Chapter 177: Picking Up a Young Man on the Road
Lin Feng was not a saint; he possessed compassion but lacked any holy motherly sentiment.
If something displeased him, he would intervene and discipline, but not out of the usual sense of justice. He had his own criteria for judgment.
If it were a stranger, Lin Feng probably wouldn't bother with him at all.
Fang Ting was the eighth oldest in Lin Feng's family, so naturally, Fong Chin-Bor was not a stranger. His help to Fong Chin-Bor was thorough but never overstepped.
Conditions had been created for him; if he dared to have any ulterior motives again… Fong Chin-Bor would absolutely not want to experience Lin Feng's methods.
"Tao Tao, how is this studio?"
Chen Taotao sincerely gave a thumbs up:
"It's really impressive."
Although the computers were large and bulky, they were the best, most highly configured computers available at the time.
The internet bandwidth was pitifully small, but it was also the highest bandwidth of that era.
Even high-income individuals like Chen Taotao were shocked by Lin Feng's free-spending ways.
You should know that Chen Taotao would only be working in this ward for a few months at most. This wasn't the studio they intended to build; it was purely for temporary use.
And Lin Feng wasn't even using it himself.
Yet, all the configurations were top-notch.
Chen Taotao immediately felt Lin Feng's generosity.
This was true generosity, beyond any exaggeration.
What was especially important was that this was also a Hung Hing Triad hospital.
Looking at Lin Feng, it seemed as if this place belonged to him.
Nam Tsai completely accepted Lin Feng's orders without any changes, his proactive cooperation even causing Chen Taotao to feel a sense of bewilderment, making him wonder if the Dragon Head of Hung Hing was surnamed Lin.
Through several incidents, Chen Taotao instantly understood Lin Feng's standing within Hung Hing.
"Good, as long as you're satisfied."
Chen Taotao chuckled:
"Boss, I feel like you're like the legendary Aladdin's lamp; I can make any wish."
Lin Feng shrugged:
"Within my capabilities, you can certainly think that."
"Listen, I've fulfilled your requests."
"You must also fulfill Nam Tsai's requests."
Chen Taotao paused:
"Nam Tsai's requests?"
Nam Tsai, at this moment, transformed into the most strict doctor:
"You are currently a patient, and appropriate rest is necessary. Your daily work cannot exceed six hours."
"There are many controversies in current medicine regarding computer radiation; many people say that this radiation is particularly harmful to the body."
"I've already given you the green light under great pressure, so you must also cooperate with my work."
"If, after meeting your conditions, your injuries don't improve, then I'll be in trouble. I might have to set up a bed next to yours, and we can be fellow patients together."
Chen Taotao was dumbfounded:
"You're a doctor, so fit and healthy; how could you be a fellow patient with me?"
Nam Tsai looked at Lin Feng with awe:
"If I can't cure your illness, then Brother Feng will have to cure me."
Lin Feng snorted coldly:
"Cure an illness?"
"Am I that cruel?"
Nam Tsai quickly said:
"Who in Hung Hing doesn't know Brother Feng is the most benevolent?"
Lin Feng laughed heartily:
"No matter what, you're Uncle Nan's son. I wouldn't let you suffer. Tossing you directly into the sea to feed the fish would be simpler."
Nam Tsai's smile instantly vanished.
Chen Taotao found it amusing and quickly said:
"Mr. Lin, don't worry, I will recover as quickly as possible."
Lin Feng said seriously:
"You must recover as quickly as possible. While you're in the hospital, I'll give you a task—to integrate your team."
Chen Taotao was a sharp person and immediately asked:
"Does Mr. Lin have a task?"
Lin Feng clearly replied:
"Yes."
"I want to target a stock. This is a stock our enemies want to manipulate, and we absolutely cannot let them grow too large."
"From now on, you must research this stock."
Chen Taotao's expression brightened, and he immediately became alert:
"How much is my budget?"
Lin Feng held up two fingers:
"You can use all the assets at your disposal. If an accident occurs and you need support, there will be no problem; I will give you sufficient support."
"The only question is whether you have enough execution capability."
Chen Taotao said proudly:
"Once I set my sights on it, it won't get away."
