Hong Kong variety show: I Am a Tycoon

Chapter 128 Free Workers

Newbijian still wouldn't give up: "Mr. Chen, won't you reconsider the price of 115 yuan per share?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Newbridge, a gentleman's word is his bond," Chen Jiajun said with a smile.

He values ​​the future of Hutchison Whampoa Group.

It's important to understand that while these plots of land owned by Hutchison Whampoa may not be prime locations on Hong Kong Island or in Kowloon, they possess significant potential for future growth!
In his previous life, Li Ka-shing became a Hong Kong wealth legend by acquiring Hutchison Whampoa.

Moreover, the influence of Hutchison Whampoa, one of the four major foreign trading companies, cannot be bought with money.

Living on Hong Kong Island, especially as the leader of Hung Hing, Chan Ka-Chun understood all too well the importance of his identity.

Now he jumps rope on a tightrope, and if anyone really dislikes him, he can take care of him in no time.

But if there is a large corporation as a backing, then it's a different story.

Sir Bao let out a breath of stale air, immediately stood up, and shook hands with Chen Jiajun: "Jun, thank you!"

“Sir, you don’t need to be so polite! You should return to Hong Kong Island first. Tonight, I will bring my lawyer to meet with you.”

Chen Jiajun also grasped his hand.

"Haha, it's okay, I can wait for you. I haven't been able to relax in a long time either."

Sir John Paul was unwilling to leave immediately. What if Chen Jiajun changed his mind on the way and sold it to the Jardine Matheson Group? Wouldn't he have ended up with nothing?

Thus, a deal worth HK$24.675 billion was finalized at the Sam Shing Temple in Fanling.

After reaching an agreement, Chen Jiajun left the San Sheng Palace to continue his gang activities.

Lu Hantao lowered his voice and said to Lu Yongyu, "Daughter, Dad agrees to you being his girlfriend, but you must fight for it yourself and become his wife."

"Dad...didn't you say before that I wasn't allowed to associate with him?"

Lu Yongyu was stunned.

"When did I say that?!" Old Master Lu denied it outright.

“Dad, but he has two girlfriends.” Lu Yongyu said, sounding aggrieved.

"Are you stupid? In Hong Kong, which successful man doesn't have three wives and four concubines? You should be more magnanimous!"
Besides, she's just my girlfriend.

The old man's expression changed in an instant...

……

"Ada."

When Uncle Xing saw Chen Jiajun approaching, he handed him a list: "After careful selection, only one person is qualified to become your disciple. His name is Lin Yutian. Have him come over here?"

Chen Jiajun glanced at the resume and immediately recognized him as Lin Yutian, who would later become the most educated and powerful figure in Hong Kong's underworld, ranking among the Five Tigers and Ten Heroes of the New Bureau of Investigation and Statistics!
President of the Muay Thai Council!
Because of his fluent English and ferocious killing skills, he was jokingly called "Fierce Ghost Tian" by people in the underworld!
"His father and mother used to be crooked, don't worry, they're not exactly clean people."

Uncle Xing introduced Lin Yutian.

"So he's a second-generation gangster!" Chen Jiajun suddenly realized.

His lawyer, Huang Dawen, also came from the old gang; indeed, the older the gang, the more talented people it has.

The first generation of triads flaunted their wealth and slept around on the streets, providing a safety net for the second generation. So far, only Uncle Hing's son has achieved any real success as a lawyer.

In this respect, Hung Hing still lacks some foundation.

When the second generation of Hung Hing are all college students and no longer need to show off their horses and cheat on their friends in the streets, then Hung Hing will truly be powerful.

He smiled and said, "No need to call him over. We can see him when we open the incense hall this afternoon anyway. Alright, go and see if we've recruited enough people. If we have, we'll open the mountain hall and pay respects to the mountain gate."

"Ah Da, those scoundrels from the housing estate are still coming up the hill in droves!"

Uncle Xing pointed to the lively scene over there.

Looking out, Chen Jiajun couldn't see the end of the line, and his scalp tingled: "Haven't we already been collecting them all morning?"

"People in the underworld are saying that even Sir Bao has to pay homage to your patron, so a lot of thugs want to join Hung Hing."

Uncle Xing was all smiles, his mouth practically splitting open.

At his advanced age, today was the most glorious and happiest day of his life.

Chen Jiajun immediately said, "We must strictly control the process."

