Chapter 211: Aiming for the Long Term (Monthly Ticket Bonus Chapter)
"Brother Feng, Boss Ding called me yesterday to tell you that his promotion banquet is tomorrow."
Lin Feng received this news early in the morning.
"Brother Kun called you? Why didn't he call me?"
Lin Feng found it very strange.
Li Fu pursed his lips; a car had just left the courtyard, and Lok Wai-Jan was in it.
As for Ho Man and Fang Ting, they had left early with Tin Yeng-San.
Lin Feng suddenly understood.
As brothers for life, Liang Kun was more than familiar with Lin Feng's schedule.
When Lin Feng's wives were present, Liang Kun would absolutely not disturb him, unless the matter was exceptionally urgent. At such times, he would call Li Fu, who would then inform Lin Feng when he woke up.
"But isn't the timing a bit too rushed?"
Li Fu explained:
"It's almost the end of the month, and the sixth day of next month is Da D's transfer day."
"Boss Ding's Dragon Head banquet will have a lot of Triad friends attending."
"We'll have to invite Triad friends to Sam Shing Temple again on the sixth day of next month..."
"The timing is too tight, it won't work."
"I heard Boss Ding say that Master Jin also gave another suggestion, which was to hold the Dragon Head banquet on the fifth day, and then let the Triad friends stay overnight locally, and go to Sam Shing Temple together the next day."
"However, Boss Ding immediately rejected this idea."
Lin Feng shrugged:
"Da D's transfer is indeed a big event in the Triad, but to say how important it is, that's not necessarily true."
"Those Chairmen and Hall Masters won't come. The only big bosses who will genuinely attend are from Wo Luen Shing, and a few who have close ties with our Hung Hing. Others won't come; at most, some Straw Sandals will show up."
"Da D's face isn't that big yet."
Li Fu suddenly understood:
"So that's how it is."
Lin Feng drank tea while checking the daily intelligence updates.
The system he acquired had a user-friendly feature: although the intelligence updated at midnight, it was available every day, and he could view it whenever he wanted.
Even if he didn't view it, the intelligence system would automatically archive it.
According to the various levels, they would be categorized into their respective classifications.
What Lin Feng found most thoughtful was that it would display a red dot, notifying him of unread messages.
Lin Feng was very much looking forward to today's news.
Yesterday, the three women were at home, and Tin Yeng-San was also in their building — Lin Feng had spared no expense during construction, implementing all soundproofing measures regardless of cost.
There was no need to worry about corrupting the children either.
[Ding, daily intelligence updated.]
[Economy (Orange): Tycoon and the Duke had a very pleasant conversation and decided to increase their support for the Duke. The capital injection for a certain stock will be three times the original amount.]
Lin Feng sneered coldly.
The transfer of benefits has become substantial.
As expected of Tycoon, after being extorted 1.04 billion by Cheuk Tze-keung, it wasn't even considered a serious injury, and he sent out another billion without batting an eye.
Impressive!
However, this billion is mine!
However, the next piece of news made Lin Feng involuntarily rub his eyes.
[Politics (Gold): America is preparing to short the Red Bear ruble, valued at tens of billions of US dollars. They plan to act in seven days. However, due to a leak, the devaluation of the ruble will exceed expectations, with a specific value of twenty billion US dollars.]
Gold!!
Lin Feng couldn't help but pat his forehead.
Li Fu looked at him strangely:
"Brother Feng, what's wrong?"
Lin Feng couldn't stop the smile on his lips,
"Where are the firecrackers I asked you to buy yesterday?"
"Hang all of them up!"
"I want to hear the sound of firecrackers!"
Li Fu, without a word, called Wang Jianguo, and they began to hang up the firecrackers.
Dozens of strings of ten-thousand-shot firecrackers went off in sequence.
Lin Feng burst into laughter!
Comfortable!
It's really damn comfortable!
This smell of gunpowder, it's truly delightful!
Lin Feng laughed wildly, unable to stop.
Li Fu and Wang Jianguo simply assumed Lin Feng hated The Ni Family so much that he was celebrating with firecrackers even before receiving news of The Ni Family's court trial today.
While Lin Feng was happy, he was already despairing over his own luck. He was clearly a handsome guy, but when it came to intelligence updates, without the good luck of women and children, getting two purple intelligence reports in a week was already a blessing.
