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

Chapter 306: Thousands of Miles to Become an Official Just for Money (Seeking Monthly Tickets at the Beginning of the Month)
George was stunned by Cunningham's confession.
He couldn't imagine that a descendant of a famous family in the empire, and a brigadier general at that, would speak like this. It was completely beyond his expectations.
Cunningham smiled when he saw George's expression:

"You are the Chief Superintendent of the Special Branch of the Police Station. Why do you look like this?"

"Don't you have any contact with people from Hong Kong?"

"There's an old saying here: one becomes an official only for money."

“We didn’t come to Hong Kong to serve the locals.”

“We make money.”

George thought to himself, even if he went back to his hometown, the civil servants didn't serve the locals.

Cunningham said bluntly:

“Hong Kong is not ours. Maybe we once had the chance to own it, but it is not ours after all.”

"Unfortunately, we only have governance but not sovereignty."

"Mrs. Thatcher's fall directly destroyed our idea of ​​owning this pearl of the Orient."

“So, don’t even think about serving the people of Hong Kong.”

"There are only two types of people who come to Hong Kong. One type is those who have no hope of promotion in their hometown of Angsa and can only retire here."

"What about the other one?"

"It's just like me, who treats this as a shift change and will be promoted once he returns."

Cunningham spoke candidly, even casually.

George couldn't help asking:
"General, you will be a real general when you return. Aren't you going to do something?"

Cunningham was amused by George's words:
"I know your identity. You are an elite from the Military Intelligence Bureau."

"But, are your thoughts the same as those of the elites of the Military Intelligence Agency?"

"It's a little too childish."

George was choked to death.

Cunningham said calmly:

"I'm not criticizing you. I'm just giving you a little life advice as an elder."

"For people like us, there is only one way to achieve great things - war."

George was silent for a moment.

Cunningham has this to say:
"What does war need? Money!"

"Angsa fought a small island in Falkland Islands for only 49 days, and the country was almost bankrupt."

"Otherwise, you wouldn't have received that kind of order."

"Ansa couldn't even take down a tiny Pampas Eagle, and you still want to face your hometown?"

"Heh, don't tell me you don't know our history with our hometown."

George remained silent.

As an elite of the Military Intelligence Bureau, how could he not know this history even if others didn't?
It is precisely because he knows that history that he feels that war with his hometown is impossible.

Not to mention Angsa's hometown, even Amei, the most powerful member of the Angsa family, does not dare to go to war with his hometown.

The reason is simple. The two wars around my hometown were both disastrous defeats!

It's not a failure, it's a miserable failure!

How can Angsa get the confidence to compete with his hometown?

That's like seeking death.

If the Falklands War almost bankrupted the government, if a war broke out with the hometown, it would not be a matter of bankruptcy. It is possible that there would be several changes of government.

It's not like this kind of thing hasn't happened before.

George suddenly understood Cunningham. He was a brigadier general from a famous family with a bright future, but he was placed in such a place, unable to move and could not go anywhere.

So what else can you do besides trying every possible way to make money?
Cunningham looked at him curiously:
"Hey, you actually understood?"

George was puzzled:

"Is this difficult to understand?"

Cunningham shrugged.

"I know a little about the methods used by your Military Intelligence Bureau to control people. It's probably just drugs and brainwashing, advocating Anglo-Saxon Empire..."

"It's fucking hilarious. The British Empire disintegrated after the end of World War II. There are still many people in the Ansa family who are immersed in the afterglow of the past and don't even know their own weight."

George was stunned.

The first time he heard Lin Feng reveal the secrets of their Military Intelligence Bureau, he was so excited that he wanted to hit someone.

Now hearing this again, George was too tired to complain.

"Does everyone know the methods of our Military Intelligence Bureau?"

Cunningham shook his head slightly:
"What's that?"

"The methods used by the military intelligence agencies in this world are almost universal."

"Of course we don't know about the red side, but it seems to be the same in our Ansa family."

"There's nothing strange about it."

"Your secretary...did you use some tricks on her?"

"This guy has a big sexy ass, but unfortunately, it's not something I can touch."

George remained silent.

The silence was deafening.

No wonder Cunningham looked at Elizabeth with a burning gaze but without any emotion at all.

How can others use something with confidence if it has been tampered with?

Cunningham glanced at him.
"I feel like you can communicate now."

"Honestly speaking, my goal in coming to Hong Kong is to make a fortune."

"After I return to Ansa, I will need a lot of money to manage things."

"The cost of living in the Fog City is very high. It is not easy to maintain the dignity of a nobleman."

“And this is a great place to make a fortune.”

George couldn't help but say:

"General, you can certainly cover the sky with one hand here, but aren't you afraid that someone in our headquarters will find out?"

Cunningham shrugged.

"Being careful will always be okay."

"But what if they find out?"

"Do you know what happened a few years ago?"

George's heart trembled.

Cunningham said to himself:
"In a large country overseas, there was a general who made so much money that he couldn't even hide it."

