Sister-in-law is always sister-in-law, but now I'm also Big Brother!

"It actually worked!"

Zhao Cheng stood beside Jiang Wangzu and spoke with a sigh of emotion.

"Brother Cheng, listen to yourself. Did you really think I couldn't pull it off?"

Jiang Wangzu turned to glance at Zhao Cheng and said with a smile.

"I didn't."

"I never."

"Don't talk nonsense."

Zhao Cheng hurriedly denied it.

The Jiang Wangzu of today had already proven his ability.

As long as he sat firmly in this position, in the future he would at least become an elder of the Canal Gang.

If some warlord took a fancy to him and chose him as a representative, it was not impossible for him to become a standing elder of the Canal Gang.

Right now, he did not dare offend Jiang Wangzu.

"I just think it's simply unbelievable that Boss Jiang managed to open this song-and-dance hall in such a short time."

"I knew you were talented in both letters and martial arts, but I never imagined you were this all-around."

"Choreography, songwriting, interior decoration—even fashion design, you understand it all."

"It's truly amazing."

Zhao Cheng had already been completely won over by Jiang Wangzu.

He had strength, brains, and he was young.

Following someone like this, how could there be any worry about never rising to prominence?

"Ahem, ahem."

"Let's not talk about fashion design."

Jiang Wangzu glanced toward the backstage at the scantily dressed dancers with their fiery figures and gave two dry coughs.

"Little brother A-Zu really does understand women far too well."

"Even the clothes you designed are so unique!"

Just then, Jiang Wangzu felt a chill at the back of his neck.

Xu Zhenzhen, stepping in high heels and wearing a black velvet qipao, her hair coiled up, swayed her hips as she walked gracefully toward Jiang Wangzu.

"Heh heh heh."

"Sister-in-law, you're joking."

Jiang Wangzu smiled awkwardly.

Xu Zhenzhen gave him an amorous roll of her eyes.

As for Gu Jingyun and Zhao Cheng, they observed the rule of looking not at what was improper and speaking not of what was improper.

"Still calling me sister-in-law?"

"I've already divorced Chen Tai, and I've also told Uncle that I want to come out and do something."

"The current me... is free!"

Xu Zhenzhen smiled as she looked at Jiang Wangzu.

When she had first come to Shen City, she had understood nothing.

Nor did she possess any particular skill.

So, muddleheaded and confused, she had married Chen Tai.

Now she had stayed in Shen City for three years and was long no longer the woman she had been back then.

She longed for love, and longed even more for freedom.

Originally, she had thought that this life of hers would simply be like this, locked together with Chen Tai until the end.

Her heart turned to cold ashes, she had completely accepted her fate.

Until Jiang Wangzu burst into her world.

He made her deathly still heart stir restlessly once more.

She had thought she could only be with Jiang Wangzu in secret, sneaking around.

And even if, by some chance, their private affair were exposed, Chen Tai would not dare do anything to her, but Jiang Wangzu would be dead for certain.

So when Jiang Wangzu proposed that she steal Chen Tai's boxing manual and secretly practice martial arts, She agreed without even thinking.

But how long had it been since then?

Jiang Wangzu had achieved success in martial arts.

His strength had already surpassed Chen Tai's.

And he had also gained Sixth Master Dai's appreciation.

Not only that, he had single-handedly founded the Lower District's first dance hall.

Even her uncle, Xu Shanyue, now saw him in a new light.

Because she had recommended Jiang Wangzu, she herself had returned to Xu Shanyue's notice.

A few days ago, Xu Shanyue had summoned her alone.

A few days before that, the Xu family banquet had also invited her.

Now she had become the accountant of Never-Night City Dance Hall.

It could be said that Jiang Wangzu had completely changed her life!

"Big Sister-in-law will always be Big Sister-in-law."

"But Big Brother may not still be Big Brother."

"Now I'm a big brother too!"

Jiang Wangzu said with a smile.

"Get lost!"

Xu Zhenzhen said with a coquettish laugh.

