Chapter 277: Picking Up Jin Mao
"Tin-Yeung, when did you get back?"
Chiang Tin-Sung was pleasantly surprised to see Chiang Tin-Yeung.
Honestly, when a person is sick, they are at their loneliest and much weaker than usual.
Though the two brothers of the Chiang family hadn't seen each other for long, their bond was truly exceptional.
When Chiang Tin-Sung was ill, Chiang Tin-Yeung was the one he missed most.
"Big Brother, are you feeling better?"
Chiang Tin-Sung shook his head:
"How could I recover so quickly? Nam Tsai said I'd have to lie down for at least half a year."
"But I can't just lie there; I have to get up and exercise for a few minutes every day."
Chiang Tin-Yeung nodded repeatedly:
"You broke your ribs!"
Chiang Tin-Sung sighed:
"Luckily, the knife-wielders sent by Crow focused most of their strength on Camel; otherwise, I would have been in real trouble."
"Camel was also very skilled; he managed to withstand the main attack from the knife-wielders and didn't die on the spot. I truly admire his martial arts."
"Unfortunately, Camel ultimately died at the hands of a traitor."
At this point, Chiang Tin-Sung changed the subject,
"Tin-Yeung, why don't you send me some security personnel?"
Chiang Tin-Yeung was taken aback:
"Is the security here not to your liking?"
Chiang Tin-Sung whispered:
"It's not that it's not to my liking; I just don't trust them."
Chiang Tin-Yeung was greatly alarmed:
"But these were all arranged by Ah Feng."
Chiang Tin-Sung sneered:
"I don't trust the ones Ah Kun sent either."
Chiang Tin-Yeung was completely speechless at his big brother's thought process:
"What are you worried about?"
Chiang Tin-Sung stated directly:
"I am the former Chairman. Before Ah Kun, no outsider had ever held the Chairman position in Hung Hing."
"If Ah Kun wants to solve things once and for all, getting rid of me would naturally be the best option."
Chiang Tin-Yeung gained a deeper understanding of his big brother's paranoia.
"The Grandmaster was truly right back then."
"When two tigers meet, one is bound to be injured."
"With Big Brother's narrow-mindedness, if we had grown up together, how much would he have resented me?"
"Even if I'm his biological brother, I'm afraid I wouldn't escape his suspicion, right?"
"Liang Kun and Lin Feng show him so much respect, yet it still can't bring him peace of mind?"
Chiang Tin-Sung saw that Chiang Tin-Yeung hadn't spoken for a long time and said displeasedly:
"Tin-Yeung, do you think I'm wrong?"
Chiang Tin-Yeung sighed:
"Big Brother, can I ask you a few questions?"
Chiang Tin-Sung was even more displeased:
"You're my biological brother; just say whatever you want."
Chiang Tin-Yeung thought, if I say it directly, you'll fall out with me.
Given your physical condition, what if something bad happens?
"Big Brother, you want to cut ties with Hung Hing, right?"
Chiang Tin-Sung nodded:
"Yes, the underworld is too dangerous."
"You don't know, do you? During the time you were back in Siam, Sun Luen Shing lost another new Chairman, and Uncle Deng and Lam Wai Lok of Wo Luen Shing also died."
"I don't want to have anything to do with Hung Hing anymore."
"Once I recover, I'm going to wash my hands clean."
"Then I'll travel all over the world, and perhaps I'll visit you occasionally."
Chiang Tin-Yeung smiled:
"You're always welcome."
"Then, Big Brother..."
"Since you've decided to wash your hands clean, you naturally won't return to the Chairman position of Hung Hing, right?"
Chiang Tin-Sung said naturally:
"Of course."
"The Chairman is a position of ill omen. That I escaped with my life means I'm lucky."
Chiang Tin-Yeung clapped his hands and said:
"So, you pose no threat to Ah Kun at all. Then why are you still worried about him harming you?"
Chiang Tin-Sung was slightly stunned.
It seems that's the case!
However, he stubbornly said,
"Hearts are separated by bellies. I don't want to be entangled with Hung Hing anymore, but does Liang Kun know that?"
"What if he suspects I have ulterior motives?"
"What if he suspects I'll return after recovering?"
"Will he send people to secretly act?"
"Then if I die, others will think it was an accident!"
Chiang Tin-Yeung listened to these words, dumbfounded.
