Chapter 148: The Stimulated Hongxing Hall Masters! (Seeking subscriptions)

With over a thousand people voting, the results came out quickly.

Wu Feng won with an absolute advantage!

It wasn't that he couldn't organize more residents with voting rights to turn out, it just wasn't necessary.

Are you kidding? Even the District Councilor in Causeway Bay would be lucky to get one or two thousand votes. If you suddenly produced thousands or even tens of thousands of votes in a backwater like Sai Kung, what were you trying to do?

Show off your strong foundation of popular support in Sai Kung?

Wu Feng just wanted an officially recognized status; he had no intention of working in the District Government, so there was no need to make things difficult for himself.

As a series of procedures were completed, he officially became a Sai Kung District Councilor.

This result was indisputable, and everyone in Sai Kung was very satisfied.

It's ridiculous to say!

Apart from government investment, basically no big shot was willing to take a second look at Sai Kung.

Wu Feng was the big shot with the largest investment, helping many grassroots people in Sai Kung provide better and more stable ways to make money.

A large-scale cold storage warehouse, an oxygen factory, and a seafood market benefited too many Sai Kung residents.

He also bought land in Sai Kung to build residential complexes, providing how many jobs for Sai Kung residents?

During the election, he also promised to improve the traffic from Sai Kung to the outside world.

These promises were all believed by everyone in Sai Kung to be achievable by Wu Feng.

For the next half month, Wu Feng was almost constantly hosting banquets to celebrate.

First, he invited the Sai Kung District Government, then various departments and agencies.

If nothing else, he wanted to become a familiar face so he could move around freely in the future.

The most enthusiastic were some senior officials of the Sai Kung Police Station, which had now spread to the entire station.

There was no help for it; those senior officials had really made a lot of money following Wu Feng.

Before the stock market crash, didn't Wu Feng give two suggestions? Some senior officials at the Sai Kung Police Station, like Xu Renjie at the Mong Kok Police Station, gritted their teeth and followed Wu Feng to place a bet.

The final result was naturally a huge profit!

They didn't have the guts to bet as much as Xu Renjie, but they each made millions.

Especially after seeing the stock market crash, seeing one after another of the previously glamorous rich people become destitute overnight, and some even performing "human flight" (jumping off buildings), it was hard not to feel lingering fear.

You know, among their peers, many also suffered heavy losses due to the stock market crash.

Because of this, their attitude toward Wu Feng, the big financier, was extremely enthusiastic.

After eating and drinking for more than ten days, things finally calmed down.

Only then did he have the free time to leave Sai Kung and return to the Shanghai Street territory.

Having the status of a District Councilor was enough; there was no need to sit in Sai Kung for a long time.

As long as he occasionally introduced some measures to benefit the people, and with the help of numerous Sai Kung underlings to promote them, the local residents would certainly not forget his efforts.

And so, he immediately attended the Hongxing General Hall meeting, and by the way, looked for one or two "suckers"—no, they should be called "enthusiastic people"—to contribute to the development of Sai Kung.

"Yo, isn't this the newly appointed Sai Kung District Councilor? Tell us, how does it feel to be a councilor?"

I don't know if Jing Kun was waiting for him, but as soon as Wu Feng's modified van stopped, this guy appeared in front of him.

Both his face and tone were full of sourness.

"Haha, it really feels quite good!"

Wu Feng got out of the car and teased, "Just yesterday, the senior officers at the Sai Kung Police Station were all taking the initiative to toast me. That feeling was just too refreshing!"

"Is that so?"

Jing Kun was so stimulated that his tone changed. Just thinking about that scene made his body tremble.

Damn it, can't think too much, I really can't take it.

He quickly regained his composure and gritted his teeth at Wu Feng, "Don't get cocky, kid. One day I'll be able to do that too, and then I'll make sure you're watching from the sidelines!"

"Sure!"

Wu Feng smiled, "I heard Brother Kun is from Ciyunshan. Why don't you go back and manage it well? I reckon you could try for the next District Councilor election!"

"Go to hell!"

Jing Kun didn't fall for it and said irritably, "In a place like Ciyunshan, it's not easy to collect votes!"

That was one of the recruitment grounds for several major societies; how could they let him mess around recklessly?

"Then just focus on making movies and become a real film tycoon!"

Wu Feng continued to encourage, "By then, which officer would dare not look up to you!"

"That's a fair point!"

Jing Kun laughed out loud, causing the newly arrived Tuen Mun Hall Master, Uncle Xing, to roll his eyes.

Uncle Xing naturally saw Wu Feng, his expression stiffened, and he went inside without taking the initiative to greet him.

"Hehe, this old guy!"

Jing Kun put his arm around Wu Feng's neck and walked swaggeringly toward the large conference room, muttering, "You don't know, kid, when they heard you were elected Sai Kung District Councilor, the shocked expressions on those guys' faces were so exaggerated!"

"I most want to see your envious, jealous, and hateful expression!"

