Chapter 213: Reward for Merits, Punishment for Faults!
"One pound equals fifteen hong kong dollar, so one million pounds equals fifteen million hong kong dollar?"
"There's half a billion in here!"
Li Fu and Wang Jianjun looked at each other:
"Brother Feng / Boss, are you saying this is Tycoon's... bribe to Duke Andrei?"
Lin Feng unhurriedly sipped his tea:
"Otherwise? Is he doing charity?"
Both of them were completely flustered.
"He's Tycoon!"
"Hong Kongs richest man."
"Is there anything he can't do?"
Lin Feng sighed:
"You two, you need to look at problems from Hong Kong's perspective."
"Tycoon is not a philanthropist; he's a big capitalist who advocates for getting something for nothing, and making a hundred dollars from a single penny."
Li Fu chuckled dryly:
"Brother Feng, you're exaggerating a bit. Where would there be such a business strategy?"
Lin Feng scoffed:
"There isn't?"
Li Fu exclaimed:
"There really is?"
Lin Feng put down his teacup and pulled out his cigar case. Wang Jianjun quickly grabbed it, took out three neatly trimmed cigars. The first one he gave to Lin Feng, the second to Li Fu. He took out a lighter, lit their cigars, and then lit his own.
Then... the cigar case naturally found its way into his pocket.
This kind of thing is familiar to anyone who has been in the military; a really bold person can directly rummage through their company commander's pockets for a smoke.
Lin Feng cursed him with a smile, but wasn't truly angry.
Li Fu and Wang Jianjun were his right-hand men; the former brought him peace of mind, the latter allowed him to relax. Both were his capable assistants.
He savored the aroma of the smoke with his taste buds, exhaled gently, and instructed:
"You two are still young; you don't understand capital operations."
"Back then, the Anglo-Saxon-owned Jardine Matheson was for sale, with a market value of six hundred million hong kong dollar."
Wang Jianjun was startled:
"Boss, it seems like you could have bought it back then."
Lin Feng almost choked:
"I said 'back then'."
"Six hundred million back then is sixty billion now."
"Besides, they are Anglo-Saxon-owned; you can't just buy it if you want to."
Seeing that Wang Jianjun was still a bit confused, Lin Feng had to say:
"Let's use your Mainland as an example. Is the purchasing power of twenty yuan now the same as when you were a child?"
Wang Jianjun grumbled:
"Twenty yuan was a lot of money! When I was a kid, how could I have that much? Two cents was enough to make me happy for a whole day!"
Then, he seemed to ponder.
"It seems that twenty yuan now really doesn't have the same purchasing power as twenty yuan in the past."
Lin Feng laughed:
"That's inflation."
"The simplest example is, when you were a child, you could buy a pen or a catty of sugar with two cents. What can you buy with two cents now?"
"Even an ice cream now costs ten cents, right?"
Wang Jianjun nodded slightly:
"That's true."
Lin Feng laughed:
"When the Anglo-Saxon Jardine Matheson was for sale, its market value was six hundred million."
"But do you know what price Tycoon bought it for back then?"
Both of them shook their heads.
Lin Feng scoffed:
"One hundred eighty million."
Li Fu and Wang Jianjun were dumbfounded:
"That's impossible. This can't even be called a bargain price."
"This is practically being given away!"
Lin Feng waved his hand:
"It can't be said to be given away; that one hundred eighty million was a loan given to him by the Anglo-Saxon."
Huh?!
The two looked at each other, both feeling like they had misheard.
Damn, this is even more outrageous than being given away for free!
Li Fu murmured:
"So, Tycoon used a loan from the Anglo-Saxon to buy Anglo-Saxon assets?"
"The most important thing is, this happened after a huge discount?"
Lin Feng shrugged:
"You could say that."
Li Fu couldn't understand at all:
"Are the Anglo-Saxon crazy?"
"When did they become so kind?"
Lin Feng sneered:
"Kind?"
"Have you forgotten the Opium War?"
"When did they become so kind?"
Wang Jianjun asked with a serious face:
"Boss, what was the price Tycoon paid?"
Lin Feng shrugged:
"Price?"
"What do you think?!"
Li Fu and Wang Jianjun's faces instantly fell.
Both of them understood completely.
People engage in risky business, but no one does business that loses money.
The Anglo-Saxon are not benevolent people; they certainly wouldn't do business that loses money.
So, the situation here is very clear.
