Chapter 38: The News Brought by Feizai

"Boss, I still have some things to attend to; you chat with Xiaofeng first."

Li Xuanhua glanced at Liu Xiaofeng, stood up, walked out of the study, and closed the door.

"Boss, it's like this: I've found a channel that can get us into that meeting, but I'm not sure if it's real."

A trace of hesitation appeared on Liu Xiaofeng's face, and it was only after Lu Chen handed him a 555 cigarette and he had taken several puffs that he spoke.

"Tell me in detail."

Lu Chen frowned, took a puff of his Cigar, slowly exhaled the smoke, and crushed the Cigar out with force. This book is first published on TianTianKanXiaoShuo -> ttk. tw, providing you with an error-free and non-scrambled reading experience.

His entire person shifted out of the relaxed state he had been in just moments before.

"It's like this... I've managed to make contact with a second-in-command of a gang, but whether we can get in is still unknown."

Liu Xiaofeng explained the process of the contact in detail.

There was a trace of sincerity in his eyes.

"Have you verified this person's identity?"

Lu Chen frowned and looked at Liu Xiaofeng with some confusion.

Isn't everyone over at Nitan extremely xenophobic?

Even Feizai only maintains a superficial cordiality with him.

So why would someone take the initiative to contact Liu Xiaofeng?

Lu Chen's brain, which was already a bit muddled, felt even more scrambled now.

However, he was also clear that most of the big bosses behind the scenes at Nitan had already met with him.

If they wanted to investigate him thoroughly, it would be relatively easy.

Could it really be one of them?

The corners of Lu Chen's mouth curled up slightly; why not give it a try?

"Verified. The person's identity is fine, but the background... it can't be traced."

A flash of sharp light crossed Liu Xiaofeng's eyes as he took another 555 from the table and lit it.

"Then stop checking for now. It's only 100,000 Hong Kong dollars; give it to him."

A smile appeared on Lu Chen's face as he stood up, returned behind the desk, bent over, and took 100,000 Hong Kong dollars out of his personal space.

He placed it on the coffee table and handed it to Liu Xiaofeng.

"At most, we only stand to lose 100,000 Hong Kong dollars. Continue looking for a reliable channel; don't get tied down by this one."

Lu Chen paused, crossed his legs, and then continued.

"I might even be able to meet the person behind him in a few days."

"Alright, then I'll go get busy."

Liu Xiaofeng chatted with Lu Chen for a while longer, then stood up and left.

As he left, his expression was relaxed, as if he had unloaded a heavy burden.

However, a hint of gravity still lingered between his brows.

Lu Chen nodded slightly, and after confirming that no one would disturb him, he returned to his room and flashed into his personal space.

Its gray mist remained unchanged, which made Lu Chen sigh involuntarily.

It was as if nothing he did could affect it at all.

However, Lu Chen had still managed to get quite a few bullets from Liu Xiaofeng earlier.

He began today's practice!

Not until his arms felt too heavy to lift did he look at the Simple Target with satisfaction.

The miss rate was now significantly better than last time; at least half of the 10 shots were hitting the target.

After taking a shower and downing a bottle of soda, he picked up the Small Box to fiddle with it.

The next afternoon.

The phone on the desk rang as scheduled.

Feizai had already booked a tea house.

Lu Chen gladly accepted the invitation.

"Speak, Feizai."

As soon as Lu Chen entered the antique-style tea house, he glanced at Feizai's ball of flesh with some surprise.

He sat down casually in a seat and asked directly.

Liu Xiaofeng stood outside the door, blocking any potential eavesdroppers.

"Mr. Lu, thank you for your financial support."

Feizai smiled, the fat on his face trembling, and his small eyes squinted along with his smile.

"That meeting isn't actually as mysterious as you think; it's just about the distribution of benefits."

Feizai took a puff of his Cigar; it seemed like he had said everything, yet it also seemed like he had said nothing at all.

It could be considered as having satisfied a portion of Lu Chen's curiosity.

"Not enough. 100,000 Hong Kong dollars is enough for an ordinary citizen in Xianggang to live for 3 years. Give me something substantial."

Lu Chen narrowed his eyes, crossed his legs, and kept fiddling with the Cigar in his hand.

A hint of playfulness flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

"Brother Lu, this stuff can't really be talked about. The division of benefits changes every year, and besides, there are some things you're better off not knowing."

Feizai didn't show any expression in response to Lu Chen's words and continued to drink his tea calmly.

He took a puff of his Cigar and exhaled the smoke, blocking Lu Chen's direct gaze.

"Don't I already know about the little schemes you lot are running?"

Lu Chen leaned forward and began to preheat his Cigar, his voice raspy and tinged with a hint of coldness.

"I want to know what kind of role Luosha plays in this meeting."

Lu Chen suddenly raised his head, his gaze fixed directly on Feizai.

This made Feizai instinctively shrink back, his entire body of fat seemingly trembling.

"Sister Luosha, she is the one dividing..."

Feizai spoke instinctively, but immediately shut his mouth!

He looked at Lu Chen with a touch of anger!

The fat all over his body trembled, as if he had said something wrong.

"Brother Lu, you're being a bit underhanded!"

"Fine, I won't ask anymore."

Lu Chen pulled 100,000 Hong Kong dollars from his pocket, placed them on the table, and pushed them toward Feizai.

"However, can you provide a channel for my people?"

"No, only 13 people can attend this meeting, which means..."

Feizai gave Lu Chen a "you know what I mean" look.

He nimbly stuffed the Hong Kong dollars into his small bag before speaking in a low voice.

"Unless you become the leader of a small gang, or make him your man, you naturally won't know the meeting content; there is no other way besides that..."

Feizai leaned in a little closer and spoke in a low voice.

"Just like me and the Prince, only the two of us know the entire content of the meeting; the other gangs are roughly the same."

Lu Chen nodded slightly and took out another 100,000 Hong Kong dollars, placing them on the table, but he did not push them to Feizai.

"Today, you haven't met me; even if Old Wang asks, it won't do."

Only then did he pull back the hand that had been pressing down on the Hong Kong dollars.

After Feizai got the money, he left the teahouse directly.

"Xiaofeng, come in."

Lu Chen called out to Liu Xiaofeng and poured himself a cup of tea.

The tea fragrance overflowed, heh!

This Feizai really knows how to enjoy himself.

"Stop the plan regarding that gang's second-in-command; our goal has changed now—we need to take control of a gang or dominate one."

Lu Chen sipped the tea and then sighed!

If intelligence could be bought, it would actually be fine, but it is truly too difficult!

There is no need to consider Feizai's side; don't let the fact that he looks like a ball fool you, he is shrewd in his heart.

But what about the other 12 gangs?

Lu Chen was not very clear, and even Liu Xiaofeng had not investigated much information.

This really made his next step a bit difficult!

"Understood, Boss."

Liu Xiaofeng nodded and looked at Lu Chen with some confusion.

He silently lit a 555 cigarette.

After a good while, he continued to ask a question.

"Then I will find a way to investigate the detailed information of the remaining 12 people in charge."

"Let's go, let's go meet the other old fellows."

Lu Chen nodded slightly, a flash of light appearing in his eyes.

He stood up and left the teahouse!