He truly couldn't understand what Chiang Tin-Sung was thinking.
This was no longer mere suspicion; this was probably an illness!
Who would idly think about rebellion without anything else to do?
Chiang Tin-Yeung composed himself and said with a wry smile:
"Big Brother, you're thinking too much."
"If Ah Kun really had such intentions, would he tolerate you moving back home from the hospital?"
"Look at this room; it's even better equipped than a Triad Hospital."
"Ah Kun has put a lot of thought into this."
Chiang Tin-Sung pouted:
"This is all for show for outsiders."
Chiang Tin-Yeung asked in confusion:
"This is your home, though. Who would specifically come to your home to see such things?"
Before Chiang Tin-Sung could reply, Chiang Tin-Yeung's words poured out.
"Let's assume your words are correct."
"Then Ah Kun would have countless opportunities to act in the hospital."
"And ensure that no one would notice anything amiss."
"For example, one small treatment error, and your life would be gone."
"Isn't that much better than letting you go home?"
"I could think of countless such schemes with my eyes closed."
Chiang Tin-Sung said angrily:
"Whose side are you on anyway?"
Chiang Tin-Yeung said with a wry smile:
"I'm on your side."
"No wonder your health isn't improving. I asked Nam Tsai, and he said you're troubled and not resting well."
"I was wondering why you couldn't rest well at home..."
"So it's because of this."
Chiang Tin-Sung remained silent.
Seeing his demeanor, Chiang Tin-Yeung decisively delivered a strong dose of reality:
"Big Brother, stop thinking about it; Ah Kun won't lay a hand on you."
Chiang Tin-Sung looked at him coldly:
"How do you know?"
Chiang Tin-Yeung sighed:
"Now, the Hung Hing hall masters only recognize Ah Kun, only recognize Ah Feng, and won't recognize any Mr. Chiang."
Chiang Tin-Sung said loudly:
"Impossible!"
Chiang Tin-Yeung said calmly:
"Ah Kun is much stronger than you."
"You have to admit it."
"He won't do anything to you."
"This is a common human trait."
"Powerful people don't care what weaker people think all day long."
"You are not a powerful person, at least not between you and Ah Kun."
"Ah Kun won't think about how to kill you, because he knows what you're thinking."
"Even if you recover now and want to return to Hung Hing to contend for the Dragon Head position, he wouldn't care."
Chiang Tin-Sung's expression changed, and he said:
"I don't believe Liang Kun is as calm as you say."
Chiang Tin-Yeung said seriously:
"You can choose not to believe."
"I have two things to tell you."
Chiang Tin-Sung said darkly:
"Say it."
Chiang Tin-Yeung held up one finger:
"First thing, tomorrow Big D will transfer..."
Chiang Tin-Sung said coldly:
"I already knew about that."
Chiang Tin-Yeung said indifferently:
"Then let's talk about something you don't know."
"Tomorrow, not only will Big D transfer, but Chuen Bo will also transfer, bringing Yu Tau Biu and Lei Yue Mun with him."
Chiang Tin-Sung was greatly astonished:
"What?"
Chiang Tin-Yeung held up a second finger:
"There's another thing that probably no one told you."
"However, whether I tell you this or not doesn't matter, since you don't want to return to Hung Hing anyway."
"Ah Kun has taken a woman into his household."
"Her name is Shui Ling."
Chiang Tin-Sung turned pale and exclaimed:
"Is it really Shui Ling?"
Chiang Tin-Yeung nodded:
"Yes, it's Shui Ling."
"Now the Chairman of Tung Sing is Situ, not Shui Ling."
"If Shui Ling hadn't married Liang Kun, who do you think in Tung Sing could compete with Shui Ling for the Chairman position?"
"Big Brother, times have changed."
"It's no longer your era."
"Liang Kun has earned the respect of everyone in Hung Hing. I've communicated with other hall masters, and everyone believes Liang Kun is capable and obeys him."
"If the words of Hung Hing's hall masters don't count, then you can look at Shui Ling."
"Even Shui Ling willingly gave up her position as Chairman of Tung Sing to marry into the Li family."
"Do you think your abilities are stronger than Liang Kun's?"
Chiang Tin-Sung was speechless for a long time before finally saying:
"Was I wrong?"
Chiang Tin-Yeung said with a wry smile:
"The waves behind push the waves ahead, and the old waves always refuse to admit defeat."
