Chapter 90: Don't Think I Can't Scare You to Death

Boom!

The Senior Inspector surnamed Liang felt as if his head were about to explode at this moment.

He knew that this time, he had absolutely poked a hornet's nest!

At this moment, his palms were sweating and trembling slightly.

Offending a large number of his subordinates was not something to be taken lightly.

From now on, it would not be so easy for him to call upon his subordinates to get things done.

He even had to be on guard at all times, lest his subordinates find dirt on him and deal him a fatal blow.

Yet, at this moment, Wu Feng's words continued: "I wonder if the person who asked you to take action made any guarantees that, after driving me out of the Pork Trotter Rice market, they could still provide the police station officers with affordable and high-quality meals?"

"Oh, I forgot to mention, I've also arranged for a food stall over at the government building!"

Seeing the Senior Inspector surnamed Liang's body sway slightly, Wu Feng couldn't help but reveal a satisfied smile and said calmly: "Inspector Liang, do you know how much the pork trotters I supply cost per catty?"

Without waiting for the other party to speak, he said to himself: "Ten dollars a catty!"

"After deducting all sorts of messy costs, I can only earn four or five dollars per catty of pork trotters!"

"How is that possible?"

The Senior Inspector surnamed Liang exclaimed in shock. He was not some young master who had never done a day's work; he sometimes cooked for himself at home, so he naturally knew the price of pork trotters at the wet market.

"There is nothing impossible about it!"

Wu Feng sneered: "People in the United States don't eat pork trotters; they treat them as waste to be thrown away when slaughtering pigs, so my cost of sourcing is even lower!"

"But I was worried about disrupting the market and causing a stir, so I stubbornly refused to send these cheap pork trotters into the wet markets!"

"Furthermore, I can tell you that I supply nearly ten thousand low-level brothers from the Hung Hing and Wo Shing, and the price is still ten dollars a catty!"

"Right now, I supply all the numerous Pork Trotter Rice stalls and mobile food carts across Hong Kong!"

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but click his tongue, swept a glance at the ashen-faced Inspector Liang, and said amusedly: "I really don't know where you got the guts to cause me trouble, Inspector Liang!"

"If things go wrong, you'll be cutting off the livelihood of so many triad brothers; I'm afraid the number of guys scrambling to kill you would make you doubt your life!"

"I, I, no, you..."

The Senior Inspector surnamed Liang was clearly frightened. Just thinking about that terrifying scene was enough to keep him awake at night, and now he couldn't even speak properly.

"And there's more!"

Wu Feng said in a flat tone: "I also own a newspaper office; the circulation of *Mong Kok News* has already exceeded 110,000 copies, and the circulation of *Night Color* has also exceeded 30,000 copies!"

"I am also the boss of Fengrui Film and Television Company. The Folk Fantasy Films, thriller horror films, and even youth campus films produced by the company can all sell copyrights in Europe and America. In other words, I have a bit of a reputation in the European and American film circles, to say nothing of the Hong Kong film circle!"

After saying this, he stared straight at the Senior Inspector surnamed Liang, whose forehead was covered in cold sweat and who looked on the verge of collapse, and asked coldly: "Inspector Liang, how did you have the courage to get involved in this?"

"Aren't you afraid that you won't get any benefits, and instead won't even be able to keep your own skin?"

The Senior Inspector surnamed Liang's face was as pale as paper, his eyes darting around as he dared not meet Wu Feng's gaze. He was under immense pressure and nearly broke down in tears.

Just then, the door to the reception room was pushed open.

Another Senior Inspector and the lawyer Wu Feng had brought entered one after another.

"My apologies, Wusheng. This time it was a lapse on the police station's part. I hope Wusheng will forgive us!"

Wu Feng swept a glance at the lawyer, and seeing the other party give an almost imperceptible shake of the head, he then smiled lightly: "No matter, it was just cooperating with an investigation, not actually arresting anyone. I can understand!"

"The Superintendent asked me to convey his apologies on his behalf!"

The Senior Inspector who entered had a very friendly attitude, his face always carrying an approachable smile: "We didn't expect Wusheng to have such a good relationship with the neighbors in Sai Kung. Hundreds of people are waiting for Wusheng at the entrance; the whole police station was taken aback!"

"Haha, I just did some insignificant little things!"

Wu Feng's face was full of surprise, and he nodded slightly, asking: "Inspector, may I leave?"

"Yes, yes, you can leave right now!"

That Senior Inspector's attitude was as cordial as ever, and he even personally saw Wu Feng out of the police station gate.

Seeing the hundreds of Sai Kung neighbors at the entrance, Wu Feng paused, his face full of emotion—and it wasn't faked.

He truly hadn't expected that so many neighbors would run over to block the gate of the Sai Kung Police Station just to support him. How could he not be touched?

"Are you alright, Wusheng? Did the police station give you a hard time?"

"Don't be afraid, Wusheng. With so many of us supporting you, there's no need to worry about the police station playing dirty!"

"Hmph, if we find out which bastard is targeting Wusheng, we'll definitely make him pay!"

"..."

The Sai Kung neighbors blocking the police station gate were not holding back, discussing loudly and making the surrounding police officers feel extremely awkward.

Don't expect them to have much decorum; the fact that they didn't point at the police officers' noses and curse them out was already considered quite restrained.

Didn't you notice that not a single officer at the rank of Senior Inspector or above in the police station dared to show their face?

Even that Senior Inspector who saw Wu Feng out was hiding at the entrance at this moment, for fear of being condemned by everyone. That feeling would definitely be unpleasant, and it might even end up in the newspapers—that would be a terrifying social death.

"Thank you all for your support!"

Wu Feng smiled slightly and said leisurely: "This time it really was just assisting the police station with an investigation. Everyone, don't overthink it. Let's go back!"

After saying this, he took the initiative to greet the neighbors nearby and sat in a car to return to the temporary seafood market together.

With him personally speaking to soothe them, the restless emotions of the neighbors blocking the gate gradually calmed down.

At the police station gate, he naturally wouldn't be so brazen as to announce that he would throw a grand banquet to thank the neighbors for their support upon returning; wouldn't that be a direct slap in the face?

But he had already made arrangements; a banquet was absolutely inevitable.

Moreover, the names of the neighbors who had come to support him had already been secretly registered by his underlings.

In the future, if there were any good job openings, he would either arrange for them directly or for their immediate family members. It was just that straightforward.

Sometimes, whether or not you can seize an opportunity when it arrives depends on your own luck and a split-second choice.

Clearly, Wu Feng's goodwill was an absolute heaven-sent surprise for the ordinary fishermen of Sai Kung.

It wasn't as exaggerated as directly crossing social classes, but it was enough to cause earth-shaking changes to their lives and survival conditions, and perhaps even provide an opportunity to cross social classes.

"Have you found out clearly who is playing dirty tricks behind the scenes?"

Wu Feng got into the van, and his trusted Underling Li Xin was indeed inside; he asked directly.

"I have already found out; it is a Boss who specializes in the agricultural trade business, and it is said that his net worth is several hundred million!"

Sweat, I set the time wrong; luckily I checked.

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(End of this chapter)