Chapter 471: Chen Taotao's Suggestion
The next day, Li Fu dropped Qi Qi off at work and then went to see Chen Taotao.
Coincidentally, Da Shan also arrived.
"Mr. Li, you also came to visit Tao Tao?"
Da Shan was exceptionally respectful of Li Fu. Anyone from Hung Hing knew that Li Fu was Lin Feng's direct confidant.
Li Fu's presence here further indicated Lin Feng's regard for Chen Taotao.
For Lin Feng, the old officials of Baisheng Fund under Chen Taotao felt more than just respect.
Respect was one thing; more than that, it was adoration and awe.
Think about what Baisheng Fund was like before its establishment?
They were almost ruined by Chan Man-yin!
It was Lin Feng who pointed out the flaws in the "iron chain across the river" strategy, practically saving Chen Taotao's career.
Of course, it also saved the careers of Da Shan and others.
The major operation after the establishment of Baisheng Fund was akin to a snake swallowing an elephant.
No one expected a small, nascent fund to dare to target the Tycoon Group, yet Lin Feng did.
Baisheng Fund's strategy was entirely formulated by Lin Feng; to put it plainly, they were merely skilled traders!
However, the results achieved were enormous.
Baisheng Fund used a small investment to gain a large return, not only devouring the Tycoon Group but also gaining many additional benefits—such as a solid foundation with local banking capital.
It can be said that after Baisheng Fund became famous in one battle, Da Shan and others gained an unimaginable status in the underworld.
Da Shan had even heard that Western economic academies had already incorporated their operation of targeting the Tycoon Group as a teaching sample into textbooks.
This was an unparalleled honor.
And all of this was brought about by Lin Feng.
How could he not be respectful when facing Lin Feng's representative?
Li Fu smiled:
"Da Shan, it's not our first time meeting, why be so reserved?"
"Let's go, we'll go see Tao Tao."
Da Shan quickly said:
"Tao Tao's house is almost like my own; I'll lead the way."
Li Fu smiled faintly.
He truly was a frequent visitor, and because Chen Taotao had difficulty moving, these regulars were even more familiar with his house than Chen Taotao himself.
The reason, of course, was that this Repulse Bay mansion was a reward from Lin Feng to Chen Taotao.
As the chief architect of the Tycoon Group acquisition, Chen Taotao received a generous reward from Lin Feng.
Not only a large amount of wealth but also two luxury homes.
One was in Mid-Levels, and the other was in Repulse Bay.
Among Lin Feng's subordinates, Chen Taotao's reward was unique.
Of course, Chen Taotao deserved this reward.
The reason he didn't live in Mid-Levels was because Chen Taotao loved water.
In the Repulse Bay mansion, one could see Victoria Harbour through the window, which brought joy and naturally benefited Chen Taotao's recuperation.
When Chen Taotao saw Li Fu arrive, he immediately tried to get up.
Li Fu quickly said:
"No, no, no, just lie down."
Chen Taotao still got up:
"I only broke a rib, and the doctor also told me to get up and walk a few steps every day as appropriate."
"Honestly, I feel fine already."
"But Nam Tsai won't let me leave the hospital."
"It's really helpless."
Li Fu chuckled softly:
"Nam Tsai is a good doctor. You are the patient, and this body doesn't belong to you temporarily."
"I know you're bored, but no matter what, you must follow the doctor's orders."
"Otherwise, for a moment's pleasure, if the old injury recurs and you're bedridden for a year... it's completely not worth it."
Chen Taotao grumbled:
"I know what I'm doing!"
Knowing what he was doing was one thing, but getting past Nam Tsai was not so easy.
No wonder, Nam Tsai truly carried out Lin Feng's instructions meticulously.
Chen Taotao immediately changed the subject:
"Mr. Li, did Brother Feng send you here with something to tell me?"
Li Fu sighed:
"Brother Feng originally wanted to come himself, but Hung Hing has just been reorganized, and he has too many things to attend to, so he asked me to do it on his behalf."
Chen Taotao quickly said:
"It's good that Brother Feng is busy."
"If he came, I wouldn't have enough space for the people he brings."
