Hong Kong Film Intelligence King

Chapter 301 James's Shocking Moves

"Is that human being?"

Simon gasped.

James's words were somewhat disrespectful, which greatly angered Simon—how dare you, a mere civil servant, speak to me like that?

However, he actually listened to what the other person said.

An investigation was then conducted.

The results of the investigation left Simon completely dumbfounded.

He originally thought that James's investigation report was already shocking enough, but he never expected that the real truth was even more shocking than his report!

Wang Dao, the richest member of the group of four, has incredible luck.

For four months, I won the lottery almost every week.

All of them were second prizes or higher.

Simon even took a closer look at the lottery tickets he bought. They weren't bought using the multiple-number method; they were just simple single-number tickets.

Could someone have figured out the Jockey Club's ball-playing pattern?
Just ridiculous.

The Hong Kong Jockey Club has prepared three sets of lottery balls, and even the club itself doesn't know which set will be used on the day of the draw.

The probability is even more touching.

If you want to win a prize through technological research... well, you'll have to wait a long time.

What does Wang Dao's luck count for?
Those favored by the gods!
This was James's assessment, which Simon scoffed at.

But now, he has to believe it.

The way of the king is favored by God.

Simon re-examined Wang Dao's stock market operations.

In the first month, it seemed like I just randomly picked a stock. People were optimistic about its long-term prospects, and it looked like they were going to play the long game and catch a big fish.

Who knew that the stock would take off in less than a month?

That's right, the stock is Hongkong Land.

Simon carefully examined the timing of Wang Dao's stock purchase and discovered that it was still ten days before Zhidi set up the scheme!
In other words, it wasn't Wang Dao who received the news in advance at all.

He just happened to buy in early and hitched a ride on their coattails.

The same thing happened in the second and third months.

After entering the market in the first month, I accumulated initial capital.

After leaving the market in the second month, he was already one of Hong Kong's wealthy people.

The third month was even more outrageous; he had already become the richest Chinese person.

This is what is meant by rising step by step, one step at a time!
Every month seems like a "coincidence," but where in the world are there so many "coincidences"?

Simon did not believe in coincidences.

But it's absolutely impossible for Wangdao to get their information beforehand—when they buy in, you don't even have the idea of ​​setting up a trap!
All I can say is that Wangdao really has high hopes for their stock.

Then, Hongkong Land, the most important core asset of the Jardine Matheson Group, changed its ownership to Chen, Li, Wang and Han!

Simply outrageous!

"Could he truly be a person favored by the gods?"

Faced with this bizarre situation, even Simon couldn't help but feel a chill.

How can you defeat someone like that?

Wang Dao wanted to buy stocks in hopes of getting a promotion, but then it was as if someone was telling him, "It'll take that long? Let me help you out."

Then that person used his professional life and even his own body to help Wang Dao.

Three times in total!
The final outcome was very clear: he sacrificed his own life!

Even the greatest terror is not enough to describe it!
Ximen's forehead was covered in sweat.

He quickly flipped through Wangdao's files again, and James's words proved true—those who wanted to oppose Wangdao basically disappeared for various reasons.

And none of these actions were initiated by Wang Dao himself.

There are always all sorts of people who personally intervene to nip those dangers to the Way of the King in the bud.

It's as if a voice is saying to the world, "This is my son, and you are not allowed to have any evil thoughts about him." Is this guy really not God's illegitimate child?
A chill ran from Ximen's tailbone straight up to the top of his head.

How evil!

Ximen stared blankly into space.

Suddenly, a phone rang, startling Simon and pulling him back to reality.

"Hello, this is Simon." Simon composed himself, picked up the phone, still somewhat shaken.

James's voice came through: "Boss Simon, I have some information to sell you."

"Huh?!" Simon was utterly bewildered. James was going to sell him information?

Does the sun rise from the east?
Is this the same James who was so reserved and awkward in front of me just a moment ago?
Are you here to make people laugh?
"You mean... you want to sell me some information?" Simon chuckled. "Looks like you don't want to work for me anymore?"

James remained calm. He was a decisive person, and since he had decided to join the King's Way organization, he would naturally distance himself from Simon.

Chen Guozhong and Wang Dao didn't care about his attitude towards Simon, but James couldn't help but care.

People don't care; that's the magnanimity of a great person.

If you dare to climb up the ladder, the big shots might not mind, but you can forget about ever getting into their inner circle.

Who would trust someone who has no boundaries to rely on?

Those who waver in the wind may not face fatal threats, but they shouldn't expect to gain huge benefits either.

this is the truth.

“I have intelligence that I plan to sell to the Fog City for 500,000 pounds, and I think Simon might be willing to give me 1 million pounds.”

James answered calmly.

Simon's pupils suddenly contracted: "Interesting. Come over when you have time."

Has LeBron James gone mad?

What kind of bullshit intelligence is asking for a million pounds?
Does he know how much money a million dollars is?
Converted to Hong Kong dollars, that's ten million!
Some people think that a million-dollar list isn't much, while others think that a million-dollar list isn't expensive for foreigners in Chongqing.