Lin Feng smiled:
"Alright, then from now on, you keep a close eye on it."
"When it's time to act, I'll give you a signal."
"But for now, under no circumstances should you alert it."
"This is your first task, and also a vast fortune. Similarly, it is Baisheng Fund's true battle for fame."
"If you succeed, your path will become wider and wider in the future."
"If you fail, a muddy path awaits you."
"How to choose is up to you."
Chen Taotao nodded repeatedly:
"Mr. Lin, don't worry, I will work hard."
Lin Feng smiled:
"Go for it!"
"Well, everyone, I won't disturb you anymore. Please enjoy your dinner."
Li Fu timely brought up the food he had brought.
It was still early for dinner, but these dishes were all from authentic old establishments. Eating a bit earlier was normal.
Chen Taotao repeatedly thanked him:
"Thank you, Mr. Lin."
Lin Feng laughed heartily and turned to leave.
Da Shan helped Chen Taotao sit up and opened the food container, immediately surprised:
"Abalone porridge, the boss is really not stingy."
Everyone else was beaming with joy, only Nam Tsai was a bit gloomy.
Chen Taotao smiled:
"Nam Tsai, weren't you in a good mood just now?"
Nam Tsai said with a bitter smile:
"You're really going to be the death of me, Tao Tao. You have to get better quickly, no matter what."
Chen Taotao remembered Lin Feng's words just now and couldn't help but smile:
"Don't be silly. You don't actually think Mr. Lin would throw you into the sea to feed the sharks, do you?"
Nam Tsai shook his head directly:
"He wouldn't."
Chen Taotao asked, puzzled:
"Then why are you so gloomy?"
Nam Tsai's face was very long.
"Feeding sharks isn't our Triad's style; someone might escape from a shark's mouth."
"The Triad's usual method is to encase them in concrete and then throw them into the sea."
Chen Taotao stopped smiling.
Da Shan exclaimed:
"Nam Tsai, is that true?"
Nam Tsai suddenly smiled:
"My Old Man is a Hung Hing uncle, so of course it's fake."
Everyone let out a long sigh of relief. This fat boy really scared them to death.
However, Nam Tsai said:
"Don't think Brother Feng is easy to talk to and then not take his words seriously."
"Brother Feng is famous in Hung Hing for being well-liked, that's not false, but he's also famous for following the rules."
"Rewards for merit and punishment for faults is something he highly advocates."
Nam Tsai pointed to the ward. According to Chen Taotao's requirements, this was not a ward at all, but rather an exclusive VIP room.
"Brother Feng will give you ample conditions, but if you don't meet his requirements, he won't be lenient."
"For me, getting you back to health is my job."
"Because of one sentence from me, I can get the best private medical resources in Hong Kong. With such good resources, I must produce corresponding results."
"This is a very natural thing."
"Tao Tao, Brother Feng has given you such great freedom, so naturally, he expects results from you."
"Now, do you still think Brother Feng's words are a joke?"
Chen Taotao suddenly felt that the abalone porridge in his hand didn't taste as good.
Lin Feng left and got into the car. Li Fu asked:
"Brother Feng, it's still early. What should we do?"
Lin Feng thought for a moment,
"Let's go to Causeway Bay and take a look."
Li Fu naturally complied.
So, the group went to Causeway Bay.
"Brother Feng, the order here is completely different from a week ago."
Lin Feng asked:
"How is it different?"
Li Fu said:
"At that time, Jian Jun, Jianguo, and I went out together, and it was chaotic."
Lin Feng raised an eyebrow:
"What, were there Young and Dangerous disturbing the public?"
Li Fu shook his head:
"I can't say there were, but I definitely can't say there weren't."
"There were Young and Dangerous visible everywhere on the streets."
"They were very arrogant."
"We almost got into a fight with someone then."
Lin Feng laughed heartily:
"That guy won't achieve much in the future. He can't even tell who he can provoke. Does he still want to be in the underworld?"
"He's probably not far from selling salted duck eggs."
Li Fu smiled.
Lin Feng chuckled and said:
"I think the order here is pretty good."
As far as the eye could see, not only were the crowds dense, but the vendors were energetically soliciting customers, their confidence exuding an air of arrogance.