"Tycoon passed the Anglo-Saxon's test and was regarded as one of their own by a certain Anglo-Saxon figure."
"Therefore, he was qualified to purchase such cheap assets."
"For the Anglo-Saxon to do this, it's very simple; it's nothing more than laying a trap."
"Hong Kong's return is an inevitable trend. With such a richest man here, it's convenient for them to extract benefits."
A hint of murderous intent flashed in the eyes of Li Fu and Wang Jianjun.
Wang Jianjun grumbled:
"Boss, should we eliminate the potential trouble?"
Lin Feng was surprised:
"What do you mean eliminate potential trouble?"
Wang Jianjun said straightforwardly:
"I robbed the briefcase. This was something Tycoon used to bribe the Anglo-Saxon Duke."
"So Tycoon will definitely look for it, right?"
Lin Feng laughed:
"Originally, yes, but now, not necessarily."
Wang Jianjun was puzzled:
"I don't understand."
Lin Feng laughed:
"If Andrei hadn't fainted on the scene, then after you robbed the briefcase, Tycoon would definitely try to get it back, no matter what. The simplest way would be to pressure the police."
"But Duke Andrei was knocked out by you at the scene. That place is very remote, and Hong Kong is very chaotic."
"If some hooligan saw Andrei's expensive clothes... and gave him a hard time, that would be interesting."
"Let's see how things develop. We'll just enjoy the show."
Wang Jianjun cautiously asked:
"Boss, should I go back to my Mainland to hide, so I don't cause you trouble?"
Lin Feng found it amusing and laughed:
"Are you afraid I can't handle the pressure?"
Before Wang Jianjun could answer, he laughed,
"I gave the order; I already understood the consequences."
"When you're out in the world, you have to take responsibility. How can a boss give an order and then let his subordinate take the blame?"
"Besides, did you let anyone catch you?"
Wang Jianjun shook his head.
"Then that's all there is to it, isn't it?"
"Even if someone really saw it, so what?"
"Do you think Tycoon would dare to openly talk about it?"
"Even if he wants to pressure the police, he'll only say he lost a briefcase, and inside the briefcase were only hundreds of thousands of pounds in bearer bonds."
"He wouldn't dare to mention the millions of pounds in bonds at all."
"You're just following my orders. Why think about those things?"
Wang Jianjun nodded heavily.
Li Fu gently patted Wang Jianjun's shoulder, then turned to ask Lin Feng:
"Brother Feng, I don't understand."
Lin Feng was in a good mood and playfully scolded:
"Why be so indecisive?"
"If there's anything you don't understand, just ask directly!"
Li Fu softly said:
"I remember you once told me that Western bribery is legalized... But why did it become like this today?"
Lin Feng burst out laughing:
"Xiao Fu, you're not wrong, Western bribery is legalized."
"Of course, they don't call it bribery; they call it political donations."
"To run for election, you need a large amount of money. The West allows candidates to raise money from various voters to participate in election campaigns."
"So, this creates conditions for certain people to exchange favors."
"I help you get into power, and after you're in power, you have to repay me."
"In essence, it's still bribery."
"It's just a nicer way of putting it."
Li Fu frowned:
"But..."
"Since there's such a legal and safe way, why would Tycoon take such a risk?"
"This job is too crude, isn't it?"
Wang Jianjun retorted:
"Brother Fu, how is this job crude?"
Li Fu shrugged,
"Look, Tycoon's subordinate actually dealt with Duke Andrei... Aren't they really afraid of being seen?"
Wang Jianjun argued:
"They definitely aren't afraid."
"Neither of them met face-to-face — Tycoon's subordinate was just a tool. He carried the briefcase, and I even suspect he didn't know what was inside it."
"Tycoon's subordinate placed the briefcase in a certain unit, and he wouldn't even know who the owner of that unit was. Perhaps it was Tycoon himself."
Lin Feng interjected:
"Jian Jun hit the nail on the head."
"Some time ago, Cheuk Tze-keung extorted one billion forty million from Tycoon. At that time, all of Tycoon's units gathered all the old banknotes they could find."
"Cheuk Tze-keung was determined not to use new banknotes, only old ones, to prevent the police from tracing him through the money."
"At that time, Tycoon's subordinates were busy for quite a while."
Wang Jianjun added:
"I observed carefully. Tycoon's subordinate dropped the briefcase and left without looking back. He must be a trusted confidant."
"That unit is very remote and quiet; almost no one goes there."