Wu Feng chuckled, "How about it? Following my lead, is there a future?"

Hmph!

Jing Kun didn't intend to speak, and the two walked into the large conference room with their arms around each other.

"Congratulations, Brother Feng! I didn't expect you to become a councilor in the blink of an eye!"

"Yeah, yeah, Brother Feng has come ashore early. You must take care of your brothers in the future!"

"Brother Feng, teach us some experience. Maybe we can become councilors too!"

"Keep dreaming! You know Brother Feng's style of doing things; can you learn it?"

"Forget it, I still prefer a life of wine and women!"

"..."

The hall masters offered their congratulations one after another, surrounding Wu Feng and talking non-stop, their envy impossible to hide.

"Alright, alright, Mr. Jiang is coming over soon!"

It was Jing Kun who shouted, and the hall masters returned to their seats one after another.

But even so, they would occasionally glance at Wu Feng out of the corner of their eyes.

It was just that Wu Feng suddenly becoming a councilor had too much of an impact on their hearts.

That's a councilor! Often on newspapers and television, a very prestigious existence.

It could even be said that a councilor is a natural member of the upper-class circle!

And the so-called upper-class circle was something they had tried every possible way to find a way into before.

But now, Wu Feng was a member of it so casually. The gap in status and position was something they could clearly feel, and it was understandable that it was hard to accept for a moment.

Wu Feng's attitude toward this was much calmer; he was neither arrogant nor overbearing, just like before, waiting quietly for Jiang Tiansheng to arrive.

Being a councilor, the biggest benefit for him was that he could enter many industries he couldn't intervene in before, such as ATV.

Before, Qiu Degen was worried about his status as a society big shot, but now there was no need to worry.

There was also the real estate industry, which he was now qualified to enter. Of course, whether those real estate tycoons were happy about it was another matter. At least in Sai Kung, no one would say anything if he played in real estate.

"Haha, A-Feng is here too!"

When the time came, Jiang Tiansheng and Chen Yao appeared at the door of the large conference room on time.

Seeing Wu Feng was also there, Jiang Tiansheng was clearly surprised, but soon laughed and said, "Congratulations on successfully becoming a Sai Kung District Councilor!"

In his eyes, however, was undisguised envy.

Clearly, he was stimulated by Jing Kun's success and wanted to learn from him.

This guy, he washed clean and came ashore so easily, while he didn't know how long he would have to work for it?

"Haha, Mr. Jiang is too polite!"

Wu Feng chuckled, "I didn't intend to actively participate in the affairs of the Sai Kung District Government, so it's basically a nominal title, with no power to speak of!"

"In Hong Kong, whether you have power depends on how much Hong Kong dollars you have in your pocket!"

Jiang Tiansheng sat on the Dragon Head chair and chuckled, "With your financial resources, A-Feng, isn't obtaining power an easy matter? The key is that you must have such a name and qualification!"

Clearly, he saw this very clearly, which was why he felt all kinds of envy and jealousy.

However, Wu Feng's success was also a benefit to him.

With the first one, the second one could naturally appear. He might not be able to be the second councilor.

After joking for a while, they quickly got to the point.

First, they had to hand in the money before talking about other things. After Chen Yao counted the money, he handed the account book directly to Jiang Tiansheng, the meaning self-evident.

Seeing this, the relaxed atmosphere in the large conference room suddenly tightened, and the expressions of all the hall masters changed.

Clearly, someone's accounts had problems this time, and the matter could be big or small.

The hall masters subconsciously recalled whether there were any problems with the numbers handed in from their own territories.

To say there were no problems at all would be lying to a ghost!

The general hall's accounts would only have a rough number, and one that could fluctuate up and down.

After all, wanting all the hall masters to be honest and obedient was impossible.

Since ancient times, wealth moves people's hearts; that's not just talk.

Expecting a group of society big shots who hadn't read many books and whose self-control wasn't very reassuring not to have any thoughts was also impossible.

But as long as it was within a certain floating range, the general hall would turn a blind eye.

After all, you couldn't make a hall master lose face because of a few hundred thousand Hong Kong dollars, right?

Even if they were dissatisfied, it wouldn't be too late to communicate privately after the meeting; everyone needed face.

"A-Ji, what's going on with you?"

Jiang Tiansheng was expressionless, threw the account book in front of Brother Ji, and said coldly, "With such a big difference, does the society still need to follow the rules?"

"This, Mr. Jiang, I have my difficulties!"

Cold sweat dripped from Brother Ji's forehead. His complexion, which hadn't been very good since he recovered, was now somewhat pale. He smiled bitterly, "I've been lying in the hospital for almost a month. When I came back, my underlings didn't really listen to me, and the money that should have been handed in also had problems!"

Hearing this, the hall masters present showed disdain: Do you still want face?

You can't even control your own underlings, and you have the face to say it here? You're really awesome!

This time, Brother Ji, the famous fence-sitter, was afraid he would be in big trouble.

Wu Feng didn't think so; he could only say Brother Ji was lucky.

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