Chapter 94: Iron Chain Across the River, Father and Son's Grudge (Part 1)
Plenty of money, few responsibilities, close to home; high position, great power, light duties; sleeping until natural wake-up, counting money until hands cramp.
This is Ah Feng's dream.
Work? Whoever wants to work can go work, just don't bother him.
Thinking of this, Ah Feng immediately called Liang Kun:
"Boss, the Blue-haired Kid's subordinate, Chan Ho-Nam and his crew, were buried alive. The police say it looks like Tung Sing Yiu Yeung did it."
Liang Kun was discussing with Chiang Tin-Sung how to negotiate with Wo Hing Shing. Hearing this, his eyes nearly popped out:
"Tung Sing Yiu Yeung still dares to commit crimes?"
Ah Feng corrected him:
"It might not be aimed at us."
Liang Kun scoffed:
"Then who would he target?"
"The Blue-haired Kid is a Hung Hing hall master."
Ah Feng said faintly:
"I heard that Tung Sing Yiu Yeung has a good relationship with Fatty Lai because he believes Fatty Lai, like him, is a rare artist in the Triad."
Liang Kun spat harshly:
"Someone who sells dirty magazines dares to call himself an artist? Then what about Sister Thirteen's phoenixes?"
"Are they 'enlightenment teachers'?"
"Crazy!"
"You don't need to worry about this; we'll handle it."
Ah Feng hung up the phone with a clear conscience.
His goal was achieved.
He had intended to continue reading, but suddenly lost interest.
He thought for a moment, then stood up, slung his suit jacket over his shoulder, casually hailed a car, and headed to the Securities Center.
The intelligence system clearly stated there was a big show there.
Ah Feng didn't want to miss such an opportunity.
He arrived at the hall, familiar with the route, and immediately spotted a man with small, extremely ugly eyes.
Although this fellow was hideous, after looking at him for a while, he actually had a kind of ugly-cute charm.
Next to this fellow was a beautiful young woman.
Ah Feng recognized her; she was Fang Ting, formerly one of the famous beauty reporters for the TV Television Station, who shared the same name as Chiang Tin-Sung's woman.
Everyone was busy, so Ah Feng didn't disturb them; he just watched the show.
The extremely ugly Tao Tao had sharp eyes and immediately saw Ah Feng. He proactively approached him and asked cordially:
"Sir, I am Tao Tao from Wanguo Bank's Investment Department. How may I help you?"
As he spoke, he led Ah Feng to the side.
Ah Feng sat down, took out a Cuban cigar, worth a hundred US dollars each, which he had 'borrowed' from Liang Kun, and offered one to the other party.
Then he pulled out a pure gold ZIPPO lighter, also 'borrowed' from Liang Kun, and lit his own.
The lighter flashed slightly and was put back into his pocket.
After exhaling a puff of smoke, he explained his purpose:
"Mr. Chen, you came to Hong Kong to settle a personal vendetta, didn't you?"
Tao Tao's expression changed, then quickly concealed itself, and he smiled:
"This gentleman, you must be mistaken."
Ah Feng smiled:
"I'm not here to invest; I'm here to find someone."
Tao Tao smiled and stood up:
"It seems I've delayed your business, sir. My apologies."
Ah Feng shook his head slightly:
"No need for apologies. I came to find you."
Tao Tao was surprised:
"Find me?"
Ah Feng introduced himself directly:
"My name is Ah Feng, and I am Ngai Kun's illegitimate son."
"I have no relation to Ngai Kun. Since childhood, I lived with my mother, relying on each other."
"When I was seven, my mother passed away, and I became homeless."
"Fortunately, a big brother took me in, which is why I am where I am today."
Tao Tao's wary expression suddenly relaxed.
"Some time ago, Ngai Kun died."
"I was overjoyed. I set off a dozen strings of ten-thousand-shot firecrackers outside my office."
"But even with all the happiness, I always felt something was missing."
Tao Tao pondered for a moment:
"Ngai Kun is dead, but The Ni Family still exists?"
Clap, clap, clap!
Ah Feng applauded Tao Tao.
"I knew you'd understand me."
"That's right, Ngai Kun is dead, but The Ni Family still exists."
"Perhaps some people would say that Ngai Kun had nothing to do with the other members of The Ni Family."
