Hong Kong Movies: I am Hongxing, what the hell is the intelligence king?

Chapter 10 It's all about the details

It was almost two o'clock when Li Fu came back.

"Brother Feng, Brother Kun has been sent back."

"I put him on the bed and locked the door before coming back."

Lin Feng asked:

"Have you seen the house?"

Li Fu nodded slightly:

"I saw it. It's very clean inside, with only some simple furniture."

"By the way, I followed your instructions and found the thirty thousand dollars inside."

This was something Lin Feng had specifically instructed him to do, and Li Fu took it very seriously.

"Where's the gun?" Lin Feng asked.

Li Fu took out a black handbag that looked very cheap at first glance.

Then he took things out one by one.

Five big Black Stars, an AK, several long-handled grenades, and finally several boxes of bullets soaked in butter.

Li Fu was very surprised:

"Brother Feng, these things don't seem to be used by locals."

Lin Feng did not hide it from him:

"The Big Circle Gang's stuff."

"It was a piece of news I got by chance."

Li Fu frowned:

"These guys are not easy to deal with. They are not locals."

There are very few people who make money through illegal means in society who do so locally.

It’s nothing, it’s just a bad reputation.

Extreme crimes like this are rarely committed locally.

On the contrary, most of them are done outside the province.

Those gangsters who are not locals are very vicious.

This is completely different from working.

Once you go to work in another place, you have to control your bad temper and find ways to get along well with others.

Lin Feng shook his head:
"Don't worry."

"The people in the Big Circle Gang don't know who took the weapons."

"Put the gun away."

"Just in case."

Li Fu nodded slightly and packed his things neatly.

Lin Feng stood up and stretched:

"It's been a fruitful day today, now it's time to go to bed!"

Li Fu was speechless.

"Brother Feng, isn't it too early to go to bed at this time?"

"How about we go play in the arcade?"

Lin Feng shook his head:
"What's so fun about that?"

"Go ahead if you want to."

Li Fu laughed and said:

"That's all I said."

All this kid wants is to make money and send it back home to build a big house for his mother in the countryside.

Lin Feng likes people like Li Fu.

A filial person is not necessarily a good person, but people who know how to be filial naturally make people feel good about them.

During this period of time, Li Fu has become his most important helper.

Let him be.

Lin Feng lay on the bed and began to read "The Interpretation of Dreams".

The predecessor had been following Liang Kun since he was seven years old and did not have much education - this was not an isolated case in the club, as many people only had the education level of a third or fifth grade primary school student.

In his previous life, Lin Feng was a senior executive of an institution, with a degree from a world-class university.

The styles of behavior of semi-literate people and high-level intellectuals are completely different.

In order to avoid revealing his flaws, Lin Feng tried his best to speak with a strong hint of maternal love. However, this was not a long-term solution, so he had no choice but to buy a lot of books to read.

The purpose is to gradually narrow the distance between the predecessor and the real self.

A book like "The Interpretation of Dreams" is rarely read even by senior intellectuals in Hong Kong today.

The short mules who hang out in gangs won't read this kind of book. If they were to check it out, they would know how niche it is.

After a long time, he will naturally get used to it, and then one day, Lin Feng will be able to be himself again.

When Li Fu left, he asked:
"Brother Feng, aren't we going to Youwei Group?"

Lin Feng shook his head:
"I'm the boss, not the one who does the actual work. I only need to go once in a while."

Li Fu didn't understand:
"That's tens of millions of dollars worth of assets."

Lin Feng was happy:

"Do they dare to embezzle my money?"

Li Fu scratched his head:
"But aren't you afraid that they will transfer the money?"

Lin Feng closed "The Interpretation of Dreams" and pointed to the chair. Li Fu sat down obediently. He knew that Brother Feng was imparting his experience to him.

“It’s actually easy to manage a company.”

“Just leave everything to the experts.”

"However, you must have a good grasp of personnel and financial power."

"Then introduce a third-party supervisory body, so even if you don't show up at the company for three months, there will be no problem at all."

"We are here to make money, there is no need to do everything ourselves."

Pointing to his head,
"We are all ordinary people. No one is omnipotent. That's a god."

"Since we are ordinary people, we should do what ordinary people do."

"Zhuge Liang is so wise that he almost becomes a demon. He will die of exhaustion if he has to do everything himself."

"My wisdom is not as good as Kong Ming in the Three Kingdoms, so why should we do such a thankless task?"

Li Fu frowned and thought seriously, but after thinking for a long time he still couldn't figure it out.

"It's such a large sum of money, but I'm still worried."

Lin Feng was speechless:

"Why worry about that? Didn't you make a lot of money tonight?"

Li Fu smiled foolishly:

"Yes, yes, Boss, you gave me five million, and Brother Kun also gave me one million."

"I'll send it back to my mom tomorrow."

Lin Feng was slightly stunned:
"Brother Kun gave you one million?"

Li Fu was surprised:

"Brother Kun often gives me money. Didn't I report it to you?"

Lin Feng pondered for a while and advised Li Fu:
"It's enough to send back hundreds of thousands a month."

"You're not afraid of scaring the old man if you say more."

"You keep this money in the bank."

Li Fu smiled bitterly:
"Brother Feng, I also want to deposit it in the bank."

"But this is from Babi."

Lin Feng thought for a moment and said:

"That's right. I'll go find Brother Kun tomorrow and find a way to launder the money. Then you can buy a mansion in Hong Kong."

"You have a big house in your hometown, so you should also have a big house here."

Li Fu laughed:

"Forget it. In Hong Kong, every inch of land is worth a lot of money. A thousand square feet is considered a luxury house. If you live in the countryside, you will be laughed at."

How can you call a house a luxury house when you can’t even step on the bed on three sides?

Lin Feng admitted that Li Fu was right.
“The house is small, but it’s expensive.”

"Buy it now while the housing prices are still not too outrageous."

"Whether it's Repulse Bay or halfway up the Peak, those units should be bought."

"If that doesn't work, you can just buy a piece of land and build a few more floors yourself."

"If the area of ​​a single floor is not enough, then just stack more floors."

Li Fu was quite hesitant.
"Is this okay?"

Lin Feng snorted coldly:
"Do this well, and you can expect house prices to rise."

"Twenty years later, a 1,000-square-foot luxury house will cost at least 10 million."

Li Fu opened his mouth wide and said immediately:
"I'll buy it tomorrow!"

"Thank you, Brother Feng, for your advice."

Li Fu went back with a smile.

Lin Feng picked up "The Interpretation of Dreams" again, fell asleep soon after, and went to discuss philosophy with Freud.

He slept peacefully here, but he didn't know that because of his few words, some people stayed awake all night.

(End of this chapter)