Hong Kong variety show: I Am a Tycoon

Chapter 124 Completely Convinced!

Tian Yangsheng walked over carrying firecrackers, watching Liao Zhizong's departing figure, and said, "What's he doing here? Looking for trouble!"

“About two weeks ago, a police superintendent from the Serious Crimes Unit named Zhang Wenyao borrowed 200 million from me privately. He came to ask me about this matter,” Chen Jiajun explained casually.

"Zhang Wenyao?"

Tian Yangsheng felt a tightness in his chest and stood frozen in place. He had never given up tracking Zhang Wenyao, and this was the first time he had heard the name in more than half a month.

"How come you know him?"

Tian Yangsheng immediately shook his head: "I don't know him, what's wrong?"

"It's good that you're alright. That bastard took 200 million from me and committed suicide half a month ago. What a bastard!"

Chen Jiajun stomped his foot in anger again, but inside he was overjoyed.

what?
Tian Yangsheng was stunned for a moment!
Zhang Wenyao, you bastard!

Fuck your mother!
You took the 100 million US dollars that we seven siblings worked so hard to get, and then you committed suicide!
You bastard!

Where am I supposed to collect this debt?!

The inside story of the Central robbery and bombing was completely buried in the dust of history with the death of Cheung Man-yiu.

Not far away, Uncle Hing, dressed in a suit, led the guests who had come to participate in the ribbon-cutting ceremony: "Ah Da, the three young masters of Central have been invited to do the ribbon-cutting."

The "Three Young Masters of Central" refers to Paul Chung, Leslie Cheung, and Chan Pak-keung, three up-and-coming stars who were just beginning to show their potential as superstars.

"Chen Sheng."

Mrs. Chen.

Zhong Baolu had a smile on his face. Although he had once liked Guan Jiahui, he had completely given up on the idea after that night.

"Brother Jun."

"Jia Hui!"

Leslie Cheung was also all smiles.

"Come on, everyone, come over here."

Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine firecrackers exploded throughout Lan Kwai Fong.

"Crack!"

The group stood behind the long strip of silk, holding scissors, and together cut the silk.

Behind them, the words "Jun Ge Game Hall Lan Kwai Fong Store" shone brightly.

Guojun Technology already has 30,000 units of inventory piling up. If they close for even one less day, it would be a disrespect to their money.

The Lan Kwai Fong store in Central opened for business after a simple renovation.

The arcade has a full 500 machines, and it was packed on its first day of opening without even a trial period. White-collar workers and foreigners from Central packed Jun Ge's Arcade.

Even the price of 5 Hong Kong dollars per game coin couldn't dampen their enthusiasm.

Over the next two days, Ah Jun's Game Hall opened a total of one hundred branches in Hung Hing's territory, including Causeway Bay, Wan Chai, and Tsim Sha Tsui!

Depending on the location of the branch and the local market conditions, the price of game tokens ranges from 1 to 5 yuan.

Of course, different price points at different branches use different game tokens to prevent people from buying a dollar worth of game tokens from other branches and then using them at branches in Central or Causeway Bay.

The introduction of 30,000 arcade machines immediately ignited the enthusiasm of hooligans, students, and white-collar workers throughout Hong Kong. Couples and students going to Ah Jun Arcade and Jun Ge Arcade after school became a trend.

……

a few days later.

Fanling, Sam Shing Temple.

At the foot of the mountain, more than a hundred young demon slaves, dressed in suits and wearing sunglasses, stood guard at the entrance to the mountain, resembling javelins.

Buses, one after another, carried the Hung Hing brothers into the mountains.

A dozen police cars and vehicles were parked in front of the mountain road. Wong Chi-shing of the West Kowloon Anti-Triad Unit went up and negotiated with Hung Hing-tsai for a while before letting some of the police cars and vehicles continue to drive forward.

As for himself, he led dozens of police officers to guard the foot of the mountain. They were responsible for checking the thugs who came into the mountain today, as well as members of various gangs.

Today, Hung Hing's gates are wide open; any scoundrel who meets the requirements has the opportunity to become a member of Hung Hing.

So many scoundrels, as if on a pilgrimage to the West, slowly made their way along the mountain path.

They included residents from Shek Mei Gap and Tsz Wan Shan housing estates, indigenous people from the New Territories, and some lone gangsters.

Which organization is the most powerful in the world today?
Hongxing!

In today's world, which business leader is the most successful? Hung Hing Liangjun!

"Brother Zilong, why are there still messengers here to attend the Hung Hing inauguration ceremony?"

Among the group of江湖人士 (jianghu figures), a trendy-looking rascal asked the leader, Chen Zilong, a question.

