Chapter 345 The Limit of Patience
"Is this a protest?"
"Aren't they bullying us?"
"Who isn't scrambling every day for a few pennies?"
"This is too immoral."
"If they push me to the point where I can't live, I'll make sure they pay for it."
In the camera, the citizen's eyes were practically spitting fire!
"What's so good about an interview?" Cunningham casually turned off the TV. "Isn't it better to spend that time smoking, drinking, and playing cards?"
George was speechless.
Is this really a noble scion from London?
The empire is doomed!
"I think it's very good," George said, explaining to him after silently complaining.
"These guys clearly have a mastermind behind them."
"Blocking traffic, stopping commuters—this is designed to create the maximum impact in a short time."
"They want to actively attract the attention of the government."
"The locations these people chose are very clever; they're all major traffic arteries."
"The government is in a dilemma, whether to deal with them or not."
Cunningham asked with interest,
"For example?"
George shrugged,
"If the government deals with them, then they will want their demands met."
"Of course, their demand is to release Tycoon."
Cunningham sneered repeatedly:
"What a beautiful dream!"
"To think they can rely on these tactics to make us release Tycoon is simply dreaming."
"Just ignore them."
George immediately shook his head:
"That won't work either!"
Cunningham frowned:
"Why not?"
George shrugged:
"They're occupying major traffic arteries."
"If we ignore them, traffic will be blocked."
"This will affect the normal lives of citizens, and the Governors Office will be overwhelmed with complaint calls!"
Cunningham was amused.
"What about expulsion?"
George said with a bitter smile:
"Look at the TV; there are clearly thousands of these guys at this location."
"How many people would it take to expel them!"
"It would definitely cause a huge mess."
Cunningham frowned.
"This isn't even the most important thing," George said, looking somewhat troubled.
Cunningham asked curiously:
"Not the most important thing?"
George nodded repeatedly:
"That's right, it's not the most important thing."
"Hong Kong's location is special."
"The empire only possesses its administrative power, not its sovereignty. Its true sovereignty lies with the Mainland."
"It connects East and West, making it a vital transportation hub."
"Even small matters can turn into big ones."
"If we don't handle it well, we will be very passive internationally."
Cunningham suddenly scrutinized George, who looked at him puzzled:
"General, is there something wrong with me?"
Cunningham asked curiously:
"Are you sure you're a senior agent from the Imperial Telecommunications Bureau?"
"Are you sure you're not a seasoned civil servant from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs? Even newly appointed imperial ministers wouldn't have a deeper understanding of this matter than you."
"Did you choose the wrong profession?"
"No!" George replied with a wooden face.
"Then how do you know?" Cunningham raised an eyebrow and asked curiously.
George took a deep breath, weighing how to answer.
"Is it very difficult for you?" Cunningham became even more curious.
"Not difficult at all," George said with a bitter smile, "but it's a bit embarrassing. This tactic was developed by our Telecommunications Bureau."
"Tactic?" Cunningham wondered, "What tactic?"
"Blocking traffic, stirring up trouble, spreading propaganda, crying to the outside world, and then overthrowing the local government… This was originally a tactic developed by the Telecommunications Bureau against other countries."
George's face was as awkward as it could be.
"Ah?" Cunningham was slightly stunned, then burst into laughter. He laughed so heartily that tears nearly streamed down his face.
George's expression grew even more unpleasant.
Who would have thought that something meticulously researched by the Anglo-Saxon Empire would ultimately be used against itself?
This was a colossal blunder.
And the most unbelievable thing.
It must be said, this boomerang hit a bit deep.
"General, this isn't funny." George was terribly distressed. He could already imagine the inquiries from London, and he would have to work overtime writing reports again!
Cunningham ignored George and continued to laugh unrestrainedly, saying as he laughed,
"I knew something felt off about this matter; turns out it has a strong, rotten smell of London."
"It's killing me with laughter!"
George looked at Cunningham helplessly. He didn't find it funny; it wasn't a funny matter to begin with.
"Will such a ridiculous plan really succeed?" Only after he was tired of laughing did Cunningham ask curiously, "How could such a ridiculous plan possibly succeed?"
"You can't say that," George said very seriously, "General, according to our research, this is the least costly plan."
"Most importantly, with the enemy's own people initiating it and the empire guiding public opinion externally, it's very easy to subvert."
"Honestly, this tactic is very effective."
"Those Red Bear countries collapsed this way."