"Anyway, I stayed in that unit for a long time, and besides those two, I never saw a third person."
"Then Duke Andrei entered that unit."
"He never saw anyone else at all."
Li Fu always felt that something was wrong.
Wang Jianjun cleared his doubts:
"Brother Fu, I know what you're worried about. You're worried that we got it too easily, which makes you feel a bit uneasy."
Li Fu suddenly realized:
"Yes, yes, that's exactly it!"
Wang Jianjun sighed:
"Brother Fu, you are in the thick of it without realizing."
"If it weren't for the boss's intelligence, would you have known that these two had such a big deal?"
Li Fu was speechless.
"The boss's intelligence is so secretive. If I hadn't gone to do it, I really wouldn't have dared to imagine such a thing happening, let alone anyone else."
"Even if an uninformed fellow saw Duke Andrei on the road, at most they would lament that Duke Andrei really likes to take walks. How would they even connect him to a deal?"
"He is a Foreigner Duke!"
Li Fu frowned and said:
"Does Duke Andrei have to go in person?"
Lin Feng explained to him:
"Duke Andrei is a member of the royal family, and in Anglo-Saxon, the royal family is just a name."
"Of course, they still have considerable influence in the royal fiefdoms."
"But the real power holders only see them as a stamp."
"A human stamp."
"It's not easy to live a better life and maintain a decent lifestyle."
"For example, the annual maintenance of the old castle is an astronomical sum."
"That's half a hundred million hong kong dollars… That's a super large amount of money anywhere."
"Duke Andrei cannot rest assured letting others do things."
Li Fu asked:
"Didn't Anglo-Saxon send George from the Military Intelligence Agency to Hong Kong?"
"George should be fine, right?"
Lin Feng was speechless:
"If the United States's FBI can monitor their President, do you expect people from the Military Intelligence Agency to help Duke Andrei?"
"If George gets this intelligence, he will definitely treat it as a treasure, and he might even threaten Duke Andrei to work for him."
Li Fu was dumbfounded:
"What?"
Lin Feng shrugged:
"The Anglo-Saxon royal family, although stronger than Chui Gei, the current Dragon Head of Wo Luen Shing… it's only marginally stronger."
"The real powerful departments won't listen to them."
"It's just to maintain superficial politeness."
Li Fu asked, puzzled:
"Since that's the case, why did Tycoon bribe Duke Andrei with such a large sum of money?"
Lin Feng shrugged:
"The Anglo-Saxon royal family is a human stamp, that's what the real power holders in Anglo-Saxon say."
"For ordinary officials, they are their royal family."
"For ordinary people, it's even more so."
"For people in Anglo-Saxon's overseas colonies, they are truly important figures."
"If Tycoon wants to do something in Anglo-Saxon, he must get help from Duke Andrei. This is reality."
"Bribing him is a very natural thing."
Li Fu was completely relieved:
"Then I understand."
Lin Feng smiled and nodded.
Beside him, Li Fu was his personal secretary, helping him to find and fill gaps, and was indispensable.
The saying 'listen to both sides and be enlightened, listen to one side and be darkened' is exactly this.
Lin Feng took out a set of keys and handed them to Wang Jianjun:
"Here, this is the reward I promised you early on."
Wang Jianjun declined:
"Boss, I haven't been with you for long, and I've already received enough money from you… I'll buy this myself."
Lin Feng glared at him:
"Keep your money. Here, I reward merits and punish faults. This time I won't give you any other reward."
"This set of keys is your reward."
Wang Jianjun could only take it with both hands and said gratefully:
"Thank you, Boss."
A scholar dies for his confidant.
Wang Jianjun thought to himself that he had no other skills, and only obedience was noteworthy.
He was not like Li Fu. Li Fu would execute without question, and after execution, he would analyze from various aspects whether this matter would bring danger to Lin Feng.
Wang Jianjun was very pure. Whatever the boss told him to do, he would do. If there was danger, he would bear it for the boss.
His thinking was very simple.
However, Wang Jianjun found that the boss seemed to be more generous to him than to Li Fu.
Li Fu said that he had followed the boss for three years before he got a big house.
But Wang Jianjun, how long had he been with Lin Feng?
Anyway, Wang Jianjun decided that if anyone dared to be unfavorable to Lin Feng, no matter who he was, he would just fight!
Lin Feng patted Wang Jianjun's shoulder:
"You have a big house, which should have been celebrated properly."
