Chapter 201: A Spur-of-the-Moment Idea (Please Subscribe)

"Feng Ge, I'd like to ask you about something!"

Over the receiver, Guanzaisen's voice carried a tone of extreme caution.

"What is it?"

Wu Feng's expression was calm, his tone teasing: "You guy, you wouldn't be calling if there wasn't something up!"

"Haha, look at you, Feng Ge, saying that—am I really that kind of person?"

Even through the receiver, one could hear Guanzaisen's embarrassment on the other end.

"Whether you are or not, you know in your heart!"

Wu Feng couldn't be bothered with small talk and got straight to the point: "Speak, what exactly do you want to ask?"

"It's like this..."

Guanzaisen didn't waffle either; he explained the reason for his call directly, then concluded: "I'm just inquiring, I have no other intentions, Feng Ge, please don't be angry!"

He was indeed afraid of displeasing Wu Feng; this was the proper attitude to take with a financial backer.

Not to mention, Wu Feng's strength was far greater than his own, so he dared not be negligent.

"This matter, I did it!"

Wu Feng said nonchalantly: "You can just tell that young master directly; I'm not worried about him taking revenge!"

"Feng Ge is domineering!"

Cold sweat broke out on Guanzaisen's forehead; after offering a bit of flattery, he said cautiously: "Feng Ge, do you want me to help mediate, maybe put it a bit more tactfully..."

Both sides were big shots, and he didn't want to offend either one.

Not to mention Wu Feng—whether he could continue to hang around Mong Kok in the future, and whether he could live comfortably, all depended on Wu Feng's mood; that was no exaggeration.

In fact, if Wu Feng demanded it, he would even find an opportunity to put a sack over that idiot rich second-generation's head and beat him with a club without the slightest hesitation.

As for that idiot rich second-generation, he was, after all, a financial backer who provided money, so it was best not to offend him if possible.

He was very clear that once you offended one of these people, you offended the whole lot.

These guys were all the highest-quality clientele for the nightclubs.

"No need for that, just say it exactly as it is!"

Wu Feng chuckled: "Are you saying that when I, your father, am in the right, I still have to bow my head to some wealthy young master?"

Speaking to this point, his tone turned cold: "Does he even have the qualifications?"

"Alright then!"

Guanzaisen was so scared his legs went weak; naturally, he dared not get involved as a peacemaker.

After understanding Wu Feng's intentions, he prepared to hang up.

"Eh, Sen Ge, you don't seem to be on Shanghai Street?"

At this moment, Wu Feng's curious inquiry came through the receiver: "Are you planning to give up the Shanghai Street territory? Your Big Brother Long Gen would agree to that? How come I haven't heard a whisper of this?"

"How could that be?"

Guanzaisen hurriedly explained: "My Big Brother has other matters to attend to, so he let me temporarily hold down the fort at the Tuodi. Anyway, with Feng Ge holding down Shanghai Street, no trouble will come of it!"

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but become more talkative: "Feng Ge is truly impressive!"

"This Beauty Pageant organized through Asia Television is truly sweeping across all of Hong Kong!"

"Portland Street has been greatly affected; wealthy young masters who rarely came here to play have all been running over recently to splash around Hong Kong Dollars, and business has become much easier!"

"What, you guys couldn't wait to publicize the information of the contestants?"

Wu Feng immediately caught the subtext and asked curiously: "You guys really have something wrong with your brains, damn it!"

"The momentum of the Beauty Pageant is so huge, and the more than one hundred contestants participating in the closed-door training are all seeing their fame grow significantly!"

"At this time, the best thing to do is to help them continue to improve their substance and abilities, striving to go further in the Beauty Pageant, or to strive for more and greater exposure—wouldn't that increase their value even more?"

"Damn it, publicizing them now—once they are targeted by those wealthy young masters, they won't have the heart to improve themselves anymore, and I reckon they won't go very far!"

Speaking to this point, Wu Feng said irritably: "I don't know what you guys are thinking!"

"This, my Big Brother didn't think too much about it!"

Guanzaisen was very embarrassed and said gloomily: "Feng Ge, you're right, the prospects are indeed bright!"

"But with many of the top-tier hostesses of the nightclubs not appearing for three months, or their appearances being greatly reduced, the impact on business is also huge; the Big Brothers can't hold out either!"

"Bullshit, can't hold out!"

Wu Feng laughed and scolded: "Alright, stop spouting this nonsense to me; do you really think I don't know what you guys are thinking?"

"Anyway, I'll say the ugly words first: the rules of the Beauty Pageant are set there, don't you dare make it look too ugly for me; the profits during this period exceed ten million Hong Kong Dollars!"

"Whoever dares to smash the reputation of the Beauty Pageant, I will drive that gang out of Yau Tsim Mong!"

"I mean what I say; Sen Ge, you just help me pass the word along. As for whether others listen, that's none of your business, how about it?"

