Hong Kong Film Intelligence King

Chapter 366 Smith's Decisive Action

"Wow, this thing actually works?"

A bald old man muttered,
"How many years has it been since you've looked this majestic?"

The bald old man immediately became interested.

"Now that's what you call 'a feast for the eyes'!"

Fifteen minutes later, the bald old man, satisfied, dressed in his robe, entered the next room and bowed deeply in reverence.
"Commissioner Smith, thanks to your miracle drug."

He held up a check with both hands.

Smith accepted the tribute without hesitation:

"This is a treasure I brought back from Hong Kong."

"This thing costs a thousand Hong Kong dollars a piece."

"Its high price doesn't mean it's expensive."

"It's rarity."

The bald old man nodded repeatedly:
“You are right, sir.”

"It's obvious that only virtuous people can use such a precious treasure."

Smith nodded in satisfaction and said:
"You better understand."

The bald old man quickly got up and poured wine for Commissioner Smith:

"Sir, do you know if you have any way to purchase more of these little blue pills?"

Smith laughed:
"Have you felt its magic?"

The bald old man nodded repeatedly:
"Of course, such a magical product is unforgettable once you use it."

"My lord, could you bestow upon me more treasures?"

Smith said seriously:

"To be honest, this product was made in my hometown."

"My partner set up the factory in his hometown."

"This thing is called medicine."

The bald old man nodded repeatedly:
"A miracle drug!"

Smith said speechlessly:

"Is that the point?"

"The key point is that medicines are strictly controlled in my hometown."

"A series of experiments must be conducted before a product can be listed on the stock market."

"It can only be put on the market and used after it is ensured that it does not cause any major harm to people."

The bald old man immediately grasped the key point:
"In other words, there's a current shortage of this stuff?"

Smith looked at him with a half-smile:
"There is a possibility of supply shortages in the future."

The bald old man was taken aback.

Smith said calmly:

“My partner specifically entrusted me with managing countries and regions such as Okamoto, South Korea, Siam, and Taiwan.”

The bald old man understood this practice; it was what was known as the exclusive distributorship.

Smith asked:
"Is it effective?"

The bald old man quickly said:

"A wonderful thing that can restore one's virility."

Smith shook his head:

"wrong."

"This is neither a miracle drug nor a health supplement."

The bald old man said in astonishment:

"what is that?"

Smith said arrogantly:

"This is power!"

"It's a privilege!"

"It is a privilege that transcends class."

"What good is having money and power?"

Can you transcend time?

"While the little blue pill can't restore youth, it can help people rediscover the beauty of youth."

"In a way, it's like helping people regain their youth."

"You understand what I mean, right?"

The bald old man nodded frantically.

clear!

It couldn't be clearer.

People like them are rich and powerful, and everything in the world seems to be within their grasp.

But as Smith said, the only thing that can't be found again is lost youth.

They can no longer do any of the things they were able to do in their youth.

These little blue pills can help them rediscover the charm of youth.

One thousand Hong Kong dollars per piece, that's so cheap!

"My partner trusts me and gave me the exclusive distribution rights for Okamoto."

"If I wanted, not a single one would ever flow into Okamoto's place."

The bald old man was sweating profusely.

That's right.

If Smith were ruthless enough, not a single one would end up in Okamoto's hands.

This is also a privilege.

"Whether it will be sold in Okamoto, and at what price, is entirely up to me."

Smith was extremely pleased with himself.

The bald old man, his face covered in sweat, quickly rose from his seat and respectfully said:

"Sir, please be sure to sell it in Okamoto."

"Even if you don't sell them, I'm willing to pay a high price to buy the little blue pills from you."

Smith laughed heartily:
"To tell you the truth, even if I were to sell them, the quantity wouldn't be too large."

"The dosage for one person per year is 240 pills."

"There are far more than ten thousand wealthy people in Okamoto."

"The vast majority of these people are within your conglomerates."

The bald old man smiled and said:

"Sir, you can easily increase this quantity a hundredfold."

“I assure you, there are at least five million men who need this little blue pill every year.”

"There will be three million people who can afford it."

Smith smiled slightly:
"That's a huge quantity."

Unfortunately, making this money is not easy.

The bald old man asked, puzzled:

"Sir, this is a market worth tens of billions of Hong Kong dollars. Are you sure you don't need it?"

Smith is also having a headache:

"I would like to."

"However, the problem is that my partner's factory can't increase its production capacity."

The bald old man said anxiously:

"Improve management and increase production."

Smith said with a half-smile:

"Unfortunately, my partner set up the factory in his hometown, and as you know, their level of modern management is not high."

The bald old man immediately understood:
"Please rest assured, sir, I will handle this matter."

"Please grant me some divine medicine, my lord, and I will bring back enough manpower to manage it."

Smith was very satisfied with the other party's attitude.

"very good!"

“I am pleased that you can grasp the spirit of my words.”

"Now, I will give you a reward."

