Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 741, Section 332: Truth and Falsehood Intertwined (Challenge Successful!)

The fact that the boss didn't say anything doesn't mean he had no opinion.

Liu Wenfeng nodded and quickly said, "Thank you, boss, thank you, Mr. Chi."

“I promise I’ll shut the guys up and treat it like a normal case.”

"But Chi Tai, what should we do next with Guan Lou?"

According to the standard procedure, an application should be made to the Department of Justice to arrest the person.

Even with Bai He's identification, it would be difficult to touch Ninth Sister, since no one could catch her red-handed.

"Of course we must press our advantage and pursue our victory!"

“If you sign this document, Baihe is doomed. There’s absolutely no room for maneuver.”

"Have him install a bugging device in Ninth Sister's office. Baihe is Ninth Sister's right-hand man, so he knows where to put it."

"By the way, have that bastard Baihe put this short dog into Ninth Sister's safe."

Xiren opened her extravagantly large bag and took out a plastic bag. Inside the plastic bag was a black star short dog.

The nameless man hired by Teacher Li was the one whose head exploded from being hit by this Black Star short dog.

But the cops didn't make a move, so it seems that Ninth Sister didn't leave any real fingerprints inside the police station.

There's a fingerprint sticker that's currently trending online; it's virtually invisible unless you look closely.

The operation is also very simple. Just apply a special adhesive to your finger and place the fingerprint sticker on the corresponding finger.

Hong Kong is Asia's intelligence hub, and countless high-tech products flow into the underworld through the black market.

But this Black Star Short Dog is different; it has Jiu Guniang's real fingerprints on it, not only on the handle but also on the shell casings of the Peanut.

The cops might not be able to get fingerprints, but they'll definitely be able to compare ballistics. It's absolutely true that Wei Guo used this Black Star Short Dog to take down Wuming.

The fact that this Black Star Short Dog appeared in Ninth Sister's safe is something that even if Ninth Sister had a thousand mouths, she couldn't explain clearly.

"I know!"

Liu Wenfeng immediately took the black star short dog, put it in his pocket, and indicated that he knew how to do it.

"Make a recording so that Baihe can't back out."

"Once Baihe has settled everything, you should apply to the Department of Justice to install a listening device."

Chi Mengli took off her headphones, yawned boredly, and said her first words to Liu Wenfeng.

"Five hundred thousand is too little, I don't like the number, how about six hundred thousand!"

"I heard that your son has arrived in Australia safely and is preparing to attend a public school. Congratulations! I have already asked Mr. Chi to arrange a villa and a car to ensure that your son will have no worries about food and clothing in the future."

"Don't worry about university either, I've already made arrangements. I guarantee he'll be admitted to the University of Melbourne's finance department as soon as he graduates."

"After graduating from university in three years, whether you want to start your own business, become a professional manager in a foreign firm, or become a stock market king, Chi Tai and I can lend a hand."

"I won't listen to your words of thanks. We're all family here, and too many polite words will only distance us from each other."

"A batch of goods is coming ashore soon. Don't worry, it's not Miss Bai. I don't take a life-threatening meal."

"I'll handle the quarantine certificates for seafood imported from Japan, and you can handle the customs declaration documents."

"I'll have Ah Dong deliver the money for bribes to you tomorrow. I've already given Ge Wei his share, so no one will cause you any trouble."

"Let's do it!"

It's currently the harvesting season for three-eyed crabs, and Japan will be shipping 3,000 tons of them to Tiantian Riri Fresh through its own channels.

Along with the three-eyed crab came more than a hundred tuna, all of which are heavily taxed goods.

But if the customs declaration documents are changed to frozen seafood, it's immediately tax-free. Liu Wenfeng was helping to exploit this loophole.

With such a large-scale sale, one must certainly take care of everyone involved to avoid giving anyone a handle to use against them.

As long as the customs documents are in order, no one will cause trouble.

The fisheries association's crooks only want the lowest-priced seafood; they only do wholesale and not retail, so there isn't much conflict among them.

As for the fishermen in Hong Kong, they wouldn't have any objections, because Yuen Long is all about red oil business, and all the seafood they catch is red oil seafood.

Even if you give it away, the person won't eat a single bite, afraid of getting cancer.

However, the Westerners still have to pay the bill to Atlantic Fisheries Company. They need to order another batch of goods to shut Atlantic Fisheries Company up.

"Thank you, boss, thank you, Mrs. Chi. I thank you both on behalf of my little boy."

