Hong Kong variety show: I Am a Tycoon

Chapter 137 Dying with Dignity
Ding Yao watched Chen Jiajun's retreating figure, feeling resentful.

Kao Chieh walked into the restaurant: "Has he agreed to cooperate with us?"

Ding Yao slowly shook her head, feeling uneasy for some reason.

I spent the whole night in anxiety.

On the way back to the Lisboa Hotel, Chen Jiajun dialed Lei Gong's number and introduced himself: "Boss Lei, this is Chen Jiajun from Hung Hing."

"Mr. Chen, what's the matter so late?" Lei Gong, wearing glasses, sat on the sofa flipping through a book.

"It's nothing. I'll be visiting tomorrow morning, just letting you know in advance," Chen Jiajun said with a smile.

"Oh, you're very welcome." Lei Gong had no idea what Chen Jiajun was up to.

"By the way, I hope you won't tell Miss Ding about this."

"why?"

"It's nothing, I just wanted to surprise her."

After finishing speaking, Chen Jiajun hung up the phone immediately and took out a voice recorder from his pocket, rubbing it between his fingers.

The next day.

"Brother, last night our three casinos made a profit of 100 million after deducting all costs. After deducting the taxes paid to the Macau government and the share from SJM Holdings, the total was 35 million!"

"How many?"

Chen Jiajun was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, and couldn't help but ask the old evil man.

"We made a total of thirty-five million!"

"In addition, the total amount of money transfer business we introduced to Number Gang was 2 million, and we received a commission of 1350 million."

The old evil replied again.

Thirty-five million? !

How could you earn so much in just one day and one night?
The three casinos only cost a little over 30 million, but they broke even in just one day?

The profits are simply too tempting.

After calculating it again, Chen Jiajun felt a chill run down his spine.

No wonder that after the VIP rooms and junket operators were established in the past, all the junket operators in Hong Kong wanted to come to Macau to make money, and the infighting among Macau junket operators was a persistent problem.

"Haojiang Hall, go and buy another batch of waterwheels to transport tourists. Also, remember to make proper arrangements for today's tourists. We've made so much money, so don't be stingy with these things."

Chen Jiajun gave Lao E a few instructions, then stood up and said, "Tian Yangsheng, Bai Lu, Lao Yu, Du Mu, Ya Qi, you're coming out with me. Bring your guns."

"Yes!"

The five men whose names were called immediately stood up and put their Browning pistols into their pockets.

Upon arriving at Lei Gong's presidential suite, a member of the Sanlian Gang, the bodyguard at the door knocked.

"Clap."

The door opens.

Lei Gong, dressed in a Zhongshan suit, had a ruddy and radiant complexion: "Mr. Chen, please."

Ding Yao never expected that the person who came would be Chen Jiajun. Her unease increased. She placed her hands in front of her lower abdomen and bowed deeply, saying, "Mr. Chen, please."

Chen Jiajun stepped into the reception room, sat down at the tea table, picked up his teacup, and smiled: "Mr. Lei, we had an unpleasant encounter last time. Please forgive me for disturbing you today."

"Mr. Chen's business acumen has truly broadened my horizons," Lei Gong said with a smile, holding his teacup.

Chen Jiajun took a sip of hot tea, put down the teacup and said, "Mr. Lei is too kind. It is Mr. Lei's foresight and wisdom that have broadened my horizons."

The two began to boast to each other.

After a brief exchange of polite business compliments, Lei Gong put down his teacup, tapped the table lightly, and asked, "May I ask what advice Mr. Chen has for me today?"

"If you've come because of my cooperation with the Number Gang, then please forgive me, Mr. Chen. The hundreds of thousands of brothers in the Sanlian Gang all need to eat. I know there was some friction last time, and from now on we'll keep to ourselves."

In stark contrast to his previous domineering manner, Lei Gong's words today were quite polite.

However, there was also a threatening undertone in his words.
His hundreds of thousands of men also need to support their families!
Our cooperation with the Number Gang has nothing to do with your Hung Hing Group. Don't be ungrateful.

Chen Jiajun naturally understood the meaning behind Lei Gong's words. He smoked his cigar and smiled, "I can't interfere with your business of opening a casino with the Number Gang. Making money is a matter of course."

"However, Mr. Lei, I'm here to save you today, so you don't go astray!"

Upon hearing this, the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became tense.

