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

Chapter 404 Shen Daban: I Have Made Contributions to Hong Kong
Letting go of everything sounds so easy.

Shen Daban's face was gloomy.

Although he agreed to the Financial Secretary's request, in reality, he had no intention of doing so.

The ICAC won't act so quickly, so I can still put up a fight.

What if it actually succeeds?

Jingle Bell.

The phone rang again.

Shen Daban's heart skipped a beat; he was somewhat afraid of the ringing bell.

I wonder who will be calling this time?
This time, the caller was none other than Sir Lee.

"Why would that old fox call me?"

In his eyes, Sir Lee, who had established the nonsensical Golden Club, was also someone he could consider.

However, this old fox is not easy to control.

Shen Daban is from Anssa, and her naturally fair skin makes it difficult for her to settle down in Hong Kong.

Sir Lee has genuine yellow skin.

He would side with whoever was in power.

No.

To be precise, he cooperates with whoever is in power.

In addition to cooperation, we also want to have more convenience.

This is Sir Lee.

I'll enjoy the benefits, you bear the drawbacks—it's a non-stick pan.

"Big Boss, you should find a way to go back to Chongqing immediately."

The old fox's words made Shen Daban's heart jump into her throat.

"why?"

Shen Daban frowned deeply.

Sir Lee's voice sounded slightly anxious:
"If we don't leave now, it will be too late."

"I just received the wind."

"The ICAC has already opened a file for you and will be coming to see you soon."

Shen Daban was horrified and exclaimed:
"how do you know?"

Sir Lee was very frank:

“You know I’ve set up a club, so you should know who the main members of this club are.”

Shen Daban thought for a moment, then suddenly gasped in surprise:
"Did the deputy commissioner tell you that?"

Sir Lee sighed:
"Big Class, we've been old friends for a long time. I'm so grateful for your care all this time, but I have no way to repay you."

"People from my hometown value gratitude and repaying kindness."

"Now is the time for me to repay you."

"The Governor has ordered his commissioner to investigate you immediately."

“I told the deputy commissioner to come see you again tomorrow.”

"We have to delay it no matter what, to give you time to prepare."

Shen Daban shook his head and sighed.

Does procrastination work?
If it were something else, it could be delayed.

How can we delay the situation now?

The governor himself gave the order.

Shen Daban didn't think the deputy commissioner could delay indefinitely.

When the Financial Secretary called, Shen Daban could still feel a bit of hope, since the other party was only stating their own judgment and had nothing else to say.

However, Shen Daban absolutely dared not take Sir Lee's call lightly.

They provided firsthand information.

Shen Daban was completely dumbfounded.

"Sir, thank you for your kindness, let me think about it."

The old jazz musician's voice rang out.

"Big Class, hesitation only leads to trouble."

"The sooner the decision is made, the better."

Even if it's a relatively wrong decision, it doesn't matter.

"Otherwise, if you wait until things get really bad and then it's too late to react!"

Shen Daban nodded with a wry smile.

The old gentleman was absolutely right.

It's better to make a decision sooner rather than later, even if it's a wrong one.

"Thank you, Sir. I've gotten over this. I'll treat you to a drink sometime."

Sir Lee laughed and said:
"That's why I called."

Ms. Shen expressed her gratitude once again.

Then he hung up the phone.

"That old guy's got some skills."

The old knight's open warning to him indicated his certainty that he was capable of extricating himself from this unexpected disaster.

This is a blatant attempt to curry favor with him.

Of course, Ms. Shen will definitely accept this gesture of goodwill!
After hanging up the phone, Shen Daban finally made a decision—to return to Chongqing!

The noble lords of the foggy city want him to admit his mistakes? Are you kidding me?
Once you admit to this mistake, you'll never be able to turn things around again.

Shen Daban worked hard for the empire his whole life, only to be labeled as incompetent and muddle-headed in the end. Who could tolerate that?

We must go back to Chongqing!
We must ask Mrs. Therese for help.

Although the nobles of the Fog City are powerful, they are no longer what they were a hundred years ago.

If he could see Mrs. Therese, he would naturally be able to seek her help.

Would the noble gentlemen dare to stand up to Lady Thatcher?
Absolutely impossible!
This is Shen Daban's opportunity!
Once he has sorted out the situation in Chongqing, that will be the time for him to return and make a comeback.

