Hong Kong Film Intelligence King

Chapter 274 New Trouble
“We’ve taken such big strides, transforming from a nobody into a financial behemoth—a truly leapfrog development. But what do we call that?” Wang Dao scoffed. “In other people’s eyes, we’re just nouveau riche.”

"They're just nouveau riche with yellow skin; how could those white men possibly care about them?"

Wang Dao remained smiling, showing no concern whatsoever.

"Those who are not of our race will surely have different hearts. It is completely understandable that our white servants are loyal to our master and want to give Brother Kun a little show of force."

Chen Guozhong looked at him with amusement: "Ah Kun fired more than a dozen of them?"

"Wrong, it's dozens of people!" Wang Dao corrected. "They want to threaten Brother Kun? That's hilarious!"

Chen Guozhong burst into loud laughter.

Do you really think this is forty years ago?
Do not!
Even ten years ago, Liang Kun wouldn't have dared to be so reckless.

Without him.

There's no one available!
In the past, in Hong Kong, those who could speak fluent Mandarin were considered highly skilled.

Not to mention someone who understands both bird language and company operations.

But now?
Plenty of students are waiting for you to hire them!
To try and control Liang Kun in terms of talent is utter nonsense.

“No, we’ve already acquired the shares of Jardine Matheson. Logically, Jardine Matheson should be ours now. How dare they oppose Liang Kun?” Chen Guozhong suddenly realized something was wrong.

Wang Dao sighed: "What else is wrong? Hongkong Land is different from Wharf Holdings and Hutchison Whampoa. Although it is large, it also has a parent company behind it."

"Jardine Matheson?!" Chen Guozhong's expression changed drastically.

People who aren't from this era really don't know how much weight "Jardine Matheson" represents.

To use an imperfect analogy, there's a self-deprecating saying among people born in South Korea: "Born in South Korea, the only things you can't escape are death and Samsung." Jardine Matheson is comparable to Samsung in later generations.

Today, foreign firms from Chongqing are highly regarded, and Jardine Matheson is a behemoth among them.

People like Chen Wanxian, who manipulate financial capital, are nothing more than small fry in other people's eyes.

Those people from the landlords' association are all like rats hiding underground, huddling together for warmth.

Jardine Matheson is the biggest of the giants.

Trade, shipping, finance, real estate, retail... Jardine Matheson has a presence in almost every major business you can imagine.

In the tiny territory of Hong Kong, Jardine Matheson is like an elephant in a room, a whale in a small pond... it can't move forward no matter what.

"So, does that mean we still have to confront them head-on?" Chen Guozhong asked hesitantly, holding up his cigarette.

Wang Dao gazed at the sea and said, "We've all come from the thick of gunfire. When are we not in danger? We've left the underworld and moved into the business world, but the business world is another battlefield without gunpowder."

Chen Guozhong nodded slowly.

In the martial arts world, feuds are almost always open and brutal. You know where your danger comes from, you know how to defend yourself, and you know what will happen to you if you get injured.

Those were all rules they understood, rules they were familiar with.

In the marketplace, however, the rules are different.

It was completely devoid of gunfire, yet all the more brutal.

Take, for example, the former tycoon of Hong Kong Land who jumped off a building in front of Wang Dao. When Wang Dao went to pick up the bargain, he found that the other party had tens of millions of Hong Kong dollars, but still jumped off a building.

Why?

He caused too much damage to the conglomerate; he had no choice but to die!
He's dead, but at least his family can live.

If he doesn't die, his whole family will be doomed!
If one decision is wrong, one must commit suicide to atone for it.

So cruel.

"Brother Zhong, why did you ask me to come here?" Wang Dao didn't want to talk about this with Chen Guozhong, so he changed the subject. "There are plenty of places for the two of us to talk, right?"

"You can come to my office or I can go to your office, it's fine."

"Coming here by chance is bound to attract attention."

This isn't Wangdao talking nonsense.
Both Chen Guozhong and Wang Dao are celebrities, and the Hong Kong media went wild, with an effect comparable to the wedding of the Western prince and his wife.

It's incredibly strange that two billionaires are watching the sea together.

Even fishing together would feel more natural.

"Those paparazzi are very discreet; they know everything about us," Chen Guozhong said dismissively. "Who would dare to follow us?"

