After hearing what his daughter-in-law said,
Chen Mei stared at Ah for several seconds, silently calculating.
It was true—
Ah Heung stayed home every day and was bored to death,
while A-Lung was completely useless, changing women every few days.
If he really drove Ah Heung away,
it wouldn't sound good once word got out.
But at the same time,
he felt an uneasy sense of danger.
Ah Heung was pretty,
with an excellent figure.
Especially that pair of…
More than once, Chen Mei had nearly lost control—
in the end, it was only by constantly reminding himself "I'm Chen Mei"
that he managed to endure.
With a body like that,
if she really went out to show her face and act in films…
What if some man with ulterior motives set his sights on her?
What then?
Chen Mei cursed inwardly:
Even I can't bear to let that ash fall…
After brooding for a long while,
he finally sighed.
"Fine. If you're really that bored,
go give it a try."
"But remember—
don't associate with people who aren't proper.
If anything happens, call me immediately."
What Chen Mei didn't know was this—
The recruitment ad Ah Heung had seen
belonged to the Tianyao Film Company,
which Lin Yao had just finished setting up.
And indeed,
Lin Yao had no intention of turning the company
into a full-time producer of erotic films.
Those films would still be made—
but only for quick cash.
The real focus
was on mainstream cinema.
All he needed to do
was bring out those blockbuster films from his previous life.
Find a reliable director,
sit back,
and the money would roll in.
Films like
Justice, My Foot!,
The Deer and the Cauldron,
To Be Number One,
Ip Man,
Flirting Scholar,
Hail the Judge,
Kung Fu…
Erotic films might be wildly popular at the moment,
but that boom would last at most four or five years
before the market dried up.
The reason was simple—
there weren't enough women with truly top-tier looks and figures
willing to act in them.
After the era of
"Double Ye and One Lee" faded from Hong Kong cinema,
there was no one left to carry the torch.
As for the rest—
whether looks or physique,
they were all "returned-to-the-community stock."
Audiences would cringe just watching them.
…
Elsewhere.
Nathan Road.
The chairman's office of Tianyao Group.
The location was actually
on the ninth floor of the Palace Nightclub.
Lin Yao rarely stayed here.
The feng shui was oppressive,
the vibe wasn't right—
he could shut the place down anytime if needed.
He treated it as a local outpost—
two signboards,
one organization.
In truth, there was only one signboard.
After all, how could a triad hall
hang up a plaque openly?
At this moment,
Lin Yao was meeting someone.
A short-tempered man known for explosive anger—
Inspector Ma Jun.
He was the newly appointed head
of the Anti-Triad Unit at Yau Tsim Police Station.
Lu Kai-Cheung had introduced him to Lin Yao over the phone last time.
Right now,
the office was thick with the smell of gunpowder.
Lin Yao leaned back on the sofa,
his gaze calmly sweeping over the officer standing opposite him.
Ma Jun wore plainclothes,
his face full of righteous energy,
yet his eyes carried a trace of ferocity that couldn't be erased.
In truth,
he had done undercover work before.
Those who'd gone undercover
rarely liked wearing police uniforms.
"Lin Yao, don't mess around!"
Ma Jun opened with pressure in his voice.
"Lok Road is Hung Thai's territory.
If you dare send people there to stir up trouble,
don't blame me for hauling you straight back to the station for tea!"
He had just come from Lok Road—
the street was a mess of bloodstains
and the cries of Hung Thai's goons.
He already knew
it was Lin Yao's men who had done it.
In Ma Jun's eyes,
none of these triad bosses were good people.
Lin Yao had only just risen to power
and already dared to touch Hung Thai's turf.
If this wasn't stopped,
Tsim East would sooner or later turn into a boiling pot of porridge.
Hearing this,
Lin Yao laughed instead.
He slowly lit a cigarette,
his tone tinged with mockery.
"Inspector Ma,
shouldn't you speak with evidence?"
