Chapter 443: What does it mean to be a person of one's word?
After receiving Lin Feng's promise, Wong Bing-Yiu began to make his arrangements.
West Kowloon Police Headquarters was his base, so the position of Chief would naturally be given to his trusted confidant, Chan Yan-kin.
Chan Yan-kin originally didn't believe Wong Bing-Yiu's words.
Hung Hing had just been legitimized, and it was uncertain when their influence would spread.
What kind of place was a Police Station? It was unknown how long it would take for Hung Hing's influence to permeate.
However, the task from the Governors Office made him realize that he should never guess Mr. Lin's influence based on his own imagination.
Even the Governor had to smile at Mr. Lin; how dare he doubt Mr. Lin's influence?
Isn't this utter nonsense?!
Chan Yan-kin actively responded to Wong Bing-Yiu's arrangements:
"Chief, after your promotion, who will take my position?"
Wong Bing-Yiu thought for a moment and said:
"This is your base."
"After I go to Headquarters, you'll be in charge of West Kowloon Police Headquarters."
"You need to cultivate your own people."
"Do you have any candidates?"
Chan Yan-kin shrugged:
"How about Yuen Ho-Wan?"
Wong Bing-Yiu looked at him as if he had seen a ghost:
"Do you want the brothers below to constantly watch you two argue?"
Chan Yan-kin was choked speechless.
"That Yuen Ho-Wan is excellent at solving cases, but he's still a bit short of being your assistant."
"His temper is too straightforward; his emotions are written all over his face."
"Your position can be said to be the second-in-command of the Police Station. How can someone whose emotions are written all over his face be impartial?"
Chan Yan-kin remained silent.
It must be said, Yuen Ho-Wan was truly his good partner.
No matter how difficult the task, as long as it was given to him, he would fight with his life.
Naturally just, hating evil as if it were a personal enemy, he was a fervent enthusiast of gunfights.
If something happened, he would truly go for it!
For this, let alone Chan Yan-kin, he even dared to contradict Wong Bing-Yiu.
Therefore, even though Yuen Ho-Wan's team had a high casualty rate, his standing among frontline police officers was still quite good.
Yuen Ho-Wan of West Kowloon Police Headquarters and Chan Ka-Kui of Hong Kong Island Police Headquarters were both troublemakers among the police.
When they led the serious crime unit, the Police Station didn't know how many times it had to clean up their messes.
If any of them were to become Superintendent, the consequences... Chan Yan-kin couldn't even imagine.
"But if we don't promote Ho-Wan, who should we promote?"
"Someone has to take this position eventually."
"Moreover, if I get promoted and don't give my subordinates some benefit, they won't support me."
This was a very simple principle.
You eat the meat, and the brothers drink the soup.
This was the style of a superior.
If you hog everything yourself—then go play by yourself!
No one would play with you.
And it made one vulnerable to backstabbing.
"This is indeed a problem."
Wong Bing-Yiu frowned slightly,
"Yuen Ho-Wan's personality isn't suitable for being a Superintendent; his personality is only suitable for charging into battle."
"Unless he can change his personality."
Chan Yan-kin thought for a moment and said:
"How about I promote him one rank and have him work in an office?"
Wong Bing-Yiu was stunned:
"You still want to promote him?"
Chan Yan-kin sighed:
"Otherwise, what?"
"We have to give the brothers some hope."
"Besides, isn't there you, Chief, as an example?"
"Having a fiery temper isn't a big deal."
When Wong Bing-Yiu was young, he was known as "Fatal Scissor Kick." He was not only sharp in handling cases but also very hot-tempered.
"Don't compare me to him."
"If he had my brain, he would have been promoted long ago."
Who were Wong Bing-Yiu's teammates when he was young?
They were all people like Lui Lok and Lung Shing-pang.
In such circumstances, Wong Bing-Yiu could still stand out, which was truly beyond what ordinary people could achieve.
Many people have a misconception that Lui Lok and Lung Shing-pang, among others, ruined an era.
Indeed, they wove a large net among the police; besides the basic salary from the Police Station, the police also received additional subsidies from these two.
But that doesn't mean all police officers joined their criminal network.
There would always be some who refused to collude with them.
Wong Bing-Yiu was not part of their circle.
It was just that he was a good fighter and had charisma, so even Lui Lok and Lung Shing-pang couldn't do anything to him.
