Chapter 37: Nothing to Hide
Portland Street, Night Shanghai.
Sister Thirteen was eagerly inviting Lin Feng:
"Ah Feng, come sit here."
Lin Feng asked curiously:
"Oh, are you having a small meeting?"
Sister Thirteen raised her eyebrows:
"You're right, we are having a small meeting."
Besides Sister Thirteen, Prince, Hon Ban, and Liang Kun were also in the venue.
Hon Ban asked with a laugh:
"Ah Feng, you're in a very good mood."
Lin Feng chuckled:
"When there's money to be made, of course I'm in a good mood."
"Just now, Mr. Chiang acted as a mediator, and Fatty Lai sued for peace."
Everyone immediately fell silent.
Lin Feng looked at Liang Kun strangely:
"Brother Kun, didn't you tell them?"
Liang Kun chuckled strangely:
"I did, but they didn't believe me."
Prince, Hon Ban, and Sister Thirteen exchanged glances, and after a long while, they sighed:
"Fatty Lai, with his limited skills, dared to challenge you?"
"That's hilarious."
"He couldn't last more than a few hours?"
Lin Feng shrugged it off:
"Fatty Lai wanted to keep pushing, but the problem was he couldn't."
Prince asked, puzzled:
"Isn't it forbidden to use large-scale weapons in internal gang conflicts?"
"And isn't it forbidden to kill people?"
"Why couldn't he hold on?"
Hon Ban's eyes flashed, and he reminded Prince:
"Sometimes, it's not about taking lives that causes distress."
Prince thought for a while but couldn't grasp it, so he asked Lin Feng directly:
"What methods did you use, exactly?"
Lin Feng smiled:
"Nothing much."
"I just made sure Fatty Lai's lewd magazines couldn't leave the printing factory."
"And had someone break the arms and legs of four hundred transport workers."
"Before I even used my combo moves, Fatty Lai couldn't take it anymore."
Pfft!
Hon Ban spat out the beer he had just drunk:
"Ah Feng, do you have to be so ruthless?"
Prince and Sister Thirteen hadn't reacted yet:
"Benny, why such a strong reaction?"
Hon Ban smiled bitterly:
"Fatty Lai's Achilles' heel is those lewd magazines."
"Over four hundred brothers had their arms and legs broken in one morning; that's estimated to cost six to seven million."
"How could he not feel the pain?"
Lin Feng corrected him:
"Not six or seven million, but twenty to thirty million."
Hon Ban was stunned:
"Is the Triad Hospital that corrupt?"
Lin Feng chuckled:
"Our two gang's fight isn't for Grandfather, so the injured's expenses naturally have to be paid by themselves."
Hon Ban suddenly understood.
Lin Feng pouted,
"Fatty Lai is always finding fault with this and that, as if he himself is so formidable."
"Turns out, this is all he is?"
"He can't even handle twenty or thirty million?"
"I didn't even use my combo moves."
Prince asked curiously:
"What combo moves?"
Lin Feng shrugged:
"Our brothers in Mong Kok have been busy for a year, they deserve a break, don't they?"
"I'm planning to give them a three to five-day holiday to go play in North Point..."
Upon hearing this, the three realized, 'You're not giving your fellow members a holiday, you're looking for trouble, aren't you?'
"For example, they could go to Fatty Lai's factory in North Point, each sitting at a table for a day."
"Sitting there for three to five consecutive days... how wonderful."
The three felt a chill run down their spines.
Sister Thirteen looked at Lin Feng with a changed expression:
"Laang Zai, your mind is too vicious."
Lin Feng shrugged:
"If Fatty Lai hadn't provoked me, would I do such a thing?"
Hon Ban laughed and cursed:
"You're a real menace, never taking a loss."
"Fatty Lai certainly lost a lot of money."
"No wonder he couldn't hold on; if it had continued, he would have gone bankrupt."
Lin Feng was listless, feeling lazy all over,
"I thought I could get some exercise, but who knew Fatty Lai was so weak, he didn't even let me unleash my combo moves, it was truly anticlimactic."
"Sigh, after fighting for a few hours, I only got ten million in compensation, how boring."
Pfft!
The big bosses present all spat out the wine in their mouths.