"I don't think so."
"Ngai Kun was a drug trafficker. He used drug money to support his family. His three children either became lawyers, doctors, or accountants..."
"They all seem unrelated to drug trafficking. When a person dies, it's like a lamp going out. Ngai Kun is dead, so I don't need to look for them anymore."
"Do you think... that statement is correct?"
Tao Tao thought seriously for a moment, then directly shook his head:
"No!"
"Every single penny they used was earned by Ngai Kun through drug trafficking. They enjoyed the convenience of this evil, so they should bear the consequences of this evil."
Ah Feng exhaled large puffs of cigar smoke, his face full of smiles.
"Mr. Chen, I admire you greatly."
"When an avalanche occurs, no single snowflake is innocent."
"So, I put in a little extra effort and completely wiped out The Ni Family."
Tao Tao looked at him in disbelief:
"The news of The Ni Family's downfall was published in the newspaper today."
"Didn't they say it was the O-Team from West Kowloon Police Headquarters... So, Mr. Lin also contributed to it?"
Ah Feng smiled and nodded:
"For revenge, it's always best to do it yourself."
He crossed his legs and said,
"Your experience and mine are similar; in fact, you hate a certain person even more than I do."
Because of their shared experiences, Tao Tao's guard was somewhat lowered.
"Indeed."
"When my mother was critically ill and wanted to see him, I came before him, asking for nothing."
"My mother, in her dying moments, simply wanted to see him one last time."
"But he flat-out refused."
"From that moment on, I made up my mind to get him out of the picture."
Tao Tao composed himself, sighing slightly:
"This matter is my personal business, and I truly prefer not to bring it up with others."
"Those who understand you might at most comprehend your actions, but trying to understand my difficulties is basically impossible."
Ah Feng nodded slightly:
"That's natural. Everyone's experiences are different, and their upbringing environments are different."
"To be able to understand your actions is already very rare; to empathize is basically impossible."
"Only those of us who have gone through this know how painful it is."
"A man comes into the world with nothing and leaves with nothing, yet he encounters such a dramatic situation right from birth."
"I'm still not ruthless enough."
"If I were ruthless enough, I would have sent him straight to hell."
Tao Tao also sighed.
Taking action himself to cause his biological father's death?
Such a thing was only to be thought of, not actually done.
What would he become then?
Tao Tao composed himself and asked:
"Mr. Lin, you didn't just come to see me to say these things, did you?"
Ah Feng leisurely exhaled a smoke ring,
"I'm not that idle, just to open up our old wounds."
"I told you, I came to find you."
"I admire you, and I want you to work for me."
Tao Tao immediately felt awkward:
"Mr. Lin, I am very satisfied with my current job and temporarily don't want to change."
Ah Feng laughed:
"I know you're the Vice President of Wanguo Bank's Investment Department; even in the United States, that's a senior position."
"However, there's a saying you should have heard."
"Not of our kind, their hearts must be different."
"Your goal is to get revenge, and even more, to remove Chan Man-yin from the picture."
Hearing the three words "Chan Man-yin," Tao Tao's expression immediately changed, and he gave Ah Feng a deep look.
"However, Wanguo Bank is in the business of making profits."
"With your talent, you could basically choose any major bank in the United States."
"Yet you specifically chose Wanguo Bank."
"Is this because Chan Man-yin is a major client of Wanguo Bank, right?"
"The position of Vice President of Investment Banking allows convenient access to client data—including major client data, right?"
Tao Tao stared at Ah Feng, feeling somewhat overwhelmed.
"Mr. Lin, how long have you been following me?"
Ah Feng smiled:
"Much longer than you can imagine."
He had been following him since his previous life, so wasn't that much longer than Tao Tao could imagine?
"Mr. Chen, have you ever thought about something—"
"Although you are the Vice President of Wanguo Bank's Investment Department, ultimately, you are just an employee."
"That Chan Man-yin, however, is a high-level client of Wanguo Bank."
"Their cooperation over the past thirty years has outlasted countless presidents."
Tao Tao froze, then his expression subtly changed.
"You should know what I'm going to say."
"When a conflict arises between you, Wanguo Bank might not necessarily side with you."
"Whoever brings them profit will earn their favor."