Otherwise, as a native Hong Konger, how could he have become the Superintendent of West Kowloon Police Headquarters?
"It's good for Ho-Wan to temper his personality, but first and foremost, you have to solve a difficult problem."
Chan Yan-kin was stunned:
"What difficult problem?"
Wong Bing-Yiu rolled his eyes:
"What else could it be?"
"Education!"
Chan Yan-kin's expression changed instantly.
The Governors Office had invested a great deal of effort to improve the image of the Police Station.
Things like actively promoting the righteousness of the police through television and media, and then enhancing the status of the police through high salaries to deter corruption.
However, the entry requirements for the police were very simple.
After graduating from high school, one could take the police academy entrance exam.
That wasn't all.
For police officers to be promoted to a certain level, their education was a barrier.
Having ability and achievements alone was not enough; a corresponding academic qualification was required.
It should be noted here that it doesn't mean you must go to university, nor does it mean you must attend a prestigious school.
In Hong Kong, as long as you could get into university, after graduation, you were considered a senior intellectual.
There were too few schools in Hong Kong, and less than one-tenth of the population could complete university.
Therefore, adult education was also recognized in Hong Kong.
As long as one completed a correspondence course, it would be considered a valid academic qualification.
But there was a prerequisite: when Yuen Ho-Wan first joined the Police Station, the rules were not so strict at all.
Most people who became police officers were not good at studying.
Being a police officer was so dangerous; who among the top students or those who generally did well in school would risk their lives for such a small salary!
For newly recruited police officers, accepting adult education might be simpler, but Yuen Ho-Wan was in charge of the Serious Crime Unit, with endless cases to handle every day. Where would he find the energy to do such a thing?
Chan Yan-kin frowned:
"What should we do about this?"
Wong Bing-Yiu said seriously:
"No matter how difficult it is, it must be done."
"You tell Ho-Wan that otherwise, he can only stay in the position of Senior Inspector."
Chan Yan-kin smiled bitterly:
"Can't there be an exception?"
Wong Bing-Yiu was silent for a while:
"If I hadn't been promoted, I could have used my connections to make an exception for a special case."
"But now it's not possible."
Lin Kuangtian's honorable retirement as a Senior Inspector was the result of Wong Bing-Yiu going all out.
But now he had become the Deputy Commissioner in charge of operations, currently in office. It was impossible for him to step back!
"You tell Yuen Ho-Wan about this. As long as he can complete the adult exam in the next two years, I will promote him."
"If he can't even do something like this, his future will end here."
Chan Yan-kin was silent for a moment, then finally nodded.
However, he felt a headache:
"But, how do I choose my deputy?"
Wong Bing-Yiu thought for a moment and said:
"How about I suggest two candidates for you?"
Chan Yan-kin was overjoyed:
"That would be great, of course."
Chan Yan-kin saw it very clearly: Wong Bing-Yiu was promoted, not completely retired.
He would still be his backer in the future.
He was his old superior.
Showing respect to Wong Bing-Yiu now would make it easier to talk when things came up later.
When Wong Bing-Yiu truly retired, he might not be able to advance further.
Wong Bing-Yiu said:
"There are two candidates."
Chan Yan-kin said in surprise:
"There are even two."
Wong Bing-Yiu said irritably:
"You fellow, do you not even know the personalities of the frontline officers?"
"One is Lu Qichang from the Serious Crime Unit, and the other is Kang Daoming from the Criminal Intelligence Division."
Chan Yan-kin was stunned:
"Those two?"
Wong Bing-Yiu explained:
"Lu Qichang goes without saying. He is also a member of the Serious Crime Unit, and he handled The Ni Family case with meticulous caution."
"Most importantly, his long-term planning, not to mention anything else, just Luo Ji... he planned for five years."
"Kang Daoming also goes without saying."
"Coming from the Criminal Intelligence Division, he is very calm."
"Not only is he observant, but he also has a strong overall perspective."
"You can choose either of them as your deputy because they are very mature."
At least better than Yuen Ho-Wan with his fiery temper.
It's not that Yuen Ho-Wan's personality is bad; Wong Bing-Yiu also has a fiery temper, and when he gets angry, he'll scold anyone.
However, the problem is whether you can control your fiery temper.
Being a police officer is different from other professions; a slight mistake can not only cost you your own life but also implicate your brothers in losing theirs.