Cunningham was disdainful:
"That's because they treated their own citizens as people."
"However, facts have proven that they don't deserve to be treated as people."
"As long as you're ruthless, your plan is really nonsense."
"In my opinion, it actually helps the other side eliminate hidden dangers."
"Like the Red Bear, they actively carried out massacres."
"Only those small countries couldn't stop it."
"But then again, if it really were a small country, there wouldn't be a need for such trouble to deal with them."
Cunningham was very dismissive.
George shrugged, not arguing with him about these things.
"According to your Telecommunications Bureau's predictions, how will things develop next?"
George explained,
"That depends on how the Governors Office responds."
"No matter how they respond, the media should follow up."
"However, since this is a plan formulated by our Telecommunications Bureau, we naturally have corresponding countermeasures."
"Simply put, it's to cut the Gordian knot swiftly."
"We won't give them any chance to succeed."
Cunningham thought for a moment, then shook his head:
"No, let this matter continue to develop."
George was startled:
"General!"
Cunningham was very indifferent,
"The crux of Tycoon's matter is not in Hong Kong, but in London and the Imperial Capital."
"Although Hong Kong is causing a fierce uproar, it can't decide anything at all."
Cunningham saw things very clearly.
"I don't know who is plotting for Tycoon behind the scenes, but I know one thing: in the face of absolute power, all intrigues and schemes are as ridiculous as a clown."
George immediately became nervous:
"General, this is what I'm worried about. Will the Imperial Capital object?"
Cunningham calmly said:
"No!"
George wondered:
"Why?"
Cunningham smiled:
"This is Hong Kong; it naturally receives attention. If there were really something, people in London would have called long ago."
"So much time has passed, and there's been no news at all."
"That means the Mainland doesn't care about such matters."
George blurted out:
"But that's Tycoon."
"So what?" Cunningham said dismissively. He glanced at the young man in front of him, thought for a moment, and still offered a reminder, "Never use our empire's way of thinking to guess the thoughts of the big figures in the Mainland."
"In the Western world, rich people are the most important."
"However, in the Mainland, rich people are just ordinary people!"
"They are nothing special."
"Most importantly, the people of the Mainland have very high moral standards; they dislike those who are rich but unkind."
Rich but unkind?
George involuntarily looked at the TV. Giving triple wages to one's employees, letting them block traffic in the streets, and forcing the Governors Office to concede—no matter how one looked at it, it couldn't be associated with "benevolence and righteousness."
The actions of the Tycoon Group could not be hidden from those with discerning eyes.
Suddenly giving so many employees triple wages, precisely at the critical moment when Tycoon was arrested—if these people still didn't understand what it meant, then they shouldn't be in this business.
If the empire knew, the Mainland would naturally also know.
Hong Kong was originally part of the Mainland, and the empire didn't have espionage laws.
No matter how one looked at it, the Mainland should have also received the news.
Even if the Mainland hadn't known before, they should know now; there were plenty of people who would pass the message to them.
George firmly believed this.
Suddenly, he remembered Lin Feng; it seemed Mr. Lin had said that even the Mainland had to buy information from him.
George didn't find anything strange about Lin Feng collaborating with the Mainland.
As an intelligence broker, the best partners are naturally countries.
However, this made George even more awestruck by Lin Feng's capabilities; a country possessed overwhelming power, yet even so, Lin Feng still had information the Mainland needed.
What an immense power this was!
It was simply terrifying.
"Absolutely must not offend Mr. Lin!"
"Otherwise, one wouldn't even know how one died!"
Cunningham calmly said,
"You really don't need to worry about the Mainland."
"At least, that's one thing we don't have to worry about anymore."
George quickly smiled and said:
"If the General says there's no need to worry, then there's naturally no need to worry."
"How are things in London?"
He asked this, but George had already concluded that as long as the Mainland didn't interfere, London was simply not an issue.
"Hahaha." Cunningham burst into laughter, "George, you should have a little more faith in us."
"General, don't be careless." George said seriously, "Little Tycoon has already gone to London, and he has Mr. Shen's backing."
"London isn't the Mainland; it's a place for the rich." George showed a slight worry, the Mainland not getting involved was very good news, "Even the big shots in London have to listen to those financiers."
"No, no, no!" Cunningham wagged his finger while puffing on a cigar, "If this matter only involved Grand Duke Andrei alone, it would naturally be very difficult to control the Tycoon family."