"Fine, it's just passing on a message, right?"

Guanzaisen patted his chest and guaranteed: "I will definitely convey it properly!"

He had intended to hang up directly, but after thinking about it, he added: "Feng Ge, that unlucky young master who had the conflict with you is a friend of the second son of the Lin Baiyi family!"

"Oh, Lin Ershao is right there with you?"

Wu Feng immediately reacted and chuckled: "It seems business at the Wo Shing Shing nightclub on Portland Street is very good, even such a top-tier rich second-generation is willing to patronize it!"

"Haha, Feng Ge is too kind, I can only say it's thanks to the Beauty Pageant!"

Guanzaisen was somewhat proud, yet somewhat cautious: "Feng Ge, look..."

"Don't worry, just tell the truth and it will be fine!"

Wu Feng laughed: "It's just that I don't know, have you and Lin Ershao established a connection, Sen Ge?"

At this moment, a bold idea suddenly popped into his mind.

The next moment, a rough scheme to trap someone immediately flooded his mind, and the target was naturally self-evident.

The clothing factories in the Mainland, as well as the cargo-running business established with Jiang Tiansheng and Han Bin, had, after all, already touched upon the market share of Lin Baiyi's overseas clothing business.

Although this fellow had not made the slightest move until now, it seemed as if he had no intention of targeting anyone at all.

Yet even Lin Dashao, who had tipped him off before, knew that the matter could not be brushed aside so easily; otherwise, why would he have called to tip him off in the first place? Was it just for fun?

Wu Feng had always kept his guard up, but at present, his own momentum had already formed, and he possessed a fairly impressive defensive capability, so even if he faced Lin Baiyi, he would not be defeated in a single blow.

He could even make Lin Baiyi suffer a major loss when necessary!

But being on guard all the time was not a solution; no one knew how much influence, how deep a foundation, or how many resources a traditional Hong Kong Dadaheng like Lin Baiyi could mobilize.

There was no need to think twice to know that if this guy really targeted Wu Feng, it would absolutely not be as simple as just a warning.

After all, at this moment, Wu Feng was no longer some small fry who could be easily manipulated.

Lin Baiyi could not possibly be unaware of the principle that if you fail to kill a snake, you will suffer from it later.

Of course, the possibility of an all-out war was also not high!

To repeat the same point, Wu Feng's strength and scale had already reached their current level, and he was simply not someone who could be taken down just because someone wanted to; did they really think the titles of media Dadaheng and entertainment Dadaheng were just blown out of proportion?

The greatest possibility was likely that Lin Baiyi had gotten hold of some leverage over Wu Feng!

Then, by using capital-based methods to aggressively infiltrate the enterprises and factories under Wu Feng, he would slowly seize the dominant position.

It might even reach a point where it would be hard to say whether the owner of the industries under Wu Feng would still be Wu Feng himself.

There was really no need to doubt whether a Hong Kong Dadaheng like Lin Baiyi had such means and energy.

Naturally, Wu Feng could not accept such a situation occurring!

Are you kidding? With the future knowledge stored in his brain, even starting over would not be considered a very difficult thing; why should he work like a beast of burden for others for nothing to increase their wealth?

It was just that the Hong Kong business circle had its own rules, and before any changes occurred, it was not easy for him to play any underhanded tricks; that was a last resort.

Fortunately, with Lin Dashao as an inside man, if Lin Baiyi made any major moves, he basically could not hide them from Wu Feng.

But if Lin Baiyi made any small moves, it was impossible for Lin Dashao to know everything.

Blindly playing defense was not Wu Feng's style of doing things.

The best result, naturally, was to maintain the current status quo.

Originally, Wu Feng did not have much of a clue, but now he suddenly had a bold plan.

Targeting Lin Baiyi would likely not succeed, but if he targeted Lin Ershao, then the situation would be hard to say.

At this moment, Lin Ershao was definitely not as relaxed as he appeared on the surface!

Even if he had successfully secured his position as a high-level executive in the family's core enterprise, this remained true!

There was no other reason; the pressure exerted by Lin Dashao was absolutely greater than one could imagine!

With Wu Feng's help, Lin Dashao was no longer just a successful Hong Kong businessman at this point; he had the momentum to rapidly chase down the old-school Dadahengs.

The businesses under his command at this time were no longer limited to just the overseas Arcade Machine trade!

Oh, the overseas Arcade Machine trade still provided massive, billion-unit-scale revenue for the trading company founded by Lin Dashao, and it had even aroused the jealousy of quite a few old-school wealthy families.

The reason was very simple: Fengmang Game Production Company, under Wu Feng, had successfully launched its own products.

Products like the Arcade Game of the same name, *Swallow Li San*, and the original fighting game *Fist Tyrant*, had all been launched into the market and received great acclaim.