Lin Feng was now Hong Kongs richest man.
When he went out now, he was surrounded by a large entourage.
It wasn't that he wanted to show off, it was purely for security needs.
Not only did the Hung Hing executives solemnly instruct Li Fu to ensure Lin Feng's safety, but even various parties in Hong Kong and his Mainland had sent messages.
Otherwise, just the Hong Kong paparazzi alone could besiege Lin Feng.
Hong Kong was a society of the wealthy, and the worship of money was natural.
A twenty-year-old Hong Kongs richest man was definitely a sensational topic.
On the tabloids, all sorts of wild stories about Lin Feng were everywhere.
Lin Feng's experiences were also dug up, and countless people envied Liang Kun for being able to adopt Lin Feng when he was seven years old.
It could be said that Lin Feng was a traffic magnet.
Even when he attended the Governor's banquet now, he would be surrounded by many people.
It was impossible not to be impressed.
Li Fu was Lin Feng's secretary and personal bodyguard, so he naturally understood this troublesome situation.
Chen Taotao asked:
"What does Brother Feng want me to do?"
Li Fu explained:
"There's nothing else really; Brother Feng instructed you to acquire some media platforms in London."
"Television stations, radio stations, newspapers, and so on."
Chen Taotao was stunned:
"London?"
Li Fu asked:
"Is there a problem?"
Chen Taotao shook his head:
"What problem could there be?"
"Hong Kong's tycoons are inherently part of the London financial groups."
"There are no obstacles for us to acquire companies in London."
"However..."
Chen Taotao thought for a moment and still voiced his concerns,
"Although acquiring companies in the Western world is very common, media companies are a different matter."
"London's scrutiny in this area is very strict."
"Do I need to hold them through an agent?"
Li Fu shook his head:
"You don't need to worry about that."
"These media platforms being acquired will not be under Brother Feng's name."
Chen Taotao asked, puzzled:
"Then who are they for...?"
Li Fu explained:
"These are being acquired for our brother,"
"He is George, the newly appointed head of the Security Bureau in Hong Kong."
Ah?!
Chen Taotao said in disbelief:
"George is one of us?"
Li Fu thought for a moment and said:
"George is not part of the Hung Hing faction. Strictly speaking, he is solely subordinate to Brother Feng."
"We can be considered colleagues."
Chen Taotao involuntarily gave a thumbs up:
"Brother Feng is amazing!"
"I could rack my brains and never have guessed that George was one of us."
Li Fu also felt it was incredible:
"Who says he isn't?"
"Brother Feng's charisma is truly powerful."
Chen Taotao still found it unbelievable:
"Is this true?"
"If I remember correctly, George was previously the head of the Police Political Department... This position wouldn't be given to just anyone."
Li Fu directly revealed George's complete background:
"You didn't remember incorrectly."
"Not only was George previously the head of the Political Department, but he was and still is a senior agent of the London Telecommunications Department."
Chen Taotao's mouth involuntarily dropped open.
"Not only that, George is also a member of the Cunningham Family, and it has been confirmed that as soon as this term is completed, he will marry a woman from the Cunningham Family."
Chen Taotao said in disbelief:
"With such a background, he can still become one of us?"
Li Fu said disdainfully:
"Is being a member of the Cunningham Family very promising?"
"He can't possibly become the patriarch of the Cunningham Family."
"To put it plainly, the Cunningham Family absorbed him simply because George could strengthen the Cunningham's power."
"George isn't a fool; he is fanatically devoted to Brother Feng."
"He is one of us."
Chen Taotao also thought it made sense,
"I think no one can resist Brother Feng's charisma."
"In that case, I understand."
"I will register a media company in George's name in the Cayman Islands, and then acquire media platforms."
"London has many local media outlets, which makes it convenient for us to acquire them."
"However, at that time, I will need George's detailed information..."
Li Fu was already prepared:
"Just establish it. When you need George's identity information, call me, and I will send it to you."
Chen Taotao shrugged:
"Then that's not a problem."
Li Fu said softly:
"George's media outlets will be of great use to our group's future. Brother Feng instructed not to be stingy with funds."