"This has nothing to do with whether they are 'one of us.' If Chan Man-yin brings enough profit, Wanguo Bank selling you out to Chan Man-yin would be a mere convenience."
Tao Tao involuntarily gripped the armrest of the sofa, only releasing it after a while.
"I've been preparing for today's events for a very, very long time. I will not fail."
Ah Feng nodded slightly:
"Chan Man-yin is your driving force. You must dream of getting him out of the picture. For this day, you must have made countless preparations."
"You've studied diligently, burning the midnight oil, working part-time while also reading."
"I can feel that kind of pain."
Just as Chen Taotao was about to speak, Lin Feng's words already connected,
"Don't you think I won't understand your pain?"
"Don't forget, I was wandering the streets at seven years old, even fighting with stray dogs for dinner."
"At that time, I didn't consider myself a human, only a wild dog."
"Those who haven't experienced it won't understand how much power a person can unleash for survival."
Chen Taotao fell silent, then said awkwardly:
"Although I've had it tough, it hasn't reached the level of Mr. Lin."
Lin Feng smiled:
"But that's all in the past."
"We certainly won't repeat those painful experiences now."
"However, those past events have, after all, left their mark."
"This will become the strength we rely on for survival."
Chen Taotao was somewhat stunned for a moment. Who exactly was this Mr. Lin in front of him?
Had he really once wandered the streets?
Why did he seem even more scholarly than himself?
Lin Feng suddenly chuckled:
"It's been a long time since I've mentioned something like this to anyone, and I'm not afraid of you laughing. Besides me, if anyone else dares to bring it up, I'll kill him."
Chen Taotao also laughed along.
He just didn't know that if anyone dared to say such a thing to Lin Feng, they would definitely be killed by Lin Feng.
This was not a joke!
"It's not an easy task to get Chan Man-yin out of the picture."
"Chan Man-yin is an old player in the Hong Kong stock market."
"He was even around when this securities company was just established."
"The Stock Demon Chan Man-yin is a figure who makes the market makers of the stock market tremble at his name."
"In those days, the only ones who could contend with him were the Stock God Yip Tin and the Stock King Fong Chun-San."
"Oh, by the way, you and Fong Chun-San have quite a connection."
Chen Taotao waved his hand:
"Fong Chun-San is a senior in the stock market; how could he have a connection with me?"
Lin Feng suddenly waved his hand:
"Beautiful Fang Ting."
Fang Ting hurried over, smiling:
"It really is you, Mr. Lin."
Chen Taotao was astonished:
"You two know each other?"
Fang Ting smiled:
"Yes, we do."
"Mr. Lin is my good girlfriend's boyfriend."
Lin Feng corrected:
"Not boyfriend, husband."
Fang Ting pouted slightly:
"Oh, please."
"You have seven wives. My friend has both the figure and the looks; aren't you satisfied?"
Lin Feng shrugged:
"Although I have seven wives, they are all career-oriented."
"I haven't seen them for days."
Fang Ting chuckled.
Chen Taotao looked at Lin Feng with admiration:
"Mr. Lin, amazing!"
Seven wives?
Even Tang Bohu was not much more than this, right?
Lin Feng sighed:
"Having too many wives is also troublesome. These new-age women are all very strong-willed."
"They insist on building their own independent careers."
"They're all dedicated to their work."
Fang Ting just smiled.
Lin Feng stopped talking about it and turned to Chen Taotao,
"I said you have a connection with a senior in the stock market, and here's one."
"Fang Ting is Fong Chun-San's daughter."
Fang Ting's expression changed dramatically.
Lin Feng casually pulled out a business card:
"You, girl, are also very competitive. You don't want to trouble others even when your own family is in trouble."
"If your family encounters trouble, remember to call me."
"You know my power; there's basically nothing I can't handle in Hong Kong."
Fang Ting hesitated for a moment, then took the business card with both hands:
"Thank you, Ah Feng."
"You two go ahead with your business; I'll make you some tea."
Chen Taotao gazed at Fang Ting's retreating figure and asked, puzzled:
"Mr. Lin, what's going on?"
Lin Feng said directly:
"I know what you want to say, but that's Fang Ting's private matter; it's best not to tell you through my mouth."
Chen Taotao was silent for a while, then nodded:
"That's understandable."
