“Although we’re considered relatives because of Tuan Tuan, I also care about my safety!” Cen Mo tapped some cigarette ash into the ashtray. “So, if you’re not going to do it, let me do it!”
“He’s not a threat, and I have a reason for keeping Ah Zhan alive!” Fu Huai’an said. “Killing him is the worst move that we can make. If we could solve everything by killing someone, what unsolvable problem would there be in this world? Unless it’s absolutely necessary, I don’t plan to make this move…”
“Luckily, I asked you. Else… my men would be getting rid of Ah Zhan tonight!” Cen Mo walked to the French windows, then leaned against the wall beside the windows, tapping cigarette ash into the ashtray. His actions were casual and relaxed.
“You’re thinking of getting into the army ammunition business?” Fu Huai’an changed the topic.
Cen Mo nodded, a slight smile in his eyes. “Yes, there’s nothing more lucrative than army ammunition and drugs! It’s just that… I’m not planning to go into the drugs business! But since I have many men depending on me for a living, I can only consider army ammunition!”
When Cen Mo mentioned drugs, he lowered his gaze and inhaled on his cigarette. White smoke emanated from the corners of his lips, concealing the darkness in the depths of his eyes.
All these years, ever since Cen Mo replaced the most influential underworld leader in Morocco and succeeded in taking over the territory there, he had long wanted to stop dealing in drugs. But before Cen Mo entered this organization, its main money-making business was drug-dealing, so Cen Mo couldn’t abruptly stop it before his position was stabilized. He could only wait for the right timing.
The most important thing he had to do to stop dealing in drugs was to find other money-making methods as a replacement. He had to ensure that the people in the organization earned as much or even more money than before. Only then would the senior figures in the organization shut their mouths.
Cen Mo used to be a victim of drugs, so he loathed them. The intention to stop dealing in drugs had started since he joined the organization, and he had never changed his mind even once.
However, Cen Mo was different from Fu Huai’an…
Fu Huai’an built up his riches from nothing, having built up his empire with his own two hands!
Fu Huai’an had his own way of management regarding his organization, like the way one manages an army. Fu Huai’an’s orders were absolute. With the exception of Gu Qingcheng, Lu Jinnan, and Tang Zheng, who worked by Fu Huai’an’s side, no one could disobey his orders.
As for Cen Mo, he took the position from a predecessor, and there were elders and different factions in the organization. All those plots and schemes… were far more than people could possibly imagine.
To put it more bluntly, Cen Mo was like an emperor who had ascended the throne for many years and finally took over the reins of government upon coming of age. From how outsiders saw it, he had millions under him, but only he himself knew that his power and ability to strike fear was inferior to those of his subjects in the palace.
Especially when Cen Mo canceled his marriage agreement with Zhong Moli, his level of intimidation was greatly reduced.
Hence, Cen Mo’s hands and feet were bound when he did things. He was held back by too many things, so he always had to consider everything before taking action, unlike Fu Huai’an and Gu Qingcheng, who could act as they pleased.
Cen Mo was taking a huge risk by stopping the most lucrative activity in their organization!
It was very likely that there would be people who wanted to be involved in both drugs and army ammunition. It was also possible that the conservative ones would be unwilling to try something they had never dabbled with before… and be more willing to continue making money using means they were familiar with.
It was hard to say. Perhaps the organization that wasn’t even very united to begin with would dissolve because of Cen Mo’s actions.
Cen Mo’s every step was taken with difficulty and caution.
Fu Huai’an knew about Cen Mo’s difficult position…
But this world had always been so—everyone had something they had to conquer themselves.
Back then, when Fu Huai’an made his riches from nothing, to have brought a new organization to what they had become today… how difficult was that?
In comparison, Cen Mo had taken over a ready-made empire. But to completely have this empire under his control, how could he not spend some thought and effort?
“I don’t recommend you get involved in army ammunition. It’s not that I’m afraid you’ll steal away my business. The problem is, you don’t have strong support from connections inside the government, so you won’t be able to do this!” Fu Huai’an sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, playing with the tassels on the pillow on the sofa. “The reason the De Niro family dares to deal in army ammunition is that they have the backing of the US government. This is as good as having a proper license to deal in army ammunition.”
“Then what about you?” Cen Mo looked at Fu Huai’an. “What do you count on in your dealing of army ammunition?”
Cen Mo knew that Mr. Moral made his riches from dealing in army ammunition, and the scale of his business in the area was huge…
But Fu Huai’an wouldn’t touch many types of business, such as drugs or human trafficking!
