Chapter 351: Chief Huang Paints a Grand Vision
"The serial murder case involving the extermination of entire families has been resolved?"
"Thanks to your information, the murderer has been caught. He's a photographer named Wang Zhaoxiang. He took family portraits at the wedding banquets of the two relatives."
Chief Huang frowned deeply:
"Why are people doing such evil deeds these days? A photographer, someone who captures beautiful moments of happiness, why would he do such a thing?"
"This person is different from others." Yuen Ho-Wan sighed, "It's a good thing we caught him early; otherwise, who knows how many families would have been wiped out by this guy."
Hmm?!
Chief Huang's eyes widened:
"Serial killers get an extra thrill from killing. This bastard, Wang Zhaoxiang, killed fifteen people in just two days, and he's still not satisfied?"
"You mean, this guy will continue to commit crimes?"
Yuen Ho-Wan sighed:
"You're right!"
Chief Huang was puzzled:
"Why did this bastard kill people?"
"Did these two families owe him money, or did they steal his woman? Or did they kill his parents?"
Yuen Ho-Wan shook his head:
"None of the above!"
"Those two victim families were genuinely good people."
Chief Huang asked with a dark expression:
"Good people deserve to be bullied? Wang Zhaoxiang must have a reason for killing, right? What's his reason?"
Yuen Ho-Wan said with a bitter smile:
"The deceased were all three or four generations living under one roof, and they were impeccable in their interactions with others, never holding grudges."
Chief Huang frowned deeply, dissatisfied:
"Could it be that this guy killed them because they were too happy?"
Yuen Ho-Wan gave a thumbs up:
"Chief is indeed Chief."
Chief Huang was stunned!
"Really?"
Yuen Ho-Wan shrugged and recounted the details of the case.
"Wang Zhaoxiang had a terrible childhood, bullied from a young age, and always fantasized about having a family member protect him."
"When he was twelve, he contracted meningitis, and an alter ego named 'Tan Zhaoliang' was born."
"Tan Zhaoliang was originally Wang Zhaoxiang's elder brother, but he died of meningitis when he was young."
"According to what we know, both of these family extermination cases were carried out by Tan Zhaoliang."
Chief Huang snorted coldly:
"Are you trying to tell me that this guy, Wang Zhaoxiang, suffers from mental illness, so he's difficult to prosecute?"
"I don't care if it was Wang Zhaoxiang or Tan Zhaoliang who did it; in any case, the family extermination cases were committed by that body."
"He won't get away with it!"
Yuen Ho-Wan gave another thumbs up:
"Chief is brilliant."
"Wang Zhaoxiang indeed wanted us to believe that both cases were done by Tan Zhaoliang and had nothing to do with him."
Chief Huang was startled:
"You mean?"
Yuen Ho-Wan explained what happened in the interrogation room earlier:
"It still comes down to Ah Bang's meticulousness and Sir Gao's reminder. Those two family extermination cases should have been a joint effort by Wang Zhaoxiang and Tan Zhaoliang."
"Don't forget, Wang Zhaoxiang didn't have a good childhood, and neither did Tan Zhaoliang."
"When these two saw happy and harmonious families, they couldn't help but feel jealous."
"Their personalities are extremely prejudiced; others were just living their lives, but these two thought the others were showing off."
"So they teamed up to wipe out two families."
Chief Huang frowned and asked:
"What do you mean by 'teamed up'?"
Yuen Ho-Wan explained:
"Wang Zhaoxiang is cowardly; he wouldn't dare to commit murder. I even suspect he has never broken any rules."
"Tan Zhaoliang is fierce and cunning, daring to do anything, but he lacks intelligence."
"Yet, we found no traces at either crime scene."
"This is something Tan Zhaoliang couldn't have done."
"But Wang Zhaoxiang could."
Chief Huang immediately understood:
"So, this case is highly likely to have been planned by Wang Zhaoxiang, executed by Tan Zhaoliang, and then cleaned up by Wang Zhaoxiang?"
Yuen Ho-Wan shrugged:
"Or it was planned by Wang Zhaoxiang and executed by Tan Zhaoliang."
"Anyway, according to our deductions, a single person couldn't have done something like this."
Chief Huang let out a long sigh of relief. That was a close call!
"It's a good thing you brought Wang Zhaoxiang to justice; otherwise, with his job, he would have had too easy access to those happy families."
"Even a day's delay could have cost a family their lives!"
