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

Chapter 373 Plans can't keep up with changes.
"Not urgent!"

After some thought, Cunningham decided to postpone his original plan.

"Thunder Security's involvement is a very troublesome matter."

"If our people accidentally provoke Thunder Security, it will be a real problem."

"Now that Thunder Security is in charge, what's wrong with letting them fight against the big tycoons?"

"We can just watch the show from the sidelines."

George nodded in agreement.

But in his heart he thought, what is this? They talk so nicely, but they're just afraid of Thunder Security.

Thunder Security's strength forced Cunningham to change his plans, leaving George truly helpless.

Despite his outward criticism of the old men in the Fog City who reminisce about the British Empire, Cunningham himself is actually one of the biggest supporters of the British Empire theory.

The difference between the two is that Cunningham was more pragmatic and wanted to restore the glory of the British Empire through practical actions.

Reality simply left him in a sorry state.

Having learned a series of lessons, George had long since abandoned his illusions of the "sun never sets" glory.

"Revitalize Ansar?"

"Will I get a single dollar out of those five billion Hong Kong dollars?"

"That's a matter for noble gentlemen, what does it have to do with a lowly agent like me?"

"With this job, I'd rather find more money!"

George secretly made up his mind.

How could Cunningham have known that George was thinking this way?

"George, you must tell Loyalty and Trust not to let them launch a swift attack."

George smiled wryly:
“I will tell them.”

"However, General, the triads in Hong Kong are not easy to control."

George didn't initially choose loyalty and faith.

Everyone in the martial arts world knows that the loyal, righteous, and trustworthy people are a bunch of lunatics.

They are arrogant and stubborn.

Traditional gangs would avoid the police and refrain from following orders.

They dared to stand up to even the police.

The weird thing is, they often win.

Ordinary police stations are no match for them.

This made Zhongyixin even more stubborn and self-willed.

If it weren't for the free white powder, George really wouldn't have dared to contact them. Who knows if these lunatics would even give him face?

George initially chose New Union, which was really easy to manage.

Pity……

Cunningham glanced at George, who was already prepared to be criticized.

Unexpectedly, the other party said:

"Hong Kong's triads are very troublesome."

"I encountered it when I was developing Johnny's."

"They are true outlaws."

Cunningham's lips twitched slightly, which greatly surprised George:
"General, Johnny Wang doesn't even give you face?"

Cunningham shrugged:

"These guys are all desperados. There's only one thing that can make them obey... money!"

"As long as you can make them money, you're a good brother."

"Otherwise, it's all for nothing."

George was helpless.

It seems that's really the case.

"Anyway, the police station provides free drugs. Wouldn't it be better to use something free to get a powerful subordinate?"

George smiled wryly:
"It was okay before, but now it's going to be tough."

Cunningham frowned and said:

"what happened?"

The matter of white powder is crucial to whether or not loyalty and trust can be bought off; this is a very important matter.

George sighed:

"Isn't he already a member of a very wealthy family?"

Cunningham's Strange Path:
"Even the super-rich lose their fans?"

George was speechless, and he wanted to look at Cunningham with the eyes of someone looking at an idiot... At this moment, George's filter for the noblemen of the Fog City shattered completely.

"The wealthy are causing traffic jams, and the police station staff are almost always busy."

"As far as I know, apart from the O-Division in each police station, almost all the police officers are used for maintaining order."

"Drug enforcement is a long-term task that requires a significant amount of police resources."

“At Organized Crime and Triad Bureau (OCTB) now, one person is doing the work of three.”

Criminals won't become docile just because a wealthy person causes trouble.

On the contrary, taking advantage of someone's misfortune is their style.

O is working non-stop.

If they encounter those heinous cases, they will have to seek outside help.

Fortunately, Lin Feng has always been reliable; otherwise, the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau (OCTB) might have been exhausted.

Cunningham sighed:
"A single move can have far-reaching consequences... There's nothing we can do about it."

"However, under no circumstances should we launch the plan now."