This was life-threatening.
Chan Yan-kin thought for a moment:
"If I have to choose one of these two, I'll choose Lu Qichang."
He gave his reasons,
"The Organized Crime and Triad Bureau has always been a top priority, and promoting people from the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau is the greatest incentive for frontline personnel."
Wong Bing-Yiu strongly agreed.
The Organized Crime and Triad Bureau is on the front lines, and they also have the highest mortality rate.
There's no reason not to promote them.
However, Wong Bing-Yiu still offered his opinion.
"Kang Daoming and Yuen Ho-Wan both need to be promoted."
"Oh, and Chan Yongren should also be appropriately promoted."
Chan Yan-kin felt bewildered:
"Chan Yongren?"
"His presence is a bit low."
Wong Bing-Yiu rolled his eyes hard:
"He's Mr. Lin's half-brother. Your position was obtained through Mr. Lin's efforts, so promoting Chan Yongren is just a matter of course."
Chan Yan-kin's eyes widened:
"Chief, I heard that Mr. Lin hates Ngai Kun to the bone, and by extension, he doesn't show much favor to anyone from The Ni Family."
"Promoting Chan Yongren..."
"Wouldn't Mr. Lin dislike that?"
Wong Bing-Yiu looked at Chan Yan-kin, feeling a bit disappointed.
"Are you stupid?"
"Chan Yongren's experience is quite similar to Mr. Lin's."
"It's true that both are Ngai Kun's illegitimate sons, but neither of them received any help from The Ni Family."
"If Ngai Kun had paid a little more attention to them back then, they wouldn't hate The Ni Family so much."
"Mr. Lin only hates the people of The Ni Family, not those who share the same blood."
Chan Yan-kin still felt it was inappropriate:
"It would be bad if we offended Mr. Lin."
Wong Bing-Yiu shook his head:
"It's just a normal promotion."
"Chan Yongren, after all, came from an undercover background. For people like him, we naturally have to promote them, otherwise, who would be willing to go undercover?"
"Besides, how do you know Mr. Lin doesn't want Chan Yongren to be promoted?"
"If he really disliked Chan Yongren, do you think Chan Yongren would be able to serve as a Police Station officer peacefully?"
Chan Yan-kin thought about it carefully, and it really was the case.
Wong Bing-Yiu whispered:
"I've speculated a bit, and Mr. Lin's intention is most likely to let Chan Yongren make a living by his own abilities."
"No matter what, he is Mr. Lin's younger brother, so it's appropriate to give him some care."
Wong Bing-Yiu said seriously:
"Mr. Lin doesn't bring it up, but we can't disrespect him."
"Taking care of Chan Yongren is also a way to show respect to Mr. Lin."
"Mr. Lin is twenty, Chan Yongren is under twenty."
"Their lives are still long. Who knows if their feelings will be different in ten or twenty years?"
"Leave yourself more options!"
Chan Yan-kin couldn't help but give a thumbs up and said:
"Chief, brilliant!"
This is the wisdom of life!
Wong Bing-Yiu smiled:
"Alright, alright, get to work quickly."
"Mr. Lin has already spoken, and our appointments will be coming down soon."
Chan Yan-kin was startled:
"That fast?"
Wong Bing-Yiu said meaningfully:
"Do you think our promotions are due to Mr. Lin's direct effort?"
Chan Yan-kin asked in astonishment:
"Isn't it?"
Wong Bing-Yiu smiled:
"As long as Mr. Lin expresses his approval of us, someone will naturally work for him."
"The speed of our ascent represents the eagerness of those who want to curry favor with Mr. Lin."
"Just you wait, within a week, someone will definitely call."
Chan Yan-kin was full of admiration.
Wong Bing-Yiu really is a fox in wolf's clothing!
He sees right through people!
However, Wong Bing-Yiu was still mistaken.
Not long after he said that, his phone rang.
Wong Bing-Yiu looked at it and was surprised.
Chan Yan-kin cautiously asked:
"Chief, who's calling?"
Wong Bing-Yiu answered the phone while saying:
"George!"
Chan Yan-kin secretly frowned. Could a Superintendent from the Political Department calling the Chief be a good thing?
Wong Bing-Yiu casually said:
"George has already turned over a new leaf."
"He is Mr. Lin's subordinate."
Chan Yan-kin was stunned speechless!
