Chen Feng's Zhou Chaoxian-style gangster aura made everyone submissive.
Who dared to object?
Especially since Fei Gui had already incurred public wrath.
If it weren't for fear of his 'Cleaner' coming after them, these people would have wanted to deal with him long ago.
Now that the leader was handling it, it was even more reasonable.
Thus, no one in the conference room objected.
However, Fei Gui was always a menace.
Having suffered such a great loss this time, he might retaliate after he recovered.
Yu Jinhua was still uneasy, he walked behind Chen Feng and asked in a low voice, "Chairman, Fei Gui has someone behind him, from the Hong Kong Police Station. Having suffered such a great loss today, he will definitely retaliate in the future."
"Someone behind him? Do you know their identity?"
"From the Kowloon Police Station's Serious Crime Unit."
Chen Feng turned around and went to Fei Gui's side, casually pulling out some illegal white powder from his pocket and throwing it on the ground, saying indifferently, "This guy is hiding drugs on him, there must be a lot at his home too."
After speaking, he walked to the black-clad man nearby and pulled out a pile of daggers and a Glock 17 from him.
Everyone was dumbfounded looking at the items that were pulled out.
Good heavens!
He brought so many weapons?
The key was, how did Chen Feng know?
He could even accurately pull out the hidden daggers from him.
It was simply bizarre.
Chen Feng pointed at the Glock 17 on the ground and said, "This scumbag brought weapons to the meeting, he clearly had ill intentions. I believe there will be more surprises and unexpected things waiting for the police at his residence."
Yu Jinhua's face turned pale as he watched.
This black-clad man must be the mysterious 'Cleaner' that Fei Gui kept.
He had a wolf's ambition, his intentions were punishable.
Fei Gui must have intended to cause trouble today, perhaps Yu Jinhua himself was also his target.
Thankfully!
Chen Feng dealt with him.
Yu Jinhua cautiously asked, "Chairman, then shall we... call the police?"
"Of course we should call the police. Although we are in the gambling industry, we are also law-abiding citizens. Go call the police, but don't dial 999. Find someone higher-ranked than the Kowloon Police Station's Serious Crime Unit."
"Be a bit more open, a bit more frank."
"The white powder on these two scumbags is a bonus prize, and the weapons in this Cleaner's hand are the most direct evidence."
"Their homes are guaranteed to be very interesting."
"Also, just say that I, the Chairman of this Joint Group, am very generous, extremely generous, far more generous than Fei Gui."
"So..."
Chen Feng slowly turned to look at Yu Jinhua, saying in a flat tone, "Do they want to make friends? I guess they definitely do."
"If it were me, I would too."
Yu Jinhua nodded.
He thought to himself that this young man's methods were truly simple and brutal.
It meant that any bribery methods Fei Gui could offer, the Chairman of their Joint Group would only be more extravagant.
So, do they want to make friends?
Presumably, no one would refuse.
... ...
The morning meeting concluded.
Yu Jinhua, following Chen Feng's instructions, directly found the Chief of the Kowloon Police Station.
Originally, Yu Jinhua himself held a distinguished status.
Who didn't know the Chairman of Hongren Entertainment?
Coupled with the personal instruction from the Chairman of the Gambling Joint Group, the outcome was self-evident.
Fei Gui was investigated.
The Cleaner's secret was completely exposed.
The police found a large quantity of weapons, ammunition, knives, and daggers, as well as illegal substances and assassination target information, at the Cleaner's residence.
They didn't know until they investigated, and they were shocked when they did.
In the past two or three years, several major cold cases in Hong Kong were committed by this Cleaner.
A deeper investigation revealed that almost all of them had been suppressed by an influential person from the Kowloon Police Station's Serious Crime Unit.
At the same time, a large amount of illegal substances were found in Fei Gui's home.
Valued at over ten billion.
This alone was enough to nail Fei Gui.
So, the police investigated thoroughly.
Fei Gui's protectors, the Cleaner, and a group of high-ranking executives from the East Asia Universal Gambling Group were all taken down in one swoop.
Midnight.
