Hong Kong Films: The Godfather Who Doesn't Fit the Genre

A quiet little island somewhere.

Li Qiao lounged lazily in a chair, surrounded by lovely women chatting sweetly.

Ring, ring...

The phone on the nearby table chimed with a text message.

Luo Tianhong: "Boss Qiao! This month's one-million tribute from Zhongyi Hall has arrived!"

Huang Zhicheng: "Boss Qiao! This month's ten-million tribute from the Triad Society has arrived!"

Chen Haonan: "Boss Qiao! This month's one-hundred-million tribute from Red Star has arrived!"

Crow: "Boss Qiao! This month's tribute from Dongxing..."

Reading the messages one after another put Li Qiao in a much better mood.

He reached out and pulled Xixi Li and Li Qiner into his arms, gazing toward the distant horizon.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Please do not imitate.