Chen Taotao smiled and said:
"Don't worry, Baisheng Fund's cash flow is completely fine."
As the head of a hedge fund, the last thing he lacked was cash flow.
Countless Hong Kong tycoons wanted to buy into Baisheng Fund but couldn't find a way.
Chen Taotao was precisely worrying about how to handle these things; it should be known that wasting cash flow in the capital world was the most shameful act.
Money must flow; lying in an account would incur a lot of taxes.
Tao Tao would absolutely not waste it.
Li Fu didn't understand the reasoning behind it and asked,
"Acquiring so much capital for acquisitions won't affect Baisheng Fund's subsequent operations, will it?"
Tao Tao smiled and said,
"It won't!"
"Not only will it not, but we might even make a fortune."
"Huh?"
Tao Tao explained the reasoning to Li Fu:
"The prices in London are indeed expensive, but the media outlets we can acquire, whether they are radio stations, TV stations, or newspapers, are actually small or poorly managed operations."
"As long as we integrate them into a single entity, they will instantly become a media group spanning the entire Anglo-Saxon nation."
"The stock price of such a thing is bound to rise."
"At that time, as long as we arbitrage a portion, we can earn ten times the wealth."
Li Fu looked at the beaming Tao Tao with complex eyes:
"You financial players really make money fast."
Tao Tao admitted it frankly, but he said,
"This industry is like that; high risk, high reward."
"But then again, there are quite a few people who lose everything due to their decisions every day and jump off rooftops."
"People often jump off the rooftop of the HSBC Securities Building."
"If it weren't for Brother Feng's guidance earlier, I might have been one of them."
Li Fu was silent.
These are damn gamblers! No matter how they sugarcoat their identities, the essence of a gambler cannot be hidden.
Suddenly, he remembered something:
"Tao Tao, do you have a way to obtain a TV station license?"
Tao Tao asked curiously,
"Aren't we going to acquire in the Anglo-Saxon region?"
Li Fu shook his head:
"Not in London, but locally in Hong Kong."
"You should know that Brother Feng has always wanted to acquire a TV station license, intending to give it as a gift to Third Sister-in-law."
Tao Tao understood:
"Let me think about it..."
Only a few licenses have been issued in Hong Kong—after all, Hong Kong is not a large place, with a total population of only six million.
The area covered by radio stations is also small.
If there were too many licenses, even if a businessman won a license, it would be extremely difficult to make a profit.
The only way is to limit licenses.
It's a very troublesome thing to buy a license.
Tao Tao thought for a moment and said,
"It's not impossible, but George will have to handle this matter."
Li Fu was stunned and said,
"George?"
Tao Tao explained:
"The Foreigners issued three licenses in total, but the third one has clear restrictions, requiring a considerable amount of time to broadcast educational content."
Li Fu asked, puzzled,
"Isn't that good?"
Tao Tao gave a wry smile and said,
"Hong Kong is a money-driven society. Citizens are already very tired from work. In their leisure time, they only want to relax. Who would want to study?"
"Not to mention, there needs to be a significant proportion of English programs."
Li Fu's expression immediately darkened:
"English programs?"
"This is an attempt to sever our roots."
Tao Tao sighed:
"You can't really say that..."
"Everyone says Hong Kong people's English is good, but that's a misconception."
"How many universities are there in Hong Kong?"
"Less than one-tenth of the people can go to university."
"Many people drop out of school early to work."
"Educational channels simply don't have much viewership. Even if we acquire one, it will most likely operate at a loss."
Li Fu said coldly,
"Our focuses are different."
"In your opinion, running a TV station is merely losing money, but in my opinion, this is a venomous scheme by the Foreigners to cut off our ties with the Mainland."
"Hong Kong has had ties with the Mainland for nearly two thousand years, but in this short period of less than a century, it has become estranged from the Mainland."
"What is the reason?"
"Naturally, it's the propaganda from the TV station."
Just as Tao Tao was about to retort, he heard Li Fu ask,
"Do you still speak Mandarin?"
Tao Tao immediately shut up!
Sorry, he really didn't speak Mandarin.