Li Fu complained:
"How could it not be good?"
Jian Jun and Tin Hung cleaned this place up before, and we even teamed up with Szeto Ho-Nam to drive out all the other Triads. All that's left are our Hung Hing and Tung Sing people.
The other Young and Dangerous all know Causeway Bay is our territory, so they come here less often.
Lin Feng laughed heartily.
It's good for the territory to be quiet; it means there's order.
Whether it's chaos or peace, there's always order.
The key is... who sets that order.
The previous chaos in Causeway Bay was intentional on Lin Feng's part. If it wasn't chaotic, how could he promote the Security Company?
If the security agreement wasn't signed, how could he make his next move?
Now, Causeway Bay has formed a strange sight: the part occupied by Tung Sing is still chaotic, while the part occupied by Hung Hing is different—clean and tidy.
It's not that Szeto Ho-Nam lacks ability; the reason is that the two Triads operate with different focuses.
Causeway Bay has a dense population, making it a naturally good place for business.
Compared to Szeto Ho-Nam, Lin Feng is involved in 'legitimate' business here, so the more standardized the order, the better.
Szeto Ho-Nam's side will inevitably deal with things like hallucinogenic drugs, so the order there certainly won't be as clean.
Causeway Bay isn't that big. If people from the Mainland went there, they'd surely be disappointed.
But then again, even the entirety of Hong Kong, in the eyes of people from the Mainland, is just a small place the size of a palm.
Lin Feng got tired of walking and casually said:
"Let's find a place to eat something."
Li Fu smiled and said:
"How about we go to Sai Kung for seafood?"
Lin Feng had no objection.
Sai Kung is a great place for seafood. Fresh fish, simply cooked, is an unparalleled delicacy.
The fish ponds here are especially known for their creamy white and delicious dishes.
Wang Jianguo was very fond of this, but he had one question:
"Brother Feng, I see this territory is quite good. Why haven't I heard of any powerful Triads here?"
Li Fu explained:
"It's not that you haven't heard of them, but rather, there aren't any powerful Triads here at all."
Wang Jianguo was very surprised:
"Such a territory and no Triads?"
"Isn't that a waste?"
Lin Feng sighed:
"This is just a big rural area. What would they come here for?"
"People here still have land to farm, can build houses with Ding rights. Only a fool would join a Triad here."
"Triads generally wouldn't come to this place either."
"The people here are very resistant to Triads; very few Triads can establish a foothold."
Wang Jianguo was even more confused:
"No way?"
"The major Triads in the underworld can all establish themselves in big cities, but they can't here?"
Lin Feng said with a chuckle:
"It's a wonder you're from the Mainland. The clan power here is much stronger than any Triad."
"They rely on bloodlines!"
Wang Jianguo was startled.
Bloodlines... then there's nothing to be done.
If the Mainland hadn't thoroughly abolished old customs, perhaps the areas below county and township level would still be controlled by clans.
Even so, the power of clans in some places remains strong.
Lin Feng suddenly stopped talking and waved to a certain spot:
"You rascal, stop standing outside. Do you want some fish soup? I'll treat you."
Li Fu and Wang Jianguo simultaneously looked over and saw a raggedly dressed boy, about seven or eight years old, with a pair of dark black eyes, his throat constantly bobbing, looking at them longingly.
Li Fu stepped forward and squatted down:
"Little friend, we're inviting you to have fish soup."
The street boy thought for a moment and said:
"Okay!"
Li Fu didn't think much of it; he just found the boy interesting, having to think before accepting an invitation.
Little did he know that after the boy came and sat at their table, he said to Lin Feng:
"Is there anything you need me to do?"
"I won't drink your lamb soup or eat your food for free. I'll do something for you in exchange."
Li Fu was immediately stunned.
Wang Jianguo was about to speak, but suddenly saw Lin Feng's expression, which was quite serious, so he wisely kept quiet.
Lin Feng served the street boy a bowl of fish soup:
"If you want to work for me, your body isn't strong enough yet."
The street boy's mouth watered from the fresh smell of the fish soup, but he still said:
"You should still give me something to do. I've never met anyone who was nice to me for no reason."
