Chapter 134: I Call the Shots! (Please subscribe)

Near vermilion, one gets stained red; near ink, one gets stained black!

This saying is truly not just for show; it is quite clearly reflected in the conduct of his subordinate, the "Big Di" White Paper Fan, Wang Zhi.

When Wang Zhi first entered Wu Feng's line of sight, he still carried the hot-blooded loyalty of a low-level triad member. Although his style of doing things could not be called refined, one could still see that his true state of mind was relatively positive.

But after becoming a "Big Di" and coming into contact with many mid-level triad members, the man took a giant stride toward becoming a "refined scoundrel," which also gave Wu Feng quite a headache.

Regardless, he does not allow his subordinates' finance companies to engage in lending.

He couldn't care less about what others do or how much profit there is in lending; "not allowed" means not allowed.

If the guy just used the finance company's funds to open a few more nightclubs, he wouldn't say a word.

When it came to the Red Pole Zhang Yong, the guy said gloomily, "Big Brother, what exactly is the arrangement for the underground fighting ring?"

"As time passes, our group keeps fighting exhibition matches, and the appeal is no longer enough!"

"Then have you thought of ways to increase the appeal?"

Wu Feng asked curiously, "It can't be that I have to come up with every single idea, right?"

"I do want to invite people, but the vast majority are unwilling to come!"

When Zhang Yong mentioned this, he became even more depressed: "Either they complain the appearance fee isn't high enough, or they feel our brothers fight too fiercely and worry about getting injured!"

"Didn't you go to the martial arts schools to find people?"

Wu Feng became interested: "There are quite a few martial arts schools in Hong Kong; I don't believe you can't find a few who will come out!"

"There are some, but the number is still not enough!"

Zhang Yong explained: "Even if we fight every one of our brothers, we'll be bored in ten days at most!"

"Alright, I have an idea about this; I'll arrange it tomorrow!"

Wu Feng chuckled: "It's estimated we can get on television. When that time comes, you guys better not get weak-kneed, or that would be a huge joke!"

"Getting on TV so soon?"

Not to mention Zhang Yong, Li Xin and Wang Zhi beside him couldn't help but show surprised expressions.

They had learned of his general intentions from Big Brother Wu Feng: he wanted to hold a formal fighting competition!

Among which, naturally, there would be no shortage of television station promotion and cooperation.

It's just that they didn't expect that after Big Brother went to ATV a few times, he had actually negotiated the cooperation?

"Why don't you believe it? You'll know tomorrow!"

Wu Feng laughed: "If we create enough influence, the advertising revenue and competition prize money will be enough to make most capable guys tempted!"

"We believe, we believe, we certainly believe!"

Zhang Yong said hurriedly: "It just feels a bit too rushed, and we aren't quite prepared!"

"Didn't you say the underground fighting ring was gradually losing its appeal?"

Wu Feng waved his hand: "My idea is very simple: expand the audience base!"

"In the current Hong Kong, there is no such competition yet; it will definitely attract some viewers!"

"As long as there are viewers, there will be advertisements, and then we can cooperate with Macau to open up offshore betting!"

"Not to mention making a fortune, but the appearance fees for the competitors can certainly be guaranteed!"

"The key is that you need to fight well and fiercely; this is something you, as the person in charge, need to consider. You absolutely cannot sacrifice the entertainment value!"

"Then, wouldn't that become a scripted competition?"

Zhang Yong's face turned bitter again: "I'm just afraid the outside fighters won't be willing to cooperate!"

"Then force them to cooperate with strength on the ring!"

Wu Feng said with a smile: "I think no fighter who steps into the ring would want to fail to last even ten seconds; that would be too embarrassing!"

"Fine, I will do my best to handle this!"

Zhang Yong gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "If it really doesn't work, I'll have to ask Big Brother to take action personally!"

Wu Feng waved his hand, signaling them to get lost if there was nothing else. If it really came to that, he naturally wouldn't stand idly by; after all, it was the first cooperation with ATV.

After the three "Big Di" left, things became completely quiet here.

It was only half a month away, not a year or a half.

The companies under his command were already on the right track and didn't need him to stare at them every moment.

As long as he firmly held the power of finance and personnel, and did a good job of supervision during normal times, there was no need to pay too much attention to the rest. Otherwise, why hire management at high salaries?

After handling some trivial matters, seeing the sky darken, he returned to his residence to rest.

There were really few scoundrels from other triads who dared to provoke the nightclubs on Shanghai Street. There was no need for Wu Feng to sit in the local headquarters every day.

Of course, there was no shortage of drunken fights in the nightclubs every day.

The nightclub security underlings were already used to it and had formed a procedural handling measure.

Anyway, as long as the troublemakers paid compensation according to the rules, there was no need to make a big fuss.

The good environment of some nightclubs on Shanghai Street was now gradually spreading among the white-collar group.

Every night, many white-collar workers came to play, and the reputation was getting better and better.

As long as they were normal people, they hoped the environment where they played was stable and free of messy things, and they were willing to spend money there.