Li Fu remembered what Lin Feng had said earlier:
"Hong Kong was originally a typical immigrant city, where people from all over the country gathered."
"The official lingua franca should have been Mandarin."
"But if you look now, apart from the older generation, how many people speak Mandarin?"
"Everyone speaks Cantonese."
"However, this Cantonese is not standard, but a very typical Hong Kong local dialect."
That's right, the Cantonese spoken in Hong Kong is actually a local dialect, and there is still a big difference from the mainstream language of Guangdong Province.
"The old six of TV, through daily propaganda, told Hong Kong people that you are the most noble, your language is the most beautiful, and besides English, your language is the most beautiful."
"This kind of day-to-day propaganda has actually made the younger generation of Hong Kong forget their roots."
"This achievement is so great that even the London government has to grant him a peerage."
Tao Tao's pupils contracted. Damn it!
Brother Feng wanted to acquire a radio license not just to find a career for Lok Wai-Jan, but more importantly, he wanted to find a platform to counter the Foreigners and set things right.
As Lin Feng's direct subordinate, he understood Lin Feng's label too well—loyalty and righteousness!
Small loyalty and righteousness meant being loyal to his brothers; great loyalty and righteousness meant being loyal to the country.
Lin Feng's stance has always been—absolutely a Mainland faction!
Therefore, his subordinates have never been ambiguous about this.
Tao Tao said in a deep voice,
"The license from Jiade can indeed be acquired."
"However, we need to push for legislation to remove the restrictions on the duration of educational programs."
"But even so, I have to say, this matter is not easy."
Li Fu asked,
"Why?"
Tao Tao sighed:
"Hong Kong is a small place, the size of a palm, supporting six million people. Citizens live very tiring lives. Where do they have time to listen to Mandarin educational programs?"
Li Fu thought for a moment, called Lin Feng, and explained the situation.
Lin Feng smiled and said,
"Tao Tao's suggestion is very good. You can contact George and have him use the connections of the Golden Club to limit the duration of that English program."
"Just change the English program to a Chinese program."
Li Fu reminded him,
"Tao Tao said that Hong Kong citizens work too hard and have no interest in educational programs, let alone Mandarin programs."
Lin Feng was unfazed:
"That's just because they haven't found the right method."
Li Fu was surprised:
"Brother Feng, do you have a way to make them listen to you?"
Lin Feng smiled:
"Of course."
Li Fu praised,
"It's truly you, Brother Feng!"
After hanging up the phone, Li Fu was beaming:
"Brother Feng said that as long as we change the English programs to Chinese programs, everything else will be fine!"
Tao Tao had never doubted Lin Feng's abilities:
"If that's the case, I will naturally mobilize my connections to help."
Li Fu was startled:
"You mobilize your connections?"
Tao Tao chuckled:
"Mr. Li, you're underestimating me, aren't you?"
"Most of Baisheng Fund's clients are people from high society."
Li Fu said speechlessly,
"I forgot about that. You're too modest. Your Baisheng Fund's shares are sold so expensively; how could someone without connections buy them?"
"They are all members of high society, aren't they!"
Tao Tao nodded,
"Indeed."
"However, all funds in the world operate this way."
"Good funds don't have trouble selling."
Li Fu nodded:
"Then, I'll leave this matter to you!"
Tao Tao waved his hand:
"Just leave it to me. Don't worry."
Li Fu reminded him,
"You're only responsible for the general direction. Let Dashan and Zhan Bo handle the other matters."
"You're a patient now."
Tao Tao gave a wry smile:
"Actually, I'm already better..."
Li Fu shrugged:
"If you're really better, then have Nam Tsai issue a discharge certificate. At that time, I will definitely host a recovery party for you, where our brothers can gather and relax."
Tao Tao had nothing to say—Nam Tsai, that guy, despite being tall and strong, was very timid and always cautious in his actions.
Even if he recovered his health, Nam Tsai would make him stay in bed for a few months to recover... Well, he couldn't think about indulging himself for a while.
Li Fu gently patted Tao Tao and stood up, saying,
"Your health is your capital. You'll recover soon."
