Chapter 353 Concern From Mainland
"Tribute?"
Little Tycoon truly couldn't accept this fact.
To think that his family was, after all, the head of Hong Kong's New Four Families, and even Old Four Great Families couldn't match their power.
In Hong Kong, they commanded the winds and rains, belonging to the first-class families.
Yet, according to Mr. Shen, they had to pay tribute to the nobles in London?
It shouldn't be!
Little Tycoon genuinely believed their family wouldn't fall to such a state of decline.
Tycoon not only had extensive influence in Hong Kong but was also a well-known figure globally.
A while ago, Jin Mao, who was also in real estate in America, came to Hong Kong seeking help, but Tycoon didn't even meet him.
How could someone globally renowned fall to the point of paying tribute to others?
"Uncle Shen, we are asking the nobles in London to help my father escape danger, so how could it be a tribute?"
After much thought, Little Tycoon still needed to explain his stance to Mr. Shen.
"What's wrong with tribute?"
Mr. Shen was very puzzled.
"You're going to pay tribute, what do you think it is?"
Little Tycoon naturally said:
"I am seeking cooperation."
Hahahahaha!
Mr. Shen suddenly burst into laughter.
He laughed so hard that tears were about to stream down his face.
Although Little Tycoon couldn't see, he heard Mr. Shen's laughter and could vaguely sense his state.
"Uncle Shen, am I wrong?"
Little Tycoon was a bit annoyed.
However, at this moment, only Mr. Shen could save his father. Annoyed as he was, he still suppressed his anger and reasoned with Mr. Shen.
Mr. Shen wiped his tears, shaking his head and smiling wryly:
"You seem to have never had an accurate self-perception."
Little Tycoon was a bit confused.
Perception?
What kind of perception?
He was Hong Kong's most famous young master, a rich second-generation who never worried about food or clothing, a renowned scion of Hong Kong.
Since childhood, his father had forced him to attend board meetings.
Through observation and experience, he had long mastered the methods of doing business.
Little Tycoon was no profligate; he was much stronger than the second-generations of ordinary prominent families.
However, he knew that Mr. Shen wasn't talking about that.
"Uncle Shen, what do you mean?"
Mr. Shen smiled, then changed the subject:
"What kind of person do you think your father is?"
Little Tycoon was puzzled, why was it about his father again?
Puzzled as he was, he said without hesitation,
"My father is Hong Kongs richest man, an influential big shot."
Mr. Shen stopped smiling:
"Is that what I asked?"
Little Tycoon felt a chill in his heart:
"What do you mean?"
Mr. Shen's voice was very cold:
"How did your father make his fortune?"
Little Tycoon blurted out:
"He is a business genius, with keen insight, always able to seize certain opportunities."
"And he is best at making money from angles others can't imagine..."
"Enough!" Mr. Shen simply interrupted him, "If you keep rambling and don't get to the point, see if I'll pay attention to you!"
Little Tycoon felt very wronged:
"But I'm stating facts."
Mr. Shen said coldly:
"Facts, my foot!"
"I ask you, what business makes the most money?"
Little Tycoon immediately said:
"Government-licensed monopoly businesses make the most money."
Mr. Shen said faintly:
"Exactly, your father does government-licensed monopoly business."
"Ports are inherently scarce resources, and they are non-renewable."
"His focus on ports is, in essence, a monopoly."
"It's just that these things are different from what people typically imagine a monopoly to be, so their reputation isn't obvious."
"Then I ask you, can a private entrepreneur dabble in the port business?"
Little Tycoon was stunned.
"Impossible!"
"Your father set his sights on a port in Canada. Don't think that just because he gathered such a large group of people, and he approached almost all the top-ranked Tycoons in Hong Kong."
"Do you think that by connecting the Tycoons of Hong Kong, they can take down that port?"
"You're an adult, for goodness sake, do you have to be so naive?"
"Without national endorsement, who would dare to hand over such a large port for your father and his group to operate?"
"Do you know why your father sought Grand Duke Andrei to intercede?"
"Grand Duke Andrei doesn't have much real power, but he is, after all, an Anglo-Saxon Grand Duke, and he has a certain influence within the Federation."
"Grand Duke Andrei's intervention, to some extent, is equivalent to Anglo-Saxon approval."
