Chapter 399: Everything Is Ready, All That Is Lacking Is An East Wind
"An East Wind?"
Liang Kun and Chiang Tin-Yeung looked at each other.
They were a bit confused.
Liang Kun glared at Lin Feng, annoyed:
"What's wrong with you?"
"Have you watched too many operas? Why do you always keep people in suspense?"
Lin Feng smiled:
"For our project to be implemented, we must wait for someone."
"Wait for whom?" Both asked in unison!
Lin Feng smiled:
"I'll have to keep that a secret for now."
Liang Kun said to Chiang Tin-Yeung:
"I really want to beat this kid up right now."
Chiang Tin-Yeung kindly reminded him:
"You can't beat him."
Liang Kun was furious:
"It's only right for an elder brother to hit a younger brother! I don't believe this kid would dare to fight back!"
Lin Feng blinked:
"Of course I won't fight back…"
Liang Kun said to Chiang Tin-Yeung, smugly:
"See, I told you…"
Lin Feng said innocently:
"I can't fight back, but can't I go and complain?"
Liang Kun had a bad feeling:
"Who are you going to complain to?"
"And who can control me?"
Lin Feng shrugged:
"You're right, you're the Dragon Head of Hung Hing, your word is law, and who can control you?"
"However, I can go to Old Mother, or Sister-in-law, can't I?"
"I'm so well-behaved, if I'm bullied for no reason, I believe those two won't ignore me, right?"
Liang Kun was stunned, and forced out:
"Why do you always love to complain?"
"If you have the guts, don't complain!"
Lin Feng smiled:
"You're trying to provoke me, aren't you?"
"I fall for that every time."
Liang Kun breathed a sigh of relief.
However, Lin Feng pondered:
"The real traditional Chinese medicine doctors aren't in Xiangjiang, but in Mainland."
"Mainland is vast and rich in resources, I'll tell Sister-in-law later that I'll take care of your family's ingredients."
"What's the use of just drinking goji berries?"
"Things like mulberries, saffron…"
Liang Kun quickly raised his hands:
"We're brothers for life, you wouldn't do that to me, would you?"
Lin Feng returned his smile:
"I'm so well-behaved, why would you want to hit me?"
Liang Kun's face was a crumpled mess:
"You, you're really not as cute as you were when you were little."
Lin Feng raised an eyebrow:
"Cute when I was little? Are you talking about me?"
Liang Kun let out an 'ah' and fell silent.
To be honest, Lin Feng wasn't cute when he was little either.
People from that background, if they were truly cute and harmless as children, would have been killed long ago.
Would they have waited until they met Liang Kun?
Chiang Tin-Yeung shook his head, smiling:
"You two brothers have such a good relationship."
Liang Kun sighed:
"It's true that our relationship is good, but he's also genuinely annoying."
"Sigh, let's not talk about this."
Chiang Tin-Yeung asked:
"Ah Feng, what should I do?"
Lin Feng asked:
"Mr. Chiang, which bank did you put your previous profits in?"
Chiang Tin-Yeung said naturally:
"HSBC!"
Lin Feng immediately understood, pulled out a pen and paper, quickly wrote a line of text, and handed it to Chiang Tin-Yeung,
"Mr. Chiang, transfer all the money you have in HSBC to this account of mine first thing tomorrow morning."
"Within three days, all your liquid funds in Siam should be transferred to this account."
Chiang Tin-Yeung immediately said:
"No problem."
Lin Feng then asked Liang Kun:
"Big Brother, which bank do all the workers in our Triad deposit their money in?"
Chiang Tin-Yeung was greatly surprised:
"The brothers of Hung Hing can all deposit money into banks now?"
It's no wonder he asked that.
An ordinary Triad member would be lucky to just make ends meet.
If he followed the wrong boss, he would truly go hungry often.
After Liang Kun took power, the brothers were able to ensure their basic needs were met, and even had spare money to save.
However, it was very difficult for the lower-level members to save money.
But it didn't matter, it didn't mean they didn't have bank accounts.
Hung Hing Group had corporate accounts, and the monthly wages for the younger brothers were paid into their respective accounts.
Don't underestimate this action; among all the Triads in Xiangjiang, only Hung Hing could achieve this.
Other Triads could not.
After Liang Kun introduced it to Chiang Tin-Yeung, the latter praised him repeatedly:
"Brother Kun, your execution is truly impressive."