Liu Wenfeng thanked him profusely, carefully put the black-spotted dog in his pocket, and then opened the car door and got out.

Chi Mengli watched Liu Wenfeng walk further and further away, then took Xiren's hand and gently stroked it: "Notify the food program we sponsor, and have these lousy food experts prepare one or two crab dishes."

"The main target is the three-eyed crab, but don't make it too deliberate. Let's warm up the market first, and then launch a large-scale promotion after the three-eyed crabs arrive at the dock."

"By the way, have them simplify the process and have these food experts come up with some unique sauces."

"The simpler the steps, the better. Just prepare the crab, put it in the sauce, heat it up and stir-fry it."

"Don't cause trouble for the housewives!"

"Once the sauce is ready, we'll have Tiantian Riri Fresh put it on the shelves and advertise it. The sauce made by the seasoning company should use more good ingredients and no food additives."

"We use high-quality ingredients and make a good profit, so let's not ruin the brand."

Television is now the world's biggest gold mine because it's a comprehensive media outlet, and housewives watch it every day.

I watch the news in the morning, reruns of TV dramas in the late morning, food programs at noon, Cantonese opera in the afternoon, and melodramatic soap operas at 8 pm.

I spend all my time watching TV, except for the eight hours I sleep.

The main customer base of Tiantian Riri Fresh is these elderly housewives.

By simply adding a few lines to the food shows they watch every day, you can reap unexpected surprises.

"I know, I will inform the producer tomorrow."

“TVB has recently been making exorbitant demands, saying that if they want them to cooperate, they have to pay more for advertising.”

Xi Ren always handled the legitimate businesses that were out in the open under the identity of Chi Tai. Although these sources of income were profitable, they were not one-off deals.

It consumes a lot of energy, as you have to do business with all sorts of people every day.

“Then try a different program. If TVB raises its fees, then try RTV, or talk to the producers privately.”

"Let Booger Qiang go and find out what's going on; he's good at that."

Chi Mengli kissed Xiren's hand. The cosmetics this ghost woman used smelled very nice.

Xiren really liked the little tricks of the dead man beside her, which proved that she still had her charm.

The two continued to enjoy the spectacle through the windshield. Liu Wenfeng had someone bring Bai He several bottles of tomato juice, and only after the scoundrel had finished them all did he say, "You're lucky. Once you've finished explaining, you can leave."

"But you need to do me a small favor."

After saying that, Liu Wenfeng had someone put the now-recovered Baihe into the car.

"Brother Feng, you're letting this bastard off too easily! Take him back and interrogate him for 24 hours. I guarantee he'll admit to everything."

"Soft-legged shrimp!"

Panda Boy handed Liu Wenfeng a cigarette, glanced at Bai He sitting in the passenger seat, and sneered.

He'd seen far too many tough gangsters, but most of them couldn't withstand his methods. A good beating was all it took, and they'd betray their parents.

"Enough with the nonsense. We'll do whatever the boss tells us to do."

"Hey buddy, you got this bastard, you take 100,000 yuan, and the rest we brothers split."

“You have a recorder in your car. Make this bastard talk a lot and record it all as evidence.”

"There are still 30 kilograms of Miss White in the warehouse. The Independent Commission Against Corruption has been watching us closely, so it's not easy to take action. Keeping her in our possession is like having a ticking time bomb. It's better to frame this scoundrel."

"Go find a bag, fill it with dirt, let this bastard identify it, and take a few pictures."

Liu Wenfeng was an expert at faking pork, and he needed to catch the culprit red-handed and finalize everything before the scoundrel would dare not turn against him again.

Panda nodded and immediately ordered his men to get things done. Within ten minutes, everything was settled.

Bai He, who was being recorded, was ashen-faced and completely disoriented. He knew that there was no chance of turning the tide now.

Because if the evidence in the hands of the police officers involved in the case were to leak into the underworld, they would certainly have no way to survive.

"Wake up, I know your pager number, I'll arrange a meeting time with you."

"If you go back like this, you're definitely going to die. Cheer up."

When Liu Wenfeng saw Bai He's pathetic state, he was furious and slapped the number-staff big shot to wake him up.

“My people will take you to Happy Valley. Once you get there, take a taxi to Tsim Sha Tsui yourself.”

"Go to the sauna to take a shower and change into clean clothes."

"As long as you cooperate and help me get promoted and make a fortune, I'll give you a way out. Guanlou has a witness protection program, and I can send you to Australia or Canada, no problem."

"If you're afraid of getting into trouble, go to Gibraltar or the Maldives, get a new identity, and live a life of anonymity."