The nobles of the empire would never dare to challenge the Iron Lady!
Yes, I'll be back right away.

Thinking of this, Shen Daban immediately pressed the communication bell:
"Book me the earliest flight back to Chongqing, I'll leave right away."

Time was of the essence, and Shen Daban couldn't even think about going home.

He worried that if he returned home, the ICAC would be waiting at the door.

Although Sir Lee said he would instruct the deputy commissioner to do everything possible to delay, Grandma Shen knew perfectly well that it was just a joke.

Sir Lee is known as the non-stick pan.

Don't even think about asking him to take responsibility.

Shen Daban has sufficient knowledge.

He dared not stay any longer, otherwise he would really be keeping company with all the wealthy people, big and small.

Shen Daban went out the door and got into the car.

The driver asked:

"Sir, are you going to the airport?"

Shen Daban nodded slightly and gave the instructions:
"I'm in a hurry."

The driver said no more and drove off at breakneck speed.

As Shen Daban watched the scenery outside the car rush past, he couldn't understand for a moment why his driver couldn't possibly have such good driving skills.

He had already devoted all his energy to the affairs of Chongqing, and he no longer cared about these trivial matters.

Shen Daban's face was cold and sinister.

Those noble lords, when dealing with the wealthy, both big and small, merely taught the less wealthy how to do things. Not only did they never hinder them, but they also bestowed upon them a wave of extraordinary wealth.

As a result, not only did the other party want him to step down, but they also wanted to completely destroy him!
Is there anything that can be tolerated but cannot be tolerated?
Since you've treated me this way, don't blame me for retaliating.

The noble lords in the capital city are indeed powerful, but the two wars have already severely depleted their influence.

The power of the nobility is now completely incomparable to what it used to be.

In particular, the current head of the cabinet is Mrs. Theresa May, who is known for her iron-fisted approach.

If she were to step in, even those prestigious families would have to behave themselves.

Shen Daban murmured:

"You forced me to do this, so don't blame me."

Mrs. Thatcher's government was so poor it was red with embarrassment, but he refused to believe that they could remain unmoved by the five billion in the hands of a small tycoon!
This is also the bargaining chip that allowed Shen Daban to go back immediately.

Having made up his mind, Shen Daban finally had the leisure to look at the surrounding scenery. He glanced outside and was immediately puzzled:

"Huh, how did we end up at the beach?"

Just as I was thinking this, the car suddenly stopped.

Shen Daban was a beat slow on the uptake:
Why did you stop?

The driver smiled, opened the car door, and actually got out.

Shen Daban was furious:
"I'm on my way to the airport, and you've stopped here?"

"Who recruited you?"

"I want to fire him!"

However, the driver laughed even harder, opened the back door, and pulled Shen Daban out of the car.

Ms. Shen was terrified:

"What do you want to do? Why are you being so rude?"

The driver laughed loudly and became even more rude—he actually grabbed Shen Daban's hair and yanked him off.

Shen Daban finally realized that things were going badly.

"You're not the driver?"

The driver sneered:
"Of course I'm the driver, but not the one who drives you."

Shen Daban was even more surprised and exclaimed:
"Are you from the Independent Commission Against Corruption (ICAC)?"

“I am a nobleman of Onsa, and even if you are from the Independent Commission Against Corruption (ICAC), you cannot treat me like this.”

"This is illegal!"

The driver mocked:
“I’m not an ICAC employee.”

Shen Daban's heart sank immediately.

Suddenly someone else said,

Why are you wasting his time?

"Just kill him and go back to report."

Shen Daban was then surprised to realize that there were other people here!
No, it's not just about having people here anymore; it's about having a whole group of people here.

Even more outrageous, there was also a cement mixer truck there!
Shen Daban, his mouth dry, shouted:

"What do you want to do?"

“I am the head of HSBC. If anything happens to me, the Duchess’s Mansion will definitely not let you off the hook.”

The driver chuckled:
"You've done so many wrong things to Hong Kong, do you think we'll let you off the hook?"

Shen Daban quickly said:

"It's a misunderstanding, it must be a misunderstanding."

"I am the chairman of HSBC, and I have always served the people of Hong Kong. Gentlemen, don't be fooled!"