He never expected that with these four together, he would actually get a golden intelligence report.
And such an important piece of intelligence at that.
The firecrackers died down, and Lin Feng waved his hand,
"Xiao Fu, has Dai Kuen Pao contacted you?"
Li Fu immediately replied:
"Brother Bao last contacted me to tell you that the female bodyguards you requested are already being selected."
"But it will take some time."
Lin Feng smiled:
"Call Brother Bao... use a secure line!"
Li Fu's heart tightened, and he immediately went to do it.
Half an hour later, Lin Feng had just finished eating and leisurely lit a cigarette, when Li Fu brought over the phone:
"Brother Feng, it's ready!"
Lin Feng felt a toothache:
"I remember the telephone and telegraph company is in Tycoon's hands, right?"
Li Fu nodded:
"That's right!"
Lin Feng gritted his teeth:
"I'll acquire it later!"
Li Fu only thought Lin Feng was joking.
The telephone and telegraph company was part of Tycoon's strategic layout; it couldn't be easily acquired.
Lin Feng sneered endlessly.
[Crime (Orange): This afternoon, Tycoon will dispatch personnel to a certain location in Aberdeen to deliver bearer bonds worth millions of pounds to Duke Andrei, in order to promote lobbying for a certain Anglo-Saxon activity.]
This Andrei is a member of the Anglo-Saxon royal family.
"Brother Bao, long time no see!"
Lin Feng put Tycoon's matter aside, his voice very warm.
Dai Kuen Pao was instantly infected:
"Mr. Lin is in a really good mood."
Lin Feng smiled:
"I received some good news, how could I not be in a good mood?"
Dai Kuen Pao's heart stirred, and he tentatively asked:
"I wonder if this news is about our Mainland?"
Lin Feng shook his head:
"It's not about our Mainland."
Dai Kuen Pao immediately lost interest.
Lin Feng smiled:
"It's about the Northern Bear."
Dai Kuen Pao's spirit was roused:
"Mr. Lin, can you tell me?"
Lin Feng laughed heartily:
"Of course I'll tell you, but your rank isn't high enough."
Dai Kuen Pao was both happy and worried, but not in the least bit annoyed.
Mr. Lin's intelligence level was much higher than he had imagined, so it was natural that his own rank wasn't sufficient.
"I wonder what kind of intelligence it is?"
Lin Feng smiled:
"Alright, I'll just tell you directly."
Dai Kuen Pao said in surprise:
"Isn't my rank not high enough?"
Lin Feng shrugged:
"Couldn't you just relay it?"
"Our previous cooperation has been so deep, you are trustworthy."
Dai Kuen Pao repeatedly said:
"Thank you for your trust, Mr. Lin."
However, Lin Feng then said:
"However, this intelligence is not free; I want ten percent of the profit from our Mainland!"
Dai Kuen Pao looked utterly bewildered:
"Profit?"
"What profit?"
Lin Feng explained:
"Do you remember the news about the Northern Bear that I asked you to take back when you last came to Hong Kong?"
Dai Kuen Pao's expression turned serious:
"I remember!"
Lin Feng smiled:
"This is related to that."
"You pass the message to the top..."
Dai Kuen Pao quickly concentrated on memorizing:
"You speak, I'm listening."
Lin Feng slowly said:
"I have received clear information that the United States is preparing to short the ruble. Their people have already gathered in Amsterdam, and the operation will commence in seven days."
"The estimated price will be within a certain range, note, a range."
"The United States' goal is to profit ten billion US dollars."
Dai Kuen Pao almost cried out, but finally couldn't help but say:
"The Red Bear is on its last breath, and these guys don't want to let them go at all."
Lin Feng said strangely:
"Isn't this normal?"
"The rise of Western countries is based on devouring the resources of various countries around the world..."
"Wait, I'll give you a few articles later, and you'll understand."
"Alright, now let's get back to this specific intelligence."
"If our Mainland doesn't plan to follow suit, then my intelligence naturally won't require payment."
"However, if our Mainland acts after the United States, then I want one-tenth of your profits."
Dai Kuen Pao swallowed his saliva:
"This, I can't decide."
Lin Feng shrugged:
"You don't need to decide, just pass the matter on to the higher-ups."