"Ah Kun respects you greatly, and he fulfills all your requests."
"If it were someone else with your demands, do you think they would fulfill them?"
Chiang Tin-Sung still made one last struggle:
"But the security..."
Chiang Tin-Yeung sighed heavily:
"Big Brother, you are in a fortunate position but don't realize it."
"Do you know how sought-after Thunder Security is?"
"You simply don't know."
"Currently, the Tycoons of Hong Kong are fiercely competing to secure Thunder Security."
"As far as I know, a team of two bodyguards costs one million hong kong dollar a year."
"And you have eight people arranged here..."
"How much importance Ah Kun places on you!"
"If the Tycoons of Hong Kong knew, they'd probably be green with envy!"
Chiang Tin-Sung let out a long sigh:
"Did I really overthink it?"
Chiang Tin-Yeung said irritably:
"How could you not overthink it?"
"Among all of Hung Hing, Ah Kun is the one who absolutely cannot make a move against you."
"Don't forget the reason Ah Kun became the Chairman."
"He originally wanted me to take over."
"I couldn't leave Siam, which is why you suggested Ah Kun take the position."
"His position is legitimate."
"Even if you use all sorts of methods to compete with him, you won't win."
Chiang Tin-Sung thought about it and realized it was true.
The Triad world values succession.
Especially for Triads with a long history, this is always the case.
Whether the position is legitimate affects the stability of the Triad.
If Liang Kun's position wasn't legitimate, then Chiang Tin-Sung, with even a slight inclination, could still compete with him.
Now, not only does Chiang Tin-Sung not want to return to Hung Hing, but even if he did, he would have to dutifully remain an elder of Hung Hing.
Want to compete?
Sorry, you can't win!
Chiang Tin-Sung understood this point, relaxed, and then felt a new worry:
"We're badmouthing Ah Kun here; those security guards wouldn't spread it, would they?"
Chiang Tin-Yeung immediately said:
"You're the one who's been badmouthing Ah Kun; it's not me."
Chiang Tin-Sung retorted, annoyed:
"I'm your older brother."
Chiang Tin-Yeung laughed heartily:
"Don't worry, big brother."
"Even if Ah Kun knows you were badmouthing him earlier, he won't do anything."
"He's very broad-minded."
Only then did Chiang Tin-Sung relax.
Chiang Tin-Yeung secretly sighed, Ah Kun might not do anything to you, but if I were to badmouth him and he made things difficult for me, how could I bear it?
Lin Feng didn't know such a thing was happening between the Chiang brothers, and even if he did, he would only smile dismissively.
Now, he and Li Fu were at a dai pai dong, competing with Jin Mao for some beef pizzle.
Jin Mao was stubborn, speaking in English:
"I found this first."
"I also called the waiter first, so it should rightfully be mine."
Lin Feng smiled:
"Who do you think the boss will give it to?"
Jin Mao was confident:
"If you don't use other methods, he'll give it to me."
Lin Feng shrugged:
"Don, I admire your confidence, but I just confirmed that the beef pizzle will be in my bowl."
Jin Mao said seriously:
"This isn't the rule of business. The most important thing in business is integrity."
"Believe me, no one understands business better than I do."
Lin Feng burst out laughing:
"So your construction empire is facing bankruptcy?"
Jin Mao shrugged:
"No, no, no, that's not facing bankruptcy; that's just a depletion of the capital chain. As long as I can extend the capital chain."
"I can keep my empire moving forward."
Lin Feng smiled:
"So, your purpose in coming to Hong Kong is to seek an audience with the Four Great Tycoons?"
Jin Mao didn't hide it:
"Of course."
"Hong Kong is inherently a free port, and the Four Great Families of Hong Kong basically made their fortunes through real estate. I believe they can find common ground with me."
"No one understands real estate better than I do. I will definitely succeed."
Lin Feng clapped his hands:
"Don, I believe in your confidence."
"Just as I appreciate your love for beef pizzle."
Jin Mao said proudly:
"No one understands confidence better than I do."
"And no one understands beef pizzle better than I do… but actually, I just wanted to taste what it's like."
Lin Feng looked at this middle-aged man with interest. Jin Mao was about the same age as Liang Kun, but his head was full of hair wax, making him look like a celebrity.
To some extent, this guy really was a celebrity.