Wong Bing-Yiu picked up the phone and smiled:
"George, what brings you to call me?"
George also smiled:
"Congratulations, Deputy Commissioner Huang."
Wong Bing-Yiu's heart suddenly skipped a beat:
"This is...?"
George smiled:
"The Governors Office Security Bureau has just approved the appointment. Your position as Deputy Commissioner is secure."
Wong Bing-Yiu was overjoyed:
"Thank you, Officer."
George said bluntly:
"Don't thank me, you should thank Mr. Lin."
"Everyone at the Governors Office wants to curry favor with Mr. Lin, so I just casually mentioned that your relationship with Mr. Lin is quite good."
"Your promotion to Deputy Commissioner is a natural progression."
"From now on, I'll have to call you Officer!"
Wong Bing-Yiu asked:
"Didn't Officer George get a promotion?"
George shrugged:
"I also have to adjust my position after your promotion."
Wong Bing-Yiu pressed:
"What position?"
George smiled:
"Most likely the Security Bureau."
Wong Bing-Yiu quickly said:
"Congratulations."
George, after all, was a Foreigner, a senior agent of the Anglo-Saxon Military Intelligence Agency, and a rising star of the Cunningham Family.
Being promoted to the Security Bureau was just part of his gilded resume.
Becoming the Security Bureau might be difficult for other Foreigners, but for the Cunningham Family, arranging a position in an overseas colony was hardly an issue, was it?
As many people wanted to curry favor with Lin Feng, even more people wanted to curry favor with the Cunningham Family.
It was a very natural thing.
"Officer, may I ask who will be the Chief of my West Kowloon Police Headquarters?"
George was surprised:
"Officer Chan Yan-kin, are you not satisfied?"
"If you're not satisfied, I'll talk to Police Commissioner later."
Wong Bing-Yiu hastily said:
"No, no, no, how could I be dissatisfied?"
George smiled:
"I've given you the news, you need to quickly arrange the personnel."
"Too many people want to curry favor with Mr. Lin, and they hope you can take office quickly."
Wong Bing-Yiu said gratefully:
"Thank you, Officer."
George reminded him:
"Why thank me? You should thank Mr. Lin."
Wong Bing-Yiu nodded repeatedly:
"Mr. Lin must certainly be thanked, but Officer must also be thanked."
George laughed freely:
"Treat me to a meal later."
Wong Bing-Yiu immediately said:
"I'll treat you to a table at the Peninsula."
George was quite speechless:
"I'm an Anglo-Saxon, coming all this way to eat Western food?"
Wong Bing-Yiu laughed heartily:
"Then let's go eat at the legendary place."
George asked in surprise:
"The legendary place?"
Wong Bing-Yiu said as a matter of course:
"Naturally, the legendary place... Arrogance Restaurant in Tsuen Wan!"
George laughed heartily:
"A restaurant exclusively for big bosses, that's not bad."
"Alright, call me when you're done with your work."
Wong Bing-Yiu laughed heartily as he hung up the phone.
Chan Yan-kin's eyes were wide:
"Chief, your... your appointment has come through?"
Wong Bing-Yiu was quite pleased:
"No, George said my appointment went directly through the Security Bureau."
"The official appointment has to go through the process, so I have to go to the Headquarters these two days."
Chan Yan-kin felt it was incredible:
"The speed is too fast."
Wong Bing-Yiu deeply agreed:
"I still underestimated Mr. Lin's influence."
"How much do the people at the Governors Office want to curry favor with Mr. Lin?"
"Oh, and your appointment has also come through."
"Go and get to work quickly."
Chan Yan-kin was overjoyed:
"Yes, I'll go talk to them right away."
Wong Bing-Yiu waved his hand:
"Go, go."
Chan Yan-kin hastily retreated.
Wong Bing-Yiu excitedly brewed himself a cup of tea, then pulled out a cigar and carefully trimmed it.
He didn't originally smoke cigars.
Having gotten used to cigarettes, smoking cigars naturally felt unfamiliar.
However, Lin Feng had been smoking cigars recently and had offered one to Wong Bing-Yiu, which Chief Huang remembered.
Chief Huang, no, Commissioner Huang, would light a cigar when he was happy.
And now was certainly a day to be happy.
"Who would have thought that I, Wong Bing-Yiu, would actually have a day where I sit as Deputy Commissioner."