Wang Dao laughed heartily.

Hong Kong paparazzi are typical bullies who prey on the weak and fear the strong. They will recklessly expose law-abiding businessmen, but will never expose ruthless triad bosses.

As for ordinary police officers, they can be exposed however they want.

But would billionaires like Chen Guozhong dare to do that?
Even if they dared, the media bosses wouldn't!

The boss knows best the power of a billionaire.

"Not in a good mood?" Wang Dao could tell Chen Guozhong's state at a glance.

Chen Guozhong sighed: "Adao, you've always been so perceptive."

"A case?" Wang Dao asked curiously.

Chen Guozhong hesitated for a moment, then said, "You're so busy right now, I'm considering whether or not to tell you."

"Is there anything we can't say to each other?" Wang Dao was genuinely puzzled.

Chen Guozhong said with a wry smile, "You are the core of our group of four. If I bother you with such a trivial matter, I'm afraid Ah Kun will cause me trouble."

"Tch!" Wang Dao scoffed. "I'm still a cop, even Kun and Benny don't know that!"

Chen Guozhong shook his head and chuckled: "How can this police officer's identity still be considered valid?"

Legendary police cadets like Wang Dao, who dropped out of police academy to join a triad, became the core members of the triad and are now billionaires.

No cop believes that Wong Tao will come back to be a cop again.

"Brother Zhong, you didn't destroy my file, did you?" Wang Dao asked in surprise.

Chen Guozhong asked, puzzled, "Wouldn't it be better if your file were destroyed?"

"That won't do!" Wang Dao said seriously, "That's my youth!"

Chen Guozhong took it as a joke.

“Hong Kong must be returned to China, and this file is one of my backup plans.” Wang Dao never hid his plans from Chen Guozhong.

Chen Guozhong said speechlessly, "You're already a billionaire, do you still need a backup plan?"

Wang Dao chuckled coldly.

Chen Guozhong's heart skipped a beat: "Adao, what exactly are you planning to do?"

"Was the foreign prince's wedding very grand?" Wang Dao suddenly asked Chen Guozhong.

Chen Guozhong looked at Wang Dao with confusion: "The wedding would have ended before I found your undercover agent. Why bring this up all of a sudden?"

"Now the Westerners are celebrating this fairytale-like grand wedding." Wang Dao's voice was somewhat ethereal. "It is indeed a grand fireworks display, but I dare say that the wedding will inevitably end in tragedy."

"This fairy tale will be shattered in no more than ten years."

"We'll see."

Chen Guozhong was taken aback. He tentatively tried to guess Wang Dao's thoughts: "Adao, who's putting pressure on you? Are you feeling insecure?"

"No!" Wang Dao shook his head with a smile. "I just miss home."

Chen Guozhong was even more puzzled. Homesick? Isn't your home right here?
He suddenly came to his senses, remembered Wang Dao's family, and immediately shut up.

Wang Dao is an orphan.

He's homesick; he must be thinking about his parents.
Chen Guozhong had no idea that Wang Dao missed his family from before he traveled through time.

There's no going back there.

"In any case, I'm your colleague. Don't hesitate to ask me for help if you need anything," Wang Dao said to Chen Guozhong with a smile. "How's your work at the police station going?"

"It's alright, but Inspector Chan and Boss Wong have strictly forbidden me from going to the front lines." Chan Kwok-chung shrugged. "I'm a billionaire, a role model for the police station."

"If something happens to me, everyone will be very troubled."

What kind of spirit is it that a billionaire like Chen Guozhong still insists on working on the front lines after becoming rich?

The police station would naturally not allow Chen Guozhong to be put in danger.

Even the slightest danger is unacceptable.

Therefore, the stay-at-home order is normal.

"If I don't work on the front lines, what kind of cop am I?" Chen Guozhong scoffed.

The two looked at each other and burst into laughter.

“However, given my position, I won’t be on the front lines unless absolutely necessary,” Chen Guozhong sighed.

There is no way around it.

If a cop works hard, he will naturally get a chance to rise in rank—unless you are blocked by your educational background.

Once you've risen to a high position, it's not easy to get into the top tier.

The same applies to police officers and triads.

After risking their lives, low-level gangsters will have the opportunity to rise to the top.