"Otherwise, at this time of East-West confrontation, would Canada let you win the bid?"
Little Tycoon was dismissive, believing that in business, it was all about business, nothing major.
However, Mr. Shen's next words shattered Little Tycoon's composure.
"When doing things, you must grasp the key points. You've rambled on and on, but you haven't hit the nail on the head."
"Why did your father succeed?"
"There's only one reason—he's a comprador!"
"He is a comprador recognized by our Anglo-Saxon system."
"If not for that, why would I have supported him so much back then?"
Little Tycoon was speechless at once.
Indeed, no matter how much he sugarcoated it, ultimately, this was Hong Kong, under Anglo-Saxon rule. To do business smoothly, one had to gain the approval of Foreigner.
Where did the initial capital come from?
Where did the funds come from?
Did he really think it was because of Little Tycoon's maternal grandfather? Or was it the myth of plastic flowers?
Actually, none of these. Ultimately, it was because the Anglo-Saxons were supporting him from behind.
"There's no free lunch in the world, and we businesspeople understand this principle best."
"To gain something, you should accordingly give up certain things."
"This is the simplest truth."
Mr. Shen said indifferently,
"Your father pledged his loyalty to the Anglo-Saxons, so he got opportunities and support."
"If you can't see through this, you might as well come back early and prepare for your father's funeral."
Little Tycoon broke into a sweat.
"Uncle Shen, I was wrong."
"Do you truly know you were wrong?" Mr. Shen asked seriously.
"I do!" Little Tycoon quickly declared.
Tycoon was the family's foundation; if Tycoon had problems, it would be too terrifying.
Not only would Tycoon Group not be saved, but the entire family would also vanish into thin air.
This was an era of great change, and there were no families that prospered forever.
If that were truly the case, how could the New Four Families overshadow Old Four Great Families?
Of course, the power disparity between the New Four Families and Old Four Great Families wasn't that great.
The New Four Families were in their prime, almost attracting all attention.
Old Four Great Families seemed to have declined, but in reality, they had quietly completed their transformation.
Both the New Four Families and Old Four Great Families made their fortunes from government-sanctioned monopoly businesses. Old Four Great Families had long completed their initial wealth accumulation, and they were now focusing on transitioning from merchants to nobles.
From mere merchants, they transformed into lawyers, judges, parliament members, and so on.
Perhaps individual members weren't so dazzling, but the entire family was almost ubiquitous.
In fact, this was the strategy of ancient aristocratic families.
There are families that last a thousand years, but no dynasties that last a thousand years.
So how did they do it?
Each generation would send one or two people to serve in the government just for show.
The main force would absolutely not touch politics.
Farming and scholarship were fundamental to their family traditions, and their protégés and former subordinates controlled the local government officials.
They would basically not be the chief officials, but the minor officials in the local government were all under their control.
Thus, an outsider official wanting to stably perform his duties would need to maintain good relations with them; otherwise, he could forget about holding that office.
It was merely the basic strategy of aristocratic families.
The New Four Families of Hong Kong had far more wealth than Old Four Great Families, but in terms of real social connections, Old Four Great Families were still more powerful.
They had already completed the transformation from nouveau riche to aristocracy.
Little Tycoon was very clear about this.
For the Tycoon family to transform from merchants into true aristocrats, like Old Four Great Families, it would take time.
It's no joke that it takes three generations to cultivate an aristocrat.
Everything hinged on Tycoon.
No matter how much money it cost, he had to rescue Tycoon.
Besides, Little Tycoon had already understood Mr. Shen's unspoken meaning: they were politely called compradors, but in reality, they were collaborators, dogs of the Foreigner.
Only after pledging loyalty to the Foreigner did they acquire astonishing wealth.
Bringing so much money to London this time was truly paying tribute.
Using these five billion in money to buy the leniency of the great nobles of London.
Using these five billion in money to break through the defenses of the great nobles' hearts.
To put it simply, it was buying a life with money!
"If you truly understand, then spend all the money until none is left."
"I have no problem here." Lin Feng said with a smile to the other end of the phone, "Brother Bao, Tycoon doesn't know I'm secretly targeting him. Little Tycoon is busy spending money in London, hoping to buy Tycoon's life. Who would target me?"
The person speaking with Lin Feng was Dai Kuen Pao:
"Mr. Lin, you really don't need us to intervene?"
