After the formal introduction concluded, Li Xiaohui couldn’t wait to ask Liu Yutong, "Sister Yutong, how much are the dues? I’ll ask my family for it later." She had completely forgotten Liu Yutong’s earlier mention of this being a legitimate company, her mind filled instead with scenes of gangsters paying dues from movies—and it all seemed perfectly reasonable to her.
Just as Liu Yutong was about to explain, she suddenly seemed to remember something and turned back to address the crowd once more.
"Since we’re all here, I’d like to announce the company’s latest resolution. Starting next month, we’ll implement a dual-salary system. All core members will receive an additional fixed salary, initially set at 2,000 per month, with annual proportional increases. This applies whether or not you’re employed in any of the company’s affiliated businesses.
Of course, if you choose to work in one of our affiliated businesses, you’ll also receive a second salary along with corresponding bonuses..."
Liu Yutong explained in detail, clearly outlining the benefits for core members versus regular employees—and the perks for core members were nothing short of incredible.
For example, core members would enjoy free healthcare, with the company covering any expenses not reimbursed by insurance. This even extended to their immediate family—parents and children—who would also receive free medical care. Additionally, the company would prepare annual care packages and New Year’s red envelopes for their loved ones.
If you were ambitious enough to work in one of the company’s businesses, you’d essentially earn double the income, plus bonuses. You’d also gain priority for promotions and the privilege of reporting directly to higher-ups.
The core members of the Ten Thousand Dragons Society listened in stunned silence, hardly believing their ears.
In Bright Pearl City, where the average salary hovered around 1,000, earning two salaries would mean taking home at least 4,000—far exceeding what an ordinary worker made, not to mention the additional benefits like healthcare and pensions.
And this was just the standard package for core members. Higher-ranking managers would receive even better treatment.
Originally, everyone had only heard rumors that the young mistress was planning to introduce a special system, but no one knew the specifics or how it would work.
Now, hearing these jaw-dropping benefits, they were overwhelmed with gratitude. The young mistress was eliminating all their worries—not just for themselves, but for their families too.
With such generosity, anyone who dared betray her wouldn’t need her to lift a finger—the others would deal with the traitor themselves.
The ones who felt this system’s impact most deeply were the dozen or so former Righteous Union members who had followed Liu Yutong from the beginning.
They were the ones who had truly lived the gangster life, joining real syndicates in the past. Back then, they were just low-level lackeys with no stable income, since the higher-ups took the lion’s share.
While their bosses lived lavishly, they often couldn’t even afford a night out. Without climbing the ranks, they’d never save enough to buy a house, a car, or even get married.
In stark contrast, the young mistress kept improving their benefits, treating them like true family—brothers and sisters in arms.
When Li Xiaohui heard Liu Yutong announce the dual-salary system, her mouth fell open wide enough to fit an entire egg. Even her father’s benefits—disregarding privileges and other factors—were roughly on par with this.
And yet, this ironclad security—no, something even better than the average iron rice bowl—was the standard for a bunch of gangsters?
This was beyond extravagant!
Did that mean… she was included?
After all, she’d been directly accepted as a core member!
Li Xiaohui never imagined she wouldn’t have to pay dues—instead, she’d landed an iron rice bowl, and her father wouldn’t even need to worry about her future career.
Her father had always hoped she’d secure a stable job, and now, in a way, his wish had come true.
Next time he asked about her career plans, she could proudly say, "Dad, I’ve got an iron rice bowl now—and I earned it myself, no connections needed."
He’d definitely be proud of her.
Of course, if he asked where she worked, she’d just say it was a legitimate company.
After all, that’s what Liu Yutong called it too.
Once Liu Yutong finished announcing the new system, Yun Cheng stepped forward, scanning the crowd with a sharp gaze.
"The young mistress has given you this status and these benefits because she sees you as her own brothers and sisters. I won’t tolerate anyone betraying her trust."
His eyes hardened as he continued, "Anyone who betrays the Ten Thousand Dragons Society or the young mistress—"
The crowd immediately roared in unison:
"Three stabs, six holes!"
"Three stabs, six holes!"
"......"
Li Xiaohui’s face flushed with excitement as she joined in, shouting even louder than the rest.
Yun Cheng raised a hand, and the crowd fell silent instantly.
"Young mistress, is there anything else you’d like to add?"
Liu Yutong looked out at the sea of people. By all appearances, this resembled a gang gathering—yet somehow, she found herself growing more and more comfortable with the sight.
After months of working together, without even realizing it, she had influenced them just as much as they had influenced her.
After a moment, she waved dismissively. "That’s all. Everyone, go rest."
As the crowd dispersed in an orderly fashion, Liu Yutong took Li Xiaohui and left the company. Yun Cheng, as always, acted as both bodyguard and chauffeur. They checked into a nearby upscale hotel, booking three adjacent rooms close to the university.
Once Li Xiaohui was settled, Liu Yutong decided to assign her as Ma Da’s assistant. The girl clearly loved bossing people around—probably because it made her feel important.
Truthfully, Li Xiaohui was little more than a mascot in the company. She could wander into any department she pleased.
Meanwhile, back at the police station...
After returning, Gao Min immediately reported the night’s events to Chief Qi Wei, emphasizing her encounter with the group of black-clad men.
The more Qi Wei listened, the more familiar it sounded. Wasn’t this exactly Liu Yutong’s crew’s style?
He hadn’t expected Gao Min to run into them.
Honestly, he’d love to catch them slipping—but they were meticulous, leaving no openings.
Qi Wei had investigated the Ten Thousand Dragons Society before. On paper, it was a fully registered company—but then again, what syndicate didn’t have legally registered businesses alongside their shady operations? That proved nothing.
"Chief, we can’t ignore a group like this operating in our jurisdiction."
"If it were up to you, how would you handle them?"
"I… I don’t know."
"Here’s some information on them. Take a look and let me know if you have any thoughts," Qi Wei said, pulling a file from his drawer and handing it to her. "Remember, don’t show it to anyone else."
Gao Min nodded solemnly and turned to leave.
"Oh, one more thing—you’ve done well in cracking down on those criminals. Consider it a merit. Next month, I’ll arrange for your official promotion and get you that badge number," Qi Wei added suddenly.
Being promoted to full status after just a month as a trainee was a privilege reserved for someone like Gao Min, the child of a fallen officer.
Her eyes reddened at his words, and she replied gratefully, "Thank you, Chief!"