"Well done!"
Yuen Ho-Wan said, feeling embarrassed:
"It's not that we did well; it's that the information you provided, Chief, was very accurate."
"Anyone could have arrested this guy with that information."
Chief Huang shook his head:
"If it's your credit, it's your credit. Why be so modest?"
"If you hadn't been vigilant, he really could have used Tan Zhaoliang to escape."
"If this guy were released, who knows how many murder cases would occur in Hong Kong!"
Yuen Ho-Wan thought about it and realized it was true, so he stopped being modest.
"How is Ah Bang working with you?"
Chief Huang put aside his concerns and had the leisure to inquire about Yuen Ho-Wan's work.
"Ah Bang is very capable." Yuen Ho-Wan did not stint on praise, "I really got a good deal."
"If it weren't for trouble in Uncle Lin's team, Ah Bang was originally supposed to take over from Uncle Tian."
"With his help, my work is much easier."
Chief Huang sighed:
"In Lam Ho-Tin's team, all five members basically made mistakes."
"Lam Ho-Tin was morally blackmailed by Tau Pei and Jak Jai Ming."
"After Ah Wah was injured, he lamented the impermanence of life and wanted to leave some money for his wife and children."
"Only Ah Bang didn't touch a single penny."
"His only fault was protecting his relatives."
Yuen Ho-Wan fell silent.
Protecting relatives is a virtue.
To remain untainted in that environment was already quite remarkable.
Anyway, if Yuen Ho-Wan had to choose a trustworthy brother, he would also choose Ah Bang.
This guy is upright; if his brothers made mistakes, he would advise them.
If he couldn't persuade them, he wouldn't report them.
Such a brother is one worth entrusting your back to.
He would definitely support such a brother!
"Having solved this case with such speed, normally, you would be given a few days off."
Yuen Ho-Wan quickly said:
"Sir, it's mainly because your information was so accurate. We just followed the clues and arrested the person; it didn't take much effort at all."
"Besides, everyone else is busy. It wouldn't be good if only our team took a break."
All matters are not about scarcity, but about inequality.
If this matter wasn't handled well, even if they were from the O Division, they would be in trouble.
Yuen Ho-Wan was just straightforward; he wasn't stupid!
He knew how to conduct himself!
"You all know the current situation; all the brothers are busy. Your merits will be noted for now, and once this busy period is over, I will properly reward you all."
Chief Huang was quite satisfied with Yuen Ho-Wan's stance.
Yuen Ho-Wan didn't take it seriously at all. What was Chief Huang of the West Kowloon Police Headquarters best at?
Painting a grand vision!
Anyone who believed that vision was a fool!
"Chief, it's not necessary. We didn't spend much time, thanks to your intelligence."
"If all cases had such detailed intelligence, our work would be much easier."
Yuen Ho-Wan said with a chuckle.
"You wish!"
"That was intelligence provided by Mr. Lin. Do you think this intelligence comes easily?"
Chief Huang gave Yuen Ho-Wan an annoyed look:
"Mr. Lin is a big shot. If it weren't for this major serial family extermination case, I wouldn't have shamelessly bothered him."
"For ordinary cases, we still have to rely on our own efforts."
Yuen Ho-Wan wondered:
"I know Mr. Lin is incredibly resourceful, but this is too outrageous. I can understand him knowing Wang Zhaoxiang is the murderer."
"Perhaps a subordinate of Hung Hing saw Wang Zhaoxiang leaving the crime scene."
"But… how did he know Wang Zhaoxiang had a mental illness?"
Yuen Ho-Wan's face was full of question marks.
No matter how he thought about it, he couldn't figure it out.
"You ask me, who should I ask?"
Chief Huang was even more annoyed.
"But this can also be understood."
Yuen Ho-Wan was greatly surprised:
"This can also be understood?"
Chief Huang sneered:
"If he can even know the list of top undercover agents sent out by our Police Station on a one-on-one basis, is knowing about a murderer really worth such a fuss?"
Huh?
Yuen Ho-Wan thought for a long time and really felt that Chief was right!
Compared to the top undercover agents sent out by the Police Station on a one-on-one basis, the serial family extermination murderer was truly insignificant.
"You also know that Mr. Lin is incredibly resourceful, so you still want to find Mr. Lin's secret?"
"Don't bring up such things again."
"However, you must pay close attention to that matter Mr. Lin mentioned earlier."
