"Brother Sheng, phone!" Leung Siu-tong handed over the Big Brother Phone from beside him.
"Who is it?" Gu Sheng walked over to a chair and sat down, crossing his legs as he watched He Qing choose fabrics and styles.
"Mr. Gu, this is Al. I just received some news, and I thought I should let you know!" Al's voice came over the phone.
"Al, my old friend! What's the news?" Gu Sheng laughed.
"Someone in Southeast Asia is offering a hundred million to have someone killed," Al said with a chuckle.
"The High Table's intelligence network has already reached Southeast Asia?" Gu Sheng noticed something else instead. It seemed the High Table was moving even faster than he had expected.
The hotel on Hong Kong Island was still being renovated, and there was no Second Seat yet, but they could already get news from Southeast Asia.
"We do have a few people here and there. Besides, they announced it openly in the underworld. It wasn't exactly a secret," Al said evasively.
"Aren't you curious who they want killed, Mr. Gu?"
"Don't tell me it's me?" Gu Sheng said, laughing.
"You guessed right, Mr. Gu!" Al chuckled.
"Fuck, there's always some bastard who isn't afraid to die!" Gu Sheng raised an eyebrow, a vicious glint entering his eyes.
"With your abilities, Mr. Gu, you certainly don't need to worry about that. Still, bullets and blades don't discriminate. You should be careful."
"Got it. Remember to bring me a nice fat cash gift when you come to my engagement!" Gu Sheng returned to normal in an instant, smiling.
A moment later, he hung up and tossed the Big Brother Phone to Tin Yeung-sang, looking completely relaxed, his leg still bouncing.
Of course he knew someone had offered a hundred million for his