Chapter 19: The Fake Boss
I'm a big liar who travels all over the world, a man who has no name and no share, and who knows no one. I always dreamed of marrying Bai Fumei and reaching the pinnacle of life, but by chance, my life changed.
Hong Kong is a gathering place for the underworld and one of the most chaotic cities, full of scammers and ruffians. Whether you kill people and set fires, murder and frame-up, as long as you have money, you are not afraid of being caught by the police, and you can ransom people with money.
Hong Kong is also a place where many rich people go around and see the flowers, driving luxury cars, holding money bags, walking into palatial nightclubs, either gambling or fighting, either fighting or playing with women.
Tonight, however, a humble teenager arrives at the nightclub, dressed in a white suit and with waxed hair that is incomparably strong.
I sat at the bar and ordered a drink, but no one paid attention to it, so I had to leave the nightclub through the back door.
"Boss!" Just as I opened the door, a group of black-clad men shouted suspiciously.
"Me?" I was confused.
At this time, many people rushed in the distance of the alley, holding knives, and their eyes were terrible.
"Boss go first, here we are!" A more reliable subordinate said.
"Okay, okay." I followed the other group of men in black out of the alley.
About half an hour later, I was escorted by the men in black to the front of a high-rise building, and when I looked up, there were two rows of black-clad security guards standing in front of the door, wearing electric batons around their waists and intercoms on their ears.
"Welcome Boss." Everyone instantly bent down and shouted loudly.
"You're welcome!" I replied, still confused.
When I entered the high-rise building, there were only beautiful women in company, most of them sexy rookie models, wearing bikinis, discharging back and forth in the pool.
"Boss, what's your clue about tonight?" A thug walked over and asked.
"Do you still need a clue about this? Surely an acquaintance committed a crime and wanted to kill me, and then he took the position. ”
"What am I going to do?"
"I haven't thought about it yet, I'll get some sleep first, and I'll meet these people tomorrow."
Because I entered the play very quickly, I saved a lot of time, there is no need to learn the style of those bosses, I have watched too many underworld movies, and I have memorized the lines very well.
The next day, in the conference room of the high-rise building, the leaders of Hong Kong's largest gang sat on either side, each of them was not angry and arrogant, and his eyes were very sharp, as if he wanted to eat people.
"Ahem!" I stood in the doorway, cleared my throat twice, and walked in without hazing.
At this point, the person sitting in the chair looked at me, then quickly stood up and bowed politely.
I smiled and nodded, sat down in the black swivel chair, and said, "I don't care about that incident yesterday, but I want him to admit it himself, does he want to sit in my place or do he want me to die?" ”
"Boss, you're really joking, nothing happened in Hong Kong last night, what do you mean by that?" A fat man said.
"Who is this?"
"Oh, he's the son of Boss Jiang, and he's been sitting in that position for two years." The thug attaches to the ear canal.
"Tell Boss Jiang for me that his son-in-law had a car accident on the way home."
When he finished saying this, two black-clothed men ran to the door and shot at the fat man. Everyone sitting in the chair was stunned and didn't dare to move easily, the nervous people drank water, and the people who could hold the scene immediately smiled.
"Don't be so afraid, I'm not a demon." With that, I smiled expressionlessly and turned my chair towards the glass window.
Later, when Boss Jiang learned that his son had been shot, he gathered a large number of people and came to the door of the high-rise building to make trouble, but was killed by the thugs guarding the door.
After the outbreak of the big incident, due to the intervention of the police, this high-rise building was blocked, and I resumed my identity as a liar, who would have thought that the men in black who had protected me would be willing to continue to mix with me and move towards the goal of making a comeback.