Once you become the head of a hall, the risky work becomes much less.

For some triads, the leader is a true power holder and a high-ranking member, and it's impossible to let such a person risk their life.

The organization has worked so hard to build up its reputation; are we going to let it fall so easily?

The principles behind both are similar.

What? Wei Jixiang is different?
Come on, sir, can that person call someone?!

"What trouble have you encountered?" Wang Dao asked with a smile.

Chen Guozhong hesitated for a moment: "You're so busy right now, I have to make an appointment in advance to go see the sea. Are you sure you want to spend your time here?"

“Boss, I wasted my breath just now. I’m still your colleague.” Wang Dao rolled his eyes and said bluntly, “Do you think business warfare doesn’t require intelligence? Gathering intelligence on you is just a side thing.”

Chen Guozhong asked, "Really?" "Are you going to tell me or not?" Wang Dao was getting annoyed.

Chen Guozhong quickly said, "There was a murder at the Kowloon Wharf. Ma Jun went to check it out. The other party used explosives and there was also a firearms exchange."

"Based on trace evidence analysis, Gao Yanbo estimates that the death toll at the scene is as high as seven!"

"We suppressed this matter."

"The officer is having a real headache."

"The situation in Kowloon had just calmed down when another incident occurred."

"They had no choice but to pass the case to me."

Chen Guozhong felt both helpless and smug.

Damn it, I have to step in again!
"Uh, you're really bothered by this?" Wang Dao looked at Chen Guozhong incredulously.

Chen Guozhong asked in astonishment, "You know?"

"I know!" Wang Dao sighed.

Chen Guozhong exclaimed in surprise, "Then why didn't you tell me?"

"You didn't ask me! I thought you knew the situation!" Wang Dao rolled his eyes.

Chen Guozhong remained silent, embarrassed.

No matter how you look at it, it's his fault.

Actually, it makes sense when you think about it. No normal person would think that a billionaire like Wang Dao would care about such a trivial matter.

That's right, for the police station, this is a huge, earth-shattering event.

But in the eyes of a billionaire, it's a small matter—isn't there a police station?
If the police station doesn't handle this well, believe me, I'll file a complaint against you!

Or,

If the police station doesn't quickly quell public panic, then they should replace it with a capable leader.

This is the mindset of a billionaire.

Why would Chen Guozhong disturb the king's way because of such a thing?

"Brother Zhong, do you know what's most important for a free port?" Wang Dao gave his answer before Chen Guozhong could even think about it.

"Stablize!"

"The area itself is in a stable and safe environment."

"This is the most popular free port."

"Who cares if it's either on either side of the Iron Curtain or in any other country?"

"As long as things remain stable, that's fine!"

"We are now big businessmen, and we need social stability even more."

"My two identities do not conflict at all."

Wang Dao said this to Chen Guozhong, who seemed to realize that he had misunderstood!
Chen Guozhong quickly said, "Adao, I was wrong!"

"When I was in a meeting at Hung Hing a while ago..." Wang Dao frowned and fell into thought, actually checking the diary given to him by the system.

Chen Guozhong asked in surprise, "With your current status, do you still need to go to Hung Hing for a meeting?"

"It's been a while, and even if you gave Jiang Tianyang two lives, he wouldn't ask us to attend a meeting now." Wang Dao said helplessly. Zhong Ge's persistent questioning spirit easily interrupted other people's desire to speak.

"Not to mention us, even Binney stopped going to Hung Hing meetings. They all had Narrow Eyes represent them," Wang Dao bluntly explained. "However, we did receive some intelligence at the time."

"Hung Hing likes to lead a group called Bucky and is cooperating with certain people."

Chen Guozhong was taken aback: "Isn't it normal for people in the underworld to cooperate with other gangs?"

“The one who works with Bucky is called Brother Hua, and the other is called Master Ma.” Wang Dao looked at him with a half-smile. “Master Ma, needless to say, is a fanboy.”

"And Brother Hua is an arms smuggler."

Chen Guozhong's face was filled with murderous intent: "The powder is gone? Ah Kun didn't kill him?"

“Baki is an old fox. He only said that he used public funds to repair the West Ring Pier.” Wang Dao shrugged. “He denied everything else. Neither Jiang Tianyang nor Brother Kun had any evidence of him doing anything wrong.”