Yuen Ho-Wan said with a serious expression:
"Don't worry, I won't let my guard down."
What matter?
Naturally, it was about someone wanting to harm the police.
"Don't let me find out who he is, or else, I'll make him pay!"
Yuen Ho-Wan was furious.
As law enforcers, the police have always deterred crime.
But for someone to actually dare to plot against them, how could that be allowed?
"What are you thinking?!"
Wong Bing-Yiu reminded him,
"Daring to incite people from the Tycoon Group to cause trouble on the streets, daring to block traffic—is that something we can contend with?"
"This is a power struggle between big shots!"
"Absolutely do not get involved."
Yuen Ho-Wan's eyes widened:
"Are we just going to let them?"
Wong Bing-Yiu smiled:
"Are you unhappy?"
Yuen Ho-Wan gritted his teeth:
"Very unhappy."
"It's good that you're unhappy!" Wong Bing-Yiu pointed a finger at Yuen Ho-Wan. "I'm about to retire soon, and before I do, I might get promoted half a rank, perhaps to an Assistant Commissioner or something similar."
"My life will pretty much be like this."
"You're still young, with a bright future ahead of you."
"If you can, work hard to climb higher, become a Chief, the Police Commissioner, head of the Security Bureau, or even higher."
Yuen Ho-Wan was exceptionally speechless.
Everyone knew Chief Wong Bing-Yiu was best at drawing big pictures, but wasn't this picture a little too grand?
"Chief, the Three Secretaries and Thirteen Bureaus are all run by Foreigners. How could I possibly achieve that?"
Yuen Ho-Wan subtly expressed his dissatisfaction.
"The Foreigners won't be around for many more years!" Wong Bing-Yiu uttered the harshest words in the gentlest tone.
"Before the Foreigners leave, they will definitely hand over the official seals of the Three Secretaries and Thirteen Bureaus to us Hong Kong people."
"Of course, that batch of people will purely be transitional. Our Mainland will not allow those chosen by the Foreigners to remain in those positions."
"These next few years are your opportunity!"
Yuen Ho-Wan's pupils suddenly contracted.
He had initially thought Wong Bing-Yiu was just drawing a big picture, but to his surprise, he was actually serious!
"In Hong Kong, climbing up requires the patronage of influential people."
"Otherwise, if no one speaks up for you, you won't be able to advance, no matter how much you want to."
"Spend more time interacting with Mr. Lin. If you gain his approval, your path to further advancement will be secure."
Mr. Lin?
Yuen Ho-Wan felt a momentary daze, and even a faint ache on his face.
Back then, he had received a thorough beating.
Of course, Lin Feng hadn't gone all out, otherwise, three Yuen Ho-Wans would have been finished.
Yuen Ho-Wan had taken almost half a month to get rid of the bruises on his face.
It had to be said, Lin Feng's strikes were truly brutal.
"Is Mr. Lin on very good terms with our Mainland?" Yuen Ho-Wan was puzzled.
Wong Bing-Yiu glared at him:
"I already told you, he's a big shot."
"As for how big a shot, you can figure that out yourself!"
Yuen Ho-Wan secretly clicked his tongue. It seemed Mr. Lin was far more formidable than he had imagined.
"Alright, after you go back, tell the brothers to keep working hard during this period, even if it's tough."
"We're still doing well. The brothers from the Criminal Intelligence Division are all out on the streets with the uniformed officers; they're the ones who are truly working hard."
Yuen Ho-Wan was unimpressed. Suddenly, an idea struck him:
"Chief, do you think Mr. Lin might know when the other side will make their move?"
"If we could know, we could respond calmly!"
Wong Bing-Yiu thought about it. It was true; with Lin Feng's immense capabilities, there was no reason for him not to know about such things.
This idea was absurd. After all, the people controlling the Tycoon Group were undoubtedly big shots. Why would they casually leak such information?
But the confidentiality level at their Police Station was also ridiculously high, and yet Lin Feng could still find out whatever he wanted, couldn't he?
Yuen Ho-Wan saw the look on Wong Bing-Yiu's face and knew there was a chance.
So he pressed on while the iron was hot:
"Chief, the brothers have it tough. If we could know when the other side will act, we could be more targeted."
"The brothers would surely remember the Chief's kindness."
Wong Bing-Yiu thought for a moment and said:
"You go back first. I'll call Mr. Lin."
"But this kind of thing is very confidential, so it's hard to say."
