Chapter 180: No More Thirteen Sisters! (Please subscribe)

In fact, the boutique A-grade goods factory in the Mainland would sooner or later have the possibility of being exposed.

With such a large output and such a large shipment volume, it was impossible to hide it.

As long as one had some energy, it was not difficult to investigate the general situation.

Why did Lin Baiyi find out the clues first?

It was a very simple truth: it involved the family business.

A large number of boutique A-grade goods appeared in Southeast Asia and European and American markets, which would naturally snatch the market share of other clothing brands; this was a certain thing.

Coincidentally, the clothing business of Lin Baiyi's family in overseas markets was impacted.

In fact, the stable clothing market is similar to the retail industry, and they are all cash cow-level industries.

Because of the quota restrictions of the Hong Kong British Government, the clothing industry of Lin Baiyi's family had reached a saturation state and could not continue to expand its market share.

But relying on the stable market share, the annual revenue from the clothing business was also an astonishing profit in units of 100 million Hong Kong dollars.

Now, the original stable market share was impacted, so naturally, it had to be investigated properly.

Even if it was just a fluctuation of a few points, it was a profit in units of millions of Hong Kong dollars.

As a result, they found Wu Feng's clothing factory in the Mainland!

Digging deeper, they dug out the huge goods-running business with Jiang Tiansheng and Han Bin as the link.

This matter was originally handled by Young Master Lin Er.

After he got the accurate news, he said it at home for the first time.

His face was full of excitement, as if he had caught some kind of handle.

At that time, Young Master Lin was also dining on the side, only feeling it was very funny.

Lin Baiyi didn't have such an excited look after hearing it, but fell into silence.

As an old oiler in the business world, he knew the power better than Young Master Lin Er.

The output of Wu Feng's clothing factory in the Mainland was not low, so naturally, the value of the boutique A-grade goods clothing transported through Jiang Tiansheng and Han Bin was definitely not low.

Once they rashly moved their business, they knew how astonishing the counterattack would be without thinking.

The Lin family's reputation was astonishing, but that was just in Hong Kong.

But once they left Hong Kong, they were just a big tycoon with money.

If they couldn't directly solve Jiang Tiansheng and Han Bin, the Lin family would have no peace in the future.

Especially when Lin Baiyi knew Jiang Tiansheng's identity, he didn't dare to act rashly.

In Hong Kong, the big tycoon class indeed used the society as a night pot, but it didn't mean that the society really had no power to counterattack; that was impossible.

But the big tycoons mastered money and resources, and could induce with profit, plus the suppression and cooperation of white-path forces, only then could they make the society forces honestly listen.

But the interests involved in the boutique A-grade goods business were afraid that they had reached a scale of hundreds of millions of Hong Kong dollars.

With such a big plate, wanting the other party to give up easily, how could it be possible?

As for the Lin family

Lin Baiyi considered this for a while, then assigned a task to Lin Ershao: to conduct a detailed investigation into Wu Feng's clothing factory in the Mainland. If it could be proven that he was clearly involved in smuggling, it would be much easier to manipulate him.

As for Lin Dashao, who was standing nearby, he had been ignored by Lin Baiyi from beginning to end.

And so, after finishing his meal, Lin Dashao went straight to tip off Wu Feng.

Wu Feng chuckled; he hadn't expected that after going around in circles, he would still have to clash with Lin Baiyi.

He didn't feel much apprehension in his heart, nor did he believe Lin Baiyi could suppress him.

The clothing factory in the Mainland had absolutely no issues.

All clothing shipped out of the factory went through official, legitimate channels.

Wu Feng wasn't a fool; how could he possibly leave such a huge loophole?

Not to mention, the clothing factory was definitely a star enterprise in Pengcheng.

Although it was currently still in a tax-exemption period, the factory's ripple effect was already quite significant.

However, to guard against sudden changes, Wu Feng still made a call to Chairman Liao of the Yindu Institution to arrange a visit for the following day.

The seven-seater business van soon arrived at Mong Kok's Shanghai Street, which was becoming increasingly prosperous and bustling.

Come to think of it, outsiders certainly wouldn't believe it.

Including Shanghai Street, Garden Street, Tongcai Street, and Xintian Street, this entire area had not seen a conflict between triads for over half a year.

Compared to Causeway Bay across the harbor, the public security environment here was much better.

Because of this, it attracted quite a lot of customer traffic from Causeway Bay.

There was no helping it; anyone going out to play was looking for a good time, and they naturally detested disputes between triads, not to mention the possibility of getting caught in the crossfire.

Plus, the several streets frequently hosted various sports and entertainment competitions that were featured on Asia Television programs, which naturally attracted more fun-loving customers.

Since the Lunar New Year, the customer traffic on Shanghai Street had increased significantly.

Business at various nightclubs and entertainment venues had also seen a substantial boost.

Wu Feng didn't even need to give orders; his underlings were quite conscious about maintaining this environment.

When customers had fun, it saved them a lot of trouble as well.

Even the venues belonging to Dongxing and Wo Shing were following the lead of Hongxing's venues.

There were certainly still messy incidents, but compared to the past and other places, they were much fewer.

It was said that even the business at the mahjong parlor Guanzaisen had handed over to him to manage had increased by twenty or thirty percent.

"Big Brother is back!"