"The Deputy Commissioner in charge of the Police Station's highest authority, hey, a truly powerful figure."
"If it weren't for Mr. Lin, where would I be today!"
Wong Bing-Yiu laughed heartily, and he had every reason to laugh heartily.
He was originally going to retire to a secondary position, but who would have thought that not only did he not retire, but he actually got promoted, even becoming one of the most powerful people in the Police Station's constitutional layer.
From today onwards, he truly became a mountain in the Police Station.
How could he not be happy?
Thinking of this, Wong Bing-Yiu quickly put down the cigar in his hand and called Lin Feng to express his gratitude.
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Chapter 444: Chow Chiu-Sin is about to depart.
Lin Feng was indifferent to Wong Bing-Yiu's thanks.
Of course, he was very satisfied that the call came in at the first possible moment.
Helping Wong Bing-Yiu get a promotion was something Lin Feng could do effortlessly, and he didn't think it was a big deal.
But what he wanted was Wong Bing-Yiu's attitude.
As long as he knew who was in charge, that was enough.
Lin Feng called Chow Chiu-Sin over:
"Chao Xian, what have you been busy with lately?"
Chow Chiu-Sin replied:
"I'm studying Brother Feng's approach."
Lin Feng became interested:
"My approach?"
Chow Chiu-Sin nodded solemnly:
"I've found your method of managing a Triad to be particularly ingenious."
"If I had learned your approach earlier, I don't think I would have ended up in such a bad state."
Lin Feng waved his hand:
"Those who learn from me will live; those who imitate me will die."
"The objective conditions in the two places are different; blindly copying won't work."
"If you copy it directly, you'll suffer a major setback."
Chow Chiu-Sin nodded repeatedly:
"Chao Xian has learned a lot."
Lin Feng smiled:
"You say you're studying me; why don't I tell you about my journey?"
Chow Chiu-Sin said happily:
"It would naturally be best if Brother Feng could personally teach me."
Lin Feng smiled:
"I was adopted by Brother Kun when I was young; you know that."
Chow Chiu-Sin nodded solemnly.
Ever since Hung Hing acquired the Tycoon Group and became Hong Kongs richest man, his life story had been dug up by the resourceful paparazzi.
This was, of course, a result of Lin Feng not trying to hide it.
Chow Chiu-Sin naturally understood.
"When I was young and naive, as long as there was food to eat, I'd dare to do anything."
"Fighting for my life was never an issue."
Survival always came first; to survive, one could truly do anything.
What was hardship?
The biggest fear was not having food to eat.
Hardship only meant a tired body and weary spirit; without food, you wouldn't even have the chance to experience hardship in the future.
"Later, as I grew up and gradually found my footing, I realized that living in the underworld was not a good life."
"Coupled with having an Old Mother and a young family, I naturally wanted to gradually distance myself from this environment."
"However, Brother Kun was still in the underworld."
"I haven't had many relatives in my life; besides my wives, there's only my Old Mother and Brother Kun."
"I could leave cleanly myself, but what about my Old Mother and Brother Kun?"
"Once you enter the underworld, you're no longer your own master; how can it be so easy to leave?"
"Don't look at me now as Hong Kongs richest man; wanting to completely cut ties with the underworld is an impossible task."
Chow Chiu-Sin sighed.
He felt this deeply.
How could the underworld be so easy to leave?
Take Chow Kai-Sang, who fled to Taiwan; he was once a famous big shot in Hong Kong.
Logically, his reputation was built in Hong Kong, and going to Taiwan was purely for retirement.
The underworld is vast, with friends everywhere.
When people encountered difficulties, how could they not ask him for help?
What could Chow Kai-Sang do?
He still had to step forward and face his peers in the underworld.
"I could easily withdraw from the underworld; if I said I wanted to retire, Brother Kun would definitely let me wash my hands of it."
"He'd take care of everything for me."
Chow Chiu-Sin agreed:
"Boss Ding would definitely do that."
The brotherhood between Liang Kun and Lin Feng truly made most people envious.
They say those in the underworld should value loyalty, but individuals like these two were extremely rare.
When you're in trouble, let alone helping, even neutrality is considered a noble virtue.
Many are those who would kick you when you're down.
The underworld praises the brotherhood of Liang Kun and Lin Feng as an example because such loyalty is too rare.
