Hong Kong variety show: I Am a Tycoon

Chapter 15 Nightclub Trouble
It's already 11 p.m., and Chen Jiajun hasn't gone home yet; he's still at the nightclub.

He found an empty seat in the nightclub, smoked the high-end cigar he had swiped from Adan last time, drank whiskey, and pondered his next move.

Just then, Chen Jiajun frowned and vaguely heard arguing. Looking into the distance, it seemed to be a group of men and women.

He got up to see what was going on.

……

Ten minutes ago.

Guan Jiahui was in a booth chatting with fellow ATV star Leslie Cheung, host Paul Chung, and Ni Shibei.

She was born in 62 and is not yet eighteen years old.

Because both her parents were big stars, she was able to co-star in a TV series with Leslie Cheung and Paul Chung right after her debut.

After filming wrapped, everyone decided to go to a bar to relax and strengthen their friendship.

Guan Jiahui, who was not yet eighteen, was an unparalleled beauty who seemed to have stepped out of a classical painting.

Most of the time, she sat quietly in the booth, drinking her beverage obediently. Even when Leslie Cheung asked her to dance, she refused.

"Hey, Huihui, when you're out having fun, try to relax!"

“You’re refusing to dance when your brother and Paul ask you to. Paul will be very sad.”

Ni Shibei sat down next to Guan Jiahui on the shoulder, blowing hot air into her ear. Tonight's gathering was specially arranged for Zhong Baoluo and Guan Jiahui.

"Oh, I'm still young, I don't want to be in a relationship."

"Please tell Paul privately that he's a good person and we should remain friends."

Guan Jiahui's name contains the character "Hui," which naturally indicates her exceptional intelligence. She could easily see that Paul was interested in her.

Guan Jiahui's looks are almost perfect, scoring over 98 points.

While Ni Shibei's looks may not be as striking as Guan Jiahui's, she still scores 90 points.

It was this eight-point difference that caused all the men's eyes to always fall on Guan Jiahui whenever they were together.

Ni Shibei came to the bar today with the intention of finding a handsome guy. While idly scanning the nightclub, Ni Shibei's eyes suddenly lit up!
"Jiahui! Look!"

"what?"

"Hey, that guy over there smoking a cigar, he's really handsome!"

Following Ni Shibei's finger, Guan Jiahui immediately spotted the handsome guy she was talking about.

He is indeed very handsome and has a lot of charm.

In early spring in Hong Kong, a man wearing a hoodie sat alone in a booth, his hair slicked back, smoking a cigar. He was handsome and exuded an air of mystery.

The staff at the nightclub would come over from time to time to refill his drinks.

Guan Jiahui was instantly smitten, because a young and handsome man with a weathered air like him was very attractive to her.

Ni Shibei immediately picked up her wine glass, stood up and said, "I've got my eye on it! You and Brother Bao can go back first later, I probably won't be going back tonight."

For some reason, Guan Jiahui felt a faint sense of loss.

Ni Shibei was holding the wine and was about to go find Chen Jiajun when she took a few steps and a pair of large hands pressed her heavily onto the booth.

Before she could react, the entire glass of wine was spilled all over her dress!

Ni Shibei immediately burst out cursing, "Hey, are you kidding me?"

"You old hag, shut up!"

The newcomer stared coldly at the two men: "Where is Paul Chung? I'm from Hung Hing!"

Upon hearing those two words, Guan Jiahui felt a little flustered, but she still bravely shielded Ni Shibei behind her.

"What's the matter? Who are you?"

Just then, Leslie Cheung noticed something was wrong with the booth and quickly returned.

Paul Chung, standing next to Leslie Cheung, noticed Chicken's obvious gangster attire and said, "Hey, don't mess around!"

"What nonsense are you spouting? You're Paul Chung? I'm Chicken from Hung Hing, you should know what I'm here for, right?"

Chicken pointed at Paul Chung and sneered. At the same time, several Hung Hing thugs surrounded him.