Anyone who had watched a few Hong Kong urban films knew what the environment of ordinary nightclubs was like.

Fighting and brawling were the norm; the key was that some security underlings didn't follow the rules, which was what the guests who came to play feared most.

After returning to his residence, Wu Feng followed his habit of loosening his muscles and bones first, and then went to the therapy room to enjoy a massage before returning to his room to sleep.

Ahem, Li Saifeng was still filming in the Mainland and hadn't returned, and as for Weng Hong, she was also in a filming state.

Fengrui Film and Television Company had deep cooperation with Yindu Institution; generally, scenes filmed in Hong Kong were shot at the studios under Yindu.

There, all kinds of facilities were complete, and there were dormitories and canteens.

Fengrui Film and Television Company had a rule: whenever filming at Yindu's studios, all creators and main actors must stay in the dormitories to film with peace of mind.

As for things like "scheduling conflicts" (filming multiple movies at once), at least at this time, such big stars hadn't appeared yet!

It was also because of this that Weng Hong didn't know Wu Feng had returned, and even if she did, she couldn't rush back.

The next day, Wu Feng woke up on time according to his biological clock.

He called his bodyguards and close underlings to exercise together.

As for whether these guys were willing or not, that was not something he should care about.

Fortunately, he didn't have the habit of sparring in the morning; otherwise, some bodyguards and close underlings wouldn't be thinking about going out today, as having a bruised and swollen face was too conspicuous.

After eating a hearty breakfast, Wu Feng took a car straight to ATV.

In the car, he flipped through a few major newspapers; the enthusiasm for the intense discussion about Li Bancheng had dissipated, and there wasn't even information about it in the newspapers.

It was as if this matter had never happened.

In fact, that was the result of Li Bancheng spending money on public relations.

"Mong Kok News" had received 500,000 in advertising fees, the purpose naturally being to hope the newspaper would not continue to report on Li Bancheng's affairs.

If it weren't for Wu Feng's nod, "Mong Kok News" wouldn't have let go so easily.

In fact, recalling the content of some urban rebirth novels he had read in his previous life, he was quite familiar with the stock market crash of '87, which was coming soon.

In Wu Feng's view, Li Bancheng's move was a bit like trying to cover up something.

It seemed he also knew the approximate time of the stock market crash!

Needless to say, it must have been HSBC's information channel; he should have understood the secret information from Wall Street in the United States, otherwise he wouldn't have given people a sense of urgency to suppress the news.

It was just unclear whether those big tycoons in Hong Kong had noticed.

With their keen sense of smell, they should have noticed something!

How could someone who could build a family fortune to the scale of ten billion be an ordinary character?

If they didn't have enough skill and ability, they wouldn't be able to catch even a heaven-sent fortune.

This time, Wu Feng intended to get involved secretly; there was no reason for all the benefits to go to Li Bancheng and the HSBC that covered for him.

Even in Japan and the United States, he would get involved through layers of white gloves.

Don't doubt the strength of these two, so Wu Feng only invested one or two hundred million dollars.

It was estimated that it would empty out the cash flow he had accumulated for more than half a year, and he would have to borrow some!

Fortunately, his little cash flow could only be considered an inconspicuous shrimp to Wall Street and large European and American financial groups; as long as he didn't toss and turn too much, he wouldn't be easily hit.

This was still investment before the Internet era; once the Internet era arrived, it would be even more difficult to hide the origin of funds.

The car soon arrived at the ATV building, and Wu Feng went to the chairman's office with ease.

Qiu Degen's complexion looked neither good nor bad, and he didn't know how the Far East Group was doing.

It was estimated that it wasn't much better.

"What, Wu wants ATV to broadcast a fighting competition?"

Qiu Degen was taken aback when he heard Wu Feng's intention and asked curiously, "This fighting competition, it wouldn't be something Wu created, right?"

"That's natural!"

Wu Feng didn't hide it and chuckled, "There are quite a few people practicing martial arts in Hong Kong, and there are many experts!"

"As long as protective measures are done well, their fighting will definitely be quite exciting and fierce!"

"Of course, this matter also involves part of the interests of me and my brothers; wanting to make money and gain fame through a fighting competition, it's just that simple!"

"But Hong Kong television stations have never broadcast such events!"

Qiu Degen hesitated, "If the ratings are not good, wouldn't it be a waste of Wu's intentions?"

"Haha, Qiu doesn't need to be so euphemistic!"

Wu Feng said boldly, "Since there is no such precedent before, let's set the precedent!"

"Qiu, if we can cooperate with Macau, I think there will be many people paying attention to the competition!"

"Is Wu wanting to open an offshore betting market through Macau?"

Qiu Degen's eyes lit up, and he immediately felt that this program had great potential.

He even thought of how to make a profit, and it was an idea to make big money.

Of course, this required Wu Feng's cooperation; it was just unclear how big Wu Feng's appetite was.

As a result of the discussion, Wu Feng's appetite was really not as big as he imagined. Qiu Degen immediately decided to do this program, and it was the elites of ATV who would take action personally.

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