"But unfortunately, things have been piling up these two days."
"Now that you also have a position, there's even less time to celebrate for you."
Wang Jianjun quickly said:
"Boss, it's enough for a few of us to get together. I'm a small fry, it's not worth making a big fuss."
Lin Feng shook his head:
"My subordinates are not small fries."
"I'll compensate you later."
"The house deeds and everything are in the villa. This is different from Mainland. Not a single house deed can be lost. If they are lost, it will be troublesome."
"If you want to sell it in the future, if one house deed is missing, the transaction value will be greatly discounted."
Wang Jianjun was surprised:
"Boss, why would I want to sell the house?"
Lin Feng said meaningfully:
"A cunning rabbit has three burrows."
"Who can say what will happen in the future?"
"Anyway, just keep them well."
Wang Jianjun immediately said:
"I'll listen to you."
Lin Feng took out a check again, wrote one with a flourish, and handed it to Wang Jianjun,
"This is Jianguo's reward."
"I still say the same thing: here, I reward merits and punish faults."
"If you do things without any mistakes, my money will not be lacking."
"Similarly, if there are mistakes, my punishment will also be very severe."
Wang Jianjun chuckled in agreement.
Punishment?
Wang Jianjun had never thought about that—the boss's reward was so generous, so of course he had to complete it desperately, right?
Even if he was really punished, Wang Jianjun had no complaints.
With such a good opportunity to make money, if you don't cherish it yourself and instead make a mistake, who should be punished if not you?
It's purely deserved!
Wang Jianjun was beaming with joy, looking at Lin Feng with admiration.
Lin Feng sighed:
"Your gaze…"
"I'm telling you, don't ever think about taking a bullet for me from the bottom of your heart."
Wang Jianjun immediately said:
"If such a thing really happens, I will definitely take a bullet for you."
Lin Feng spat.
"No ambition!"
"So much money bought you off?"
"Is your life so worthless?"
"When you're out making a living, making money comes first; everything is business."
"You put in the labor, I pay you the reward, that's only natural."
"Get lost, just looking at you makes me angry."
"Hurry up and get lost."
Wang Jianjun laughed, greeted the two of them, and happily went to see his house.
Lin Feng shook his head slightly.
Li Fu asked, puzzled:
"Brother Feng, you don't seem very happy?"
Lin Feng said bluntly:
"I really never thought of having my brothers take bullets for me, but looking at you guys, it seems like each of you wants to take a bullet for me."
Li Fu nodded seriously:
"Yes, I will also take a bullet for you."
Lin Feng sneered:
"If something happens to me and I can't react in time, it would be useless even if it were you, it would be a pointless sacrifice."
"My skills are better than yours, my reaction speed is faster than yours. If I can't make it, do you think you can?"
"If that day really comes, you might as well lie low and slowly avenge me, that's the right way… Besides, at most it would be a serious injury. Wanting me to die, how could it be so easy?"
Li Fu did not argue with Lin Feng.
Lin Feng suddenly felt a surge of anger and roared:
"Get lost, get lost, seeing you guys like this makes me furious."
Li Fu smiled and stepped aside.
He and Wang Jianjun had the same idea: if they really encountered danger, even if their skills were not as good as Lin Feng's, and their reaction speed was not as fast as Lin Feng's, when it was time to take a bullet, they would not hesitate in the slightest.
No other reason, Lin Feng not only treated them like brothers, but he was also very generous, and most importantly, he paid overtime and never delayed salaries.
For such a boss, of course, they had to do everything possible to make him live a long life!
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Chapter 214: Camel's Funeral
Lin Feng wasn't joking.
As a former legal representative and CFO of a certain company in his previous life, someone who almost went to study basketball, he absolutely detested being a scapegoat.
No matter how much money the boss gave him back then, Lin Feng's heart remained unmoved—'I'm always ready to take the blame for you; I'm earning money with my life.'
This was part of the deal.
Everything was just business.
After transmigrating and joining the Triad, it became even clearer.
Everything is business.
After Lei Yiu-Yeung wiped out Si B's entire family, Hung Hing received compensation from Tung Sing and then dropped the matter.
It's business!
Chiang Tin-Sung was ambushed by assassins set up by Crow and two others. Lin Feng was ordered to negotiate with Ah Bun of Tung Sing, and after receiving compensation, the matter was concluded.
It's business!
Lin Feng genuinely didn't see anything good about someone taking a bullet for him.