Especially the *Fist Tyrant* fighting game, which even had a trend of becoming a hit across all of East Asia and Southeast Asia!

With Wu Feng's guidance, while avoiding the elements that caused the first generation of *Street Fighter* to flop, the effect of *Fist Tyrant* after its launch was quite good.

It almost replicated the explosive scene when the first *A Better Tomorrow* Arcade Machine was released!

At that time, it was a terrifying record that could suppress the *Contra* craze in both Hong Kong and Macau!

The appearance of the *Fist Tyrant* Arcade Game once again ignited the Arcade Machine market.

There were no energy blasts, no Qi-related stuff, just pure fisticuffs and combat.

It was just that the attack patterns of different fighters were different; in Wu Feng's view, it was even more playable than the classic second-generation *Street Fighter*, so it would be strange if it didn't become a hit.

As a result, even Wu Feng had not expected that the sales of the *Fist Tyrant* Arcade Machine in Europe and America would also explode.

Lin Dashao's assets naturally increased rapidly along with it!

Originally, he had already accumulated a staggering cash flow last year, and now it was even more incredible.

Fortunately, the Mainland Arcade Machine motherboard factory had sufficient supply, so they did not waste the opportunity and lose massive profits like they did with the first *A Better Tomorrow* Arcade Machine.

Relying solely on the overseas Arcade Machine trade, Lin Dashao could become a billion-level Dadaheng!

But his avenues for making money had expanded quite a bit under Wu Feng's guidance and help.

For example, filming the urban workplace drama *Big Designer*, which also made the female lead in the show a hit, as well as the light luxury clothing brand Lin Dashao started, which became a dark horse among light luxury clothing brands in one fell swoop.

At the same time, the Air Fryer that Wu Feng had designed by professionals in Hong Kong and manufactured in Mainland factories was also successfully sold into the Europe and America markets through Lin Dashao's channels.

At the very beginning, Lin Dashao did not care at all!

He just treated it as doing Wu Feng a small favor, and did not even intend to take the normal commission fee.

If not for Wu Feng's insistence, this guy would have intended to work for nothing!

Wu Feng would never be so unwise; he knew the power of the Air Fryer, which could definitely occupy a place in the Europe and America kitchenware market.

That was a big deal, and the amount of money involved was definitely not a small number!

In the short term, Lin Dashao helping for free was fine, but how could he be expected to work for free in the long run?

If one followed normal international trade, the time required to successfully break into the Europe and America markets would not be something that could be done in three or five years, and one would also have to guard against competition from products with similar functions.

Those large Europe and America conglomerates were not honest or upright existences!

When the profits were not large, they were too lazy to bother and were naturally willing to abide by the rules they had set themselves.

But once the profits were large enough, whatever rules or contract spirit there were, those were all things that could be discarded at will, no different from waste paper.

Like those rebirth novels, using a platform like the Canton Fair to attract Europe and America merchants to slowly transition and finally successfully break into those large supermarkets was not such an easy thing.

Even using Hong Kong as a springboard, it was not that simple to succeed!

It was not as if Wu Feng had not consulted relevant professionals; although their answers were not consistent, they all expressed the difficulty involved.

Yet, through Lin Dashao's private channels, products like the Air Fryer could quickly enter the mainstream markets of Europe and America, avoiding far too much trouble and hassle.

Those who had a good relationship with Lin Dashao were either local kingpins or young masters of equal status; their influence might not be vast, but getting certain things done was still quite easy.

Since he was utilizing Lin Dashao's resources, Wu Feng naturally would not be stingy with sufficient benefits; this was the way to a long-term relationship, and he would not have a lapse in judgment regarding this.

The results were quite significant!

This thing called the Air Fryer perfectly suited the needs of families in Europe and America, on the same level as ovens and microwaves, and sales climbed rapidly in a short period of time.

Although Lin Dashao was not earning much at the moment, anyone who wasn't a fool could see that Lin Dashao had once again seized a massive gold mine.

With this, Lin Dashao's reputation in the Hong Kong business circle rose by another notch!

If not for his lack of real assets and foundation, he could truly compare himself to the Chinese Red Mansion of Hong Kong at this moment.

In other words, the current Lin Dashao had successfully become a member of the Hong Kong wealthy circle, rather than the previously unfavored eldest son of the Lin Baiyi family.

One can imagine how great a provocation such a change in status was for Lin Ershao!

Furthermore, the core enterprise of the Lin Baiyi family—that is, the garment business—had already reached its end; unless the Hong Kong British Government was willing to lift restrictions, the current scale was the limit.

Lin Ershao was merely a high-level executive in the core enterprise, not someone like the president!

If anyone said he had no thoughts about this, Wu Feng would not believe it even if beaten to death!

It just so happened that as long as he could scheme against Lin Ershao, Lin Baiyi's troubles would no longer be troubles.

I am at the hospital for a physical examination these past two days.

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(End of this chapter)