Volume One, Chapter Eight: Rules

As Su Ming strode toward the main seat, all the gang members instinctively parted, respectfully standing on either side. They had some understanding of Lord Su’s style; despite his current smiling demeanor, he might draw his blade the next moment and slash you to the ground. Moreover, having killed Master Hu’s sworn son and emerged unscathed to assume the position of small leader, his abilities were beyond ordinary comparison.

“This must be the newly appointed small leader, Su Ming, Lord Su. Pleased to meet you; I look forward to your guidance in the future,” said Tan Wei, the manager of the Star-Picking Pavilion, who was the first to stand and greet him.

Su Ming bowed politely in return. “Manager Tan, you are too kind. As a newcomer, I rely on the support of all the bosses here.”

With someone taking the lead, others also rose and exchanged courteous pleasantries. Most of their words were customary inquiries and small talk, which Su Ming responded to politely.

“Hmph, if you know you’re the junior, don’t make such a grand display. Someone unaware might think the emperor himself is parading by—frightening to death!” grunted Manager Chen of the gambling den, banging his legs on the table, showing no intention of standing.

“None of you here practice martial arts, but by seniority, who isn’t your elder? If you want us to discuss matters, just say so—have some manners!” Su Ming forced a smile and cupped his hands. “Oh? Manager Chen, what advice do you have?”

“Simple. Four words: Speak now or hold your peace!” Chen’s tone was sharp, and Su Ming didn’t dare to utter a word, which only bolstered Chen’s confidence.

After all, men like them commanded many followers and had clear channels with the authorities; they weren’t petty thieves on the street, easily manipulated. If Su Ming dared to act rashly, the government would not stand idly by, and no one would come out a winner.

“I’ve gathered you all for a matter to discuss,” Su Ming said, ignoring Chen’s provocation, smiling gently as he took the main seat. His youthful appearance made him seem harmless.

After the formalities, all eyes coldly regarded Su Ming, curious about what schemes the new leader might have.

“From today onward, I will not take a single cent of the monthly dues. They are all waived for everyone.”

At these words, an uproar erupted.

Tan Wei, who had just sat down, suddenly stood, incredulous. “Lord Su, you must be joking. We’d take you seriously.”

“I never joke,” Su Ming replied coldly.

“But... you have so many people...” Tan Wei gestured toward the Hehai Gang members nearby, implying plainly that if you have men working for you without pay, how will they survive? If you truly stop collecting dues, soon everyone will leave.

“Old Tan, I think you’re just getting old and scared. Lord Su has spoken—no more dues. From now on, I won’t pay either,” Manager Chen declared arrogantly, raising his tone to ensure he was heard.

“Thank you, Lord Su. The gambling den has business to attend to; we’ll take our leave,” Chen said, folding his legs and rising, nodding casually toward Su Ming before heading out.

“Hey, Manager Chen, hold on. I haven’t finished speaking,” Su Ming smiled.

“What? Are you going to renege?” Chen sneered, glancing at Liu Lecheng blocking the door. “With so many eyes watching, letting this get out won’t look good.”

“Besides, I have my own connections with the proper authorities. Are you planning to forcibly detain me?” The threat was blatant.

Su Ming’s eyes narrowed, lips still curved in a smile, yet no warmth could be seen.

“I won’t collect dues, but from today, each of you must give me a ten percent equity stake. I’ll pay monthly dividends. I guarantee your businesses will flourish even more.”

—Bang.

As Su Ming’s words fell, the hall doors slammed shut, and dozens of Hehai Gang members stood nearby, watching like hawks.

All the managers on Flower-Stained Street erupted in protest.

“This is ridiculous! You’re mad for money! Asking for ten percent shares? Even a lion’s demand wouldn’t be this bold!”

“Exactly! The magistrate’s office might give some silver for favors, but there’s no precedent for direct equity. Do you have the capital for that? We don’t even consider your meager offerings!”

Even the usually composed and polite Tan Wei twitched his face in dismay.

They ran their businesses, spending at most a hundred taels a month on bribes. Asking for shares was like drawing their blood. The thought of having to give Su Ming a tenth of every penny earned was unbearable.

“Lord Su, don’t joke. In all my time doing business, I’ve never heard of such terms,” Tan Wei tried to stay calm but clearly disagreed.

“I said, I never joke,” Su Ming said coldly, rising and sweeping his gaze over everyone. “From today on, Flower-Stained Street is unified. Gambling dens, inns, brothels, and restaurants will all be connected. Guests can call for a lady and bring drinks right into the gambling den. When tired, the ladies will escort them to the inn to rest.

Gone are the days of each place playing its own game. Before, guests had to walk from one end of the street to the other just to fetch a lady to the gambling den. Exhausted, they’d have to run to the inn in the middle of the street. With so much trouble, people just went home, seriously affecting cash flow.

From now on, it will be one-stop service, all connected. With ladies whispering in their ears, money won’t be a problem. Your job is to invest a little in relocating and refurbishing. Don’t come crying poverty to me; in the end, you will be the ones making the big money. I’m merely taking a small share.”

The crowd raised their eyebrows, realizing this was indeed a good plan. Flower-Stained Street was unlike other places, focusing on four things: eating, drinking, entertainment, and gambling. If linked together, profits would multiply.

Liu Lecheng listened dumbfounded, thinking their leader was a business prodigy.

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