"I'll give 10% of the sales revenue in the Okamoto region."

"Any family that cannot provide manpower should not expect to get the medicine immediately."

The bald old man was overjoyed:
"Thank you, sir."

Smith waved his hand:

“I know that you Okamoto people have always coveted your hometown, and the people you send out usually have dual identities.”

“I advise you not to do such a thing on my partner’s turf.”

"Otherwise, what if the district prosecutor's office suddenly receives a report if things aren't sorted out?"

The bald old man was covered in sweat.
"Don't worry, sir, we would never do that."

Smith snorted coldly:

"I'm putting the unpleasant truth out here in advance. Anyone who's not convinced and wants to challenge me is welcome to try."

The bald old man reiterated repeatedly:
"Your subject would never dare to have such thoughts."

Smith shrugged:

"That would be the best."

The bald old man composed himself and gently clapped his hands.
A pair of beautiful young women walked in, and Smith's eyes widened in surprise. The pair of beautiful young women were actually twins.

To be honest, when it comes to serving people, Okamoto's beautiful girls really bring joy.

The bald old man was already waiting outside, his face flushed with a sickly pallor.

"Sir, I have already contacted the relevant personnel."

"They are eager to serve the adults."

"So far, ten people have made preparations."

"They can set off at any time as long as the adults give the order."

Smith was startled:
"So fast?"

The bald old man smiled and said:

"They are genuinely serving the adults."

Smith was very satisfied:
"I like your attitude, keep it up!"

"I also like your hospitality. You've satisfied me, so I won't let you suffer any losses."

The bald old man was overjoyed:
"Thank you for your guidance, sir."

Smith casually handed him a box of medicine:

"There are 240 pills here, enough for one person to use for a year."

Consider this your reward.

The bald old man's eyes shone brightly, and he was mesmerized.

Is this medicine?
Do not!
This is power!
This is a privilege!
"I'll give you a week to promote it."

Smith then took out a small box containing another 240 small blue pills.

"Everything I said to you before was true."

"Which direction the market leans towards, and to whom it leans, is entirely up to you."

"I don't care."

"Give me the complete list of names and the list of people, and I will ship the goods according to your requirements."

"The only requirement is that the market price of the little blue pill should not be lower than one thousand Hong Kong dollars within this year." The bald old man bowed deeply in gratitude, then thought for a moment and asked:
"Sir, is it possible to add some functions to the medicine?"

Smith was taken aback:
"Do you want to increase the potency of the medicine?"

The bald old man nodded quickly.

Smith smiled and said:

"As long as you can satisfy me, I will persuade my partner to increase the drug's effectiveness."

The bald old man was so happy he almost went crazy.

Smith didn't stay in Okamoto for long. After confirming with his hometown that Okamoto's management had arrived, he quickly flew to Hong Kong.

Okamoto's zaibatsu (financial conglomerates) treated him very well.

However, to make money, one cannot stray too far from the God of Wealth.

Smith immediately requested an audience with Wang Dao, who was very satisfied with his work.

"well done."

"These people have saved me from a dire situation."

Smith reminded him:

“Wang Sheng, those professionals all come from the Okamoto Zaibatsu.”

"They may be on a secret mission."

The kingly way disagrees:

"Not afraid."

"The factories I set up all use internationally mature technologies."

"There is absolutely no cutting-edge technology involved."

"I'm not afraid of them spying on my secrets at all."

"On the other hand, if I were to actually transport any controlled equipment, your U.S. country wouldn't allow it, right?"

Smith secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The relationship between the U.S. and its homeland is now very close, and the two seem to be on a honeymoon. However, only the parties involved know that this honeymoon is not sweet at all.

The key difference is that my hometown is different from other countries controlled by the United States.

This is a mushroom superpower.

It is also a major military power.

Even the Ugly country must show respect to its homeland.

The idea of ​​trying to control one's hometown is definitely overthinking it.

From the perspective of the United States, it would be best to turn its homeland into its puppet state, a supplier of primary products and a dumping ground for industrial products.

Under such a decision, products and technologies that are banned from being shipped to their home countries will absolutely not be allowed to be exported.

If Wang Dao does this secretly, Smith will have to cut off that line.

Now that he had received Wang Dao's direct acknowledgment, Smith Cooperative City breathed a sigh of relief.

Wang Dao is still quite sensible in his actions.

Smith brought up the issue of the bald old man:

"Okamoto's powerful connections are incredibly weak; the current medication doesn't seem to be working very well."

Wang Dao raised an eyebrow:
"They want a miracle drug?"

Smith nodded, looking troubled.

"Correct!"

Wang Dao smiled:
"We have the special medicine, but it will cost extra!"

Smith's eyes widened:

“Really?!”

"how did you do that?"

Wang Dao smiled and said:
"Learning from our counterparts in the Ugly Country."

Smith didn't understand.

Wang Dao explained:
"The medicines from the Ugly Country give people the impression that they are potent and work very quickly."