Lin Feng laughed heartily:
"You're not wrong. Debts of gratitude are the hardest to repay."
"In the past, Marquis of Huaiyin, Han Xin, spent a thousand gold to repay a single meal's kindness."
The street boy said blankly:
"Who is Han Xin?"
Lin Feng didn't make fun of him but told him a story:
"In Hong Kong, about thirteen years ago, there was a little boy who lived with his mother, relying on each other."
"Later, his mother fell seriously ill and died after ineffective treatment."
"The little boy was left without support and had to live on the streets. When he was hungry, he would either go to the wet market to find discarded vegetable leaves or rummage through the ubiquitous trash cans."
"When he found leftover hotdogs, he would feel as happy as if it were a holiday."
"But such days were rare; encountering it once a month would make him happy for a long time."
The street boy's mouth was wide open:
"You're lying! You're dressed so well, eating so well, how could you have had such experiences?"
Lin Feng shrugged:
"I have no need to lie to a child like you, and it's not something to be proud of anyway."
"Let me tell you, when I was little, the most common thing I did was beg. It's just that the economy wasn't as good back then, and no one was willing to share their already scarce food with me."
"More often, I fought with wild dogs for food."
"When others saw it, they all thought we were just fighting over scraps."
"But, you understand, it wasn't like that."
The street boy said firmly:
"No, that was fighting for survival."
Lin Feng laughed heartily:
"That's right, fighting for survival."
"I wanted to live, I wanted this food, even if it was someone else's leftovers."
"The other party also wanted to live, also wanted this food, even if it was just a wild dog."
"The right to survive was equal for both of us."
"So, I had to use every method I could to fight with the wild dog."
"Then, I would take that wild dog as my dinner."
"Honestly, wild dog doesn't taste very good."
The street boy strongly agreed.
Unconsciously, he was no longer so resistant to the three of them.
"Then how did you get better later?"
Lin Feng shrugged:
"I met my Big Brother. He was selling fish balls back then, and I happened to pass by, and he gave me fish balls to eat."
"He was one of the few people who showed kindness to me."
"Then I just followed him."
The street boy couldn't help but say:
"Then can I follow you?"
"I can help you with things."
Lin Feng smiled and said:
"Of course."
"But shouldn't you tell me your name?"
The street boy was a little dejected:
"I don't know my name either. I don't have parents. I don't know where they are, and I don't want to know where they are."
"I was just born and raised by nature, so I named myself Tin Yeng-San."
Lin Feng was slightly startled.
He carefully scrutinized the little boy in front of him—this was Tin Yeng-San?
"Then you can keep that name. It's not bad to commemorate your origins."
"Heroes are not judged by their origins. Even if you are born and raised by nature, you can still accomplish great things."
"Eat first. From now on, you'll be my little brother. Remember my name, I am Lin Feng."
Tin Yeng-San's eyes showed a hint of joy:
"Boss."
Lin Feng ruffled Tin Yeng-San's head, completely disregarding how dirty he was.
"Eat first, but not too much, just about eighty percent full."
"From now on, you won't lack food."
Tin Yeng-San nodded repeatedly:
"Yes."
He said so, but once he picked up the food, he went into 'devouring' mode.
He not only drank two bowls of fish soup but also ate an entire fish, seven oysters, and a bowl of stir-fried beef ho fun... then Lin Feng stopped him:
"You won't be short of food in the future. Alright, from now on you'll live with me. Let's go clean you up first."
"Do you have anything you need to pack?"
Tin Yeng-San shook his head:
"Nothing!"
Lin Feng stood up, Li Fu threw a wad of money to the boss, and they prepared to go home.
Tin Yeng-San looked at the car in front of him, unusually hesitant:
"Boss, I... I'm dirty, I'll get your car dirty."
Lin Feng pulled him by the arm, dragging him into the car.
"Kid, as long as your heart is clean, that's what matters."
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Chapter 178: Brother Kun, I Met My Younger Self
Tin Yeng-San didn't say anything; he sat quietly in the car the whole time.
Lin Feng's spontaneous remark was something he would remember for a lifetime.
Upon returning to the house on Victoria Peak, Tin Yeng-San's mouth formed an 'O' shape:
"Boss, is this your home?"
