Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 680, Section 270: Delay Will Lead to Unexpected Changes

Those who engage in shady dealings will not receive insurance policies from legitimate insurance companies; the "insurance" they talk about is for their feet.

If your account is copied a second before you receive the goods, you don't need to pay; the loss will be covered by your own actions. If your account is copied a second after you receive the goods, you're just unlucky; you won't lose a single penny.

The goods from Nanmen Group were seized by customs before they were even delivered to the port. According to the unwritten rules of the underworld, this debt should definitely be attributed to Meifeng.

Mai Tou looked at Mei Feng with a half-smile, wanting this gossipy woman to give him an explanation.

The reason I'm avoiding Mai Tou, that good-for-nothing, is because this score is impossible to settle.

Meifeng picked up her teacup and began strategically drinking tea, pondering countermeasures.

There's definitely going to be a loss, it's just a matter of how much. As long as you want to make a living in this business, you can't let your reputation get tarnished.

"If you want everything to go smoothly, I can help you with the mail. Delivery is guaranteed, but whether you dare to accept it is another matter!"

Meifeng put down her teacup, coughed, and feigned weakness: "A broken drum is beaten by everyone. My current situation is like a leaky roof, with even my own people coming to cause trouble. I'm really a mess!"

One of our own!
Mai Tou didn't care about the lost batch of goods; those destined for Luzon were definitely scraps. But he had to take the initiative to cause trouble for Mei Feng for one reason only: he wanted to rise to the top.

Over the years, he has earned enough money for Song Sheng and brought in the Nanmen Group as a major asset. He has contributed a lot to the group. Now that Professor A has fallen, shouldn't he naturally take over?

"One of our own!"

"Snapped!"

Mai Tou snapped his fingers, pointed at Mei Feng, and began his performance of winning her over: "It's good that Sister Mei Feng recognizes me as one of her own!"

"I'll pay for this order, but I hope you can support me. I have many uncles who support me and are willing to invest in me. Now all I need is a heavyweight boxing champion to join me."

"Sister Meifeng, if you're on my side, I guarantee you'll make money."

The truth is revealed! Mai Tou revealed all his true thoughts, then stared intently at Mei Feng sitting opposite him, wanting to see what this gossipy woman would choose.

Choosing sides?
Aren't we being too hasty now?

The old man is strong and healthy; he can live for at least another twenty or thirty years. Who in the world can be a prince for twenty or thirty years?

“I’ll handle this myself. Getting on your ship could easily lead to something bad. I have a baby to raise, and I can’t afford to be crazy with you.”

"Hey, if you don't have anything important to talk about, I've made plans to have dinner with some top-quality Wagyu beef, but you won't get any. I'm not going to keep you company with your nonsense!"

"Crazy line!"

Even if Mei Feng were completely out of her mind, she could tell that the old man would stay in his seat until he kicked the bucket.

Professor A was a shrewd and clever fellow. He had connections with pork vendors and was also the old man's ideal son-in-law. But in the end, he still ended up in jail and spent his whole life in the ancestral hall.

Stop messing around!

The old man wouldn't relinquish control of the group, and Mei-Feng was far from bored while investing in artillery.

"Let's talk after we've watched it!"

Mai Tou reached into his pocket, pulled out a neatly folded copy paper, crumpled it into a ball, made a shooting motion, and tossed it onto Mei Feng's desk.

Mei-feng was completely bewildered by Mai-tou's actions, wondering what this scoundrel was up to. She picked up the crumpled piece of paper and discovered that it was a medical certificate.

"This piece of paper cost me five million. Five million silver dollars can buy a large plot of land in Repulse Bay and build a villa!"

Looking at the thin piece of paper in Mei Feng's hand, Mai Tou felt a pang of regret. He knew that Mei Feng, being illiterate, couldn't understand it, so he stood up, walked to the desk, pointed to a small shadow on the photocopied X-ray, and said, "Small Cell Lung Cancer, abbreviated as SCLC!"

