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

Chapter 15: The Perseverant Wong Bing Yao
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Everyone in the room was shocked.

It turned out that Liang Kun was mad for a long time, but in the end he couldn't bear the heartache and slapped himself hard twice.

The female companion who came with Liang Kun was terrified:

"Brother Kun, what's wrong with you?"

"Brother Kun, don't scare me!"

Liang Kun pushed her away and sat down next to Lin Feng, hugged Lin Feng's shoulders, and said in a flattering manner:

"A Feng, if you encounter this kind of situation again, please call me."

Lin Feng is innocent:
"I called you!"

"How can someone say that?"

"Oh, even if I win, I won't regret it!"

Liang Kun said with a shameless face:

"That person is an idiot. I'm different. I always listen to advice."

Lin Feng secretly admired him.

This was the first time he had seen someone scold him so harshly.

"Okay, okay, I'll definitely call you next time I have the chance."

"But Brother Kun, whether you listen to me or not, I really have nothing to say."

Liang Kun swore:

"If I don't listen, I won't be able to make a fortune."

He asked with envy on his face,
"A Feng, how much did you buy?"

Li Fu smiled bitterly:
“Brother Kun, my boss beat all the drags a hundred times and spent more than 44,000.”

Liang Kun sighed:

"Why did you buy twice as much?"

Li Fu also felt a little regretful:
"Yes, I bought too little."

"I looked and the three prizes are all worth 19,000 yuan."

"My ticket alone has more than 40 third prizes, which is nearly 8 million!"

"With the first prize added, it must be at least 10 million."

Liang Kun pointed at Lin Feng and said:
"Normally the first prize is 20 million, but not now. It's basically taken by your boss."

“Maybe the prize pool has been emptied.”

"I guess the first prize is only five million."

Li Fu laughed and said:

"That was also an accident, I didn't lose out!"

Liang Kun got up and left:

"Let's go, I'm not staying here anymore!"

Lin Feng said:

"We won the lottery, let's go eat at a food stall."

Liang Kun laughed and scolded:

"You are a multi-millionaire, why do you still eat at food stalls?"

Lin Feng disagreed:

"You're not a multimillionaire."

"Where else can we go if not to the food stalls? Do you have any guts?"

"How about we go to Sai Kung to eat seafood?"

Liang Kun was speechless:

"Can't we go to the Peninsula Hotel for a nice meal?"

Lin Feng sneered:

"A small cake costs a hundred dollars, I'm not a sucker."

"What's the difference between the taste and the guts of the food there?"

Liang Kun insisted on arguing with him:

"Western food?"

Lin Feng shook his head:
"If I ordered a rare steak, the chef would think I was going to mess things up."

Liang Kun really lost to him:
"Who goes to a Western restaurant and eats steak cooked to perfection?"

"Aren't they all medium rare or medium rare?"

Lin Feng sighed:

"Brother Kun, you've been tricked."

“Going to a Western restaurant and eating a well-done steak is the real way to eat it.”

"If you take a bite and spit it on the ground and swear, the chef with the tall hat will have to come out and bring you another portion and a bottle of good red wine to make amends."

Liang Kun was skeptical:

"real or fake?"

Lin Feng pouted:
"Please study more with me when you have time."

"Who can give me a quota for medium rare or medium rare?"

"You just put the steak in the pan and fry it."

“A well-done steak is the best test of technique.”

"If you overcook this a little bit, the beef will become tough."

"If it's a little less cooked, it won't be cooked."

"Do you know who cooks steaks medium rare or medium rare?"

Liang Kun's face turned pale and he quickly asked:
"Who are they?" Lin Feng laughed:

"An apprentice did it."

"They're doing it while they're still calling you an old-fashioned person."

"But if you order a rare steak, the one who cooks it for you is not someone else but the chef!"

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Liang Kun murmured:
"No wonder you said ordering a rare steak was a bummer. So this is what you meant."

Shaking his head, Liang Kun still said,

"I'm leaving. I won't stay here with you anymore."

Lin Feng pointed at the beer and said:
"I just opened so much wine."

Liang Kun took his female companion and left:

"I won't stay here anymore, I'm sad!"

Lin Feng held his stomach and laughed.

When Liang Kun heard the laughter, he ran even faster.

Li Fu hurried to catch up. He had to follow Liang Kun until Lin Feng canceled the task for him.

Lin Feng was in a very good mood. He had been looking forward to this day for a long time.

It’s a pity that I didn’t record Liangkun’s expression just now with a video recorder, otherwise I could watch it and appreciate it every day.

Just had a few bottles of wine.

The phone rang again.

"I'm Lin Feng."

"Mr. Lin, it's not easy to find you."

Lin Feng didn't even frown:
"who are you?"

The man introduced himself readily:
"I am Wong Bing-yao from the Kowloon West Office."

"Are you up?"

"Can you give me a chance to thank you?"

Lin Feng laughed and lied with his eyes open:
"Mr. Huang, I'm sorry. I just got up."

"You don't have to thank me. The police work hard to maintain law and order. I am just doing my duty as a citizen."

"If you want to thank me, then work hard."

Huang Bingyao was convinced, and the guy opposite him started to ask questions without hesitation.

"Mr. Lin, please give me a chance to thank you."

"Don't get me wrong, this is an order from above."

"Building good relationships with you financial sponsors is one of my job tasks."

Lin Feng thought for a moment and said:

"That's okay too."

"There is a food stall in front of my house. You pay the bill tonight."

Huang Bingyao laughed:

"Thank you Mr. Lin for saving me money."

"See you there."

So twenty minutes later, Lin Feng and the fat man Huang Bingyao sat down at the food stall to eat.

When the food stall owner saw Lin Feng, his eyes narrowed into slits with laughter:

"Brother Feng, let's still follow the old rules?"

Lin Feng smiled and said:

"Just serve the food. Mr. Huang will pay for today."

The boss wiped the table for them very attentively:
"Please wait a moment, both of you."

Lin Feng asked:

"Did those guys from the Ni family give you any trouble that day? Did you dine for free?"

The boss laughed even more heartily:

"Who in the martial arts world doesn't know that you are protecting us?"

"You can't cheat anyone else's money, but you can't cheat ours."

Lin Feng was even happier:

"That's fine."

The boss goes to work happily.

Huang Bingyao was surprised:
"Mr. Lin, do you come here often?"

Lin Feng wondered:

"This place is so close to my home. When I feel lazy and don't want to cook, I just come here to make do."

"Is there anything strange?"

Huang Bingyao tells the truth:

"Too strange."

"It's rare for someone as rich as you to be so approachable."

Lin Feng disagreed:

"What's the big deal? When I was a kid, I thought being able to eat at food stalls every day was the best life."

Huang Bingyao thought of Lin Feng's file and immediately found the reason. He became an orphan when he was seven years old. At that time, only Liang Kun, who sold fish balls, gave him food. Perhaps he had developed feelings for the food stalls at that time.

The food came quickly, and the two drank a few glasses of wine. Huang Bingyao asked:

"Mr. Lin, how do you know the identities of our two undercover agents?"

(End of this chapter)