Hong Kong variety show: I Am a Tycoon

Chapter 148 Towards Modernization

For a moment, everyone looked at each other in bewilderment.

Inside the Hall of Loyalty and Righteousness, all the core members of Hung Hing, except for the leader of FIT, stared blankly.

Taking in everyone's expressions, Chen Jiajun continued, "Alright, registration is entirely voluntary, but if you don't register, you won't get this benefit."

"In addition, Hung Hing recently established a logistics company and is now recruiting a group of brothers with large vehicle driver's licenses to travel to and from the mainland every day."

"Brothers, if you're interested, sign up. I guarantee that the income of a truck driver will not be much lower than that of a red pole (a high-ranking official), and there will be less work."

"Okay, let's break up the meeting."

Today's Hung Hing Congress is a landmark event marking Hung Hing's move towards modernization.

The reason why Chan Ka-Chun bypassed the various FIT leaders to distribute money to the Hung Hing tycoon was so that the lower-level brothers of Hung Hing would only recognize Chan Ka-Chun, the big boss of Hung Hing, and not the FIT leaders.

In a gang, whoever pays the brothers money, and pays them more money, will be the one who serves them.

This is a matter of course.

……

That evening, Chan Chi-lung, a member of the Hung Hing Wan Chai branch, arrived at a high-rise building in Central, carrying his medical records, to receive treatment from a psychologist.

The hour or so he spent receiving treatment at the psychiatrist coincided with the time he contacted Zhang Zhongke, an inspector from the Central District Anti-Triad Unit.

Zhang Zhongji, dressed in a suit and tie, held a document in his hand, slapped his thigh, and wore gold-rimmed glasses. He had a stern expression: "You're here?"

With a look of surprise, he turned around and looked again. Chen Zilong was wearing a safety vest for the construction site, holding a safety helmet in his hand. His skin was tanned dark, and he looked to be at least twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old.

"What happened? You're so tanned!"

“Mr. Zhang, I have been working on the Hang Lung Group’s construction site for a month now.”

Chen Zilong walked up to Zhang Zhongji, and the two lit cigarettes.

The other party was an outstanding police officer whom Zhang Zhongji had chosen. Zhang Zhongji frowned: "Have you been working on the construction site all month? Hung Hing didn't ask you to look after the place or go out to do any work?"

"No."

Chen Zilong took a deep drag on his cigarette and gripped the butt with both hands.

Cheung Chung-kei asked again, "Didn't you say before that Hung Hing was running an underground organ factory? Do you have any evidence?"

"No."

Chen Zilong shook his head, his tone filled with vicissitudes and weariness.

Zhang Zhongji asked, "So what have you been doing this past month?"

"Working on the construction site, I get up at six every day and finish at six, sometimes even working overtime until midnight. My monthly salary is 1,500 yuan..."

"Mr. Zhang, can I apply to return? Brother Dum told me I need to work on the construction site for at least a year before I can be given a more important role."

“You’ve only been undercover for a month, don’t be discouraged. I believe you’ll make it big soon.” Zhang Zhongji’s eyes showed a hint of pity as he patted Chen Zilong on the shoulder: “Any news from Hung Hing lately?”

"Big Brother Jun has become the little gambling king of Macau."

"Let's talk about something new."

"Big Boss Jun has opened a new school, and tuition is free."

"I've heard about it. Are there any others?"

Chen Yongren took a drag of his cigarette and said quietly, "The school just started construction today. Brother Dumu arranged for us to attend classes at the school. I heard there are exams every year, and whoever gets the best grades will receive a reward from Boss Jun."

Zhang Zhongji felt he was hallucinating.

"what?"

"Will you be sent to school to attend classes?"

"Are there exams every year?"

"Hahaha!"

Zhang Zhongji burst into laughter.

Chen Zilong smirked, "It's true, Boss Jun said at the Zhongyi Hall meeting today that there's no limit to the rewards."

He continued to report on the changes in Hung Hing:
"Those who joined Hung Hing at the same time as me, the senior members of other branches, were transferred to stand guard on the streets, responsible for maintaining street order, parking..."

Hung Hing has also started a logistics company, aiming to recruit a group of brothers with large truck driver's licenses to drive large trucks. Now it seems Hung Hing is going to go legitimate business. The world is changing so fast..."

"It seems Hung Hing is really short of manpower and money, so they can only arrange for everyone to work on construction sites or do odd jobs in other industries..."

Zhang Zhongji realized what was going on and seemed to be deep in thought.

In a daze, he actually felt that Hung Hing had a reason for existing, at least it provided so many job opportunities for these gangsters who were previously unemployed and could only hang out on the streets...

