Chapter 99: Capital for Arrogance! (Seeking subscriptions)

Wu Feng would not be polite at all when targeting the mastermind who wanted to mess with him.

At the time, he had indeed thought about using a dump truck.

The renovation projects of old buildings in the prosperous areas of Hong Kong were in full swing, and there was no shortage of dump trucks on the streets.

Not only that, adhering to the idea of being cautious and prepared, he also had a backup plan.

He had long ago sent trusted underlings to find out the mastermind's address and the specific situation of his family members.

He even made several 'battle plans' based on the actual situation and maps!

He had already thought it through, intending to send these 'battle plans' to several Big Circle Gang groups in the Kowloon Walled City through certain channels.

As long as they took action, the mastermind would have no chance of survival!

Even if it involved him, he could push it onto the Big Circle Gang in the Kowloon Walled City.

But a conversation with Xu Renjie, a Senior Inspector at the Mong Kok Police Station, changed his mind.

Xu Renjie advised him not to be too violent!

The reason was simple: the big tycoons in Hong Kong didn't care about evidence; as long as they determined that Wu Feng was very likely the murderer, they would use all their resources to kill him without hesitation.

At this time, Wu Feng didn't have the strength to stand up directly to the big tycoons in Hong Kong!

Unless he didn't care about abandoning all his industries in Hong Kong and becoming an internationally wanted criminal on the run.

Even on the Mainland side, as long as the big tycoon class in Hong Kong stood together, Wu Feng wouldn't be able to stay!

He wasn't afraid, of course; when it really came to fighting for his life, he wouldn't hesitate at all.

But it wasn't worth it to sacrifice himself just to kill the mastermind.

Therefore, he directly changed his method of retaliation.

The initial goal was to snipe the stock price of the mastermind's listed company, preferably to bring it down.

Later, it would naturally be to make his whole family disgraced, completely losing the possibility of a comeback.

As long as Wu Feng didn't directly have blood on his hands, even if Lin Baiyi wanted to find fault later, he would only use 'commercial means' instead of using all his resources to kill him.

As for Lin Baiyi, Wu Feng actually had ways to deal with him.

It was just that unless it was a last resort, it was not easy to use such means in the short term.

Thanks to some Hong Kong entertainment authors from later generations, he was not ignorant of the situation within the Lin Baiyi family.

He even knew some of the grudges and grievances.

He even had more than seventy percent certainty that as long as the mastermind's reputation was bad enough to potentially implicate his own, Lin Baiyi wouldn't easily get involved.

These were just his guesses; once the plan was carried out step by step, the final situation would be completely clear.

But as the saying goes, being prepared is the right way!

After a good night's sleep, he woke up consciously just as the sky was getting bright.

With a regular life and no bad habits, Wu Feng's sleep quality was quite good.

First, he exercised on the roof for a while, and after his body was completely warmed up, he went downstairs to wash up and have breakfast.

The assistant next to him informed him of the day's arrangements and commercial itinerary at this time.

Once a legitimate business reached his level, necessary socializing and commercial exchanges were indispensable.

It was precisely because he delegated power so heavily that Wu Feng could have enough time to persist in exercising, and could also take a car to inspect his territory everywhere to understand the real situation below.

But even so, he had also formed an assistant team with a scale of nearly ten people.

They were all business elites dug from Central, and they were quite capable in their assistant positions, which was considered a great burden off his shoulders.

The most important thing today was to go to Golden Harvest to have a talk.

If the talk went well, there was naturally a great possibility of business cooperation.

If the talk didn't go well... there was no such possibility.

When the time was about right, five vans left the Shanghai Street territory.

Ahem, under the strong suggestion of his assistant, Wu Feng had already purchased nearly ten seven-seater high-end commercial vehicles in the name of Fengrui Film and Television Company and the newspaper office.

In the future, when traveling on official business like this, he would mainly use commercial vehicles; vans were still a bit too low-key.

Of course, he would take a commercial vehicle for commercial activities, but if he was just wandering around, he still planned to take the bulletproof van modified by Dashua.

He didn't want to unconsciously distance himself from his underlings because of the vehicle.

Sure enough, the lineup of five vans attracted a lot of side-eyes in the parking lot of the building where Golden Harvest was located; those who didn't know would think a triad was coming to find trouble.

When all the passengers got off, two three-person bodyguard teams, plus fifteen fierce-looking fighters with dragons and phoenixes tattooed on their arms, this lineup was indeed quite intimidating.

There were still more than a dozen fighters left in the vans; otherwise, if they all got off together, the lineup would really be too shocking.

This wasn't it, Cheng Shilong, who also arrived by car, couldn't help but twitch his mouth when he saw such a scene.

If he hadn't recognized Wu Feng at the head at a glance, he would have really planned to call his martial arts team over to help.

"Wu Feng, your appearance lineup is too exaggerated, isn't it?"

Cheng Shilong took the initiative to step forward to greet him, smiling bitterly: "Those who don't know would think you're here to find trouble with Golden Harvest; there's no need for this!"

"Caution is never wrong!"

Wu Feng smiled slightly and said leisurely: "Once the business gets big, whether it's the triad side or the legitimate business side, there are strong opponents. If you are careless when traveling, it's not good for anyone!"