Lin Feng continued to pat his head:
"Of course, and until you come of age, this is your home too."
Tin Yeng-San asked, puzzled:
"Why does it have to be 'until I come of age'?"
Lin Feng smiled:
"When a man grows up, he has to start his own business. Don't you want to own a big house like this through your own efforts?"
Tin Yeng-San nodded vigorously.
Lin Feng said to Li Fu:
"Come early tomorrow and take the little fellow for breakfast. My routine is different from his."
"Before the shops close, buy him a few sets of clothes, as well as underwear, pajamas, and so on..."
"Do you have enough money?"
Li Fu smiled:
"Boss, yes, I do."
Are you kidding? How could he not have enough?
He had just been rewarded twenty million two days ago, all in cash!
Lin Feng shrugged:
"Alright, I'll take Tin Yeng-San to shower. This little fellow needs a good wash."
Li Fu suggested:
"He needs a good scrub."
"Just a quick rinse won't do."
This was a regional difference; in the south, due to the weather and abundant water resources, people generally managed to rinse off daily.
But it was only a rinse.
Water resources in the north were relatively more precious, so daily rinsing was less common, and people maintained the habit of bathing and scrubbing in bathhouses.
With the North-South exchange, the South also had its own bathhouses, though relatively few compared to the North.
Lin Feng rubbed Tin Yeng-San's head and said:
"Don't worry, I'll give this little fellow a good scrub."
Li Fu quickly left.
Lin Feng led Tin Yeng-San to start bathing.
Tin Yeng-San hadn't bathed in years, so a soak was out of the question; he just rinsed directly, without soap or shower gel... a rub with his hand produced a thick layer of grime.
How much grime was on Tin Yeng-San?
So much that it thickly clogged the floor drain.
The street kid's face was flushed, whether from the steam or embarrassment, he didn't know.
Lin Feng smiled:
"The first time I showered with my big brother after wandering for a long time, it was like this too."
"It's okay."
Tin Yeng-San couldn't help but ask:
"Did Boss's boss say anything?"
Lin Feng laughed,
"He's a very interesting character. I'll take you to see him tomorrow. Remember, you can ask him for a gift when you meet him."
Tin Yeng-San looked utterly bewildered:
"Can I ask for a gift when visiting an elder?"
Lin Feng smiled:
"You just said it yourself, he's an elder."
Tin Yeng-San rinsed five or six times just to shower. His entire body was bright red, like a little suckling pig.
Lin Feng smiled:
"You've lost a good ten catties of mud."
"By the way, kid, how old are you this year?"
Tin Yeng-San mumbled:
"I don't know, maybe six or seven."
Lin Feng noticed his low spirits:
"It's nothing. Hardship is wealth given by life. Don't lose heart; you'll be grateful for it later."
Tin Yeng-San stared with wide eyes and said:
"Boss, I'm not a three-year-old child; don't lie to me."
Lin Feng burst out laughing:
"You're not a three-year-old child; you're a seven-year-old kid."
Tin Yeng-San was a little annoyed:
"Boss, please don't treat me like an ignorant child, okay?"
Lin Feng replied with unusual seriousness:
"I've never treated you like an ignorant little fellow. Have you forgotten? I've experienced what you've experienced."
Only then did Tin Yeng-San feel better.
Lin Feng was slightly lost in thought. Although these weren't his own memories, the experiences of his previous self felt like his own.
They say children from poor families mature early.
The pressures of life forced these young ones to become sensible, to quickly learn the rules of society's operation so they could better survive.
The material base determines the superstructure.
Children from poor families mature early; street children understand the ways of the world very early on.
Especially the latter; they are not entitled to a childhood.
If they grew up like children from normal families, they would have starved to death long ago.
Lin Feng could understand Tin Yeng-San's feelings, and the closeness he felt with him stemmed from that bowl of fish soup, which was very similar to the bond between his previous self and Liang Kun.
Lin Feng examined Tin Yeng-San:
"So, we're quite the little handsome boy."
Tin Yeng-San looked up slightly, Lin Feng's praise made him feel very good.
Lin Feng sighed again:
"Why are you like a bean sprout?"
