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

Chapter 17 The First Transaction

buy!
Must buy!
Even if you try to sell iron, you still have to buy it!
Huang Bingyao gritted his teeth and said:
"how much is it?"

Lin Feng said calmly:
"Two million!"

Huang Bingyao's eyes almost popped out:
"so much?"

Lin Feng said with a smile:
"how?"

"Not much, right?"

"This message contains information about your police force."

"Information about the two black policemen."

"He's a black cop from Organized Crime and Triad Society."

"Imagine for yourself how serious this is?"

"Once this news leaks out, how much negative impact will it have on the public image of the police force that has been built up through public relations on various TV stations for a long time?"

The image of the police force was really terrible more than a decade ago. At that time, there was no one who was not corrupt from top to bottom.

As a result, the Hong Kong government had almost no trustworthy people available.

Finally, a decree had to be issued to pardon all police officers except some of the main criminals.

The image of the police at that time couldn’t be any darker.

It was the large number of police-themed TV dramas, police bulletin programs and other programs on Jade Channel that slowly reversed the image of the police.

If this image is damaged again, it will be a serious crisis for the police station.

Huang Bingyao's face changed.

Lin Feng acted as if he didn't see it and said slowly,
"I don't need to tell you what O Ji is, right?"

"The black police are there, and I don't need to tell you how dangerous it is."

"Once you are involved in the plan to arrest a dangerous person, a black police suddenly appears at this time, whether it is to tip off the criminals or to be more extreme to shoot them secretly..."

Huang Bingyao smiled bitterly and said:
"Mr. Lin, I actually don't like your current face as a successful businessman."

“It really pierces my heart.”

Chief Superintendent Wong Bing-yiu of Kowloon Police Headquarters felt bitter in his heart and astringent in his mouth.

Lin Feng attacked from both the big picture and the small details, and he couldn't resist at all.

Wong Bing-yiu is the Commissioner of Kowloon West Police Headquarters. The only people who are qualified to meet him on a daily basis are a few senior superintendents of police or the leaders of powerful operational departments such as Organized Crime and Triad Bureau.

They are all colleagues and confidants who work with me, so naturally I don’t want any harm to happen to them.

Huang Bingyao gritted his teeth and whispered:
"Mr. Lin, you have always been among the top three social donors to our police station."

"We also have a good cooperation, otherwise..."

Lin Feng asked with a smile:
"What else?"

Huang Bingyao gritted his teeth and begged for mercy:

"How about a discount?"

Lin Feng held back his laughter and said:

“It really should be discounted.”

"For the sake of the friendly atmosphere between us, I won't make things difficult for you."

"How about this, I'll give you a 50% discount, and you don't have to pay me directly. Just consider it as a donation to the police force."

Huang Bingyao was delighted, then saddened, and said with a wry smile:
"I'd better give you cash."

"The police force has its own rules. Donations must be recorded. I can't make the decision."

Lin Feng pouted:
"It's unnecessary."

However, this is the biggest concession Huang Bingyao can make.

Huang Bingyao was shocked and asked quickly:
"Mr. Lin, can you tell me the news?"

Lin Feng glared at him:
"What are you thinking about?"

"I haven't even seen the one million Hong Kong dollars yet, and I sold the news to you?"

"Call me tomorrow when you have raised the money."

Although Huang Bingyao was unwilling, he had no choice but to do so.

When Lin Feng was about to leave, he thought of something and suddenly said:

"Don't call me before noon tomorrow."

Huang Bingyao smiled bitterly and said:
"Is Mr. Lin busy tomorrow?"

Lin Feng rolled his eyes:
"I'm a gangster. Have you ever seen a gangster get up before 12 o'clock?"

"If there really is such a person, he is definitely incompetent."

Huang Bingyao was speechless, thinking to himself, what kind of gangster are you? Whose gangster files aren't a foot thick?

As for Lin Feng, he is extremely clean.

However, Huang Bingyao knew that it was because Lin Feng had been Liang Kun's bodyguard before and had never worked alone.

When I started working three years ago, I was still not yet eighteen years old.

If it follows the general law of growth, for example, someone like Lin Feng's boss Liang Kun would definitely have a room full of files. Who would have expected that this person is not an ordinary person at all.

How could a short mule who just hangs out in a gang ever think of starting a company?
This guy went.

That’s how Youwei Group came into being.

The result is that his file is not usually clean.

This gave O-Triad leader Li Sir a headache as he was keeping an eye on Hung Hing.

Fortunately, Lin Feng is different from ordinary thugs. He has extraordinary fighting skills, but he never uses them against ordinary citizens.

Sir Li once reported to Huang Bingyao that in Causeway Bay, ever since Lin Feng took charge, he had the best reputation according to secret investigation.

This was almost impossible, but Lin Feng managed to do it.

Young and Dangerous are hated by everyone, but Lin Feng's reputation is one of the best.

It’s simply outrageous!
Huang Bingyao had just felt it personally. When the owner of the food stall saw Lin Feng coming, he called him "Brother Feng" more intimately than anyone else, and he wasn't just pretending.

Huang Bingyao was ready to pay the bill when the boss said with a smile:

"Brother Feng has already paid the bill."

Huang Bingyao was really surprised:
"He can still pay the bill?"

The boss was very proud and held up a small bundle of money:
"Well, isn't that it?"

"Brother Feng is a very particular person. He is definitely a big shot."

"Ask around in Mong Kok and see how good Brother Feng's reputation is."

"How much is my meal? Every time Brother Feng gives me money, it's never less than 10,000 yuan."

Huang Bingyao was still in a daze when he returned to the police station.

Lin Feng is really different from ordinary gangsters.

Superintendent Chen Xinjian knocked on the door and came in:

"Sir, how's the news going?"

Huang Bingyao rubbed his temple:
"It's a headache. It's a real headache."

Chen Xinjian was quite disappointed:
"Didn't they reach an agreement?"

"Right."

"Lin Feng is a big shot in Mong Kok. He will not easily cooperate with our police force."

Huang Bingyao said in a muffled voice:
"Lin Feng agreed to sell the information to our police force."

Chen Xinjian lost his voice and said:

"He agreed?"

"What about the news?"

Huang Bingyao said dissatisfiedly:
"I don't have a million dollars in cash on me. If I don't see the cash, he won't sell it to me!"

what?
Chen Xinjian's eyes almost popped out:
"What kind of news costs a million?"

"This is our informant fee for one month."

"Is it too much?"

Huang Bingyao snorted coldly:
"Are you feeling distressed?"

Chen Xinjian smiled bitterly and said:

“It’s not a matter of feeling bad.”

"Everyone in our police force needs money, and our budget is tight..."

"One million is too much to buy just one piece of information."

Huang Bingyao said slowly:

“This message was originally intended to purchase the cause of Ni Kun’s death.”

"The murder of Ni Kun was masterminded by one person, planned by one person, and committed by one person."

"Two of the three were black police officers, and some were even in O-Triad."

"I also think that 1 million yuan is too expensive, so I'd better not buy it."

Chen Xinjian was startled and said quickly:
“Buy it, you must buy it!”

(End of this chapter)