Manchester.

It was a little after nine in the evening. Inside the villa restaurant where Wu Boxin was being held, Gwen, dressed in a well-tailored suit, had his blond hair shining brightly under the lights.

"Chairman Wu, the higher-ups' regard for you is unprecedented." Gwen swirled his glass of red wine, his voice husky as he said, "Before I came, I also fought hard for a lot of authority. If you have any specific requests, you can tell me directly. Including positions, social status, and economic compensation, there are no problems."

Wu Boxin looked at him and asked, grinning, "May I ask, is your hair naturally blond?"

Gwen was slightly taken aback. "Yes, I have European blood."

"A hybrid product with such pure external appearance is quite rare," Wu Boxin said with a smile. "I used to have a golden retriever, but it was a mixed breed. It just didn't look pure."

Hearing this, Gwen clenched his water glass tightly, his face darkening. "Are you mocking me, Mr. Wu?!"

"Haha, no." Wu Boxin spoke sharply, "I believe you have the authority. You can tell from your hair color."

Gwen was already simmering with anger, but because of Wu Boxin's importance, he didn't immediately lash out.

"Don't misunderstand, I've always been unpleasant when I speak, but I don't mean any harm." Wu Boxin looked at him, nodding slowly in evaluation. "At your age, to be a director in the Central Bureau is enough to show your ability, so I'm comfortable discussing things with you."

Hearing him bring the conversation back on track, Gwen's expression softened a little. He reached for the wine bottle, intending to pour him some more. "Mr. Wu, as long as you cooperate with us..."

"But you have a bad face. You look wicked at first glance." Wu Boxin switched gears wildly, pointing at Gwen. "You used despicable methods to mess with my son. You'll probably give birth to a child without an asshole."

"???"

Gwen, who had just picked up the wine bottle, turned red in the face upon hearing this, and the anger in his heart was almost uncontrollable. But he couldn't figure out Wu Boxin's train of thought. The old bastard praised one moment and cursed the next. You really couldn't guess what he would say next.

"But, different positions are understandable." Wu Boxin ate a mouthful of vegetables, pointing at Gwen with his chopsticks. "I have two requests: first, I can help you establish a joint organization, but after the organization is established, you have to send my son away, wherever I say. Otherwise, you'll kick me to the curb and retaliate. I can't handle that."

Gwen put down the wine bottle, patiently saying, "Okay."

"Second, I don't need you to give me money. We don't lack money." Wu Boxin interjected, "But my assets need to be transferred, starting now. You can't freeze them."

Gwen hesitated. "You're giving me the feeling that you might run away at any time, Mr. Wu."

"You won't completely trust me, and I'm even less likely to just listen to your sweet talk." Wu Boxin curled his lip. "Once the joint organization is established and stable, I'll be useless. You can do whatever you want with me, so I have to protect myself! Besides, use your own clever little brain to think about it. Are you really afraid that I'll make demands, or are you afraid that I won't make any demands at all?"

Gwen pondered for a long time. "No problem."

"Then let's toast. I wish us a happy cooperation." Wu Boxin raised his glass.

Seeing how readily he agreed, Gwen also raised his glass and said, "Mr. Wu, then I'll be waiting for you to play your part."

"Clink!"

The two clinked glasses. Wu Boxin looked at Gwen's face and suddenly said, "I studied physiognomy. Your features really look cursed. You're a jinx to your relatives. You need to do good deeds!"

"Pfft!"

Gwen spat out a mouthful of wine.

"Hahaha, I was just kidding. Don't take it seriously!" Wu Boxin said with a laugh.

Gwen glared at him, secretly hating him in his heart.

...

One day later.

Under the "protection" of the Central Bureau's military intelligence agents, Wu Boxin began a new round of visits and inspections. The main task was to first activate the senior members of the associations in District Two, and win them over to join the joint chamber of commerce organization established by Districts One, Two, and Three.

During this period, Wu Boxin had no private life at all. Eating, drinking, and using the restroom were all done under surveillance.

After visiting for two consecutive days, Wu Boxin came to the association in the southern part of District Two on the weekend, and met Liu He and Xun Yang, who had clashed with him a few days earlier.

The two of them had stayed in the proctology department of the hospital for a day, because of colon bleeding and infection.

In the association's reception room, before Wu Boxin came in, Liu He had already had the staff remove all fruit knives and sharp objects, and the teacups on the coffee table were all plastic.

Wu Boxin crossed his legs, looking at Liu He with his hands clasped together. "I misunderstood you before. I thought you were a dog of the Sixth Division, deliberately coming to threaten me."

"Hehe." Liu He gave an awkward smile. "I didn't express myself well. It's my fault."

"Ah, after thinking about it, it's better for you to take the lead in the Southern Branch." Wu Boxin sighed. "My son is useless and is being held in someone's hand. There's nothing I can do. Forget it, I won't fight anymore. Let it be."

Xun Yang nodded repeatedly. "Please have some tea."

Wu Boxin picked up his teacup, looked up at the two of them, and said, "If you're interested in this joint association, then let's get involved together. Make your requests as soon as possible. The Central Bureau will reimburse you."

Hearing this, Liu He's face was slightly unnatural. He believed that Wu Boxin had completely defected and compromised with the imperial secessionists.

"We'll listen to you." Xun Yang replied with a smile.

"What about you?" Wu Boxin asked Liu He.

"I'll also listen to your arrangements. Whatever you say, we'll do." Liu He nodded and bowed in response.

Wu Boxin took a sip of tea, looked up, and said, "I'm tired. Prepare a banquet."

"It's already prepared, Chairman. This way, please!" Xun Yang stood up.

Wu Boxin slowly stood up, turned his head to glance at Liu He, and naturally put his hands behind his back, saying, "Do you remember the three words I told you?"

Hearing this, Liu He was stunned on the spot.

Wu Boxin looked at him. "See, you forgot again?! Duan She Nan! Remember, you have to give up something to gain something. If you want to be a sub-chairman, you have to arrange everything properly first." (Duan She Nan: Sever, Abandon, Difficult - meaning it's difficult to sever and abandon things)

"I understand. I'll remember this time." Liu He nodded repeatedly.

"Let's go. Let's eat."

...

Late at night.

Wu Boxin left in a car from the Central Bureau. Liu He immediately called Huang Peishan. "Chairman, Wu Boxin came today and hinted at me."

"How did he hint?!"

"He said Duan She Nan!"

"What the hell does that mean again? Am I playing a guessing game with him every day?" Huang Peishan asked, frustrated.