This was a clear characteristic of his inability to integrate into this society.
After being annoyed for a while, Lin Feng suddenly wasn't depressed anymore—'Someone wants to take a bullet for you in a dangerous situation, and you're still unwilling?'
How pretentious!
Thinking this, Lin Feng couldn't help but mock himself.
Li Fu came up again:
"Brother Feng, Third Sister-in-law is on the phone."
Lin Feng picked up the phone and asked:
"Yao Yao, is everything going smoothly on your end?"
Ding Yao smiled:
"Very smoothly."
"I've already picked up Sung Tse-Ho and that insidious little minion, Tam Shing."
Lin Feng chuckled:
"Why do you call him insidious?"
Ding Yao said mercilessly:
"That guy is clearly a venomous snake, yet he pretends to be a harmless rabbit. And he doesn't even do a good job of pretending, which makes him annoying."
"It's fine to have ambition, but he overdid his act."
"Sung Tse-Ho is an old-school Triad member. If Tam Shing had openly said he wanted to rise, Sung Tse-Ho would definitely have given him a push."
"It's a pity he chose the wrong path."
Lin Feng burst out laughing:
"Tam Shing was brought in by Mr. Yao to take down Sung Tse-Ho. Tam Shing is just a pawn; how could he make his own decisions?"
Ding Yao giggled:
"Such a person will be taken down by Mr. Yao sooner or later."
Lin Feng asked:
"What did Sung Tse-Ho say?"
Ding Yao commented:
"Sung Tse-Ho is an old-school Triad member, but he's too old-school. He always thinks brotherhood is more important than anything."
"Society is constantly developing, and he doesn't know how to adapt."
"If his boss were a reasonable person, it would be fine."
"Then Sung Tse-Ho would still have a chance to survive."
"Fortunately, he's still clever enough to join your faction, husband. Otherwise, he'd either be in prison or in hell."
Lin Feng laughed heartily:
"Sung Tse-Ho is the helper I found for you."
Ding Yao giggled:
"I'm very satisfied with Sung Tse-Ho."
"Hmm, Li Mark is also good. He handles his dual pistols very skillfully."
Lin Feng asked in surprise:
"Li Mark went too?"
Ding Yao nodded:
"If he didn't know Tam Shing's true colors, Li Mark might not have come; but since Tam Shing has been exposed, he definitely has to come."
"I plan to help them take down Tam Shing first, and then give them each a Hall Master position."
"They definitely can't return to Hong Kong."
"They'll just stay in Taiwan and help me."
"I want to develop the Three United Gang, and I'm short on manpower."
Lin Feng asked:
"Is there enough money?"
Ding Yao's voice was very charming:
"Yes, there is."
"If it's not enough, my eldest sister said she would use the family fund to help me."
Every time Lin Feng heard Ding Yao say this, he felt a strange sensation.
Whose family foundation would specifically inject capital into a Triad?
It seemed like there was no one else besides their family, right?
Lin Feng had high standards, and his requirements for women were very high.
Only extraordinary women could enter his family's door.
Ho Man is an elite teacher at an international school, Lok Wai-Jan is a star reporter at TV Television Station, and Fang Ting is a financial magazine reporter, following Fong Chun-San.
Ding Yao is even Lui Gung's sister-in-law, and a woman with foresight.
Her greatest dream is to assist a man in achieving great things, and Lin Feng is the man she chose.
However, Lin Feng wanted her to develop in Taiwan, so Ding Yao had to obey Lin Feng's wishes and stay in Taiwan.
The women of the Lin family all have their own careers, and this is something Lin Feng supports.
Everyone who develops their own career receives a subsidy. Since Ding Yao's career is the Triad, Ho Man will also treat her equally and allocate funds to help her.
"What's their impression of you?"
Ding Yao giggled:
"Their impression of me isn't important. It's enough that they are your subordinates."
Lin Feng reminded her:
"In the future, they will be your right-hand men. You must do your best to win them over."
Ding Yao smiled:
"Don't worry."
"I can't show my face now, after all, Lui Gung isn't dead yet."
Lin Feng said indifferently:
"If Lui Gung is sensible, there's no harm in letting him live a few more years."
"If he's not sensible, let him come to Hong Kong, and I'll send him on his way."
Ding Yao became even more joyful; Lin Feng's domineering aura captivated her:
"Husband, I understand."
"Oh, by the way, husband, I found an interesting fellow."
Lin Feng smiled:
"Who have you found now?"