Earning and spending pounds is not expensive!

That's really stupid.

Even for Simon, a million dollars is a huge sum of money.

James is asking for an exorbitant amount.

But it successfully piqued my curiosity.

James wasn't stupid. The fact that he dared to ask me for this money meant that he believed my intelligence was worth that much. I'd like to see if what this guy was offering was worth ten million Hong Kong dollars!

It's worth it; Simon will buy it.

If it's not worth it...

Simon will show him what the consequences will be for offending him.

James arrived quickly, and his opening words nearly made Simon jump out of his skin:
"After I gave you the information on Wang Sheng and the others, I went to see Wang Sheng and confessed this to him."

There's a saying in my hometown: "Even a powerful dragon can't suppress a local snake."

"You've seen Wang Sheng's file too. Anything that's detrimental to him will be eliminated by some unspeakable force."

“I didn’t want to be eliminated, so I confessed something to Wang Sheng.”

"Wang Sheng was very satisfied. He gave me some information so that I could report back to Wudu and make a little money along the way."

“He’s really generous; this is intelligence worth half a million pounds.”

"After thinking about it, I think I can sell a copy to you as well, besides the officials in the foggy city."

"I want a million pounds!"

Simon stared at him, dumbfounded:
"You bastard, you told him I was going to investigate Wang Dao?"

James remained calm and composed, his gaze fixed firmly on Simon, a stark contrast to his demeanor just over an hour earlier.

The look in his eyes now when he looks at Ximen no longer carries any reverence.

It was only then that James realized that the pressure of being a "big shot" was nothing more than a figment of his imagination, something he had created to scare himself.

James also understands why he made the changes.

That confidence came from Chen, Li, Wang, and Han; James also had powerful backers.

“You know, I really don’t want to be enemies with that chosen one of the gods.”

"Wang Sheng wants to investigate your intelligence sources, and I don't think you can hide it from him."

Simon was speechless and fell silent.

Although he was unwilling to admit it, he knew that it was impossible for him to keep it from Wang Dao.

Don't forget, he's still a local bigwig in Hong Kong. He has Chan Kwok-chung in the legitimate world's investigation network, and even more in the underworld. He has a huge number of underlings, including "Brother Kun" and "Han Bin".

“You’re quite frank,” Simon said, staring intently at James. “However, the way you’re acting makes you look exactly like a villain.”

James dismissed it: "So what if I'm a villain? I'm just an unlucky guy trying to protect myself in a battle among you billionaires."

Simon was silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed:
"Not bad, you have a pretty good sense of self-awareness."

"Then let me see what kind of information you obtained from Wang Dao."

James laughed:
Don't worry, you won't be disappointed.

"However, I need to see the check first."

Simon gave him a deep look, nodded, took out his checkbook, and wrote him a check for one million pounds:

"You should know the price of making fun of me."

James raised his hands and said:

"No no no!"

"I would never do something like that."

"I try to be good friends with any billionaire."

"Only in this way can I live freely."

He took the check and kissed it gently.
"This tastes the best!"

Ximen said irritably:

"Go back and kiss it slowly... No, don't use your filthy mouth to kiss my signature, go back and kiss the Queen!"

"What you wanted, I've given you."

"What about what I want?"

James gave it a cheerful push forward:
"it's here!"

Simon glanced at him, then opened the file and was immediately taken aback:
"Is this intelligence?"

James said seriously, "To be precise, this is a think tank analysis report."

"The writer is Wang Sheng."

Simon was furious:
"You want a million pounds for just this one thing?"

"I can give you a dozen of these in a minute."

James remained calm as he looked at him.
"Big class, I suggest you take a good look at this information."

"You should know that this is a report personally written by the richest Chinese person."

"I don't believe you can provide such a high-quality report."

"The check is right here. I suggest you take a look at it first, and then decide whether or not to yell at me."

"If you don't think it's worth the price, then so what if I show you this report for free?"

Simon snorted coldly:
"This report should be valuable!"

Then he sat down and began to read.

At first, I skimmed through the pages without a second thought, but then my reading speed slowed down, and it took me a full half hour to read a single page.

James didn't bother him at all.

Disturbing someone who is engrossed in reading at this time is not a good idea.

You might get verbally abused to death by the other party.

James stood up and made himself a cup of coffee.

He actually wanted to make tea, but unfortunately, he couldn't find any, so he made a cup of coffee using the coffee machine instead.

"No, if you want to join them, you have to have similar interests."

"I'll get a set of Kung Fu tea utensils later."

"When you have nothing to do, you can ask Brother Zhong to help you figure out how to brew Gongfu tea!"

James was thinking this.

He was an outsider to begin with, and if they didn't share any common interests, he would really become the other party's tool.

James is still ambitious; he wants to move up the ranks.

The office was quiet. James, being a secret agent, was very good at enduring loneliness and remained silent. As a result, the office became even quieter.