Yuen Ho-Wan was overjoyed and quickly said:
"Chief, as long as you ask, it will definitely happen."
"Mr. Lin is a kind-hearted big shot; he will definitely tell you."
Wong Bing-Yiu looked at Yuen Ho-Wan speechlessly:
"This guy killed over three hundred of the Crows' subordinates at Camel's funeral, and you're telling me he's kind-hearted?"
Yuen Ho-Wan said as a matter of course:
"Punishing evil is promoting good. The fiercer Mr. Lin is towards Triads, the more it shows his kindness."
Wong Bing-Yiu was almost thrown off by Yuen Ho-Wan.
What was all this nonsense?
But thinking back, it seemed Lin Feng was indeed like that.
During this period, many Triads had been eliminated through his hands or directly confirmed by his intelligence.
For example, The Ni Family in Tsim Sha Tsui, the Chung Ching Society among the top ten, Johnny Wang hidden in Mingxin Hospital... Since Lin Feng became the Hall Master of Causeway Bay, the order in Causeway Bay had been completely rectified. At first, there were still fights, but now, it might be an exaggeration to say that no one picks up lost items from the road, but it's not far from it.
Wong Bing-Yiu even received news that Lin Feng wanted Hung Hing to reorganize and go legitimate!
By this reckoning, it really did fit what Yuen Ho-Wan said—this guy was kind-hearted... What the hell!
Which underworld Triad dared to say he was kind-hearted?
No one!
Wong Bing-Yiu thought for a moment and said to Yuen Ho-Wan:
"You go back first. I need to deliberate carefully, but don't get your hopes up. Whether Mr. Lin can tell me is really uncertain."
Yuen Ho-Wan was overjoyed,
"Chief, you ask, just ask, he will definitely tell you."
Wong Bing-Yiu wondered:
"If only you could share some of your confidence with me."
"How come I don't know he trusts us so much?"
Yuen Ho-Wan chuckled:
"Isn't it obvious?"
"If Mr. Lin really had issues with us police officers, he wouldn't have told you so much information."
"Not to mention distant matters, just consider recent ones."
"Just the fact that people from the Tycoon Group wanted to use us police officers as a sacrifice—if he hadn't told you about this, would you have known?"
Wong Bing-Yiu was deep in thought.
Yuen Ho-Wan didn't dare to disturb Wong Bing-Yiu and quickly took his leave.
Wong Bing-Yiu gritted his teeth and still dialed Lin Feng's number:
"Mr. Lin, thank you for the information. We've caught Wang Zhaoxiang and Tan Zhaoliang."
Lin Feng nodded slightly:
"Don't be fooled by that guy. He does have a mental illness, but he's outwardly meek, inwardly vile, and truly despicable."
"People have seven emotions and six desires, all kinds of feelings, but no matter how much they envy or are jealous, they shouldn't harm others."
"This guy, however, continuously destroyed two families. He truly deserves to die!"
"It's only because Hong Kong doesn't have the death penalty anymore. If it were in our Mainland, he would have been executed a long time ago!"
Wong Bing-Yiu was utterly impressed.
So Mr. Lin really knew everything.
This was exactly consistent with their case file analysis.
"Mr. Lin, rest assured, we have already found loopholes in Wang Zhaoxiang's case. It's impossible for him to get acquitted by relying on Tan Zhaoliang."
Wong Bing-Yiu didn't hide anything from Lin Feng, explaining the situation as if he were reporting to the Police Commissioner on the other end of the phone, honestly and thoroughly.
"Good, good!" Lin Feng nodded in satisfaction. "Chief Huang, you have a large group of elite officers under you."
"That's natural, my brothers are all scourges of crime." Wong Bing-Yiu said, seizing the opportunity, "But when I think that one of them might be used as a sacrifice, I can't stand it!"
"Mr. Lin, can you tell us when they plan to make their move?"
As the words left his mouth, Wong Bing-Yiu became extremely nervous, his heart pounding rapidly.
Lin Feng was speechless, and said exasperatedly,
"In the future, when you have something to say, just say it. Don't beat around the bush and be annoying."
Wong Bing-Yiu quickly said:
"Mr. Lin, do you know?"
Lin Feng casually said:
"Don't worry, they won't be targeting you for now."
Wong Bing-Yiu almost dropped his glasses:
"You really know?"
Lin Feng shrugged:
"Of course I know!"
"Little Tycoon isn't emotional yet. Once he hits rock bottom everywhere and most of the money he brought is plundered, he will make his move."