Sister Thirteen couldn't help but ask:
"What? Fatty Lai even compensated you ten million?"
Lin Feng said righteously:
"It's a Jianghu rule, the victor is king, the winner takes all."
"Fatty Lai started the trouble, and now that he's defeated, he has to pay compensation."
"I even think ten million from him is too little!"
Prince, Sister Thirteen, and Hon Ban all gave him a thumbs up:
"Ah Feng, you're strong!"
Lin Feng sighed, becoming even more languid:
"Oh, it really wasn't satisfying."
"I thought there would be a big battle, but it turned out like this."
"But fortunately, I made up for some of it."
Sister Thirteen couldn't help but ask:
"What happened?"
Lin Feng immediately became interested, grinning,
"The Hot-shot Detective from O-Team wanted some Triad information from me, so I beat him up."
Silence!
Super quiet!
Liang Kun and the others were petrified.
Lin Feng pouted:
"Look at you guys, such little ambition. It's just beating up an Ah Sir, why are you so nervous?"
Liang Kun shouted loudly:
"Ah Feng, that's Yuen Ho-Wan!"
Sister Thirteen said nervously:
"You should talk things out nicely with the police."
Yuen Ho-Wan was a famous Hot-shot Detective at West Kowloon Police Headquarters, and these big bosses who operated in the West Kowloon district were very familiar with him.
Lin Feng snorted coldly:
"What do you think, if I talked things out nicely, how would the Triad see me?"
"If you want information, just fight me."
The few big bosses looked at each other, not knowing what to say for a moment.
"After all, I'm a big boss of Hung Hing. If the police ask, I just tell them the information?"
"Then I wouldn't be able to survive in the Triad."
Lin Feng spoke frankly,
"We are big bosses, not low-level Young and Dangerous, it's normal to have a few police friends."
"However, we are, after all, Triads involved in illicit activities."
"Getting too close to the police naturally raises suspicion."
Hon Ban said:
"We are different from the low-level Young and Dangerous; joining a Triad is ultimately about making money."
Lin Feng clapped his hands and laughed:
"Benny hit the nail on the head with that."
"So I didn't refuse, did I? If you want intelligence, fine, let me beat you up first."
"As long as you can beat me, you can get any information you want, provided it doesn't involve Hung Hing."
Prince became interested:
"What state is Yuen Ho-Wan in now?"
Lin Feng chuckled:
"He's tougher than Fatty Lai!"
Hiss!
Sister Thirteen exclaimed:
"You really laid a hand on the Hot-shot Detective?"
Lin Feng was too lazy to explain.
It was impossible for the police and the Young and Dangerous to have good communication.
If you want information, and Wong Bing-Yiu doesn't come personally, then don't blame me for being ruthless.
Lin Feng deliberately told everyone this news; Hon Ban would definitely send people to verify it.
Any secret transaction, it's normal for it to be secretive.
If it's not secretive, people won't suspect it at all.
This is called 'darkness under the lamp'!
Prince didn't care about such matters and asked curiously:
"Ah Feng, who broke the arms and legs of Fatty Lai's four hundred subordinates early this morning?"
Lin Feng exclaimed:
"That's not something we did."
"Those were troops borrowed from the Number Gang."
"It was that Mo Chiu-Nam fellow."
Prince immediately realized:
"The Number Gang's stronghold in Tsim Sha Tsui."
***
Chapter 38: Liang Kun Wants to Recruit Mo Chiu-Nam?
"Mo Chiu-Nam, this is Number Gang's stronghold in Tsim Sha Tsui."
"Number Gang's influence in Tsim Sha Tsui isn't strong. Before Mo Chiu-Nam, not a single Big Shot could establish themselves securely there."
"The Yi-character faction's intention in placing him here is very clear: to simply be a stronghold. If he can gain a foothold, that's great."
"If he can't, it's just the loss of a stronghold."
Prince, as the Hall Master of Tsim Sha Tsui, was very familiar with Mo Chiu-Nam's situation.
A stronghold? It wasn't as if he hadn't been one himself before.
Sister Thirteen mused thoughtfully:
"Yau Tsim Mong is flush with money. It makes sense that Number Gang would want to establish a stronghold here."
"But can he establish it?"