After seeing Fang Ting, Lin Feng suddenly lost interest in talking and pulled out another business card, placing it in front of Chen Taotao:
"You're about to confront Chan Man-yin, aren't you?"
"Chan Man-yin will link eight stocks together; this is called 'Iron Chain Across the River'."
"It's actually not difficult to break, but your personality is too rigid, so you might not easily grasp it."
"Don't lose this business card I'm giving you."
"When Wanguo Bank betrays you, give me a call."
"You're a talented person; don't go down the wrong path."
After speaking, he didn't look at Chen Taotao's expression and went straight back.
Only Chen Taotao was left, full of doubt and confusion, looking at the business card, truly not knowing what to do.
The business card was very simple; in the middle of the gold-edged paper, there was only Lin Feng's name and a phone number.
There was no title at all.
A standard business card for a big shot.
Fang Ting brought him tea:
"Keep it."
"Mr. Lin doesn't just hand out cards to anyone."
Chen Taotao suddenly became interested in Lin Feng:
"What is this Mr. Lin's background?"
Fang Ting thought for a moment and said:
"He has many identities."
"His underworld identity is the Hung Hing Causeway Bay's Hall Master."
"His legitimate identity is the Chairman of Youwei Group."
"His hidden identity is a partner in numerous enterprises."
"Which one do you want to know?"
This was enough.
Chen Taotao said incredulously:
"Mr. Lin is the Chairman of Youwei Group?"
"The chairman of that investment bank who has made accurate investments repeatedly over the past three years?"
Fang Ting nodded:
"Yes, that's him."
"Mr. Lin doesn't give out business cards casually; this business card is a promise."
"If you come with this business card, no matter what the matter, Mr. Lin will handle it for you."
"Of course, you'll also have to do things for him."
Chen Taotao smiled bitterly:
"How old is Mr. Lin?"
Fang Ting pursed her lips and said:
"He started venturing into the world when he was in his teens. I've seen with my own eyes that his body is covered in dense knife scars."
"Especially on his chest, there's a shocking wound."
"I heard that because of this, he was in a coma for three days and three nights. Everyone thought he was dead, but he eventually came back to life."
"My girlfriend at the TV Television Station is his woman; she told me all these things."
"There are many extraordinary people in Hong Kong, and this Mr. Lin is the most special one."
"By the way, I'll tell you something you must take seriously."
Chen Taotao asked curiously:
"What is it exactly?"
Fang Ting said seriously:
"When Mr. Lin says certain things are going to happen, then they will definitely happen."
"You need to be careful."
Chen Taotao's expression shifted. While playing with the business card in his hand, he recalled his conversation with Lin Feng.
What did Lin Feng remind him of just now?
Chan Man-yin would use eight stocks to form the 'Iron Chain Across the River' formation? Wanguo Bank would betray him? He himself wanted to go down the wrong path?
None of these three seemed possible, right?
After thinking for a long time, Chen Taotao finally listened to Fang Ting and put away Lin Feng's business card.
Regardless, Lin Feng was also the Chairman of Youwei Group.
That was one of the legends of the investment world.
Even if the things he said didn't happen, being on good terms with Lin Feng would be beneficial to his future and not harmful.
Lin Feng left the securities company and made a phone call:
"Hello, you guys are going too far, aren't you?"
"Seven days!"
"I haven't seen you for seven consecutive days."
"Are you trying to make me divorce you?"
A silvery laugh came from the other end of the phone:
"Alright, alright, we'll go home tonight and serve our husband properly."
Lin Feng snorted coldly and hung up the phone.
He was slightly displeased.
These guys needed a lesson.
Lin Feng returned to his Causeway Bay office, where Lok Tin-hung was pacing anxiously like an ant on a hot pan:
"Boss, where did you go? You worried me to death!"
Lin Feng shot him a glance:
"What happened?"
Lok Tin-hung scratched his head:
"Nothing happened, it's just... Boss, you didn't tell me when you left, and I was a bit anxious."
Lin Feng stepped forward and ruffled his blue hair, making it messy.
"You have a phone!"
"If you can't see me, why don't you use your phone to contact me?"
The Blue-haired Kid was stunned—hmm, it seemed like he really could.
Lin Feng said speechlessly:
"Kid, you should put a little of the enthusiasm you use for martial arts into your daily life, otherwise people will think I recruited an idiot as a subordinate."