Wong Bing-Yiu wondered:
"What do you mean?"
Lin Feng smiled:
"Tycoon has offended all the great Anglo-Saxon nobles, so Little Tycoon is destined not to get any help on this trip to London."
"He is currently just a dish on the table."
"It's just that this dish is too rich and too strong, so those nobles have to gnaw on it slowly."
"It's like when a big fish bites the hook while fishing. If you pull it up directly, the line will probably snap."
"Experienced anglers have to use techniques to tire out the fish. Once the fish is exhausted, then it can be reeled in."
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Chapter 352: Have an Attitude When Asking for Favors (Requesting Monthly Tickets)
"Is Little Tycoon a dish?"
Wong Bing-Yiu found it quite absurd.
Who in Hong Kong would dare to say such a thing?
After all, Tycoon is Hong Kongs richest man; when faced with kidnappers, he threw out a billion hong kong dollar as easily as an ordinary office worker spending a hundred.
Hong Kong, and even the Western world, is a playground for the rich.
Tycoon's wealth alone could crush people!
"Not only is Little Tycoon a dish, but even Tycoon is a dish," Lin Feng said with a cheerful smile.
"Does Mr. Lin have a grudge against Tycoon?" Wong Bing-Yiu was very perceptive. After all, in his youth, he was known as 'Fatal Scissor Kick' and was an experienced detective.
Although he had been away from the front lines of criminal investigation for years, these skills remained instinctive.
"My eighth wife has a grudge against Tycoon. His misfortune makes me happy," Lin Feng never hid anything.
"Your eighth lady? Fang Ting?" Wong Bing-Yiu wondered, "How could she have a grudge against Tycoon?"
"Fang Ting's father is Fong Chun-San. Back then, when Tycoon Group went public, it was her father who helped," Lin Feng said indifferently. "As a result, when my father-in-law was in trouble, Tycoon didn't offer any help at all!"
"Tell me, isn't that a grudge?"
A small kindness is repaid with enmity, but a great kindness is repaid with hatred!
"Tycoon actually has such a mindset..." Wong Bing-Yiu kept shaking his head.
In fact, Fong Chun-San didn't just help Tycoon; he helped many others.
It's just that when facing Ting Hai, others might not have had the ability.
Tycoon was completely different.
Let alone Ting Hai, even The Ding Family's 'crabs' combined wouldn't be a match for Tycoon. It was just a matter of his word.
Unfortunately, Tycoon never appeared.
"Tycoon seems to never get involved with desperate criminals," Wong Bing-Yiu mused. "Cheuk Tze-keung is just a small-time figure. He kidnapped Little Tycoon. If it were us, we would definitely prosecute Cheuk Tze-keung.
"Tycoon is different."
"He chose to pay."
"From this, you can see that this guy values his life. He doesn't want to provoke desperate criminals."
Lin Feng asked in surprise:
"Do you have a relationship with Tycoon?"
This startled Wong Bing-Yiu:
"Mr. Lin, you're joking. Tycoon is high and mighty; how could I have a relationship with him?"
"Then why are you speaking well of Tycoon?" Lin Feng said irritably. "Look at all the excuses you're finding. Luckily I understand you; if it were someone else, they'd think you had some kind of relationship with Tycoon!"
Wong Bing-Yiu broke out in a sweat:
"Mr. Lin, please believe me, I truly have no connection with Tycoon."
"I was just having a professional relapse earlier."
Lin Feng snorted coldly,
"What do I care what he thinks?"
"When dealing with people, one always listens to their words and observes their actions. Not only do you have to see what they say, but also what they do."
"The fact is that when my father-in-law Fong Chun-San was in trouble, Tycoon stood by and did nothing."
"He deserves to die!"
Hiss!
Wong Bing-Yiu belatedly realized that the animosity between Lin Feng and Tycoon was quite significant.
Although this was Lin Feng's one-sided grudge, he knew Lin Feng's capabilities too well.
Tycoon would probably regret what he did to Fong Chun-San back then.
Once Lin Feng's abilities were unleashed, the destructive power would be unimaginable!
"Don't worry, it's not time yet. Your people won't be in danger."
"A dead person is a big deal anywhere, let alone a dead Police Officer."
"The time isn't ripe yet; the people behind this won't easily let someone die."
Wong Bing-Yiu said with a wry smile:
"That's true, but after all, they are my colleagues from the Police Station."