Lin Feng stated bluntly:
"Number Gang is delusional."
"What kind of place is Tsim Sha Tsui? Our Hung Hing, Tung Sing, The Ni Family, Hung Lok, Wo Hing Shing… basically all have flags planted here."
"The influence is basically saturated."
"Mo Chiu-Nam is good at fighting, but he's only good at fighting. He doesn't have the brains to establish himself."
"Furthermore, he has no external support."
"At best, he's a vagrant."
Prince smiled bitterly:
"Back when I was in Tsim Sha Tsui, if it weren't for Ah Kun's support, I really wouldn't have been able to withstand the attacks from all sides."
Liang Kun was unconcerned:
"Yau Tsim Mong guards and helps each other, doesn't it?"
"Ah Feng, is Mo Chiu-Nam worth recruiting?"
Prince asked:
"You want to recruit Mo Chiu-Nam?"
Liang Kun replied directly:
"You all know I like talented people."
"However, besides Ah Feng, the most outstanding person under me is that foolish boy, Sa Keung."
"The more talented people we can recruit, the better."
The three Big Shots all nodded.
No matter what kind of business, what is most needed are talented people.
Liang Kun himself was a very good example.
Before Lin Feng started working, his Mong Kok, while prosperous, couldn't compare at all to how it became after Lin Feng started working.
They were completely two different situations.
Liang Kun wanting to recruit Mo Chiu-Nam was understandable.
Lin Feng poured a bucket of cold water on him:
"This guy, Mo Chiu-Nam, is not easy to recruit."
Liang Kun frowned slightly:
"Is this guy hard to deal with?"
Lin Feng shook his head,
"It's not that he's hard to deal with."
"Brother Kun, you have no use for him."
Liang Kun raised an eyebrow:
"What's the deal with Mo Chiu-Nam?"
Lin Feng sighed:
"Those who don't know him would think this guy is just a money-grubber."
"Only thinking about making money."
Liang Kun laughed:
"When we're out in the world, it's all for money, isn't it?"
Lin Feng shrugged:
"Those who know Mo Chiu-Nam understand that this guy actually loves money even more."
"Everything is about making money first."
"If you hire him to do something, you don't have to worry about him going back on his word."
"Mo Chiu-Nam's motto in life is,"
"Recognize money, not people. As long as the money is enough, anything is negotiable. Discuss adding more money later."
Prince, Sister Thirteen, and Hon Ban were originally quite interested in Mo Chiu-Nam. After all, his execution ability was truly formidable; not one of Fatty Lai's four hundred subordinates managed to escape the printing factory.
But upon hearing that statement, they thought, 'Forget it.'
It's true that making money is paramount when you're out in the world, but in human interactions, there should be some sense of loyalty.
They couldn't afford to provoke someone like 'Brother Add Money.'
Liang Kun looked at Lin Feng, puzzled:
"I think he's pretty good, why aren't you satisfied?"
Prince and the others looked at Liang Kun differently: So you really appreciate Mo Chiu-Nam?
Liang Kun stated directly:
"You don't need to look at me like that, I really do appreciate Mo Chiu-Nam."
"We are all Hall Masters and Big Shots, considered successful people in the Triad."
"However, no matter how successful, we are fundamentally involved in illicit businesses."
"That means we need to worry about one thing—betrayal from those around us."
Sister Thirteen laughed:
"Ah Kun, you're going too far, aren't you?"
Lin Feng spoke up to help:
"Sister Mei, Brother Kun has a point."
"Among us, besides our trusted subordinates, who else can we truly trust?"
Sister Thirteen frowned:
"But you must have some people you trust, right?"
Lin Feng sighed:
"Everyone sitting here is trustworthy, so I'll give you a piece of news for free."
Sister Thirteen was startled:
"What news?"
Lin Feng said faintly:
"Back when you weren't called Sister Mei, but rather Cui Xiaoxiao, you liked someone."
Sister Thirteen's face changed dramatically:
"Lin Feng!"
Hon Ban's face also changed dramatically:
"Ah Feng!"
Lin Feng said slowly:
"Sister Mei, we could say we grew up playing together. When Chui Shui Da was alive, I reminded you all to be careful."
"At that time, you didn't believe it."
Sister Thirteen's face darkened.