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Chapter 472: Capital Feast
The Golden Club was still the Golden Club.
Because George had interfered, the Deputy Director, one of the three giants, had no way to get promoted and could only continue to be the Deputy Director.
Also, due to Cunningham — he had said a few words about the Deputy Commissioner of ICAC to the Governor — the Commissioner of the ICAC still remained the Commissioner.
This meant that the Golden Club's power remained the same as before, with no progress whatsoever.
No!
There was still a little bit of progress.
That was Sir Li's seniority had increased.
For politicians, age has always been an advantage.
Not to mention Sir Li had served in the Hong Kong Governors Office for over twenty years.
This also allowed his influence to spread throughout the Hong Kong Government, and even the heads of the Three Divisions and Thirteen Bureaus had to show him a little respect when facing Sir Li.
This was something Sir Li was proud of, and it was also his biggest confidence in forming the Golden Club.
One must know that the heads of the Three Divisions and Thirteen Bureaus were all Foreigners.
Since the 1960s, one thing had been proven: in Hong Kong, whoever got along well with the Foreigners could wield the greatest power.
Lui Lok and Lung Shing-pang were both examples of this.
Then Sir Li met his opponent — George, the former head of the Police Political Department and current Deputy Director of the Security Bureau.
George had no respect for Sir Li whatsoever.
He arranged to meet Sir Li and others at the club's headquarters, and without a word, he threw a stack of documents at them.
The three giants of the Golden Club were stunned — those were all evidence of their crimes.
Some of them were compiled by Lin Feng himself through the intelligence system, some were collected by Lok Chi-ming's subordinates, and some were investigated by George through his own power.
The documents were full of evidence that George had in his possession.
The others were fine.
The most important point was that the club had used the power of the ICAC to attack an elite squad of the Garrison!
The three giants nearly died of fright when they heard this.
They had no idea that the incident was not actually the Garrison's fault, nor was it the ICAC's elite squad's fault, but rather a setup by Lin Feng.
However, the matter was too bizarre. After analysis by the Deputy Director of the Security Bureau and the Deputy Commissioner of ICAC, it was confirmed that their own elite squad had indeed clashed with the Garrison's air force special forces.
So... a misunderstanding arose.
Li Fu and Wang Jianjun were thus cleared.
George also had leverage.
For a moment, the three giants of the club felt their hearts turn to ash — with such a big handle in hand, their lives and deaths were at George's whim.
However, George had no intention of using this leverage to gain credit:
"Gentlemen, I am here to seek cooperation."
"Consider these my introductory gifts."
"To fight or to make peace, the three of you can decide with a single word."
The three looked at each other, seeing the helplessness in each other's eyes.
With such evidence in hand, how could they possibly fight George?
Not to mention his identity was originally more noble than theirs — the rising star of the Cunningham Family, a senior agent of the Anglo-Saxon Telecommunications Bureau, and the newly appointed Deputy Director of the Security Bureau.
Just those documents alone were enough to destroy them.
George said he was using these things to negotiate with them. If both sides were happy, then there would be no problem.
But if something went slightly wrong, these things could directly cost them their lives!
In other words, the initiative was entirely in the other party's hands; it just depended on whether they cooperated or not.
Sir Li could only represent the three:
"The Golden Club is willing to follow the lead of the Security Bureau."
George's face broke into a smile:
"Very good!"
"I heard you came up with a plan — to promote the construction of the Sham Shui Po pier."
Sir Li and the other two turned pale — the other party had even found out about this, which clearly meant they had been targeted early on.
In such a situation, there was no other path to take but submission.
In fact, they truly had no other path.
George successfully brought the Golden Club under his control.
However, he only made the Golden Club accountable to him, not revealing at all that Lin Feng was behind him.
George, a senior agent of the Anglo-Saxon Telecommunications Bureau, clearly understood the true nature of the Golden Club — it was a criminal organization disguised as a government entity.
Lin Feng was at the height of his power in Hong Kong.
Such a criminal organization could not have any connection to him.
George himself was the perfect firewall; his identity as a Foreigner and a senior agent of the Telecommunications Bureau was enough to isolate all negative influences from the Golden Club.
