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

Chapter 316 A Dish
After seeing Elizabeth off, Fang Ting asked Lin Feng in surprise:

"Brother Feng, have you attacked this wealthy man?"

Lin Feng shrugged and said calmly:

"Of course."

"I will never forget the hatred between the rich man and my father-in-law."

"My father-in-law has passed away, and I am here to avenge him."

Fang Ting was so moved,

"Brother Feng, thanks to you."

"If it were up to us siblings alone, we wouldn't dare to think of such a thing."

Lin Feng expressed his understanding.

"After all, you didn't know about the feud between the rich man and my father-in-law before, so naturally you don't understand the hatred between the two families."

"Besides, the tycoon is still a tycoon after all. There aren't many people in Hong Kong who dare to take action against him."

Fang Ting nodded seriously.

Not just a few, there are hardly any at all.

Zhuo Ziqiang is a desperado who ran away after extortion and kidnapping.

Everyone else still has to live in Hong Kong, who dares to have any improper thoughts about the rich man?
That is unthinkable.

Fang Ting said excitedly:
"Brother Feng, we have already started to absorb chips today. Taotao analyzed that if it is operated well, it will take 200 million Hong Kong dollars."

Lin Feng then handed her the check:
"Think of this as funds in your small treasury."

Fang Ting took it in astonishment and said in a lost voice:

"Five million pounds?"

"Isn't that more than 50 million Hong Kong dollars?"

Lin Feng smiled and said:

"Yes, that's it."

"But this is the first installment. George still owes me 25 million pounds. I'm waiting for him to pay me back."

Fang Ting was horrified:

"Twenty-five million pounds? That white police inspector?"

"Why does he have to come out?"

Lin Feng disagreed:

"I don't care how he pays me back, he has to pay me the money he owes me."

"You don't have to worry about not being able to pay me back. Didn't you see that he just owed me money yesterday and sent me a check today?"

Fang Ting lost her voice and said:
"Did you really go to the rich man to ask for it?"

Lin Feng smiled and nodded:

"That's right."

Fang Ting was stunned!
Lin Feng explained:
"The tycoon secretly bribed Archduke Andre, and the total amount of bribes was 50 million pounds. He could take out so much money for bribes, so he naturally had more money for business."

Fang Ting was more and more surprised:
"How could a tycoon come up with so much money?"

Lin Feng answered decisively:
"Of course!"

He stored both the first and second sums of silver paper into the space.

No one understands it better than Lin Feng.

"Now that the rich man has the upper hand in someone else's hands, he naturally needs to feed them well. Otherwise, it will be a problem whether he can get out."

Fang Ting suddenly said:
"Brother Feng, this was planned by you, right?"

Lin Feng smiled and said:
“Of course I designed it.”

"I told you a long time ago that I won't let the rich man go."

"I never engage in verbal battles."

"Unless it's a physical blow."

"Otherwise, what if they want to fight back?"

"If I can kill him with one blow, I will never use two blows."

"It's just that the rich man doesn't know now that I did it."

"He won't know what role I played in it for a long time."

"I would like to appear in front of him openly, but unfortunately, our current strength is still a little weak..."

"But, give me some time. I must appear before him in a fair and open manner."

"When the time comes, it will be time for me to launch a general attack."

Lin Feng's style has always been to plan before acting. Once he appears in front of someone, he will launch a fatal blow.

Fang Ting hugged him tightly:
"Brother Feng, it's great that you have this intention. He is a very wealthy man."

Lin Feng disagreed.

"How about the rich man?"

"Isn't it just two shoulders carrying one head?"

"It's just that there's a little more money."

Fang Ting said nothing.

Is it a big deal to have more money?

It’s amazing how much money it has!
In Hong Kong, money makes the world go round.

As long as you have money, you can do almost anything you want.

Lin Feng comforted:
"In fact, you shouldn't think that the rich man is so terrible. He is just a rich man."

"When someone is really able to hurt him, he is more obedient than anyone else."