Dai Kuen Pao breathed a sigh of relief:
"Mr. Lin, you are truly a good partner in cooperation."
Lin Feng smiled:
"I haven't finished speaking."
"America's current intelligence is like a sieve. It thinks it wants to secretly take a stab at the Northern Bear, but little does it know, things are not that simple."
Dai Kuen Pao was astonished:
"What do you mean?"
Lin Feng said lightly:
"My point is, their information has been leaked."
"Many Tycoons in the United States have already secretly gathered, also preparing to get a share."
Dai Kuen Pao was stunned:
"Ah, if we make a move, will there still be profit?"
Lin Feng laughed heartily:
"You're not an expert, don't worry about things outside your expertise."
Dai Kuen Pao nodded repeatedly:
"You're right!"
Lin Feng said solemnly:
"Therefore, the United States' final plan will be achieved, because with more capital involved, the price of the ruble will depreciate severely."
"The United States only wants to gain a profit of ten billion US dollars, but in the end, it is very likely to achieve a harvest of twenty billion US dollars."
"What I mean is, all the participating hot money will gain a profit of twenty billion US dollars."
Dai Kuen Pao was startled.
"If Mainland wants to participate, then these United States hyenas must be fully considered."
"Alright, tell the higher-ups, I want one-tenth."
Dai Kuen Pao was ashamed:
"I can't guarantee that the higher-ups will agree."
Lin Feng shrugged:
"Don't worry, if they participate, they will agree. This is the magnanimity of a great nation like Mainland."
Dai Kuen Pao secretly wondered, magnanimity of a great nation? How did he not know?
Lin Feng hung up the phone and asked:
"Is Jian Jun off today?"
Li Fu said:
"He and Tin Hung are currently taking turns on duty at the hospital; he will go to the hospital tonight."
"But after tomorrow, the two of them will switch."
Lin Feng nodded slightly:
"I need Jian Jun to do something."
Li Fu said intently:
"Brother Feng, please instruct."
Lin Feng instructed:
"You tell Jian Jun to go to a certain place in Aberdeen. There will be a delivery operation there. Remember to take a few photos and then intercept a handbag."
Li Fu nodded:
"I'll go back to the villa immediately to contact Jian Jun."
Lin Feng smiled:
"After the mission is completed, just buy the villa next to yours."
Li Fu said happily:
"Jian Jun will definitely love this mission."
Lin Feng nodded slightly,
"Go let Jian Jun do his work."
Li Fu hesitated:
"Brother Feng, Aberdeen is Brother Kei's territory. Should we greet him as usual?"
Lin Feng rejected:
"No, tell Jian Jun that this operation is top secret."
"Don't let the other party recognize him."
Li Fu frowned:
"In that case, some people might get hurt..."
Lin Feng glared at him:
"Have compassion, but don't be a bleeding heart. When necessary, eliminate them!"
Li Fu smiled:
"Understood."
Lin Feng suddenly reacted and said in annoyance:
"In the future, if you have any questions, just ask directly."
"Both parties in the transaction are very powerful and neither are good people. Remind Jian Jun to be decisive when making a move."
Li Fu nodded repeatedly:
"Don't worry, Jian Jun is much more decisive than I am."
Lin Feng waved his hand:
"Hurry up and go."
Li Fu hesitated for a while:
"Brother Feng, you must wait for me to come back before going out."
Lin Feng asked curiously:
"What do you mean?"
Li Fu sighed:
"Boss Ding instructed early this morning that the Triad is not peaceful these days. Anyway, wherever you go, I must accompany you. If necessary, I will take a bullet for you."
Lin Feng spat fiercely:
"I give you some money, and you take a bullet for me?"
"Ptooey! Ptooey! Ptooey!"
"You've got me all dizzy. I'm blessed with great fortune; no one will shoot me."
"Get out of here!"
Li Fu scurried back to his villa to find Wang Jianjun.
Lin Feng smiled and shook his head. Just as he finished brewing tea, the phone rang.
"Dai Fei, what made you think of calling me?"
It was Dai Fei, the person in charge of the Macau gambling hall, who called.
"Brother Feng, are you free to have tea together? Greyhound and I have always wanted to invite you for tea."
Lin Feng had dug out Fatty Lai, and Greyhound and Dai Fei had always owed him a favor. They all wanted to treat Lin Feng to a meal, but everyone had been very busy lately, so they hadn't had a chance to get together.