Liang Kun smiled:
"I didn't put in much effort; it was all planned by Ah Yao and Xiao Fu. All I had to do was make sure the brothers executed it."
Chiang Tin-Yeung said earnestly:
"As a leader, you shouldn't do everything yourself; that would be exhausting."
"Being able to recognize and utilize talent is the mark of a true leader."
Liang Kun immediately puffed out his chest; that's right, he was talking about me!
"Didn't you tell us to deposit all our money in HSBC?"
Lin Feng smiled:
"That's perfect then."
Liang Kun wondered:
"Don't the Triad's funds need to be transferred to your account?"
Lin Feng shook his head:
"No need!"
"Just have the brothers get ready later."
Liang Kun's spirits lifted:
"Tell me, who are we going to chop?"
Lin Feng was taken aback:
"We're a legitimate company, why would we chop people?"
Liang Kun scoffed:
"If it's not chopping people, then what kind of preparations do you need the brothers to make?"
Lin Feng was speechless:
"I just want them to be ready to withdraw money!"
Liang Kun waved his hand:
"Withdraw money? When isn't a good time to withdraw money?"
"You're being so serious, I thought you were going to start a fight."
"Boring."
Lin Feng was utterly speechless.
What kind of person is this, a complete fanatic for violence.
Chiang Tin-Yeung paused slightly, vaguely feeling he grasped Lin Feng's thoughts, but when he tried to think more deeply, the inspiration vanished.
Chiang Tin-Yeung didn't force it.
Why think so much?
Lin Feng had clearly made all the preparations.
He just needed to cooperate fully and wait to collect the money.
Chiang Tin-Yeung's thoughts drifted a bit,
Lin Feng was so optimistic about the development of Mainland, so he definitely had to visit Mainland.
Whether it was Master Jin in Xiangjiang or the Grandmaster in Siam, both said that Lin Feng was Ziwei Emperor descended to the mortal world.
A true deity in person, with golden words spoken.
If he still didn't believe it, then it would truly be a waste.
It's just, what should he invest in in Mainland?
He couldn't really go to Mainland to sell water, could he?
What would that look like?
He should go back and properly assemble a team.
He should go and take a good look around Mainland.
Liang Kun saw that Chiang Tin-Yeung hadn't spoken for a long time, and fearing he might feel neglected, asked:
"Mr. Chiang, what are you thinking about?"
Chiang Tin-Yeung casually said:
"I'm thinking about what would be good to invest in in Mainland."
Liang Kun almost choked to death; he sighed:
"Mr. Chiang, doing business has risks."
"Let's take it one step at a time."
Chiang Tin-Yeung was unconcerned, but still thanked Liang Kun for his good intentions.
Suddenly, he felt something unusual.
It seemed Liang Kun always subconsciously ignored Lin Feng's peculiarities, didn't he?
What was going on?
Was this the filter of a parent?
Interesting.
Lin Feng asked:
"Mr. Chiang, you're not going back tonight, are you?"
Liang Kun laughed:
"Going back for what?"
"We're staying here tonight and drinking until we drop."
Chiang Tin-Yeung heard another meaning:
"Ah Feng, do you have other arrangements?"
Lin Feng smiled:
"If you don't have other business in Siam, why not go to Mainland and take a look around?"
Chiang Tin-Yeung exclaimed:
"Go back to Mainland now?"
Liang Kun laughed: "Binny of our company is in Mainland."
"Originally, Ah Feng's smuggling business with Red Bear was quite profitable, so Binny went to check it out."
"Who knew he would end up staying there for a long time."
"He's handling the smuggling business with Northern Bear."
"He's also doing the procurement for the convenience stores our company set up."
"When Binny came back last time, he had put on a lot of weight, and he was completely different from before."
Chiang Tin-Yeung asked with interest:
"How is he different?"
Liang Kun chuckled:
"His aura is completely different."
Chiang Tin-Yeung was stunned:
"Aura?"
Lin Feng explained:
"Before, Binny was just a middle-aged, decadent handsome guy."
"Now he truly looks like a boss."
"If I had to describe it accurately, he has three-tenths of Mr. Chiang's demeanor."
Chiang Tin-Yeung immediately became interested:
"It seems Binny has gained a lot in Mainland."
In this world, only money and power are most nourishing; whether it's a man or a woman, to maintain health, these two things are indispensable.