Fang Ting didn't believe it.

Lin Feng shrugged:

"The tycoon may be very scary in the eyes of ordinary people, but after he gave the table strong 1.4 billion, in my eyes, he is not that scary."

"The rich man doesn't have the courage to burn his boats, nor is he willing to give up his wealth. This is his weakness."

“This isn’t what a self-made generation should look like.”

Fang Ting's face was full of question marks:
"The rich are just one generation, right?"

Lin Feng smiled:
“He’s not even a generation.”

"It's at most a generation and a half."

Fang Ting thought about it and nodded.

The rich man’s success was certainly due to his own efforts, but the help of his uncle and father-in-law was also indispensable.

"Perhaps because of this, he did not have the determination to burn his boats."

Lin Feng said leisurely,
"Which of the real generation didn't crawl out of business wars?"

"It's like a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, but it's not far off."

"Take me and the boss as an example."

"Even if you set up a stall selling fish balls on the street, you have to pay protection fees..."

Fang Ting interrupted him quickly:
"There's no comparison between selling fish balls on the roadside and real business wars."

Lin Feng then changed his statement:

"There's none?"

"I was targeted when I did my first business. If the society hadn't supported me, how many stores of our opponents would we have destroyed?"

Fang Ting's eyes widened:

"what?"

Lin Feng smiled and said:

"In this world, decent people who want to get things done need a backer."

"Where can a generation that has made its fortune from scratch find support?"

"Then naturally we have to share our own interests."

“Those with bad luck will just work for others for nothing, while those with better luck will gradually take back their shares and slowly grow bigger.”

Fang Ting couldn't help but ask:
“Which type are the super-rich?”

Lin Feng mocked:
"He sold himself out. He is no longer a member of the old family."

Fang Ting was silent for a while:

"Onsa people?"

Lin Feng said with a smile:
"if not."

"Don't worry, people like this are nothing to be afraid of for us."

Fang Ting was terrified when she thought of the size of the rich man:
"But……"

Lin Feng shook his head:
"Nothing to worry about."

He said meaningfully,

"With this check, it remains to be seen whether the rich man can come back."

Fang Ting's eyes were wider than ever.

Lin Feng just smiled and touched her head, feeling it was extremely amusing.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he was very much looking forward to the ending of Rich Man.

Elizabeth returned from the Lin Mansion to the garrison base.

"Sir, Mr. Lin asked me to tell you that the grandson of that old devil Tsukamoto-do, Tsukamoto Eiji, has mobilized the Tsukamoto family's assassins. They want to seize the family fund."

George said irritably:
"Why should I care about the old devil's business?"

"I don't know what to do with my current situation... Wait, you said that it was Lin Sheng who told you what you just said?"

Elizabeth nodded obediently. She had a lot of questions to ask George, but after thinking about it, she decided not to provoke her obviously irritable boss.

George's eyes suddenly lit up, and after thinking for a moment, he clapped his hands suddenly:

"Wonderful!"

Elizabeth was extremely puzzled.

George stood up and laughed:

“It’s really wonderful!”

"I'll go find General Cunningham right away."

He actually turned and left.

Elizabeth stared in amazement as her chief left, completely puzzled.

George came to Cunningham's office in a hurry:
"General!"

Cunningham was staring at a check. When he heard George come in, he smiled and said without looking up:
"George, come on, sit down!"

"Ten million pounds, it's a fascinating little thing."

“It would be nice if there were a few more.”

George immediately said:
"General, we have already figured out this guy's bottom line. Let alone 15 million pounds, he will have to give it even if it's 150 million pounds."

Cunningham laughed:
"You are right. The rich man is very powerful, but he does not have the courage to fight to the death. Therefore, his wealth is our wealth."

“But, there is a problem.”

George was puzzled:
"what is the problem?"

Cunningham frowned:

"What should we do with this guy?"

George was stunned:

"We haven't squeezed the rich man dry yet, how can we make him leave?"

Cunningham shook his head.