"The young tycoon still has a net worth of 3 billion Hong Kong dollars. The big men have already sent word that they must take advantage of him completely."

"Just bear with it."

What could George say?
We have no choice but to endure it!

Seeing the troubled look on George's face, Cunningham immediately offered a consolation:
“I spoke with the head of the family about you, and he was very satisfied with your performance.”

Are you married?

"When you return to Chongqing for your work report, you can go and meet our Cunningham socialites."

George was overjoyed:

"Thank you, General!"

Marrying Cunningham was the best option for George.

Becoming a nobleman is neither easy nor difficult.

If you have enough silver, the government will award you various medals.

If you are rich enough, the government might even send you to the House of Lords—a hereditary position.

In addition, there was the option of marriage alliances with high-ranking nobles.

With just a little manipulation, becoming a nobleman is a sure thing.

Why was George unhappy?
Cunningham was very satisfied with George's reaction:
"Do your job well."

"As long as we return to the Fog City, I will make sure you get your share of the benefits."

George left with a big smile on his face.

Back in his office, George's smile faded.

Elizabeth was filled with doubt and suspicion:

"Sir, you don't seem to be in a good mood?"

George sneered:
"Someone painted a rosy picture for me."

"I saw through it."

"I can't argue with this person, how can I be in a good mood?"

Elizabeth's mouth dropped open.
"Is the general just making empty promises to you?"

George shrugged and, without hiding anything from Elizabeth, recounted the whole story.

Elizabeth frowned and said:
"This is quite a substantial piece of cake..."

"Sir, I don't think this is just empty promises."

"It might be true."

George smiled and said:
"What you say makes sense; it could very well be true."

"But so what?"

"Me, a lowly military intelligence agent, getting married to a noble lady... Where in the world do you find so many good things?"

Would a young lady take a liking to a poor boy like me?

"It's just a trick to coax a fool into working."

"You really think you're that easy to fool?"

Elizabeth sincerely said:
"You are wise, sir."

George waved his hand:
"I'm not wise, I'm just realistic."

"In the Western world, the best way to achieve upward social mobility is to become rich."

"As long as you have money, nobility and fame are within your grasp."

"But what good is an ancestral title if you have no money?"

"It's nothing but a laughing stock."

Elizabeth looked at George with stars in her eyes.

"Isa, how are the police's anti-drug operations going this month?"

Elizabeth smiled wryly:
"It's not going very well; we're short-staffed."

"Compared to last month, it's a full half less."

"The gap is huge."

George frowned.

The happiest people when the super-rich do this are the shady gangs that make money through illegal means.

The members of the club love this kind of atmosphere right now.

The more chaotic the situation, the greater their opportunity to make money.

The same applies to those that jump from gray to powder.

The greater the pressure, the better their business.

Naturally, the demand for white flour will increase.

"Fortunately, our cooperation with Chung Yi Shin is still in its early stages."

"Just let them take a break."

Elizabeth nodded in agreement.

"How about the Golden Club?"

Elizabeth frowned and said:
"Our movements are restricted to the garrison. The situation is turbulent. Even if I return to the police station, it's only to pick up heroin... We really can't keep up with the surveillance of the Golden Club."

George shook his head inwardly; this was the downside of setting up an office in a military camp.

It's safe now.

It's inevitable that they'll become disconnected from the Governor's Mansion.

This is why Cunningham chose Johnny Wong as his agent in the first place.

"It's okay, let's take it one step at a time."

"We ultimately have an advantage."

Elizabeth nodded repeatedly.

Yes, they do have advantages after all.

Just the fact that Cunningham is on their side is enough.

In the distant, foggy city, the young tycoon almost lost his mind!

boom!
He smashed the precious bone china to pieces.

"Get me a call from Master Shen." The servant dared not delay and immediately went to do it.

"Ms. Shen, I'm sorry to disturb your rest!"

The young tycoon's voice wasn't very polite.

"But I'm really anxious here."

"It's been half a month now, and we've spent a lot of money, but we haven't gotten a single useful piece of information."