Cui Xiaoxiao stood by the window on the third floor of the mahjong parlor and happened to see the motorcade consisting of the seven-seater business van Wu Feng was riding in, along with two vans.

Ahem, Wu Feng's travel mode was basically known to all triad members in Mong Kok.

Whenever they saw a motorcade made up of vans, it was basically a given that he was the one traveling.

It was said that in private, many triad bigwigs were laughing at Wu Feng for putting on such a grand display.

Wu Feng naturally ignored this!

Personal safety was the key; anyway, having operated in Hong Kong until now, he had never encountered the classic scene of being surrounded and hacked by knife-wielders, and he felt quite proud of that.

Jige was the best example!

He had been stabbed several times by his own underling; if he hadn't run away quickly, he would have been dead long ago.

If he were like Wu Feng, always followed by a few close-protection underlings, how could such a thing have happened?

"So he's back, what's there to be so surprised about?"

Her father, Chui Shui Da, was playing mahjong while puffing away, looking quite carefree.

This guy's mahjong skills were quite good; he had already managed to make it to the third-floor VIP room, which clearly meant his gains while battling on the first and second floors hadn't been small.

"I am now an official Four-Nine of the Hongxing Sai Kung Branch!"

Cui Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes and retorted, "If I can show my face in front of Big Brother, I might have a chance to be promoted to Straw Sandal or White Paper Fan in the future; that would be true glory!"

"When that time comes, I'll ask Big Brother to let me manage the mahjong parlor, and I'll just have you, Dad, be a sparring partner every day. Let's see if you can still be so relaxed then!"

"Damn, do you have to be so ruthless?"

Chui Shui Da was startled and snapped, "I'm your father!"

"So what if you're my father?"

Cui Xiaoxiao said triumphantly, "Aren't you just a Four-Nine of the Mong Kok Branch? Our status in the society is about the same, and my future status will definitely be higher than yours!"

These words left Chui Shui Da feeling quite depressed, and the other players at the table couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Cui Xiaoxiao, who was Shisimei in the movie, had by this time joined the Hongxing Sai Kung Branch.

The Big Brother she served was the Sai Kung Branch White Paper Fan, Wang Zhi!

There was no helping it; the other two bigwigs of the Sai Kung Branch, Red Pole Zhang Yong and Straw Sandal Li Xin, recruited underlings primarily based on them being male, and preferably with some martial arts skills.

Because of her father Chui Shui Da, she had skipped being a Blue Lantern and became an official Four-Nine.

At the Sai Kung Branch, an official Four-Nine had a fixed monthly salary ranging from eight hundred to one thousand.

They were also provided with lunch and dinner every day, which was quite a generous benefit.

At the very least, she didn't have to worry about her stomach, and life was quite leisurely.

The reason Wang Zhi was willing to take Cui Xiaoxiao in was mainly because his finance company had a need.

The finance company under the Sai Kung Branch had bought up many commercial properties during the previous stock market crash.

For some matters that required negotiation, it was more appropriate for Cui Xiaoxiao to step forward.

Otherwise, every time something came up, a fierce-looking thug would show up, turning a reasonable situation into an unreasonable one.

Of course, after joining the Sai Kung Branch, unless her luck was heaven-defying, it was unlikely that the Portland Street Big Sister Shisimei from the movie would ever appear.

The Sai Kung Branch had a quite good relationship with the Mong Kok Police Station.

Situations like the police finding fault, as seen in the movies, were basically unlikely to occur.

Besides, there were plenty of thugs in the Sai Kung Branch willing to risk their lives, so it wouldn't be Cui Xiaoxiao's turn to step up.

Given the current situation of the Mong Kok Branch, there was simply no need for Jiang Tiansheng to split it up.

Without Jiang Tiansheng's support, Cui Xiaoxiao could never have had the chance to reach the top in one step!

Most importantly, Cui Xiaoxiao didn't have any combat power.

Even if she were lucky enough to be promoted, it wouldn't be easy for her to gather the thugs of the Sai Kung Branch, so it was quite difficult for her to gain momentum.

As for the melodramatic affair of having a secret crush on the Dongxing Tsim Sha Tsui Tiger Kele, that was even less likely to happen.

In the movie, Kele was able to charm Cui Xiaoxiao because he had high combat power, possessing the aura of a Portland Street underground boxing champion, and only then came his handsome looks.

Right now, where was there any room for Kele to perform?

Among the contestants of the "Unlimited Fighting Tournament," which one wasn't an expert?

If Kele entered the competition, he probably wouldn't even make it into the top thirty-two!

In short, Cui Xiaoxiao had joined the Sai Kung Branch, so her life would likely be worry-free, and she might even live the life of a little rich girl; as for being as majestic as in the movie, that was no longer possible.

In fact, the Shisimei in the movie wasn't all that majestic either.

A single Chuanbao dared to take action against one of the twelve spokespersons of Hongxing.

If it were Jing Kun, let's see if he would have the guts!

Wu Feng didn't know that Cui Xiaoxiao had become his protégé.

If he had known, he probably would have given her some opportunities.

After all, Cui Xiaoxiao was one of the main characters in the movie, the kind who carried their own destiny.

The seven-seater business van arrived directly at the Tong Lau residence; Wu Feng had no intention of going to the Dafuhao Sauna, as it was a bit too small to serve as a headquarters.

(End of chapter)