Chapter 89

"Brother Yu, what do you need me for? Who is this big brother...?"

After feeding Dahuang at home, Qin Feng hurried back to the Entertainment City. When he pushed open the door to Chen Yu's office and entered, he noticed the middle-aged man who had been with Yuan Bingqi yesterday, the one from whom he had sensed danger.

Seeing Qin Feng come in, Chen Yu quickly said, "Feng, this is Brother Bao. Haven't you greeted him yet?"

Although they were all under Yuan Bingqi, there were still different levels among them. Chen Yu knew the gap between himself and people like Long, Hu, and Bao. They were the ones who handled the core business of Yuan Bingqi's organization.

"Brother Bao..."

Qin Feng respectfully called out, but he was more cautious in his heart. He could sense a bloody aura from this middle-aged man of average height and appearance.

Qin Feng was almost certain that Brother Bao had taken lives, and probably more than one. His ordinary appearance could not hide the brutality within.

Qin Feng used to be like that too. The five lives he had taken gave him a fierce aura, but after years in prison and the techniques taught by Zai Shi to control his aura, Qin Feng had become more normal.

"Hmm, quite spirited. Follow me from now on."

Man Bao looked up at Qin Feng and nodded in satisfaction. He could tell that Qin Feng was not very experienced in the world, which was exactly what he needed now.

Man Bao had just returned from the chaotic Golden Triangle. This time, he did not bring back any good news. Instead, he learned that before the General retreated into the mountains, he had sold 20 kilograms of heroin to the mainland.

These high-purity drugs had not been diluted. After dilution, 20 kilograms would become 400 kilograms, worth billions of RMB.

If these drugs flooded the northern market, the distribution channels that Man Bao and Yuan Bingqi had built over seven or eight years would be completely destroyed. This would be a disaster for the mainland drug market.

More importantly, when drugs began to spread, certain departments would intervene. With a clear mind, Man Bao decided to abandon the drug market.

Of course, they were not willing to discard the goods worth hundreds of millions of RMB. So they planned to have one last spree, selling all the diluted drugs before retiring.

However, after Yuan Dong's death, they lacked a delivery person. Yuan Bingqi had been looking for a long time and finally decided on Qin Feng after meeting him yesterday. Otherwise, Yuan Bingqi would not have gone to such lengths to test Qin Feng.

"Follow you?" Qin Feng was taken aback and turned to look at Chen Yu.

"Brother Bao wants you to follow him. That's your good fortune." Chen Yu glared at Qin Feng and said, "Aren't you going to thank Brother Bao? Many people want to follow him. You're lucky."

"San'er, don't say such useless things. We're all brothers here."

Man Bao waved his hand to interrupt Chen Yu, took out a very exquisite phone from his handbag, and said, "Feng, take this. I'll contact you when I need you. Also... you don't need to come to the Entertainment City anymore."

"Phone?" Qin Feng's eyes lit up. He took the phone and said happily, "Thank you, Brother Bao. I... I'll wait for your call."

"Hmm, I'll be going then." Man Bao stood up and, as he reached the door, turned around and asked casually, "Feng, can you drive?"

"Yes, but I don't have a driver's license." Qin Feng answered honestly. He had practiced a lot with Hu Baoguo's car, but he couldn't get a driver's license.

"That's good. Send me a photo later, and I'll get you a license." Man Bao nodded indifferently, said goodbye to Chen Yu, and left directly.

After Man Bao left, Chen Yu looked at Qin Feng's phone enviously and said, "You're lucky. This phone is even better than mine."

Qin Feng chuckled and said, "Brother Yu, how about we switch? You're the boss, so you should use the better one."

"Forget it. I can't take what Brother Bao gave you."

Chen Yu sighed and said, "Now that you're following Brother Bao, try to do some legitimate business. I have a bad feeling that things are going to get messy in Jin Tian soon. My eyelids have been twitching a lot lately."

Yesterday's meeting between Yuan Bingqi and Chang Siye was not very successful. Although there was no conflict on the spot, they parted on bad terms, which gave Chen Yu a bad feeling.

"Brother Yu, what kind of business does Brother Bao do?"

Hearing Chen Yu's words, Qin Feng was surprised. If someone like Man Bao could do legitimate business, Qin Feng would be a good boy.

"Brother Bao runs a pharmaceutical company, which is very famous in Jin Tian. Lord Yuan also has shares in it."