Lin Feng shook his head:
"It's not convenient for you to intervene. This matter is a struggle between Tycoon and Foreigner, and it has nothing to do with you."
"The best way to handle it is to watch them fight among themselves."
"We'll just quietly watch their theatrics."
"Let him build his tall buildings, let him feast his guests, and then let his buildings collapse."
Dai Kuen Pao was speechless:
"According to our intelligence, the money Little Tycoon brought is truly a lot, a full three to four billion hong kong dollars..."
Lin Feng corrected him:
"No, he brought five billion hong kong dollars."
Dai Kuen Pao fell silent, and after a long while, he said in astonishment:
"One family, actually has five billion hong kong dollars?"
Lin Feng was nonchalant:
"Tycoon is, after all, Hong Kongs richest man. Furthermore, his family assets far exceed this amount. If I'm not mistaken, it's probably over ten billion US dollars."
"Although he can't compare to Asia's richest man, he is still one of the wealthiest people in the world."
Dai Kuen Pao sighed:
"In that case, it's not surprising that he has so much money."
Lin Feng smiled:
"Most of Tycoon's assets are fixed assets. If it weren't for the major project in Canada, it would be difficult for him to come up with five or six billion hong kong dollars on short notice."
"For the rich, putting money in the bank and accumulating wealth through savings is the most inefficient investment."
"It might not even beat inflation."
This wasn't the Big Circle Gang's area of expertise, and they were stunned:
"The interest earned from savings can't beat inflation?"
Lin Feng said casually:
"Of course it can't."
"To give you a simple example, how much is your monthly salary now?"
Dai Kuen Pao shrugged:
"Over six hundred, I suppose."
Six hundred yuan was considered a high salary. His rank was at this level. The average citizen's salary at this time was around three hundred.
"If that three hundred yuan were put away ten or twenty years ago, you would definitely be a Tycoon among Tycoons."
"Twenty years ago, five yuan was enough for a family's food expenses, but what can five yuan buy now?"
Dai Kuen Pao said with a bitter smile:
"Now, five yuan is enough for my food expenses for one week."
"I understand."
Thinking about it this way, if the previous generation relied on diligent saving, they indeed couldn't get rich.
"Little Tycoon caught a good time. Tycoon specially raised a considerable sum of money for the Canada project."
"However, the project had no direction, and Tycoon was imprisoned."
"As a result, Little Tycoon has ample money to operate in London."
"This money isn't just from the Tycoon family; it also includes funds from Mr. Shen, who supports them from behind."
"Mr. Shen has always valued Tycoon."
Dai Kuen Pao wondered:
"Would he spend so much money just out of pure appreciation?"
Lin Feng scoffed:
"Mr. Shen is no ordinary person. He is a major businessman who can speak directly to Mrs. Thatcher."
"He has considerable influence in the Anglo-Saxon government."
"Don't forget."
"Mr. Shen is absolutely extraordinary."
"To some extent, he can even represent the Anglo-Saxon more than the officials in the Governors Office."
Dai Kuen Pao was startled.
"The Anglo-Saxon have relied on big merchants for colonization since the Victorian era."
"Mr. Shen inherited this tradition."
Dai Kuen Pao's face darkened.
Anyone from Mainland would frown upon hearing such things.
"Will Tycoon get out?" Dai Kuen Pao was very concerned.
"Do you want him to come out or not?" Lin Feng countered.
"I naturally don't want him to come out." Dai Kuen Pao did not hide it at all, "Tycoon is not one of us. Let him be locked up for as long as possible."
Lin Feng was greatly relieved.
After three years of transmigration, he had finally accomplished something.
At least, he hadn't allowed Tycoon's status in Mainland to become too high.
"That's right, this guy isn't one of us, Brother Bao, don't worry, I'll make sure he can't get out." Lin Feng was satisfied.
"Mr. Lin, you are much more important than Tycoon. Please don't be impulsive and get yourself involved." Dai Kuen Pao was startled.
"Am I that impulsive of a person?" Lin Feng showed a slight hint of displeasure.
Dai Kuen Pao simply nodded in agreement.
Isn't this impulsive?
Does he really think Mainland doesn't know how The Ni Family fell? How the Chung Ching Society vanished?
Especially the latter.
