Chapter 121: Adding Trouble for the Future Richest Man! (Please Subscribe)

One night passed, and the matter of Dalao B planting his flag in Causeway Bay concluded.

With a fierce underworld figure like Datou leading the charge, they took three streets in one go with hundreds of men.

Do not underestimate these three streets; they are the most prosperous streets in the Causeway Bay area.

One of these streets even directly encompasses the exit of the Hung Hom Cross-Harbour Tunnel.

For a time, Dalao B's reputation soared, becoming the object of envy for every scum in the underworld.

It is just that the matter is not over yet; Dalao B and his fighters must hold the newly seized territory for three days before these three streets truly belong to Dalao B's control.

This guy is also interesting; he immediately transferred men from Ciyunshan, moving almost all his underlings out, leaving himself no retreat whatsoever.

As for the Hall Masters who helped by pinning down the other societies, he did not even make a single thank-you call.

At the very least, Wu Feng did not receive a thank-you call from Dalao B.

"A B is not doing things the right way; I wonder what he is thinking?"

Early in the morning, Jing Kun rushed over and had breakfast with Wu Feng. The expression on his face was not very good, and he really could not help but complain.

He put in quite a bit of effort this time, unlike Wu Feng who greeted Guanzaisen with ease and comfort. He had played mahjong all night with the United Mong Kok Hall Master, the Lianhe Sheng Mong Kok Hall Master, and the Shuifang Mong Kok Hall Master.

For a moment, his eyes were still bloodshot, clearly having expended a lot of mental energy.

"Maybe he's just too happy and forgot for a moment!"

Wu Feng gave a perfunctory reply without sincerity and chuckled, "Kun-ge, your current state isn't good. You still need to help keep watch tonight, so why don't you go rest and adjust yourself!"

"Fine, fine, fine, I'm going now!"

Jing Kun rose in a huff and urged, "Remember to keep helping A B tonight!"

Watching this guy's departing back, Wu Feng could not help but smile lightly.

This guy is still quite loyal; did he really think he would get worked up over such a small matter?

Dalao B doesn't know how to conduct himself; there will be times when he feels depressed in the future, so why would Wu Feng need to blather on about it?

Right now, just to give Jiang Tiansheng face, everyone won't say much.

To push Dalao B to the top, Jiang Tiansheng has truly racked his brains.

Not only did he call on nearby Hall Masters to help, but he also did not stay idle himself, instead privately communicating with the Dragon Heads and bosses of major first-rate societies and second-rate societies with significant interests in Causeway Bay.

This favor alone is not so easy to repay.

Besides, having territory in Causeway Bay is also beneficial for the various Hall Masters.

At the very least, when going to Causeway Bay to have fun, there are society brothers to call upon, which can sometimes save a lot of trouble.

In fact, Wu Feng does not need to keep watching on this side.

Guanzaisen has already stated his position; if he dares to go back on his word, the consequences are something neither he nor his Big Brother, Long Gen, could bear.

Wu Feng thus had more energy to spend on other matters.

He summoned his trusted underling Li Xin and told him to go find out who is dealing in the business of raw pork scraps. Although he does not care much, he needs to have a bottom line in his heart.

Guanzaisen also revealed information about this to him, and it seems the scale is not small.

Fortunately, the other party is not as muddle-headed as that agricultural tycoon who wanted to play some monopoly game. This time, they did not actively target the Sai Kung side, so Wu Feng naturally had no anger in his heart.

The news was quickly found out; it is another agricultural tycoon in Hong Kong.

According to the information collected by Li Xin, this guy has quite a few connections in Europe and America, otherwise he would not have been able to get such a large batch of raw pork scraps so easily.

It is unknown whether he learned a lesson from his unlucky peer, or if he has a sense of things, or perhaps he heard some of Wu Feng's words, so he did not directly engage in competition.

Definitely a wise choice!

Such a business is impossible to monopolize; even Wu Feng has the ability to flip the table.

To put it bluntly, if Li Bancheng, who owns a retail empire, were alarmed, no one would be able to play.

Moreover, the path the other party takes is very different from Wu Feng's.

They are taking the wholesale route, specifically supplying small supermarkets and wet markets.

Of course, the other party is not a member of a society, and it is unlikely they would be like Wu Feng, acting as a dedicated supplier for society underlings, or even consciously creating money-making opportunities for them.

Wu Feng's approach is definitely considered wasteful to Hong Kong businessmen.

Not only does it require investing a large amount of capital to build large-scale cold storage warehouses, but it also requires purchasing a significant number of professional refrigerated container trucks, and the number of people hired is not small either.

Let's put it this way: they could have made a profit of 100,000, but ended up spending 30,000 to 50,000 on this.

Since that is the case, there is no need to pay too much attention.

With the nature of Hong Kong businessmen, how could they be as generous as Wu Feng?

Not only can he make money, but the society Big Brothers who handle the goods can also make money, and the low-level underlings who run the Pork Trotter Rice business can also make money; a win-win-win situation was formed just like that.

There is no other reason; Wu Feng simply took the initiative to yield profits.