"My heart is in turmoil. Unless this matter is resolved, I really can't rest easy."
Lin Feng nodded slightly:
"You're not wrong to think that way. Better safe than sorry."
"Tycoon's plan is this—at an opportune time, let someone die."
"This will cause a huge impact, using public opinion to pressure the Governors Office and London."
"Perhaps there will also be pressure on Mainland."
"It's not time yet."
Wong Bing-Yiu immediately became nervous:
"Then will their plan succeed?"
Lin Feng scoffed:
"They're dreaming!"
Wong Bing-Yiu was dumbfounded:
"After all, Tycoon is Hong Kong's top family; he must have influence, right?"
Lin Feng said indifferently:
"What influence?"
"Right now, Tycoon is at the Garrison base, and even the Governors Office can't see him."
"For Tycoon Group to be able to protest smoothly, that's because the Governor exercised restraint."
"Who can Tycoon influence?"
"If he really had influence, would Little Tycoon abandon Tycoon Group and rush to London with a huge sum of money?"
Wong Bing-Yiu was taken aback:
"Huge sum of money?"
Lin Feng casually said:
"Fifty billion hong kong dollar, of course."
Wong Bing-Yiu was greatly shocked:
"Tycoon spent so much money before, and Little Tycoon still has fifty billion hong kong dollar in liquid funds?"
Lin Feng shrugged:
"You're overthinking it."
"Half of that was provided by Mr. Shen."
Wong Bing-Yiu was startled:
"Where did Mr. Shen get the money?"
Mr. Shen was the Chief of HSBC. It sounded impressive, but he was just a senior employee; he didn't have much money.
The next moment, Wong Bing-Yiu understood: this was HSBC's money!
"Mr. Shen and Tycoon have a really good relationship."
"Even getting involved in something like this."
Lin Feng shrugged:
"How did Tycoon Group change hands back then? Wasn't it practically given away?"
"He's done things like this more than once."
Wong Bing-Yiu's heart stirred:
"Then... is there any hope for Tycoon?"
"What are you thinking?" Lin Feng said unceremoniously, "Can I let Tycoon come out safely?"
"You underestimate me too much!"
Wong Bing-Yiu's mind was in a whirl.
Good heavens, from Lin Feng's words, it seemed he didn't want Tycoon to come out alive.
"I'm a very principled person. How others treat me is how I treat them."
"Tycoon is my enemy; his misfortune makes me happy."
"If he gets out of prison, then I won't be happy."
"For my happiness, it's better for him to stay in prison honestly, don't you think?"
What else could Wong Bing-Yiu say?
"Mr. Lin is absolutely right."
Lin Feng laughed heartily:
"Chief Huang, you truly are a good friend."
Wong Bing-Yiu reminded him:
"Mr. Lin, I know you have a good relationship with Mainland, but Tycoon is, after all, Hong Kongs richest man, and his influence is there. He has great influence in Mainland."
Lin Feng sneered coldly:
"Tycoon's influence in Mainland?"
"What influence?"
"Are you referring to him bidding for land in Mainland and holding onto it for thirty years without development?"
Wong Bing-Yiu was taken aback:
"Isn't it standard practice for real estate developers to bid for land and then hold onto it?"
"Is there a problem with that?"
Lin Feng sneered:
"There's no problem in Hong Kong, but there's a big problem in Mainland."
"Mainland didn't know about Tycoon's character before, but now they do, and his company has been blacklisted by Mainland."
"Wanting to accumulate wealth like in Hong Kong? Dream on!"
Hiss!
Lin Feng's words were few, but Wong Bing-Yiu already understood that Tycoon's desire to call the shots in Mainland would likely not come to pass!
"Mainland really won't pressure the Governors Office over this?"
Wong Bing-Yiu still wanted to confirm something.
"If Mainland really put pressure on them, no matter how much the Governors Office listens to London, there would be a public statement."
"Right now, have you heard any rumors?"
Wong Bing-Yiu shook his head vigorously:
"No, not a single rumor."
Lin Feng rolled his eyes:
"Then isn't that enough?"
"Then... could it be that Mainland hasn't noticed this matter?" Wong Bing-Yiu still felt something was off after much thought and probed.
"Hong Kong is inherently connected to Mainland. Do you think Mainland truly doesn't know about the traffic congestion here in Hong Kong?" Lin Feng said irritably.
"Alright, stop probing."