That's right, three years ago Lin Feng did remind Chui Shui Da not to flaunt his wealth, but unfortunately, Chui Shui Da and Sister Thirteen, in their excitement, didn't listen.
By the time Lin Feng arrived, Chui Shui Da had already been killed by Tung Sing's men.
And then there was no more Cui Xiaoxiao, only Sister Thirteen.
This was a scar for Sister Thirteen, a pain hidden deep in her heart.
Sister Thirteen said fiercely:
"Lin Feng, do you want to fight me?"
Lin Feng was unconcerned:
"Sister Mei, even if you call everyone from your entire hall, you're no match for me."
"I'm not here to expose your privacy."
"I'm simply telling you that you've always been deceived by the people closest to you!"
Sister Thirteen was greatly surprised:
"What?!"
Hon Ban appeared even more nervous than Sister Thirteen:
"Ah Feng, what exactly happened?"
Prince said to Sister Thirteen:
"Sister Mei, we in Yau Tsim Mong guard and help each other. You know Ah Feng's personality; he never speaks without reason. Since he said these words, there must be a reason for it."
"You shouldn't be apprehensive."
Sister Thirteen was able to take things in stride. She took a deep breath and sincerely asked:
"Ah Feng, I was wrong just now. Can you tell me who exactly is deceiving me?"
Lin Feng smiled:
"If I didn't want to tell you, why would I say such a thing?"
"You really liked that guy back then."
"It was only because of your good sister that the two of you got together."
Hon Ban clearly became nervous.
Lin Feng smiled slightly:
"Times have changed, and that feeling has faded, but that relationship was also a regret."
"The reason the two of you didn't get together was that your good sister and that person spent a night in the same hotel."
"Although those two didn't say anything, you were convinced that they must have done something."
Sister Thirteen said casually:
"It's normal for a man and a woman to be in the same room and do that."
Lin Feng chuckled:
"Your good girlfriend has now become a big star."
"She's the lead in a romance drama from Taiwan, very popular."
Sister Thirteen shrugged:
"When she returns to Hong Kong, she still invites me for afternoon tea."
Hon Ban urged:
"Ah Feng, get to the point quickly."
Lin Feng sighed:
"Alright, the point is—do you know that your big star best friend, Zhang Meirun, actually liked you since she was a child?"
***
Chapter 39: I'll hit you, and you'll still have to say thank you.
Quiet!
The private room suddenly fell silent.
The Prince, Liang Kun, Hon Ban, and Sister Thirteen looked at each other, even doubting their lives.
Liang Kun stammered:
"Ah Feng, are you saying that little sister's so-called best friend is a lesbian?"
"She's liked little sister since she was a child?"
"So, nothing happened when those two were alone in a room?"
Lin Feng shrugged:
"Otherwise?"
"This is just a common tactic in the battle for love."
Everyone looked at Sister Thirteen with sympathy; she was already in a daze.
At this moment, Sister Thirteen's heart was filled with mixed emotions.
I was betrayed by my good best friend, but my good best friend didn't like the person I liked, but rather me.
Hon Ban felt a strange emotion.
Suddenly, he didn't want Sister Thirteen to know the truth anymore.
Would Sister Thirteen rekindle old feelings?
For a moment, Binny Hu was a bit downcast.
The Prince didn't care about these messy things and asked curiously:
"Ah Feng, you knew this all along?"
Lin Feng nodded:
"Yes."
The Prince pointed at Sister Thirteen:
"Then why didn't you tell her earlier?"
Hon Ban glared fiercely at The Prince, but the latter didn't see it.
Lin Feng shrugged,
"I advised her before, but she didn't listen."
"Later, I stopped saying anything."
Everyone fell silent again.
That's right, Lin Feng kindly told you not to flaunt your wealth earlier, but you didn't listen, and as a result, Chui Shui Da died.
So, do you still expect Lin Feng to continue persuading you?
Dream on!
Lin Feng isn't Sister Thirteen's father, so why should he painstakingly persuade her?
To have said something at that time was already a sign of loyalty and righteousness.
In the underworld, there are few like Lin Feng who offer help in times of need; most are those who kick people when they're down.
The Prince, like a block of wood, asked curiously:
"Then why are you telling her now?"