“The ministry couldn’t stand it anymore, so it sent an imperial commissioner to the state to investigate.”

"Guess what?"

George just remained silent, he understood this matter.

The imperial envoy was inspecting a place when he had a car accident and died in an "accident".

The investigation naturally came to nothing.

Cunningham laughed:
"It looks like you know."

George sighed heavily.

"General, let's get down to business."

Cunningham said seriously:

"I'm talking about business. My business is making money."

"If there's no way to make money, then it doesn't make any sense to me."

Cunningham spoke so brazenly that George felt suffocated.

The other party did not try to hide his intentions at all, and it was obvious that he did not care whether George reported the meeting back to the Military Intelligence Bureau.

George let out a bitter smile.

He had no way to do anything to Cunningham, as he was from a famous naval family. If he really reported Cunningham, his trip would probably be terminated immediately, and his future would naturally be cut short.

This is the naked reality.

Cunningham smiled and said:

"George, you asked me to come here, you don't want to tell me other messed up things, right?"

George immediately said:
"Of course not."

Cunningham snorted coldly:

"Better not."

"Honestly, it's too boring here. Even chatting with those people who came from Angsa is boring."

George smiled and said:
"We are not in the same circle and have no common interests, so naturally we can't talk to each other."

Cunningham exclaimed:

"You're absolutely right."

"Yes, those guys are in Ansa's hometown. They have to beg for help if they want to see me."

"But this is Hong Kong, so I just had to meet them to kill some time."

George immediately asked:

"I wonder who the general has been meeting with for the longest time?"

Cunningham shrugged.

"The officials of the Governor's Mansion, the heads of the three departments and thirteen bureaus."

"It's boring anyway. If they are willing to flatter me, I will naturally give them some face and just treat it as a circus performance."

The corner of George's mouth twitched.

At this moment, he deeply felt what the class gap was.

His last name was Cunningham, and he had been born in Rome, but he was desperately trying to get to Rome.

Cunningham laughed:
"There are benefits to socializing with those people. For example, Johnny Wang's base is built inside the morgue of Mingxin Hospital. I couldn't do it without the help of those guys."

"Johnny Wang is a really good guy. He helped me make a lot of money."

"Unfortunately, he was arrested by the Hong Kong police and is no longer alive."

George said hurriedly:
"General, please believe me, it was not me who did it."

Cunningham smiled and shook his head:

"I know you didn't do it, otherwise you wouldn't dare come to me."

"If you were an idiot, you wouldn't be where you are now."

"Okay, I've been honest enough, now it's your turn."

Cunningham suddenly sat up straight and asked with a cold smile,

"What gift did you bring me that you took the trouble to see me?"

George suddenly felt suffocated, and he had a strong premonition that if he could not answer, or if his answer was not to Cunningham's liking, he might have to stay here forever.

George just felt absurd.

I encountered this kind of thing when I went to see Lin Feng last night. Today, I had to face this matter again when I asked to see the garrison commander of my ancestral family.

What on earth is going on in Hong Kong?
However, he dared not not answer the other party's question.

"General, I brought great sincerity."

"Those guys who flatter you probably didn't tell you that they were part of a secret society." Cunningham disagreed:
"Isn't this thing called secret societies normal?"

"There are too many secret societies in Hong Kong. There are also many secret societies in our hometown of Angsa."

"As long as it doesn't prevent me from making money, any secret society is none of my business."

George suddenly laughed and said:

"So what about the secret groups that earn hundreds of millions of dollars a year?"

Cunningham was startled and looked at George suspiciously:

"what are you saying?"

George said seriously:
"Golden Club!"

Cunningham stood up suddenly and walked to George:

"Do you have information about that club?"

George was overwhelmed by Cunningham's momentum and quickly stood up and opened the scroll he carried with him:
"This is the information about the Gold Club."

Cunningham snatched it away, and as soon as he opened the first page, his pupils suddenly shrank.

Written on it is the information of the main core members of the Golden Club.

Cunningham flipped through the pages quickly, almost completely immersing himself in it.

George felt relieved a little, looking at Cunningham's expression, he felt that this was a sure thing.

After reading it quickly, Cunningham asked in a deep voice:

"Have you investigated me?"

George told him:
"General, actually our ideas are the same, we both want to make money."

"My boss's order to me is to make money."

"And I'm not going to disobey my superiors' orders."

Cunningham understood:
"You have to do the work assigned by your boss well, and by the way, you also have to seek some benefits for yourself."

George smiled:

"General, you are so wise."

Cunningham pointed to the file and said:
"Why move them?"

"Given your position, I don't think you have a chance of defeating them."

George said seriously:
"I definitely can't do it on my own."

"But isn't the general here?"

Cunningham was puzzled:

"But why should I deal with them?"

"Although these guys don't have deep connections in Angsa, in Hong Kong, you can say they are all local tyrants."

George smiled and said:
"I found some information. There was a small misunderstanding between the general and them."