The driver spat at him.

"Do you think we don't know what good things this young tycoon has done?" "Who's supporting him behind the scenes?"

Do you really think we're blind?

"Now, even going out on the street, we have to wait until night."

"To be honest, I've wanted to kill you for a long time!"

Shen Daban's face turned pale.

Someone said:
"Don't argue with him, just put him in the bucket."

When do you become interested in communicating with the dead?

The driver thought about it and realized he was right:
"That's right."

A little blue-haired boy volunteered:
"I'll do it, I'll make sure it's poured perfectly."

Shen Daban began to struggle violently.
"No, you can't do this to me! I am a nobleman of Onsa, the chairman of HSBC! You can't treat me like this!"

"Young man, you have a bright future ahead of you, don't go astray!"

“I have rendered service to Hong Kong. If I were to be murdered, the Governor’s Mansion would search the entire city to find the murderer.”

"This will ruin you."

Little Blue Hair chuckled coldly:
"Bullshit."

"Killing you is doing the people a favor."

"If it weren't for you, this foreigner, supporting us from behind, Hong Kong wouldn't be in such chaos."

"Of course, it's also because it's so chaotic during the day that my bar business is so good."

"But one thing is another."

"After I kill you, many people will thank me."

Shen Daban's face turned ashen, and she remained silent.

He had already figured it out; these guys weren't ICAC agents at all.

The other party is very likely a member of the gang!
What else is there to say?

Snapped!
Someone patted the little blue-haired boy.
"How come you're just like Jianjun, with a penchant for communicating with the dead!"

"Have you forgotten what Brother Feng said?"

"Villains die from talking too much!"

Little Blue Hair said with a grin:
"Brother Fu, you and Brother Jun are both my role models!"

Li Fu completely ignored Luo Tianhong's antics and looked down at Shen Daban:
"Since you have made contributions to Hong Kong in the past, then I will give you a chance to make contributions to Hong Kong for the rest of your life."

Shen Daban's hope was rekindled:

"I will do anything I can."

Li Fu remained calm:

"Hong Kong has a small land area and a large population, so land is very scarce."

"What's even more hateful is that once Hong Kong real estate developers acquire land, they don't build anything; instead, they hoard the land."

"They will be released gradually over several decades."

"You are behind all of this."

"In that case..."

"You will serve as a cornerstone, becoming part of the waterfront of Hong Kong."

Shen Daban's pupils contracted. So, after all that talking, he still couldn't escape the fate of being poured cement!
He struggled even more violently.

Wang Jianjun stepped forward and said:
"This guy's annoying, I'll knock him out!"

Li Fu glared at him:
Why knock him out?

"Given the evil he committed, it is only natural that he should clearly feel the pain and face death."

"You knocked him out, didn't that help him?"

Wang Jianjun gently patted his forehead:
"That's right!"

Shen Daban screamed in terror:
"No, please don't do this to me! Please, just give me a quick death!"

Li Fu said calmly:
"Don't worry, it will be over soon,"

Shen Daban continued to struggle, but Li Fu had no interest in listening to him.

Little Blue Hair Luo Tianhong laughed and threw Shen Daban into the gasoline drum.

Shen Daban is a grown man, but he has no ability to resist Luo Tianhong at all!

Luo Tianhong excitedly operated the mixer, pouring out fresh cement. Shen Daban struggled violently, but the cement seeped into every crevice, and he soon came to a standstill.

Li Fu took out a box of cigars and distributed them to everyone:

"Brother Feng instructed everyone to work a little harder these next two days, but things will get better after this period."

"Our good days are coming."

The young man with blue hair, quite perceptive, distributed cigars to his older brothers. Upon hearing this, he still scratched his head, puzzled.
"Brother Fu, I think we're doing pretty well."

Luo Tianhong wasn't flattering him; he genuinely felt that he was living a very comfortable life.

Who has it as easy as him?
His woman has her own career and he doesn't need to worry about her at all.

He also finds great enjoyment in his work.

When he wants to fight, there are countless people around him he can fight, which is incredibly fun.

Luo Tianhong really couldn't understand what was wrong with this kind of life.
Li Fu smiled and said:
"What Brother Feng means is that things will get better from now on."