Hon Ban's eyes flashed, and he suddenly remembered Sister Thirteen refuting Liang Kun earlier. Could Lin Feng be standing up for Liang Kun?
Lin Feng said indifferently:
"I had to say it."
Sister Thirteen's eyes were red:
"Why?"
Lin Feng said frankly:
"Who you like, and who likes you, those are your private emotional matters; even God wouldn't be able to discern them."
"I'm not God, so why should I make decisions for you?"
Everyone nodded in unison; there was nothing wrong with that statement.
Sister Thirteen became even more puzzled:
"Then by telling me all this now, what are you trying to tell me?"
Lin Feng said directly:
"To gain your trust."
Sister Thirteen was bewildered, even annoyed:
"Our three halls of Yau Tsim Mong should naturally trust each other and help each other."
"Are you deliberately revealing my privacy?"
Yes, I am deliberately revealing your privacy, but of course, I can't say that.
Lin Feng said with a laugh:
"I have nothing better to do than reveal your privacy and make an enemy of myself?"
"No, make four enemies?"
For a moment, everyone was perplexed.
Hon Ban's face flushed, and there was even a hint of joy in his eyes.
Lin Feng looked at the annoyed Sister Thirteen and said directly:
"Sister Mei, that was your private matter before. The following matter is public."
"I hope you can calm down and listen."
"The previous matter was absurd, but you can verify it with Cheung Mei Yun."
"The following matter concerns our Yau Tsim Mong and even Hung Hing, so I must gain your trust."
Everyone's expressions shifted.
Lin Feng said leisurely:
"Sister Mei, the person you liked back then was Cheuk Kolok, wasn't it?"
The Prince suddenly stood up:
"Cheuk Kolok?"
"Tung Sing Uncle Ben's top enforcer, Cheuk Kolok?"
Sister Thirteen said angrily:
"You're still revealing my privacy!"
Lin Feng sighed,
"Use your brain and think carefully. Besides me, everyone here is a hall master. I have nothing to do to reveal your privacy."
"Either you listen obediently now, or you get out."
Sister Thirteen laughed in anger:
"You're telling me to get out in my own territory?"
Lin Feng said indifferently:
"I'm a guest here to drink. Is there a problem with me telling you to leave?"
Hon Ban immediately pulled Sister Thirteen and said:
"Ah Feng isn't a petty person. Have you ever seen him argue with anyone?"
Sister Thirteen glanced at Hon Ban, then finally sat down with a huff.
Liang Kun said to The Prince:
"Don't worry, little sister's father, Chui Shui Da, used to be with Tung Sing, then he switched sides and followed me."
"Chui Shui Da had a good relationship with many Tung Sing bigwigs, so it's not a problem for little sister to know a few Tung Sing elders."
"She has twelve godfathers. All of them were influential figures in the jianghu at the time."
The Prince nodded then, but he didn't relax for a moment.
Cheuk Kolok's combat power was formidable; in a one-on-one fight, he was only slightly inferior to The Prince. If another one appeared, it would be tough.
Lin Feng pulled out a Marlboro, leisurely passed them around, and after exhaling smoke, he said to everyone:
"I received word."
"That old man Uncle Ben wants to make a move against my Hung Hing."
"That old man is different from others; he's very difficult to deal with."
Hon Ban frowned:
"Who is Tung Sing's Ah Bun?"
Lin Feng thought for a moment and said:
"When you see this person, you'll think he's a typical business elite, definitely not a Young and Dangerous member."
"He wears a suit, loves cigars, enjoys red wine, and gives absolutely no impression of being crude."
"This is an old, cunning fox, a big backer and ruthless man hidden behind Tung Sing's Camel."
All the hall masters' attention was immediately captured.
Hon Ban frowned, asking Sister Thirteen for confirmation:
"Is Ah Bun such a person?"
Sister Thirteen took a deep breath:
"Not just that, Uncle Ben's conversations are exceptionally amiable and he has extremely strong charisma."
Hon Ban's brow furrowed deeply,
"He's not easy to deal with."
Sister Thirteen asked, puzzled:
"Ah Feng, why are you suddenly talking about Uncle Ben?"
Lin Feng sighed heavily,
"It's not that I want to bring him up; it's that he's noticed you."