The gambling halls in Macau are not like other places; they are a den of iniquity, so naturally, more people are needed to keep an eye on them.
Even if it only takes a few tens of minutes to go back and forth by boat, Dai Fei rarely returns to Hong Kong.
"We're all brothers from the same Triad; there's no need to be so tense."
"Isn't Brother Kun holding the Dragon Head banquet tomorrow? Well then, we can just drink together then."
Dai Fei smiled bitterly:
"Brother Feng, will we be able to drink happily at Brother Kun's inauguration as Dragon Head tomorrow?"
Lin Feng was nonchalant,
"Why wouldn't we drink happily tomorrow?"
"The big bosses have their gatherings, and we hall masters have our own circles; we'll definitely drink to our heart's content."
Dai Fei simply and clearly expressed his concern:
"I'm afraid the police will show up!"
Lin Feng was embarrassed:
"Don't worry, they won't tomorrow."
Dai Fei was dumbfounded:
"They won't?"
Lin Feng shrugged:
"We've already been put in our place when we became hall masters. Unless the Police Force is crazy, they won't pull a stunt like that at the Dragon Head banquet."
"You have to understand, this would be a slap in the face to the entire Triad."
"Even Number One wouldn't dare."
Dai Fei murmured:
"Is that so?"
Lin Feng laughed and scolded:
"Our Triad is also a big force, especially a top ten Triad like Hung Hing; the Police Force has to give us some face."
"Don't worry, the Dragon Head banquet will proceed smoothly."
"Remember, 8:30 PM, Arrogance Restaurant!"
Dai Fei suddenly shivered:
"Arrogance Restaurant?"
"Why is this restaurant still chosen?"
Lin Feng smiled:
"The boss has a tough life; don't worry!"
Dai Fei smiled bitterly and shook his head.
Since Chiang Tin-Sung was shot below the Arrogance Restaurant, everything had gone wrong for him.
Many people in the Triad said that it was from that time that his personal fortune was broken.
Originally, Hung Hing was in its prime under Chiang Tin-Sung's leadership, but once his fortune was broken, it began to decline.
Before Arrogance Restaurant, things were still alright. Although three bodyguards died, Chiang Tin-Sung himself was only grazed by a bullet. For people in the Triad, this injury was no different from accidentally scraping a bit of skin.
However, what followed was fatal. Chiang Tin-Sung was ambushed by knife-wielding assailants while having tea with Lok Bing-yun. That was an unexpected disaster.
He almost couldn't be saved.
It can be said that Chiang Tin-Sung was at his lowest point, and Hung Hing also lost a capable Dragon Head because of this.
People in the Triad are very realistic when evaluating a person. What Hung Hing was like under Chiang Chen's leadership, and what it was like under Chiang Tin-Sung's leadership, everyone knows.
Chiang Tin-Sung's ability was obvious to all.
It was such a powerful figure who unexpectedly stumbled here, which was truly regrettable.
The Hung Hing members had complicated feelings about Arrogance Restaurant; they all felt that it was a bit taboo.
This caused very few Triad members to go to Arrogance Restaurant recently.
Lin Feng scoffed; he didn't believe in fate.
Anyway, whatever his boss chose to do, he would just support him as much as possible.
Brothers for life, adding icing to the cake is nothing, but providing help in times of need is true friendship in adversity. True brothers are never those who laugh and chat at a banquet, but those who, no matter how far or where they are, will immediately help with just a call.
Brothers who prove themselves through actions are true brothers.
Liang Kun is a bit crazy. Ever since he went on a killing spree and eventually eliminated Shangyi, he became a bit unhinged.
He didn't care about the place where Chiang Tin-Sung was shot.
Liang Kun used this method to tell all the Triads that his life was tougher than anyone thought.
The Chairman position is a dangerous one; only those with tough lives can sit in it.
Daring to choose Arrogance Restaurant showed confidence; his life was much tougher than Chiang Tin-Sung's!
Besides that, Lin Feng also knew one thing—Liang Kun was actually backing Da D.
Arrogance Restaurant is in Tsuen Wan.
Because of Chiang Tin-Sung's attack, the foot traffic at Arrogance Restaurant had decreased significantly.
