Chapter 140

Only Li Xin and Jingkun were in the car, then Jingkun said:

"A Xin, Prosperity has had a lot of trouble lately, coming from all sides—tax, police, people coming to investigate."

"The Chaozhou gang's Li A Ji also passed a message to me, telling me to tell you that some things shouldn't be said carelessly."

"How did you reply to Li A Ji?" Li Xin asked.

Jingkun rolled his eyes, disdainfully saying: "Don't even talk about present-day Mong Kok; even before, I wasn't afraid of him Li A Ji!"

"He let me scold him a bunch; what ability does he have to dare make you shut up?"

"Besides, it's not random talk, it's facts; they can do it, but others still can't say it?"

"Idiot!"

Li Xin nodded; that's Jingkun's character. It seems the Ma family has made a move, and besides, they really do have some background.

This matter was caused by him, so he should be the one to calm it down.

After glancing at Jingkun, he spoke: "Don't rush to act; I'll handle this matter."

"Speaking of it, this matter wasn't caused by me; it was a question from the Ma family's Oriental Daily reporter, and I only gave him that answer."

"Giving face then not wanting it—just like that, they still have the nerve to cause trouble for Prosperity; I think they don't want to stay in Gangdao, really thinking that opening a newspaper makes them innocent?"

"Not having caused them trouble doesn't mean I can't; I'll just play with the Ma family."

Jingkun patted Li Xin's shoulder, smiling and said:

"Go ahead and do it; I'll fully support you, you can freely use the people of Mong Kok, if you need money, I and Mr. Jiang will also support you."

"No need, it's not troublesome; their weak point is obvious, a few moves and they'll be down! Just keep an eye on the Chaozhou gang for me."

Li Xin answered very confidently.

……

Oriental Daily headquarters.

Ma the cripple looked at the few newspapers on the desk, angry, he threw his crutch out, smashing all the vases in the office!

Looking at these tabloids, with the introduction about the Ma family and the gossip, his face was dark, his eyes blood-red, like a wild dog about to eat someone.

He didn't need to guess to know this was Prosperity's doing; they didn't strike at business, but dug up the Ma family's old secrets.

They also added fabricated gossip: the two Ma sharing one woman, the Ma family's bloodline chaotic, the father is actually the uncle, the second uncle is the father.

What's more excessive, they even said his leg was due to the Ma family's many wicked deeds, incurring heavenly punishment, to the point that even heaven couldn't bear it, their family's actions.

Such gossip suits the taste of Gangdao people; the sales of various tabloids keep rising.

Even the horse racing and financial tabloids are jumping on the bandwagon to report this; the situation is already out of control!

He picked up the phone on the desk and directly called Li A Ji of the Chaozhou gang.

"Li A Ji, is this how you handle things? This matter must be settled immediately; the Ma family's money isn't that easy to take."

Without waiting for Li A Ji's reply, he hung up the phone directly.

He then picked up the phone to call a police friend; after the call connected, he asked: "Can you investigate Prosperity's Li Xin?"

The other end hesitated a moment before replying:

"Investigating Prosperity is somewhat useful; investigating Li Xin is useless—his police file is too clean, basically can't be investigated."

"If we forcefully stir up trouble, his retaliation isn't something I, a mere chief inspector, can withstand."

Ma the cripple, angry, slapped the desk and shouted:

"He's done such a big thing in Ao Island and Wanwan, and you say he's clean? Are you trying to bluff me?"

The other side also got angry, shouting over the phone: "Damn! Bluff your mother! I'm the Royal Police, and definitely not an International Criminal Police—how can I investigate?"

"Even if it were the International Criminal Police, who the hell could still go investigate gang fights? Are you not awake?"

Ma the cripple, angry, slammed down the phone, then picked up the desk's big brother phone.

Just as he was about to make a call, he realized this was also a product of that failed company, and threw the big brother phone out as well.

He rose from his chair, limping to the editor-in-chief's office, and drove the editor-in-chief out.

He picked up the phone again and dialed; as soon as it connected, he immediately asked: "Does Prosperity have any tax problems?"

"Very clean; their taxes are handled by an accounting firm, these people are professionals, basically impossible to catch any loopholes."

The other side's answer made Ma the cripple completely break down; his hand was about to drop the phone, but he stopped midway, then tried to throw it again, but even making a call was exhausting!

No choice but to notify Wanwan's father, the White Horse Circus Tathagata, to handle this matter!

He himself is incapable and powerless, can only turn to his parents.

……

At the Tianhong bar, Tianhong, Li Xin and Da Fei sat together drinking.

Li Xin raised his beer bottle, clinked it with Da Fei's, and took a big gulp.

He raised his hand, wiped the corner of his mouth, and said: "Da Fei, do you want to be the boss of a big magazine?"

Da Fei had just raised his hand, about to put it to his nose, but seeing Li Xin's unfriendly gaze, he forcefully held back and lowered his hand!

He replied in a carefree manner: "Brother Xin, I want to! But this line of business isn't easy either; might even lose money."

"As for my Da Fei's horse racing, I just play around all month with no profit, while the erotic publications do make money, but there are many competitors, pressure is huge!"

Li Xin said: "I called you over just to give you pointers; your whole set is outdated!"

"Not to mention the poor picture quality, look at those models—either they're one‑night stand types or bar girls; how could that stir a man's desire?"

"And the outfits don't work either—not fully revealing, just wearing a little cover; there's no mystery at all—only a hint of desire mixed with shyness can make those old lechers' hearts race."

"If we added some seductive moves, plus a captivating expression, trendy lingerie, made the pictures high‑definition, with models from all countries, you say this way, would there be any point?"

Da Fei's eyes grew brighter, his breathing quickened as he said: "Seems like it might actually work, Brother Xin; tell me more, I'll try it back."

Li Xin took out a sheet of paper, pushed it to Da Fei, smiling and said:

"Everything I could think of is on this paper; what's missing, you can go find Ji Ge and Bo Shu—those two have studied this area a lot."

Besides that, you could go look for some friendly groups in Japan and Korea, right?

You could go to Japan for further training; how can you make models look more alluring? They're experts in that.

Also, you can bring equipment back from Japan; don't worry about the cost. If you're short on funds, I'll lend you some first, and you can repay me once you've made it big.

Da Fei repeatedly thanked Li Tong: "Xin Ge, you're my guiding light! From now on, just let me know if you need anything."

This tabloid's news has nothing to do with the money-making tip you gave me; they're not even comparable. As for loyalty and righteousness, I, Da Fei, am not an ungrateful person.

Tian Hong came over holding a package, tossed it to Da Fei, and said: "This is something my Big Brother prepared for you."

Da Fei opened the package, rubbed his nose, and then said directly:

"Xin Ge, thanks!"