Ding Yao giggled:
"There's a gang leader of the Pine Forest Gang in Taiwan named Chow Chiu-Sin, who is quite interesting."
"This guy has great ambitions, but he's a bit rough around the edges when it comes to getting things done."
"He wants to run for councilor..."
"I don't have high hopes for him."
Chow Chiu-Sin?
The Mazda spokesperson?
Lin Feng praised:
"Yao Yao, your judgment is impeccable. Chow Chiu-Sin is a typical Triad member."
"It's both difficult and not difficult to win him over."
Ding Yao was overjoyed:
"Husband, I knew you'd have a solution."
Lin Feng shrugged:
"If it were an ordinary person, I wouldn't suggest you take him in, but Chow Chiu-Sin... he still has a bottom line."
Most people involved in Triads are not good people.
If judged by ordinary moral standards, Lin Feng, Li Fu, Wang Jianjun, Lok Tin-hung, and others are all not good people.
However, when you're out in the world, making money comes first.
As long as you have a bottom line, we can cooperate.
No one wants to get close to people without a bottom line.
Take Crow from Tung Sing, for example. That guy even dares to disrespect Lord Guan, whom the Triad worships. Who would dare to associate with him?
People who have no reverence in their hearts are the most lawless, and it's not surprising what kind of things they might do.
Lin Feng explained:
"Chow Chiu-Sin is insidious and cunning, fierce and domineering, but there's one thing: he is truly devoted to his wife."
"If you want to win him over, you just need to start with his wife."
"But don't use aggressive tactics; use gentle persuasion."
"People who are out in the world admire strength. As long as you are stronger than him, he will submit to you."
Ding Yao was thoughtful.
"This guy wants to run for councilor, which is basically impossible."
"I heard a rumor that he's going to be played."
"Given this guy's personality, he definitely won't be willing."
"At that time, there will inevitably be a bloodbath."
"What you need to do is very simple..."
Ding Yao pondered for a moment, then her eyes suddenly lit up:
"I just need to wait for him to fall into a desperate situation, and then offer timely help?"
Lin Feng laughed heartily:
"We don't do things that are merely adding flowers to brocade; we only do things that are like sending charcoal in the snow."
Ding Yao nodded:
"Husband, I understand."
After they talked for a while, Ding Yao suddenly asked,
"Husband, Brother Kun is about to hold a Dragon Head banquet. Should I go back?"
Lin Feng was speechless:
"If you want to come back to reunite with me, that's fine, but if you want to attend Brother Kun's Dragon Head banquet, then forget about it."
Ding Yao was surprised:
"Why?"
"Brother Kun doesn't like me?"
Lin Feng snickered:
"Brother Kun doesn't dislike you; he dislikes all of you..."
"Silly girl, Brother Kun is still single. You all take turns parading in front of Old Mother, so Brother Kun gets scolded every day."
Ding Yao laughed uncontrollably:
"Then when I go back, I'll go with Big Sister and the others to Old Mother's place every day, just to make him regret not inviting us to the celebration!"
Lin Feng gave a thumbs up:
"Yes, yes, that's what we'll do."
Lin Feng hung up the phone in a great mood and tossed the phone to Li Fu, but the latter quickly returned:
"Brother Feng, Boss Ding is on the phone."
Lin Feng's expression turned strange, thinking to himself that this guy really shows up when you talk about him.
"Boss, what are your orders?"
Liang Kun sighed heavily:
"There's a troublesome matter that I need you to handle."
Lin Feng said angrily:
"Is that how you order your subordinates around?"
"You're already the Dragon Head of the Triad; shouldn't you give your subordinates some benefits?"
"When you were a Hall Master, you kept ordering me around; now that you're the Chairman, you're still ordering me around?"
Liang Kun said in distress:
"I also want a bit of peace... Stop messing around. In a bit, you'll take some people to New Territories."
Lin Feng was startled:
"To New Territories?"
Liang Kun sighed:
"Camel's funeral is today. You are our Hung Hing's Straw Sandal, so you'll represent the Triad to send Camel off."
Lin Feng was shocked:
"This is even faster than Si B's?"
"They can't even wait three days?"
"Camel died inexplicably. Is the funeral starting already?"
Suddenly, Lin Feng felt something was off.
"Boss, when did you get the news?"
Liang Kun shrugged:
"Just now!"
Lin Feng instantly became alert:
"Something doesn't feel right."