Labor is indeed glorious, and everyone cannot do without labor.
The problem is, how many people in this world are willing to labor?
Life lasts a hundred years, a fleeting moment, who doesn't want to enjoy life easily and happily?
But to achieve this, without money or power, it truly won't work.
Chiang Tin-Yeung knew Binny, and he also knew this smuggling magnate within the company.
However, to be honest, although Binny Hu was formidable, Chiang Tin-Yeung didn't really pay him much attention.
Binny had one major weakness: he craved power!
This was directly manifested in his tendency to do everything himself.
He always felt that whatever his subordinates did was not as good as him, nothing they did met his standards, and they made countless mistakes.
So he might as well do it himself.
But little did you know, if you don't give your subordinates a chance to train, how can they grow?
In the end, your body will be exhausted, but you won't find a successor.
It seems like you're being responsible, but in reality, you're just power-hungry.
In this regard, Liang Kun is much better than Binny Hu.
As a leader, your abilities don't have to be all-encompassing; you're not meant to do the specific tasks. You just need to know the general idea.
The most important thing is to learn to know people and assign them to the right positions!
This is the most crucial part.
But from what Liang Kun said, Binny Hu is slowly changing?
The environment of the Mainland really seems to be able to change people.
At that moment, he said,
"In that case, I'll go back to my Mainland tomorrow."
Lin Feng smiled:
"Tomorrow night, then."
Chiang Tin-Yeung was surprised:
"Night?"
Lin Feng shrugged:
"Mr. Chiang, your Mainland is Chaoshan, right?"
Chiang Tin-Yeung nodded:
"That's right!"
Lin Feng said seriously:
"Compared to this city, the Mainland is the true ancestral land."
Chiang Tin-Yeung suddenly understood.
His gaze towards Lin Feng was different again.
He could naturally see that Lin Feng didn't really believe in geomancy, but even so, he still reminded him to follow the master's advice... Ah Feng is truly a friend!
Friendship is about respect in such small details.
Liang Kun clapped his hands,
"Alright, now that business is done, it's time for us to drink our fill."
The three of them nodded in unison!
With no women present, they naturally spoke freely.
By the time Chan Yiu arrived, the three were already half-drunk.
Chan Yiu took one look and knew he couldn't be a spoilsport.
Drink!
Drink desperately!
As a result, by two o'clock, all three were drunk.
Lin Feng, Li Jie, and Mo Chiu-Nam together threw these few onto the bed.
Mo Chiu-Nam said in surprise:
"Brother Feng, you really have a high tolerance for alcohol."
As a bodyguard, he couldn't drink alcohol.
Even if Liang Kun told him to drink, he couldn't.
Unless it was during a shift change, he could have a small drink or two.
Mo Chiu-Nam watched Lin Feng drink more than anyone else the whole time.
As a result, all those guys were down, but he was perfectly fine.
Mo Chiu-Nam was incredibly envious. If he had that ability, he would be the coolest guy in the nightclub, but unfortunately, he didn't.
Lin Feng said with a laugh:
"What, do you want to learn?"
Mo Chiu-Nam nodded vigorously:
"I want to learn."
Lin Feng said casually:
"Actually, it's not difficult; you just need to cultivate inner energy."
Mo Chiu-Nam was dumbfounded.
Inner energy... was that legendary thing something he could ever hope for?
Lin Feng was telling the truth; if one cultivated inner energy, they could naturally easily neutralize the effects of alcohol.
He himself could do it.
This was an ability naturally acquired upon reaching the Grandmaster realm.
However, Lin Feng didn't use his inner energy.
Drinking with his brothers and using inner energy to cheat would be too meaningless.
He wasn't drunk purely because his vitality was too vigorous.
His liver's ability to metabolize alcohol was too strong.
Lin Feng vaguely felt that his physical body had probably already broken through the limits of humanity.
Take sexual matters, for instance; even the strongest man, at most, is like Lok Tin-hung or Ho Yong, a'seven-times-a-night' man.
It's impossible to be like Lin Feng, who is a'seven-times-a-night' man every day... and still not satisfied.
There are only tired oxen, no worn-out fields; this is common knowledge.
Especially when there are eight 'good fields,' even the strongest ox would be exhausted to death.
However, with Lin Feng, it was the 'good fields' that were exhausted instead.
This was not normal.