Cheng Shilong was stunned; could it be explained like this?

Fortunately, Wu Feng didn't go too far. After entering the floor where Golden Harvest was located, most of the fighters stayed in the lobby, and he only had a three-person bodyguard team and an assistant with him.

He Guanchang took the initiative to come out to welcome him, while Zou Wenhuai didn't show his face at all.

Wu Feng didn't care about such a small flaw in etiquette. After shaking hands and exchanging pleasantries, he went straight into Zou Wenhuai's large office, where this guy was sitting on the boss's chair, puffing away.

Through the swirling smoke, Zou Wenhuai's sharp eyes looked Wu Feng up and down.

It had to be said that Wu Feng's youth surprised him greatly, but he didn't show it on his face.

"Wu Feng, please sit!"

He didn't intend to get up, but signaled Wu Feng to sit on the sofa in the reception area, and said with a light smile: "It's really not easy to invite you to be a guest!"

His words clearly carried a hint of sarcasm and dissatisfaction.

"Hehe, if I hadn't achieved enough results, would Zou and He be so polite to me and invite me repeatedly?"

Wu Feng sat down directly, pretending not to hear the displeasure in Zou Wenhuai's words, and said bluntly: "You, Boss Zou, are not a good person, and I don't have the hobby of sticking my hot face to a cold butt!"

"Wu Feng, you are very arrogant!"

Zou Wenhuai narrowed his eyes and sneered: "In front of Golden Harvest, your Fengrui Film and Television can only be considered a small company. Where does your arrogance come from?"

The atmosphere in the office was a bit tense, and He Guanchang and Cheng Shilong next to him were sweating in their palms, fearing that Wu Feng would be young and impulsive and start a fight directly.

Just from Wu Feng's strong physique, one knew that he was not someone to be trifled with.

When Cheng Shilong was investigating Wu Feng, he occasionally heard that this guy was definitely a master of actual combat; even Guanzaisen, a Red Pole of Wo Shing in Shanghai Street, was very wary of his martial arts.

He didn't have the confidence to stop Wu Feng if he started a fight, and couldn't help but secretly complain in his heart.

Unexpectedly, Wu Feng's reaction was very calm, and he smiled lightly: "I'm really not bragging, the profit Golden Harvest makes in a year might not be as much as Fengrui Film and Television Company!"

As soon as these words came out, Zou Wenhuai's face showed undisguised sarcasm, clearly not believing it.

He Guanchang and Cheng Shilong next to him also didn't believe it, but out of politeness, they didn't show it.

Wu Feng didn't care; he had the idea of showing off his muscles when he came today, and the timing was just right.

"Brother Cheng!"

He greeted Cheng Shilong: "Can you help me call my assistant in!"

Cheng Shilong hurriedly got up, opened the door, and called out.

After the assistant brought by Wu Feng entered the room, Wu Feng instructed: "Read to the Golden Harvest folks the profit situation of Fengrui Film and Television Company to date!"

Although the assistant was full of doubts, he honestly took out a document from his briefcase and read it aloud: "On February 28, 1987, our company's first thriller movie..."

These contents originally belonged to Fengrui Film and Television's commercial secrets, and usually, it would be impossible for outsiders to know, but wasn't the situation a bit special right now?

At first, Zou Wenhuai, He Guanchang, and Cheng Shilong didn't care much; Fengrui Film and Television Company mainly filmed low-budget movies, so even if they made money, it would be quite limited.

But as they listened, expressions of surprise slowly appeared on their faces, and then transformed into shock and disbelief; it was only less than half an hour.

"How is this possible? How is the profit situation so astonishing?"

Zou Wenhuai almost broke down and shook his head: "I don't believe it!"

"Hehe, if you don't believe it, you can go to the tax department to check the tax payment situation!"

Wu Feng waved his hand to let the assistant leave first, then said with a smile: "I think Boss Zou should have that ability; don't say you can't do it!"

Zou Wenhuai's face turned green and red, which was quite wonderful, clearly his mood was quite complicated.

"Wu Feng, how did Fengrui Film and Television Company push so many low-budget movies into the European and American markets?"

Cheng Shilong was shocked first, then quickly reacted and asked: "I know that those European and American film companies are quite difficult to deal with!"

At this, even Zou Wenhuai and He Guanchang perked up their ears to listen carefully.

Didn't they invite Wu Feng over just to hear this guy's thoughts and ideas?

"As for how it was done specifically, I think Brother Cheng has already investigated it very clearly!"

Wu Feng said amusingly: "There is no need to repeat these situations, right!"

Cheng Shilong was a bit embarrassed, scratched his head, and smiled bitterly: "But my films, when taken to participate in European and American film festivals, are not welcomed at all!"

"Yeah, European and American film festivals only favor art films!"

He Guanchang echoed: "Brother Long's films are mainly comedy action, which are not very popular at European and American film festivals. Wanting to enter the European and American markets through such a path is a bit unrealistic!"

"Boss Zou and Boss He, what do you think of the linkage model between my film company and the newspaper office?"

Wu Feng didn't rush to answer, but asked back: "Is there no inspiration at all?"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 100 =====