Hong Kong variety show: Hung Hing, are you contributing to society?

Another voice came from the phone, this time an older woman's voice, her tone efficient:

"That's right. If we can win over Lam Yiu-tung and bring him back, we will not only reduce political obstacles, but also lighten our burden in managing Hong Kong Island, a complex society with numerous societies."

Everyone knows the situation on Hong Kong Island; the police force alone can't control the local bullies. We need someone who can speak to all sides and maintain order.

At this point, the matter is quite clear.

The team leader nodded slightly and said into the phone:

"We have received the opinions of the leaders."

There was a two-second silence on the other end of the phone, then the first voice said:

"That's settled then. It's best for Xiao Shi to make the contact since he's already met with him. The specifics of how to proceed are for your task force to discuss. We won't get involved; we'll wait for your good news."

"Yes," the team leader and Shi Yong replied simultaneously.

A faint static sound came from the other end of the phone, and then the red indicator lights went out one by one.

The call has ended.

The remaining people in the room felt more relaxed.

Although you can't see the people making those calls, the invisible pressure they created was more nerve-wracking than sitting face-to-face with someone.

Fang Jing let out a soft breath, her gaze falling on the scattered documents and photos on the table.

Her gaze was drawn to a photograph.

The photo shows a young man in a suit and tie, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, looking refined and handsome, slightly bending over to help an elderly woman with a full head of white hair cross the zebra crossing.

The old woman carried a vegetable basket in her hand, a smile on her face.

The man's profile was soft, with a gentle curve at the corners of his mouth.

"So...young..." Fang Jing murmured involuntarily, "Is he Lin Yaodong?"

Shi Yong nodded, picked up the teacup in front of him, and took a sip: "That's right. It's him."

This is the second plenary meeting held by the task force, which has been established for less than two months.

Fang Jing and Zhang Zhongji had just been transferred from other departments, and their understanding of Lin Yaodong was limited to the dry text in his file.

Zhang Zhongji picked up several other photos on the table. Five or six in a row, all of them showed Lin Yaodong helping elderly people cross the road.

Some are at the entrance of the vegetable market, some at the bus stop, and some near the nursing home.

There are also photos of him sitting at a street food stall, chatting and laughing with several vendors in vests; of him standing in front of a donation box, putting a stack of banknotes into it; of him squatting in front of an elderly person in a wheelchair at a nursing home, patiently listening to what the person has to say...

"Given his position," Zhang Zhongji frowned, somewhat puzzled, "why would he personally help an elderly person cross the street? Couldn't he just have assigned one of his subordinates to do that? Even if he wanted to put on a show, he didn't need to do it so personally, did he?"

The team leader put down his teacup and slowly began to speak:

"We've had a professional psychoanalyst study this issue. Looking solely at Lin Yaodong's life, it's difficult to understand why he did what he did. But have you noticed... he was an orphan?"

He paused, then continued, "Experts analyze that it's possible that a lack of parental affection in childhood led to a psychological compensation mechanism after achieving success in his career. Or rather, a psychological...deficiency."

"Flaw?" Fang Jing repeated the word, her gaze returning to the gentle, sunny face in the photo.

Shi Yong continued, "Xiao Fang, Xiao Zhang, you're newly transferred here. I hope you can gain a comprehensive understanding of him within the next two days. Not the kind of understanding you get from his file, but a true understanding of him—his logic, his personality traits, his weaknesses, and his bottom line."

"Yes!" they both replied simultaneously.

If Lin Yaodong were sitting here right now and saw Xiao Fang and Xiao Zhang, whom Shi Yong had mentioned, he would probably be surprised.

Because this girl named Fang Jing bears a striking resemblance to Jing Tian, ​​a currently popular actress in mainland China, with her eyebrows and eyes looking about seven or eight points similar.

The young man named Zhang Zhongji was a spitting image of a younger version of Ronald Cheng, with a natural comedic flair and wit.

"Xiao Wang," Shi Yong turned to his assistant, "please introduce Lin Yaodong's basic information, starting from the very beginning."

Xiao Wang opened his notebook and cleared his throat:

"Yes."

"Lin Yaodong, 25 years old. His ancestral home is Handong, but he was born on Hong Kong Island. His parents died early, and he lived in an orphanage until he was fourteen. After leaving the orphanage, he begged on the streets and was injured in a fight with a peer..."

He then suddenly joined Hung Hing and followed Tang Chi-yung, the leader of the Causeway Bay branch, nicknamed "Big Brother B."

He spoke slowly and clearly.

"In the first few years after he entered the gang, Lin Yaodong was nothing special. But he was different from other gangsters in one way... He didn't bully street vendors."

Instead, he taught fish ball vendors how to arrange their stalls more neatly, vegetable vendors how to talk to customers to retain repeat business, and shop owners how to run their businesses without losing money…

Xiao Wang looked up and glanced at everyone: "He also made some money himself. We suspect that it was during this period that Lin Yaodong began to accumulate initial capital and experience for opening so many companies later."

Fang Jing and Zhang Zhongji listened attentively.

"Lin Yaodong's henchmen were well-behaved under his supervision. In the eyes of the residents of Causeway Bay, they didn't seem like gangsters, but rather like uniformed security guards... They didn't cause trouble, didn't collect protection money, and often helped maintain order."

Xiao Wang turned a page in his notebook:

"This gave Lin Yaodong a very good reputation among the residents of Causeway Bay. Whenever he needed help, these neighbors were willing to patronize him. Vegetable vendors would reserve the freshest produce for him, and the local tea restaurant would never charge him if he came to eat..."

There was no coercion like in the "Young and Dangerous" movies; it was all out of genuine sincerity... Even neighbors would ask him to mediate their disputes...

"Is this still a gangster movie...?" Fang Jing wondered.

Zhang Zhongji also seemed to have heard some bizarre story.

The team leader interjected, "That's why he was able to get such high approval ratings in such a short time when he ran for councilor. Those approval ratings didn't come out of thin air; they were built up little by little."

Xiao Wang nodded and continued:

"Lam Yiu-tung remained in this state until this year, before the Hung Hing general election, when a major event occurred... Mong Kok gang leader Leung Kwan suddenly disappeared."

He paused slightly: "Before this, we had two suspicions. One was that Liang Kun was dead, and it was very likely that Lin Yaodong was responsible, which is why he was able to inherit Liang Kun's position as gang leader. But this suspicion had no supporting evidence..."

"Another suspicion is..." He looked up, "After Leung Kwan disappeared and before Lam Yiu Tung took over, he suddenly displayed extremely... extraordinary... superb stock trading skills. He was qualified to become a leader by leading several senior Hung Hing executives in stock trading and making money for them."

He wanted to say "perverted," but after considering it, he changed the word.