Hong Kong Film Intelligence King

Chapter 128: The Aftermath of the Incident
When Wang Daolin left, he specifically told Le Huizhen:
"I have a meeting at the company today, so I might be back a little late."

Le Huizhen suddenly asked:
"Honey, what exactly did you two do the other day?"

Wang Dao said helplessly:
"Don't ask about things like that!"

Le Huizhen linked her arm with his and said with a smile:

"They're just curious!"

"When I met Bozi the next day, she was completely baffled."

Wang Daoqi said:

"Doesn't your sister-in-law never care about company matters?"

Le Huizhen rolled her eyes at him:
“Bo Zi has been involved in the underworld since she was a child, so how could she not care?”

"However, she's been enjoying being an actress lately, and the renovations have also gotten on her mind. She doesn't want to go back to the violent life she used to lead."

That's not what I meant...

"Did something good happen between you and Brother Kun that day?"

Wang Dao remained calm and composed, showing no sign of emotion whatsoever.
"Good things have been happening at the company every day lately."

Le Huizhen shook her head:

"Something's not right! Something's definitely not right!"

With her big, bright eyes blinking, she seemed to be telling a secret.
"Bozi told me the next day that Kun had encountered something good and kept her up until the early hours of the morning."

Wang Dao cursed inwardly, thinking how impatient Liang Kun was.

However, anyone who seems to have suddenly received eight million Hong Kong dollars would be restless.

"...You don't need to tell me about this kind of thing."

"It's not appropriate for us to overhear their private matters."

Le Huizhen snorted coldly:

"I didn't say that, Bozi told me on his own initiative."

"Besides, how can these things between women be a secret?"

Wang Dao was dumbfounded:

"So you told your sister-in-law about our affair too?"

Le Huizhen smiled awkwardly:
"Don't women always talk about the same things when they get together?"

Wang Dao couldn't help but give a thumbs up:

"You guys are amazing!"

"Alright, nothing else, it's just that Fatty's movie is about to be released. It's the company's first movie, so of course it's worth celebrating."

Le Huizhen tilted her head:
"Really?"

Wang Dao laughed and said:

"Of course it's fake. It's a company secret, I can't say."

Le Huizhen waved her hand regretfully:
"Okay, I see."

"So you're going to the meeting this time?"

Wang Dao pointed upwards and said:

"I accompanied Brother Kun to the company meeting."

Le Huizhen belatedly realized:

"Hong Xing?"

Wang Dao nodded:
"Yes, it's a meeting once a month."

Le Huizhen was immediately relieved:
"Okay, I'll go find Bozi to hang out after I finish work tonight."

Wang Dao indicated that he understood.

At this point, Yue Huizhen suddenly said,

"Honey, do you still remember Bozi's best friend, Van?"

Wang Dao said softly:
"I know, those are the bodyguards that Brother Hongyi arranged for Bozi. But if I remember correctly, Vanzi likes Brother Hongyi."

"It's just that Lovina and Brother Hongyi both went to sell salted duck eggs."

Why did you suddenly bring up Vanjai?

Le Huizhen whispered:

“I ran into her yesterday when I was shopping with Bozi. She was being chased by a gangster movie. It was a really tragic situation.”

Wang Dao suddenly said:
"Did your sister-in-law keep Vanzai by her side?"

Le Huizhen shrugged; that was exactly what she wanted to say.

Wang Dao stroked her hair and said:
"Don't worry, Van will be fine."

"As for her past crush on the top guy, what does that even mean?"

"Just a rebellious woman who admires strength."

"Don't you think about how much Brother Kun values ​​Sister-in-law? How could he allow someone of dubious standing to contact her?"

Lok Wai-chun thought about it and agreed; Leung Kwan's reputation in the underworld was quite intimidating.

Suddenly she froze.
"Honey, you wouldn't be secretly arranging for someone to protect me, would you?"

Wang Dao laughed heartily and said:

"Don't worry, even if I arrange for someone to do it, you won't doubt it."

Le Huizhen was taken aback and said:

"You actually arranged for someone to do it?"

Wang Dao shrugged:

"I don't need to make any arrangements."

"You're the head of the police training program on TVB Jade, a true friend of the cops."

"If you go out for a stroll, the police will protect you immediately."

"These days, not many people genuinely speak up for journalists."