"The witness protection program will also give you a large sum of money to ensure you have no worries about food and clothing."

The coercion was over, and in order to get Bai He to cooperate, Liu Wenfeng began to offer inducements.

Upon hearing Liu Wenfeng's words, Bai He grasped at the last straw, and a glint of light flashed in his numb eyes.

Yes! You can change your name and start over!
The white crane nodded, indicating that it would cooperate.

Liu Wenfeng nodded in satisfaction when he saw that Bai He was willing to cooperate. He knew that the man's mental state was unstable and he couldn't give him the Black Star pistol in his pocket.

After a few days, once this loser has finished installing the bugging device, then let this scoundrel hide a dog.

He waved his hand, signaling Panda Boy to take two people to take White Crane to Happy Valley, while he walked to the Rolls-Royce Silver Spur and said through the window, "Boss, everything's taken care of."

"Okay! Goodnight!"

Chi Mengli lowered the window, revealing a small crack, nodded, and let Xizai, who was sitting in the driver's seat, drive.

It was already very late; usually by this time, he would have already turned off the lights and gone to sleep.

Liu Wenfeng smiled as he watched the Rolls-Royce Silver Spur disappear into the night, thinking to himself when he could finally buy one and experience the glamour.

He might think about it, but he still couldn't bring himself to spend hundreds of thousands of Hong Kong dollars to buy a car.

Even if he were willing to spend the money, he wouldn't buy it because the Independent Commission Against Corruption (ICAC) is watching him. He'd be targeted the moment he bought the Rolls-Royce.

There are far too many people inside the building who want him to fall, and he's not the boss's only option.

Take that damn firework guy for example. He's just hoping that I'll fall from grace so he can take my place and work for the boss.

"Close the team!"

"Let's go to Fulinmen, tonight Panda's on the bill!"

Once the Rolls-Royce was completely gone, Liu Wenfeng straightened up from his half-bent back and beckoned his trusted henchmen to get in the car and head to Fu Lin Men for abalone.

The guys all cheered, thanking the panda for its generosity.

Panda Boy didn't know that his cousin had led a team to Fu Lin Men. Even if he did know, there was nothing he could do, since he had made a lot of extra money that night.

Seeing that no one was around, he threw the white crane onto the racecourse and sped away.

Bai He stood on the side of the street, looking at Happy Valley with a bit of a blank expression. He was covered in sweat and his body was starting to ache. He randomly picked a sauna and took a shower.

After taking a shower, he took a taxi back to his apartment and changed his clothes.

The pager left at home had run out of power, and Baihe replaced two batteries to restart it.

After the pager was turned on, it started to emit a continuous beeping tone.

Sitting blankly on the sofa, Baihe smoked three cigarettes before finally perking up and picking up the phone to call the paging service.

All the telecommunications messages were left by the big boss, Ninth Sister. It's not convenient to say important things in the telecommunications messages because they can easily be used as evidence in court.

Ninth Sister didn't say much more, only that she had cooked pig's blood porridge and bought fried dough sticks, waiting for him to come back and eat.

What we have to face, we'll have to face sooner or later!

Bai He has no way back now. Even if he wanted to turn back and confess everything to the big boss, it would be too late.

The Hongmen family rules are ruthless. Anyone who taints the imperial aura or betrays their boss will be punished with beatings, with three cuts and six holes being the lightest punishment.

To die from being stabbed a thousand times is an exaggeration, but even if one survives after being stabbed a dozen times, one would still need Miss Bai to relieve the pain every day.

It's better to just go down this path to the bitter end!
The self-hypnotized white crane changed into a new outfit, carried a pager and car keys, and drove its MG B-GT sports car.

This was a gift from a big shot to him on his birthday; it wasn't expensive, costing less than 100,000.

Bai He opened the car door, got into the driver's seat, started the car, made a U-turn, and drove towards Tsim Sha Tsui.

Even during a typhoon, Tsim Sha Tsui remained bustling. Bai He couldn't find a parking space, so he had to get out of the car and toss the car keys to the valet.

"Brother Baihe, Brother Baihe..."

Upon entering the Metropolitan Bar, the waiters greeted Baihe. Baihe, in a bad mood, simply nodded in response before walking inside with her head drooping.

The private rooms at the Metropolitan Bar were all full, and many of the red-haired guys, who were having a good time, were taking dancers out with them at prices they had already agreed on.

The white crane evaded the pleasure-seeking spies and arrived at Ninth Sister's office.

(End of this chapter)