"I naturally couldn't let Brother Kun navigate the underworld alone; I was really afraid I'd have to collect his corpse one day."
"So, if we're going to wash our hands of it, then both of us will wash our hands of it together."
"However, Brother Kun is the Mong Kok Hall Master; how could he possibly wash his hands of it?"
"Unless..."
Chow Chiu-Sin asked:
"Unless what?"
Lin Feng shrugged:
"Unless he takes the entire Triad with him when he leaves."
"In other words, Brother Kun would have to become the Chairman of Hung Hing."
Chow Chiu-Sin exclaimed:
"Brother Feng, you've been eyeing Hung Hing's Chairman position from the start?"
Lin Feng nodded:
"That's right."
"My goal isn't Hung Hing's Chairman; what's the point of that?"
"Isn't it better to be a rich man?"
"Unfortunately, Brother Kun and I are too deeply entrenched in the underworld."
"Then we can only find a solution from the top."
"My plan for myself was to get Brother Kun into the Chairman's position within three years."
"However, things developed beyond my expectations."
"Encountering Tung Sing's three madmen saved three years of effort."
"To be honest, I'm quite grateful to Crow and his gang."
"If it weren't for them, Chiang Tin-Sung might still be in charge."
Chow Chiu-Sin nodded slightly.
Honestly, even those in the underworld are not good people, but Crow and others still crossed the bottom line of the underworld.
Betraying one's master and exterminating one's ancestors—is that something ordinary people can do?
Continuously eliminating two successive Chairmen was even more insane.
But they did it anyway.
"Later, I have to thank Mr. Shen, that guy."
"If it weren't for his advice to Little Tycoon, it would have been almost impossible for me to lead the Triad to completely withdraw."
Chow Chiu-Sin immediately said:
"I've seen your plans for the Triad, and many of them are very practical."
"Such as minibus routes, convenience stores, cinemas, and chain businesses under Hung Hing, etc."
"As long as we proceed steadily, we can eventually transition."
Lin Feng didn't deny it:
"Of course."
"Who made our Hung Hing brothers so numerous?"
"Even after acquiring the Tycoon Group, there aren't many job opportunities available."
Chow Chiu-Sin frowned, puzzled:
"This..."
Lin Feng sighed:
"It's not that I don't want to arrange it."
"Compared to the people from the Tycoon Group, I still trust our own Hung Hing brothers."
"But most of Hung Hing's brothers don't have enough education."
Chow Chiu-Sin suddenly understood.
His education level was very high; Taiwan's education had always been developed, completely different from Hong Kong's.
Therefore, he hadn't thought of it at first.
This also served as a reminder to him: when he went to South Korea, he couldn't act based on his experience in Taiwan; he had to consider the local conditions.
"To truly take control of the Tycoon Group, there's a lot more to do."
"The original Hung Hing projects also need to continue to be pushed forward."
Chow Chiu-Sin nodded solemnly.
"So that's how it is."
Lin Feng thought for a moment and said:
"If I can complete these things within three years, I'll be very satisfied."
Chow Chiu-Sin said, astonished:
"Does it take that long?"
Lin Feng nodded slightly:
"That's still a short time."
"After all, we still have to continue working while making adjustments."
"Do you know how much we need to spend just for one month's expenses?"
Chow Chiu-Sin shook his head:
"I don't know!"
Lin Feng sighed:
"On average, it's over a billion hong kong dollars!"
Chow Chiu-Sin's eyes widened:
"What?"
"Over a billion?!"
This was something he couldn't even imagine.
Over a billion... with over a billion, he wouldn't have to worry for the rest of his life.
Lin Feng shrugged:
"So, after Hung Hing's successful acquisition of the Tycoon Group, the Governors Office directly overlooked all those matters concerning Brother Kun."
"After all, hundreds of thousands of people rely on Brother Kun for their livelihood."
"The Governors Office also relies on the Hung Hing Group to provide jobs and stimulate economic development so they can collect more taxes."
"Managing the livelihoods of hundreds of thousands of people, even if Brother Kun used to be in the underworld, even if his criminal record is a thick stack, what does it matter?"
"The Governors Office wouldn't dare to do anything to Brother Kun."
Chow Chiu-Sin reminded him:
"Brother Feng, Tycoon is a cautionary tale."
Lin Feng smiled slightly:
"Tycoon was sent in by me."