Luo Tianhong chuckled.

The group chatted and smoked cigars for half an hour. Then, Li Fu clapped his hands:

"Throw the gasoline cans into the sea, and our mission will be over."

Luo Tianhong couldn't help but gasp in astonishment:

"Brother Fu, you dragged us out into the sea breeze for half an hour just to make sure this guy wasn't dead?"

"Is that so?"

"If you're not comfortable with that, just shoot him twice."

Li Fu said calmly:
"I'm just making sure this guy doesn't get discovered for a while."

"Brother Feng's plan is at a critical moment, and we absolutely cannot afford any mistakes."

Luo Tianhong said repeatedly:

"It was my fault, but Brother Fu was very thoughtful."

Li Fu chuckled lightly:
"Alright, throw this gasoline can into the sea, and our mission is complete."

Wang Jianjun smiled and said:
"Brother Fu, you can go ahead and do your work. Leave the rest to me."

Li Fu nodded slightly.

Luo Tianhong scratched his head and said:

"Brother Fu, didn't we just have a new member join us?"

"Why don't you want them to participate?"

Axe-wielding Jun was utterly speechless:
"Tianhong, Xiaobu went to Okamoto. Chaoxian doesn't prioritize fighting, it's not that Brother Feng doesn't trust them."

Luo Tianhong curled her lips:

"If they want to join us, they'll have to offer a pledge of allegiance, right?"

Axe Jun remained silent; clearly, his thoughts were the same as Luo Tianhong's.

Li Fu said softly:
"Don't you guys believe in Brother Feng's judgment?"

"You can't just doubt your own brothers."

Wang Jianjun also said...
"Brother Feng's judgment has never been wrong."

"Don't overthink it."

Li Fu smiled:

"Even if they're overthinking it, there's no problem. Their workplaces aren't in Hong Kong."

Luo Tianhong asked curiously:
Where is that?

Li Fu shrugged:

"Okamoto."

Luo Tianhong's mouth dropped open:

"Okamoto?!"

His gaze then became exceptionally intense.

"Can I talk to the boss about switching jobs?"

Li Fuhao laughed and said:
"If you want to change jobs, Abu would be more than happy to oblige."

"His girlfriend is here."

"Here's the problem: how are you going to tell Xixi Li that you're going to work for Okamoto?"

Luo Tianhong spoke fluently without hesitation.
“I told her that this was what the big boss asked for, and she definitely wouldn’t dare to object.”

Li Fu nodded slightly:

"Makes sense!"

"But what if we ask the older women for confirmation?"

Luo Tianhong was speechless.

Believe it or not, this is something that tiny particles can actually make.

Young delinquents who have been out in the world since childhood are very perceptive.

Xi Xi Li has now clung tightly to Shui Ling and A Min, and even gets along extremely well with Thirteen Sister, the only female leader among the Hung Hing leaders.

When it comes to managing personal connections, Xixi is truly an expert!

Luo Tianhong sighed heavily and remained silent.

Axe-wielding Jun asked:
"Brother Fu, has the boss said how to solve the water station problem?"

Seeing Axe Jun's nervous expression, Li Fu had a sudden thought:
"Xinji is looking for you?"

Axe Jun gritted his teeth:

"They've contacted me."

Li Fu asked:

Who contacted you?

"Old Xiang or Old Lin?"

Axe-Head Jun said with a bitter face:

"Both of them have come to me!"

Luo Tianhong clicked his tongue and said:

"Jun, why don't I usually hear you talk about this?"

The two of them are the leader and deputy leader of the Hung Hing Action Group, and they are usually together.

Axe-Head Jun smiled wryly:

"Your only hobby is practicing martial arts. Wouldn't it be pointless to disturb your interest in practicing if I told you this?"

Luo Tianhong said earnestly:

“You’re my brother, you should have told me this.”

Wang Jianjun asked in surprise:
Now that you know about this, what are you planning to do?

Luo Tianhong said confidently:

"I'll warn Xinji later. He's really audacious to bother you with something like this."

Axe-wielding Jun was sweating profusely and couldn't help but give a wry smile.

Wang Jianjun was utterly speechless.
"Alright, you don't need to worry about this. I'll talk to Brother Feng about it later."

(End of this chapter)