Hong Kong Film: The Positive Energy System of the Hongxing Boss

The matter was basically settled, and that night, Fengyun and his group rushed back to Hong Kong Island overnight.

Bowlland Street.

"Brother Feng, what are you thinking? You took over Liang Kun's territory, but you didn't make any moves. Do you know that Jiang Tiansheng has been sending people to keep an eye on you?" Thirteenth Sister kindly reminded.

"Thirteenth Sister, thank you, but my focus is not on the society now. If they want to fight, I will let them fight. It just happens that I can also test the intentions of some people."

For these short mules at the bottom, the power of money is far more effective than Jiang Tiansheng's solicitation.

And in the entire Hongxing, Fengyun is the one who lacks money the least.

Compared with most short mules who go hungry for nine meals in three days, Fengyun's minions live a relatively comfortable life.

For the protection fee in Causeway Bay, Fengyun, in addition to paying for the society, generously took out a large part to share with his brothers.

Therefore, the loyalty of the younger brothers in Causeway Bay is the highest in the entire Hongxing.

"By the way, Thirteenth Sister, I am planning to set up a security company recently. Ask Brother Bin if he is interested. I can train him as a fighter for free."

Thirteenth Sister saw that Fengyun knew what was going on, so she didn't say anything more.

Han Bin had a very high opinion of Fengyun, but in Thirteenth Sister's eyes, he was just a young man with blood and vigor.

Otherwise, why would he avenge Liang Kun even if he offended Jiang Tiansheng?

Thirteenth Sister didn't know that it was Fengyun's move, coupled with a steady stream of money, that won the loyalty of most of the younger brothers.

Being able to follow a boss who is loyal and rich is the dream of countless younger brothers.

At least, if Jiang Tiansheng wanted to come to Causeway Bay to pry people away with empty words, not many people would pay attention to him.

So what if he is the leader of Hongxing? Without money, it's shit!

Following Brother Fengyun, you can have nine meals a day in three days, and you can also get a massage with some money. Whoever rebels will have his head stuck in the door.

At night, Fengyun had another night of fun. Fengyun was so rich that he booked a place, which immediately attracted a group of younger brothers to cheer for the boss.

Thirteenth sister couldn't figure it out. Why is Fengyun so good at winning people's hearts?

Seeing the envious eyes of her younger brothers in Bolan Street looking at Fengyun's younger brothers, Thirteenth sister wanted to give these bad guys a good beating.

Early in the morning of the second day, when Fengyun returned to the company, the secretary informed him that there was a foreign police officer waiting to see him.

Fengyun thought about it and told the secretary: "Please ask him to come to my office."

Not long after, a foreign police officer with a big nose came in.

"Hello, Mr. Feng, I am Captain Wilson of the police SB department. You can call me Wilson or Captain directly." The big-nosed police officer first introduced his identity.

Hearing the other party mention the SB department, Fengyun immediately became alert.

Others may not know, but he knows very well that this so-called SB department is the famous Hong Kong Island Police Special Branch, which is under the jurisdiction of the foreign MI5. In other words, they are not police officers at all, but agents.

During this period, they claimed to belong to the SB department of the police, although the name is very second-rate.

Wilson has been paying attention to Fengyun's micro-expressions while talking.

When he mentioned the department he belonged to, the other party's eyes shrank slightly, and he could immediately be sure that the other party knew his department.

"Mr. Feng, judging from your expression, it seems that you know more about our department?" Wilson asked with a chuckle.

"A little bit, a little bit, I know that you are not ordinary policemen." Having said that, Fengyun did not continue.

Wilson was not surprised. Their department sounds mysterious, but for some powerful people, it is just like that.

And Li Chaoren is obviously one of these powerful people.

The continuous large transfers of the Li Group attracted the attention of the Political Department, and after some investigation, they found something more interesting.

This Fengyun is not only a member of the society, but also seems to have investments in the north.

"Mr. Feng, since you know the nature of our department, I will speak directly.

We found that your company has some dealings with the Li Group, but the continuous large transfers of the other party are very unusual. Can you tell me the purpose of the transfer?" Wilson asked straight to the point.

Fengyun had expected this result a long time ago, and he was not panicked. He said seriously: "In fact, it's nothing. I just accidentally got a few elixirs of immortality, so I sold them to Mr. Li. What's the problem?"

Hearing Fengyun's sophistry, Wilson, who had just taken a sip of tea, almost spit it out.

"Mr. Feng, youDid you just talk about the elixir of life? Please note that this is a very serious meeting. "

"Mr. Wilson, you heard me right, I just talked about the elixir of life.

I sold the pills to Mr. Li, so Mr. Li paid me for it. Is there a problem?

The money has been taxed, and there is a tax record printed by the tax department. Do you need to check it?"

Feng Yun's serious nonsense made Wilson speechless.

Elixir of life, ghosts believe this. However, he couldn't verify it.

Does he have to wait until Li Chaoren dies naturally before he can expose this lie?

This is very embarrassing.

How helpless is a lie that cannot be verified.

"Okay, Mr. Feng, let's not talk about this. These transactions are the actions of your two companies. I just asked casually out of curiosity. "

Next, Wilson got to the point.

"Mr. Feng, I heard that you have some business in the north, and it's quite large."

"That's right, what's the problem?"

"Then can you tell me your motive? You know, our relationship with that side is very delicate now. As a Hong Kong Islander, you should consider the overall situation." Wilson said lightly.

Feng Yun understood that the other party was hinting to him not to invest in the north.

"Captain, it's because I'm a Hong Kong Island businessman that I can't bear to exploit my compatriots. Do you know how much I'm paying there?

Captain, I'm not helping them, but squeezing them hard.

One of their workers works 12 hours a day, 6 days a week, and I only get 10 yuan from him..."

Then, Fengyun reported a series of figures that made Wilson dumbfounded.

"As you can see, Mr. Wilson, for the future of Hong Kong Island, I invested in the north. The money obtained from the exploitation will be used to feed back the economic construction of Hong Kong Island..."