Cunningham snorted.

George said seriously:
"I'm not trying to sow discord between the two parties. The key point is that there are real interests involved."

Cunningham asked:
"How much benefit?"

George said mysteriously:
"Wealth that can make people rich overnight!"

Cunningham said with a smile:

"Do you think the silver paper was blown here by the wind?"

"What kind of business can make people rich overnight? Before, Johnny Wang's team didn't make me rich overnight either."

George said seriously:
"I know about this."

"Logically speaking, Johnny Wang's lair is extremely sophisticated. The key is the location. No one would have thought that the morgue of Mingxin Hospital is their base."

“But something unexpected happened.”

"I also found a record that a warehouse not far from the station had a fire that inexplicably started and burned a lot of weapons."

Cunningham said with a smile:

"So what? Are you going to report me to your boss?"

George waved his hands repeatedly:

"No no no!"

"I mean, I came here with sincerity."

"It's not normal for Johnny Wang's base to leak, and it's not normal for that base to have a fire."

“There must be a powerful third party involved.”

"Otherwise, they wouldn't have been exposed."

"Don't worry, General. I have collected all the files on those two cases and burned them in a fire."

Cunningham looked at him with a half-smile:
"You are really bold and reckless."

George said seriously:
"No, I am defending the interests of the Empire."

"There are certain things you can't say to anyone, no matter who they are."

Cunningham smiled and put the file away:

"Show me the benefit. I can't see what the benefit is from this file."

George suddenly asked:

"Does the General know the Grand Duke Andrew?"

Cunningham was particularly dismissive:
"The Duke of the Empire is usually inherited from a meritorious family. Andre just bought the position with money."

"In the aristocratic circle, he has always been looked down upon."

"We usually don't associate with him because we're afraid of being embarrassed."

"This guy was ordered to patrol Hong Kong, but he was attacked twice. This is enough to prove our judgment."

"This guy is a hopeless case."

"a shame."

George shrugged.

"Grand Duke Andrei will never agree with you."

Cunningham was particularly dismissive:
"I'm not even interested in chatting him up."

George smiled and said:
"General, you may not know that this guy, who you think is useless, almost received 50 million pounds."

Cunningham sat up straight:
"What did you say?"

George sighed:

"As you know, I am the Chief Superintendent of the Special Branch of the Police Department, and I am in charge of the G4 special police."

"When Archduke Andre came to Hong Kong, I sent G4 out immediately."

"However, Archduke Andrei bypassed the protection of the bodyguards and G4 twice and walked out on his own."

"He's not looking for novelty, let alone beauty."

"He's after fifty million pounds!"

Cunningham stroked his chin and narrowed his eyes:

"interesting!"

"Someone gave him 50 million pounds to open up some connections?"

"Who is so generous?"

"You have so much money, isn't it better to give it to me than to give it to Andre, a loser?"

George shrugged.

"You can take a guess."

Cunningham frowned and said:

"Don't tell me it's these guys from the Gold Club."

"If they have access to such a large sum of money at any time, I don't want to cause myself trouble."

That's 50 million pounds!
George chuckled and said:
"no!"

Cunningham breathed a sigh of relief, but frowned again:
"Then why did you give me such a file?"

George sighed:

"Because this guy is one of our targets."

"He is now colluding with the people from the Gold Club and wants to get involved in a huge project."

Cunningham frowned and said:

"What project?"

George had already taken the initiative in the conversation, so he sat casually and said calmly:

“Expansion project in Sham Shui Po.”

"According to estimates, the Sham Shui Po project will cost US$300 million."

"Once the expansion is successful, the annual revenue will be more than 100 million US dollars."

Cunningham gasped:
“Such a big project?”

At this moment, this project would be a super large project even in Angsa.

George chuckled and said:
"If we allow the Golden Club to join forces with this mysterious guy, we will not be able to take any action against them."

“Money is a fascinating thing. When the amount of money reaches a certain level, just talking about it can scare people to death.”

"so……"

Cunningham said coldly:

"Then just don't let them complete this project."

"I have some grievances with the Gold Club, and I want to get them back."

"However, we are all gentlemen of Ansa, so we shouldn't use rude methods."

"That's good. Don't they like Sham Shui Po?"

"Then just fill the sea with cement!"

George was shocked:
"General, no!"

Cunningham was puzzled:

"why?"

George smiled bitterly:

"You're making too much noise."

Cunningham laughed:
"So what? That Sir Taiping Li is just a local from Hong Kong."

"The second-in-command of the Security Bureau and the ICAC is dead if he's dead."

"Does the Governor dare to question me?"

George cursed inwardly. At this moment, he deeply understood what it meant to be a scholar meeting a soldier.

The guy in front of me is actually also from the Ansa nobles?

That's too rude.

George had to say:
"The mysterious man who can cooperate with the Gold Club is a wealthy man."

Cunningham's eyes narrowed slightly.

(End of this chapter)