"However, it's different now."
"The Tycoon's actions have already united the empire's nobles."
"True great nobles inevitably have considerable influence within the government."
"Grand Duke Andrei isn't highly regarded in aristocratic circles, but that's only relatively speaking. After all, he's also a rich man!"
"By the way, let me tell you something: although the ministers in London are terrible at getting things done, they possess an innate wisdom when it comes to how to mercilessly beat a fallen dog."
"Clearly, the Tycoon family is that fallen dog."
"We will definitely, with the cooperation of those big shots, completely devour the Tycoon family."
"You can rest assured on this point!"
Cunningham was quite proud.
George was extremely speechless. What was there to be proud of about this IQ? What was there to be proud of!
However, after thinking about it, it seemed this had been the empire's tradition for hundreds of years.
Then it was fine!
"General, even so, we can't let Xiao Fu have an easy time." George was still worried.
"George, you are indeed a rare talent in the Telecommunications Bureau," Cunningham said bluntly, "It's just that your starting social class is too low, and you don't understand how we great nobles operate."
"Our people are still very simple."
"Especially those who have their own clear self-interests."
"Then how do we control them?" George humbly asked for guidance. This was something he urgently needed to learn.
"If we don't completely devour Little Tycoon, then we'd be shaming our family crest!" Cunningham grinned, "Little Tycoon is in a hurry, but we're not!"
"Let him stay for a while longer before we talk."
"What do you say about letting him stay for a month?"
"Absolutely not!" George exclaimed, "Little Tycoon went with money; if he uses money to persuade some big shot, things will get messy!"
Guys who haven't received aristocratic education are just trouble. Cunningham couldn't help but roll his eyes and said grumpily,
"George, you are truly clever in one moment and foolish in the next. If you don't let Little Tycoon stay longer in London, how will the money he brought with him be spent?"
"Are we supposed to let Little Tycoon bring all that money back?"
"The various consumption venues in London need consumption to drive them."
"It's rare to encounter such a big client; wouldn't it be a waste of our reputation if we didn't fleece him properly?"
George suddenly understood, secretly cursing himself for being stupid!
I get it!
Everything became clear!
The noble lords of London had already reached a consensus: they truly wanted to keep Little Tycoon there and completely devour him, the kind that turns hope into despair.
The people of noble families are truly black-hearted!
Absolutely!
At this point, George suddenly had an idea:
"General, then should we cooperate with them?"
"How would you cooperate?" Cunningham was quite puzzled.
"I prepared a little something for Hong Kong earlier." George replied with a smile.
"What is it?" Cunningham wondered.
"Actually, it's nothing much, just to cause a stir during the Tycoon Group employees' protest." George replied.
"Oh, you want to create a few deaths." Cunningham suddenly remembered, "No hurry, it's not time yet."
"Who causes deaths on the first three days of a protest? The impact would be too negative."
George was speechless. General, you've changed, when did you become so kind?
"But this is still tolerable."
"If people died at this point, it wouldn't have much impact on the Tycoon Group."
George's heart stirred:
"You mean?"
"It must happen, but the timing must be right!" Cunningham replied without hesitation, "It must be when people's emotions have accumulated to a certain extent, when they are about to erupt but haven't yet, that you ignite them."
"Only then can the maximum effect be achieved."
"George, you are a senior agent of the Telecommunications Bureau. Those in your line of work have a considerable understanding with us."
"As the Mainland saying goes, 'A benevolent heart cannot command an army, a righteous person cannot manage finances.'"
"The citizens of Hong Kong are not our imperial subjects. In fact, even for our own imperial people, we don't care about them."
"So there's even less need to talk about the citizens of Hong Kong."
"I have high hopes for you. I believe you will surely become an influential figure in the empire in the future, which is why I am telling you these things."
George nodded repeatedly; Cunningham was indeed trying hard to teach him.
"General, I'll go arrange it right away!"
"You must maintain a certain balance." Cunningham instructed, "Not too early, not too late."
"Don't worry, General, I will!" George stood up and left. Back in his office, he asked Elizabeth, "What did Chung Yee Shun say?"
"I've already given them those number fours," Elizabeth replied, "I believe they will definitely complete the mission, even if it's for those number fours!"
"Call Chung Yee Shun and tell them to postpone the action!" George ordered, "Tell them to act according to orders."
Elizabeth immediately went to carry out the order.