"No, no, no, that's not what I meant."

"It's easy to squeeze him dry. What I'm talking about is how to deal with it afterwards."

George smiled:
"That must be to eliminate the Golden Club."

Cunningham thought for a moment and said:
"That's inevitable, the problem is..."

"How do you do it?"

"You know, the rich man is a big shot, we can't detain this guy for too long." "Besides, you know, we must have a legitimate reason."

George smiled:
"There are many reasons. Isn't it enough to just say that he was involved in the attack on Archduke Andrei?"

Cunningham thought for a moment and said:
"That's a good reason, but you have to know that old Andre is a weakling."

"If the guys from the Gold Club take tough measures against him, he will give in and betray us all."

George shrugged.

"That was Archduke Andrew."

Cunningham didn't understand for a moment.

George smiled bitterly and said:
"General, you don't have to look at Grand Duke Andre from your perspective. After all, he is also the Grand Duke of Anza."

"In Hong Kong, it is simply invincible."

Cunningham sneered:
"Andre... is he considered invincible?"

But he already understood what George meant.

That's right.

In his eyes, Grand Duke Andre was an insignificant person.

But it’s different in the eyes of others.

He is the Duke of Ansa.

Who the hell would have nothing better to do than to cause trouble for a Grand Duke?

Apart from Cunningham, no one else is so brave.

The Golden Club still has some strength in Hong Kong, but these people are no match for Ang.

Cunningham knocked on the table.

"That's not enough!"

George shrugged.

"It's just a formality."

Cunningham turned serious:
"Yes, the procedure must be followed."

"I need you to help me openly."

George smiled and said:
"It's my pleasure, General."

Cunningham was very satisfied:
"I'll support you and let you handle this matter."

"There is only one request, to resolve this matter cleanly and efficiently."

"The rich man is a big fat sheep. As long as we can squeeze him dry, we won't have to worry about our lives anymore."

George said solemnly:
"The big money is already on the table."

"But General, I just inquired about something."

Cunningham frowned slightly:
"George, I need you to understand that eating this fat sheep is our most important thing."

"Don't let other things affect your judgment."

George whispered:
"The rich man is Mr. Shen's man."

Cunningham was startled, then smiled coldly:
"What are you afraid of?"

"Grand Duke Andre is a very useful bargaining chip. If Mr. Shen wants to cause trouble, let him try."

"But you have to be quick!"

"We have to deal with the wealthy locals. Otherwise, if things get out of hand, it will be bad for us."

George understood.

What does it mean to make a big deal out of something?
Is it considered a big deal if everyone in Hong Kong knows about it?
It doesn’t count!
So what counts as a big fuss?
The Ansa headquarters knew about it and discussed it, which is called a big fuss.

Cunningham thought for a moment:

"I'll ask that old guy Andre to help as well."

George's mouth opened wide:
"Archduke Andrei is also contributing?"

Cunningham snorted coldly:

"The main reason he suffers is that he doesn't work hard, so it's hard for us to get things done."

"I will ask him to write a letter to the Ansa headquarters right away."

"I'm determined to eat this fat sheep from the rich man!"

George smiled and said:
"It will be as you wish."

The more Cunningham looked at George, the more satisfied he became:
"Just do your work with confidence. The profit sharing will remain the same as before, 60% for me and 40% for you."

"I'm not that idiot Andre who only wants to eat for himself and doesn't even trust the people around him."

"If he had trusted his men, he wouldn't have ended up like this."

George said loudly:
"I am willing to serve the general."

Cunningham clapped his hands and said:

"Once we get authorization from the headquarters, we can give it a try."

"What kind of golden club is this? We need to destroy it first."

George immediately said:
"General, I want to go out and do something."

Cunningham asked:
"What's the matter?"

George smiled and said:
"Find us a backup plan."

Cunningham was slightly startled:
"Backhand?"

George suddenly asked seriously:
"General, do you think we should let the rich man go?"

Cunningham sighed:
"If you squeeze him dry, you must let him go."

