Carrying a Jurassic on me
Chapter 961 - 518

Chapter 961: 518

"I haven’t seen it myself, but I’ve heard it from Brother Heizi and some drivers who come to fetch goods," Guan Shi said with a smile. "The small-time gangsters you mentioned, they have to hand over most of the protection money to the boss above, and the amount they can keep isn’t even always as high as a regular salary. If they can’t collect enough, they’ll get scolded and punished. Those guys live day to day without any certainty, how can you compare that with doing legitimate business? Plus, they only collect protection money from certain people; they wouldn’t dare to mess with anyone with even a little background."

"Is it really as bad as you say?" the teenager with chunibyo can’t stand the undermining of his idol—it feels like a personal insult—speaking with jumping feet.

"That’s just how it is. They are struggling at the bottom of society. In Hong Kong, they just bully ordinary people, they are not as impressive as you think. Even the big bosses there have plenty of people they can’t afford to offend. Now that Hong Kong has been handed back, they’ve become like rats crossing the street, hardly living the good life," Guan Shi explained patiently with a good temperament.

"You talk as if you’ve seen it with your own eyes." The chunibyo teenager’s companion chimed in skeptically. "You’ve never been to Hong Kong, so how would you know what it’s like there?"

"The drivers who come to our place to pick up goods are from Hong Kong, coming every two or three days," Guan Shi replied unhurriedly. "The big company they work for, their business is untouchable wherever they go, and no one demands protection fees from them. Even if they piss off the kind of tough guys you mentioned, a word to the company and a little greeting would solve the problem."

An ordinary company employee might not have this treatment, but if Guo Jingya wants to do business, the people pulled from the family are all veteran employees. As long as they don’t mess up, they truly don’t need to fear the general small-time gang leaders.

After all, they are one of Hong Kong’s leading families—if they didn’t even have that much clout, they wouldn’t have been able to stay in business. As for kidnappings, even the sons of top tycoons have been kidnapped. Those kidnappers are literally staking their lives, attaching their heads to their belts, and nobody can stop their death wish.

"That’s a big shot we are talking about, do you not understand what a big shot means?" The chunibyo teenager just couldn’t take it anymore. "My Brother Haonan is at least the big shot of Tieluowan, according to what you say, he’s not even as good as a delivery driver, so what’s the point of his existence?"

"What good does being a big shot do? Could they even eat if they don’t bully ordinary people?" As the room buzzed with discussion, another person entered, stamping his feet at the door while laughing. "The big shot you’re talking about is nothing compared to our Brother Gao here at the market. I’ve heard from someone who used to come from Hong Kong, if he went there, he’d be a top-level ’Red Pole’ easily, taking up a big shot position would be trivial..."

"Pig Head, stop talking nonsense. Brother Gao has a great job, why would he bother becoming any big shot if he’s not starving?" Hearing this young man’s tall tales, Guan Shi warned him. "Don’t let him hear you say this or else when he beats you, I won’t be able to pull him off."

Pig Head instinctively looked outside, then remembered he was back at home and chuckled, "Well, he’s not here, is he!"

The previously supportive chunibyo teenager disbelievingly asked, "What does your Brother Gao do? I’ve never heard of him..."

Before he could finish, the original teenager defending Brother Haonan grabbed him, still indignant, "What’s wrong with asking a question?"

Pig Head snickered, "He’s a worker from our place, an ex-murderer with two lives on his hands. Started in a maximum-security prison, then transferred to Yucai School, where he became the boss of over a hundred people. Do you think he could be a big shot? Wiping out a boss and becoming the head honcho would be no problem at all!"

Hearing Pig Head’s last sentence in a Cantonese accent, the crowd laughed and were envious. They pulled him in and called him out for not sharing when he earned money—at the end of the day, it’s hard for people from the countryside to make money; they were just curious and wanted to know, they would never hassle him to treat them anywhere. At most, when it coincided with meal time, they would ask him to bring some drinks and join the fun.

The two disputing teenagers, along with two even younger silent boys, looked at each other bewildered. Observing the young man they called Pig Head, they felt as though their view of life had been turned upside down.

It was Guan Shi who kept it real, patting the leading chunibyo teenager on the shoulder, "Study hard, and aim for a good university later on. Those mix-ups you mentioned, they will always just be mix-ups, while Miss Guo, who is doing business with Boss Yan, is the young lady of Hong Kong’s Guo family. Their family ranks among the wealthiest in Hong Kong, and they have investments even in the Capital. She’s right now having tea with Boss Yan at Sancha River! Go ask your Brother Haonan, would he dare to collect protection fees from Miss Guo’s shop?"

The chunibyo teenager was dumbstruck for a while; it was probably the first time he realised that Hong Kong and Sancha River weren’t as far apart as he imagined. It wasn’t until Guan Shi left to chat with others that he muttered softly, "Brother Haonan exists only in the movies..."

Guan Shi was right, though Guo Jingya and Yan Fei were hardly the type to sit down for a leisurely tea. Currently, Yan Fei was busy working with a piece of wood, while Guo Jingya chatted with Xu Xiaoyan nearby, occasionally involving Yan Fei in their conversation.

With the New Year approaching, it was unlikely that Guo Jingya had come specifically for this visit—her elder brother was in the Capital to oversee their industry there, and she went along for the excitement. In recent years, the Guo family and a company in the Capital partnered on a project aiming to establish a comprehensive market in a bustling area of the Capital, which would be one of the Capital’s first such markets.

Now, as the project is nearing completion and opening, Guo Jingya’s brother is at best an errand runner assigned by the family. As for Guo Jingya herself, she was merely sitting shotgun—sitting, not guarding the vehicle, just tagging along for fun.