"Boss, the Foreigner wants us to postpone the action." Lin Ho-tung grumbled, "The Foreigner has no self-control at all, changing his mind three times a day, it's really annoying."
"One must remain calm in important matters," Lin Ho-lung scolded, "How old are you? Do I have to remind you every time?"
Lin Ho-tung dared not say more.
"Alright, you two are brothers, why do you always talk like that?" Su Su quickly mediated, "The Foreigner can be considered trustworthy; so many number fours, and this time completely free, that's pure profit."
"Ah Dong, don't you want to complete this mission?"
Su Su was very understanding,
"If that's the case, I'll let A Fa do it!"
"Sister-in-law, what are you saying?" Lin Ho-tung quickly explained. He certainly didn't want to offend Su Su; she was his god of wealth. If it weren't for Su Su's help, he would have been unable to save face at Liang Kun's Dragon Head banquet.
"Killing a few people is nothing; I can just arrange for someone to do it."
"What I'm angry about is that I wanted to act today, but the Foreigner forcibly made me stop."
"The guys from the Tycoon Group are really annoying. Of all things, they dare to block traffic."
"It's preventing us from doing business!"
Lin Ho-tung's face was full of ferocity.
Coming out to mix means for money, and fighting for money is what one should do.
He wasn't someone with integrity; all his efforts were for making money.
The Tycoon Group blocked his path to making money, which was absolutely intolerable. They had to be killed.
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Chapter 346: Lung Wu's Call
The protests by the Tycoon Group were in full swing.
Every day, they would block major traffic arteries for an hour or two.
Many people genuinely trying to get to work couldn't stand it, and small-scale clashes had already occurred.
Strangely, the Governors Office remained very calm.
"Brother Feng, the Governors Office hasn't made a move. Is something wrong?" Li Fu was very surprised by this and couldn't help but ask for guidance.
"There's not a single problem. If I were the Governors Office, I'd do the same," Lin Feng replied casually while reading 'How the Steel Was Tempered'.
"Why?" Li Fu didn't understand.
"Why are you so nervous?" Lin Feng looked at him strangely. "Are you very concerned about the Governors Office?"
"I'm not concerned!" Li Fu scratched his head, then explained the reason. "Qi Qi has already started working at Jiangs Law Firm, hasn't she? The Tycoon Group blocks the roads every day. How can I feel at ease letting her go to work by herself?"
"Driving her back and forth every day takes several hours."
"The most outrageous thing is that these guys come out at fixed times."
"Morning, noon, and evening."
"They always choose the rush hours for commuting."
"I wish I could beat them up."
Li Fu grew angrier as he spoke.
He understood that the Tycoon Group's members were protesting in the streets.
It was only natural to be loyal to whoever fed them.
Little Tycoon paid these guys to go out, so their street protests were natural.
However, it was absolutely unacceptable for them to make money and then prevent others from making money.
What kind of behavior was this?
This was behavior that cut off others' livelihoods.
Life in Xiangjiang was so fast-paced, everyone worked hard to make a living.
No one had it easy.
Yet, the Tycoon Group's members, after eating and drinking their fill, wouldn't let others eat.
How could that be allowed?
"Brother Feng, I think someone will stir up trouble without even needing the people behind them to act!"
"Don't you understand?" Lin Feng looked at Li Fu strangely. "Then why are you still asking?"
"Understand what?" Li Fu was bewildered.
"Why is the Governors Office not making a move right now? Because it's not time yet!" Lin Feng explained to him indifferently. "Foreigners never care about street protests."
"More precisely, they don't care what the common people think."
"If these people go too far, that's fine; they can just strike hard when the time comes."
"The Foreigner government always acts by weighing the pros and cons."
"What they like to do most are things that are icing on the cake, and empty slogans are the most resounding."
"If you want them to genuinely do practical things, then I'm sorry, they won't do it."
"Then don't the Foreigner's people rebel?" Li Fu was truly shocked.
"I've already told you, don't use the standards of our Mainland to view the world; if you do, you'll be disappointed," Lin Feng looked at Li Fu helplessly.
"You need to understand that in this world, there are very few countries on the entire planet that genuinely treat their own citizens as human beings."
"As for whether they rebel or not, that's a very good question."
"However, it's not a big deal."
"It's not a big deal?" Li Fu's eyes widened, completely disbelieving his ears. "The Foreigner's government doesn't even treat its citizens as people, and those citizens really just accept it?"