The owner of Arrogance Restaurant had no choice but to secretly bring Da D in as a shareholder, giving him fifteen percent of the shares—this was equivalent to contributing half of the profits.
Da D just casually mentioned to Liang Kun about his investment in the restaurant, and then Liang Kun took it to heart and decided to give Da D a boost.
Outsiders had many evaluations of Liang Kun, such as "money-minded first..." They only thought Liang Kun was a mercenary person, which was not wrong in that aspect, but they didn't know that Liang Kun yearned even more for true brotherhood.
It was very contradictory yet realistic.
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Chapter 212: The First Step Against the Tycoon (Monthly Ticket Bonus)
"Jian Jun, around three o'clock this afternoon, at a certain unit in Aberdeen, someone will place a briefcase inside, and then someone else will come to retrieve it."
"That briefcase is what Brother Feng wants."
"Your mission is to photograph the people going in and out."
"And bring that briefcase back."
"Be careful not to expose your identity."
"Understand?"
Li Fu solemnly instructed Wang Jianjun.
Wang Jianjun thought for a moment and asked:
"Brother Fu, what if I'm discovered?"
Li Fu said calmly:
"Brother Feng's exact words were, 'Do not expose your identity.'"
Wang Jianjun understood instantly.
"I'll leave immediately."
Li Fu gently patted his shoulder:
"The underworld hasn't been peaceful lately; you should make your brothers work a little harder."
"I brought you all out, and I want to make sure you all live good lives."
Wang Jianjun grinned and said:
"Brother Fu, the work you've arranged for us is beyond words."
"Anyone without a mission gets a fixed twenty thousand in living expenses, and if there's a mission, they get a ten percent bonus from the contract's value."
"All in all, that's at least four to five hundred thousand in living expenses annually… Isn't this a good life?"
"The brothers are incredibly happy."
"And don't forget, before they came out, they were all trained by Brother Bao."
"It's an honor!"
"They earn money and it's honorable; the brothers remember your kindness."
Li Fu shook his head:
"There's no such thing as free money falling from the sky… At necessary times, lives will be on the line."
Wang Jianjun laughed heartily:
"Isn't that how it should be?"
Li Fu suddenly said:
"Brother Feng told me that after this matter is done, the villa next to mine can be bought back."
Wang Jianjun didn't react immediately:
"The boss is really willing to buy property; I need to learn from him."
"I see that property prices aren't too high right now; I'll go buy two properties in other places later."
By ordinary standards, Wang Jianjun was undoubtedly a wealthy man, having accumulated enormous wealth from just a few missions, but he dared not send all of it back to his Mainland at once.
Not even a tenth of it.
If he dared to send it back, his family might mistakenly think it was his pension—the amount was too large.
Wang Jianjun pondered investing in real estate like Lin Feng. He was a very straightforward person, unfamiliar with the intricacies of business, but he understood one thing—learning from smart people.
His boss, Lin Feng, was the smartest, so following his methods wouldn't be a problem.
He remembered Lin Feng once saying that Hong Kong had limited land and a large population, making housing a necessity. Moreover, buying houses in certain places didn't require scrutiny of the cash source.
It was not only an investment but also a way to launder money.
He would consult his boss later; perhaps he could find a good deal.
"You're an idiot!"
"Brother Feng wants to buy the villa next door as a reward for you."
Boom!
He swore to the heavens that even on the battlefield, even if a bomb exploded next to his ear right now, he wouldn't bat an eyelid.
Bullets and bombs were something he experienced daily for a period.
However, Li Fu's words completely stunned him!
"The boss is buying me a house?"
Wang Jianjun spoke without confidence, full of doubt.
Li Fu glared:
"You still doubt Brother Feng?"
Wang Jianjun smiled wryly:
"How could I?"
"I remember when I first arrived, Brother Feng told me that as long as Jianguo and I worked hard, he would reward us with a villa in Mid-Levels within five years."
"I just didn't expect it to be so soon."
Li Fu laughed heartily:
"Isn't that good?"
"That means Brother Feng trusts you and appreciates you."
"It also means that after you complete this task, your merits will be sufficient."
"You'll be able to receive your reward."
Wang Jianjun immediately understood the importance of the matter:
"Brother Fu, don't worry, I'm going right away."