In an instant, Paul Chung knew exactly what was going on, and his eyes darted around nervously. As one of ATV's most promising young hosts, he had a secret hobby: gambling.

Nine times out of ten you lose!

Therefore, he owed Hung Hing a large sum of money.

Paul Chung pointed outside in a humble tone: "Brother Chicken, would you mind if we talked outside for a moment?"

"What are you doing outside? You borrowed money from our company and haven't paid it back. You know how shameful that is! Pay it back!" Chicken proudly exposed Zhong Baoluo's embarrassing act on the spot.

In an instant, Ni Shibei's gaze towards Zhong Baoluo changed, Zhang Guorong was also somewhat surprised, and Guan Jiahui, though surprised, did not show it on her face.

In his previous life, Paul Chung, a top-notch emcee, died because of gambling. Overwhelmed by gambling debts, he couldn't think straight and jumped off a building.

At this moment, Zhong Baolu felt as if he had been stripped naked and thrown into a public place, especially in front of the goddess, which made him feel even more ashamed.

"Humph!"

Chicken looked around and sneered, "What's wrong, Young Master Zhong? Such a big host, you can't even come up with this little bit of money, can you?"

"How much money does he owe your company? I'll pay it for him!"

Leslie Cheung stepped forward and stood in front of Paul Chung, defending him.

Chicken, puffing on a cigarette, looked arrogantly at Leslie Cheung: "The famous Brother Rong, your friend owes Hung Hing a full million! With interest, it's a total of 1.3 million. You're going to pay it for him? Pay up!"

One million three hundred thousand!

Even Leslie Cheung was taken aback when he heard the number.

Helping a friend is something you have to consider whether you have the ability to do so.

130 million is an astronomical figure for celebrities these days. Chow Yun-fat is popular now, right?

The TV series "Shanghai Bund" became a nationwide sensation.
However, he only received a few thousand yuan in fixed salary each month for making this film, and his total salary for the whole movie was only 5 yuan.

130 million is definitely not something a young actor like Leslie Cheung could afford to spend.

For a moment, Leslie Cheung was speechless and remained silent.

"If you don't have the ability, don't talk nonsense! Hey, Young Master Zhong! What did you say?"

Chicken was smug, never expecting he'd have the chance to dangle a big star in front of him: "You should at least give me a few tens of thousands of dollars so I can go back and have something to show for myself, right? What, you're rich and carefree but can't pay your debts?"

"I'm asking you a question! Are you mute?!"

The pheasant raised its index finger and poked Paul Chung in the chest.

"Give me some time, I'll definitely pay you back," Zhong Baoluo said in a humble voice.

The pheasant shouted, "What? Speak louder! I can't hear you!"

"Brother Chicken, could you give me some time? I will definitely pay you back. You know I'm a very famous host," Zhong Baolu said, mustering his courage.

"Fuck you!"

"You think you can just brush me off with that one sentence?" Chicken pointed at Paul Chung and started cursing.

Then, he looked at the two beautiful women in the booth and his eyes lit up: "Since you don't have the money to pay back, you can have your two beautiful girlfriends pay it for you."

"What do you mean? I'm warning you, don't do anything reckless!" Leslie Cheung immediately stepped in front of him, but was pulled away by several Hung Hing members.

Pheasant laughed and said, "Take them to the horse stable and pay off your friend's gambling debts!"

"do not want!"

"It's none of my business!"

Guan Jiahui, who was sitting in front of Ni Shibei, was so frightened that she turned pale. She shrank into the booth while trying to protect Ni Shibei.

As for Paul Chung, the person involved, he was just standing there, feeling utterly ashamed, his mind buzzing, not knowing what to do.

Just as the pheasant was about to touch Guan Jiahui, a voice rang out.

"What are you doing? Causing trouble here?"

A dashing and handsome voice suddenly appeared, scolding the pheasant.

(End of this chapter)