"Because they publicize," Lin Feng casually pointed out the key. "Don't listen to how good they make it sound, all that talk of 'democracy and freedom'—those are just their slogans."
"Foreigners love to promote extreme freedom and call on all their citizens to embrace this freedom."
"Do you know why?"
Li Fu shook his head.
Before he met Lin Feng, he was just a naive kid who traveled thousands of miles to Xiangjiang, intent on making a fortune. How would he know the ins and outs of all this?
If you asked about things in his Mainland, Li Fu would definitely know.
Things he learned since childhood would just roll off his tongue.
But he really didn't know anything about the Western world.
"When everyone pursues their own individuality, it's not easy to cooperate."
"Everyone has their own needs, so it's naturally easy to divide them."
"Those Foreigner politicians can say anything, and it's very easy to resonate with a portion of the people."
"Naturally, others will definitely oppose it."
"Thus, contradictions arise."
"Then, uniting one part to govern another becomes simple."
"The most important thing is that the Western world adheres to the winner-takes-all rule; as long as the winner wants to do something, they can."
"Everyone else must willingly accept defeat."
"What if they're unwilling? It's simple: just come back after four or five years."
"Anyway, they have channels to vent their anger."
"Precisely because they have these so-called channels, they don't despair."
"Of course, this hope is also false, yet it's through this so-called process that everyone magically feels satisfied."
"This is how they operate."
"I think I understand!" Li Fu mused. "The Governors Office solving the Tycoon Group's issue is actually the same as the idea you just mentioned."
"They'll only act to quell the situation when the Tycoon Group's members provoke public outrage, especially when it's extreme?"
Lin Feng nodded.
This was a very routine operation, nothing remarkable.
"The people under Foreigner rule are truly pitiful. They could clearly prevent problems before they start, or rather, they could nip them in the bud when signs first appear."
"But they just don't do that."
"It's simply cruel to the extreme."
Li Fu was very intelligent. Lin Feng only gave him a slight hint, and he immediately understood the crux of the matter.
Precisely because he understood, he was very disdainful of them.
"Neither of these groups are good people!"
Li Fu increasingly felt that Lin Feng's planned scheme was correct.
None of these guys cared about ordinary people, completely disregarding their feelings.
This made Li Fu very angry.
Life in his Mainland was indeed hard, but that was because the whole situation was difficult; there was no phenomenon of 'rich families' wine and meat stink, while frozen corpses lie by the road.' Everyone worked hard to live and work.
The grassroots citizens of Xiangjiang were actually the same. But the upper class... Lin Feng shrugged.
"We're not noble either, so no one should criticize anyone else."
"It's good enough that we know this situation exists."
"Anyway, Brother Bao said that Mainland wouldn't get involved in such matters."
Lin Feng was very pleased.
"Brother Feng, Mainland not commenting on this matter, you seem very happy?" Li Fu found it particularly strange.
"Of course, this is a big trap to begin with; why would Mainland get involved?" Lin Feng suddenly thought of his previous life's events and felt a great sense of accomplishment.
Li Fu was bewildered, completely unaware of what Lin Feng was thinking.
Ding-a-ling.
The phone suddenly rang.
"Brother Feng, it's Lung Wu's call."
Lin Feng was very surprised.
"Doesn't this guy never use the phone? He always just shows up directly."
"Tsk tsk, how rare, you actually called me." Lin Feng clicked his tongue in wonder. "You wooden fellow, have you finally wised up?"
"...I'm also a modern person, why wouldn't I use these communication devices?" Lung Wu was speechless upon hearing this. "Mr. Lin, at least speak a little softer when you're talking about people behind their backs; I heard everything."
"It would have been better if you pretended not to hear," Lin Feng shamelessly retorted. "It's better to see through something and not say it if we're still good friends. If you see through it and say it, it makes things very awkward."
"..." Lung Wu was silent for a while. Although he had extensive connections in Xiangjiang, to be honest, he was always a man of action, always helping people with practical matters.
But conversing with people was truly difficult for him.
"Alright, you wooden fellow, chatting with you is such a pain. I still prefer chatting with Xiao Jiu," Lin Feng complained wildly.
"Ah Jiu is older than you." Lung Wu's face flushed. When his younger sister was mentioned, he instantly had a topic, and a faint sense of panic arose in his heart.
"Older than me? Not by many years." Lin Feng's lips curved slightly. It was true; only when Long Jiu was mentioned would this wooden fellow have something to talk about.