Lin Feng's anger was for a woman.
A massive Triad, disappeared completely overnight.
And that terrifying doctor gang, it was Lin Feng who stepped forward to help the Hong Kong Police Station resolve it.
There were many other things, Dai Kuen Pao didn't want to say much more.
"Don't worry, I don't need to act. Neither Hong Kong nor London will let Tycoon out."
Lin Feng gave Dai Kuen Pao a reassurance.
"Five billion still can't buy Tycoon's life?" Dai Kuen Pao was greatly surprised, "Are these Anglo-Saxon noble lords too greedy?"
"Five billion hong kong dollars can certainly buy Tycoon's life." Lin Feng explained, "But that's all it's enough for, Tycoon shouldn't even think about getting out."
Huh? Dai Kuen Pao didn't understand for a moment.
"The West is a money-driven society; they are best at whitewashing themselves."
"Don't ever believe what they say."
"Things like 'contract is supreme,' 'rule of law society'..."
"Those are all deceptions."
"If there's a need, they'll treat contracts as waste paper, and they'll arbitrarily enact many laws."
"Take Hong Kong, for example. Over the years, have the Foreigner enacted few laws specifically for Hong Kong people?"
"As for why Tycoon won't get out..."
"Who told Little Tycoon to bring five billion hong kong dollars? Who told Mr. Shen to make him spend it all?"
"But isn't that Tycoon's ransom money?" Dai Kuen Pao was confused by the two reasons Lin Feng gave.
Lin Feng smiled,
"Brother Bao, let me ask you."
"If you were the noble lords of London, and Little Tycoon used five billion hong kong dollars to buy Tycoon's life, would you agree?"
Dai Kuen Pao was about to answer when he suddenly had a jolt:
"I probably wouldn't agree."
Lin Feng's lips curved upward:
"Why? That's five billion!"
Dai Kuen Pao shook his head frantically:
"That's right, precisely because it's five billion, I wouldn't dare to agree."
"Think about it, Little Tycoon can even come up with five billion to save Tycoon."
"If Tycoon really gets out, what if he retaliates with another five billion?"
"Let alone five billion, even if he retaliates with twenty or thirty million, it's not something an ordinary person can handle."
Lin Feng nodded repeatedly:
"Exactly!"
"Little Tycoon asked too many people for help."
"He spent too much money, and the financial power he displayed could literally crush people."
"Who wouldn't worry about retaliation from such a person?"
Dai Kuen Pao wondered:
"It's understandable if Little Tycoon doesn't understand this principle, but Mr. Shen has no reason not to understand, right?"
Lin Feng shrugged:
"Brother Bao, you're not in Hong Kong, so you have no idea how severe the beautification of the West is here."
"How severe, you ask?"
"They think it's normal for cities to have slums."
"This is unimaginable in Mainland, but it's very normal in the Western world."
"They promote the Western world as having incredibly high moral standards, where everyone is like a living saint."
"They promote it so much that they start to believe it themselves."
"Mr. Shen is just like that."
"The whole world knows that the Anglo-Saxon is now merely America's little brother, yet the Anglo-Saxon always believes they are still that great empire on which the sun never sets."
"He is merely caught in the situation without realizing it."
Dai Kuen Pao carefully thought it over; it seemed there were no flaws.
"Mr. Lin, as long as you know what you're doing. The higher-ups asked me to tell you that if you need funds, they can be made available at any time."
Lin Feng was in a great mood:
"Now is not the time to feast. When the time comes, I will inform you."
Dai Kuen Pao added:
"The bodyguards we prepared for the ladies are almost ready. At that time, a comrade surnamed Yang will lead the team."
"By the way, there's something here in Mainland that requires your help."
Lin Feng didn't even ask what it was, merely saying:
"It's my inescapable duty."
Dai Kuen Pao secretly sighed, Mr. Lin's awareness is truly high!
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Chapter 354: A Gambling Master to Replace Ko Chun
"Brother Feng, Lung Wu is on the phone."
Lin Feng took the call and heard the person on the other end ask:
"Mr. Lin, tonight is the original gambling world's battle of the century."
"Mr. Ko still hasn't recovered. I wonder if the master you found can make it in time?"
Lin Feng smiled and said:
"Don't worry, he will definitely be there."