"What went wrong?"

Shen Daban was woken up in the middle of the night and felt extremely annoyed.

"Couldn't you have called me at a more opportune time?"

"If you want to make a call, you have to choose a time that is convenient for the other party."

The young tycoon glanced at the foggy weather outside the window and realized something was wrong.
"I'm sorry, Uncle Shen, I was wrong."

Shen Daban asked:
"How many people did you meet? How much money did you spend?"

The young tycoon was instantly enraged:

“Uncle Shen, I have already met with more than thirty nobles.”

"I've seen quite a few earls and marquises."

"Two billion has already been spent."

"But they didn't give me a single definite answer."

Shen Daban was somewhat surprised:
"Have you been scammed? There are only twenty-eight dukes in the empire, and you've met more than thirty?"

The young tycoon explained:

"Not a duke, but a nobleman of earl or higher."

Shen Daban remained silent for a long time.

Shortly after, he angrily said:

"Who told you to meet those nobles who have no rank?"

The young tycoon argued:

"They're not without rank; they're earls!"

Shen Daban was even more furious:
"You incompetent fool, how come you can't even do your job properly?"

"Someone asks to work for you, and he spends a lot of money to feed your men. Do you think this will succeed?"

The young tycoon replied without hesitation:
"It's definitely not going to succeed. The decision wasn't made by my subordinates, it was by me."

"If you have that kind of energy, why don't you just give me a gift directly?"

Shen Daban wished she could climb to the other end of the telephone line and give this spendthrift son a good scolding.

"Don't you already know that?"

"What are counts and marquises compared to a duke?"

"Even the least powerful of the Imperial Dukes, Grand Duke Andrei, has a louder voice than a Count!"

"You actually spent two billion on a bunch of insects?!"

"If you weren't the son of a tycoon, I'd curse you to death!"

"Now you're in trouble. You'll have to spend twice as much to win over those rich people."

The young tycoon was dumbfounded!
Is that so?
Thinking back carefully to the last conversation with Shen Daban, it seems that he really did ask him to seduce a high-ranking noble.

Did I misunderstand?
The young tycoon's arrogance vanished completely, and he was even sweating profusely.
"Uncle Shen, what do you mean?"

Shen Daban took a deep breath:

"Silly boy, listen up."

"I'm letting you spend money on the great nobles."

“These guys want to maintain the Duke’s dignity, but they don’t know how to run a business like we do.”

“We have money, they have power. As long as we have enough money, we can conquer any duke.”

"Even if there are really big shots in Chongqing who want to kill your father, they are a very small minority."

"They dare not go against the mainstream opinion."

"Now look what you've done! You actually pulled this on me?!"

"You actually fed money to minor nobles who have absolutely no say in the matter. Do you know what the consequences will be?"

The young tycoon was sweating profusely.
"I...I don't know."

Shen Daban said coldly:

"Let me tell you what it is."

"You have revealed your true nature."

"You have absolutely no connection to Fog City."

“Those who are well-versed in aristocratic circles don’t go to those minor nobles; they go directly to the main figures.”

"By doing this, you have completely exposed your true nature to those noble gentlemen."

"Do you think noblemen only know how to spout those long, tedious, and incomprehensible words?"

"wrong!"

"Their real skill is cannibalism!"

"Nobility has different ranks."

"You've spent two billion on the Earl in the last two weeks. How much are you going to spend on the Duke?"

"At least double!"

"That's the only way to satisfy them!"

"Thank goodness you're not my son, or I would have killed you!"

The young tycoon was extremely alarmed:
"Uncle Shen, you have to save me!"

Shen Daban sighed:
"There's no other way."

The young tycoon quickly said:

"Uncle Shen, please, for my father's sake, help me out."

Shen Daban hesitated for a long time before saying:

"You managed to botch such a perfectly good thing."

"I'm really going to give you a good beating."

"Listen, kid."

"There's still room for maneuver in this matter; it all depends on how quickly you act."