Liang Kun explained:
"Ah Yao also said it didn't feel right, so we called a few Triads we knew. Brother Chang, Uncle Deng, Master Shen, and others said they had just found out too."
Lin Feng sneered repeatedly:
"Boss, Tung Sing is probably doing this on purpose, right? You're holding the Dragon Head banquet tomorrow, and Tung Sing suddenly holds Camel's funeral this afternoon?"
"It looks malicious no matter how you look at it."
Liang Kun was silent for a while, then finally said:
"We thought of that too, but there's nothing we can do. It's the rules of the Jianghu... I'll have to trouble you to make a trip."
Lin Feng readily agreed:
"I'll go right away."
Liang Kun reminded:
"Don't lose face for our Hung Hing."
Lin Feng smiled:
"Brothers for life, you can rest assured with me handling things."
Liang Kun really did feel relieved:
"Alright, I'll leave it to you!"
Lin Feng hung up the phone, a cold sneer playing in his heart.
According to custom, when an important figure holds a funeral, the body is generally laid in state for three days before the funeral begins.
It's only been two days, and they couldn't wait?
Something's fishy!
Lin Feng quietly checked the records of the intelligence system, and an incredible guess formed in his mind.
But this wasn't Hung Hing's business; whatever Tung Sing did was none of Hung Hing's concern.
"Xiao Fu, let's go to New Territories!"
Li Fu immediately prepared the car.
The relationship between Tung Sing and Hung Hing was very complex; the two Triads both fought and cooperated. However, in the early days of savage society, after the spheres of influence of the two Triads were delineated, Tung Sing had always wanted to change the territorial map between them for decades, but without success.
Thus, it continued to this day.
Camel's funeral was on a much larger scale than Little B's at the time.
Camel's status being higher than Little B's was one thing; most importantly, New Territories was a large rural area, allowing Tung Sing to operate freely.
Little B's funeral could only be held in a small funeral parlor in Causeway Bay. How small was it?
A single row in front, barely enough for Hung Hing's Twelve Hall Masters to stand.
Camel's funeral was completely different.
Open-air encampment.
A setup the size of a football field.
Outside, there were five police vans alone!
As Lin Feng and Li Fu were about to enter, Cheung Kwok-Chim, fully armed, came forward to greet them:
"Mr. Lin, is it appropriate for you to be here today?"
Lin Feng looked at him strangely:
"President Camel has passed away. We are all from the Hung Society lineage. Isn't it normal for us to offer incense to him?"
Cheung Kwok-Chim wanted to say something, but finally sighed and stepped aside.
Leung Chi-hung whispered:
"Officer, isn't that Lin Feng from Hung Hing? He's here on behalf of Hung Hing to observe the ceremony and send Camel off, right? Why are you stopping him?"
Cheung Kwok-Chim glanced at him:
"You don't understand!"
Leung Chi-hung grumbled:
"If I don't understand, then tell me..."
Cheung Kwok-Chim still sighed:
"It's a secret."
Leung Chi-hung was half-choked.
Cheung Kwok-Chim subtly glanced at Lin Feng's retreating figure, feeling a bit regretful. This smartest guy in the Triad, after all, couldn't escape the Triad's circle.
Troublesome!
Cheung Kwok-Chim's thoughts wandered, and he inexplicably thought of his beloved subordinate in Wo Hing Shing.
Fortunately, it wasn't him who came this time, but White-Haired Old Man.
Leung Chi-hung didn't get the answer he wanted, but he wasn't angry. His superior acting like a riddle-man wasn't a one or two-day thing.
Anyway, he would figure it out eventually.
"Officer, isn't Camel's funeral a bit too rushed?"
Cheung Kwok-Chim was pulled back to his thoughts by his words and immediately nodded:
"You're right."
"This funeral isn't just rushed, it's far too rushed."
"Camel was a Dragon Head after all; he didn't even get three days of lying in state. It's too hasty!"
Leung Chi-hung quietly asked:
"Could there be a problem here?"
Cheung Kwok-Chim looked at him strangely:
"Are you asking me?"
Leung Chi-hung nodded. Cheung Kwok-Chim retorted irritably:
"If I knew, would I be standing guard here with you?"
Leung Chi-hung fell silent, embarrassed. The atmosphere was a bit awkward, so he made small talk:
"Officer, quite a few people came today."
Cheung Kwok-Chim sighed:
"Camel's seniority in the Jianghu is very high, and his prestige in the Jianghu is also high."