Now that Fu Huai’an’s teams had undertaken other assignments apart from dealing in army ammunition under Gu Qingcheng’s leadership, those teams were even gradually displacing the top-ranked killers on the ranking list.
Fu Huai’an looked at Cen Mo and smiled. “What I count on… even if I tell you, you can’t make it yours!”
Fu Huai’an wasn’t lying…
All these years, under Gu Qingcheng’s leadership, the empire that Fu Huai’an built up from scratch was getting involved in more and more areas of business! Especially those fear-inducing teams—they were getting more and more business. This also meant there were more and more glamorous-looking politicians, celebrities, or tycoons who exposed their dark side to Fu Huai’an and his gang all around the world.
However, Fu Huai’an was unwilling to use these unless he absolutely had to. That was the most basic ethics in this industry.
Despite that, those people sort of owed a debt of gratitude to Gu Qingcheng. So long as Gu Qingcheng asked, even if they had their qualms and were reluctant to help, they had to help. Luckily for them, Gu Qingcheng wasn’t someone who would harp on it and refuse to let them off. If the favor wasn’t within their power, Gu Qingcheng never forced or threatened them.
That was why people spoke favorably of Gu Qingcheng where professional ethics were concerned.
The only exception was that time in Venice when Lin Nuan was abducted. Gu Qingcheng had made use of the dark secrets he had to force the senior executives of the Italian army to help look for Lin Nuan.
Even though Cen Mo asked this, he wasn’t really counting on Fu Huai’an to tell him…
After all, it was someone’s means of making money. Even though Fu Huai’an was now connected to him because of Tuan Tuan, and even though Fu Huai’an had moved into his house, they would have qualms should they cross each other’s paths in business.
Cen Mo nodded and took a deep inhale of his cigarette. The white smoke blurred Cen Mo’s features. He frowned, engrossed in thinking about his endless troubles.
“I’m not being perfunctory. You really can’t count on it to work for you!” Fu Huai’an’s deep eyes looked at Cen Mo, his mature voice deep and powerful.
Cen Mo straightened his body and walked towards the coffee table. “You handed such a big organization to Gu Qingcheng. Aren’t you afraid that Gu Qingcheng will snatch your power and take away what you have?”
That had been on Cen Mo’s mind all along.
When Cen Mo found out that Fu Huai’an was Mr. Moral, he was astounded.
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“Although we’re considered relatives because of Tuan Tuan, I also care about my safety!” Cen Mo tapped some cigarette ash into the ashtray. “So, if you’re not going to do it, let me do it!”
“He’s not a threat, and I have a reason for keeping Ah Zhan alive!” Fu Huai’an said. “Killing him is the worst move that we can make. If we could solve everything by killing someone, what unsolvable problem would there be in this world? Unless it’s absolutely necessary, I don’t plan to make this move…”
“Luckily, I asked you. Else… my men would be getting rid of Ah Zhan tonight!” Cen Mo walked to the French windows, then leaned against the wall beside the windows, tapping cigarette ash into the ashtray. His actions were casual and relaxed.
“You’re thinking of getting into the army ammunition business?” Fu Huai’an changed the topic.
Cen Mo nodded, a slight smile in his eyes. “Yes, there’s nothing more lucrative than army ammunition and drugs! It’s just that… I’m not planning to go into the drugs business! But since I have many men depending on me for a living, I can only consider army ammunition!”
When Cen Mo mentioned drugs, he lowered his gaze and inhaled on his cigarette. White smoke emanated from the corners of his lips, concealing the darkness in the depths of his eyes.
All these years, ever since Cen Mo replaced the most influential underworld leader in Morocco and succeeded in taking over the territory there, he had long wanted to stop dealing in drugs. But before Cen Mo entered this organization, its main money-making business was drug-dealing, so Cen Mo couldn’t abruptly stop it before his position was stabilized. He could only wait for the right timing.
The most important thing he had to do to stop dealing in drugs was to find other money-making methods as a replacement. He had to ensure that the people in the organization earned as much or even more money than before. Only then would the senior figures in the organization shut their mouths.
Cen Mo used to be a victim of drugs, so he loathed them. The intention to stop dealing in drugs had started since he joined the organization, and he had never changed his mind even once.
However, Cen Mo was different from Fu Huai’an…
Fu Huai’an built up his riches from nothing, having built up his empire with his own two hands!
Fu Huai’an had his own way of management regarding his organization, like the way one manages an army. Fu Huai’an’s orders were absolute. With the exception of Gu Qingcheng, Lu Jinnan, and Tang Zheng, who worked by Fu Huai’an’s side, no one could disobey his orders.