"I won't tease you anymore. If you have something to say, just say it directly." Lung Wu was a good person; if there was something to be done, he truly committed to it. He was a good friend to have.
"Mr. Lin, could you come to the Hung Hing Triad Hospital?" Lung Wu requested.
"Now?" Lin Feng was surprised. "Is it urgent? Alright, I'll head over right away!"
"Thank you!" Lung Wu thanked him dryly.
Hanging up the phone, Lin Feng clapped his hands and said,
"Xiao Fu, let's go to the Triad Hospital!"
Li Fu checked the time and readily agreed,
"Alright, I'll make the arrangements now!"
Soon, Wang Jianguo drove the car out, and the three headed straight for the Triad Hospital.
"There are still a lot of people on the streets," Lin Feng said, looking at the guys shouting slogans on the roadside.
"It's three o'clock now, so there are naturally fewer pedestrians on the road," Li Fu said, full of anger. "What's especially annoying is that these guys are really marching in an orderly fashion, not blocking traffic at all."
"The mornings and evenings are the most deadly."
These past two days, to take Qi Qi to and from work, Li Fu had been stuck in traffic quite a bit, so much so that even with his calm personality, he couldn't stand it anymore.
"These guys will suffer sooner or later," Wang Jianguo commented.
"Jianguo, you're in a very good mood," Lin Feng keenly noticed Wang Jianguo's emotions.
"I have to thank the Boss for that," Wang Jianguo said cheerfully. "Thank you, Boss, for helping me make money. Now I have money to buy a big house!"
"Oh…" Lin Feng was slightly stunned. "You also got a share of the Yuen Long branch?"
"Yes!" Wang Jianguo smiled even more happily. "Actually, the Yuen Long share was mainly split between Brother Jun, Dai Tau, and me. The three of us divided it."
"Dai Tau was previously demoted by Xi B and was very poor."
"Brother Jun said that the Boss is a God of Wealth, and if you say this business can make money, then it will definitely make money."
"So he made the decision to directly borrow funds from the branch, treating it as Dai Tau's investment."
"The three of us put together twenty-five million money."
"Now, I can also buy a large villa!"
"My mood is naturally very good."
Wang Jianguo felt very pleased whenever he thought of this.
"How much more do you need?" It was a commendable thing for his subordinates to have money to buy big houses.
Those who possess permanent property possess permanent hearts. Since they earned money by following Lin Feng, their loyalty to Lin Feng was naturally quite high.
What's more, Wang Jianguo was also Lin Feng's driver, making him a trusted confidant among confidants.
Lin Feng also needed them to promote him.
"No, no!" Wang Jianguo quickly said, "Boss, you have already given too much."
"I completed a few missions, and I had enough money."
"This time, I got so much money for free within three days, so I was really happy and couldn't help but say it."
Lin Feng smiled wryly: "So that's how it is."
Wang Jianguo really didn't need Lin Feng to supplement him.
The dividends from Grand Duke Andrei's two assassination attempts alone had provided him with enough money.
Lin Feng didn't value money much and was always generous to his subordinates, never shortchanging them when it came to money.
"Xiao Fu, what about Tin Hung and the others?" Lin Feng suddenly thought of the Blue-haired Kid.
Lok Tin-hung was only seventeen or eighteen years old, immature in all aspects, but Lin Feng liked him very much.
"Tin Hung also has enough money to buy a big house." Li Fu was Lin Feng's personal secretary and knew the situation of Lin Feng's trusted confidants like the back of his hand.
"Although I went to the Hall of Brotherhood gathering, Tin Hung has actually been managing the branch all along. The money from Causeway Bay this time is Tin Hung's."
"You didn't take any?" Lin Feng was very surprised.
"No!" Li Fu said very frankly, "Following Brother Feng, my wealth has long surpassed theirs. I believe that such money-making opportunities will not be just once."
"Didn't you often tell us that you have to give to get?"
Wang Jianguo secretly looked at Li Fu through the rearview mirror. As expected of the class monitor, this level of awareness was impressive.
He, for one, couldn't do such a thing.
Lin Feng gently patted Li Fu's shoulder, very satisfied with him.
He had never worried about Li Fu's moral standards, and Li Fu's professional skills were also improving rapidly. What pleased Lin Feng the most was Li Fu's overall perspective; he would always proactively consider things from Lin Feng's point of view.
Such a loyal subordinate was the trusted confidant he needed.
