Hong Kong variety show: I Am a Tycoon

Chapter 116 Surprise! Unexpected!

A dozen minutes later, several Mercedes-Benz G-Class SUVs and several Mercedes-Benz sedans, flanking an imposing Mercedes-Benz Pullman armored vehicle, slowly pulled up in front of Lu Yu Tea House.

Luk Yu Tea House is very close to Lan Kwai Fong.

The young demon slaves of the Central Hall had long been stationed every five steps along both sides of the street, each with a straight posture, creating a solemn atmosphere.

Doom stepped forward and opened the car door: "Big Brother!"

Chen Jiajun stepped out of the bulletproof car with his left foot on the ground and both feet on the ground.

“Hong Le’s men, as well as Uncle Deng from Wo Luen Shing and Boss Pan from Cheung Yee are already upstairs,” Doom added.

Chen Jiajun raised his hand to look at his watch; it wasn't time yet.

"Coming so early, are you here to die?" Chen Jiajun sneered and strode upstairs.

Upon entering the teahouse, he saw numerous Hong Le Dadi teahouses, from the first floor all the way to the largest private room on the third floor.

“Our boss is already inside, Young Master Jun.”

At the door, the gentleman smiled at Chen Jiajun and then opened the door for him.

"Ouch."

Am I late?

Chen Jiajun stepped into the private room and said with a smile.

At this point, the table in the private room had been removed and replaced with four sofas, with a long, low coffee table in the middle.

As Chen Jiajun spoke, he sat down opposite Piao Ge, with all the young demon slaves standing behind him.

"Ah Jun, you're not late, we're the ones who arrived early."

The portly Wo Luen Shing Boss Deng said, picking up the teapot, "Today, Ah Pan and I are here to mediate, but we can't interfere with your specific thoughts."

"Let's settle this matter within the martial world. Let's all clear things up clearly: whether we want to fight or make peace. Let's not let tonight's situation get too ugly."

“Uncle Deng, since you and Boss Pan are both here, I will naturally give you face. I am the youngest in terms of seniority here, so I should do the tea-making.”

As Chen Jiajun spoke, he reached out to Uncle Deng and took the teapot.

Pan Laoda, puffing on his cigar, said, "Ah Jun, I've known Ah Piao for decades. He doesn't like to do these kinds of underhanded things. He's also known Chiang Kai-shek for decades. We're both from the Hong clan, so why would he poison Chiang Kai-shek?"

After pouring four cups of tea, Chen Jiajun put down the teapot and said, "Besides Hung Lok's men, the only people present at the time were our Hung Hing guys. The waiter has a clean record. Boss Pan, are you implying that my men did it?"

“That’s not what I meant. Before you Hung Hing do anything, you should always investigate the matter thoroughly. What if Hung Lok and Hung Hing clash, and the mastermind behind the scenes benefits?”

Pan shook his head and immediately explained.

"Yes, as the head of Hung Hing, I also want to be amicable, but Hung Lok won't give me the chance. At Chiang Tin-sang's funeral, Piao-ge was guilty and didn't show up. Do you think I would do anything to you in this kind of situation?"

Chen Jiajun looked at Piao Ge.

Piao Ge, with a cigar between his fingers, leaned back on the sofa and smoked. When Chen Jiajun questioned him, Piao Ge said, "Damn it! Handsome Jun! Why should I admit to something I didn't do? You Hung Hing are obviously trying to smear this piece of shit on our Hung Lok brand."

"If you haven't done it, what are you afraid of? I think the rumors in the underworld may not be unfounded."

Chen Jiajun picked up his teacup and took a sip.

Piao Ge slammed his hand on the table and stood up, saying, "So what's the deal now? Fight or settle? I'm ready for anything!"

"Brother Piao, you've been around for decades, and you don't even know how to handle this little thing?"
"In front of Uncle Deng and Boss Pan, I'm giving you a chance now. Hong Le, hand over the people, and Jiang Tiansheng's matter will be over."

Chen Jiajun said meaningfully, while raising his hand to look at his watch.

Piao Ge angrily shouted, "If it wasn't done by our Hong Le people, then it wasn't done by our people. Who do you want me to hand over to?!"