"I also asked a well-known doctor from my ancestral family to explain it to me, and now I have a little understanding of it. Small cell lung cancer is a highly malignant subtype, accounting for about 10%-15% of all lung cancers."

"Simply put, small cell lung cancer is a highly malignant neuroendocrine tumor. Even in the early stages, the tumor cells may have already spread to other parts of the body through the blood or lymphatic system."

"Patients with this disease rarely survive more than a year."

"I heard that there was a hereditary Grand Duke in the Zu family who was diagnosed with small cell lung cancer. The world's top experts gathered around him, but they could not save the Grand Duke's life. This hereditary Grand Duke died in just three months from the onset of the disease."

After Mai Tou finished speaking, he smiled thoughtfully.

Mei Feng was completely confused after listening to Mai Tou's explanation. She didn't understand why Mai Tou was introducing her to this kind of tuberculosis. But she wasn't crazy. In less than half a minute, she realized what was going on and covered her mouth in shock.

The group has been able to operate peacefully and develop to its current state entirely thanks to the old man's wise leadership. But if the old man were to pass away, the reputation of Shengguo might not be able to be preserved.

Is the information reliable?

Meifeng opened the drawer again, took out the Dunhill cigarettes hidden inside, lit one, and asked the key question.

Although it cost a lot of money, Mai Tou still shook his head and said with a hint of regret, "The credibility is 10%, but I also believe in another saying: there's no smoke without fire."

"Whether it's true or false, the old man already knows. He might even have obtained a copy. I don't know where the original is, but he's sending people to scrape it off."

"And it is very possible that this photocopy is a setup, a setup set up by the old man, or it could be a scheme set up by the old man's opponents to sow discord."

"Strategies are neither inherently good nor evil; it is people's hearts that distinguish between good and evil! How brilliant!"

"Whether it's true or false, this move was very clever. You've caught a hot potato, and now you can't throw it away or not. Anyway, you're definitely going to be the villain!" Mai Tou had no words to express his bitterness. From the moment he got the photocopy, he was completely unable to clear his name of suspicion.

But things have come to this point, and he can only go against the current; if he doesn't move forward, he'll fall behind.

Meifeng nodded, understanding Maitou's predicament. She was like a vine clinging to a towering tree, which was about to collapse, and her life was also in danger. In the past, she might have held on to the end and stood by the old man's side for the sake of loyalty and righteousness.

But things are different now. She has a baby boy, and the money she earns now is enough for her baby boy to live a happy life. But the money she makes from these shady dealings can't be kept. A gust of wind can blow her down.

Even without money, one can still live. The real fear is that the enemies one has offended over the years might take advantage of one's misfortune and seek revenge. It is indeed necessary to leave oneself a way out and a powerful backer.

"Young Mai, your chances of winning aren't high!"

“There are countless people within the Shengguo Group eyeing the old man’s position, not to mention the outsiders who have crossed over.”

"Even a powerful dragon can't suppress a local snake," that's true, but it also depends on the strength of the local snake and whether the powerful dragon has grown up yet.

"There are many powerful dragons who want the old man to shut up and die, and even more people who want the Shengguo Group to disappear."

Betting on something is fine, but going all in is not.

Mei-Feng still doesn't have a high opinion of Mai-Tou. While Nan-Men Group has indeed handed over its Asian business to Mai-Tou, it hasn't handed over the sourcing, processing, and other aspects to Mai-Tou, and these are the key issues.

Without mastering these key aspects, the microphone becomes a cannon emplacement.

"If you don't have the skills, you won't dare to go to Liangshan! There are also people outside the group who support me. These are all big shots who have long been dissatisfied with the old man. He has been talking about being firm yet gentle, and gentle yet firm, all his life, but he has never learned it himself."

Mai Tou took back the photocopy; he couldn't easily give away a treasure he'd bought at a high price.