Li Fu pulled out a bag:
"I've already prepared everything for you; Jianguo will take you there in advance."
"Remember, Brother Feng wants that bag."
"You also remember to protect yourself and not expose your identity."
Wang Jianjun understood:
"Don't worry."
"For a big house, I have to do a good job, right?"
Li Fu suddenly realized something was amiss and added:
"Given your standing in the boss's heart, as long as you work steadily, you will definitely get a large villa, so don't let your emotions get out of balance."
Wang Jianjun laughed loudly:
"Brother Fu, I want to win, but I'm not afraid to lose."
Li Fu was immediately relieved and patted his shoulder heavily:
"When you return, the day after tomorrow, I'll celebrate for you in your new house."
To avoid Wang Jianjun worrying, he explained,
"Tomorrow is the day Boss Ding hosts the Dragon Head banquet, so we'll be very busy and won't have time to celebrate for you."
"The day after tomorrow, I'll celebrate properly for you."
Wang Jianjun said joyfully:
"Then it's settled."
With that, the three parted ways.
Li Fu had no doubt that Wang Jianjun would complete the mission.
Anyone who has been on a battlefield knows that a certain level of tension is appropriate, but not extreme tension.
People who want to win but fear losing, or fear death, die faster than anyone else.
Too much tension leads to poor judgment and prevents one from performing at their usual trained skill level.
In competitive sports, the worst that can happen is losing.
On the battlefield, it's a matter of life and death!
Only those who are not afraid of death and want to win have the greatest chance of survival.
Based on experience, Li Fu was confident that Wang Jianjun would complete the mission.
Wang Jianjun took Wang Jianguo straight to a unit in Wan Chai.
Wang Jianguo asked:
"Brother Jun, is the mission urgent?"
Wang Jianjun glared at him fiercely:
"Don't even think about asking me about any mission; I can only tell you it's a top-secret mission ordered by the boss."
Wang Jianguo drove sheepishly, no longer speaking.
He couldn't help it; he had gotten his good buddy into terrible trouble.
Because of one sentence, Wang Jianguo was punished by Li Fu to copy the confidentiality rules twenty times, but Wang Jianjun was even worse off, having to do double that.
Thinking about it now, Wang Jianjun was furious.
"Jianguo, after this matter, I'll be moving out of Brother Fu's villa."
Wang Jianguo was greatly surprised:
"Brother, did you make a mistake?"
Wang Jianjun said irritably:
"Can't you ever wish me well? It's good news; the boss is rewarding me with a big house, a big house just like Brother Fu's."
Wang Jianguo said joyfully:
"Then I'll live with you."
"It feels a bit awkward always bothering Brother Fu."
Wang Jianjun laughed:
"Then you keep your mouth shut."
Wang Jianguo stuck out his tongue. He understood that Wang Jianjun was no longer angry, or rather, he hadn't been angry at all.
Thinking about it, it was true that he deserved to be punished for not being able to keep such a top-secret matter confidential.
Fortunately, that matter was in the past.
The two drove in silence and soon reached their destination.
"I'll call you later, and you come pick me up. For now, go find a place to have coffee… and drive the car far away."
Wang Jianjun then tightened his clothes and went to the opposite side of a certain unit.
However, he realized that he had been a bit too cautious.
Aberdeen was highly developed, yet it hadn't become part of the city center, and there were still some remote units here.
The target unit was in such a place.
Generally speaking, not even homeless people or addicts would linger in such units.
Therefore, those who came to such units for transactions must have some ulterior motive.
Wang Jianjun concealed himself well and waited patiently for the people Lin Feng mentioned to go in and out.
This was a task that tested patience, and Wang Jianjun was not lacking in it.
On the battlefield, to wait for the best time to attack, sometimes hiding for a day or two was normal.
He didn't have to wait too long; the target appeared—a middle-aged man in a uniform.
This fellow was too clean and wasn't wearing a jacket.
It wasn't quitting time, and he hadn't arrived by public transport.
So the problem was simple—a man who should have been sitting in his office during working hours suddenly ran out and came to this desolate place; what was he trying to do?
Most importantly, this man was carrying a bag.
Wang Jianjun keenly realized that this was one of his targets.
The instant camera clicked repeatedly, and the man's face clearly registered in Wang Jianjun's eyes—he looked like an elite white-collar worker.