Tin Yeng-San was annoyed again.
"If I eat more, I'll grow up very quickly."
Lin Feng smiled:
"I believe you."
"However, when you grow up, you'll find that growing up isn't actually that fun."
Tin Yeng-San didn't understand.
Lin Feng smiled and didn't explain.
Growing up really isn't much fun.
When you're little, it's perfectly natural for you to play.
No one will say anything to you.
Once you truly become an adult, you have to shoulder all sorts of responsibilities, and none of it is fun.
Life is never a game.
It requires you to use all your strength to fight for the right to survive.
However, Lin Feng wouldn't tell a child such things.
The two came out of the bathroom, and Li Fu had already prepared everything.
Tin Yeng-San, with a mix of cherish and awkwardness, put on his underwear under Lin Feng's guidance, and then his first bathrobe.
Lin Feng brewed tea, pointed to the sofa, and said to Tin Yeng-San:
"Sit down, let's have a good chat, just us two."
Tin Yeng-San was very excited; he liked the way Lin Feng spoke to him.
"You said earlier that you wanted to work for me?"
Tin Yeng-San repeatedly said:
"I won't eat for free; I'll work."
Lin Feng waved his hand:
"Do you know who I am?"
Tin Yeng-San replied:
"You are Lin Feng, my Boss. I don't know what you do."
"Whatever you do, I'll do it with you."
Lin Feng laughed:
"I do business, and I also run a Triad. I am both civilized and savage, and I deal with many, many people."
"More than you can imagine."
Tin Yeng-San spoke truthfully:
"I don't understand."
Lin Feng smiled:
"You don't need to understand too much."
"You just need to know one thing."
Tin Yeng-San quickly pressed:
"What thing?"
Lin Feng said seriously:
"If you want to help me, you need to be very powerful."
"You need to master a lot of knowledge, and then work hard to grow, only then can you possibly help me."
Tin Yeng-San was very firm:
"I can do it."
Clap!
Lin Feng snapped his fingers:
"Very good, we've reached a consensus. First, rest well for a few days, and then you'll go to school."
Tin Yeng-San was dumbfounded:
"School? I can go to school?"
Lin Feng shrugged:
"Of course you can, but we need to handle some paperwork. Don't worry, it's not hard to do; we have specialized people for this."
"Knowledge is very useful; it allows people to transcend the limits of the physical body."
Tin Yeng-San thought for a moment:
"But I also want to have formidable strength."
Lin Feng smiled:
"No problem, I will guide you in practicing martial arts. However, you are still young and not suitable for too much strenuous exercise. It's better to wait until your body has grown before training."
"Brother Li Fu today is a master."
"He will bring you breakfast tomorrow morning, and then you can go out with him."
Tin Yeng-San tilted his head and asked:
"Boss, where will you be tomorrow morning?"
Lin Feng smiled:
"I'll be sleeping. I don't get up before noon every day."
"Don't look at me with envy. This bad habit of mine has been going on for over ten years, and I can't change it back."
Tin Yeng-San said "Oh."
Lin Feng stood up and said:
"Let's go, I'll take you to your room..."
"And this will be your home from now on."
Tin Yeng-San looked at the large house and couldn't help but ask:
"Such a big house, just the two of us living here?"
Lin Feng shrugged:
"You also have eight sisters-in-law."
"They are all my wives, and they occasionally come back."
Tin Yeng-San's mouth formed an 'O' shape:
"Eight wives?"
Lin Feng burst out laughing:
"Aren't I amazing?"
Tin Yeng-San scratched his head:
"They won't dislike me, will they?"
Lin Feng shrugged:
"You have to find a way to make them like you."
Tin Yeng-San frowned. For him, this was a difficult problem.
"I'm not teasing you, silly boy; they will all like you."
Tin Yeng-San was not confident.
Lin Feng let him be, showed him all the home appliances, and then let the boy play by himself.
He grew up from this time, so he wasn't worried about Tin Yeng-San being lonely by himself.
Lin Feng returned to the study, pulled out a cigar and lit it, then suddenly laughed and called Liang Kun.
"Brother Kun, I met my younger self."
Liang Kun suddenly shuddered:
"Are you possessed?"