Even for Lin Feng, a martial artist, it was not normal.
"So, if I want children, it might not be easy to conceive."
Lin Feng secretly felt a bit conflicted, but then he thought, it's actually not bad.
If each of his wives had one child, that would be eight.
If they followed the current fertility laws in Hong Kong, where a family has three or four children, that would truly be tough.
This would be enough to form two football teams!
Just thinking about becoming the father of so many children, he couldn't bear it.
"So, bad things turn into good things instead?"
Lin Feng could only comfort himself this way.
Otherwise, what?
Mo Chiu-Nam was quite disheartened and dared not say much.
Lin Feng smiled:
"You, aren't you fond of money?"
"You must have earned a lot just by sparring with Tin Hung, right?"
Mo Chiu-Nam said with a long face:
"Tin Hung is a monster!"
"Under Brother Jie's guidance, I feel I've made great progress compared to before, but I'm still no match for him."
"Tin Hung gets very excited every time he fights me, and after sparring with him, I have to rest for several days each time."
Lin Feng asked with a smile:
"Two tens of thousands for one fight, will you fight?"
Mo Chiu-Nam's expression was unusually firm:
"As long as it doesn't kill me, I'll fight to the end!"
At that time, in order to put pressure on Lok Tin-hung and also to improve Mo Chiu-Nam's combat level, Lin Feng set up a bet.
If Mo Chiu-Nam defeated Lok Tin-hung, he would get twenty million.
If he couldn't win, he would still get twenty thousand for each fight.
Lok Tin-hung also got ten thousand for each win.
Mo Chiu-Nam was obsessed with money; how could he let go of such an opportunity?
Even if he couldn't beat Lok Tin-hung every time, he still had to fight.
Lok Tin-hung was different from others; others might go easy, but the martial arts fanatic never held back even a little.
Mo Chiu-Nam was beaten black and blue every time.
Fortunately, after two months of practical training, his skill had improved by leaps and bounds.
He was completely different from when he first came to Liang Kun's side.
Li Jie sighed beside him:
"You are improving, but Tin Hung is improving even more. His talent is higher than yours, and he works harder than you."
"He not only fights you, but also seizes opportunities to fight Brother Fu, Jian Jun, and others."
"If they're not around, he'll fight his colleagues at Thunder Security. One against three, four, or five is normal."
"His talent is higher than yours, and he works harder than you. Who else would lose if not you?"
Mo Chiu-Nam was half-choked.
That was true.
If their skill levels were similar, then a comparison could be made.
But Lok Tin-hung's ability was above his, and his effort was also above his. How could he win?
Dreaming might work, but Brother Feng wouldn't acknowledge it!
Li Jie, fearing to dampen Mo Chiu-Nam's martial arts spirit, smiled and said:
"You don't have to be sad about not being able to beat Tin Hung. I see that after a while, even I won't be his match."
Mo Chiu-Nam was truly surprised:
"Tin Hung has improved that much?"
"How could he possibly beat you?"
"Brother Fu said you have the best defense in Thunder Security."
Li Jie shrugged:
"That's right, my defense is the best."
"But honestly, I have enough defense, but not enough offense."
"Defense is always passive; offense is the best defense."
"I have a premonition that Tin Hung will soon enter a period of rapid growth in his martial arts."
"By then, I won't be his opponent."
Mo Chiu-Nam clicked his tongue,
"Tin Hung is only seventeen years old."
Li Jie was unconcerned:
"Heroes have emerged from youth since ancient times."
Mo Chiu-Nam was still unwilling:
"But this is too outrageous; he's only seventeen."
Li Jie tilted his head and looked at him strangely:
"What's wrong with that?"
"Have you forgotten something?"
Mo Chiu-Nam asked, puzzled:
"What thing?"
Li Jie pursed his lips, gesturing to the person smoking a cigar in the distance:
"Brother Feng, he's twenty years old this year."
"He's been out in the Jianghu for thirteen years."
"He truly made a name for himself when he was probably thirteen or fourteen."
"Compared to that, Tin Hung being seventeen years old, is that very outrageous?"
Mo Chiu-Nam was speechless. After thinking for a long time, he still retorted:
"Brother Feng is an exception."
"If you don't believe me, go ask around in the Jianghu; no one treats Brother Feng as a young man."
"Everyone defaults to Brother Feng being an old senior in the Jianghu."