Lung Wu immediately breathed a sigh of relief:
"Do you need me to pick you up?"
Lin Feng smiled and shook his head:
"No need. Our Hung Hing has a branch in Macau, I have people to pick me up."
Hung Hing originally didn't have a hall in Macau. When Chiang Tin-Sung was the Dragon Head, he used Triad funds to bid for two casino licenses.
After Liang Kun took over, he upgraded these two casinos in Macau and appointed Dai Fei as the first Hall Master of the Macau hall.
This was also one of Liang Kun's achievements.
No matter the department, the achievement of expanding territory is always paramount.
To be honest, the casinos in Macau did bring considerable profits to Hung Hing.
Not long after he hung up, Li Fu handed him the phone again:
"Brother Feng, Dai Fei is on the phone."
Lin Feng took the call and smiled:
"Dai Fei."
Dai Fei was very excited:
"Brother Feng, I'll send someone to pick you up."
Lin Feng smiled and politely declined:
"We're all brothers, why bother with such formalities?"
"We have to cross the sea to get to Hong Kong. Xiao Fu and I can go by ourselves."
Dai Fei quickly said:
"Then I'll come to meet you."
Lin Feng thought for a moment and said:
"Alright, we'll set off now."
Wang Jianguo saw them off at the port, and Lin Feng and Li Fu boarded the boat, heading straight for Macau.
Dai Fei, as expected, was waiting in Macau with his subordinates.
However, unlike in Hong Kong, Dai Fei was impeccably dressed in a suit and tie, and his subordinates showed no hint of aggression.
Those who knew him understood he was in charge of a casino; those who didn't might have thought he was a white-collar worker from some company.
Dai Fei explained:
"Macau is different from Hong Kong."
"I feel awkward wearing this, but if I don't, it's hard to do business here."
Lin Feng, however, was very pleased:
"When in Rome, do as the Romans do. We must respect the customs of the local community."
"We are Triad members, we must adapt to the rules, we cannot make the rules adapt to us."
Dai Fei gave a wry smile:
"Brother Feng, what you're saying is a bit self-deprecating."
Lin Feng said seriously:
"We are rooted in the community; you must not try to change the community."
"If that were the case, would those who make a living in the underworld still be called lowlifess?"
Dai Fei was stunned.
"Macau is different from Hong Kong. The local Triads here were too excessive before."
"It even alarmed the Mainland."
"The Mainland's influence here is much greater than in Hong Kong."
"If you bring the Hong Kong way of doing things to Macau, that's suicide."
Dai Fei nodded repeatedly:
"Brother Feng, you are absolutely right."
"Macau is exactly like that."
When Dai Fei first arrived, he was determined to make Macau a clean sweep.
But not long after he got there, he was horrified to discover that the local Triads in Macau had almost disappeared.
Although Macau and Hong Kong are separated by a strip of water, the atmosphere here is vastly different.
Dai Fei immediately abandoned his ambition to unify Macau and honestly followed the local rules, fortunately without any mishaps.
When Lin Feng was coming to Macau, Dai Fei was wondering how to let Lin Feng know the current situation in Macau.
He never expected that without him even saying anything, Lin Feng already understood most of the situation in Macau.
He even advised him to rein in his ambition.
What a good brother!
After everyone got into the car, Lin Feng spoke freely:
"Macau now has very strict restrictions on Triads. Triads can operate, but activities that pose a significant threat to society will absolutely not be allowed."
"There's a red line, and whoever crosses it will be cracked down on by the government."
"In the past, the Macau government didn't have this capability."
"Now it's different. The Mainland has considerable power here."
"Macau has the support of the Mainland behind it. Anyone who dares to challenge it is looking for death."
Dai Fei let out a long sigh of relief:
"Brother Feng, you are absolutely right."
"Macau is truly completely different from Hong Kong."
"Not to mention our Hung Hing, even the local powerful figures in Macau are not as reckless as before."
"Everyone operates under the rules set by the government."
"Some things can only be done, not spoken of. If they are spoken of, I'm afraid they'll end up in jail."
"I was just afraid that the Hong Kong headquarters wouldn't understand this point, so I wanted to find an opportunity to report thoroughly."
"Now it seems I was worrying for nothing."
Lin Feng laughed heartily:
"You've underestimated Brother Kun."