Lin Feng always believed that loyalty was priceless, and having lived two lives, he understood this truth best. Therefore, Lin Feng never minded Li Fu living a relatively good life.
And it wasn't just Li Fu; almost all of Lin Feng's trusted subordinates never had to worry about money.
Li Fu, of course, went without saying. Wang Jianjun already owned his own big house, and Wang Jianguo could now buy his own big house. Lok Tin-hung and Axe Jun were all the same.
This was completely different from the current mainstream of the Triad.
For the Triad bosses, money was one of the means to control their subordinates.
Getting involved in the Triad was about making money, and subordinates shouldn't be given too much money. It was like raising a dog.
Dogs should be kept hungry to maintain their vitality, ferocity, and obedience.
Otherwise, where would the motivation to fight come from?
The subordinates of the Hong Kong Triad, whenever they were dispatched, always needed money.
Tea money, work fees... the names were numerous and endless. It wasn't that the subordinates were lazy or greedy; it was purely that the bosses' behavior was too unsightly.
Lin Feng was different from them. He disdained doing such things.
Getting involved in the Triad was about making money, but if one kept failing to make money, then the boss shouldn't blame his subordinates for thinking of various ways to climb up.
"These guys are like dogs." Li Fu had no idea that Lin Feng had thought so much in such a short time, and he looked at the scattered Tycoon Group employees with a cold gaze.
"They only dare to target ordinary people."
"In the wealthy areas like Victoria Peak and Repulse Bay, there isn't a single protester outside."
"Clearly, these people are also workers, but they took money from the Tycoon and then turned around to make trouble for other workers."
Lin Feng shrugged.
"I told you a long time ago, don't use the mindset of Mainland to look at the people here."
"Xiao Fu, don't try to test human nature; human nature cannot withstand testing."
"You also don't need to try to test someone; people fundamentally cannot withstand testing."
"If people are trying to survive, they will do all sorts of things that cross the line…"
"I know the education you received in Mainland, but it's different here."
"Especially in the Triad, it's even more so."
"Many things that happen there cross people's moral bottom lines."
"You simply cannot imagine it."
Li Fu was silent.
Wang Jianguo, on the other hand, acted as if nothing had happened.
These two were different.
The former had high moral standards, while the latter was more like an ordinary person who went with the flow.
"People, after all, must have some pursuits," Li Fu sighed.
"That's right," Lin Feng shrugged. "Why am I so conspicuously reorganizing Hung Hing?"
"Isn't it so that Boss Ding can live a normal life in the future?"
"Otherwise, with his personality, I'd have to collect his corpse sooner or later."
Li Fu and Wang Jianguo were both moved.
Thinking about Liang Kun's actions, it really seemed to be the case.
Every villain in the eyes of others always has a different life.
Few people are born evil; it's all the influence of their environment.
"Boss, you've actually helped Boss Ding enough," Wang Jianguo said softly.
"A drop of kindness should be repaid with a gushing spring, not to mention the kindness of upbringing," Lin Feng immediately interjected. This matter was actually very profound.
After transmigrating, Lin Feng originally thought that his predecessor's experiences had nothing to do with him.
However, only after transmigrating did he understand.
It had nothing to do with him, my foot.
The two had completely merged.
Lin Feng transmigrated on the operating table; his past and present lives had long merged and simply couldn't be separated.
It could be said that Old Mother and Liang Kun were the barriers connecting him to this world. If anyone dared to harm these two, Lin Feng himself would lose control.
This was an obsession.
In other words, Old Mother and Liang Kun were his inverse scales. Their priority was even above his eight wives and Tin Yeng-San.
Li Fu and Wang Jianguo exchanged glances and nodded in unison.
Lin Feng's stance gave them a clear understanding of their upcoming work; they had to be cautious in matters involving Liang Kun, no matter what.
"Hong Kong will be very chaotic during this period. Don't stand out easily; just do our work well."
Lin Feng instructed the two,
"Tell Jian Jun and Tin Hung about this."
"No matter what other Triads do, we need to keep a low profile."
"If the Tycoon Group people want to cause trouble, let them."
"We'll take advantage of this opportunity to reorganize Hung Hing."
"Brother Feng, I will tell Boss Ding what you said," Li Fu said with a smile. "Actually, Boss Ding has the same idea. With Sister-in-law Shui Ling around, Boss Ding hasn't been to Sister Mei's place in a long time."