Through the Golden Club's connections, Sir Li quickly pushed various agendas as per George (Lin Feng)'s requirements — the construction of Sham Shui Po was thus approved.
The Governors Office put out a tender to all real estate companies in Hong Kong, and the Hung Hing Group, without any surprise, won the bid.
Even before the Sham Shui Po project began, the Hung Hing Group, with Lin Feng's impetus, had acquired large tracts of surrounding land.
Once Hung Hing won the bid, the value of these land units instantly increased tenfold, even dozens of times.
Hung Hing made a huge profit.
Hong Kong citizens all praised Lin Feng, the richest man, for his extremely forward-thinking business vision.
Not everyone was convinced, however.
Some were very unconvinced, believing that it was entirely an inside job, so they reported the matter to the ICAC.
The Commissioner of the ICAC did not dare to neglect the report and immediately assigned the Deputy Commissioner of ICAC to open a case and investigate.
Of course, nothing could be found.
After a detailed investigation, the Commissioner of the ICAC determined that it was a false accusation.
So the Commissioner of the ICAC summoned several companies for a warning.
The companies that reported Hung Hing were, of course, none other than the other three of the New Four Families.
Passively taking a beating was not Lin Feng's style.
Through his intelligence system and various friendly Triads of Hung Hing, Lin Feng quickly uncovered all sorts of dirty secrets of the New Three Families.
In a counter-move, he followed suit and made targeted reports.
The Commissioner of the ICAC had a headache.
When others reported Hung Hing, he dared not neglect it.
Now that Hung Hing was reporting others, he likewise dared not neglect it.
The Deputy Commissioner of ICAC was dispatched again, but this time it was different from the last.
Lin Feng's reported information was detailed and accurate.
A large number of executives from these New Three Families were taken away by the ICAC to assist in the investigation.
The stocks of the New Three Families plummeted relentlessly.
The Baisheng Fund, led by Chen Taotao, would not miss this opportunity — daring to slander Mr. Lin was seeking death — so the New Three Families' stocks fell even more sharply!
The Baisheng Fund took a big bite of fat meat.
Originally, Chen Taotao wanted to call off the attack, but Lin Feng wouldn't allow it.
Lin Feng was never a kind person; he came from the underworld and understood the principle of nipping evil in the bud.
Chen Taotao thoroughly implemented Lin's orders and directly seized controlling stakes in the New Three Families!
Hung Hing instantly became a true behemoth in the Hong Kong market.
There's also a story behind this.
Even after Hung Hing acquired the Tycoon Group, it originally didn't have the capacity to swallow the New Three Families.
However, the emerging families in Hong Kong were most keen on establishing complex trust funds.
Through various dazzling equity swap methods, Hong Kong's tycoons could control 100% of vast funds with only a 1% equity stake.
In fact, the ones who played this game best were not Hong Kong's tycoons, but Okamoto.
Okamoto's large zaibatsu used cross-shareholding, forming a complex equity structure where 'you are in me, and I am in you.'
The advantage was exclusivity.
Any foreign capital or hot money could simply not acquire Okamoto's companies.
At most, they could acquire a subsidiary of a zaibatsu, or a certain brand, but completely acquiring a zaibatsu was simply impossible.
Thus, during economic downturns, Okamoto's stock market was not affected at all.
If one only looked at Okamoto's stock market without considering its economic environment, one would not be able to determine what Okamoto's economic situation was like.
That was a solid bull market.
Hong Kong tycoons used this method not only to prevent potential family disputes over shares but, more importantly, for alliances.
However, while there were many benefits, there were naturally drawbacks.
The key lay in certain small companies that controlled wealth equity.
To outsiders, the trust share equity was dazzlingly complex, and even professional institutions couldn't untangle it.
However, for Lin Feng, who had an intelligence system, all the key points were practically open cards.
Thus, he successfully gained control of the entire New Three Families by paying less than one percent of the cost of the New Three Families consortium.
Crucially, he did not use Hung Hing's money.
Hung Hing, of course, got a share in this capital feast.
But the biggest portion was all taken by Lin Feng.
