When the four men from the Sanlian Gang arrived at the office, Gu Sheng was playing golf inside. With a swish, he swung, and the ball vanished from sight. Impacts sounded against the ceiling and the opposite wall before the ball rolled across the floor.
"Brother Sheng, aren't you supposed to get it in the hole when you play golf?" Silly Fook asked from beside him.
"In the hole, in the hole! That's all you ever think about!" Gu Sheng feinted a swing between Silly Fook's legs, and Silly Fook hurriedly jumped away.
Then Gu Sheng asked suspiciously, "Has Silly Fook ever gotten it in a hole?"
Tin Yeung-sang turned to look at Silly Fook, gave a disdainful chuckle, and looked away.
"He spends all day playing with dumbbells. When would he have time to get it in a hole?" Ah Wu said, putting down the erotic magazine in his hands as he sat by the wall.
"No wonder getting it in a hole is all he thinks about!" Gu Sheng cursed with a laugh, then took another swing.
Just then, Leung Siu-tong went out and brought the four Sanlian Gang men inside.
"Brother Sheng, they're here."
"Mr. Gu!" The four men from the Sanlian Gang gave Gu Sheng a slight nod.
"Miss Ding asked us to deliver some things."
Tin Yeung-sang narrowed his eyes and looked over, a smile on his baby face.
Gu Sheng glanced at them too, raised an eyebrow, and asked, "Where are they?"
They handed a briefcase to Leung Siu-tong, who opened it, took out a document envelope, and passed it to Gu Sheng.
Gu Sheng pulled out the contract and flipped through it. Finding nothing wrong, he ordered, "Get rid of them."
Ding Yao had called earlier and asked him to dispose of these