On both sides of the reception room, the henchmen of the No. 20 Sanlian Gang all looked tense, quietly placing their hands on the buttocks of their guns.

As for Du Mu, Tian Yangsheng, Bai Lu, and others behind Chen Jiajun, they didn't take these people seriously at all.

Despite the tense atmosphere, Chen Jiajun crossed his legs and said with a playful expression, "Do you have a radio? I have a cassette tape here that I'm sure you'll find interesting."

Lei Gong's eyes were deep, sensing that something good was about to be presented. He stared at Chen Jiajun and asked, "Was it good?"

Chen Jiajun smiled and said, "I guarantee it will be amazing!"

"Bring me a radio," Lei Gong said, looking up.

"Take out the tape!" Chen Jiajun said with a smile.

Xiao Hei immediately turned around and went to the counter, took out a radio, and placed it on the tea table in front of Chen Jiajun and Lei Gong.

Old Yu opened his briefcase, took out a cassette tape, turned on the radio, and put the tape in.

Turning around and seeing Ding Yao, Lao Yu grinned, then returned to his elder brother's back.

"Squeak."

The magnetic tape started spinning.

Ding Yao's hands, which were placed in front of her lower abdomen, were trembling slightly, as if she had an ominous premonition. She quietly turned her gaze to Gao Jie.

At this moment, Ding Yao remembered what Chen Jiajun had said last night: "I've seen through your hand, you're in danger."

Kao Chieh noticed the gaze and placed his hand on the handle of the gun at his waist, fully prepared.

All twenty suited gunmen at the scene were Kao Chieh's men.

Although they were loyal to Lei Kung, Kaohsiung's influence was also significant.

The radio started playing a recording...

“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…”

Ding Yao's voice came out.

Lei Gong immediately gripped the teacup tightly, his face flushed red, and his blood rushed to his head.

Kaohsiung MRT!

Ding Yao!

One was his bodyguard, and the other was his ex-mistress!

He never expected this!

This recording, once it reached this point, had already amplified its impact, completely igniting the conflict within the room!

You don't need to listen to anything after that!

"boom!"

A loud gunshot suddenly rang out in the hall.

Kao Chieh could no longer restrain himself and drew his pistol, aiming it at Chen Chia-Chun in front of him.

The two were less than five meters apart.

It's practically within arm's reach!
Within reach!

Bai Lu quickly drew her pistol from her waist and pulled the trigger.

The firing pin clanged, igniting the gunpowder in the bullet.

"call out!"

The bullet shot out of the gun barrel instantly.

"Ding!"

Bullets collide!
The two bullets collided!
The two bullets collided, pressing and denting each other, instantly fusing into one flat object. With a clang, it landed on the floor.

At this moment, Tian Yangsheng finally finished drawing his gun and pulled the trigger.

Bai Lu pulled the trigger a second time, firing the second bullet!

"boom!"

Slow down the movement.

"puff!"

Tian Yangsheng's first bullet and Bai Lu's second bullet hit their targets precisely!

Kao Chieh's head exploded with two holes, and his entire body fell backward to the ground.

Bai Lu shifted her arm and suddenly turned the gun around, aiming it at Ding Yao.

Tian Yangsheng then pointed his spear at Lei Gong.

Ding Yao was originally sitting on a chair on the right, sitting next to Lei Gong.

The moment Kao Chieh fired, Ting Yao also tried to get up and immediately find cover.

But the next moment, Kao Chieh died!

Bai Lu pointed the gun directly at her.

She sat down again, placing her hands in front of her lower abdomen, regaining her elegant posture.

His face was pale, his hands trembled uncontrollably, and even the muscles in his face were shaking.

"Crash!"

Twenty gunmen from the Triads pulled out their pistols, pointed them forward, and aimed at Chen Jiajun in the center.

Chen Jiajun, however, remained calm and composed with a smile on his face, sitting on the wooden chair.

"stop!"

Lei Gong immediately raised his hand to stop the gunmen from firing, and listened quietly to the recording.

Chen Jiajun also waved his hand, and Tian Yangsheng put away his pistol. However, there was a hint of fear in Tian Yangsheng's eyes when he looked at Bai Lu. Bai Lu's marksmanship was much better than his!

And this is just Bailu's most basic skill.

Bai Lu's gun was still pointed at Ding Yao.

