"Soon, you’ll be taken to the detention center and locked up with everyone else. Twelve days later, you’ll be released with them. By then, stick to the plan, do what you need to do, and don’t provoke Zhou Yuelong intentionally. He won’t resist coming after you. In short, act naturally, without too much intentional behavior, or he’ll get suspicious."
"Understood."
This contract was the sa one Li Xiang saw that day, an employnt contract. He almost missed eting with the police. Now, he got it all in one step. But, this police identity cannot be disclosed yet.
The terms were quite favorable.
Moreover...
Li Xiang recalled the plan, feeling a bit bitter.
Yan Xiong genuinely appreciated him, personally coming to explain the details of the plan. If the plan leaked, the undercover’s life would be at risk. He could have chosen not to disclose the full plan to him.
Even deeper, even if Yan Xiong didn’t disclose the plan or offer him benefits, he probably couldn’t fully escape. As long as Yan Xiong operated in the shadows, he would unknowingly get involved.
After all, the enmity with Zhou Yuelong was real. Given his personality, he certainly wouldn’t let him go easily, as evident from the look in his eyes at the hotel.
And with a hidden advantage, could he face his attacks without retaliating?
Li Xiang asked himself, he couldn’t.
In the police, he was bound by the discipline, but once he’s no longer a cop, what concerns would he have in striking back?
Becoming a saint,
Becoming a demon,
Sotis it’s just a thought away.
But more often, it’s the environnt that forces us.
After Yan Xiong left, Li Xiang was also placed in the detention center.
"Go in, no causing trouble, you hear? Behave yourself here."
The guard instructed him with a few words, not too kindly.
"Brother Li, are you okay? The cops weren’t too hard on you, were they?"
As soon as he went in, a group of people surrounded him; so were still bandaged.
"I’m fine, they didn’t give a hard ti. It’s just that I might not be a cop anymore."
Li Xiang’s expression was indescribably regretful, and the others felt a bit gloomy upon hearing that.
"It’s all because of and ili that you couldn’t even be a cop, Brother Li, hit if it makes you feel better."
Xiao Yong was very upset. If it weren’t for him and ili, they wouldn’t have inexplicably gotten into a fight.
Everyone was sowhat injured, but thanks to Li Xiang’s quick action, they managed to prevent the situation from worsening; otherwise, they would’ve been beaten badly.
Hit more?
Li Xiang wanted to cry but had no tears: "Hit you in detention? You think I don’t have enough sentence?"
"No, no, that’s not what I ant."
Xiao Yong waved his hands repeatedly, indicating he ant no such thing.
"Stop fooling around, go grab a chair for Brother Li to sit and rest." Chen Long slapped Xiao Yong, sending him away, then said, "So, Brother Li, what are your plans now?"
"What plans can I have? Can’t be a cop anymore. Starting a martial arts school, as you ntioned, seems promising."
"Really? Brother Li, you agreed?"
Chen Long was instantly delighted hearing Li Xiang agreed to the idea.
"That’s great, honestly. I’d say, not being a cop isn’t a loss. With your skills, Brother Li, our martial arts school will definitely thrive. Isn’t it better than being a cop?"
"Makes sense."
Everyone echoed, believing that with Li Xiang’s involvent, their martial arts school would surely flourish.
"Brother Li, no, from today, you’re our master. We’re your first batch of disciples. Master, please accept our bow."
Seeing Chen Long bowing, everyone followed suit: "Master, please accept our bow!"
The commotion caught the attention of the detention center police, who ca over and scolded Li Xiang and others: "What are you doing? Conducting cult rituals in detention?"
"No, it’s not a cult, we’re just acknowledging him as our master."
Li Xiang felt embarrassed, being mistaken for a cult was not good, so he quickly got everyone up:
"Since you’re all willing to have as your master, I’ll set so rules. First, no more illegal activities; second, brotherly unity and no infighting; third, no drinking; fourth is undecided and will be added later."
Drinking causes trouble, better not to drink.
"Yes, Master."
Ti passed as everyone discussed who would scout locations, handle renovations, procure and install training equipnt, and manage promotion after their release.
Everyone was filled with hope for the future, waiting to get out and showcase their skills.
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Baolong Mansion.
Located in the CBD of Jinling City, it was considered a landmark building. Baolong Group was certainly a star enterprise in Jinling, a major taxpayer, and its chairman, Zhou Baosheng, was undoubtedly the richest man in Jinling. Additionally, he had been the top charitable donor for consecutive years, known as a benevolent figure.
At this mont, Zhou Baosheng sat in the chairman’s office on the top floor, taking a call. The call didn’t last long before he hung up. He pulled out a personal mobile phone from the second-to-last drawer of his desk and placed it inside. It was noticeable that there were seven or eight phones like this in the drawer.
After putting the phone away, he pressed a button on the table and after a while, a young and attractive secretary in professional attire knocked and entered: "Chairman Zhou, any instructions?"
"Where’s Yuelong? Is he at the company? Haven’t seen him in days."
"Young Master Zhou hasn’t been to the company for days. I don’t know where he is either."
"Alright, you can leave now."
"Yes, Chairman Zhou."
After she left, she carefully closed the door behind her.
Zhou Baosheng took out his personal phone, found a familiar number, and called: "Where are you? Hurry up and co to my office."
He waited in the office for nearly an hour before Zhou Yuelong, who had clashed with Li Xiang and the others, swaggered in:
"Dad, I’m busy. What can’t be said over the phone?"
"Sit properly, stand properly. What have you been up to these days?"
Zhou Baosheng, who usually appeared kind and approachable to everyone, now displayed an air of authority while reprimanding his son.
If it were anyone else, they’d sit upright, listening to the chairman’s admonishnts. But in the entire company, only one person was unafraid of him.
Zhou Yuelong faced his father with an innocent look: "What did I do? I didn’t do anything."
Zhou Baosheng saw he still wouldn’t admit, banged the table, and scolded: "Did nothing? Director Qi called ."
"Isn’t he just idle, complaining all the ti."
Hearing Director Qi had complained, Zhou Yuelong chuckled helplessly: "Didn’t he explain everything to you? It’s really not my fault. I was peacefully dining at Jinyue, when out of nowhere, a drunk vomited on . My new Prada, was I supposed to wear it like that? I feel sick just seeing the brand now. I confronted them, didn’t expect they’d outnumber us. None of my bodyguards were reliable. Talking about it just angers ."
Originally laid-back, Zhou Yuelong now seed enraged, jumping in frustration.
Zhou Baosheng knew his youngest son had an explosive temper, couldn’t suffer any loss, and sighed.
For a mont, he looked like he aged considerably.
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