"Ah Piao, I don't think Ah Jun is disrespecting you. This is a good idea. If it can really be resolved this way, we can all shake hands and make peace," Pan Laoda advised.

Uncle Deng spoke up: "To be fair, if it really wasn't Hong Le who did it, how can A Piao face people in the future if they hand over people for no reason?"

"Alright, I won't talk to you about Chiang Tin-sang's matter for now. Brother Piao, I have another question for you. What the hell do you mean? Are you trying to recruit my men because you think Hung Hing is weak?"

Chen Jiajun suddenly snapped and yelled.

Piao Ge's expression immediately changed: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"What nonsense am I talking about? You unscrupulous Ma Wangjian, weren't you trying to win them over?" Chen Jiajun said, pointing at Piao Ge and cursing, "What the hell do you mean?"

Uncle Deng and Boss Pan exchanged a glance, immediately realizing how troublesome this matter was. Since Chen Jiajun had said so, he must have evidence in his hands. Looking at Piao Ge's extremely guilty appearance, this matter must not be false.

Pan Laoda took a sip of tea and said, "Ah Piao, you didn't tell us the truth?"

Piao Ge's face flushed instantly. He hadn't expected Chen Jiajun to know about this, which threw him off balance. He stammered, "They...they were willing...I didn't agree either. It's all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding..."

"You think you can resolve this with just a misunderstanding? What if I mess with your family first, then tell you it was a misunderstanding? Would you just let it go like that?"

Chen Jiajun, with a thick cigar between his fingers, retorted angrily.

When Hong Lepiao heard that Bengbu had settled down, he was surprised to find that this handsome man was not only good-looking, but also had such a sharp tongue.

For a moment, Piao Ge was speechless. He coughed awkwardly twice and asked, "So how do you want to solve this?"

"Damn it! My men have already gone to clean house. I'm not done with you yet. You still say that Chiang Tin-sang's affairs have nothing to do with you? Then what do you mean by taking this opportunity to recruit people from our Hung Hing?"

"In short, if you don't hand over the person within two days, I'll drive Hong Le out of business!"

Chen Jiajun unleashed a barrage of attacks.

Uncle Deng and Boss Pan couldn't get a word in edgewise; they just thought the young man was incredibly fierce!
Uncle Deng said, "Ah Piao, you're in the wrong about this."

"We can't get involved in this matter," Boss Pan immediately stated.

Piao Ge said in a deep voice, "Wait! I admit that it was wrong of me to pull people in, but Jiang Tiansheng's matter has nothing to do with me. Aren't you going too far?"

"Fuck your mother, is this all you've got? There's more to come, you haven't seen it yet!"

Chen Jiajun sneered.

Gentleman Sheng rolled up his sleeves, ready to fight: "Liang Jun, I'll make you lose your ancestors! Lao Ding, don't waste your breath on them!"

"You idiot! Do you want to die?!"

Doom was certainly not someone to be trifled with.

Just then, Yachi pushed open the door and called out, "Big Brother!"

Both groups immediately stopped fighting. Yaqi came over and leaned down, saying, "Big Brother, Old Yu and the others have arrived."

Chen Jiajun nodded, stood up straight, and said, "You old bastard, you won't give up until you see the Yellow River! Bring up the gift for this old bastard!"

Old Yu led a briefcase and the Seven Sons of Tianyang into the private room, then placed the briefcase on the table.

"Old man, are you even qualified to play with me? Open this briefcase and see what's inside!"

Chen Jiajun meaningfully pushed the briefcase over.

Upon seeing the briefcase, Gentleman Sheng retreated repeatedly, his face showing extreme terror: "Old Ding!"

He had used this briefcase earlier that day; he had personally handed it to the gunmen.

How could it have ended up in the hands of Chen Jiajun and his gang?
"You old bastard! Open the briefcase!! You think you can take out five million and hire fifteen gunmen to kill me?! You think you can?" Chen Jiajun shouted, his hands on the coffee table.

"Now all fifteen of their heads are in this safe!"

"Surprised? Unexpected?"

"You still say Jiang Tiansheng's death has nothing to do with you, you bastard! After getting rid of Jiang Tiansheng, you still want to get rid of me! And you even pretended to ask me out to settle things! You're a disgrace to your mother!"

(End of this chapter)