Jin Mao asked curiously:
"Do you people from your Mainland really like to eat animal offal so much?"
"In the United States, no one wants to eat that stuff."
Lin Feng said unceremoniously:
"Your history is very short. I'm not talking about the United States; I'm talking about all of Europe."
"Including the homeland of your grandfather, Hans."
Jin Mao was startled:
"You seem to know a lot about me?"
Lin Feng shrugged:
"In all of Hong Kong, there's little I don't know."
Jin Mao laughed loudly:
"I like your humor."
Lin Feng chuckled:
"Humor?"
"If you say so, then so be it."
"For you, one or two hundred years is already a sufficiently long history."
"Unfortunately, in the history of our Mainland… I'm talking about verifiable, trustworthy history, not isolated instances, it goes back three thousand years."
"And then there are countless ancient archaeological sites waiting to be discovered by us."
Jin Mao exclaimed:
"That truly is a long history."
Lin Feng shrugged:
"You didn't form civilization long ago; you only act according to animal instincts…"
Jin Mao said seriously:
"You're being discriminatory!"
Lin Feng said, amused:
"In your concept, all actions are based on the law of the jungle."
"The strong prey on the weak, the winner takes all… isn't that the rule of the jungle?"
Jin Mao thought for a moment and said frankly:
"You're right!"
Lin Feng pulled out a cigar and offered one to Jin Mao, who sniffed it and said happily:
"Cuban, a hundred US dollars a stick."
"So you're also an important person."
Lin Feng was indifferent:
"This is something I stole from my big brother."
Jin Mao said enviously:
"You and your brother have a very deep relationship."
Lin Feng smiled:
"Try the taste."
Jin Mao exhaled gently and said seriously:
"It's really good."
"I think I should get some of this stuff."
Lin Feng said slowly:
"You haven't been away from the habit of eating raw meat and blood for long. Only a few places have formed their own culinary culture."
"You don't know the wonders of it."
"I originally thought you, like the animal kingdom, would also bring in their eating habits, but who knew you would abandon them so thoroughly."
Jin Mao was unwilling:
"We are a civilized existence."
Lin Feng chuckled:
"Then do you know what the dietary rules are in the strictly hierarchical world of carnivorous animals?"
Jin Mao was about to say, "No one understands better than I do," but seeing Lin Feng's half-smile, he immediately changed his tune:
"How about I listen to what you have to say?"
Lin Feng smiled:
"Then I'll tell you."
"The livers that Westerners look down upon are actually the most nutritious."
"And in the animal kingdom, only powerful creatures are qualified to eat such delicious parts."
"You adhere to the law of the jungle, but you've forgotten this most basic thing. It's truly regrettable."
Jin Mao immediately said:
"No one understands animal rules better than I do."
"That beef pizzle is mine then!"
Lin Feng smiled:
"How about this, I'll make a bet with you, just for one US dollar, that the beef pizzle will definitely be in my bowl."
Jin Mao immediately said:
"I'll bet you!"
The two quietly smoked cigars, waiting for the boss to serve the dishes.
Soon, the boss brought over a steaming large bowl.
He placed it directly in front of Mr. Lin:
"Mr. Lin, please enjoy!"
Jin Mao shouted:
"This is unfair!"
The boss was puzzled:
"What is this Foreigner saying?"
Lin Feng smiled and replied:
"He says it's unfair."
The boss said disdainfully:
"What fairness, you Foreigner!"
"Mr. Lin, you come to my business every time. One of your orders is enough for me to set up my stall for half a month."
"What is this Foreigner?"
Lin Feng burst out laughing:
"Maybe this guy will become the leader of the United States in the future."
The boss was even more dismissive:
"Then let's talk about it when he becomes the leader."
Jin Mao was anxious:
"Lin, what are you two talking about?"
Lin Feng smiled and translated their conversation for Jin Mao.
Jin Mao immediately said happily:
"Lin, I'll let you have this beef pizzle!"
Lin Feng corrected him:
"It was mine to begin with."
Jin Mao shrugged:
"Alright, it was yours to begin with."
"I almost forgot, besides integrity, there's also human connection in business."
"Clearly, in the boss's eyes, you are a more important customer than I am."
Jin Mao pulled out a US dollar and handed it to Lin Feng:
"A bet's a bet, this is your prize!"
Lin Feng smiled:
"You're a good sport, and naturally, your character is also good."