Sister Thirteen was taken aback.
Lin Feng said seriously:
"I know about your emotional matters, but I can't and don't want to interfere."
"You're from Hung Hing, and Cheuk Kolok is from Tung Sing."
"Neither publicly nor privately would I warn you."
"However, this time, it's different."
"Uncle Ben has noticed you. The next time you meet, you'll see two familiar faces."
"You know who I'm talking about, don't you?"
Sister Thirteen was silent for a while, then finally said:
"Are you talking about Kele and Leopard?"
Lin Feng shrugged:
"Otherwise!"
"Ba Bi was assassinated by Sai B, and Tung Sing hasn't made a move, but that doesn't mean they won't retaliate."
"I received word that Tung Sing has already started to act."
"Several bigwigs are making corresponding preparations."
"I don't care about others, but Sister Mei, you are one of the Yau Tsim Mong Triangles, and I cannot not warn you."
"You understand Uncle Ben's methods better than I do."
"Be careful he doesn't use the opportunity to set you up."
Sister Thirteen was suddenly stunned.
Lin Feng got up and left,
"You are all bigwigs; I am an idler. I'm going home to study!"
Sister Thirteen quickly caught up, saying sincerely:
"Ah Feng, thank you!"
***
Chapter 40: What is called Infallible Strategy
Lin Feng returned to his loft and continued to read.
This was a rather troublesome matter; his true self and his former self were two completely different people, with no similarities in upbringing, knowledge base, or habits.
It was impossible to make the two converge.
The only way was to work on the details and slowly change his image.
Otherwise, a sudden display of understanding of high-tech from an illiterate person would be as incongruous as it gets.
Those in the underworld might lack education, but they weren't lacking in intelligence.
The history of human development proves that human wisdom has not progressed much in five thousand years.
Once he deviated from his usual behavior, those Young and Dangerous would immediately suspect him.
Although Lin Feng's reading was out of necessity, he also really enjoyed it.
His dream in his previous life was to have "few responsibilities, lots of money, close to home, high status, light duties, wake up naturally, and count money until his hands cramp."
His current life, surprisingly, perfectly aligned with his dream.
Waking up at noon every day, staying up late without disturbance, and no one gossiping—this life was simply perfect.
Besides reading, Lin Feng also practiced his fists.
Kung fu needed to be practiced.
When he first transmigrated, the intelligence system injected a large amount of energy to repair his body and simultaneously transmitted a set of ancient Bajiquan to him.
This was his foundation, and he always set aside an hour each day to practice.
They say southern fists and northern legs, but in a place like Hong Kong, leg techniques weren't suitable.
The climate was too humid; a big jump and landing on a slightly slippery surface would be gambling with his life.
Next to Lin Feng's desk was a miniature sandbag, and he was practicing while reading.
His fists struck the sandbag repeatedly.
Bang, bang, bang.
The sound echoed through the hall.
"Still reading?"
Lin Feng jumped in surprise, then angrily said:
"You came in without knocking?"
Liang Kun felt wronged:
"I knocked, but you didn't respond."
Li Fu also said:
"Brother Feng, Brother Kun did knock."
Lin Feng frowned:
"From now on, I'll have to lock the door. Otherwise, letting a stranger in is being irresponsible to myself."
Liang Kun asked curiously:
"What book are you reading that you're so engrossed?"
Lin Feng tossed the book in front of Liang Kun.
"Can you even read a heavenly book like 'Introduction to Economics'?"
Liang Kun was greatly impressed.
Lin Feng shrugged:
"This is unavoidable. If we want to make big money long-term, we have to put in some hard work."
Liang Kun chuckled:
"Then you keep at it."
He gently nudged Lin Feng.
"Just now at Sister Thirteen's place, you did that on purpose, didn't you?"
Lin Feng didn't react:
"Did what on purpose?"
Liang Kun's eyes were full of smiles:
"You deliberately suppressed Sister Thirteen."
Lin Feng laughed:
"Of course it was on purpose."
"It's true that the three districts of Yau Tsim Mong watch out for each other, but there still needs to be a hierarchy."
"If you just do your job as the Mong Kok boss, I naturally won't meddle."
