"Brother You, I've been with you for years, and I've even dealt with Chai Fa Chiu. If he dies, you can just take in another one. By the way, two Opium dens Opium den my Mong Kok territory have recently become available. If you take in another godson, I'll give them to you as a congratulatory gift." Yan Hung smiled at Lai Man-yau, "I won't bother you any longer, Brother You. I have errands to run, so I'll be going now."
After saying that, Yan Hung turned around and left with A Yue.
Lai Man-yau was naturally furious about Chai Fa Chiu's death, but he was angry at losing face, not at losing his godson. What Detective Chief Inspector- level figure doesn't have a few godsons helping him out? Cheung Wing-kam, Liu Fu Chai Fa Chiu, Liang Pei, and others all had them. Godsons, frankly, were just there to give money and use the detective's name to bully others. Now that Yan Hung was willing to offer two Opium dens to ease the tension, he might as well take in another godson to manage Opium den. As for that damned Chai Fa Chiu, he shouldn't think about him anymore. That blind bastard, fighting with Song Tianyao over a woman, deserved to die. He was useless even if he lived.
After leaving the Yau Ma Tei Police Station, Yan Hung drove with A Yue to Kwong Wah Hospital, where Lam Kong had been taken to the hospital. This hospital was affiliated with Tung Wah Group of Hospitals. When Yan Hung arrived, Lam Kong had already undergone surgery. His leg, which had been shot, was immobilized, and he was lying on the bed. Four beautiful young women were gathered around the bed, weeping as they looked at Lam Kong.
Lam Kong seemed to be in good spirits. When Yan Hung entered the ward, he overheard Lam Kong, dressed in a hospital gown, lying on the bed and saying to several pretty women, "I'm not dead yet, no need to mourn, right? I was just shot in the leg, not castrated. You won't go hungry, it'll still be once a week for each of you, no delays, no debts. At worst, you can sit on top and move during sex, my back strength..."
"Brother Hung." Lam Kong was talking to his girlfriends when he saw Yan Hung enter. He immediately stopped talking, greeted him, and prepared to sit up.
Yan Hung stepped forward and pressed the other person down. "You can lie down. A Yue, go wait outside."
A Yue agreed and turned to leave the ward. Lam Kong, understanding the situation, spoke to the women:
"You guys, get out, get out. Brother Hung has something to talk to me about."
Once only he and Yan Hung remained in the ward, Yan Hung spoke up, "It's alright now. Lai Man-yau has taken care of everything. The mastermind behind the kidnapping and extortion of the Foreign Devil by the two gunmen has been apprehended by Detective Sergeant Deng Nan from the Sham Shui Po Police Station. He has already confessed, and in two days the trial will officially begin; he'll just be waiting to die."
"The mastermind behind it all?" Lam Kong looked at Yan Hung: "Who is it?"
Yan Hung lit a cigarette for Lam Kong: "As for everything else, it's all arranged by Mr. Song. It's best if you don't know anything. You just happened to be driving to Kowloon to see your girlfriend this evening when you saw the Uniformed Branch Yau Ma Tei exchanging fire with two people on Dunbar Road, and that's how you got caught up in the fight. Mr. Song said that since one of the Uniformed Branch died, the credit should go to the Uniformed Branch who died, and he'll arrange things for you once things calm down."
"Whatever Mr. Song says goes, right?" Lam Kong took a nonchalant drag on his cigarette. "Who made that guy unlucky?"
Chapter 248 The Fisherman's Profit
"Uncle Lu." "Mr. Lu." Chu Xiaoxin and Song Tianyao entered Lu Wenhui's study and greeted him as he sat in a rattan chair looking through documents.
"Ah Sin is here? Then you must be A-Yao." Lu Wenhui, fifty-six years old, still looked somewhat mixed-race. Even though he was old, he was still elegant and handsome. His face was still flushed with wine. He stood in the study and greeted Song Tianyao and Chu Xiaoxin who came in with a natural expression.
"I am Song Tianyao, Mr. Lu." Song Tianyao politely replied to the kind-looking Lu Wenhui.
Lu Wenhui nodded, seemingly disgusted by the smell of alcohol on her breath. She picked up her teacup, took a sip, and then said, "I wasn't planning on drinking tonight, but Mr. Wang Wenxia returned from Beijing today, and we happened to run into each other, so we chatted for a bit. When I was about to leave, I met two Britain from the Legislative Council Yuan, and I couldn't refuse, so I had a couple of drinks. Come and sit down."
Upon hearing Lu Wenhui mention the name Wang Wenxia, Song Tianyao was taken aback. To be honest, he had never had this reaction when he met Ho Hung-sang, Cheng Yu-tung, or even Lei Yingdong, three tycoons who would later become famous in Hong Kong and Macau.
Wang Wenxia, a true patriotic businessman in Hong Kong, led a group of Hong Kong people to the north to attend the founding ceremony of the People's Republic of China in 1949, when Lei Yingdong was still digging for seaweed in the Pratas Islands hoping to find treasure. In 1950, when the Korean War began, Lei Yingdong didn't even own a ship, let alone smuggle embargoed goods. Mr. Wang had already donated an airplane to Mainland China and sold his Hong Kong properties to buy national bonds. He can almost be considered one of the earliest wealthy patriotic businessmen in Hong Kong to stand up and express support for China after the founding of the People's Republic of China. If Mr. Wang hadn't passed away too early, Hong Kong Lei Yingdong wouldn't have become famous in Hong Kong when the Hong Kong.
"Have you heard of Mr. Wang?" Although Lu Wenhui had been drinking, her eyesight remained sharp. She noticed the slight pause in Song Tianyao when he heard her words, so she asked.
Song Tianyao regained his composure and smiled politely, "I saw Mr. Wang's name in the newspaper some time ago. The newspaper said that Mr. Wang has been in Beijing recently, investing in the construction of the Xinqiao Hotel serving as its chairman?"
"He has so many businesses in Hong Kong, he still needs to take some time to come back and visit, to have tea with his Hong Kong," Lu Wenhui said casually.
Lu Wenhui instructed the servants to serve tea to Chu Xiaoxin and Song Tianyao Chu Xiaoxin. He chatted with Chu Xiaoxin for a few minutes about everyday matters, such as having tea with Chu Yaozong in a few days. While chatting with Chu Xiaoxin, Lu Wenhui would occasionally glance at Song Tianyao out of the corner of his eye. He noticed that this young man whom Chu Xiaoxin relied on was truly remarkable. Apart from a moment of absentmindedness when he heard the name Wang Wenxia, he showed no unease after sitting down. Even when left aside, he remained calm and composed, appearing more relaxed than Chu Xiaoxin sat upright in front of him.
After a few casual words, Lu Wenhui easily steered the conversation towards Oxfam, her eyes naturally turning to Song Tianyao:
"A-Yao, Ah Sin told me that founding Oxfam was your original idea?"