"Mainland called me before and asked about this matter."
"I told my family members the whole story."
"Now you can rest easy, right?"
Wong Bing-Yiu broke out in a sweat:
"I'm at ease!"
"I'm really at ease!"
He knew Lin Feng had a close relationship with Mainland, but this was the first time he realized just how close it was.
Wong Bing-Yiu's face was covered in sweat.
Both terrified and relieved.
It was a good thing he listened to Yuen Ho-Wan and made that call.
Otherwise, he might unknowingly offend Lin Feng sometime in the future.
"Don't overthink it."
"Right now, Little Tycoon and the people behind Tycoon Group are solely focused on climbing the social ladder with the great nobles of London."
"They can't suddenly activate that killing move now."
Wong Bing-Yiu quickly said, "If you know the time, please tell me."
Lin Feng readily agreed:
"No problem."
"I am a legitimate businessman; the chaos in Hong Kong does me no good."
Wong Bing-Yiu thought to himself, "You, a legitimate businessman?"
But on closer inspection, the methods Lin Feng had been using recently were indeed those of a legitimate businessman.
Lin Feng reminded him,
"However, don't pin all your hopes on my information."
Wong Bing-Yiu was startled.
He thought Lin Feng was unwilling to tell him.
"With things so chaotic on the streets now, even a small accident can cause big trouble."
"It's not as if accidental shootings haven't happened before."
"In such situations, if someone's emotions get the better of them, it can lead to unrest."
"You should understand that."
Wong Bing-Yiu nodded repeatedly:
"You are right!"
Tycoon Group had started blocking roads these past few days, causing many people to be late for work, and public anger was high.
Wong Bing-Yiu couldn't possibly believe that everyone would be rational.
Even a minor incident could lead to irreparable losses.
"I will instruct my men."
Only then did Lin Feng hang up the phone.
"Little Tycoon wanting to cozy up to the great nobles of London to save Tycoon is pure fantasy."
"They've already put him on the dinner table."
"Yet, this fellow is completely unaware."
"If they really put up with Little Tycoon's arrogant airs, then it will be entertaining to watch!"
Lin Feng was looking forward to seeing how Little Tycoon would react.
"What? The Duke refuses to see me?"
Little Tycoon had no realization that he was already on the dinner table; he was furious.
"What's the reason?"
Accompanying Little Tycoon was a man named Zhuang Bai, also one of his cousins.
"The Duke is not in; the servants said he went to visit a friend."
Little Tycoon said coldly,
"Was the Meeting gift left for him?"
Zhuang Bai quickly replied,
"Finely selected bone china, worth one hundred thousand pounds. It's the highest-grade item in all of Europe."
"It was carefully chosen by you, Young Master."
"Besides that, I also prepared ten thousand pounds of black tea for the butler."
The black tea mentioned by the Anglo-Saxon was actually red tea.
Little Tycoon wanted to erupt in anger, but thinking of Tycoon back at the Garrison base in Hong Kong, he forcibly suppressed it.
"Cousin, you've worked hard."
"As long as Father is saved, you will be well rewarded."
Zhuang Bai quickly said,
"Young Master, you exaggerate. Our family owes a lot to Master."
"If Master is well, our family will be well."
Little Tycoon sighed:
"Cousin, please rest first. We still have many people to visit tomorrow."
Zhuang Bai bowed and withdrew.
Little Tycoon gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, veins bulging.
These past few days, he had spent a lot of money and met many people, but the problem was, he hadn't received a single promise, let alone any assistance from them.
Little Tycoon couldn't show his weakness in front of his subordinates.
Although Zhuang Bai was his cousin, to be honest, he was also a subordinate dependent on his family.
Alas!
Little Tycoon sighed heavily, thought for a moment, and then dialed Hong Kong:
"Second Brother, how is everything at home?"
Tycoon had two sons; Little Tycoon was the eldest, destined to inherit Tycoon's position.
But Little Tycoon's younger brother was no good-for-nothing.
He was quite enterprising, but due to family rules, he couldn't inherit the main power of the family.
"Big Brother, it's not good!"
Little Tycoon's tone was very distressed.
"Don't panic!"
"Maintain composure in times of great events; that's what Father always said."
Little Tycoon's heart sank; he had hoped to find comfort from his younger brother, but who would have thought he would receive bad news instead.
"Speak slowly. The sky isn't falling."
"Big Brother, our group's stock has been continuously falling," Little Tycoon said anxiously.