"That's not something ordinary people can compare to."
Li Jie nodded slightly.
That was true.
Even though Lin Feng was only twenty years old, whether it was the hall masters or the big bosses of the company, they all implicitly considered Lin Feng to be from the previous generation.
It was quite absurd.
Li Jie said leisurely:
"Leaving Brother Feng aside, let me tell you about someone else."
Mo Chiu-Nam was very curious:
"I just don't believe there's another young man who can compare to Tin Hung."
Li Jie's lips curved upwards slightly:
"Brother Feng recently recruited a younger brother named Bu Tonglin. He has an alias called 'Wolf Fang' and another alias called 'Enemy of a Hundred Men'."
"Tin Hung fought Ah Bu once."
"Guess who won?"
Mo Chiu-Nam's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly had a bad premonition:
"Who won?"
Li Jie shrugged:
"Unfortunately, Tin Hung was completely suppressed by Ah Bu."
"Oh, by the way, Ah Bu is twenty years old this year."
Mo Chiu-Nam was dumbfounded!
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Chapter 400: Every Man for Himself
Lin Feng glanced at the intelligence system, a satisfied smile playing on his lips.
The east wind he had been waiting for was about to arrive.
Lin Feng did not care what time it was and dialed George's number directly.
As a senior agent of the Military Intelligence Agency, staying up late was standard operating procedure for George.
Even so, 3:00 AM was still time to sleep.
He had just lain down when the phone suddenly rang, giving him quite a fright.
Seeing who was calling, his heart almost stopped.
He managed to steady himself, picked up the phone, and said respectfully:
"Mr. Lin, do you have any instructions?"
If anyone else had called at this hour, George would surely have cursed them out.
But facing Lin Feng, he dared not.
Lin Feng said leisurely:
"You have defected completely to the Cunningham Family, haven't you?"
George said with a bitter smile:
"Truly, nothing can be hidden from you."
George's expression was somewhat numb.
Who the hell leaked this information?
George's defection to the Cunningham Family was information known only to General Cunningham, Duke Cunningham, and himself.
His contribution was too great.
He had brought a wealthy fat sheep directly to the Cunningham Family.
This single deal alone saved the Cunningham Family three generations of accumulation.
It allowed them to stand shoulder-to-shoulder with the Grand Duke Andrei family in terms of wealth.
Such a merit was enough for the Cunningham Family to absorb George as one of their own.
When the time came, as long as he returned to London, George would choose a young lady from the Cunningham Family to marry.
The children born would naturally possess the bloodline of the Cunningham Family.
In this way, he and his family would harmoniously integrate into the Cunningham Family.
This was still different from the royal families of Europe recruiting new blood.
To maintain their so-called pure bloodlines, royal families of various countries could only marry within a small circle.
And then, the result of inbreeding was that hemophilia became a common infectious disease among the royal families of various countries.
However, the matter of George defecting to the Cunningham Family was a top-secret of top-secrets; this matter should not have been leaked, nor should anyone outside the Cunningham Family have known about it.
And certainly not Lin Feng should have received this news.
Yet, it just so happened that Lin Feng knew.
George completely didn't understand, how the hell did this leak?
It shouldn't be!
Absolutely shouldn't be!
But reality was quite harsh; Lin Feng just knew.
George had once tried to deduce Lin Feng's intelligence network, and the result of the deduction terrified him—according to basic logic, Lin Feng's source of information was actually right beside him.
Even he himself was one of Lin Feng's information sources.
Then George gave up.
Screw it, whatever!
As long as he didn't provoke that terrifying Lin Feng, anything was manageable.
"Don't be nervous, I am here to report a piece of good news to you."
George's face was full of smiles:
"Thank you very much, sir."
Lin Feng smiled and said:
"The good news is that Little Tycoon has finished spending his money."
"The better news is that you have already entered the sights of Duke Cunningham. I don't mean you becoming a member of the Cunningham Family; that was already a done deal."
"There is another piece of good news: Little Tycoon did not receive a promise from General Cunningham, and he wants to make one last struggle."
"He wants to make a desperate attempt."
George was startled:
"What do you mean?"
Lin Feng smiled and said:
"I sometimes wonder if Little Tycoon or Tycoon cast a spell on Mr. Shen, as he is helping Little Tycoon so much."
"Little Tycoon has already realized that Duke Cunningham is toying with him."