The young tycoon quickly replied:

"I will definitely follow your instructions."

Shen Daban said in a cold tone:

"Now we have to take a different approach."

"You need to put in the effort to win over the key figures of the great nobles."

The young tycoon was completely bewildered:
"Who is that?"

Shen Daban explained:

"The Duke of Cunningham".

"He is the head of the Cunningham family, and Brigadier General Cunningham of the Hong Kong Garrison is a member of his clan."

"I originally wanted you to win over all the dukes of Mist City. Even if it came at a huge cost, at least your family would have gotten in touch with the dukes."

"I didn't expect you to mess this up."

The young tycoon blushed.

"There's no other way now. We only have three billion left... and that's not enough money."

The young tycoon couldn't believe it:
"Isn't three billion enough?"

Shen Daban sneered:

"Fifty billion would have been enough, enough for twenty-eight dukes, let alone one."

"You could crush them with money."

"It's just that you've raised the Earl's fees too high in the last two weeks."

"Thirty-odd minor nobles actually cost you two billion. These guys never dreamed they would make so much money."

"Fool, you've messed up the market and the prices for lobbying noblemen."

"You've spoiled the grand dukes' appetites."

"They're sharpening their knives at home every day, just waiting for you to come to their door so they can rip you off!"

The young tycoon was extremely indignant, as this was tantamount to admitting that he himself had been taken advantage of.
Am I really that bad?
"Given the scale of your spending, 3 billion is simply not enough; 10 billion would be more like it..."

The young tycoon exclaimed in disbelief:

“Uncle Shen, I don’t have that much money, and the board of directors won’t let me use that much money.”

Shen Daban said coldly:

"Don't I know?"

The young tycoon fell silent again; he was afraid of being scolded.

Shen Daban sighed:
"There's no other way now but to win over Grand Duke Cunningham."

"Three billion should be enough to win over Grand Duke Cunningham."

The young tycoon exclaimed excitedly:

"Will my father be able to go back then?"

Shen Daban poured cold water on his enthusiasm:
"what are you thinking?"

"Thirty billion is just to ensure that we can conquer the Grand Duke."

"There are twenty-seven other Grand Dukes in the Empire."

The young tycoon was speechless for a moment, then murmured:

"I really have no money left!"

At that moment, he felt an unspeakable regret.

If we had followed Shen Daban's advice earlier, the tycoon would probably have appeared by now.

However, he took the initiative and ended up doing the wrong thing with good intentions.

"Don't worry about that, just focus on winning over Grand Duke Cunningham."

"In addition, I will prepare another three billion for you."

"But I can't give you the three billion. I'll give it to you after you successfully win over Grand Duke Cunningham."

"Now you have to be like a miser, spending every penny as if it were a dollar."

The young tycoon nodded repeatedly:
"I will!"

Shen Daban suddenly asked:
"Cancel the thing I asked you to arrange on the streets of Hong Kong!"

The young tycoon was taken aback:
You mean to send those people back to work?

Shen Daban was furious:
"When doing things, you need to focus on the key points. The tycoon hasn't returned, so what do you want us to do by asking him to go back to work?"

"Are you going to tell the Governor's Mansion that you chickened out?"

"Once the arrow is released, there's no turning back. If you dare to do this, the governor's mansion will make sure you die without a burial place, without even the bigwigs of Wudu lifting a finger."

"I'm talking about assassination!"

The young tycoon readily agreed:
"Yes, Uncle Shen."

Shen Daban really didn't want to talk to the young tycoon, but after thinking about it, she still explained it to him.
"Something's happened in Hong Kong. The small and medium-sized wealthy people are already dissatisfied with your actions. They're not completely clueless about things."

"At this time, if something happens..."

"You are very likely being used by someone."

“We’re not afraid of this at other times. But not now.”

"You have offended a large number of noble lords."

"So, let's cancel our previous plans."

The young tycoon, his clothes soaked with sweat, quickly replied.

"Uncle Shen, I'll listen to you!"

(End of this chapter)