Jin Mao looked enviously at the beef pizzle in Lin Feng's bowl:
"Everyone who knows me says that."
Lin Feng laughed heartily:
"I find you interesting, so I'll give you a piece of information for free."
Jin Mao shrugged:
"I don't think your information will be useful to me."
Lin Feng smiled:
"I know you came to Hong Kong seeking financial support because your capital chain is about to break."
"I also know you want to meet the Four Great Tycoons."
"I suggest you go see Tycoons two, three, and four; you won't be able to see Tycoon number one."
"This is my business card. When you're feeling lost, perhaps I can offer you some help."
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Chapter 278: Jin Mao Seeks Help
Jin Mao confidently said:
"Lin, thank you for your business card."
"I will keep it."
"But I believe I won't need it."
"No one understands financing better than I do."
"The Tycoons of Hong Kong will definitely help me."
Lin Feng smiled:
"We have an old saying here: an extra friend means an extra path."
"There's another old saying: at home, rely on family; away from home, rely on friends."
"In Hong Kong, I am the local Boss. Keep the business card; you will need it."
Jin Mao pondered for a moment, then gratefully thanked him:
"Thank you, Lin."
There was no further conversation, and both parties ate heartily.
Jin Mao ate with great relish.
"If only there was a bottle of ice-cold Coke, that would be perfect."
Lin Feng laughed:
"The best part of an ice-cold Coke is that first sip after opening the bottle."
Jin Mao exclaimed loudly,
"Lin, you are my confidant!"
"That's right, the first sip of ice-cold Coke is a work of art."
"The rest isn't worth drinking."
Lin Feng shrugged:
"I told you, there are very few things I don't understand in Hong Kong."
Jin Mao was incredulous:
"But I am an American."
Lin Feng shrugged:
"But you came to Hong Kong."
Jin Mao asked, puzzled:
"Is there a connection?"
Lin Feng said, amused:
"Didn't I tell you? I'm the local Boss here."
"Of the people who come to this place, there are few I don't understand."
Jin Mao looked at him with surprise and uncertainty:
"If I hadn't come to Hong Kong on a whim, I would really suspect you were following me."
"You are truly an amazing person."
"Do you know some kind of Eastern magic?"
Lin Feng shrugged:
"Perhaps."
Jin Mao sighed:
"That's truly unbelievable!"
Lin Feng laughed heartily:
"Believe me, you'll get used to it."
"Remember what I told you before, you'll find it useful."
Jin Mao shrugged:
"I really hope I won't need it."
"This bowl of beef offal is amazing."
"It's even better than my favorite burger."
Lin Feng shrugged:
"When it comes to food culture, Mainland is arguably the best in the world."
"No matter what your taste, you'll always find your favorite food here."
"Sweet, sour, bitter, spicy, salty, stinky... it's all here."
Jin Mao was startled:
"There are people who like to eat stinky food too?"
Lin Feng smiled:
"Nature is wonderful, and we should enjoy its gifts."
"Of course, those who like it, like it very much; those who don't, detest it. It's all personal."
Jin Mao said thoughtfully:
"Then I'll have to see."
"Alright, I should go visit the Tycoons."
Lin Feng reminded him:
"How about you follow the order of four, three, two, one?"
Jin Mao asked, puzzled:
"Is there some meaning to that?"
Lin Feng said directly:
"I'll explain it to you according to your customs: this trip of yours will be fruitless."
"The order of four, three, two, one is because the latter three people will meet you. Although they won't invest in you, they will at least leave you with some hope."
"As for the number one Tycoon, not only will he not invest in you, he won't even give you a chance to meet him."
"I'm doing this for your own good."
Jin Mao said earnestly:
"I believe the Tycoon will definitely meet me..."
However, he changed the subject:
"Your suggestion is interesting though, preserving hope is truly good."
"Then I will visit them in that order."
Lin Feng made a calling gesture:
"Donald, remember my words, you'll have to call me."
Jin Mao thanked him:
"I don't think I'll need to call you, but thank you anyway."
Lin Feng said finally:
"You come to Hong Kong but only speak your Mainland language; that's not what a good guest should do."
"Next time, you'll have to speak Chinese."
Jin Mao shrugged:
"When I return to America, I'll hire a teacher."
"Well then, goodbye for now!"
Jin Mao took his leave like a gentleman.
