Hong Kong: Black Gold Tycoons

Yako sighed helplessly, "I really dislike this guy. Can I kill him?"

Upon hearing this, Henry scrambled to his feet and cried out, "No! I've already done what Mr. Chen said—to live to the end. Why do you still want to kill me?"

"Yes, I've always kept my promises. Killing Mr. Henry would damage my reputation." Chen Fei sighed and looked at Henry. "Ya Zi doesn't like you much. Think about it, do you have any redeeming qualities that would make us accept you?"

Henry felt his head buzzing when he heard Chen Fei's words.

Why is this never going to end?

He looked up at Chen Fei.

Chen Fei leaned back on the sofa, a smile still on his face, as if watching a play that was not yet over.

Henry glanced at Ya Zi again; Ya Zi's gun was already pointed at him, and Ya Zi's eyes were full of undisguised disgust.

Henry knew that Ya Zi's shot just now wasn't to save him, but because Ya Zi disliked Peng Guodong.

He knows this better than anyone else.

"Mr. Henry," Chen Fei said, "Ya Zi is waiting for your answer. If you can't name any advantages, she might really take the bait. Although I'm a person who keeps my promises, sometimes I can't control my subordinates."

Henry's back was soaked with cold sweat.

Now that things have come to this point, he has to live.

It's not that I'm afraid of death, it's that if I die, I'll have nothing left.

His official position, his property, his family—if he dies, Chen Fei will pin all the blame on him; he will be a scapegoat even in death.

Only by living, only by becoming Chen Fei's person, can he keep these things, even if only in name.

Henry racked his brains until his head was practically spinning, then forced himself to say, "Mr. Chen, Miss Yue, from this day forward, I, Henry Cyril, am no longer a senior superintendent, nor a citizen of the British Empire; I am your dog."

Upon hearing this, Yako frowned slightly.

Henry continued, "Dogs have their uses. First, I am familiar with all the police force's operational procedures, all the key figures' secrets, and all the shady files. Mr. Chen can investigate, deal with, or protect whomever he wants. Keeping me around is very beneficial to the development of the black money. There's no need to spend money to pave the way, and no one will investigate you."

He became more and more confident as he spoke: "Secondly, I am British. Here, British citizenship is a passport. I can handle many things that you cannot do yourself, and I can contact many people that you cannot contact. I know Hong Kong's judicial system, political circles, and foreign firm circles better than anyone else."

Chen Fei didn't speak, but simply tilted his head slightly.

Henry then stated his third point: "Thirdly, I have a life on my hands now, and Mr. Chen has more leverage over me than anyone else. I cannot betray him; betrayal means death. The oath I earned with my life is more effective than any other vow."

Chen Fei nodded: "That does make some sense."

He glanced at Ya Zi, who lowered the muzzle of her gun slightly.

"Fourth," Henry continued, still digging deeper into his own value, "I'm the perfect dog. These people are either too tough, too slippery, too stupid, too cunning, or too arrogant."

"And I am nothing. I have no background, no backing. I got to where I am today entirely by being someone's dog. I used to be someone's dog for the British, and now I'm someone's dog for Mr. Chen. I'm better at being a dog than all five of them combined."

"Haha, that's interesting." Chen Fei couldn't help but chuckle. "You said you're the best at being a dog, so tell me, how should a dog bark?"

Such humiliating words caused Henry's body to stiffen instantly.

Just a second or two later.

"Woof."

A sound.

The sound wasn't loud, but it was clearly audible in the quiet living room.

Ya Zi suddenly smiled.

The boss who used to boss him around is now barking like a dog.

Seeing her smile, Henry called out again, "Woof, woof, woof."

The sound grew louder and louder.

This scene left the women nearby completely stunned.

No one expected that the usually aloof police superintendent would actually bark like a dog.

Chen Fei nodded in satisfaction and said, "Your performance is very good. I'm considering taking you in for now. On the surface, you'll still be a senior superintendent. Your informants, files, and connections will continue to operate as usual. Moreover, I can give you some clues to help you solve cases, get promoted, and make money."

Upon hearing this, a glimmer of light suddenly appeared in Henry's eyes.

Chen Fei glanced at Ya Zi, "From now on, he'll be under your control."