Do you know how this was done?

Smith shook his head.

Wang Dao said calmly:
"it's actually really easy."

"Miracles happen through sheer force."

Smith was even more confused.

Simply put, it means increasing the amount of active ingredients in the product and reducing the amount of adhesives.

"As long as the dosage is increased, it's hard for it not to be effective."

"However, I want to make this clear first."

"If the dosage of this stuff is increased, there will be a tiny bit more side effects."

Smith asked, puzzled:

"What side effects?"

Wang Dao shrugged:

"It's just a slight headache."

Smith disagreed:
"It's normal for people to have this need and experience these side effects."

"Compared to the so-called side effects, the pleasure brought by the little pill is something money can't buy."

Wang Dao laughed and said:

"As long as they have no objections, that's fine."

Smith said viciously:
"Of course they have no objections."

"Besides, it doesn't matter if the dog has a problem with it."

There's no such thing as a free lunch.

Wang Dao laughed heartily:

"Yes!"

Smith rubbed his hands together and said:

"Wang Sheng, how about we go all out in Okamoto?"

"Like acquiring their businesses?"

Wang Dao shook his head:
"Okamoto is very closed off internally."

“Through marriage alliances, various conglomerates can easily form associations to protect themselves.”

"It's very difficult to infiltrate them."

"However, it's also very easy for you to amass wealth in Okamoto."

"Anyway, you've already seen that report. You know which ones are landmines and which ones are pitfalls to avoid."

"Besides, Okamoto is a dog of the U.S. anyway. As long as we know which aspect to keep the dog on the leash, we can just make arrangements in advance, right?"

Smith scratched his head:

"Brother Dao, could you explain in a little more detail?"

Wang Dao said softly:
"I am a businessman, and I will not easily cross the line."

Smith felt very sorry.

He thought of the story of the Tian family replacing the Qi state that Wang Dao had told him, and knew that Wang Dao couldn't possibly be planning everything for him, so he had no choice but to take his leave dejectedly.

Smith went straight to James and told him what had happened.

James mocked:

"You're crazy, actually asking Brother Dao for advice."

"Are you worthy?!"

Smith was furious:
"I am the intelligence chief of the Ugly Kingdom stationed in Asia. What's wrong with asking Wang Sheng for advice?"

James chuckled:

"You should know that you got promoted thanks to Brother Dao's report."

"Brother Dao's status is different now. If he went to the U.S., would he be qualified to enter the White House?"

Smith nodded repeatedly:
"That's for sure."

"I think His Excellency the President would be very happy to see Wang Sheng in the White House."

James shrugged:

"Isn't that enough?"

"Brother Dao is an unparalleled strategist, you told me that yourself."

"His focus is on relations between countries."

"So, how high is his rank?"

"You've already gotten a great deal by allowing Brother Dao to become an agent for the Blue Pills."

"You're still not satisfied? You want to push your luck?"

Beware of greed!

Smith was startled, and a cold sweat broke out on his back.

James said earnestly to Smith:
"The power of a great merchant is terrifying; haven't you already witnessed it?"

"Do you think the story of the Tian family usurping the throne of Qi can't happen in modern times?"

"Brother Dao is restraining his impulse, but that is absolutely not a reason for you or me to provoke him."

"If Brother Dao were to display that kind of power..."

"You probably won't even know how you die!"

Smith wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, his heart pounding wildly.

"How come I actually want Brother Dao to help me plan my financial future? What's going on?"

James was not surprised at all:

"Brother Dao has such charm that he makes people feel like they are bathed in a spring breeze. When talking to him, people often forget that he is a big shot."

"Brother Dao doesn't care about his identity, but if we don't, then we're being stupid."

"Brother Dao is known for his respect for the virtuous and talented. What makes you think you can be his equal?"

"Let me put it this way, apart from those idiots in Chongqing, who in the whole world would dare to ignore Brother Dao's words?"

Smith nodded repeatedly; he suddenly realized something:
"James, you've bounced back?"

James was almost furious:
"You've been here for so long, and it took you so long to notice my mental state?"

"Or you might as well just get lost!"

Smith quickly apologized and asked curiously:

"How did you come to this realization?"

James shook his head slightly:

"I can't figure it out!"

Smith was taken aback.

"But what if I can't figure it out?"

"Does something like what happens in Chongqing have anything to do with a lowly telecommunications agent like me?"

"Since we can't change it, let's immerse ourselves in the present and work hard."

Smith nodded slowly. To some big shots, they were just small fry, and they couldn't change the big shots' minds in the slightest.

"It's good that you can think positively. How are you going to work?"

James chuckled:
"Let's wipe out the triads in Hong Kong first."

Smith said in astonishment:

"Can the gang be eradicated?"

James gritted his teeth and said:

"It can definitely be eliminated."

If you can't change the city's decision, then change what you can decide.

If they can't take down the corrupt officials in Chongqing, how can they not take down the triads in Hong Kong?!
(End of this chapter)