After he left, Li Fu asked curiously:
"Brother Feng, you seem to think highly of this Jin Mao?"
Lin Feng smiled:
"This guy's name is Donald."
"His catchphrase is 'No one understands [something] better than I do.'"
"He's actually a boastful guy."
"He's a real estate developer from America, already a successful businessman while still in school."
"After graduating from university, he joined the family business for training and is now the chairman of the family enterprise."
"This guy is moving too fast, and his capital chain has some issues."
"He came to Hong Kong this time to seek help from the Four Great Families."
Li Fu was stunned:
"You know so much about him!"
Lin Feng shrugged:
"This guy is an interesting fellow, worth paying attention to."
"Maybe he'll really become the Great Leader of the United States someday."
Li Fu couldn't help but look at Donald's retreating figure:
"The Great Leader of the United States? This Jin Mao?"
"He doesn't look like it!"
Lin Feng shrugged:
"Who can say for sure what life's encounters will bring?"
"As the old saying goes, don't despise a young man's poverty."
Li Fu couldn't help but say:
"But this guy is the same age as Brother Kun... he's not a young man, is he?"
Lin Feng corrected him:
"For a Great Leader of the United States, his age is still young!"
Li Fu still couldn't believe it and was deeply conflicted.
Lin Feng chuckled:
"I just said it casually, why are you so conflicted?"
Li Fu said very seriously:
"Brother Feng, I've been with you for quite a while."
"I trust your judgment of people."
"For example, Siu Gai, Tin Hung, Ah Sang, A Jun, and the others."
"But I truly don't understand how that Jin Mao named Donald, who is clearly full of bluster, could become the Great Leader of the United States?"
"What kind of Great Leader is like that?"
Lin Feng sighed:
"Xiao Fu, I've told you before, your position is different now, you need to read more books and broaden your horizons."
"In Mainland, the most outstanding people enter the government."
"But in the Western world, most of those who enter the government are lawyers, or big businessmen."
Li Fu was astonished.
"Don't use Mainland's standards to judge people."
"I told you before, if you look at the outside world with Mainland's standards, almost everyone seems crazy."
"That's actually not right!"
"Mainland's moral requirements for officials are too high, not something ordinary people can bear."
"As for officials in the Western world, they have almost no cost for making mistakes; they can say whatever they want."
Li Fu's worldview was almost turned upside down.
Lin Feng stopped talking.
Such things are useless to just talk about; Li Fu needs to see, hear, and feel them for himself.
Anyway, Lin Feng didn't want to go the government route, so he let Li Fu do as he pleased.
Whether he believed it or not didn't matter.
After finishing his meal, Lin Feng threw a roll of money to the boss. The boss skillfully put it into his pocket, thinking he had gained half a month's profit, and shouted loudly:
"Mr. Lin, come again next time!"
Lin Feng waved his hand and left with Li Fu.
"Brother Feng, actually there's something I don't understand."
Lin Feng smiled:
"What is it?"
Li Fu said seriously:
"Brother Feng, the amount of money we tip when we go out to eat is too much."
Lin Feng shrugged:
"Can't stand it anymore?"
Li Fu smiled wryly:
"A little."
The two had had such a conversation before.
For Li Fu, this kind of thing was too shocking.
Before he met Lin Feng, he mended his own clothes.
Heaven knows how much his heart ached the first time he tipped for Lin Feng after following him.
Lin Feng shrugged:
"Xiao Fu, I am an invisible Tycoon. Few people in Hong Kong know my financial strength."
"Even those who know I have money don't know my exact wealth."
"If I weren't involved in the Triad, I definitely wouldn't tip like this when eating out."
"Casually displaying wealth in front of strangers is the behavior of a complete fool."
Li Fu quietly curled his lip, thinking, 'Isn't it still the same now?'
Lin Feng smiled:
"Do you know why Benny sighed that he felt like a human being after returning to Mainland?"
Li Fu thought for a moment and said:
"Benny has too many enemies, and he has to clear the streets whenever he goes out, so he can't blend in with ordinary people."
Lin Feng smiled and nodded:
"Exactly!"
Li Fu asked, puzzled:
"Then what does that have to do with your tipping?"
Lin Feng sighed:
"The large amount I tip is merely to warn some potential enemies."
Huh?
Lin Feng asked seriously:
"Xiao Fu, do I have enemies?"
Li Fu nodded emphatically:
"Yes, many!"