George shook his head.
"No!"

“No matter how weak a rich man is, he is still a rich man.”

Cunningham was startled:
"what do you mean?"

George looked extremely serious:

"General, the rich man is the richest man in Hong Kong after all, we can't let him go."

Cunningham frowned and said:

"If we don't let him go, we won't be able to explain ourselves."

George said seriously:
"We have offended a very wealthy man, right?"

Cunningham laughed:
"If that's not an offense, then I don't know what is."

George clapped his hands and said:
“Yes!”

"Since we have offended a wealthy man, how can we let him get away so easily?"

"Once we let him go, with his financial resources, if he uses money to lobby the authorities, we will be in trouble."

Cunningham groaned in silence.

Yes, damn rich people will always use their money to influence the authorities, and in the Western world, this is unavoidable.

But they succeed most of the time.

George's eyes were as sharp as a knife:

"Since we have done it, we must kill it with one blow. If we fail to kill the snake, we will only leave trouble for the future."

Cunningham suddenly asked:
"Those files have been taken away by the Security Bureau. Now, what can you do?"

George smiled:
"If I were just an ordinary chief superintendent, there would be nothing I could do."

"Unfortunately, I am not an ordinary chief superintendent. I am also a member of the Ansa Military Intelligence Bureau. As long as I report to the headquarters, I will naturally be authorized."

"Once we have the authorization from our headquarters, the Security Bureau or ICAC will not be an obstacle for us."

"in addition……"

Cunningham frowned and said:

"What else?"

George was extremely serious:

“We have to take the initiative.”

"It's normal that the Gold Club hasn't received any news from the rich man after a day has passed."

“But we can’t expect them to never get the news.”

"After all, the Security Bureau and the ICAC are not vegetarians."

"We have to be prepared."

Cunningham nodded slowly:
"Makes sense!"

George said fiercely:
"We have to strike first."

Cunningham smiled bitterly:

“This is not easy to operate.”

George's expression was very calm:
"As long as you have the will, how can it be difficult to operate?"

Cunningham's heart moved:
"Do you have someone to blame?"

George said seriously:
"Have!"

Cunningham was surprised:

"Really?"

George said seriously:
"Really!"

Cunningham laughed, took out a box of cigars and threw one to George:
"Cuban cigars, one hundred dollars a piece."

"I know you like this."

“I didn’t expect that such a small place like Hong Kong would sell authentic Cuban cigars.”

"Tell me, what do you think?"

George said seriously:
"It's not surprising to say the least."

"The rich can't stay."

“Victoria Bay is where he belongs.”

Cunningham laughed:
"You are really cruel."

George shook his head.
"It's not that I'm cruel, but if I let him go, I'll be the one who'll suffer."

Cunningham said bluntly:

"Not only you, but I feel bad too."

George smiled:
"So he deserves to die!"

Cunningham shrugged.

"Of course he deserved to die, but the problem is that we have to give the public an explanation."

George smiled and said:

"There are three candidates for the blame."

Cunningham was surprised:

"There are three candidates for the blame?"

"So much?"

George explained:
"The first one is Zhong Yi Xin. They are a bunch of lunatics. They have done almost all the bad things. There is nothing wrong with putting the blame on them."

Cunningham was speechless:

"The destructive power of these guys is also extremely great."

"But that's true. For a club, it's appropriate for them to take the blame."

George added:

"The second one is the Gold Club."

Cunningham was confused by George's idea:
"Golden Club? Isn't that a force that the rich cooperate with?"

George nodded:
"That's right, but you also said that they are in a cooperative relationship, not a subordinate relationship."

Cunningham was slightly startled.

George smiled and said:
"The Gold Club coveted the rich man's wealth, and suddenly they became greedy and poisoned him. Isn't that normal?"

"Their cooperation was never meant to be seen in the open."

"Who would have thought that there was a deputy director of the Security Bureau and a deputy commissioner of the ICAC in the Gold Club?"

(End of this chapter)