Chow Chiu-Sin was stunned:
"Wasn't Tycoon taken down by the Foreigner in a double-cross?"
Lin Feng laughed heartily:
"No, no, Tycoon wouldn't have such guts; it was purely me who schemed him in."
A storm surged in Chow Chiu-Sin's heart.
It was actually like this?!
So Lin Feng had played everyone?
Lin Feng sneered:
"Tycoon has a grudge against me; how could I let him off easy?"
"I just used a little trick, and he ended up in prison."
He said seriously,
"Chao Xian, you're going to South Korea to establish a new type of chaebol."
"Now is a very good opportunity."
"South Korea's character is to fear power but not cherish virtue, both inferior and arrogant."
"On the surface, it's a country, but in reality?"
"They are a colony established on an America base."
"These people are not easy to deal with."
Chow Chiu-Sin couldn't help but laugh:
Brother Feng, actually most countries have a Garrison.
Lin Feng nodded.
That's not wrong to say.
However, in countries with a Garrison, their sovereignty is actually controlled by other countries.
South Korea is very unfortunate; it is just a fake country.
The less one has, the more one emphasizes it.
South Korea is just like that.
The upper class fools the lower class, and the lower class is both insecure and arrogant.
You must pay attention to their emotions.
Chow Chiu-Sin asked for advice:
What should I do?
Lin Feng said casually:
A combination of grace and power will suffice.
Giving them a small taste of sweetness is enough to excite them.
If you give them too much, they will take advantage and forget who the master is.
Chow Chiu-Sin's expression turned cold:
So, these people can't be tamed?
Lin Feng clapped his hands and said:
Exactly, these guys are basically ungrateful.
Also, don't treat them too much like people.
Chow Chiu-Sin asked, surprised:
Don't you need to win people's hearts to integrate?
Lin Feng laughed heartily:
Why do these guys need you to win them over?
As long as you are strong enough, they will actively grovel to you.
If you become weak, they will be the first to turn on you.
Even the chaebols in South Korea don't care about them, so why should you?
Chow Chiu-Sin nodded repeatedly.
Brother Feng, where should I start?
Lin Feng said casually:
Triad!
Chow Chiu-Sin said in astonishment:
Start with a Triad?
Isn't that a bit inappropriate?
Where does a chaebol start from a Triad?
Lin Feng chuckled:
South Korea is different from other countries.
They are very tolerant of illicit businesses.
Chow Chiu-Sin thought for a moment, then a light flashed in his mind and he said:
Are you talking about usury?
Lin Feng nodded slightly:
Exactly, usury!
South Korean society's tolerance for usury is much higher than others imagine.
Even among chaebols, there are short-term loans.
Chow Chiu-Sin was stunned:
Is that really the case?
Lin Feng shrugged:
Otherwise?
Chow Chiu-Sin chuckled:
That's good news.
Usury is an illicit business. When it comes to illicit businesses, who can compare to our Triad!
Lin Feng smiled:
I'll give you a task.
Chow Chiu-Sin immediately straightened his posture:
Brother Feng, please tell me.
Lin Feng held up a finger:
I want you to lend 100 billion Korean Won in three months!
Within one year, lend one trillion Korean Won!
Chow Chiu-Sin was dumbfounded:
Lend that much?
Lin Feng nodded slightly:
To become a chaebol, you naturally have to show strength.
But we are not fools.
While displaying strength, we naturally have to seize profits.
South Korea is not our ancestral land, so we naturally don't need to hold back.
You can go all out.
Chow Chiu-Sin nodded solemnly:
I understand.
Lin Feng chuckled:
You don't have to worry about being helpless in South Korea either.
I've already arranged connections for you, but you'll need to cooperate with her on some matters when the time comes.
Chow Chiu-Sin asked, puzzled:
Brother Feng, are you talking about Abu?
Isn't Abu from the action team?
Lin Feng shook his head:
Not Abu.
Abu did go ahead to pave the way for you, but Abu is not South Korean. Protecting your safety and being your vanguard is no problem...
I've arranged a backer for you.
Chow Chiu-Sin was astonished:
A backer?
Immediately after, he was filled with admiration.
Brother Feng doesn't seem to have left Hong Kong, but his connections are all over the world.
Who is that backer?
Lin Feng shrugged:
My wife!
Chow Chiu-Sin almost choked:
Sister-in-law?