As far as Li Fu knew, Lin Feng had countless enemies.
Of course, all those who openly opposed Lin Feng had been killed by him.
But this didn't mean Lin Feng had no enemies; not counting the dead enemies, the people Lin Feng had actively provoked were unreasonably numerous.
Even more terrifying was that each of them was a colossal power.
For example, Golden Club, Anglo-Saxon Garrison, Police Political Department, Tycoon, Cheuk Tze-keung... Of course, Lin Feng acted covertly and never let his enemies know of his existence.
Li Fu's daily training never stopped, and neither did Wang Jianjun and others.
They were the ones who truly worked for Lin Feng, so they naturally knew how many terrifying things they had done.
Once any of these things were exposed, terrifying retaliation would follow.
Li Fu had made up his mind that if that moment ever came, he would definitely take a bullet for Lin Feng.
Besides those whom Lin Feng actively provoked, there were also many unknown Triad upper echelons, little Jin Maos who were eager to kill their way to the top.
It can be said that Li Fu bore the greatest pressure within Thunder Security.
Thunder Security teams were usually two people per group, and important figures typically had five-person teams.
Only Lin Feng brought just Li Fu by his side, plus a driver, Wang Jianguo.
Li Fu genuinely hoped Lin Feng wouldn't run around everywhere; he wished Lin Feng would just stay in the mountain-top mansion.
The reason was that Lin Feng's mansion also had more than one set of hidden sentries, which greatly reduced his pressure.
However, Lin Feng was not someone who could sit still; he had many businesses and frequently traveled all over Hong Kong, needing to meet people everywhere.
He also loved street food and would occasionally eat at a dai pai dong.
Li Fu was worried to death.
Lin Feng chuckled:
"You only see that my tips start at ten thousand hong kong dollars, but you haven't seen the power of those ten thousand hong kong dollars."
"In some Triads, people are willing to risk their lives for ten thousand hong kong dollars."
Li Fu was stunned at these words.
"No one in this world is a fool; when money reaches a certain magnitude, it can even crush people to death."
"My tips all start at ten thousand hong kong dollars, so how much money must I possess?"
"Therefore, I deliberately create an image in the jianghu."
At this point, Lin Feng shrugged,
"This money means nothing to me. Although I can't throw out 10.4 billion money without batting an eye like a Tycoon, one or two tens of thousands mean no difference to me than one or two cents to an ordinary person."
"So, if spending this money can block potential attacks for me, why not?"
Li Fu suddenly understood.
From then on, he no longer felt any heartache about Lin Feng's generous tipping.
This behavior reduced his workload so much!
Lin Feng smiled:
"Xiao Fu, you actually need to broaden your horizons."
"You are now a rich person, big or small."
"It's time to elevate your thinking."
"money is never saved."
"I'm not telling you to be extravagant; you must remember that extravagance is always a bad habit."
"Nor do I want you to spend beyond your means."
"That will only lead you into the abyss of desire."
"My advice to you is to rationally allocate your income."
"Life is both short and long. If you want to live a prosperous life, you need to plan your income rationally."
"For example, let money make money."
Li Fu said bluntly:
"I don't understand."
Lin Feng rolled his eyes:
"If you don't understand, you can learn."
Li Fu still shook his head:
"No, I don't have time."
He explained,
"My job is to be your assistant and to be responsible for your security."
"This is the most important thing."
"Everything else is trivial."
Lin Feng said helplessly:
"If you don't enrich yourself, how can you manage your finances?"
Li Fu tilted his head and said:
"I don't need to specifically manage my finances."
"Aren't I following Brother Feng? If you have any good opportunities, wouldn't it be great if I could just tag along?"
Lin Feng was surprised, then burst into laughter:
"You clever boy, you were waiting for me here!"
Li Fu said cautiously:
"Brother Feng, will you let me tag along?"
Lin Feng praised:
"This is what smart people do."
"Everyone has their specialty; no one is omniscient and omnipotent."
"If there truly is such a person, then he would be a god."
"You are my confidant, so of course you can participate in my investment plans."
"However, business is business; I will charge a certain fee."
"Do you accept?"
Li Fu laughed:
"Only a fool wouldn't accept!"
"Besides Boss Ding, who else is qualified to participate in Brother Feng's wealth-building plan?"
"Whatever you tell me to do, I will do; I'll listen to Brother Feng in everything."
