"If you lie to me, I'll sell you to Siam."
Lin Xu looked at the man before him, a future underworld king who would kill everyone, and put on his professional fake smile. "Boss, your forehead looks dark. It's a bad day to go out, but I can help you make a fortune."
He had transmigrated into a disposable underling who wouldn't survive three chapters, with the entire original novel's script in his hands.
Other people transmigrated as princes and generals. Lin Xu had transmigrated as a fish on the chopping board, owing thirty thousand in loan-shark debt and due to have his hand chopped off and be tossed into the sea in three hours.
"Wait!" he shouted at the knife-wielding thug. "Your boss got bird droppings on his forehead this morning. I'm the only one who can ward off the bad luck!"
The thug froze, because every word was true.
This was a 1990s Hong Kong-style underworld, where might made right.
Right then and there, Lin Xu drew up an attendance sheet for the gangsters. "Pay protection money and get free help moving your stuff. Annual memberships are 20% off. Show up late and you lose your attendance bonus."
Huo Jiusheng scowled. "You think this is a day job?"
That very night, their take tripled.
Lin Xu turned the cold-faced boss into an entrepreneur, only to find himself pinned against a wall by Shen Yan one day. "I won't let you leave."
Lin Xu panicked. In the script, you were supposed to fall in love with the heroine!
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