Lin Feng spat fiercely:
"Is that how a boss acts? Can't you try to get along with me better?"
Liang Kun was utterly baffled:
"Then what did you mean just now?"
Lin Feng shrugged:
"The literal meaning, I met my younger self… Hmm, when Xiao Fu and I were eating seafood in Sai Kung, we met a wandering kid…"
"Isn't it a coincidence? He's also an orphan, and he's six or seven years old. It reminded me of my old days."
"So I brought him home!"
Liang Kun immediately became interested:
"Does he resemble you?"
Lin Feng chuckled:
"Anyway, I think that even without my intervention, he would have survived."
Liang Kun was about to set off:
"Then I have to go see him properly."
Lin Feng stopped him:
"What time is it now? Coming over at this hour?"
Liang Kun clamored:
"Aren't we Young and Dangerous always energetic at this time?"
Lin Feng couldn't help but raise his voice:
"Seven years old!"
"Tin Yeng-San is only seven years old!"
"Do you think they're like us Young and Dangerous?"
Liang Kun chuckled awkwardly, then couldn't help but frown:
"Tin Yeng-San?"
"That name is a bit unlucky."
Lin Feng said indifferently:
"I think it's fine."
"Born of heaven, raised by heaven. There's nothing bad about it."
Liang Kun shrugged. Since Lin Feng didn't object to the name, he certainly wouldn't object either.
Just as Liang Kun had never thought of asking Lin Feng to take his surname, Li.
"Then tomorrow, I'll have to prepare a gift for Tin Yeng-San?"
Lin Feng teased:
"Of course, this is the true direct descendant of our lineage."
"Even Tin Hung can't compare."
Liang Kun was truly surprised this time:
"Are you serious?"
Lin Feng smiled:
"I'm planning to arrange for him to go to school. He's interested in martial arts, so I'll let him practice with me."
"Anyway, no matter what, he's the eldest disciple of our lineage."
Liang Kun was thoughtful:
"You're a bit strange too. In that case, I'll have to think of a good gift."
Suddenly, the sound of thunder came from the other end of the phone,
Liang Kun's voice was somewhat urgent:
"Can't talk anymore, it's raining. I'm going to find shelter."
"Bring the little guy to my place tomorrow…"
Lin Feng chuckled and agreed. After a long while, he hadn't heard Liang Kun hang up and was feeling strange when Liang Kun's voice came through,
"Ah Feng, I suddenly thought of a question."
Lin Feng asked curiously:
"What question?"
Liang Kun's voice was a bit ethereal:
"You wouldn't be taking the little guy to see Old Mother, would you?"
Lin Feng said as a matter of course: "Didn't I tell you, Ah Sang is the eldest disciple of my lineage, a direct descendant. Of course, he has to pay respects to his grandmother."
Liang Kun shrieked:
"Can't we pay respects a little later?"
Lin Feng sneered:
"You threw away your own fire extinguisher, then just find one at ease, wouldn't that be good?"
Liang Kun was about to say something else, but Lin Feng cleverly hung up the phone.
What a joke, he had already said that Tin Yeng-San was the eldest disciple of his lineage, so how could he not show him off properly in front of his grandmother?
A younger son, a grandson, these are the infallible treasures for pleasing elders.
As for whether the boss would be scolded because of this—he deserved to be scolded!
Lin Feng checked the time; it was already past midnight. He went to Tin Yeng-San's bedroom; the little guy was already fast asleep.
His posture was curled up like a baby.
Lin Feng shook his head slightly. Having studied psychology, he knew this was a sign of self-defense; people who sleep in this posture lack a sense of security.
However, a sense of security is entirely a personal feeling.
Lin Feng believed that as long as Tin Yeng-San stayed here longer, he would gradually change, after all, this was Tin Yeng-San.
He covered the little guy with the air-conditioning quilt, turned off the light, and quietly left.
Lin Feng didn't see it, but in the darkness, Tin Yeng-San opened his eyes, a smile on his lips, and then closed them again.
Coming to a strange environment, how could it be so easy to fall asleep?
Everything here was like a beautiful dream.
Tin Yeng-San hoped this beautiful dream would last a little longer, even for a lifetime.
