Qian Guang nodded and said, "Seventh Master, understood..."
After finishing speaking, Qian Guang got into the car, and we got in too, following Qian Guang back to the bar. Qian Guang was looking at his phone, and I saw him smiling. I asked, "Whose message?"
"Oh, Miss Ma Er, she asked me if I could go play golf tomorrow..." Qian Guang said.
I felt a bit sour and said, "I might have to go to Myanmar tomorrow."
Qian Guang frowned, turned off his phone, said nothing, sat down, thought for a while, and said, "Zhao Fei, this time, we must take down Liu Qiang in Myanmar. The three of them are clearly not giving Seventh Master any face. As long as we take down Liu Qiang and strike fear into the others, I believe that in the future, we can dominate this place."
I nodded, and suddenly he said again, "What do you think of Miss Ma Er?"
I listened and then laughed a bit. I said, "Very noble, unlike ordinary women, there's a sense of arrogance. I feel like you two aren't very compatible."
Qian Guang nodded and said, "Yes, I think so too. I'm just someone who hasn't even graduated from elementary school, not worthy of her. But you can give it a try, you went to a prestigious university, right?"
I was a bit surprised to hear this; I didn't expect Qian Guang to say such a thing. He said, "If you win her over, you'll be the Seventh Master's son-in-law. I don't need to explain the benefits, do I?"
I gave a wry smile and said, "Don't joke around. They don't think highly of me anymore. Forget it, no need to say more. Let's just prepare for going to Myanmar, right? We need to get in touch with Boss Wei; he has to lead the way over there."
Qian Guang stood up and said, "I'll go make some calls. You should rest well. You don't look very energetic. After you've rested, get ready for a tough battle."
I nodded and went out. As I walked outside, I felt a bit of self-hatred. Why did I say those things to Qian Guang? He and Ma Qing are actually a good match, but deep down, I just didn't want to admit it.
I saw Wang Gui and Zhao Kui both outside, and Zhao Kui said, "Brother Fei, the goods have been arranged. When do you need them?"
I said, "Now, you go with Wang Gui."
The two nodded and drove away. I stood outside the bar, feeling somewhat lonely, but more than that, I felt a sense of unwillingness. I didn't want to be looked down upon. I wanted Seventh Master to regard me as highly as he did Qian Guang. I will, I definitely will.
Suddenly, a luxury car screeched to a halt in front of me. The window rolled down, and I saw Malan. She waved at me, her face flushed. I was a bit surprised, quickly opened the window, pulled her down, shoved her into the back seat, then got in myself. I said, "Are you trying to get yourself killed, driving after drinking so much?"
"I'm not happy, driving, going home..." Ma Lan said angrily.
I knew Malan was upset, but I didn't say much. I drove her home, and after more than an hour, we arrived at her villa. As soon as we got out of the car, Malan started throwing up everywhere, and the smell was really unbearable. I dragged her inside and threw her onto the sofa.
"Bring me some more wine, I want to drink..." Malan said.
I said, "Stop drinking, it's useless. If you drink yourself to death, will your dad think more highly of you? Giving up on yourself is just a sign of being useless."
Malan listened and suddenly burst into tears, shouting at me, "Why? I'm his daughter. Just because I'm a woman, I can't inherit his business?"I hurt people even more than men do, he just looks down on me..."
I laughed and said, "Go take a shower, clear your head. If others won't give it to you, earn it yourself. You've already made your first bit of money, are you afraid you can't make the second?"
Malin listened and immediately stood up, saying, "Wait for me..."
After she finished speaking, she walked towards the bathroom. I sat on the sofa, staring at the ceiling, Malan, Malin...
I, Zhao Fei, am not someone who clings to the powerful. I don't take Qian Guang's words into account, but I still want to win over Ma Qing. That feeling of being looked down upon really bothers me, seriously...
I squinted my eyes and waited for a while. Suddenly, the bathroom door opened, and a wave of fragrance wafted out.
I turned around and saw Malan, freshly showered, slowly walking over while drying her hair.
I forcibly made her sit down, dried her hair, then let her relax a bit, and she was more than happy to enjoy it...
"Alright, you're tired enough too, but it feels great, thank you," Maran said to me with a smile.
"Your skin is very smooth..." I said in admiration.
"Thank you, flattery is either deceitful or a theft, do you want something?" Maran held my hand.
I stared blankly at the jade hand touching mine.
"What's wrong?" Malan asked with a smile.
"Do you want it?" I said, my heart racing.
"If you really want it, I will definitely give it to you. But you need to know the cost—my bed is not easy to get into..." Maran said, blushing.
"What do you want this time?" I placed Maran's hand on my chest.
"I want to be the leader of the caravan, can you give it to me?" Malan said, blushing and lowering her head.
"This is too difficult. I'm not your dad, I really can't give you... But I'm going to Myanmar, I might gamble big, it's very exciting. Do you want to join?" I said softly.
