Hong Kong variety show: I Am a Tycoon

Chapter 136 I have mysophobia
The doorbell rang, and a sharp-eyed man went to open the door.

A female hotel employee handed over a hotel note, saying, "Someone asked me to give this to Mr. Chen."

The brother took the letter, nodded, and went into the meeting room to hand it to his elder brother.

After glancing at it, Chen Jiajun stood up and said, "I need to go out and see Ding Yao from the Sanlian Gang."

Tian Yangsheng put the pistol in his pocket, Doom straightened his clothes, and the young demon slaves also stood up one after another. Yaqi brought Chen Jiajun a crocodile skin coat.

Chen Jiajun waved his hand and said, "Old Yu, you just follow me. The rest of you can rest, and the rest of you can go to the casino to keep watch."

Old Yu immediately puffed out his chest with pride and stuffed the cigar box into his pocket.

……

As Chen Jiajun, dressed in a crocodile-skin coat and smoking a cigar, walked out of the Lisboa Hotel toward Sullivan Restaurant, with Lao Yu following closely behind.

From the shop window, Ding Yao looked at Chen Jiajun not far away.

She conquered countless men in her lifetime.

Rich people, powerful people, handsome people, ugly people.

But the only one he hadn't conquered was this handsome young man not far away, dashing and wealthy, holding a high position at a young age and achieving great success.

Ding Yao has conquered many men, but she has never conquered Chen Jiajun.

Looking at Chen Jun, Ding Yao couldn't help but have some thoughts about him.

Human nature.

Boss Jun walked into the restaurant step by step and sat down opposite Ding Yao.

Old Yu stood beside him, meeting Gao Jie's gaze with a mocking look that immediately made Gao Jie want to run away.

Chen Jiajun took a cigar out of the cigar box, and the blue flame that lit it flickered on his handsome face.

A waitress approached and asked, "Sir, what would you like to drink?"

"Coffee, with extra milk, please."

Chen Jiajun shrugged his shoulders, looking very imposing.

Ding Yao rested her chin on her hand, her eyes filled with provocation as she looked at Boss Jun.

Soon, the waiter brought the coffee.

Chen Jiajun looked at Gao Jie and said to Lao Yu, "You two can go out first."

Old Yu turned and left.

The mute Gao Jie remained unmoved, because he truly felt his own inferiority complex through Chen Jiajun.

Ding Yao, with a stern face, said in a low voice, "Get out. Can't you see me and Boss Jun? Do you want to talk?"

After struggling for a moment, Kao Chieh finally turned around and walked out of Sullivan Restaurant.

Looking at Chen Jiajun in front of her, Ding Yao said in a soft, charming voice, "Our Sanlian has partnered with Number Gang."

"What does it have to do with me? We keep to ourselves." Chen Jiajun's slightly magnetic voice was quite indifferent.

Ding Yao was not discouraged by Chen Jiajun's indifference.

She revealed her purpose: "But from my perspective, in the entire Macau, only you, Boss Jun, are the best partner."

"Thank you for your kind words, Ms. Ding."

Chen Jiajun toyed with a cigar in his hand, his tone still indifferent.

Ding Yao continued, "Because you are the best at business, and with your methods, if we cooperate, we can take over the entire gambling industry in Macau."

"I came to Macau just to get what I deserve; I don't have that much ambition."

Chen Jiajun shook his head and smiled.

Ding Yao, however, keenly grasped the aloofness in Chen Jiajun's tone and said pitifully, "I don't know why Mr. Chen is always so cold to me. Am I really that unsightly?"

"Your beauty is irrelevant to me. I am not interested in you, Miss Ding."

Chen Jiajun shook his head again.

Seeing that this tactic was not working, Ding Yao immediately said, "Our Sanlian has invested 100 million to renovate the casino halls of Mo Ding Ping and Wan Kuok Koi. Street Market Wei has also joined us. If your Hung Hing sits and waits for death, your business will be swallowed up as well."

"Then let's see who's really up to. Thanks for the information. How much money do you want?"

Chen Jiajun pulled out his checkbook.

Ding Yao shook her head and said, "I don't need money."

"What do you want?" Chen Jiajun asked. "How about we team up to sweep the number gang out of the game?" Ding Yao stared at Chen Jiajun; her eyes were expressive, and it was hard to tell whether she was telling the truth or not.

Chen Jiajun didn't want to beat around the bush anymore: "Ms. Ding, I'll pretend I didn't hear what you said today. You can leave now."

Ding Yao stretched out her little foot and hooked it around his calf: "Can't you even do that if I have to sacrifice myself?"