Little Tycoon breathed a sigh of relief:
"When our people took to the streets, the entire Hong Kong stock market fell; it's all part of the plan."
Little Tycoon quickly said,
"It's not like that; our group's directors are shorting our own stock."
Little Tycoon remained calm:
"It's nothing!"
Little Tycoon was stunned:
"Big Brother, are you... are you confused? This is shaking the very foundation of the group; how can it be nothing?"
Little Tycoon's voice immediately became stern:
"The foundation of the group is Father; as long as Father comes out, there will naturally be no problems."
"Let the stock fall; as soon as Father returns, he can stabilize morale, and even falling stocks will rise again."
"If Father can't get out, let alone the group's stock, even this family will fall apart!"
"Always grasp the fundamentals; Father is the fundamental!"
Little Tycoon fell silent.
However, he was still unwilling and said,
"Big Brother, what you say is not wrong."
"But..."
"We are very passive right now."
"These directors are actually hoping our group's stock doesn't fall..."
Little Tycoon sighed deeply, feeling a headache.
Why was his younger brother so unconcerned?
"If it weren't for Father's situation, if we encountered such a stock market crash, I would also suppress our stock price."
Little Tycoon was dumbfounded, unable to speak for a moment.
"This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to repurchase shares."
"If you are interested, you can check the changes in our group's shareholding."
"I am sure that the more aggressively those shareholders act, the more their shareholding will increase."
Little Tycoon was furious:
"These guys are actually holding us back at a time like this!"
"They won't get away with it!"
Little Tycoon shook his head:
"What they are doing is a good thing."
Little Tycoon didn't quite understand:
"Big Brother, are you confused? They are taking advantage of our misfortune."
Little Tycoon sighed:
"What they are doing is truly a good thing. We no longer have the capacity to repurchase shares, so these shareholders stepping in is a good thing."
"You don't have to worry that they will buy back all the shares."
"There are no fools in the stock market; someone will definitely enter."
"This is a reasonable concession."
"We can no longer afford to protect Tycoon Group."
Little Tycoon was stunned upon hearing this:
"Big Brother, do you mean that these shareholders will protect Tycoon Group?"
Little Tycoon asked:
"If you acquire a large number of shares, and those shares continue to fall, who will suffer the loss?"
Little Tycoon suddenly understood:
"Big Brother, you still see things clearly."
Little Tycoon shook his head slightly.
Seeing things clearly?
No!
He hadn't seen it clearly before either; if it weren't for Mr. Shen's enlightenment, his mindset would definitely be the same as Little Tycoon's right now.
Experience truly comes with age.
Mr. Shen had foreseen this matter before it even happened.
And he himself only understood it after experiencing it firsthand.
This is the role of experience.
Little Tycoon increasingly realized the importance of Tycoon.
He imagined that if Tycoon were here, he would certainly not be as panicked as his brother.
"You just take good care of the family; I'll handle things in London."
"Always remember, when brothers are united, they can cut through metal."
Little Tycoon was sincerely convinced.
Little Tycoon hung up the phone and immediately called Mr. Shen.
"Uncle Shen, I apologize for disturbing you so late."
Mr. Shen sighed:
"I am not young anymore; I can't bear to sleep."
"Just say what you need to say directly."
Little Tycoon respectfully said:
"Uncle, I have already curried favor with the powerful as you advised."
"However, it's already been three days, and I haven't received a single promise."
Mr. Shen retorted:
"You took five billion hong kong dollars with you to London."
"How much is left now?"
Little Tycoon said with a bitter smile:
"Uncle, I certainly wouldn't dare to spend money recklessly. I still have over four point nine billion."
"Aside from giving gifts, I haven't spent much at all."
Mr. Shen sighed heavily:
"No wonder you haven't received any promises."
Little Tycoon was stunned:
"Uncle, what do you mean by that?"
Mr. Shen said impatiently:
"Why do you think I told you to bring so much money?"
"That was for you to clear the way."
"You're new to London and don't know anyone. If you don't use the power of money, do you expect people to help you?"
"Don't dream about it!"
Little Tycoon listened with trepidation:
"Please enlighten me, Uncle."
Mr. Shen said calmly:
"If the money you took out isn't spent, then don't come back."
"Listen, you're not going there to beg people this time."
"You're going to pay tribute!"
"Since you're paying tribute, the more tribute, the better."
"If you want to save your father, you must spend all that money!"