"So he is preparing to burn his bridges."
George was skeptical:
"That is London; what can an outsider like him do?"
"Is he going to create a riot?"
"The police in London are not like the people in the Governors Office. If Little Tycoon dares to do that, prison is what awaits him."
Lin Feng shook his head:
"Little Tycoon is not that stupid."
"He wants to bribe Grand Duke Andrei."
George was stunned:
"You just said that Little Tycoon has finished spending his money, right?"
Lin Feng sighed:
"In just half a month, he spent seven billion."
"Just looking at this speed of spending money, he really is the spawn of Tycoon."
"Being able to spend money is also a skill."
"To be able to spend seven billion in such a short time is an even greater skill."
"Ordinary people cannot do that."
George opened his mouth to retort, but after thinking about it carefully, he fell silent.
That's right.
To be able to spend seven billion in over half a month, and most of it was spent on eating, drinking, and having fun... he was definitely a beast among beasts.
You really have to admire it.
It's just too outrageous!
George asked himself, he absolutely could not do that.
In an instant, he actually felt a strong sense of jealousy towards Little Tycoon.
That's right, it was real jealousy!
He actually couldn't even outspend the other party.
How could he not be jealous?
Too outrageous!
George steadied himself and said seriously:
"Sir, I don't think Little Tycoon can make any kind of counterattack."
Lin Feng smiled and said:
"Little Tycoon has done something to burn his bridges."
Hmm?
Even in this situation, he's burning bridges?
"Little Tycoon used the assets of the Tycoon Group as collateral to obtain five billion hong kong dollars from Mr. Shen at HSBC."
George blurted out:
"Wait, wait!"
"Is this transaction normal?"
"The stock market is crashing now; where are the shares in Tycoon's hands worth five billion?"
Lin Feng smiled and said:
"In my opinion, it is not Little Tycoon who is taking advantage of the situation, but Mr. Shen."
"If these shares were sold at the board meeting of the Tycoon Group, doubling or tripling them would not be a problem."
"In fact, Mr. Shen is the one who got a big bargain."
"Of course, the relationship between their two families is extraordinary."
George remained silent.
"Of course, I understand your feelings."
"Tycoon is in prison; no one should be investing in him."
"But in fact, Mr. Shen has been helping the Tycoon family."
"The thing I want to tell you is..."
"Little Tycoon is preparing to use this five billion to buy a promise from Grand Duke Andrei."
George was startled:
"What promise?"
Lin Feng shrugged:
"Little Tycoon doesn't ask for anything else, only that Grand Duke Andrei does not hold Tycoon accountable."
George's face turned ashen instantly.
He had underestimated this guy, Little Tycoon.
If he were really allowed to handle this quietly, it could actually be done.
This is five billion hong kong dollars.
For this money, Grand Duke Andrei would even dare to assassinate Margaret Thatcher.
What's a little slap in the face?
With this money, Grand Duke Andrei would absolutely not fear Duke Cunningham in the slightest.
Both are dukes of the empire.
If I can't afford to offend you, I can just avoid you in the future.
What? Reputation?
What kind of joke are you telling?
Which Anglo-Saxon noble gives a damn about that stuff?!
Lin Feng smiled and said:
"George, I am an intelligence merchant, and I care most about maintaining my clients' interests."
"I'm telling you this intelligence in advance, but I want one hundred million as an information fee."
George blurted out:
"Sir, I cannot come up with that!"
Lin Feng sighed heavily,
"Are you a bit stupid?"
"I am not asking you for the intelligence fee; I am asking the people behind you."
"My bottom line is one hundred million hong kong dollars."
"As for how much you can get, I don't care about the extra part."
"That is your ability."
"If you can get one billion, I can cooperate with you externally; the information fee I want will be one billion."
"Understand?"
George was dumbfounded:
"What?"
"I am the middleman? I can earn the price difference?"
Lin Feng sighed again:
"George, are you really a true senior Anglo-Saxon agent?"
George asked, puzzled:
"Sir, I am a senior agent."
Lin Feng snorted coldly:
"You are not!"
"A senior agent's bottom line is quite flexible."
"You are already a senior Anglo-Saxon agent, and you are still loyal to the Cunningham Family?"
"Are you stupid?"
"Even if Cunningham marries one of his daughters to you, if you have no money and no power, will the people of the Cunningham Family care about you?"