"Who am I asking you to ask me?"

Chen Zilong is about 1.75 meters tall, with thick arms and calloused hands, clearly a former action star.

Although Chen Zilong said it like that, he knew the truth in his heart.

This Hung Hing inauguration ceremony was approved by the Governor of Hong Kong through the guise of a privately organized ceremony, thanks to the great-grandfather of Lu Hantao of the New Territories. Naturally, the police had to come to maintain order.

"Brother Zilong, do you think I have a chance to become Brother Jun's apprentice?"

The trendy-looking hoodlum asked again, panting.

The new leader was appointed, and according to the rules, the gates were opened wide, giving all the scoundrels the opportunity to become his disciples.

"You definitely don't have a chance. With Zilong's skills, he'll definitely be able to become Jun's apprentice."

Someone nearby laughed and said.

"Shh! Shh! Shh!"

A black Mercedes-Benz Pullman armored vehicle led the way, followed by a convoy of ten Mercedes-Benz SELs that sped toward the mountaintop.

Chen Zilong and the others quickly made way, and everyone looked at the convoy with expressions of admiration.

"Brother Jun!"

"Between Brother Jun and the head of Xinji, who is more powerful?"

"That's naturally Brother Jun!"

"..."

Many thugs looked at the impressive convoy with longing in their eyes, which strengthened their resolve to join Hung Hing. The crowd was buzzing with discussion, but Chen Zilong looked solemn.

The newly appointed Wan Chai anti-triad officer, Cheung Chung-ch'ass, sent him to infiltrate Hung Hing under the name of "Brilliant Chun" as an undercover agent.

Chen Zilong has been out of police academy for two years. During these two years, he has been hanging around the Tsz Wan Shan housing estate area and has gained considerable fame. Many gangs want to recruit him, but Chen Zilong has refused them all.

By this time, he had already gained some fame in the underworld, and with the corroboration of fellow estate dwellers, no one doubted his joining Hung Hing.

When Chen Jiajun's convoy arrived at the Sansheng Palace, the entire palace was already filled with the sounds of gongs and drums.

A drum troupe of over a hundred people is beating drums on both sides of the gate, the sound of the drums booming.

Sixteen pairs of lion dancers and nine long dragons, each with a different posture, staged a scene of dragons vying for the tiger's head.

Hundreds of round tables were placed on the open ground, and those that couldn't fit were placed further down the mountain path.

The convoy slowly came to a stop, and Doom and the returning Old Evil opened the left and right doors of the Mercedes Pullman, one on each side.

Looking at the magnificent scene, Bao Hua turned to Chen Jiajun behind him and said, "Ah Da, today's scene surpasses even the Governor's birthday celebration."

Chen Jiajun, dressed in a dragon-patterned suit, got out of the car, a smile appearing on his lips: "Brother Qiang, Uncle Tao and Uncle Fa really put their hearts into this."

He extended his hand to Luk Yip-keung, the eldest son of Luk Wong-fat, chairman of the Heung Yee Kuk.

"Ah Jun, today is your big day! Congratulations! You're the youngest business tycoon in all of Hong Kong!"

Lu Yeqiang also grasped Chen Jiajun's hand.

He knew that with Chen Jiajun's current status, he could advance or retreat as he pleased, and if he aspired to develop his career in politics, it was also possible, after all, Chen Jiajun was the chairman of Guojun Technology and a philanthropist who had donated 5000 million yuan.

Chen Jiajun's name was also included in the list of Justices of the Peace drafted by the Jiang family.

not far away.

Chicken was wearing a black suit with a red flower pinned to his chest. Anyone could tell that Chicken was one of the main figures in today's inauguration ceremony.

After handling Chan Ho-nam's funeral arrangements, Chicken, Tai Tin-yi, and Pao-pi were extremely confused, but then they suddenly learned that Chicken had been handpicked by Chan Ka-chun to be the leader of Chai Wan.

At this moment, Chicken looked at Chen Jiajun, who was dressed in traditional attire, and felt a sense of confusion.

Undoubtedly, Chan Ka-Chun is now the epitome of righteousness among the Hung Hing members. After the battle with Hung Lok and Sun Kei, Chan Ka-Chun firmly established himself. Today, there are only two territories in the world that are completely under his control: Tuen Mun and Wan Chai.

Wan Chai was acquired by Chan Ka-Chun.

In addition, Chen Jiajun avenged Jiang Tiansheng.

With Chen Jiajun's numerous great achievements, everyone in Hung Hing, from the elders to the lowest-ranking members, was completely convinced of his merits!
(End of this chapter)