In fact, while he was studying the other party, the other party was also studying him.

In an office building in Central, inside the boss's office, a middle-aged man in his early forties was flipping through documents.

If any underworld scum from Mong Kok were here, they would certainly see that photos of Wu Feng flashed by from time to time in the documents being flipped through.

"This guy is really a strange person!"

After finishing the documents in his hand, the middle-aged man could not help but sigh, "He could clearly make more money, yet he took the initiative to yield profits to those society Big Brothers and scum; I wonder what he is thinking?"

"Hmph, he's just a society scum!"

Sitting opposite was a young man in his thirties, wearing gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, looking refined, but his tone was very aggressive when he spoke: "Just find an excuse to get rid of him!"

"Young man, don't have such a hot temper!"

The middle-aged man chuckled, "Our interests are not consistent with this guy's, and there are no such major entanglements or conflicts, so why make things look so ugly?"

Now it was the young man's turn to be shocked, and he instinctively said, "Uncle, this is not your style of doing things!"

"What was my style of doing things in the past?"

The middle-aged man smiled: "Tell me, so I can have a clear understanding of myself?"

"Uncle, haven't you always said that one must maximize profits whenever the opportunity arises?"

The young man said directly: "Right now, there are only two companies in Hong Kong doing this kind of business. As long as we take down the other one, won't the future Hong Kong market be ours to decide?"

"Sigh, do you think I don't want to? It's just that it can't be done!"

The middle-aged man told the truth and sighed softly: "I looked for a friend over in Sai Kung, and he warned me not to act recklessly, otherwise the consequences would be quite serious!"

"I immediately extinguished the thought of looking for trouble!"

"Uncle, you can't be serious, are you saying we shouldn't even test the waters?"

The young man said in surprise: "If it were me, I would definitely want to test the other party's mettle!"

"Heh, fortunately I listened to advice and didn't act rashly!"

The middle-aged man sighed softly: "For the sake of the raw pork scraps business, I made several trips to the United States!"

"I inadvertently learned of something!"

Speaking of this, a trace of lingering fear appeared on his face: "The one providing the transport of raw pork scraps to the other party is a gang from Chinatown!"

This!

The young man was also dumbfounded and said subconsciously: "Can't we snatch it over?"

"Don't say such foolish things, and don't harbor such thoughts!"

The middle-aged man warned: "No one knows what the relationship between that person and the Chinatown gang in the United States is, or if there is any other cooperation?"

"If we rashly alert the other party, they might not have the ability to do anything in Hong Kong, but they have the ability to cut off our channels in the United States, and that would be a loss that outweighs the gain!"

"Then we just watch and give up the huge benefit of monopolizing Hong Kong?"

The young man was somewhat unwilling and continued: "Uncle, the company's investigation report stated it very clearly; this market is quite vast!"

"It's normal that you want to make money, but you have to be alive to spend it!"

The middle-aged man shook his head and said: "Don't create any more complications regarding this matter; let's just earn the money we can earn first!"

Although the young man was reluctant, he could only nod his head in agreement.

In fact, Wu Feng had received a call from the Sai Kung Police Station, which mentioned that someone was investigating him in secret, and even clarified the identity of the other party.

It was just that the other party had no subsequent movements; otherwise, Wu Feng really wouldn't mind letting them see what it meant to have a deep mass foundation.

Additionally, he didn't mind introducing a few more companies into this potential market to increase the intensity of competition.

At this time, Wu Feng's mind was on other matters.

When he was chatting with Senior Inspector Xu Renjie of the Mong Kok Police Station earlier, hadn't he mentioned Li Bancheng?

Although there might not be enough time, he still intended to create some trouble for this person.

In the middle of August, the weather in Hong Kong was quite hot.

However, a report in an obscure tabloid stirred up anxiety and curiosity in the hearts of the Hong Kong people.

The title of the report was quite sensational: "Li Bancheng is vigorously raising massive funds, what exactly is it for?"

The content below was full of conspiracy theories and highly inflammatory rhetoric.

Looking at Li Bancheng's major moves, the shadow of HSBC was very clear.

It could be said that if not for the full support of HSBC, Li Bancheng would at most be a newly emerged rich man in Hong Kong, and it would be absolutely impossible for him to become one of the top ten richest men.

But since 1987, Li Bancheng had been raising massive funds with unprecedented intensity, using his four major listed groups as the core; what was he trying to do?

Had he obtained top-secret economic intelligence from HSBC and wanted to take advantage of a possible stock market crash or economic crisis to directly bottom-fish in Hong Kong and become the richest Chinese person in Hong Kong?

If such a situation really occurred, how would the other wealthy Chinese tycoons feel?

Why did HSBC support Li Bancheng so strongly, and what kind of benefits did Li Bancheng promise HSBC?

It couldn't be that the behemoth enterprises under Li Bancheng had economic problems; rather than believing such speculation, it was better to believe that this was a sign of his grand scheme.

One stone stirred up a thousand waves; the previously unknown tabloid suddenly caused a sensation throughout Hong Kong!

(End of this chapter)