When Fei Gui regained consciousness from his coma, he was already in a cell.
He was completely broken.
After understanding his current situation, Fei Gui felt a chill throughout his body.
What was happening?
In just half a day, the empire he had built over decades had collapsed?
From heaven directly to hell?
With drug possession and hiring murderers, according to the police, Fei Gui was doomed.
The charges were severe.
Fei Gui slumped on the bed in his small cell, a sharp pain radiating from his chest, his mind a blank, his hands and feet icy cold.
Gradually, his breathing became labored.
His severe underlying conditions flared up under this fatal blow.
Just a few minutes later, Fei Gui closed his eyes and never opened them again.
And all the fat on his body increasingly resembled melted butter, drooping from the edge of the bed, looking incredibly disgusting.
... ...
The next day.
Chen Feng woke up from the hotel bed, feeling refreshed.
While eating breakfast, he turned on the TV and saw the morning news Rolling broadcast the East Asia Universal Gambling Group's predicament.
Fei Gui died.
He died in prison.
This outcome did not surprise Chen Feng at all.
After using 'Fire Eyes', Chen Feng had long known that this guy, as fat as a Shar-Pei, didn't have much longer to live.
He had coronary heart disease and Type 1 diabetes.
After experiencing severe stimulation, it was highly likely to trigger his underlying conditions.
So there was no need to worry about him at all.
Indeed, Fei Gui died, and the Cleaner was officially transferred to a serious crime prison, awaiting trial.
Dozens of high-level management personnel from the East Asia Universal Gambling Group were dealt with, and the entire company directly fell into paralysis, officially being kicked out of the Gambling Joint Group by Yu Jinhua.
The result was very satisfying.
Chen Feng was in an excellent mood and ordered breakfast service at the hotel.
After washing up, breakfast was delivered.
When he opened the door, Chen Feng was startled.
The person pushing the dining cart was actually Lin Qingqing.
"Chairman."
Lin Qingqing rarely showed a faint smile.
It was truly rare.
Chen Feng looked at her in confusion: "Why are you here again?"
"Chairman... do you dislike me?"
Lin Qingqing's face immediately darkened, and she lowered her head and said softly, "Godfather said his body has recovered very well and he doesn't need me to take care of him anymore. He asked me to stay by the Chairman's side, at least during this time in Hong Kong, I can prepare everything for the Chairman and take care of the Chairman's daily life."
Chen Feng: "... ..."
Yu Jinhua wouldn't be trying to tie him down with his goddaughter, would he?
If so, he underestimated Chen Feng too much.
Chen Feng turned around, walking inside as he said, "Come in."
"Okay, Chairman."
Lin Qingqing pushed the dining cart into the room and closed the door behind her.
"Chairman, shall I tidy up your room?"
"Good, thank you."
Chen Feng sat directly on the sofa, pulled the dining cart in front of him, and began to eat by himself.
Meanwhile, Lin Qingqing started to busy herself in the room.
Tidying the bedroom, cleaning the bathroom.
She was quite efficient.
Looking at her busy figure, her face was no longer as cold and distant as before, clearly she was in a good mood.
Suddenly, his phone buzzed.
He picked it up casually and glanced at it.
Huh?
It was Lin Zu calling.
Had this kid finished filming his drama in Hengdian?
Chen Feng picked up his phone and answered the call.
"Hello, Azu."
"A Feng, I urgently need help. Do you have time?"
Chen Feng was startled.
Lin Zu on the phone seemed to be speaking in a hushed voice, and he sounded quite nervous.
"What kind of help? Where are you? Is someone choking you?"
"Oh, A Feng, stop joking. I'm in trouble now. Sister Song has lost almost fifty million in a casino in Macau, and she's not planning to stop."
Chen Feng said in astonishment, "Fifty million?"
"Yes. A Feng, I suspect there's something fishy about this casino. But Sister Song is determined to win it back. I'm afraid if she keeps gambling like this, she'll lose everything. A Feng, are you free? Can you come and take a look? I can't control Sister Song."
Chen Feng: "... ..."