On this point, no one in Hung Hing had any objections.
Liang Kun was very satisfied with the current situation, and Shui Ling even more so.
Both of them came from the underworld and understood best how hard-won the current situation was.
There was a time when they didn't know if there would be a tomorrow after today, so naturally, they harbored no resentment towards Lin Feng.
On the contrary, the couple was extremely grateful to Lin Feng.
Liang Kun and Lin Feng shared an unusual bond.
After Shuiling became pregnant, she wanted even more to bury her past experiences.
They were both incredibly satisfied with their current lives.
Since they had no objections, the other members of Hung Hing had nothing to say either.
The people of Hung Hing were divided into two types.
One type was Chiang Tin-Yeung and Hon Ban.
These two were rare business magnates in the Jianghu.
But even people like them had never imagined they would encounter such good fortune. It was like manna from heaven.
Nowadays, Chiang Tin-Yeung is based in Hong Kong and travels all over the world—the Hung Hing Group is truly a giant in Hong Kong, with businesses spread across the globe.
As one of the Vice Presidents, Chiang Tin-Yeung naturally had to shoulder the responsibilities of a Vice President.
Hon Ban was equally satisfied.
He assisted Gangsheng in his Mainland, fully advancing the various businesses of the Hung Hing Group.
Hon Ban even called Sister Thirteen over.
Their relationship quickly warmed up.
What impressed the Hung Hing members was that Sister Thirteen, who had always presented herself in men's clothing, actually wore women's clothing for Hon Ban.
It truly commanded admiration.
The rest were people like Brother Kei.
It must be said that even after Hung Hing reorganized and Brother Kei and others became executives of the Hung Hing conglomerate, it didn't change their Triad aura in the slightest.
There was no other way; they had started out on the streets in their youth and had very little education.
Even holding high positions in the Triad, and having learned various skills from the 'university of society,' their lack of formal education was a reality.
Brother Kei was certainly qualified to receive an invitation from the Governor to attend the banquet.
But after going once, he never went again.
It was boring!
It was better to go to Arrogance Restaurant and call up old friends to brag!
And so, Brother Kei's favorite thing to do was to gather with his old Triad associates at Arrogance Restaurant.
He never thought about returning to the Triad life or anything like that.
If there's a chance to go legitimate, who the hell would go back to the Triad?
Isn't that just crazy?
Brother Kei was a master of feigning ignorance; he was clear-headed about major issues. He wasn't stupid, just pretending to be.
And so, big shots like him spent their days gathering at Arrogance Restaurant.
Big D simply set up an exclusive private room for them.
Who knows how many Triad figures wanted to enter that private room.
Unfortunately, entering that private room required special qualifications; ordinary people couldn't get in.
Big D was ambitious, but even with the help of his capable wife, his knowledge couldn't keep up with the specialized operations of the group.
Fortunately, Big D was very content with his current life and had no ambition whatsoever to advance further in Hung Hing.
After all, the person who saved him was more capable than him, had more prestige than him, and most importantly, was younger than him.
Big D had no thoughts of rebellion whatsoever.
Kam Tze-tai finally got his wish. He had Do Chai King and others act as his representatives, and his favorite thing to do was practice martial arts.
It must be said that he was a true martial arts fanatic, and his kung fu had greatly improved at his age.
It was just a pity that he was still no match for Li Fu and the others.
At such a capital feast, Lin Feng naturally wouldn't be stingy with his small share of stock.
George and Chen Taotao both received generous rewards.
The former had a special status; in addition to a small share in the New Four Families, he also received the Anglo-Saxon Media Group that Lin Feng had promised.
After acquiring the New Four Families, Chen Taotao obtained an incredibly terrifying cash flow. He quickly took the initiative and completed the task Lin Feng had given him.
Thus, without anyone realizing it, George had already become one of the Anglo-Saxon's few media moguls.
However, these matters were all kept quiet and not made public.
Perhaps only after George completed his current term at the Security Bureau would he be able to appear in public.
Lin Feng had already told him that by then, he would return to Anglo-Saxon and enter politics.
He would fully assist George in climbing the ranks.