Indeed, the man walked into the target unit, and when he came out, his hands were empty.
Wang Jianjun let him leave.
Lin Feng's instructions were very clear: this man was not his target; the bag that should have been in his hands was his target.
Less than five minutes after the middle-aged man left, another tall man walked in.
Wang Jianjun's pupils slightly contracted:
"Foreigner!"
His eyes were filled with a chilling coldness.
So what if he was a Foreigner?
The briefcase was his target. His boss had instructed him not to expose his identity, and getting his hands on the briefcase was what truly mattered.
Wang Jianjun took a deep breath, calmly captured the scene of the Foreigner entering the unit empty-handed and leaving with the briefcase.
Then, he put away the instant camera and quickly ran down.
"Hello."
The Foreigner was startled and instinctively turned around, only to be met with a fist the size of a clay pot smashing into his nose.
Bang!
As blood spurted from his nose, he immediately fainted.
Wang Jianjun casually picked up the briefcase, unzipped it, and saw that it was full of colorful items, so he turned and left.
Twenty minutes later, he had already brought Wang Jianguo to the Lin Manor on Victoria Peak.
"Boss, I've brought what you wanted."
"However, there was a small incident."
Wang Jianjun recounted the entire event in detail.
Lin Feng burst out laughing:
"Well done."
"Let that Foreigner lie on the ground. If something happens to him, it will be amusing."
Wang Jianjun asked curiously:
"Boss, is that fellow a big shot?"
Lin Feng shrugged:
"To some, this guy is just a human rubber stamp, but to others, he is an absolute big shot."
Wang Jianjun honestly said:
"Boss, I don't understand."
Lin Feng said indifferently:
"That fellow is from the Anglo-Saxon royal family, Duke Andrei. I heard he has an extremely close relationship with the current Anglo-Saxon Queen."
Wang Jianjun felt immense regret:
"If I had known, I would have hit him three inches below the nose."
"What a pity."
Li Fu also showed a look of regret.
Lin Feng laughed:
"This guy isn't on my kill list, so whether he lives or dies is neither here nor there."
None of the three had any particular thoughts about this so-called duke.
Li Fu and Wang Jianjun exchanged glances, both finding it incredible.
They didn't care about this Foreigner because, back in their Mainland, the education they received since childhood was to break these things down.
However, Lin Feng's indifference truly surprised them both.
Wang Jianjun asked curiously:
"Boss, you don't care about them?"
Lin Feng, who was focused on looking at the photos, was taken aback:
"What?"
Wang Jianjun said incredulously:
"I just beat up an Anglo-Saxon duke and knocked him unconscious."
Lin Feng said dismissively:
"I know. Even if you threw him into the sea to feed the fish, I wouldn't have any objections."
Wang Jianjun probed:
"Boss, I've noticed many people in Hong Kong mention the Anglo-Saxon royal family with considerable reverence…"
Lin Feng scoffed:
"A bunch of ungrateful ingrates who don't even know who their ancestors are."
"Our status is so noble, and we still care about some royal family?"
"What kind of rubbish is the Anglo-Saxon royal family? They're just products of inbreeding. Do their kind deserve to be called noble-blooded?"
"Let me tell you, truly noble bloodlines still come from our Mainland descendants."
"Not only mine, but even your bloodlines are extremely noble."
Wang Jianjun chuckled dryly:
"Boss is joking. My family has been poor peasants for eight generations…"
Lin Feng put away the photos and said seriously:
"I'm not joking. Never underestimate your own bloodline."
"Flip through the history books of our Mainland. Which dynasty or era didn't have natural disasters, man-made calamities, or major wars?"
"The fact that we've been able to pass down is purely because our ancestors were once prosperous."
"Back in the time of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, who didn't have an ancestor descended from a Saint King or Saint Minister?"
"How many years is that… five thousand years of history!"
"How many years have those Westerners been around? Only a few hundred years."
"Do they dare to call that noble bloodline?"
"The Qing Dynasty has long since fallen, and they still have the nerve to talk to me about noble bloodlines. Don't make me laugh."
Li Fu and Wang Jianjun were dumbfounded. Huh, can it be calculated like that?
Lin Feng said indifferently:
"The laws of society emphasize survival of the fittest. Wealth not lasting beyond three generations merely means a return to common status."