"What Western society is like, do you need an Easterner like me to tell you?"
"If you still don't understand, you are truly stupid to the core."
George was flushed red from Lin Feng's lecture—it was true, Western society was entirely money-first.
Without money, you can't do anything.
Living in such a world, to have an Easterner remind him of the ways of the Western world, it was truly uncomfortable to the extreme.
George felt embarrassed, but then he thought again and was moved to tears; for Lin Feng to lecture him like this, he clearly didn't treat him as an outsider.
Otherwise, why would someone be idle enough to do such a thankless task?
Thinking this way, George rarely felt guilty:
"I'm sorry, sir, I was ignorant just now!"
"I will definitely not fail your trust, sir."
Lin Feng nodded with satisfaction:
"You are teachable."
"You need to know that the Cunningham Family is currently using Little Tycoon to make a point."
"Duke Cunningham is killing two birds with one stone."
"First, by using Little Tycoon's money to win over the nobles in London, especially the grand dukes."
"Second, to suppress those upstarts led by Grand Duke Andrei."
"If Little Tycoon's matter is truly successful, you should be able to imagine what Duke Cunningham will become."
George was shocked:
"That would become the laughingstock of London."
"And it would last for a hundred years."
Lin Feng laughed heartily:
"A hundred years is a bit much; twenty years is about right."
"This is five billion hong kong dollars."
"Duke Cunningham can't squeeze that much money out of Little Tycoon."
George was stunned:
"That shouldn't be right, didn't they say Little Tycoon has already spent seven billion?"
Lin Feng said amusingly:
"He did spend seven billion, that's true, but two billion was spent on the wrong target; only the latter five billion was spent on the dukes."
"There are twenty-nine dukes in the Anglo-Saxon lands; are you sure Duke Cunningham dares to hog it all for himself?"
"If he did that, Mr. Shen would laugh himself to death."
"Duke Cunningham is an old fox; he wouldn't make such a mistake."
"He wouldn't do something so foolish."
George suddenly realized:
"I understand now; those five billion must be shared by Duke Cunningham with the other dukes."
"In that case, can the Cunningham Family earn five hundred million?"
Lin Feng sighed:
"Who told you he only earns five hundred million?"
"He clearly earned two billion."
Hiss!
George gasped.
Ruthless!
Truly f*cking ruthless.
The Cunningham Family alone made more than a third of it.
This is just too outrageous.
Lin Feng was unimpressed:
"Outrageous?"
"Don't forget, back in Hong Kong, Grand Duke Andrei dared to ditch his bodyguard team and act alone for just a few tens of millions of hong kong dollars."
"And this guy is considered quite wealthy among the grand dukes."
"Honestly, this is just the standard price for the grand dukes of London."
George understood instantly.
Right, it is indeed the market price.
However, the next moment, his pupils constricted, and he blurted out:
"Then, using five billion to lobby Grand Duke Andrei, isn't that a sure thing?"
Lin Feng said amusingly:
"You've caught on?"
"That's right, that's exactly it."
"Grand Duke Andrei cannot refuse."
"He would rather offend Duke Cunningham, and even offend the entire circle of grand dukes, just to accept that money."
"Shouldn't you ask for a bit more in intelligence fees?"
George swallowed hard and said seriously:
"I should!"
"I absolutely should!"
Lin Feng smiled:
"I await your good news!"
Just as George was about to hang up the phone, he suddenly asked:
"Mr. Lin, if Duke Cunningham asks me for a feasible suggestion, how should I answer?"
Lin Feng nodded approvingly:
"This kind of thing is not hard to say, but it's not easy either."
"The Triads often face such situations."
"For a guy like this, generally, you just need to cut off his financial resources, cut off his troops, and throw him into the high seas; then, this guy only has the path of defeat left."
"Is Little Tycoon's matter... even a matter?"
George pondered it carefully, and was suddenly overjoyed.
"Thank you, sir."
Lin Feng reminded him:
"If you want to establish yourself in the Cunningham Family, money is essential."
"It depends on your ability!"
George nodded fiercely.
Even for his own sake, he wouldn't ask for less money.
After hanging up the phone, George scrambled up and barged straight into Cunningham's bedroom next door.
Cunningham was stunned and said furiously:
"George, if you don't have anything serious, I will definitely make you pay."
George said with a cold face:
"Stop talking nonsense, contact the Duke immediately; I have obtained intelligence worth five hundred million hong kong dollars!"