"Just say whatever you need to say directly. Brother Kun isn't an unreasonable person."
Dai Fei nodded repeatedly:
"I naturally know that's the case, but knowing is one thing. If this matter isn't put into practice, I really won't feel at ease."
Lin Feng smiled and said:
"If you're so worried, then your Macau Hall Master position is not up to par."
Dai Fei was startled, almost breaking out in a sweat:
"Brother Feng, what did I do wrong?"
Currently, Hung Hing's Chairman is Liang Kun, and Lin Feng is nominally just the Causeway Bay Hall Master.
But the true Hung Hing bigwigs all knew that Lin Feng was absolutely a dominant figure within Hung Hing.
If it weren't for Liang Kun, would he even be involved in Triads?
He would have become a major figure in Hong Kong long ago.
If Liang Kun scolded Dai Fei a couple of times, the latter could remain composed, but if Lin Feng scolded Dai Fei, given Lin Feng's standing in Liang Kun's heart, Dai Fei would definitely suffer the consequences.
Furthermore, Dai Fei was able to become the Macau Hall Master, and Lin Feng was his benefactor.
Therefore, Lin Feng's position in Dai Fei's heart was even higher than Liang Kun's.
Those in the underworld all talk about loyalty and righteousness—regardless of whether you actually act on it, you must mention it, otherwise you won't be able to stand firm.
What?
Liang Kun doesn't talk about loyalty and righteousness?
Liang Kun is the Dragon Head of Hung Hing; he may not talk about loyalty and righteousness, but if he can bring enough money to the fifteen halls, isn't that even better than loyalty and righteousness?
In this day and age, a Chairman who can lead everyone to make money is a good father!
"Brother Feng, I don't understand, please enlighten me."
"Why so nervous?" Lin Feng looked at the respectful Dai Fei in surprise. "You just can't see clearly, you haven't done anything wrong, don't be so nervous."
Dai Fei secretly smiled bitterly.
In front of this master, how could he dare?
"You still remember Macau a few years ago, right? Chan Ho-Nam, Fine B's godson, is from Macau."
"Before this guy made his debut, Macau was really a mixed bag."
"I still remember when I first came here, Triads would fight in broad daylight."
"It hasn't been that long, and you don't see such things anymore."
"Do you know why?"
Dai Fei blurted out:
"The Mainland!"
Lin Feng smiled and nodded:
"Exactly!"
"That is the power of the Mainland."
"Macau's today is Hong Kong's tomorrow."
"Haven't we already made preparations?"
Dai Fei was stunned, then, after thinking carefully, he suddenly understood:
"Brother Feng, are you talking about the restructuring of our Hung Hing Triad?"
Lin Feng laughed heartily:
"You're not that dumb after all!"
"Social situations are constantly evolving. When Hong Kong returns, casual gang fights like before will absolutely not be allowed."
"This is just like Macau now."
"For Triads to continue to exist, they must reorganize."
"Either give up illicit activities and go legitimate, or become more covert."
"In any case, activities like before will definitely be suppressed."
"Macau is a step ahead of Hong Kong now, you need to adapt well."
"Later, at the Hall of Brotherhood meeting, you can tell everyone about this, it will be considered your merit."
Dai Fei immediately felt relieved.
"As expected of Brother Feng."
So, the people in the car stopped talking about serious matters and instead chatted about trivial things.
Macau is a small place, and in the time it took to talk, they arrived at their destination.
Everyone came to the front of a casino and were very surprised to see something resembling a large mouth of a creature.
"It is said that when this casino was built, a great geomancer was invited to design it."
"All human wealth will be swallowed by the casino."
"Since its establishment, this casino has become one of the most famous casinos in the world."
"It can be said to be a true treasure trove."
"Just like in our Hong Kong, countless people cross the sea every year to try their luck."
Lin Feng nodded slightly.
The theory of Feng Shui has been popular in the Mainland since ancient times.
He believed this was merely the experience-based location selection advice of ancient architects.
Good Feng Shui always makes people feel refreshed and delighted.
Lin Feng had completely disbelieved in Feng Shui before.
Now that even transmigration has appeared, and even a system exists.
He was half-believing, half-doubting about this kind of sorcery.
Confucius said it well,
Respect ghosts and gods, but keep them at a distance.
Lin Feng also had a similar attitude.