The recording has finished playing.

Lei Gong lowered his hand, sighed, stood up, and said, "As expected of Jun, the leader of Hung Hing!"

"Sorry, I played the wrong recording. There's another recording that I'm sure Mr. Lei would also be interested in."

Chen Jiajun maintained his smile as he looked at the old prison guard.

Lei Gong looked surprised and returned to his seat.

Old Yu took out a second cassette tape and put it into the tape recorder.

"As you all know, I am a legislator from Taiwan. I will be negotiating with the Macau government in my capacity as a legislator. In addition, I will be meeting with Ghost King Nie Aotian in the next few days!"

"It's simple. As long as I get the gambling license, you pay, and I pay..."

After listening.

Lei Gong raised an eyebrow, then relaxed it, and said with complete conviction, "From now on, you, Chen Jiajun, are my friend. In Taiwan, everyone has to give me, Lei Gong, some face, and everyone has to give you, Chen Jiajun, some face too!"

"Our Sanlian Gang will not join forces with the Number Gang regarding the gambling licenses in Macau."

"Furthermore, if your Hung Hing wants to do any business in Taiwan, our Sanlian gang will lend a helping hand!"

Compared to Ding Yao.

Lei Gong is a person who can take things in stride.

They joined forces with the Macau Numbers Gang to seek a second gambling license and brought Nie Aotian into the business.

Lei Gong knew that he couldn't let others know.

In particular, Chen Jiajun, who is now close to He Xin, must not find out.

Since his cards had been exposed, Lei Gong chose to leave the game. Although he had already spent a considerable amount of money, stopping now would prevent even greater losses in the future.

In addition, Chen Jiajun exposed Ding Yao and Gao Jie's conspiracy.

That truly saved Lei Gong's life.

Lei Gong's decision to leave immediately and befriend Chen Jiajun was the right one.

Chen Jiajun nodded and said, "Okay."

Then, Chen Jiajun stood up and took the pistol from Bai Lu's hand. "How about I handle this woman?"

"Do whatever you want with it!"

Lei Gong's gaze swept across Ding Yao's face, he snorted coldly, and walked away.

Ding Yao sat there, stunned. Her hands, which had been trembling violently, began to calm down. There was still a glimmer of hope left in Chen Jiajun's hands.

"let's go!"

Mr. Lei strode forward, brushing past Ding Yao, and led a large group of Sanlian Gang henchmen away from the presidential suite. Doom, Old Prison, and others also left the presidential suite.

"Clap!"

The door was tightly shut. Ding Yao immediately got up and unfastened the sash of her kimono, revealing large expanses of her fair skin. Then she knelt down and crawled forward, pleading with tears streaming down her face, "Mr. Chen! Save me! I'll do anything you ask!"

"Please have pity on me, master, save me!"

"Woo..."

Ding Yao bent over, head raised, limbs on the ground, tears in her eyes, kneeling forward.

"Master~"

"Master, I'll do anything you ask."

At first she was kneeling, but now she's completely like a dog, wagging her tail and begging for mercy, lying at Chen Jiajun's knees in an extremely seductive posture.

Her appearance was not only pitiful, but it could also evoke a man's most primal and ugliest side.

Chen Jiajun shook his head and said, "I've said it before, the most pathetic person is one who can't see himself clearly. You are a pitiful person."

"Master~"

"I'm so pitiful. I'll do anything if you just give me a bite to eat."

Ding Yao wanted to seize a glimmer of hope.

"Go put your clothes on." Chen Jiajun raised the muzzle of his gun.

"Oh!"

"So my owner likes the way I look dressed."

Ding Yao's face lit up with joy, and she immediately got up and put on her kimono.

"boom!"

Chen Jiajun pulled the trigger, and a bullet shot out of the chamber. Ding Yao turned around in disbelief, only to feel a piercing pain in her chest, her expression one of astonishment.

Large swathes of blood flowed from behind her.

"Giving you clothes is so that you can die with dignity."

"May you be reborn into a better family in your next life, so you won't be so foolish."

Chen Jiajun put away his Browning pistol and said softly, his face expressionless.

A relieved expression appeared on Ding Yao's face, and tears streamed down her face: "Hehe..."

"To die with dignity..."

"Thank you……"

Immediately, Ding Yao lost consciousness and fell into endless darkness.

(End of this chapter)