Cunningham instantly calmed down and looked at George in disbelief:
"How much?"
George said fiercely:
"Five hundred million!"
If it weren't for Lin Feng's lesson, he would never have dared to shout such a thing.
However, since Lin Feng had already spoken, if George didn't dare to shout it, he could guarantee that he would never get any more intelligence from Lin Feng in the future.
Cunningham's bull-like eyes widened:
"Are you crazy?"
"I've been in Hong Kong for three years and haven't even earned one hundred million hong kong dollars, and you say this intelligence is worth five hundred million?"
George sighed:
"It's not that the intelligence is worth five hundred million, but that the fee for this intelligence is five hundred million!"
Cunningham shook his head repeatedly and muttered:
"You must be f*cking crazy."
"What kind of joke are you making?"
"Who the f*ck would pay five hundred million to buy a piece of intelligence?"
George said seriously:
"I already know the content of the intelligence; the other party said the Duke will give him five hundred million."
"If this intelligence isn't worth five hundred million, the worst that happens is we stop buying intelligence from him in the future."
"But what if it is worth five hundred million?"
"Think about it, what should we do?"
Cunningham immediately understood the key point:
"You're right, this matter must be reported immediately."
"The worst case is it's a prank, but if it's true..."
"I can't bear that responsibility."
Just thinking about it, if someone dares to ask for five hundred million for a piece of news, it must be the real deal.
Any valuable piece of news is one step ahead and has a time limit.
Once the time limit passes, it's worth nothing.
Cunningham immediately took out his phone and dialed the number of Duke Cunningham in London:
"Head of the family, George here has received a piece of news; it's very shocking."
"I will pass the phone to him, and he will tell you."
Cunningham held the receiver and whispered:
"Pray that the news is true, otherwise, both of us will be in big trouble."
George thanked him:
"Thank you!"
Picking up the phone, George said calmly and coolly:
"Duke, I have received a piece of news."
"The following is the background information: Little Tycoon has spent seven billion and has not received any of the answers he wanted."
Duke Cunningham praised:
"George, your intelligence is very well-informed; that's right, Little Tycoon has become a pauper."
"As for the Tycoon Group, you can handle them however you want."
George sighed:
"Unfortunately, Duke, we cannot be happy so soon."
Duke Cunningham was a bit curious:
"Why?"
George said seriously:
"I received a piece of news; the other party demands a payment of five hundred million hong kong dollars afterwards."
Duke Cunningham thought he had misheard:
"How much?"
George remained calm:
"Five hundred million!"
Duke Cunningham laughed in anger:
"Fine, tell me, what is the news you received?"
When he said this, the Duke's voice was as cold as cold could be.
George was silent for a while, as if feeling immense pressure, but he still stated the intelligence.
"After Little Tycoon left you, he immediately realized he had made a huge mistake."
"He has already spoken on the phone with Mr. Shen of HSBC in Hong Kong..."
George then explained the whole matter.
Duke Cunningham was instantly speechless:
"Really?"
George said indifferently:
"That's what the intelligence says."
Duke Cunningham gritted his teeth:
"This matter is indeed extremely urgent; if it is true, I will definitely pay him five hundred million hong kong dollars afterwards."
"You are a senior agent of the Military Intelligence Agency; what do you think should be done about this?"
George secretly praised himself; he really had foresight.
Pretending to think for a while, he then said:
"We need to do two things at once."
"First, confirm the authenticity of this matter."
"As long as we go through the local HSBC branch, we can know if there is such a transaction."
"If not, then it is naturally a prank."
"If there is, then it confirms that the intelligence is true."
"With the Duke's connections, verifying this news is not difficult."
The Duke nodded with satisfaction:
"It is indeed not difficult."
George immediately said:
"Capture the leader to capture the bandits; as long as you ensure this matter is true, in London, you have countless ways to make Little Tycoon submit."
Duke Cunningham thought for a moment and said:
"You wait; I will go verify this news."
George hung up the phone and shrugged at Cunningham:
"I think our bedtime will have to be delayed again."
Cunningham was already fully awake:
"Compared to your intelligence, what does it matter if I sleep a little later?"
Less than half an hour later, Duke Cunningham called back:
"George, you have rendered a great service."
"Tell your informant later that I will definitely give him five hundred million hong kong dollars afterwards!"