Lin Feng sighed:
"If Brother Kun had your awareness, he wouldn't have borrowed money from me to buy a big house."
Li Fu scratched his head:
"Boss Ding is smart, I am not."
"I just know to listen to smart people."
Lin Feng rolled his eyes at him:
"Oh, please, you're just pretending to be foolish but are actually very clever."
"Jianguo is off today, and I don't want to go out. Tomorrow I still have to attend Big D's transfer ceremony."
"Let's spar for a bit; I haven't practiced today."
Li Fu said happily:
"I've been sparring with Tin Hung these past two days, but it's not satisfying enough to fight him."
Lin Feng laughed heartily:
"You should beat your younger brother early; once he grows up, you won't be able to beat him."
Li Fu was very confident:
"That will take another ten years."
The two got into the car and drove straight home.
However, Wong Bing-Yiu of West Kowloon Police Headquarters wanted to get off work but couldn't.
A murder case directly kept him in the office.
"Grand Duke Andrei was attacked again?"
"And a bodyguard died?"
Wong Bing-Yiu was exceptionally furious!
"What the hell is G4 doing?"
"Where were Andrei's bodyguards?"
"Did they just let the Grand Duke go to a secluded place with only one person?"
"Is there something wrong with this Grand Duke? Why does he always love to go to these remote corners?"
Chief Huang was livid!
He was just about to get off work, and now this happened again?
He really didn't want to work overtime.
Chan Yan-kin sighed:
"Chief, I think there are many suspicious points in this matter."
Wong Bing-Yiu sneered:
"Even a fool knows there are suspicious points."
"Last time, he bypassed all his bodyguards to go to a secluded place and was attacked."
"How many days ago was that?"
"And it's happening again?!"
"A normal person would be vigilant and suspect someone is targeting him. Is he not a normal person?"
"He is an Anglo-Saxon Grand Duke; if there's no trickery, I wouldn't believe he'd go to a secluded place."
"Could it be that the lavish welcome banquet hosted by the Governor, the Hong Kong Government, and various dignitaries for him is not as good as a remote unit?"
Chief Huang fumed for a while, then still asked:
"Who went to the scene?"
Chan Yan-kin quickly said:
"Yuen Ho-Wan led the team there."
Wong Bing-Yiu nodded slightly:
"Yuen Ho-Wan is meticulous in his observations; he doesn't just indiscriminately fire bullets."
"Then we'll wait for Yuen Ho-Wan to return."
Chan Yan-kin reminded:
"Grand Duke Andrei's attack case was initially investigated by the Hong Kong Island district. I think we can ask Chief Lin."
"Can these two cases be merged?"
Wong Bing-Yiu shook his head:
"No."
Chan Yan-kin frowned:
"This conforms to the principles of handling cases."
"I believe not many people in Hong Kong know Grand Duke Andrei."
There are always some discrepancies between photos in the media and the actual person.
Furthermore, Grand Duke Andrei is a Foreigner, and Hong Kong citizens rarely see Foreigners, so there's a natural cross-racial face blindness.
Chan Yan-kin was truly not wrong.
Wong Bing-Yiu sighed:
"Old Lin won't merge the cases."
"Old Lin has already told me the details of the previous investigation."
Chan Yan-kin's heart tensed:
"It's very deep?"
Wong Bing-Yiu said solemnly:
"Especially deep."
"Old Lin doesn't want to get involved in this muddy water; he's using a delaying tactic."
Chan Yan-kin frowned:
"Then us?"
Wong Bing-Yiu sneered:
"Old Lin has already shown us; we just need to follow suit."
"We'll still delay."
Walking around the office with his hands clasped behind his back, Wong Bing-Yiu made a decision,
"Grand Duke Andrei is a Foreigner; I don't have any good feelings for Foreigners."
"There are tons of people who want to curry favor with him; it's not my turn."
"However, the necessary work still needs to be done."
"You instruct Yuen Ho-Wan to investigate carefully and compile a report as quickly as possible."
"Then give him half a day off tomorrow."
After thinking for a moment, he added,
"I just need to see that report before work tomorrow."
Chan Yan-kin understood.
"I'll go urge him right away."
Wong Bing-Yiu added:
"Everyone will work hard tonight and stay at the bureau; no one goes home."
"I'll call Old Lin right away; we still need to show the proper attitude."