"The older Triads sent high-ranking people. For example, Wo Luen Shing sent Chuen Bo, and Wo Hing Shing sent White-Haired Old Man, one of their three giants."
"In contrast, the newer Triads didn't send many people."
Leung Chi-hung insisted on contradicting him:
"But Hung Hing hasn't been around for long either, and Lin Feng came. He's one of the Twelve Hall Masters, and he's the closest confidant of this term's Hall Master, Liang Kun!"
Cheung Kwok-Chim was half-choked, staring into his eyes and roaring:
"Figure it out yourself."
Leung Chi-hung was completely baffled.
Cheung Kwok-Chim narrowed his eyes slightly:
"That's right, although Hung Hing and Tung Sing have a good relationship, it doesn't warrant Lin Feng's presence... Could there be something fishy going on?"
Times were different now; Lin Feng's status in Hung Hing was extraordinarily high.
The brotherhood of the two brothers in Mong Kok was the benchmark of benchmarks. Rumor had it that Liang Kun was able to ascend to the Chairman position of Hung Hing so quickly because Lin Feng put in a lot of effort.
Lin Feng was Liang Kun's closest confidant; this was a recognized fact in the Jianghu. Although he was Hung Hing's most famous Straw Sandal, he shouldn't need to attend Camel's funeral, should he?
What exactly was it that the police hadn't grasped?
Cheung Kwok-Chim felt a little irritated.
Especially after the bosses of various Triads arrived one after another, it was even more so.
"Please, don't let anything happen."
"The Jianghu is already chaotic enough."
"If something really happens..."
Cheung Kwok-Chim dared not imagine that scene.
At this moment, he really wanted to get some news—if only Phoenix Boy could tell him the inside story. But even Phoenix Boy might not know such an inside story, right?
Ding-a-ling!
A hurried phone rang.
Cheung Kwok-Chim picked up the phone and his pupils suddenly contracted.
It was Phoenix Boy calling.
Cheung Kwok-Chim immediately got out of the car and pulled out his phone:
"It's me!"
"The Prince said that news came from Hung Hing—the ambush on Camel and Chiang Tin-Sung was carried out by Crow, Ng Chi-Wai, and Lui Yiu-Yeung."
"Furthermore, Camel's death was also caused by Crow suffocating him in the Tung Sing Triad Hospital."
Cheung Kwok-Chim stumbled, almost losing his balance:
"Are you kidding me?"
He had personally seen the three people Phoenix mentioned wearing sackcloth and filial white, acting as filial sons and grandsons for Camel!
Phoenix Boy replied seriously:
"It's true."
"Hung Hing and Tung Sing have already reached a compensation agreement."
"However, to preserve Tung Sing's reputation, only a few bosses know about this matter."
Cheung Kwok-Chim angrily said:
"What are Tung Sing's uncles doing?"
"Are they still allowing Crow and the others to live?"
"If this precedent is set, the Jianghu will surely fall into great chaos."
Phoenix Boy said:
"The Prince said that for Camel's funeral this time, Tung Sing's uncles have already made a comprehensive plan. No matter what, Crow and the other three are dead for sure."
"That team of Knife Hand is also dead for sure."
Cheung Kwok-Chim was silent for a long time:
"Received. Take good care of yourself."
The other side hung up the phone.
Cheung Kwok-Chim put away his phone, fiercely rubbing his face with both hands, forcing himself to calm down.
He was a bit stunned.
Who the hell would have thought Camel would die like that?
Even if you died from a knife attack, it would be better than being suffocated by your own disciple in a hospital bed, right?
Involuntarily pulling out a Camel cigarette, Cheung Kwok-Chim took a deep drag, but ended up coughing from choking.
Leung Chi-hung rushed over at the sound, worriedly saying:
"Officer, smoking so much is bad for your health."
Cheung Kwok-Chim shook his head slightly, smoking with his head down.
Leung Chi-hung wanted to persuade him, but thinking of his superior's personality, he dared not.
A cigarette was quickly finished. Cheung Kwok-Chim took a deep breath:
"Tell the brothers to strengthen their vigilance and be ready for any sudden incidents at any time."
Leung Chi-hung's mouth fell open:
"Officer, this is Camel's funeral. Who would cause trouble at Camel's funeral?"
"That's a taboo."
"Wouldn't Tung Sing resent them for life?"
Cheung Kwok-Chim retorted:
"What if it's Tung Sing's own people?"