~b~Zhou~w~~n~The morons I employ as charity to their families...
~b~Zhou~w~~n~...have allowed a shipment of my goods to be destroyed in the bay.
~b~Zhou~w~~n~...You must rectify their error, while I attend to other, more vital, matters.
~b~Zhou~w~~n~Ah... It's a cruel fate that endows me with such potential for greatness...
~b~Zhou~w~~n~...but surrounds me with what I assume must be the genetic dregs...
~b~Zhou~w~~n~...of some social experiment gone horribly wrong.
~b~Zhou~w~~n~Please don't fuck this up, rich kid.
~b~Goon~w~~n~Hey, Zhou doesn't like anyone sticking their nose into his business.
~b~Goon~w~~n~It's time you ran along. I'll take it from here.
