Chapter 13

Inside the residence of Hu San Ye in Shunyi Fang.

Hu San Ye played with the silver that Su Xin had brought, a smug smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.

"Mr. Li, how about this adopted son of mine? In just over a month, he has brought me 30,000 taels of silver, hahaha!" Hu San Ye burst into laughter.

It's true that people can't be compared; as the saying goes, comparing people can lead to death, and comparing goods can lead to discarding.

His previously adopted son, Chen Dao, had cost Hu San Ye a great deal of effort and money, with tens of thousands of taels spent on him alone.

Training in Iron Sand Palm required a large amount of medicinal herbs to soak the hands, which was used in conjunction with the practice.

After twenty years of cultivation, Hu San Ye had spent several large carts of medicinal herbs.

But what was the result? He almost cultivated a major threat to himself.

Now, with Su Xin as his adopted son, all he had to do was say a few words, and within a month, Su Xin had brought him such a great gift.

Mr. Li, standing beside him, flattered, "It's still your wisdom, Sir. If we had killed Su Xin back then, we wouldn't have this much income now."

As they were talking, a gang member came in and handed a small note to Mr. Li.

"Who sent the message?" Hu San Ye asked.

Mr. Li hesitated for a moment and said, "It's from Ji Gang. The note says that Su Xin received a total of 80,000 taels in dividends this month."

Hu San Ye threw the silver in his hand, and the smile on his face gradually faded.

At the same time, inside Kuaihuo Lin, Su Xin had people carry a chest of silver to their new branch of Kuaihuo Lin.

The original Shunde gambling den had been renovated. Inside, they had only removed some gambling tools and replaced them with a large number of tables and chairs. Outside, they had made some minor adjustments and hung a new black sign with golden letters: Feiying Gang!

At this moment, all the members of Feiying Gang had gathered. In the past month, due to the popularity of Kuaihuo Lin, dozens more people had joined Su Xin, bringing the total number of members under his command to over 110.

"Boss Su!"

Seeing Su Xin enter, the gang members quickly stood up and shouted in unison, their morale high.

Su Xin waved his hand, signaling for the chest to be placed in the center of the hall, and said loudly, "I have called everyone here today for two reasons. The first is to distribute the money."

With a 'bang,' Su Xin kicked open the chest, and the gleaming silver immediately dazzled the eyes of the gang members.

They had seen silver before, but such a large amount of silver in one place was a huge shock to these low-ranking gang members.

Traditionally, in Feiying Gang, the more money the boss made, the more the subordinates earned.

If the boss was poor, the subordinates could only drink soup.

The business of Kuaihuo Lin over the past month had been seen by everyone, and they knew their monthly pay would not be small.

Sure enough, Su Xin continued, "Following me, I won't let you eat steamed buns and drink cold water while fighting for me. This month's pay is 10 taels of silver for each of you!"

Upon hearing this, the gang members almost burst with excitement. The monthly pay Su Xin offered was far more than they had expected.

For ordinary people in Changley Fang, working as a waiter in a hotel or laboring for others, earning one tael of silver a month was already good, barely enough to support a family.

As for those in the gang, despite their intimidating appearance, the low-ranking members were no better off than laborers, and some were even worse.

Following a good boss, they might earn one to two taels, but the less fortunate might not even earn one tael.

In Feiying Gang, even the core members who followed the boss only earned five taels of silver a month. Now, Su Xin was giving them ten taels each, making them wonder if they were dreaming.

"But!" Su Xin saw their excitement and changed his tone, "If you take my silver, you must follow my rules!"

"Traditionally, you probably haven't been shy about extorting the merchants in Kuaihuo Lin, eating without paying, sleeping with women and leaving without paying, right?"

Su Xin looked around, and many of the gang members lowered their heads, not daring to meet his eyes.

They had indeed done such things, and worse. Some even secretly deducted money when collecting the monthly pay.

"If you did this in the past, I wouldn't say anything, but now, do you know what it means? You're not just taking from the merchants; you're digging your own graves!

Kuaihuo Lin gives us a tenth of the profits from each shop, and your monthly pay comes from this.

This month, you get 10 taels. If Kuaihuo Lin does well next month, you could get 11, 12, or even 15 taels.

You think you're taking from the merchants and getting a good deal, but in fact, you're digging your own graves and taking from yourselves!"

The gang members realized that by taking advantage of the merchants, they were ultimately hurting themselves, as their monthly pay was tied to the overall performance of Kuaihuo Lin.

"Take the money, and follow the rules. Those who break the rules will not be spared by me, Su Xin!"

Su Xin returned to his seat and said sternly, "Old Huang, read the names."

Huang Bingcheng nodded and pulled out a small notebook from behind him, starting to read names: "Zhao Chendong, Liu San, Chen Laodao, Zhang Hu..."

He read over twenty names, and those called out turned pale.

"Each of you will receive twenty strokes, in front of everyone," Su Xin said.

Huang Bingcheng waved his hand, and other gang members immediately brought in sticks and began to beat them under his command.

Regardless of their past relationships, with Su Xin watching, they dared not go easy. Each stroke was a solid hit.

After twenty strokes, the twenty-odd people could barely stand, their legs trembling.

Su Xin tapped the table and said, "These twenty strokes will remind you of the rules! Now, do you accept this? If not, you can take your monthly pay and leave. I, Su Xin, won't stop you."

The twenty-odd beaten gang members quickly shook their heads. With 10 taels of silver a month, who would want to leave?

"Alright, come up one by one to collect your monthly pay. The twenty of you who were beaten will each receive an additional two taels for medicine."

Upon hearing this, the last bit of resentment in the twenty-odd beaten gang members disappeared.

Not only did they have no resentment, but they were also deeply moved. Clear rewards and punishments, that's what a good boss is like.

Compared to the arrogant Liu Sandao of the past, what was he?

Ji Gang, standing in the crowd, looked at Su Xin with a puzzled expression.

This young man was becoming increasingly incomprehensible. How could someone in his teens have such high-level tactics?

At this moment, Su Xin took out two 100-tael silver bills and handed them to Ji Gang and Li Hua.

"Your monthly pay can't be the same as ordinary gang members. This is what you deserve."

"Thank you, Boss Su."

Ji Gang took the silver bills with a smile, but Li Hua said, "No reward without merit."

Hu San Ye had sent them mainly to help Su Xin stabilize the situation in Kuaihuo Lin.

Unexpectedly, Su Xin's tactics were so strong that both the shop owners in Kuaihuo Lin and his subordinates were now obedient to him.

As a result, the two top enforcers under Hu San Ye had not been needed.

"Whether you have earned it or not is up to me, Su Xin. This money is what you deserve."

Su Xin directly placed the silver bills in Li Hua's hand. This time, Li Hua did not refuse, and his attitude was not as hostile as when he first met Su Xin.

After all, even the arrogant Li Hua needed to eat.

Under Hu San Ye, with his status, he earned over ten taels of silver a month, and if he accomplished something, he could receive several dozen taels as a reward.

But now, without doing anything, he was getting 100 taels of silver, something he had never seen before.

Spending over a thousand taels of silver to win the hearts of everyone was a good deal for Su Xin.

Being strict alone was not enough, as his seniority was shallow.

So, he also needed to be generous. At least the monthly pay he offered was unmatched by any of the major heads in Feiying Gang.

Kuaihuo Lin was a scene of prosperity, but some people were not happy.

These people were from the Qingzhu Gang.