“Inspector Cheung, I really don’t want to be an undercover agent in Hung Hing anymore. The life of an undercover agent is simply inhuman. I work on construction sites every day, and it takes more than a year to get ahead. I also have to go to night school at night. It’s even harder than being a policeman.”

After the report, Chen Zilong looked pleading.

Zhang Zhongji immediately comforted him, saying, "The police station has a large-scale operation against Hung Hing, led by the Special Branch, codenamed Crouching Tiger! You've joined the gang of Hung Hing's Second Marshal, Doom, so you've already gotten ahead of others..."

On the bright side, maybe Niu Dali is just trying to scare you and test your will.

"You can focus on working on the construction site from now on. What's wrong with working on the construction site? When I was an undercover agent, I had to work as a stable boy in Malan! After a few years undercover, my health was ruined. Working on the construction site will at least keep me healthy!"

"So, am I still considered an undercover agent? Can I still be reinstated?"

Chen Zilong lowered his head, smoking a cigarette, and asked again.

“Of course you count! Once you’re reinstated, you can be an inspector!” Zhang Zhongji said decisively.

“I work on the construction site every day and the company pays me 1500 yuan. Does that count as violating police regulations?”

Chen Zilong asked again.

"Not counting."

Zhang Zhongji shook his head decisively.

"Oh."

Chen Zilong glanced at his watch, took two deep drags on his cigarette butt, threw it away, stood up and said, "Night school is about to start, and the big shots are urging us on. I'll head over first, Zhang Sir."

"it is good."

Zhang Zhongji twitched the corner of his mouth.

Goodbye, Sir.

As Chen Zilong left the building, several ugly-looking young demon slaves stood beside a Mercedes waterwheel. Someone saw him and immediately shouted, "Ah Long, you son of a bitch, you're dawdling over coming to see the doctor! Hurry up! Otherwise, it'll be too late."

"I'm coming!"

Chen Zilong jogged forward quickly.

Upon arriving at Kwok Chun Technology in Tuen Mun, Chen Zilong, like many of his brothers, received a registration form. A teacher set up a makeshift stage to teach everyone how to fill out the registration form.

Since Chen Zilong has already completed Form 7, he can enroll in some special courses, such as Civil Engineering or Chemistry...

Since construction is currently underway, Chen Zilong enrolled in the Civil Engineering department.

A staff member took him to pick up the books: Theoretical Mechanics, Mechanics of Materials, Structural Mechanics, Fluid Mechanics, Building Materials, etc.

A thick stack of documents.

Following the staff's instructions, Chen Zilong went to the Civil Engineering Department classroom.

The location was in the office building of Guojun Technology. There were only two students there, including himself. He also happened to know the other student, Lin Yutian, who was the foreign student who had successfully become a disciple of the big boss Guojun that day.

Upon seeing Lin Yutian, Chen Zilong's heart pounded.

After all, Lin Yutian is now driving alongside Boss Jun!
Make sure to get along well with Lin Yutian!

Chen Zilong extended his hand to Lin Yutian: "I've heard of you, Ghost Tian."

“I know you, you used to hang out in Ciyun Mountain, your name is Zilong, right?” Lin Yutian extended his hand to him. Chen Zilong pointed to the courses and said, “Didn’t you go to university? Why are you here to study?”

"Ah Da said that the Department of Civil Engineering is the future of Hung Hing, and he told me that I must study hard."

"In addition, there is a subsidy of 1500 yuan for studying civil engineering, and you only need to work half a day each day," Lin Yutian explained with a smile.

A spark of hope suddenly ignited in Chen Zilong's heart: if he studied hard, maybe Ah Da would also be able to see his abilities!

Get a promotion and a raise!

Destroy the Hung Hing!

Inspectors must be strictly in charge!

Just around the corner!

Most importantly, it only takes half a day to work!
I get 3000 yuan a month in dividends and subsidies!

Where else in the world could you find such a good deal!

You must study hard!

……

While the Hung Hing guild leaders and young demon slaves were attending classes, Chen Jiajun was also busy refining his plan.

The gang is now too large and is easily targeted by the police.

It's worth noting that, according to publicly available figures, the Hong Kong Royal Police Force has only 29069 personnel.

If a violent gang that you can't control appeared on your territory, and its beliefs were completely different from yours, do you think you would keep an eye on it every day?

Even if Hung Hing follows the rules, it's useless.

The police will keep a close eye on you!
The more obedient you are, the more vigilant the police will be!

Therefore, Chen Jiajun decided to use the factory and the training grounds to support his troops, and to put Hung Hing members into various Hung Hing companies.

Logistics companies, construction companies, arcade electronics factories, Guojun Apparel...