At midnight, Lin Feng habitually opened the intelligence system.
"Ding, today's intelligence has been refreshed."
"Politics (Purple): George is pleased with Richard's death, and he is very interested in the cause of his death."
"Crime (Purple): The Anglo-Saxon Garrison is uneasy about being investigated, and they are urging Johnny Wang to speed up the shipment."
"Economy (Purple): Tycoon is very interested in the expansion of Sham Shui Po."
Huh?
Lin Feng was extremely surprised and couldn't help but turn his head to look around.
The women hadn't returned.
He was only with himself… No, there was also a recently adopted kid.
Could it be that this kid's face was whiter than his own?
Lin Feng absolutely refused to believe it!
But after thinking about it, he decided to let it go. What if it was whiter?
Anyway, he was the one benefiting.
Being able to rub (borrow) others' good luck was also a skill.
Lin Feng was very satisfied with his idea.
After categorizing the refreshed messages, Lin Feng went to bed.
Although the three purple messages were important, they were not as important as his sleep.
He was not the police, nor was he the Foreigner Government House; these were not his concerns.
Sleep was important!
Outside, the thunderstorm poured down, raging joyfully.
The sound of heavy rain on the window was the cleanest white noise, perfect for his sleep.
However, in this city, many people make a living at night, and they don't like this sudden heavy rain.
A woman with big wavy hair hated this weather; she couldn't entertain guests in this weather.
But there was no way, humans currently couldn't control the weather.
The woman with big wavy hair held an umbrella, but this ladies' umbrella couldn't block the strong wind and heavy rain outside at all.
Soon, her clothes were drenched.
The woman with big wavy hair anxiously waited for a taxi. At this moment, only a taxi could help her.
Unfortunately, the lecherous men weren't generous, otherwise, she would have owned her own car long ago, and wouldn't need to be rained on here.
Some things, when you don't care about them, you find them everywhere, but when you want to use them, you find they disappear without a trace.
Taxis were like that.
After much difficulty, she finally waited for one, but the woman with big wavy hair was frustrated to find that it was full.
"Can't heaven give me a chance?"
"Can I have a red taxi?"
A red taxi is a red cab that can travel to almost all areas of Hong Kong.
Of course, its fare was also the most expensive.
The woman with big wavy hair needed a red taxi; her home was not in the city center.
After a while, she finally saw an empty red taxi, which was truly a wish granted by heaven.
The woman with big wavy hair didn't care about the heavy rain and waved her body repeatedly, afraid that the red taxi wouldn't see her due to visibility.
Fortunately, the car stopped.
"God bless!"
The woman with big wavy hair excitedly got into the car:
"Taxi driver, to Yuen Long."
The woman with big wavy hair vigorously shook her long hair, and rainwater directly splashed onto the taxi seat.
The driver suddenly smelled a pungent perfume, a scent that immediately seemed cheap.
Through the rearview mirror, the driver's expression was somewhat dazed. The big wavy hair, the frivolous movements, and the cheap perfume really stimulated him, as if he saw his own mother.
The driver took a deep look at the woman with big wavy hair, stepped on the accelerator, and headed towards Yuen Long.
Lin Feng woke up and suddenly found that there were more people at home.
Ho Man had returned.
Lok Wai-Jan had returned.
Fang Ting had also returned.
The strange thing was, all three women were gathered around Tin Yeng-San.
Lin Feng was astonished.
Ho Man was the first to notice he was awake:
"Hubby, you're awake."
Lok Wai-Jan took a few steps to Lin Feng's side, linked her arm through his, and said:
"Hubby, why didn't you say anything about Ah Sang coming to our home?"
Ah Sang?
Lin Feng looked at Tin Yeng-San and found that the kid was very well-behaved, calling out "Eldest Sister-in-law," "Fourth Sister-in-law," "Eighth Sister-in-law" with such affection.
"I just took him in yesterday, how could I tell you all?"
Tin Yeng-San quickly said:
"Sister-in-laws, I only followed Boss yesterday evening."
Ho Man corrected him:
"Don't call him Boss anymore, call him Brother Feng, or Godfather."
Lin Feng shuddered all over. What? I'm going to have a godson?