"When did I ever send people to Lok Road to cause trouble?"
"You still dare deny it?!"
Ma Jun stepped forward, lowering his voice.
"Twelve Hung Thai goons were beaten into the hospital by your men!
Everyone on Lok Road saw it!"
"You think you can get away with it?"
"Saw it?"
Lin Yao leaned slightly forward and replied calmly.
"Saw what exactly?"
"Saw my men beating people for no reason—
or saw Hung Thai's people smash beer bottles
over my subordinates' heads first?"
"Inspector Ma,
are you the head of the Anti-Triad Unit,
or Hung Thai's personal enforcer?"
"Before investigating a case,
shouldn't you first figure out who started it?"
"Or did Hung Thai stuff your pockets with cash
and send you here to interrogate me?"
"You—Lin Yao!
You're spouting nonsense!"
Ma Jun's anger flared.
He lunged forward, reaching for the handcuffs at his waist.
"I'm arresting you right now
on suspicion of intentional bodily harm!"
"Arrest me?"
Lin Yao leaned back into his chair, spreading his hands, disdain written all over his face.
"Inspector Ma,
do you even understand Hong Kong law?"
"Does legitimate self-defense count as a crime?"
"My three men were surrounded by over a dozen armed attackers.
Defending themselves is intentional injury now?"
"Let me tell you something—
this place has 24-hour audio recording."
"Every word you just said
has been recorded."
"If you really dare abuse your authority and arrest me,
tomorrow I can have ICAC invite you for tea.
Believe it or not?"
Ma Jun's hand froze mid-air.
He knew Lin Yao was telling the truth.
Arresting someone without evidence—
Once that got out,
not only would he be disciplined,
the entire police force would lose face.
But he couldn't swallow this anger either.
He could only glare at Lin Yao,
his chest heaving violently.
Just then,
Ma Jun's phone rang.
He answered it,
listening to his subordinate's report.
His expression gradually changed.
They had questioned more than a dozen witnesses
and verified the situation on Lok Road.
It was indeed Hung Thai's men
who started cursing and attacking first.
A-Bu and the others
had only retaliated afterward.
After hanging up,
Ma Jun's presence weakened by more than half.
He stared at Lin Yao for several seconds, grinding his teeth.
"Even if Hung Thai was in the wrong this time,
don't think you can do whatever you want!"
"Tsim East is chaotic enough already.
If anything happens because of you,
I'll come after you first!"
Lin Yao flicked the ash from his cigarette.
"Inspector Ma,
are you done talking?"
"If so, you can leave.
No need for me to see you out."
Ma Jun said nothing more.
He shot Lin Yao a vicious look,
turned around, and slammed the door as he left.
After Ma Jun was gone,
Lin Yao stood up and went downstairs.
Crossing the street,
he entered an office building opposite.
This was the office
Zhang Linlin had just rented for him.
A sign hung at the entrance:
Tianyao Film Company
Inside, there were only a few desks
and a reception counter.
The moment he stepped in,
the clerk in charge of reception smiled and greeted him.
"Brother Yao,
more than a dozen applicants came today—
all girls, and they're all quite pretty."
Lin Yao walked into the reception area
and indeed saw several young women
dressed brightly, sitting there.
When they saw him enter,
their eyes lit up with anticipation.
He casually glanced over them—
their looks and figures were all fairly decent.
At first,
his plan in opening the film company
was one: money laundering;
two: shooting erotic films for fast cash.
But now,
looking at the endless stream of beauties before him,
he suddenly understood—
Why so many triad bosses
loved opening film companies.
Finding women was just too convenient.
Close to the water, first to the moon.
Even shooting low-budget erotic films,
there was no worry about losing money.
It was simply killing two birds with one stone.
"Let them come in one by one for interviews."
"Got it, Brother Yao!!!"
The clerk answered loudly
and turned to call the applicants.
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