During this time, Simon's beautiful secretary walked in: "Boss, you have another appointment..."

Ximen didn't even look up and said:
"Make up any excuse to cancel the date."

"From now on, don't arrange any social engagements for me."

The secretary looked at Simon in astonishment, but still answered:

"Yes, kindergarten."

James's lips curled up, and he felt reassured.

Indeed, this report proved to be valuable.

As expected of a report personally written by Wang Sheng.

Wang Dao certainly did not write it himself, but this report was written based on Wang Dao's conversation.

The core elements are all the same; the technical details were filled in by James after consulting with the Treasury Department and several senior professors.

The most important thing about this kind of thing is judgment.

The policy has been issued, but whether it will be effective is anyone's guess.

If you can grasp the key details from a complex and diverse array of intelligence sources and analyze them, then you could easily call this invaluable intelligence.

This is why Wang Dao asked James for 200,000 pounds.

Actually, there was one reason why Wang Dao didn't tell James outright: even if Fog City obtained such information, Fog City wouldn't take it seriously.

This kind of think tank document may seem valuable, but it's just that—valuable.

Just as Simon said, he could give ten or eight such forward-looking reports himself.

Nothing.

The value of this document varies from person to person.

Whether it has any value or not, no one can say for sure.

Whether it's accurate or not, only time will tell.

This is why Wang Dao dared to casually toss this document to the other party.

He didn't think those guys in Chongqing would find this intelligence particularly valuable.

In addition, given the location James was in, how could those arrogant nobles in Chongqing possibly value the intelligence of an agent from some obscure corner?

The greatest value of this intelligence is that it can be sold for 500,000 pounds.

How would James know any of this?
He stayed in Ximen's office, knowing that he had truly secured his victory in this round.

Simon had been deep in thought for half an hour.

This shows the impact of Wang Dao's predictive report on him.

The king was talking about the Ugly Kingdom, but this was a matter that affected the whole country. If the Ugly Kingdom really developed as described in the report, then the value of this report would be much more than just one million pounds.

After an unknown amount of time, Simon raised his head and looked at James with a complicated expression:
"Was this report given to you by Wang Sheng?"

James told the truth:
"The main points were told to me by Wang Sheng, and the details were filled in by me after consulting with the Financial Secretary and other well-known economists."

"Of course, you don't need to worry about them being able to deduce the report from the opposite perspective."

"I merely drew this conclusion based on Wang Sheng's report, after assuming certain conditions and asking questions."

"For example, what would be the consequences if the US dollar remained strong... and so on."

Simon looked at him intently:
"You did well."

James pointed to the checks on the table.

"So, who does he belong to now?"

Ximen said cheerfully:
"It's yours."

After thinking for a moment, he wrote out a check for ten thousand pounds and pushed it to James.
"I have one additional condition."

James said warily:

"I will not go against Wang Sheng."

Ximen said irritably:

"I don't want to go against such a monster!"

"I'm asking you, you can't sell this report to anyone else in Hong Kong."

James immediately relaxed:
"That's no problem."

He was telling the truth.
"I thought you wanted me to not submit the report."

Simon mocked:
"Don't worry, those officials in Chongqing won't care about this kind of information."

"Mr. M is indeed capable, but how many of those old men in the cabinet can actually understand this report?"

"They might scold you for spending so much money on such a useless report."

James accepted the check with a broad smile:

"Scolding me?"

"That doesn't matter!"

“Smart people know the value of this intelligence.”

Ximen nodded slowly.

"Yes!"

“Smart people know the value of this report.”

He asked again,
"Did Wang Sheng really tell you this?"

James answered seriously:

"If you doubt this purpose, why don't you just ask Wang Sheng directly?"

“You are all important people, so communication is more direct and convenient.”

At this point, he suddenly revealed his true intentions.

“Big Class, if I were you, I wouldn’t be an enemy of Wang Sheng.”

"He is a chosen one of the gods, and a genius."

"Such people are not easily manipulated."

"If you want to do something, it's best to do it through business."

"Believe me, if you are simply engaging in business warfare, Wang Sheng will not blame you."

"But what if you make Wang Sheng dislike you..."

“Even without Wang Sheng’s intervention, many people will come after you.”

James put away the checks, stood up, and smiled.
"Thank you for the coffee."

"By the way, I didn't come here at Wang Sheng's request."

"It was as if there was a voice in the dark urging me to do this."

"Farewell."

Boom!

Everyone in Ximen was dumbfounded.

James acted spontaneously.

Isn't that what the kingly way requires?

It's important to know that this report dealt a significant blow to Simon.

Through this report, Simon realized that, in terms of grasping the overall economic trend, he was not as good as Wang Dao.

He was a true genius.

This was that genius's way of showing his power.

Actually, this is something he can accept.

Undermining the enemy's confidence is an integral part of business warfare.

Unexpectedly, this was James's own decision...

A strange thought popped into my head.

"Wang Dao, could he really be a chosen one of the gods?"

(End of this chapter)