“I have obsessive-compulsive disorder about cleanliness,” Chen Jiajun said with a smile as he picked up his coffee.

Ding Yao's expression changed: "What did you say?"

“You don’t have the capital to cooperate with me,” Chen Jiajun said. “Unless you take care of Lei Gong, I will be very interested.”

Ding Yao was startled, but feigned a wronged expression: "I've been telling the truth until now, don't you believe me?"

Chen Jiajun slowly exhaled a wisp of white smoke:
"You want to use your body to take me down, but I, Chen Jiajun, am not interested in you. Besides, the Sanlian Gang is not under your control. Unless you get the mute Gao Jie outside the door to take out Lei Gong, you will not be qualified to sit across from me."

"Let me think. You've already got this idea in mind, but the reason you want to see me is to get my support, right?"

Having her thoughts exposed, Ding Yao's face turned deathly pale.

Chen Jiajun chuckled:
"This is a high-stakes gamble. I've seen through your cards. You're in danger."

"At this point, you need to learn when to fold and when to call."

Calling means you'll lose more, maybe even your life. Folding, while you might lose some now, at least you'll have chips to rebuild.

"Furthermore, let me give you a piece of advice: the most tragic person is one who doesn't recognize their own limitations."

"You can't hold onto your position as the leader of the Sanlian Gang."

At this point, Chen Jiajun raised his hand to check his time, "You have five minutes to convince me."

Ding Yao's arms were trembling uncontrollably; her mental defenses had crumbled. After a long while, she picked up her coffee and took a sip.
“I have no status in the Sanlian Gang. If Lei Gong dies, my end will not be good, because the only person who will succeed me as the leader of the Sanlian Gang will be Lei Fuhong.”

“I once wanted to have a child with Lei Gong. With an heir, he would be qualified to inherit the Sanlian Gang. But since Sister-in-law Shufen died a few years ago, Lei Gong hasn’t touched me at all.”

"Therefore, I have no choice but to fight for it myself."

Chen Jiajun nodded and said, "You've thought it through very clearly, but you don't have a strong backer or any real power of your own. Your ending won't be good."

"Then you'll help me?" Ding Yao blinked her eyes and asked.

"What can I get?" Chen Jiajun asked with interest.

Ding Yao noticed a long woman's hair on Chen Jiajun's clothes. She stood up, tucked it away, and said with a charming smile, "So you like long hair? How about I grow it out?"

Chen Jiajun suddenly stood up and gave Ding Yao a meaningful smile: "It's all up to you. I'm not interested in you."

Seeing the cold look in Chen Jiajun's eyes, Ding Yao withdrew her hand as if she had been electrocuted.

She never expected that her beauty, which she was so proud of, would have no effect whatsoever in front of Chen Jiajun.

Ding Yao asked, "Mr. Chen, is it only if I kill Lei Gong that I have the leverage to cooperate with you?"

"Lei Gong has so many bodyguards around him, what are you planning to do?" Chen Jiajun asked with great interest.

Ding Yao replied, "Gao Jie is Lei Gong's man, he's one of mine. I'll arrange for the Number Gang to come over, and then I'll have Gao Jie kill Lei Gong and frame the Number Gang."

"As long as you help me wipe out the number gang, I will avenge my husband and completely secure my position as the leader of the Sanlian Gang."

"From now on, both I and the Sanlian Gang belong to you. If you don't believe me, you can try me now. How about it? You go to book a room, or should I?"

Chen Jiajun didn't reply. He frowned, shook his head, took a deep drag on his cigar, and threw it into the ashtray.

After saying that, he took out a banknote, threw it on the table, and strode out.

Chen Jiajun once said that the most pathetic person is one who cannot recognize their own worth.

Ding Yao's self-perceived cleverness was nothing in Chen Jiajun's eyes.

Is she qualified to work with Chen Jiajun?
absolutely not.

She simply wanted to rely on Chen Jiajun's influence to secure her position in the Triads of Taiwan.

In other words, Chen Jiajun will have to send troops to Taiwan to help Ding Yao secure her position in the Sanlian Gang.

This is too much trouble!

Chen Jiajun knows exactly what he wants.

If Ding Yao is smart enough, he's willing to give her a helping hand.

But Ding Yao was of no value to him.

Why would he cooperate with a woman who has no value and isn't very smart?

What she should have done was to fold after Chen Jiajun saw through her hand, but she didn't, because she didn't see through Chen Jiajun's hand, nor did she understand herself!
(End of this chapter)