As for Cen Mo, he took the position from a predecessor, and there were elders and different factions in the organization. All those plots and schemes… were far more than people could possibly imagine.
To put it more bluntly, Cen Mo was like an emperor who had ascended the throne for many years and finally took over the reins of government upon coming of age. From how outsiders saw it, he had millions under him, but only he himself knew that his power and ability to strike fear was inferior to those of his subjects in the palace.
Especially when Cen Mo canceled his marriage agreement with Zhong Moli, his level of intimidation was greatly reduced.
Hence, Cen Mo’s hands and feet were bound when he did things. He was held back by too many things, so he always had to consider everything before taking action, unlike Fu Huai’an and Gu Qingcheng, who could act as they pleased.
Cen Mo was taking a huge risk by stopping the most lucrative activity in their organization!
It was very likely that there would be people who wanted to be involved in both drugs and army ammunition. It was also possible that the conservative ones would be unwilling to try something they had never dabbled with before… and be more willing to continue making money using means they were familiar with.
It was hard to say. Perhaps the organization that wasn’t even very united to begin with would dissolve because of Cen Mo’s actions.
Cen Mo’s every step was taken with difficulty and caution.
Fu Huai’an knew about Cen Mo’s difficult position…
But this world had always been so—everyone had something they had to conquer themselves.
Back then, when Fu Huai’an made his riches from nothing, to have brought a new organization to what they had become today… how difficult was that?
In comparison, Cen Mo had taken over a ready-made empire. But to completely have this empire under his control, how could he not spend some thought and effort?
“I don’t recommend you get involved in army ammunition. It’s not that I’m afraid you’ll steal away my business. The problem is, you don’t have strong support from connections inside the government, so you won’t be able to do this!” Fu Huai’an sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, playing with the tassels on the pillow on the sofa. “The reason the De Niro family dares to deal in army ammunition is that they have the backing of the US government. This is as good as having a proper license to deal in army ammunition.”
“Then what about you?” Cen Mo looked at Fu Huai’an. “What do you count on in your dealing of army ammunition?”
Cen Mo knew that Mr. Moral made his riches from dealing in army ammunition, and the scale of his business in the area was huge…
But Fu Huai’an wouldn’t touch many types of business, such as drugs or human trafficking!
Now that Fu Huai’an’s teams had undertaken other assignments apart from dealing in army ammunition under Gu Qingcheng’s leadership, those teams were even gradually displacing the top-ranked killers on the ranking list.
Fu Huai’an looked at Cen Mo and smiled. “What I count on… even if I tell you, you can’t make it yours!”
Fu Huai’an wasn’t lying…
All these years, under Gu Qingcheng’s leadership, the empire that Fu Huai’an built up from scratch was getting involved in more and more areas of business! Especially those fear-inducing teams—they were getting more and more business. This also meant there were more and more glamorous-looking politicians, celebrities, or tycoons who exposed their dark side to Fu Huai’an and his gang all around the world.
However, Fu Huai’an was unwilling to use these unless he absolutely had to. That was the most basic ethics in this industry.
Despite that, those people sort of owed a debt of gratitude to Gu Qingcheng. So long as Gu Qingcheng asked, even if they had their qualms and were reluctant to help, they had to help. Luckily for them, Gu Qingcheng wasn’t someone who would harp on it and refuse to let them off. If the favor wasn’t within their power, Gu Qingcheng never forced or threatened them.
That was why people spoke favorably of Gu Qingcheng where professional ethics were concerned.
The only exception was that time in Venice when Lin Nuan was abducted. Gu Qingcheng had made use of the dark secrets he had to force the senior executives of the Italian army to help look for Lin Nuan.
Even though Cen Mo asked this, he wasn’t really counting on Fu Huai’an to tell him…
After all, it was someone’s means of making money. Even though Fu Huai’an was now connected to him because of Tuan Tuan, and even though Fu Huai’an had moved into his house, they would have qualms should they cross each other’s paths in business.
Cen Mo nodded and took a deep inhale of his cigarette. The white smoke blurred Cen Mo’s features. He frowned, engrossed in thinking about his endless troubles.
“I’m not being perfunctory. You really can’t count on it to work for you!” Fu Huai’an’s deep eyes looked at Cen Mo, his mature voice deep and powerful.
Cen Mo straightened his body and walked towards the coffee table. “You handed such a big organization to Gu Qingcheng. Aren’t you afraid that Gu Qingcheng will snatch your power and take away what you have?”
That had been on Cen Mo’s mind all along.
When Cen Mo found out that Fu Huai’an was Mr. Moral, he was astounded.
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