The headquarters building of Hong Kong Gambling United Group is located in Central, Kowloon.
It's a twenty-three-story building.
Very impressive.
The headquarters has over three thousand employees.
They are responsible for the business of more than 130 gambling enterprises throughout Hong Kong.
Although Hong Kong's gambling industry is not as prosperous as Macau's, the annual revenue of underground casinos is still quite considerable.
However, 80% of the profits are concentrated in three enterprises.
One is Hongren Entertainment, one is East Asia Universal Gambling Group, and the other is Xingang International Holdings.
These three are the largest.
The rest are just following suit and getting a small share.
Today, all heads of member enterprises knew that the new leader of the United Group had returned and was holding a group meeting to make an appearance.
So, early in the morning, the headquarters building was bustling with activity.
Many luxury cars stopped and went, and gambling bigwigs entered the headquarters building one after another.
Everyone was discussing.
Discussing this new leader.
It was said that he was Chen Jiulong's illegitimate son, raised in the mainland, and had adoptive parents to care for him.
No one knew what kind of person he was.
Would he heavily skim profits as soon as he returned?
It was hard to say.
Therefore, the bigwigs were also feeling uneasy.
No one wanted their interests to be divided.
…
At nine o'clock in the morning.
In the luxurious conference room of the headquarters building.
A total of eight representatives came from over a hundred gambling enterprises.
Except for the three leading enterprises, which had their own individual heads, the rest elected joint representatives to attend the meeting.
Eight people, six men and two women.
Yu Jinhua was also present, looking energetic.
Before the meeting started, four or five people surrounded him, all inquiring about his health.
They had heard before that he was dying, and had even received a critical illness notice from the hospital, informing his guardian to prepare for his funeral.
Yet, today he came back, looking ruddy and full of vigor?
Isn't this just seeing a ghost?
The most annoyed was the rumored Fei Gui.
He sat diagonally opposite, his skin, like that of a Shar-Pei dog, spread out on the chair, looking like melting butter.
While wiping sweat with a handkerchief, he squinted his small eyes and stared at Yu Jinhua.
This old fellow really came back to life.
Strange!
According to reports from his informant at the hospital, Yu Jinhua was saved by a young man from the mainland, and it was said that Yu Jinhua respectfully called that young man 'Chairman'.
This news utterly confused Fei Gui.
If he wasn't mistaken, the person who saved him should be the new leader, Chen Feng.
But how was someone who had received a critical illness notice from the hospital and was preparing for his funeral saved by Chen Feng?
How was he saved?
People in the hospital said he just had a few acupuncture needles inserted, drank two bags of traditional Chinese medicine, and then he was fine.
Is this tricking ghosts?
Is the new leader also a miracle doctor?
It just doesn't make sense.
The only explanation is that Yu Jinhua is deliberately creating a smoke screen.
Is it to deceive himself?
Is he also afraid of himself?
Afraid that he would deal with him before the new leader arrived, so he ran to the hospital to feign death.
Humph!
Fei Gui suddenly let out two cold snorts of laughter.
His laughter made the fat on his neck tremble, making one wonder if he was really going to melt.
Finally.
The office door was pushed open again.
Lin Qingqing walked in first, her clear voice as pleasant as a mountain spring: “Uncles and Aunts, Chairman Chen has arrived.”
The room instantly fell silent.
Everyone took their seats.
Immediately after, a young man walked in.
His expression was stern.
His gaze was domineering.
His walking posture seemed to come with its own background music.
As soon as he entered, everyone felt a sudden chill amidst the heat.
Extraordinary!
The old fellows watched with some surprise as Chen Feng walked into the conference room and directly sat in the chairman's seat of the United Group.
Lin Qingqing closed the conference room door.
Inside the room.
Eight representatives.
Behind each representative was a chair, and on the chair sat an accompanying person.
Some were women, some were men.
The women looked like secretaries or similar figures.
But the men, without exception, wore black suits, and their faces were cold, clearly bodyguards or similar.
After Chen Feng sat down.
Lin Qingqing acted as the meeting host.
She walked to Chen Feng's side, opened a document bag, and took out various certification documents and tokens.
These items were used to prove Chen Feng's identity.
After the eight representatives verified the authenticity of the documents and tokens, the first procedure concluded.
Actually, no one doubted.
Mainly, the rumor that Chen Feng was Chen Jiulong's illegitimate son had already spread within the United Group.
After verifying his identity, Lin Qingqing put the items back, then took out a stack of documents and placed them in front of Chen Feng, saying softly: “Chairman, these are the revenue details of the United Company for the past two years, including your equity and asset income. These two years…”
“No need to look.”
Chen Feng casually pushed the documents aside.
Then he looked at the eight people in front of him, quietly adopting the role of a police officer and activating his Fire Eyes skill.
He wanted to scrutinize them one by one.
Six men, two women.
Their business scope covered all of Hong Kong.
The average age of the eight people was around fifty; they were all old-timers, no young people.
Perhaps young people in this era do not want to get involved in the gambling industry.
After looking around, Chen Feng's gaze stopped on that lump of ‘butter’ that looked like it was melting.
Fei Gui!
The tags on him were quite interesting.
【Left eye prosthetic】 【Left ear deaf】 【Dentures】 【Severe fatty liver】 【Coronary heart disease】 【Type 1 diabetes】 【Mid-stage rectal cancer】 【Impotence】 【Tiny toothpick】 【Dagger】 【Prohibited substance white powder】 【Emerald ring】 【Knee effusion】 【Athlete's foot】…
When Chen Feng stared at Fei Gui, Fei Gui didn't take it seriously at all.
No matter how cold and stern Chen Feng's demeanor and expression were, he was ultimately too young.
To a bigwig like Fei Gui, who had experienced chaotic times and endured until today, he had no real deterrent effect.
In addition, Fei Gui also had some connections within the Hong Kong Police Force.
So he was very arrogant.
He sat there, tilting his head, and occasionally wiping sweat.
One hand played with a gold-cased Zippo lighter, and he squinted his small eyes, looking back at Chen Feng.
Full of provocation.
Chen Feng ignored him.
This guy has a lot of underlying illnesses; how many days can he live?
It's the man behind him, though.
In Chen Feng's eyes, the tags on the man following Fei Gui were terrifying.
【Scar】 【Bullet marks】 【Bullet fragments】 【Razor blade】 【Steel wire lock】 【Dagger】 【Three-edged military bayonet】 【Stimulants】 【Knife wound medicine】 【Glock 17 pistol】 【Palm knife】 【Military knife】 【Castrated genitals】 【Lock picking wire】 【Hallucinogens】 【Psychedelic patch】 【Prohibited substance white powder】…
Good heavens!
This guy actually carried so many weapons.
And a gun?
At least five or six knives of various types.
What made Chen Feng most baffled was that the tag on his crotch was actually 【Castrated genitals】?
Meaning a eunuch?
Fei Gui is truly formidable.
Where did he find someone like this to be his ‘Cleaner’?
It must be said that such a person, to a certain extent, is very safe.
