Hong Kong: Black Gold Tycoons

The sudden applause instantly drew everyone's attention.

Suddenly, a young woman appeared in the living room, a woman with an excellent figure and appearance.

Brant looked at Henry. "Is she also one of the contestants tonight?"

Henry didn't answer him, but just stared at Yako: "What are you doing here?"

Subconsciously, you're thinking, "Weren't you going to make a deal with Chen Fei?"

Why are you in my house?

"If I weren't here, how would I be able to appreciate your charm right now, sir?" Ya Zi said with a smile. "You don't need to worry about me, just continue. Even if you're doing something else right now, you don't need to consider me."

Henry suddenly had a bad feeling and said in a deep voice, "You didn't go to make the deal?"

"No," Yako replied.

Henry's heart sank. "So the intelligence was false?"

"That's right." Yako readily admitted, "You thought there would be sellers and buyers there, but there were neither. The Flying Tigers just killed a group of unidentified armed men."

She had no idea that the doctor and the others were the ones who wanted to buy weapons.

The doctor had no idea why the other party would choose to make the transaction on his territory, and with such a tight schedule, it completely caught him off guard.

You could say he died in a completely daze.

Chen Fei didn't know they were doctors and others; he just assumed they were there to make money, so he sent them to test the Flying Tigers' fighting capabilities.

Henry thought he had everything under control, but it turned out that there was a traitor among his own men.

"Shit!" Henry's murderous intent surged instantly. "You actually gave me false information? Do you know what you're doing?"

Yako smiled slightly and said, "Of course I know."

Hearing their conversation, the people present finally realized that Henry's plan had gone wrong.

The undercover agent's verdict has changed!

And they came here to cause trouble for Henry!

After figuring it out, the men even stopped touching the woman.

Henry released the woman from his arms, his eyes turning fierce. "How dare you betray me."

He's very angry right now.

At first, he thought he was like a hunter, setting up a trap to catch Chen Fei, but he didn't even catch a hair on Chen Fei's head and became the prey himself.

He thought he was about to succeed, but little did he know that his newly arrived undercover agent had already defected.

He even held a grand celebration banquet here.

He was embracing a woman, drinking Louis XIII, smoking a cigar, and waiting for good news.

However, from beginning to end, he was like a clown performing a poor act on stage.

"Betrayal?" Yako smiled slightly. "Mr. Henry, I think you must have used the wrong word. I have never been loyal to you, so how could I have betrayed you?"

She took a step forward, her high heels clicking crisply on the marble floor.

The sound echoed in the eerily quiet living room, like a slap in the face.

"You arranged for me to infiltrate Chen Fei's inner circle, and I went, only to have all my efforts wasted, and that's not all," Ya Zi said calmly. "You actually want me to take the fall for you?"

Henry gritted his teeth. "You must be crazy."

"Since I'm insane, why should I risk my life for you? Why should I take a bullet for you? Why should you be here drinking and cuddling with women while I risk my life as an undercover agent?"

Ya Zi glanced around at everyone present, her gaze sweeping from McLean's face to David Kwong's, from Brant's to Peng Guodong's, finally settling on Xie Zhihao's face, before returning to Henry's, and said, "So I quit!"

McLean stood up, buttoned his shirt, and said, his face ashen, "Do you know who's standing in front of you? You're an undercover agent for the Hong Kong Royal Police, and you think you can just quit like that?"

“I know.” Ya Zi looked at him. “Deputy Commissioner of Police Robertson McLean, I also know that you received HK$300,000 from Jardine Matheson last month to help them suppress an investigation into bribery of customs officials. As for my undercover identity, I believe only Mr. Henry has the file. Unfortunately, that file is in my hands.”

Upon hearing this, Henry and McLean turned pale.

Ya Zi then turned to David Kwong: "David Kwong, a senior prosecutor in the Department of Justice, has three offshore accounts under his name, two of which are funded by convicted triad bosses."

David Kwong's face instantly turned pale with fear, and his eyes became evasive.

"Brandt Wood, Assistant Commissioner of Customs," Ya Zi continued, calling out names one by one. "You have at least two smuggling routes under your control, which perfectly suits the Black Gold Group's development needs."

Brant Wood quickly retorted, "You're slandering a high-ranking government official!"

Ya Zi ignored him and turned to the next person, "Peng Guodong, Chief Superintendent of the Commercial Crime Investigation Bureau, you're no better. You've taken advantage of all the female subordinates in the unit, haven't you? And you won't let them go back and consummate their marriages with their husbands. What kind of cop are you?"

Peng Guodong sneered, "Who do you think you are? How dare you interfere in my affairs?"

"I've got that in mind. I'll show you what 'the most poisonous heart is a woman' really means!" Ya Zi looked at Xie Zhihao. "Mr. Xie from the Independent Commission Against Corruption, do I need to remind you how much dirty money your account has received?"

Xie Zhihao frowned: "You're slandering me! I'm going to sue you for defamation!"

Yako didn't respond to him, and turned her gaze back to the other women.

Continue calling out names one by one:

"Chen Meilan, 28 years old, your husband is the deputy manager of the Chinese department at Jardine Matheson, and he has been stuck at the promotion threshold for 5 years, so you are selling yourself."

"Liang Shuzhen, 30 years old, works in the customs office with her husband, both striving for promotion."

"Do I need to name the next one?"

The women present looked terrified.

In today's colonial elite circles, such dramas of "husbands offering their wives in exchange for wealth and status" are not uncommon.

Ming Pao and Sing Pao have reported on this more than once: Chinese middle-level managers and employees of trading companies in Central, in order to get promoted or make a living, would personally push their wives to the tables and beds of the powerful and wealthy, calling it a "dignified sacrifice," but in reality, they were using their wives as tools to climb the social ladder.

"Look, Henry, I have a copy of each of your secrets, given to me by Chen Fei." She smiled. "You think you're the ones arresting Chen Fei tonight? From beginning to end, it's Chen Fei playing you."

Henry slammed his fist on the table: "How dare you betray your oath!"

Then a question suddenly occurred to him, "Where's Chen Fei? Where is he now? Tell him to come out!"

Another voice came, "Mr. Henry, it's good that you thought of me, but it's a pity you didn't think of me while drinking and playing with women. It's really sad. I thought we could be friends."

Everyone looked in the direction from which the sound came.

Chen Fei was actually sitting on the sofa by the window; he had arrived while Ya Zi was drawing everyone's attention.

When Peng Guodong and others saw him, even though they had been in high positions for many years, they were all filled with fear.

The person they were plotting against last night is now sitting here perfectly fine.

Anyone who witnessed this scene would break out in a cold sweat.

Henry's eyes were red, whether from drinking too much or from excessive anger, it was hard to tell.

Enraged, he laughed coldly, "So you all conspired to play me, very well! But as a citizen of the British Empire and a senior superintendent of the Hong Kong Royal Police, do you dare to kill me? Kill me in front of so many people?"

"No." Chen Fei shook his head. "Why would I kill you? Murder is illegal."

Hearing this, Henry breathed a sigh of relief.

But the next moment, Chen Fei added, "However, if any of you are willing to eliminate the others and join my camp, I guarantee their dirty laundry won't be made public, and promotion and wealth will be no problem at all!!"