Lok Wai-chun was delighted to hear this:

"I see!"

Wang Dao laughed and said:

"Alright, stop thinking about that and get to work."

Le Huizhen is being coquettish again:
"Honey, you haven't given anyone a red envelope in ages!"

Wang Dao was particularly surprised:

"What kind of red envelope?"

Le Huizhen snorted coldly:

“You give out red envelopes at the company every day, but you haven’t given me many.”

Wang Dao sighed:

"You interview cops every now and then, and you've actually learned something from them."

"Who is the spy you planted in the company?"

"Little Fatty?!"

Le Huizhen didn't answer, but quickly said:

"Honey, give me a red envelope!"

Wang Dao shrugged. He was reluctant to part with the red envelopes, but he found Le Huizhen's actions quite strange.

After handing her a few red envelopes, Le Huizhen happily went to work.

After resting for a while, Wang Dao headed straight for the beach.

Liang Kun's goal for him was to gather intelligence every day, and only then could he manage the company.

The intelligence that Wang Dao had recently obtained was too important, and Liang Kun had also benefited greatly from it, so naturally he didn't want Wang Dao to "neglect his duties"!
Chen Guozhong was already there waiting for him, and his gaze towards Wang Dao was exceptionally complex:

"You and Li Fu are too ruthless, aren't you?"

"Three underground monitoring rooms, eight inside the building, and two sniper teams on the rooftop—all were killed in one shot by you!"

"The officers investigating the case were all stunned."

"Everyone says this was done by a super expert."

Wang Dao shrugged:

"Afghanistan was originally a super expert who survived on the battlefield."

Chen Guozhong glared at him:
"You know who I'm talking about."

Wang Dao smiled:
“Brother Zhong, you know I did well in school.”

Chen Guozhong sighed:
"Not only good, but seeing the way those Japanese soldiers died, even I couldn't help but marvel. Even if I were in your shoes, I couldn't do any better!"

"No, I can't do any better than you."

"Gao Zhanbo has reconstructed the crime scene. He said, 'You two are calmly figuring out each other bit by bit.'"

"It's like they have a premonition, knowing exactly how many people are where and what kind of situations they can face."

“Even the rhythm of your shooting is quite rhythmic.”

"Absolute confidence means I will never fail."

"Fifteen men fired only fifteen shots!"

"This is an ability only a super sharpshooter possesses."

Wang Dao asked curiously:
"How did Inspector Gao make that judgment?"

Chen Guozhong sighed:
"Hitman!"

Wang Dao laughed heartily:

"Seraphim are professional killers by nature."

Chen Guozhong snorted coldly:

You know Ko Chin-bo from Forensic Heroes, right?

Wang Dao nodded:
"Didn't you just say that?"

Chen Guozhong's expression was solemn:
"Gao Zhanbo said that there should be three killers inside the building."

"The one who took down Onizuka was Seraphim, while the other bodyguards and snipers were taken down by two other people."

"But I haven't heard of any seraphim having any accomplices."

The kingly way disagrees:

"Inspector Ko is indeed an elite forensic scientist, but this analysis is nothing special."

Chen Guozhong suddenly smiled too:

“That’s right.” “Because of Onizuka’s identity as an old Japanese man, and especially because Tom posted an advertisement in the media looking for a hitman, it confused Inspector Gao’s judgment.”

"In fact, even I would make wrong judgments if I were removed from my identity."

"...The assassin who killed the old Japanese devil was driven by righteous indignation!"

Wang Dao shrugged:

"That's certainly a good way to judge it!"

Chen Guozhong exclaimed in admiration:

"You two are really something, according to the announcement from the Okamoto police station."

"Onizuka's bodyguards are all super elites who have worked in the Self-Defense Forces or mercenary organizations."

"You guys took them all down?"

Wang Dao said calmly:
"That's nothing, we have a bloodline bonus when fighting the Japanese."

He took out a slip of paper and handed it to Chen Guozhong.
"This is the Swiss bank account and password."

There are two million US dollars inside.

Chen Guozhong frowned and said:

"Didn't we agree on one million US dollars before?"

Wang Dao shrugged:

"This is the old Japanese devil's ill-gotten gains, and you're still complaining?"

Chen Guozhong grabbed the note in his hand:

"Of course I don't mind having too much!"