"If Sister Thirteen dies, what does it matter to me!"
"She questioned you, which means she didn't show me respect."
"How could I let her off?"
"I had to properly suppress her to let her know how to speak to you."
Liang Kun burst out laughing:
"Good brother, I knew that's what it was."
Li Fu reminded him:
"Brother Feng, be careful not to be counterproductive."
Lin Feng smiled slyly:
"It's fine, Sister Thirteen even thanked me in the end!"
Li Fu: "..."
Liang Kun chuckled:
"After you left, Sister Thirteen really called Zhang Meirun and confirmed something: that Zhang Meirun is indeed a lesbian."
"She liked Sister Thirteen since childhood, but unfortunately, Sister Thirteen's orientation was quite normal back then, fascinated by young boys."
"As a result, she never noticed someone who liked her right beside her."
"Sister Thirteen and Hon Ban immediately believed it."
Lin Feng said discontentedly:
"Everything I said was the truth."
Liang Kun hadn't finished speaking:
"Even more exciting, after Sister Thirteen confirmed those words, she immediately received another call."
"Guess who it was from?"
Lin Feng sighed:
"I didn't know who called her originally, but seeing your expression, I knew it must have been Uncle Ben from Tung Sing."
Liang Kun gave a strange laugh:
"Sister Thirteen was dumbfounded."
"Hon Ban and Prince's expressions were similar; all three looked like they had seen a ghost."
"It was as if you were directing everything from behind."
Lin Feng laughed:
"Uncle Ben is a triad boss of the same generation as Camel, and he's Tung Sing's big financier. How could I direct him?"
Liang Kun's laughter grew even more frantic:
"Hon Ban directly asked Sister Thirteen to put it on speaker. Uncle Ben said he missed her and wanted to meet up with Sister Thirteen."
"You left too early; you really should have savored the expressions on those three. They were simply priceless."
Lin Feng scoffed:
"I was telling the truth."
Liang Kun, tired from laughing, rubbed his face vigorously before asking curiously:
"If I didn't know you, I really would have thought you were colluding with Uncle Ben."
"Where did you get your information?"
Lin Feng smiled and retorted:
"Guess?"
Liang Kun angrily said:
"Am I a child, to guess?"
Lin Feng shrugged:
"You know I have a wide range of sources."
Liang Kun didn't dwell on the question. Everyone had their own channels; he just needed to confirm that Lin Feng was still Lin Feng.
The stronger Lin Feng's abilities, the greater the help he would receive.
"Give me Mo Chiu-Nam's contact information."
Lin Feng looked at him in surprise:
"You really want to hire that guy?"
Liang Kun glanced at Li Fu:
"If I had someone like Li Fu under me, would I think about recruiting Mo Chiu-Nam?"
"The problem is, you also said that Sa Keung and the others aren't reliable."
Lin Feng pondered for a moment, then nodded:
"That's true."
"Mo Chiu-Nam is also a man of loyalty, but his cost-effectiveness is a bit low."
Liang Kun immediately became interested:
"Loyalty?"
Lin Feng shrugged:
"Mo Chiu-Nam is a money-grubber, but his personal life is very simple; he's not a luxurious person."
"At first glance, he seems like a stingy old miser who only takes, but in reality, all his money goes to treating his brother's widow."
"That requires a lot, a lot of money."
"So, he's a man of loyalty, I suppose."
"I said his cost-effectiveness is a bit low because his kung fu isn't great."
"He's no match for Xiao Fu; he's only a bit stronger than Chan Ho-Nam and the others, barely on par with the Tung Sing Five Tigers in combat power."
Liang Kun's expression was exaggerated:
"You're too ambitious! Xiao Fu's skill is on the same level as Prince's; besides you, Hung Hing can't find a third one."
"What more do you want?"
Lin Feng pouted, thinking there were plenty of people with Li Fu's skill.
Like Lok Tin-hung, Ah Ji, Bu Tonglin, Wang Jianjun... Lin Feng was about to persuade him, but Liang Kun had already made up his mind:
"Tell me Mo Chiu-Nam's number. It's decided, I'm recruiting him."
Lin Feng imagined the scene: every time Liang Kun asked Mo Chiu-Nam to do something, the latter would demand more money... Tsk!