It was like every time he saw Master Jin of Sun Luen Shing; he didn't believe, but he still respected.
Anything that can be passed down and has not perished after thousands of years must have some essence to it.
"Mr. Lin?!"
A surprised voice came over.
Lin Feng was startled, and following the sound, he saw a familiar face—Lin Ho-tung of Chung Yee Shun.
"Ah Dong, what are you doing here?"
"Aren't you busy with Chung Yee Shun's affairs?"
Lin Ho-tung led a group of people over with big strides.
This guy was arrogant, but in front of people, he always wore a suit and tie, looking like an elite.
Chung Yee Shun was different from other Triads.
Among the Ten Major Triads of Hong Kong, basically all of them were lowlifess, and even the Hall Masters wore Hawaiian shirts, had tattoos, and big gold chains.
However, all of Chung Yee Shun's disciples wore suits and ties.
It was enough to blind a lot of people.
"For gamblers, today is a grand festival, the ultimate showdown between the God of Gamblers and the Devil of Gamblers, which is not something ordinary people can witness."
"I like gambling skills... you know that."
When he said this, Lin Ho-tung's face couldn't help but blush.
He, who prided himself as a master gambler, had suffered a huge loss at Lin Feng's hands.
If Su Su hadn't paid a substantial fee for him, Lin Ho-tung might not even have the face to see anyone now.
"I will definitely come to join in such a grand event."
Lin Feng understood.
"Did you come alone? Didn't Brother Long come?"
Lin Ho-tung shrugged:
"The Big Boss will come tonight."
"You know, the current situation in Hong Kong is a good time for our big development."
"The Big Boss wouldn't miss such a day."
Lin Feng nodded.
The more chaotic the world, the more disordered the order, and the more Triads can develop greatly.
If the world were peaceful and prosperous, who would want to come out and mix in society?
If the people had money, wouldn't it be better to give it directly to the government? Why give it to the Triad?
However, Chung Yee Shun was involved in drug trafficking, and Lin Ho-lung was extremely busy, so it seemed he was busy with drug trafficking.
"Ah Dong, don't sell some things locally... we still have to rely on the local area."
Lin Feng subtly reminded Lin Ho-tung, and the other party did not disappoint him.
"With Hong Kong so chaotic now, what money can be made from shipping goods in Hong Kong?"
"The Governors Office doesn't dare to lay a hand on people from Tycoon Group, but they dare to deal with us."
"The Big Boss wouldn't be that foolish."
"He's distributed all the goods to Taiwan and Okamoto."
Hmm?!
Lin Feng looked at the other party in surprise:
"Taiwan and Okamoto?"
Lin Ho-tung looked around and smiled:
"I know you're very resistant to drug trafficking, and we respect that."
"Taiwan is different; it's a money empire, much more outrageous than our Hong Kong twenty years ago."
"As for Okamoto..."
"Their Triads are legal."
"However, the crackdown on drug trafficking there is also extremely strong."
"Anyway, business is not easy!"
Lin Ho-tung sighed.
Pretending!
Keep pretending!
Lin Feng secretly despised him.
Did he really not know where Chung Yee Shun's recent drug supply came from?
George hadn't collected less white powder.
These were all no-cost businesses.
Incidentally, ever since George received orders from London to handle the Tycoon's case, the Security Bureau and Police Commissioner, who had originally intended to take action against George, all backed down.
George's status rose, and with Cunningham's support from behind, he had already become a unique presence in the Governors Office.
There was a consensus throughout the Governors Office—
As long as Cunningham remained the leader of the Garrison, George's position would be unshakable.
The officials in the Governors Office were extremely envious of George's ability to climb up the Cunningham Family.
The Cunningham Family was not an ordinary family; they were a prominent family that controlled naval power.
If the Anglo-Saxon army's power was the earth, the navy was the sky.
The British Empire was able to maintain itself for two hundred years, and the navy was its guarantee.
Even if it is in decline now, within the Anglo-Saxon world alone, the navy is still king.
"Every family has its own troubles!"
Since Lin Ho-tung was willing to pretend, Lin Feng didn't mind playing along.
"Hong Kong has changed greatly in the past two years, so we need to be extra careful in our actions."
Lin Feng's tone shifted, and he suddenly became happy,
"But worrying about such things is for the Big Bosses."