"Oh, Zhao Fei... I really like this feeling. Just thinking about gambling on stones makes me feel so excited... really..." Malan said shyly.
"I also like your shy expression. Will you give it to me?" I said with a smile.
"Zhao Fei, you want to be deliberate, but I want you to agree to one condition," Ma Lan suddenly said.
"Oh? What are the conditions? Go ahead and say it..." I said generously.
"I want to take the lion's share. I need money, I need to accomplish something big. I want to prove to my dad that I can do it..." Malan said, touching my palm.
"Malin, my words don't carry weight, but I will persuade them. We'll follow the rules, invest money, and split the profits fairly..." I said gently.
"Kiss me..." Maran closed her eyes.
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On a pitch-black night, the moonlight streamed in, and the gentle warm breeze made one feel drowsy. Malan sat on the sofa, not wearing any clothes. The room was very dark, with only the twinkling starlight of the cigar.
I was stroking her back. Actually, when Malan is quiet, she can be considered a woman. As long as she is satisfied, she can be quiet...
"The idea you mentioned before about forming a guild with the caravan, I think it has potential, and I want to do it," Malan said.
I said, "You want to do everything. You want to open a jade shop, you want to get by, and you even want to be a female boss. Do you have what it takes?"
"Do you look down on me?" Maran said coldly.
I knew Malan was getting angry; she didn't like anyone looking down on her. I said, "No, it's just that we need to take things step by step. First, we need to handle the most urgent matters, and then we can proceed one step at a time..."
Malan suddenly leaned over, lay on my stomach, took my hand and placed it on her chest. I wanted to touch, but she held my hand tightly, not letting me touch, and instead told me to stay still. She said, "What do I have to do to make my dad satisfied with me, to hand over the horse gang to me?"
I chuckled and said, "Wake up a bit, it doesn't matter if you make your dad happy, you need to make the caravan people happy..."
After hearing this, Malan spat disdainfully and said, "My dad earns tens of millions every year, but after more than twenty years, he still doesn't have much money. Why? It's because of those freeloaders who take dividends every year. The entire Wax Village, over a thousand people, are all supported by my dad. Why should he?"
From Malan's tone, I can tell that she hates the people of the Ma Bang. I don't know much about the Ma Bang, this once-mighty gang that used to command respect and fear from governments across Southeast Asia. Now, only this small remnant remains, which is indeed quite sad. They haven't disbanded entirely because Master Qi is holding on. It's a force, but Master Qi doesn't seem to want to consolidate it. Perhaps he really is getting old.
I said, "This is the only thing that makes you worse than your sister. You think you're so great, so you look down on others, which is why you have no one around you. You're always going solo. Look at your sister, everyone listens to her with just one word."
"I don't care about it..." Maran said.
"Then whose boss are you?" I asked.
Malan fell silent, took a few deep breaths, and suddenly choked up a bit. She said, "I know, but they don't like me. They all like my sister. She graduated from a prestigious university and knows how to manage things. What can I do? I want to study too, but I can't. What's the point of saying this now? They've already listened to my sister. What can I do to change their minds?"
I said, "People are all about power. The caravans back then fought and killed for survival, wasn't it all for money?"Whoever can bring them benefits, they will lean towards. This is what Master Qi has insisted on for so many years. Therefore, now people in the underworld give Master Qi face because everyone knows he has a caravan of over a thousand people behind him.
Malin smiled and said, "It's all about money..."
I said, "The store is already open. Don't ask outsiders for help; just have the caravan people manage it. Share the profits with them, give them small favors continuously, trying to win their hearts. Once you gradually grow, even if people don't like you, they will still come close to you because following you means having food to eat. By then, no matter how capable your sister is, she won't be able to compete with you because people's hearts are with you..."
Malan smiled for a moment, and suddenly, I felt an intense pain in my arm. I looked at Malan as she pressed the end of the cigar firmly against my arm. I immediately pushed her away, pulled my hand back, and said, "Are you crazy? That hurts like hell..."
Malin suddenly lunged at me, kissing me on the lips. I was very angry and wanted to push her away, but she held me tightly, continuously pressing her lips against mine. Feeling her soft body and passionate warmth, I gradually calmed down.
Malan stopped, hugged me, and said, "Will you ever do this to me one day, and then deal with me?"
I found it a bit strange after hearing that, and I said, "We don't have any conflicts of interest..."
"If one day, you want to become the leader of the caravan?"What if one day you want to be the boss of Rui Li?"Your ambition is no less than mine..." Maran said.
I fell silent. I had never thought about what Malan said. I didn't want to be the boss; I just wanted to quietly make money and stand out.
I said, "I never thought about it, never..."
"It's okay to think about it. When you think about it, just look at this cigarette burn. It hurts a lot. I gave it to you. When you know it hurts, you'll know what fear is..." Malan said.
After she finished speaking, she nestled into my arms, looking tired. I held her, feeling quite amazed. Malan is truly a remarkable lady, and Fat Pig Zhu is really a foolish pig...