Chen Guozhong's eyes widened: "Isn't Hung Hing a major triad in Hong Kong? Do they need evidence to do things? Isn't it just that I think you did it, so you did it?"

“If it were Jiang Tiansheng, he would have done the same, but unfortunately, Jiang Tianyang is in charge now.” Wang Dao shrugged. “Jiang Tianyang is the kind of triad boss who commands respect and has a lot of personal charisma.”

"Even though this person is involved in triad business, he prefers to do things openly and honestly!"

"They value winning people over with virtue."

Chen Guozhong said irritably, "Being full of martial virtue is also a virtue; he should learn that!"

Wang Dao remained silent.

Chen Guozhong looks furious.

That makes sense, though; I was already thinking of taking action against Bucky.

However, given his current position, it would be too much of an honor for Bucky to personally take action.

"There's another matter. The company of Chaozhou Yiqun Cao Ya is missing a boat. There are reports that the boat appeared in Luzon a few days ago, and the people on board even opened fire with a local criminal gang in Luzon."

"It seems a few people have died."

Chen Guozhong looked at him suspiciously: "Is it over?"

“I’ve already told you the intelligence!” Wang Dao looked at Chen Guozhong, puzzled. “Wasn’t I clear enough?”

Chen Guozhong was almost furious!

How did you explain that clearly?

Wang Dao waved his hand: "Brother Zhong, from now on, let's talk in my office or your office when we meet. Don't come here anymore, it's too conspicuous!"

Wang Dao turned around, got into the car, and drove away.

Chen Guozhong was furious. Good heavens, who just said they were a messenger?
They want to help me maintain order?!
Why don't you just tell me the information? What's the point of giving me a few random pieces of information?
Wait a minute, he frowned and fell into deep thought.

"A murder occurred at the dock near Kowloon Wharf, and explosives and firearms were used. This is not something that an ordinary force could do."

"Inspector Gao estimates that at least seven people are dead."

However, no bodies were found at the scene.

"Aside from a few shell casings and a few pools of blood."

"The crime scene had clearly been cleaned up!"

Who cleaned it?

"How did the suspect transport the body away?"

"It definitely wasn't by vehicle."

"Then, it will be by boat!"

"That's right, the boat!"

A sharp glint flashed in Chen Guozhong's eyes, and he suddenly clarified his thoughts.

"That's right, it's a ship."

"The key is the ship!"

Where did the boat come from?

"The Chaozhou Yiqun is missing a boat?"

"This ship was also seen in Luzon, and a firefight occurred there?"

"We need to go back and ask Interpol for information about Luzon."

"If I'm not mistaken, this is most likely Yiqun's revenge!"

Chen Guozhong suddenly clapped his hands.

Can’t be wrong!
If your ship is stolen, you'll definitely want to get revenge.

We don't know what the other party intends to do with the stolen Yiqun's boat.

Wang Dao never makes empty promises. He mentioned the names of Master Ma and Brother Hua, so it's highly likely that one of those two did it.

Or perhaps they did it together.

Twenty years ago, Yiqun would probably have just laughed it off if he encountered something like this.

But things are not twenty years ago now. Yi Qun is no longer one of the four major families of Lei Luo's era. Cao Ya has long since retired from his criminal activities and turned to legitimate business.

He stopped dealing in either powder or weapons.

So, the murder near the Wharf docks is more like a warning—don't mess with our ships!

While labor and management may not engage in shady dealings, it doesn't mean they don't have such methods!

This is the declaration of the righteous group.

Looking at it this way, the whole case suddenly becomes clear.

The key point is Yiqun, or more precisely, Yiqun's lost ship.

This is something that can be easily verified.

It's simply a matter of whether or not one can withstand the pressure.

In the past, Chen Guozhong would have frowned, but now, does he need to do so?
The Kowloon Police Station, while not necessarily having the final say, is practically all-powerful.

Believe it or not, this is the real police station under the rule of the foreigners in Chongqing.

The rich have the final say.

Having solved a troublesome problem, Chen Guozhong was in a great mood.

He was just slightly dissatisfied:
"Can't Ado just say it directly? Why does he have to use this riddle?!"

(End of this chapter)