"Like I said before, I will help you when it matters, but I won't stand by your side when you have no chance of winning."

After thinking it over, Meifeng nodded and relented a little.

But Mai Tou and Mei Feng were unaware that the mastermind behind this scheme was languishing in the ICU, awaiting his own death.

When the boss speaks, the younger brother runs himself ragged.

Chi Mengli brought what might be Do's remains back to his villa, but placing his ex-girlfriend in front of his current girlfriend was somewhat disrespectful, so he asked Xizai to take part of Do's remains to the cemetery for burial as soon as possible.

After finishing off some of his girlfriends, he took a bath with pomelo leaves to ward off bad luck, then, wearing a bathrobe, walked to a blackboard covered with names, picked up a piece of chalk, and added a new name to it.

Amiya

The fact that Amiya dared to raid the water room's treasury and even obtained the combination to the water room's safe shows that she has the ability to act, access to information, and strategic and tactical planning. She is no ordinary street urchin.

Amiya's danger level must be raised by one level.

But recently Chi Mengli has been very busy because the four companies, namely White Eagle, Ninth Sister, Professor J, and Biaojin, have already transferred the deposit to Shuifang's overseas account.

Business needs to get going. Recently, the Criminal Intelligence Bureau has started sending people to Victoria Peak. The property management company and security company on Victoria Peak have remained silent, which means they have obtained authorization from the Department of Justice and the Lord Chancellor.

Commissioner Zhang also conveyed a message through a single-strand knot, telling me to be extra careful. It seems that Jasmine has been quite busy lately.

Chi Mengli looked at the blackboard, staring at the names on it, and began to think about her plan. She went over it three times and, finding no problems, turned off the lights in the living room and returned to her bedroom. However, as she passed the bookshelf, she took down the Book of Revelation.

Reading before bed has become an indispensable habit for him, and tonight is no exception.

Bald Eagle looked at the cards in his hand, flipped them over, and saw that it was a two-card combination of a five, a two-card combination of a one-card combination, and a useless card! He had the lowest card value in the game, so he could only reluctantly throw out his cards.

"Twin Heavens!"

"Sweep them all!"

The dealer, with a wave of his hand, wiped out everyone in the room. He used a small rake to gather all the banknotes in front of the losers and piled them up in front of him. He then quickly shuffled the cards, arranged them, and let the big shots sitting in the room place their bets.

Pai Gow is one of the oldest card games in China. Anyone who is familiar with the game will play a few rounds, since the rules of Pai Gow are generally the same, and people from all over the country can easily understand them when they sit together.

"Heaven, earth, and humanity unite, plum blossoms bloom, and the long axe chases after them!"

"Heaven is the greatest, earth is second, and man is third!"

Sitting next to Bald Eagle, Hua Zirong muttered to himself, then continued, "Bie Shi has run into the Twin Heavens Supremes, there's no point in playing anymore!"

"Ah Ying, if you're having bad luck, don't play. You're just wasting money on that loser, Bai Gusheng. It's his wedding day, and we're giving him money and losing money. It's outrageous!"

Bald Eagle and Immortal Brocade have a grudge. Wah Jai Wing is vying for the position of the leader, so of course he wants to bring Bald Eagle to his side and let this good-for-nothing cause trouble for Immortal Brocade.

No one can have too many forts; as long as you spend a little money, you can build one. Such a profitable business is naturally better the more the better.

"This is outrageous! I spent the whole night memorizing characters!"

Bald Eagle picked up a cigarette from the table, shook it, took out one, and put it in his mouth. Although he was complaining and chatting with Wah Jai Wing, his eyes were always on the handsome Sheng sitting in the private room.

I've paid the deposit and the "tea money" fee, but there's been no response at all. Am I just playing games with myself?

While it's true that good things come to those who wait, and haste makes waste, things will inevitably run into problems if things are delayed for too long.

(End of this chapter)