"Mr. Gu, I heard Hongxing is moving into legitimate business now. Is that true?" Da Fan asked over dinner.
Gu Sheng looked at Da Fan with some surprise. "Have you misunderstood something about Hongxing?"
"What do you mean?" Da Fan asked.
"Hongxing has always done legitimate business. You should know that I'm a respectable businessman. Naturally, under my leadership, Hongxing does respectable business too," Gu Sheng said, wiping the grease from his fingertips.
Da Fan studied Gu Sheng closely. There was nothing unusual in his expression, as though he genuinely believed it himself.
He looked over at Ah Ye. Her eyelids were slightly lowered, and she wore a faint smile.
"Then let's drink to Hongxing and its respectable business!" Da Fan raised his glass toward him and laughed.
Gu Sheng finished his drink, lowered his head to cut his steak, and said:
"Arrange a meeting with the person in charge of the Hell's Angels. I want to see him tomorrow night."
"Sure, I can contact them for you. But I can't guarantee they'll do me the courtesy," Da Fan said casually. He still resented Gu Sheng for embarrassing him in public earlier and wanted to use his words to put Gu Sheng in his place.
"Really?" Gu Sheng looked up at him. "This is Thailand, your territory, and even some Germans who've come across the ocean dare to disrespect you?"
"No wonder your Maid ran off with your money." There was a teasing look on Gu Sheng's face.
Da Fan stared coldly at Gu Sheng. They held each other's gaze for a moment before Gu Sheng burst out laughing. "Just joking. Maids are people too, and people have minds of their own. A Maid running off with the money is like rain falling or a widowed mother remarrying-there's no stopping