Ya Zi paused for a moment, then laughed and said, "Alright, Mr. Henry, from today onwards, you have to listen to me. If I say go east, you can't go west. If I say bite someone, you bite that person. Do you understand? Otherwise, the video of you killing someone just now might be released."

"I understand." Henry nodded hurriedly, not daring to hesitate for a moment.

The next moment, Chen Fei said, "However, I have a few problems now."

Henry tactfully replied, "Mr. Chen, please speak."

"I'm planning to buy a clean shell company, but I still have a shortfall of over HK$20 million. I was originally going to borrow money from you guys, but now they're all dead. Who do you think I should borrow from?"

Henry was stunned by those words.

A gap of more than 20 million.

Borrowing money from a dead person?

Doesn't that mean he should pay for it?

The corpses present died because of Chen Fei's words. What does it have to do with Henry?

Henry's head was practically spinning. He had just escaped death and sold himself into slavery. If he hesitated over money now, all those barks would have been for nothing.

But he really couldn't come up with 20 million.

"Mr. Chen," Henry's face was more like he was crying, "Twenty million? I really don't have it. In the past few months, the police have seized a few drug deal proceeds, totaling only about three million, which are still sealed in the evidence room."

As he thought about it, he said, "According to procedure, this money can only be handed over to the treasury after the case is closed. The case is not closed yet, and the main culprit is on the run, so the money cannot be touched for the time being. But as long as Mr. Chen needs it, I can make this money disappear from the evidence room, turn it into clean cash flow, and then transfer it through three or four accounts before finally ending up in the account of any company you designate."

"Three million or so?" Chen Fei shook his head. "That's too little, but..."

Henry's heart leaped into his throat.

Chen Fei continued, "I heard there was a big drug lord named Zhu Tao. He's dead now, but his legitimate businesses are still around. Do you have any way to arrange for me to take them over at a friendly price, without getting into any trouble?"

"I need to think of a way," Henry said.

Chen Fei continued, "I've got my eye on a printing factory in Kwun Tong. The equipment is good, and the workers are skilled, but the boss is a British scumbag who bullies the market, not only raising the price of my magazines but also secretly pirated them. You know how important the printing factory is to me."

He paused, then looked at Henry. "Right now, I don't want to spend the money, but I want the printing plant. What can you do?"

Henry said with a forced smile, "I've had my men check every day. Once the workers are gone and the orders are lost, all he'll have left is a bunch of old, unwanted machines. When Mr. Chen comes to negotiate, he'll have to sell them for even a third of the market price, let alone 30%.

This foreigner isn't just a barking dog; he actually bites, and he knows exactly where to bite to hurt.

Chen Fei said, "Now tell me, when can you do these things you just mentioned?"

Henry replied immediately: "First, the money will be in the account within three days. Second, the seizure order will be issued within a week at the latest. Within half a month, the factory owner will take the initiative to discuss the price with Mr. Chen."

Chen Fei poured himself a glass of wine and asked, "What are you going to do with these corpses?"

Henry's mind raced. "I'll just say it was a drunken argument that led to mutual violence. Don't worry, Mr. Chen, I'm a professional at fabricating false cases."

"Okay, make it up however you want." Chen Fei nodded.

Ya Zi added, "Mr. Henry, you just said that you used to be the British's dog and now you're Mr. Chen's dog, but you've got one thing wrong."

Henry looked up at her.

"The British keep dogs to guard the house," Ya Zi chuckled. "Mr. Chen keeps dogs to bite people. You've only ever guarded the house before, never bitten anyone. From today onward, you'll have to learn how to bite."

Henry gritted his teeth, trying hard to suppress his anger, and nodded, "Yes."

His gaze suddenly fell on the women, and a fierce thought flashed through his mind. He said in a low voice, "Mr. Chen, they saw what just happened. I think it would be better if..."

As he spoke, he made a throat-slitting gesture.

Chen Fei pondered for a moment, then turned to look at Ya Zi, "I've always believed that everyone has their use. I'll entrust them to you. Test them and see if they meet the company's development needs. After all, good people and weapons each have their own advantages."

"Okay, I'll try my best," Yako nodded.

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