Apart from a few thugs, the rest should be reassigned to other positions so that they can contribute their remaining energy to various industries and remain hidden among the people. This is the wisest idea.

Guan Jiahui brought over a large plate of washed and cut fruit, put her feet on the table, and occasionally stuffed a grape into Chen Jiajun's mouth: "Honey, have a taste."

……

This evening.

Li Ka-shing of Cheung Kong Holdings was so busy with Wharf Holdings that he never considered how a company on the verge of bankruptcy could attract the attention of Hung Hing tycoon Jun.

It wasn't until Hutchison Whampoa's taipan proposed a restructuring plan at a board meeting, suggesting the sale of properties and land to Hung Hing subsidiaries, that Li Ka-shing realized that Hung Hing's acquisition of Hutchison Whampoa was just a feint.

Their real purpose was not much different from his; it was all about acquiring large tracts of land from Hutchison Whampoa.

"Tom Roland, how many shares has our Cheung Kong Group acquired?"

At this moment, a cup of coffee sat in front of Li Jiacheng, and he looked tired.

"1.2 million shares, and recently we acquired another 2000 million shares at a price of 16 yuan."

Mr. Li, you don't have much money left in your account. How about you take out another loan from HSBC?

Tom Roland replied.

"How much did Chen Jiajun acquire?" Li Jiacheng asked after a moment's thought.

"Also at 5%, their current shareholding has reached 27.5%, and they are still in talks with Hutchison Whampoa's shareholders."

Tom Roland gave an accurate figure; he was quite familiar with James Pei-chung.

When he asked Zhan Peizhong, Zhan Peizhong readily told him about it.

After all, everyone is acquiring in the primary and secondary markets, and it's an open secret which shareholder they acquired how much from.

Li Ka-shing asked solemnly, "If we want to reach the threshold for a full takeover, based on your experience, how much more investment would be needed in total?"

“3.6 million,” Tom Rowland replied.

"Adding the acquisition of what Chen Jiajun has, it might cost more than two billion!"

Li Jiacheng frowned.

Tom Roland suggested, "Yes, Mr. Li, if possible, I still recommend that you talk to Mr. Chen."

"Well... let's talk then. We should at least meet."

Li Ka-shing's brows relaxed. He had heard the name Chen Jiajun during the acquisition of the Carnarvon Group. Later, the battle for control of Wharf Holdings was even more earth-shattering. Just when he was envious of the young man's good luck, he did not expect that Chen Jiajun would teach him a heavy lesson.

The call took a long time to connect. Just as Li Jiacheng was about to introduce himself, he heard a long, clear, and melodious voice on the other end of the line: "Ah~~~~"

Young people really know how to have fun...

Li Jiacheng was immediately dumbfounded.

"Cough cough!"

"I am Chen Jiajun!"

Chen Jiajun coughed once, as if nothing had happened.

"Hello, this is Li Ka-shing from CK Asset Holdings."

On the balcony, Chen Jiajun burst into laughter when he heard Li Jiacheng's name.

It seems the old fox, after being ignored for a while, finally couldn't hold back any longer and decided to call and arrange a meeting himself.

In this way, he once again gained the upper hand.

"Mr. Chen, the battle over Hutchison Whampoa's shares has lasted for a month now. Both sides have invested a lot of money. Why don't we find an opportunity to sit down and have a proper talk tomorrow to avoid damaging our relationship? What do you think?"

"How about tomorrow morning?"

"Tomorrow morning, Deep Water Bay Golf Course."

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Jiajun sped up.

Half an hour later, Guan Jiahui lay contentedly on either side of Chen Jiajun.

……

The next day.

Chen Jiajun, with Dudu on a leash and several Dobermans, ran along the road with Guan Jiahui.

Behind him, ten young demon slaves followed.

After jogging slowly to Deep Water Bay Golf Course, Chen Jiajun took out his membership.

"Mr. Chen, Mr. Li is already waiting for you. Please follow me."

The stadium manager had already been informed by Li Jiacheng, and since he often saw Chen Jiajun's face in the newspapers, he was able to immediately know Chen Jiajun's purpose.

"Okay, give us a few golf carts, and a few breakfasts too."

Chen Jiajun handed the rope to Guan Jiahui and then walked into the sidewalk.

"Yes!"

The manager nodded.

Upon arriving at the court, Li Jiacheng immediately recognized the group that was drawing frequent glances: "These young people these days are really something else!"

Too young, that was Chen Jiajun's first impression of him. It was hard to imagine that someone who was only 23 years old, about the same age as his son, had the right to have an equal conversation with him.

A handsome man and a beautiful woman—that was his second impression of Chen Jiajun and Guan Jiahui.

(End of this chapter)