Below the stage on the first floor, in a dimly lit corner, Chen Tai, his face dark and gloomy, looked up at the second floor, at Jiang Wangzu, who wore a linen shirt with black stripes, a refined black cashmere suit jacket over it, black plaid suit trousers below, leather shoes on his feet, and was chatting and laughing merrily with Xu Zhenzhen.

He wished he could crush the glass in his hand!

"A-Zu, my good brother!"

"You're really something!"

"Not only did you win Sixth Master Dai's appreciation, you even pried away your sister-in-law!"

"I, Chen Tai, have now become the laughingstock of the Canal Gang."

"A living, breathing green-haired turtle!"

"Third Master Cao said that preparing a dance hall in the Lower District was the will of the gang leader, the adviser, and the entire council of elders, and absolutely no one was allowed to sabotage it."

"Now the dance hall has been set up, and it's a tremendous success."

"Your mission is complete too."

"I imagine there must be plenty of people in the gang now who can't stand seeing you sit in the position of manager of the dance hall."

"If you were to accidentally meet with some mishap, I reckon a lot of people would be very happy, wouldn't they?"

"A-Zu, today, Big Brother will teach you one final lesson!"

"I'll let you know what it means when a common man's wrath spills blood within five paces!"

Chen Tai thought inwardly, his face vicious and sinister.

Jiang Wangzu had been far too good at enduring in silence.

This had also led to the fact that, after Jiang Wangzu soared into the sky in one leap, Chen Tai had not even known such a person existed under his command.

After his immediate superior, Third Master Cao, learned about Jiang Wangzu, he had also said that Chen Tai failed to recognize talent and had wasted a great man for nothing.

Later, Xu Zhenzhen had divorced him, then openly exchanged flirtatious looks with Jiang Wangzu, and that had become the final straw that crushed him.

He had to take action!

He did not dare touch Xu Zhenzhen.

But Jiang Wangzu had to die tonight!

Like a venomous snake lying in wait, he quietly waited for the best moment to strike.

Two o'clock in the morning.

The guests had all left.

The songstresses and dancers had also been escorted home by Never-Night City's dedicated security staff.

Several accountants were there clacking away at their abacuses, calculating the day's turnover.

"Boss, the totals are out."

"Today, Never-Night City Dance Hall's daily turnover reached fourteen thousand seven hundred eighty-two silver dollars!"

An elderly accountant stood up and spoke in an excited voice.

"For an ordinary dance hall, after deducting all costs, the net profit margin can reach thirty to fifty percent."

"And our Never-Night City Dance Hall required very little investment, and goods are cheap through smuggling channels, so the net profit margin can reach over seventy percent."

"That also means our dance hall's earnings today alone have exceeded ten thousand silver dollars!"

"Of course, today was opening day, so everyone found it fresh and exciting. Once that freshness passes, perhaps fewer people will come."

"But for daily turnover to reach three to five thousand silver dollars, and net profit to reach two to three thousand silver dollars a day, is absolutely no difficult matter!"

"All staff of Never-Night City Dance Hall today will receive an opening red packet according to rank—at minimum, five silver dollars per person!"

With a grand wave of his hand, Jiang Wangzu flung money around like mad!

But as Never-Night City Dance Hall was a key support project of the Canal Gang, even though Jiang Wangzu was the person in charge, he still could not take the lion's share.

In the past, minor bosses like Chen Tai, who controlled a single street, only needed to hand over thirty percent as the regular tribute.

Some streets might require fifty percent as regular tribute.

But Never-Night City Dance Hall needed to hand over seventy percent as regular tribute, and only the remainder was money Jiang Wangzu could freely dispose of.

Moreover, in order to open this Never-Night City Dance Hall, Jiang Wangzu had spent more than fifty-seven thousand silver dollars.

After the dance hall opened, Jiang Wangzu first needed to repay this sum to the gang, and only then would he split the profits thirty-seventy, handing over the regular tribute to the gang each month.

Dark!

So damn dark!