As long as George was willing, he could climb as high as he wanted.
George's gratitude towards Lin Feng was fervent. His Lord's command was naturally his supreme mission.
As for the media group, it was naturally managed by George's lover, the beautiful aide Elizabeth.
Elizabeth was very happy to do such things. She knew that given her background, it was impossible for her to be openly with George, as the Cunningham Family had an engagement with George.
However, the Anglo-Saxons were more open-minded about this.
After all, it was a common phenomenon for wealthy Westerners to have illegitimate children with beautiful women everywhere.
Elizabeth also had no intention of finding anyone else. Her experience in Hong Kong told her that nothing else in this world mattered; only money was important.
George treated her very well and also gave her opportunities for career success and a lot of money.
For a woman, if she has money and status, what else is there to do but hold onto George tightly?
Isa was very pragmatic.
In addition to his gratitude towards Lin Feng, George also intensified his control over the Golden Club.
He discovered that the Golden Club was truly effective!
Like master, like servant.
George generously rewarded the three members of the Golden Club.
He directly distributed a portion of the New Four Families' shares to the three, almost driving Sir Li, the Deputy Director, and the Deputy Commissioner mad with joy.
What was the purpose of establishing the Golden Club?
Money, of course!
Was it for fun, like playing house?
Initially, they thought that after being controlled by George, the three of them would have no more connection to money, but they never expected that their superior, George, was quite good!
Thus, the three members of the Golden Club became even more motivated.
This was what George needed.
He wasn't indifferent to money; on the contrary, he loved money very much.
However, before loving money, completing the tasks assigned by Lin Feng was the most important thing.
George knew that as long as he could complete the tasks Lin Feng assigned on time, money would not be an issue.
Encouraged by George, the Golden Club, with efforts from all three parties, finally moved to acquire TV licenses.
Sir Li's connections were no joke; he quickly contacted a considerable number of councilors and directly proposed a suggestion in the council—to increase the proportion of Mandarin in TV programs.
If it had been at another time, if he had dared to make such a suggestion, the Foreigner would have made him commit suicide by shooting himself in the back.
However, times were different now.
The Foreigner insisted on having their cake and eating it too, and not a single person stood up to object.
And so, this proposal actually passed!
Old Six was completely stunned!
By the way, he was called Uncle Six purely because his license plate was 6!
This was like the Police Commissioner of the Police Station whose license plate was 1.
Purely numerical license plates from zero to ten were symbols of status; their names were known to all Hong Kongers.
Old Six thought to himself, 'This isn't right.'
I promoted Cantonese and suppressed Mandarin, which is how I earned my knighthood. Has the tide turned now?
But thinking about his past actions, Old Six's heart settled down again.
He had spent twenty years promoting Cantonese. Now, apart from the elderly who could speak a little Mandarin, no one else in Hong Kong could speak it, right?
Radio stations producing programs in Mandarin... ha, how many people would actually watch them?
This impact wasn't just on his station, but on all TV stations.
Old Six relaxed.
All of a sudden, the TV licenses, which were already difficult to auction, became even more so.
Chen Taotao simply picked up a bargain.
Lok Wai-Jan thus became the director of the newly established Hong Kong Station and the chairman of Bauhinia Media.
Was there a mistake?
How could a single TV station be a group?
Lin Feng had always valued the influence of media, so how could he only give Lok Wai-Jan one TV station?
He instructed Chen Taotao to acquire various media outlets—radio stations, newspapers, and magazines.
Thus, a newly established media group appeared vibrantly before the eyes of Hong Kongers.
Old Six was very flustered.
He didn't care about ordinary tycoons entering the media field to compete with him.
But Lin Feng was different.
Who in Hong Kong didn't know Lin Feng's legendary experience?
A complete business prodigy.
The classic representative of a snake swallowing an elephant.
The most crucial point was that while others who attempted'snake swallowing elephant' often suffered from indigestion, Lin Feng's'snake swallowing elephant' genuinely strengthened himself.
Old Six thought about the unique nature of his industry and then felt a little relieved—after all, he was a veteran in the media. Could he possibly be afraid of him?