Chen Yu looked around and lowered his voice, "I'll tell you, Brother Bao is on par with Lord Yuan. You're lucky to have connected with him. Work hard..."

In Yuan Bingqi's organization, Man Bao was undoubtedly the most mysterious person. He had his own business in society and was doing very well, seemingly just because he and Yuan Bingqi were childhood friends, they were close.

"Pharmaceutical company?"

Qin Feng was puzzled. His intuition told him that things were not that simple, but he was still confused about what Yuan Bingqi was planning.

"Damn it, if it doesn't work, I'll just get rid of Yuan..."

Qin Feng now realized that obtaining evidence of Yuan Bingqi's crimes was not easy, which made him frustrated. He did not want to get too deep into it.

After saying goodbye to Chen Yu, Qin Feng left the Entertainment City amidst the laughter of the familiar security guards, who called him "Golden Gun Brother." Since he had come this far, he could only take it one step at a time.

By the mid-1990s, cities had become increasingly industrialized.

To escape the noise of the city, many wealthy people turned their attention to the suburbs, where the air was good and the land was cheap. Some even emulated foreigners by building estates there.

Chang Xiangfeng, who had made his fortune through gambling and loans, particularly liked the suburbs. His cockfighting and dogfighting arenas were in the outskirts. For convenience, he bought a large piece of land next to the dogfighting arena and built a horse stable and a golf practice field.

Chang Xiangfeng lived there almost all year round, and the estate became a gathering place for the elite of Beijing and Tianjin. It was an honor for them to receive an invitation from Chang Xiangfeng.

"Baozi, do you think that Yuan kid has gone crazy? Why is he against me?"

Sitting in the luxuriously decorated living room, Chang Xiangfeng was talking to someone beside him. He liked it here; it was like his kingdom, where he could decide life and death.

"Fourth Master, Yuan Dong was killed recently. I think Yuan Bingqi suspects us. Also, I heard that Yuan Bingqi is the biggest drug dealer in the north..."

The man called Baozi was a muscular man in his early thirties, originally named Fei Wanbiao. Don't be fooled by his name; Baozi was not a simple brute. His brain development and IQ far exceeded his muscular appearance.

Baozi was born in Jin Tian but grew up abroad. He graduated from West Point and served in the U.S. Special Forces for three years. It was unknown how Chang Xiangfeng had recruited him.

What others didn't know was that Baozi was actually Chang Xiangfeng's nephew. When his family immigrated, it was Chang Xiangfeng who paid for it. Now, he had returned to repay his uncle.

Since Baozi came to Jin Tian, Chang Xiangfeng's business had rapidly expanded. He turned the dogfighting and cockfighting arenas into cultural brands. Almost all tourists who had heard of them would come to see them.

Of course, the biggest profit point for the cockfighting and dogfighting arenas was still gambling. However, the daily gambling sessions were reduced to once a week.

Although the frequency decreased, the level of participants in the gambling sessions greatly increased. The minimum bet was 100,000 RMB, and sometimes a single game could result in losses or gains of tens of millions of RMB.

In comparison, the weekly gambling sessions were more profitable and reduced the risk. Under Baozi's operation, some government officials also participated, not seeing it as gambling.

As for Chang Xiangfeng's high-interest loan business, Baozi reorganized it. He registered several pawnshops and operated them under the guise of collateral, legally plugging the loopholes in the previous business.

Therefore, both publicly and privately, Chang Xiangfeng trusted his nephew the most. He even thought about leaving the business to Baozi after his death, along with a sum of money for his children.

"Nephew, I heard that Thailand, Myanmar, and Laos are cracking down on the Golden Triangle again. This time, Khun Sa might not escape."

There were only uncle and nephew in the room. Baozi no longer called him Fourth Master. After a pause, he said, "If the Golden Triangle is in trouble, the price of drugs worldwide will rise. If Yuan Bingqi is indeed a major drug dealer, his business will be affected."

Unlike ordinary people, Baozi's experiences and understanding of international affairs gave him a broader perspective. His words were surprisingly close to the truth.

"Drug dealer?"

Chang Xiangfeng narrowed his eyes and coldly snorted, "I think Yuan Bingqi is crazy for money and has forgotten how his grandfather died. Baozi, arrange a meeting with Jianguo and Junzi from the South District. We can't let him run wild in Jin Tian..."

Although Chang Xiangfeng's background was not clean, he had his own principles. He would never touch drugs, and there was an unwritten rule on the streets that anyone involved in the drug trade would face a united attack.