"Don't worry, sir! Even if the cops want to drive in a nail, we'll make sure they can't."

Uncle Xing said solemnly.

"The more 'nails' a triad has, the more unstoppable it becomes. Just be strict about quality control, and recruit any useful talents into Hung Hing."

Chen Jiajun shook his head and explained.

There are definitely many undercover agents in Hung Hing; Chen Jiajun thinks you can't even count them on one hand.

Those who came to pay their respects today, from various branches, probably recruited quite a few undercover agents.

Chen Jiajun, on the contrary, took a very relaxed view of the matter. As long as Hung Hing didn't do anything illegal or criminal, and acted uprightly, even undercover agents couldn't do anything to the triad.

Besides, even if someone is an undercover agent, they can still be used by Hung Hing.

For example, to join one of his core gangs, you have to start working on a construction site for three years first! Usually, the gang just shows off their skills and doesn't let them participate.

Three years later, by then the undercover work will have become a skilled job, and he will be promoted to a construction team leader, and after that, there will be a captain...

Three years, then another three years, and then yet another three years.

Even the most patient undercover agent wouldn't be able to hold out, right?
"Yes, Ah Da!"

Uncle Xing immediately agreed.

In the crowd, undercover agent Chen Zilong was completely unaware that he was about to begin a three-year-long life of manual labor...

……

It wasn't until after 3 p.m.

The recruitment work for all the Hung Hing branches has finally been completed.

Doom strode confidently to the gates of the Three Saints Palace and proclaimed in a loud voice:

"If there are any fellow martial artists today who wish to join the Hung Hing sect, they may formally become disciples!"

"One hundred people at a time, entering the mountain in batches, with those entering the Wan Chai branch going first."

……

"First oath: From the moment you join the Hongmen, your parents are my parents, and your brothers and sisters are my brothers and sisters! If anyone disobeys this oath or fails to cherish this bond, it will be considered a breach of oath, and may they be struck down by five thunderbolts!"

"Second oath: If any of my brothers' parents pass away and I have no money for their burial, I must inform all my brothers. Those who can help should help as much as they can, and those who have no money should contribute their labor to complete the task. Anyone who pretends not to know this shall be struck down by five thunderbolts!"

……

The Wan Chai branch has strict recruitment requirements, but there are still fifty determined individuals, or those with ulterior motives, willing to join the Wan Chai branch and work as laborers at Hang Lung Group...

Fifty brothers stripped off their clothes, their upper bodies bare, knelt on both knees, holding three sticks of incense, and shouted in unison before the memorial tablets of the Five Ancestors, the Three Heroes, Jiang Tiansheng, and Jiang Zhen on the incense altar.

The day.

The various branches of Hung Hing have recruited a total of more than 3,000 people.

Of these, only one person became a disciple of Chen Jiajun.

Fifty people from the Wan Chai branch.

Eighty people from the Central Church.

Chen Jiajun's core branches only recruit this many people; the rest are in branches in Tsim Sha Tsui and elsewhere.

……

That evening.

Doom, Old Prison, Yaqi, and others, along with their respective gangs' newly arrived underlings, arrived at the Henglong Group construction site.

Doom smiled "honestly," patted Chen Nanlu, the engineering director of Hang Lung Group, on the shoulder, and said with a sly grin, "Old Chen, what do you think of these new goods?"

"Excellent, excellent! They're all strong and healthy, good quality, and look like they'll work well!"

"Hey hey hey."

Chen Nanlu wore gold-rimmed glasses, had tanned skin, wore a Patek Philippe watch on his wrist, and sported a slicked-back hairstyle, making him seem completely out of place among the group's senior executives.

Looking at the two or three hundred burly Hung Hing men in front of him, Chen Nanlu's eyes gleamed, and he chuckled.

Doom rubbed his thumb and forefinger together and said, "The price, shall we keep the same as before?"

"Don't worry! This price applies to everything brought by Hung Hing!"

Chen Nanlu patted Dum on the shoulder.

in the crowd.

Chen Zilong's uneasy emotions began to stir, and his eyes gleamed with a sharp light. This was big news!
After all, this scene looks exactly like human trafficking or kidney cutting!
And it also involves Hang Lung Group!

If this case is solved, the position of inspector will be beckoning to him.

That's when.

"Ah Long, here you go!"

Doom tossed over a three-piece safety kit: a helmet, a seatbelt, and a reflective vest.

Chen Zilong's smile froze.

(End of this chapter)