Lin Feng explained:
I have eight wives, and it just so happens that one of them is in South Korea.
Chow Chiu-Sin asked, puzzled:
Sister-in-law is in South Korea?
What's going on?
Is she going to work in South Korea?
Chow Chiu-Sin really didn't understand. With Lin Feng's status, what kind of job couldn't he find if he wanted to?
Why would she have to go to South Korea?
Lin Feng shrugged:
She is South Korean.
Ah?
Chow Chiu-Sin was stunned.
She's actually South Korean?
What kind of work does sister-in-law do?
Lin Feng smiled:
Didn't I tell you? She doesn't need to work.
You don't need to inquire about who she is; you'll know when you get to South Korea.
Chow Chiu-Sin's heart tightened.
It seems this sister-in-law is also a famous figure in South Korea.
Recalling his other sisters-in-law, this one is probably also an extraordinary person.
Once you arrive in South Korea, just tell her what you need, and she will help you.
Furthermore, your mind is quite sharp.
If your sister-in-law needs something, just listen to her.
Her words are my words.
Chow Chiu-Sin immediately said:
Yes, Chao Xian will certainly give his all.
Lin Feng nodded slightly:
Miao Xiang's training hasn't finished yet, so it might take some time before she can rendezvous with you.
Chow Chiu-Sin immediately said:
Brother Feng, there's no rush for that.
It's a good thing, I need time to establish myself in South Korea.
Miao Xiang can learn more.
Lin Feng said directly:
It's not hard for you to establish yourself in South Korea; the difficult part is how to become a chaebol.
Now is an excellent opportunity.
Chow Chiu-Sin asked, puzzled:
What does that mean?
Lin Feng explained:
Over in South Korea, there's a crackdown on chaebols.
But don't be nervous, it's not targeting all chaebols.
The economic backbone of South Korea is the chaebols; if the chaebols collapse, their country's economy will crumble.
It's just that the current President's crackdown on chaebols is a necessity of the times.
Otherwise, his position as President won't be stable.
Chow Chiu-Sin still didn't understand.
Lin Feng smiled:
It's okay if you don't understand; you'll get it once you're there.
He took out a pen and paper and wrote a check for 900 million hong kong dollars:
This is your first expense; use it for now.
Lending is lending, but a chaebol must act like a chaebol.
As long as you appear wealthy and powerful, no one can question you.
Chow Chiu-Sin bowed deeply:
Thank you for your trust, Brother Feng.
Lin Feng smiled and patted his shoulder:
It's not that I wouldn't write you a larger check; the upper limit for a single check is 900 million.
Get ready; you'll depart in the next two days.
Chow Chiu-Sin quickly said:
Yes!
Carefully placing the check in his pocket, Chow Chiu-Sin bowed again before leaving.
Lin Feng's generosity had completely won him over.
He pulled out his phone, just about to call someone, when it suddenly rang.
Lin Feng smiled, answered the phone, and said:
Fu Zhen, how did you know I was just about to call you?
Fu Zhen said, surprised:
Were you really going to call me?
Lin Feng shrugged:
You know I never lie to you about these things.
Fu Zhen agreed:
That's true, you're quite heartless.
Lin Feng corrected her:
Don't joke, how am I heartless?
It's you, only coming three days a month, who is truly heartless, isn't it?
Fu Zhen protested:
I wish I could stay with you forever, but what was your status before?
If I really clung to you, my father would kill you.
This was no joke; Fu Zhen's father really would hire someone to kill him.
Lin Feng shrugged:
No, he wouldn't.
Fu Zhen asked, surprised:
Why?
Lin Feng sighed:
With all due respect, if you really announced your relationship, your father, while not exactly pleased, definitely wouldn't say anything.
He might even be secretly happy.
Fu Zhen asked, puzzled:
Why?
Lin Feng said frankly:
You're a daughter!
Fu Zhen frowned:
What's wrong with me being a daughter?
Lin Feng decided to be more direct:
South Korea favors sons over daughters, and your abilities happen to be stronger than your elder brother's.
If not for his status as the eldest legitimate son, how could he compare to you?
If you also married well—I mean, with strong husbandly support in South Korea—your influence in your family would likely surpass your elder brother's.
Although you are both your parents' children, your father absolutely would not want to see this happen.
A daughter, after all, is meant to marry.
Fu Zhen's expression immediately changed!