"You and I are both Hall Masters, without that kind of personal pressure."
"We just need to do what the Big Bosses tell us."
Lin Ho-tung also thought so.
He was indeed Lin Ho-lung's biological younger brother of Chung Yee Shun, but Lin Feng was also Liang Kun's sworn brother of Hung Hing, albeit with different fathers and mothers.
The latter's bond was even stronger than the former's, surpassing blood ties, and was publicly recognized in the jianghu as being as solid as gold.
"Mr. Lin, why don't we go for a drink together?"
"How about we enjoy tonight's match?"
Lin Feng hadn't even agreed yet, when someone else called him:
"Mr. Lin!"
Lin Ho-tung was furious; he genuinely wanted to build a good relationship with Lin Feng.
Lin Feng's gambling skills were the most outrageous he had ever seen.
Lin Ho-tung was still thinking of learning a trick or two from Lin Feng, so he could dominate at the casino.
He was making good plans, but he didn't expect someone to ruin his good fortune.
Lin Ho-tung wanted to see who it was!
He turned his head and saw a poker face walking in.
"Bad luck!"
Lin Ho-tung's anger immediately subsided.
He recognized the person who came; it was Lung Wu!
Lin Ho-tung wasn't afraid of Lung Wu; let alone Lung Wu, Chung Yee Shun wasn't afraid of any other Triad or Police Station in Hong Kong.
Not being afraid was one thing, but it didn't mean Lin Ho-tung was willing to provoke him.
Lung Wu's personal combat power was strong, and his family also had considerable power in the police force.
If an outsider could mobilize the Flying Tigers, this guy was one of them.
Of course, there was also the most important reason.
Lung Wu was the bodyguard hired by Kamiyama, the organizer of today's gambling game.
If it weren't for Kamiyama, the century-long battle between the God of Gamblers and the Devil of Gamblers wouldn't have happened.
As a gambler, Lin Ho-tung naturally had to give the host some face.
"Excuse me, Mr. Lian, my boss wants to invite Mr. Lin to dinner, which was arranged a few days ago."
"I'm afraid he can't make your appointment."
Lung Wu said his apologies with a stern face, which made Lin Ho-tung's hands stiff.
Fortunately, everyone in Hong Kong knew each other, and Lin Ho-tung knew what kind of person this guy was; otherwise, based on Lung Wu's statement, Lin Ho-tung would have had a serious argument with him.
"In that case, let's do it another day."
Lin Ho-tung gave a dry laugh, left a remark, and walked in on his own.
"This guy is really impolite."
Lung Wu frowned and made a comment.
Lin Feng laughed heartily:
"Coming from your mouth, that really has some comedic effect."
Lung Wu looked at him expressionlessly:
"Mr. Kamiyama has been waiting for a long time."
Lin Feng shrugged:
"Take me there."
Lung Wu led Lin Feng and his group to the hotel named after the casino.
In the top suite, Kamiyama immediately bowed ninety degrees:
"Mr. Lin, thank you for saving Mr. Ko Chun; if it weren't for you, Mr. Ko's fate would have been unimaginable."
"Many thanks."
"Mr. Ko Chun couldn't participate, but you found me an expert whose gambling skills are on par with Mr. Ko's, allowing the game to continue and giving me the ability to avenge my father."
"Again, many thanks."
"Please accept my gratitude."
Someone nearby presented a tray, on which lay a check.
Lin Feng smiled and shook his head:
"Mr. Kamiyama, Lung Wu and I are good brothers; I'm doing this not for you, but for him."
Lung Wu had a stern face and nodded slightly in acknowledgment.
This guy always acted like that.
People who didn't understand him could be infuriated.
Kamiyama still bowed ninety degrees:
"Even so, I am still extremely grateful!"
Lin Feng smiled:
"Mr. Kamiyama, you invited me over not to say such things, right?"
Kamiyama looked up and said seriously,
"Mr. Lin, tonight is the gambling game with the Devil of Gamblers, Chan Kam-Shing; where is the expert you arranged for me?"
Lin Feng laughed heartily:
"I knew you'd ask that."
"Don't worry, he's already here."
Kamiyama was both surprised and delighted:
"May I know who this expert is?"
Lin Feng shrugged:
"He's far away yet close at hand; I will be playing tonight."