It would be foolish to refuse money.

What do you think I should do?

"Should we put the money in the bank or something?"

Wang Dao casually remarked:
"If you want to preserve your wealth, just buy gold."

"If you want your money to appreciate, buy a house or put it in the stock market."

"However, the stock market is too volatile. I suggest you buy some American stocks." Chen Guozhong frowned slightly.
"These two million dollars are a hot potato."

Wang Dao smiled:
"Leave it to me, I'll clean it up for you."

"You know, I've always been lucky."

Chen Guozhong sighed as he thought of Wang Dao's luck.

He believed that the handsome young man in front of him could live a wealthy life simply by luck.

Chen Guozhong asked curiously:

"What are you going to do?"

Wang Dao shrugged:

"I plan to set up a stock fund in a while."

"Since I'm so lucky, I should make the most of it."

Chen Guozhong was taken aback:
Who are your stock fund clients?

Wang Dao made no attempt to hide his true feelings:
"Of course, it's people who are beneficial to us."

"Lian Kun might bring one or two people along, most likely Han Bin or other powerful triad leaders."

"You'll need to provide a list."

"The rest are the big shots in the legitimate world that we can currently contact."

Chen Guozhong paused,
"You've already thought this through?"

Wang Dao doesn't hide anything at all.

“Didn’t we already agree? For the sake of justice for the people of Hong Kong, we have to keep climbing.”

"Otherwise, justice will not be served."

Chen Guozhong sighed:

"In the end, it's just what we two think is justice."

Wang Dao shrugged:

“If you watch the TVB dramas, they always say something like, ‘The most important thing in life is to be happy.’”

Are they really happy?

"It's just a way of numbing oneself because one is powerless to resist social injustice."

"I don't want this kind of happiness."

"I think you don't want it either, Brother Zhong."

Chen Guozhong remained silent.

In Hong Kong, dominated by foreigners, everything is about money.

The rich live in mansions of thousands of square feet and eat lobster and abalone every day, while the poor live in tiny subdivided flats and struggle to even get three meals a day.

Life is fast-paced, competition is fierce, and even seeking stability is impossible—who knows if a gangster might suddenly appear and ruin your life?

The King's Way is confident:
"I happen to be quite capable, I'm also lucky, my boss supports me, and my friends are all dissatisfied people."

"Then why don't I climb up?"

"The higher I climb, the more I can achieve my justice."

“Brother Zhong, you’re right. What we consider justice may just be what we think it is.”

"But in any case, it's still better than the justice that foreigners believe in, right?"

"Would foreigners consider the neighborhood like we do?"

"Absolutely not!"

Chen Guozhong shrugged:

"Now that you've made up your mind, just keep climbing."

Wang Dao reminded him:
"Brother Kun, if you need money, just tell me."

"We don't need to give the ICAC any leverage on this point."

Chen Guozhong smiled and said:
"I don't have a strong desire for pleasure."

"My quality of life is pretty good. I don't need much money. The firewood and water from the barber are enough for me to live on with some left over."

Chen Guozhong is not a materialistic person; he only spends money on occasional social engagements.

There aren't many in other places.

Wang Dao was just mentioning it casually:
"Just remember to call me whenever you need anything."

Chen Guozhong asked curiously:

"Do you have plenty of money?"

Wang Dao thought for a moment and said:

"I picked up three lottery tickets this month: two second prizes and one first prize."

"Then I bought a triple lottery ticket, and then I found a wallet without an ID card..."

"That revenge fund is completely excluded."

"Looking at it this way, I still made quite a bit of money."

Chen Guozhong was dumbfounded:
"what?"

"You actually managed to find a winning lottery ticket?"

Wang Dao chuckled and said:

"lucky!"

He actually found a winning lottery ticket yesterday. Although he found it according to the system's prompts, it also shows that the person who bought the ticket didn't expect to win and therefore had no suspicion about the lottery.

Anyway, cheap is king.

One of the personas that Wang Dao is cultivating for himself is that he is extremely lucky.

And everyone who knew about these things was green with envy.

Wang Dao, not wanting to provoke Chen Guozhong, changed the subject and said seriously:
"Brother Zhong, there's something I need to make clear to you."

Chen Guozhong frowned:
"Something troublesome?"

