Old Mo, eating fish in a courtyard house, reigning supreme in Hong Kong.

Chapter 248: Thai Customs

Old Mo said coldly, "Your rudeness just now cost you ten million. I won't give you another penny. Now, obediently do my job. Do you understand?"

Makkel nodded quickly: "Understood, understood."

Old Mo released him, let out a long sigh of relief, and said to William, "William, you heard that too. I'm leaving the rest to Lei Luo. If he dares to trip me up, then don't talk to me about friends anymore. No one can save him."

William quickly said, "I heard you. If he dares to cause trouble, instead of you dealing with him, I'll take care of him for you first."

"Alright, that's settled then! Brother Le, I'm leaving now. You and Pork Boy stay here and get things done with them."

After saying that, Lao Mo took the money, grabbed Ye Zimei, and left decisively. They definitely couldn't finish the meal.

"Okay, Brother Mo. Brother Mo, I'll see you off."

Piggy was very good at handling things. He saw Old Mo outside before running back in.

Inside the private room.

McKellen got up and asked, "William, who exactly is he? Why are you so afraid of him?"

William didn't know how to say it! If he could, he would have told him before he came.

William pulled him down to sit and whispered, "He's someone none of us can afford to offend. Believe me, in Hong Kong, you can offend the Governor, but you can't afford to offend him."

"what?"

McKelle stared at William, mouth agape, and asked, "Let me put it this way, if he hadn't given up, would you really have chopped me up and thrown me into the sea to feed the fish?"

William nodded and said, "Yes."

Mykal slumped into his chair instantly. That was obvious.

"William is just a Chinese man, why are you so afraid of him?"

Mykal couldn't understand it, he really couldn't understand it.

Yes, his actions just now weren't against the rules. He just wanted a woman. For a big shot like him, isn't this a normal thing?

It's unbelievable that they wouldn't agree to such a small thing, and even caused such a big problem. It's really bizarre.

Mykal was filled with regret.

Next, Lei Luo asked him for a favor with a perfectly justifiable attitude.

Of course, tens of thousands of acres of land cannot be managed in just one or two days.

There are still many issues to discuss, such as land surveying, boundary confirmation, and how to resettle the indigenous people in this area.

However, those are all follow-up issues. As long as Lei Luo finds a lawyer to draft the contract tomorrow, both parties sign it, transfer the money, and the land will belong to Lao Mo.

In the car, Lao Mo was driving and never sat in the passenger seat. Her face was flushed, and she would occasionally steal a glance at Lao Mo.

This man, who radiated light, truly captivated her.

What? You're saying Old Mo already has a wife?

That's narrow-minded.

In this day and age, wealthy men, no matter who you marry, will have multiple wives.

It's too far in the future for us to see. In reality, our gambling king, Mr. Ho, doesn't he have several wives?

Given the circumstances, Ye Zimei had no choice; being able to marry a man she loved was already a good thing.

"Um, boss, why did you just say I was your woman?"

Ye Zimei asked timidly.

Old Mo chuckled and said, "What? You don't want to?"

Ye Zimei blushed and pouted, saying, "I'm not going to be your concubine."

Old Mo chuckled, "If I can't make you a concubine, how about a secondary wife?"

Even a concubine is still a wife and has a status in the family.

Concubines were different; they were bought, and were only slightly more prestigious than maids.

Ye Zimei was very annoyed. Why didn't he strike first? He let Hu Huizhong make the first move.

Now, she has no choice.

He could only nod and say, "Okay, then!"

The sound was drawn out, and there was a hint of grievance in it.

Old Mo laughed and said, "Don't worry! I will treat everyone equally and will definitely not mistreat you."

Ye Zimei said with a wronged expression, "If Madam bullies me, whose side will you take?"

Old Mo laughed and said, "See, you've been naughty again. Of course, I'll side with whoever is right. You're all equal, you know?"

Ye Zimei asked, "So, how many will you marry?"

Old Mo laughed, "Three at most, I can't handle more than that! Hahahaha..."

The next day, Lao Mo arrived at the hospital, but Wu Shih-hao still hadn't woken up.

Old Mo stood by the window and glanced out; Wu Shih-hao was still lying there receiving oxygen.

"Sigh, Ah Dong, let's go!"

Old Mo, accompanied by Lu Xiangdong, the translator Lei Luo had found for him, decisively left the hospital, hailed a taxi, and headed to the airport.

Lu Xiangdong was a top-notch fighter selected by Lei Luo from the A She team. He was an outstanding individual in both combat ability and marksmanship.

Most importantly, he speaks Thai quite well.

Originally, not many people would be willing to take on this task, but Old Mo offered too much.

One million. As long as you go with Old Mo, you can get one million when you come back. So these guys are fighting over it.

To make their movements easier, Lei Luo also provided each of them with five passports.

In other words, they have five identities in Thailand, so even if they are wanted, they can still fly back by changing their passports.

For convenience, Lei Luo also exchanged tens of thousands of Thai baht for them to carry with them.

When the two landed, they had already arrived in Chiang Mai.

Unfortunately, there are no direct flights to Chiang Rai, so they have to transfer here for several hours to get there.

As the two walked out of the airport, a strong sense of foreignness wafted over them.

Chiang Mai, the ancient capital of the Lanna Kingdom, is dotted with ancient Buddhist temples and pagodas, testaments to the city's golden age from the 13th to the 16th centuries, forming the core of its landscape.

The residents are mainly people from northern Thailand (Lanna ethnic group).

At the same time, it is home to multiple ethnic groups, including Chinese, Miao, Yao, and Akha, forming a unique cultural fusion.

Buddhism is central to Lanna society, but the Lanna dialect, traditional handicrafts, and festival customs are still widely preserved.

At this time, Chiang Mai still retained its rich ancient city features, but it had also quietly begun the process of modernization.

All around me were chattering sounds I couldn't understand.

This is an airport, and the exit reflects the image of a city. It shouldn't be particularly dirty, but it looks quite chaotic.

Ahead, there were tuk-tuks and motorcycles everywhere, and the people were shouting and yelling in a very rude way.

In Lao Mo's mind, he also saw several pickpockets looking for passengers leaving the airport, preparing to skim some money off them.

Lao Mo and A Dong decisively distanced themselves from these people and prepared to call a taxi to go to the most upscale hotel in Chiang Mai.

Yes, it was already afternoon, and they planned to stay here for the night and then transfer to Chiang Rai the next day.

In other places, it's really not easy to hail a taxi.

However, they easily found a taxi at the airport and got in.

"Driver, take us to the most upscale hotel in town."

Lu Xiangdong said in Thai.