"However, commoners lasting through three generations… are highly likely to disappear."
"It's just that our Mainland changed the world and changed the rules."
Li Fu and Wang Jianjun exchanged glances, both deep in thought.
Wang Jianjun thought for a moment and asked:
"Boss, I've been to Hong Kong and seen various aspects of it."
"I feel it's very contradictory."
Lin Feng was in a good mood, so he said:
"Go ahead and say whatever you want."
Wang Jianjun frowned:
"Boss, Hong Kong is more prosperous than our Mainland. Logically, everything here should be perfect."
"However, what I've seen isn't like that."
"In some places, skyscrapers stand tall, and the architecture and infrastructure are far beyond anything in our Mainland."
"But in other places, it's even worse than our Mainland."
"Many areas still have shantytowns…"
"Is that a place where people can live?"
Lin Feng didn't react for a moment:
"What did you say?"
Wang Jianjun repeated:
"I feel somewhat disappointed with Hong Kong. I always feel they could do better."
Lin Feng pondered for a long time before understanding Wang Jianjun's logic:
"You mean that because Hong Kong is more prosperous and wealthier than our Mainland, it should be better than our Mainland in every aspect?"
Wang Jianjun nodded:
"Yes, that's what I mean."
Lin Feng was both annoyed and amused:
"Jian Jun, this isn't our Mainland. Never use the Mainland's way of thinking to view Hong Kong."
"I think you've truly been spoiled by the Mainland!"
Wang Jianjun found it hard to maintain his composure:
"…I've been spoiled by the Mainland?"
Lin Feng gave an analogy:
"The operating systems of the Mainland and Hong Kong are completely different."
"The relationship between the Mainland and its citizens is equivalent to that of parents and children."
"The Mainland manages everything for its citizens. As long as the Mainland's economic capacity keeps up, then all aspects will follow suit."
"Public safety, medical care, housing, employment… and so on and so forth."
Wang Jianjun said blankly:
"Isn't that how it is?"
Lin Feng shrugged:
"This theory is correct in the Mainland, but if you step outside the Mainland, it's not!"
"Take Hong Kong as an example. The relationship between the government and its citizens is more of a cooperative one."
"You pay taxes to the government, and the government provides basic services."
"If you lose your job, they won't care about you."
"If you have no place to live, they won't care about you either."
"But if you have money and don't pay taxes, then they will care about you."
"People in Hong Kong advocate for pragmatism, partly because the place is small and the pace of life is fast. On the other hand, it's simple… they are forced into it by Hong Kong's system."
"When no one is looking out for you, what do you do?"
"You can only rely on yourself!"
Wang Jianjun frowned:
"Then is this still considered a developed place?"
Lin Feng nodded:
"Certainly, it is."
"A minority of capitalists control vast resources, advanced technology, and endless wealth, enough to look down on most countries in Asia."
"It's just that the world here is imbalanced."
"Some areas can compare favorably with any city in the world."
"Other areas are miserable, comparable to Africa."
"Although it's developed here, don't expect the compassion of the Mainland!"
Wang Jianjun was speechless and stunned.
Lin Feng said calmly:
"Although I am one of the beneficiaries of this system, I truly dislike such a system."
"For example, this!"
Lin Feng picked up the briefcase, placed it on the table, unzipped it, and poured its contents out.
Clatter, clatter, the tabletop was covered with anonymous bonds, each with a face value of one hundred.
Li Fu frowned:
"This must be hundreds of thousands…"
Wang Jianjun asked curiously:
"Hundreds of thousands in anonymous bonds, is it necessary to be so secretive? It's almost like a spy rendezvous."
Lin Feng laughed:
"Although hundreds of thousands of pounds is a large sum of money, Jian Jun is right, it's not worth them going to such lengths."
"So, these bonds are just a smokescreen."
"The real secret is inside!"
He took the briefcase, and with a gentle tear, a ripping sound revealed a hidden compartment.
Several bonds fluttered down from the compartment.
Li Fu and Wang Jianjun looked closely, and sure enough, each bond had a face value of a million pounds!
"Boss, what is this?"
Lin Feng sneered:
"This is what the Tycoon wanted to give to Duke Andrei."
"I really hope Duke Andrei just sleeps through this, then there'll be a good show to watch!"