Wang Dao shrugged:

"It's actually about the old Japanese devils."

"The old devil was killed, and the revenge fund disappeared."

"Although the foreigners suppressed this case, it was only reported as a regular murder case."

"Okamoto won't give up."

"The old devil's grandson, Eiji Onizuka, is contacting Wild Wolves..."

Chen Guozhong raised an eyebrow:
"Wild wolf?"

"The second-ranked assassin on the assassin leaderboard?"

Wang Dao spread his hands:
"Yes, according to my intelligence, Eiji Onizuka intends to take action against Seraphim."

He suspected that the Onizuka family's revenge fund was taken away by the Seraphim.

Chen Guozhong smiled:

"It's not wrong to have such suspicions; the Seraphim did indeed take a portion of their family's revenge fund."

Wang Dao laughed and said:

"However, Seraphim is, after all, the world's number one assassin, and Wild Wolf is hesitating."

Chen Guozhong asked, puzzled:

"Are you still hesitating?"

"If he takes down the Seraph, Wild Wolf will be number one in the world, and he'll most likely accept the challenge."

Wang Dao shrugged:

"That doesn't matter."

“If the wolves dare to come, I dare to leave them in Hong Kong.”

"There's no need for the Seraphs to intervene at all."

Chen Guozhong was startled:
"Your attack was too swift..."

"Ado, you don't have some kind of psychological problem, do you?"

Wang Dao is full of questions:

What psychological problem do I have?

Chen Guozhong said earnestly:

"Ado, your murderous aura is a bit too strong."

"Should we see a psychologist?"

Wang Dao countered with a question:
Who were the people I killed?

Chen Guozhong casually said:

"Johnny Wang and his men, the Japanese devils..."

Chen Guozhong suddenly stopped talking, looking at Wang Dao in surprise, who asked with amusement:

"Brother Zhong, why don't you continue?"

Chen Guozhong asked in bewilderment:

"Wait, how come you only killed so few people?"

"They were all people we had no choice but to kill."

"But why do I always feel that you've killed far more than a dozen people?"

Wang Dao shrugged:

"You're right, I did kill more than a dozen people."

"I took down six of Johnny Wang's men, and eight of the old devils' men..."

Chen Guozhong was speechless for a moment.

Wang Dao always leaves several lives behind when he strikes, and most importantly, he always kills with a single blow, targeting vital points without any hesitation.

This led Chen Guozhong to have the misconception that the young man he had chosen was like a serial killer.

However, upon closer reflection, Wang Dao always had a compelling reason for taking action.

Those were all people who could not be left alive.

The young man's bloodthirstiness is entirely his own illusion!

Wang Dao said softly:
"Brother Zhong, I know you're worried."

"However, you underestimate me too much."

"I will never become a serial killer."

"If possible, I'd still like to hide behind you and Brother Kun!"

Chen Guozhong thought about it carefully, and it seemed that it really was true!

He quickly changed the subject:

What's next for "Handsome Kun"?

Wang Dao casually remarked:
"Next, I'll be attending the Hung Hing monthly leader meeting, and Benny will be there this time."

"Yes, and then the two movies from Qiankun Films will be released one after another."

"Brother Kun will be trying money laundering for the first time!"

Chen Guozhong nodded slightly.

Money laundering is so common in Hong Kong that many triads even make a living from it, so he's used to it. Or rather, many legitimate businessmen are doing this kind of thing, and he can't possibly manage it all.

Chen Guozhong is focused on Han Bin, the general in charge of Hetu:

"Han Bin will be transferred directly? Without a ceremony?"

Wang Dao shrugged:

"Although Hung Hing is quite powerful, it has not yet reached the top position among Hong Kong triads."

"Hop To is the number one triad society in Hong Kong."

"Hung Hing has already gained a huge advantage by poaching Han Bin from their side."

"Unless Jiang Tiansheng is insane, he would never hold a large-scale transfer ceremony for Han Bin."

"Neither can nor dare to."

"There's no other way then, we can only compensate Han Bin in other ways."

Chen Guozhong asked curiously:

What kind of compensation?

Wang Dao casually remarked:
"Han Bin, Dinosaur, and Slim Eyes all became leaders of Hung Hing. In addition, the three Han brothers received a total of 1.88 million in transfer fees."

"What a big deal!"

(End of this chapter)