Hong Kong variety show: I Am a Tycoon

Chapter 16 Breaking up

Upon seeing Chen Jiajun, Shanji, not wanting to get into a conflict, chuckled and said, "Brother Jun, this guy owes the company money. I've brought some men to collect the debt."

"You've startled my guest. If you have something to say, don't do it here. Get out."

Chen Jiajun didn't care how much money Zhong Baoluo owed the company; it wasn't like he owed him anything.

But if it affects the store's business, then that's none of his business!

Pheasant wasn't one to back down from trouble; he was just a hothead. Hearing this, he sneered:

"Guests? I'm collecting debts for the company, that's only right! Get this straight, this is Hung Hing territory, not yours! Why should I leave? If I don't collect the debts, are you going to take the blame for me?"

Chicken knew that Rascal Jun wouldn't be arrogant for long. In the end, it would still be Brother Nan who was in charge of the Royal Nightclub.

"You came all this way just to ruin my business? To scare away my customers?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Jiajun took a step forward, walked up to Shanji, and spoke with a condescending attitude and expressionless face.

A group of fierce-looking, hideous burly men also surrounded them. Doom and Old Evil looked unfriendly, especially Doom, whose face was as black as the bottom of a pot, as if he was about to explode at any moment.

The reason he lost his temper was because when Chen Jiajun had been pestering him for the young demon slaves and hell knights, he promised to give him 30% of the venue's net profits.

This move aims to enhance his initiative and prevent him from having to ask for more money before taking action.

Secondly, it increases his loyalty and, incidentally, allows him to gain more followers.

To be honest, after making those harsh remarks without thinking, Chicken suddenly felt a little scared. Although he was a hothead, he was afraid of the situation...

If he doesn't back down, he probably won't be able to get out.

But the thought that Rascal Jun wouldn't live much longer, and that Rascal Jun certainly wouldn't dare kill him here, gave Chicken renewed confidence. He puffed out his chest and said, "I'll tell you..."

"so rude!"

Chen Jiajun's expressionless face suddenly turned furious, and without hesitation, he threw a punch.

"Boom!"

The punch landed squarely on the pheasant's face, sending him flying two or three meters before crashing heavily to the ground. It was unclear how many bones he had broken, but his legs twitched uncontrollably, seemingly due to a brainstem injury that triggered an epileptic seizure.

With a strengthened body, no one in the world can withstand a powerful punch.

"Take care of them, dump them in the alley! Notify Anan to come and pick them up!"

The other young demon slaves pounced on them, giving the pheasant's henchmen a sound beating, knocking them unconscious, and then carrying them away along with the pheasant.

Then, Chen Jiajun smiled warmly at Guan Jiahui and the others, and then called the marketing manager over to apologize, saying, "I'm sorry, I startled you."

"Your meal is on the house tonight. Also, please bring a bottle of Dom Pérignon. It's on me. Please come again anytime."

Upon seeing Guan Jiahui, Chen Jiajun's eyes showed a slight surprise, but he only paused briefly before turning and leaving.

The process was efficient and decisive, displaying a maturity and composure beyond his years.

The marketing manager gestured to the DJ on stage, who shouted at the top of his lungs, "Dear guests, there's been a small mishap. To express our apologies, we'd like to offer you a free dozen beers!"

"Keep dancing, keep drinking!"

"Get the whole place hyped! Music!"

Seeing that the conflict had subsided and had not escalated, all the customers in the bar breathed a sigh of relief and continued dancing and playing music!

Ni Shibei said with some complaint, "Paul, why didn't you say anything just now! You were the person involved!"

Paul Zhong stood there blankly, looking just like a spineless coward.

A shadow crossed Guan Jiahui's eyes, but she spoke up for Zhong Baoluo, saying, "Beibei, Zhong Baoluo is probably terrified."

"sorry."

Zhong Baoluo picked up his beer and took a sip, dejected. He didn't know if he was apologizing for Guan Jiahui or ashamed of his earlier cowardice. In any case, after this incident, he knew that his chances of pursuing Guan Jiahui were extremely slim.

Leslie Cheung patted him on the shoulder, picked up his wine glass and said, "Jia Hui, I'm sorry to have startled you just now."

A moment later, the marketing manager brought over a bottle of champagne: "Brother Rong, Brother Paul, this bottle of Dom Pérignon is a gift for you as an apology, and tonight's meal is on the house."

"Excuse me, was that handsome guy your boss? What's his name?" Ni Shibei's personality was similar to her appearance, and she quickly became lively, asking about Chen Jiajun's name.

The marketing man smiled and put down his bottle, saying with a proud tone, "You're asking about our Brother Jun? Yes, don't worry, our place is guaranteed to be safe. In short, you can come and have fun without any worries from now on."

"What's his real name? How old is he? Does he have a girlfriend?"

……

The back alley of the Royal Nightclub.

At this moment, Chicken and his companions were tied up tightly, their mouths sealed with tape, so they couldn't make a sound.

Doom and his group crossed their arms and looked at them with ill intent.

"Big brother!"

At this moment, greetings reached Chicken's ears. Perhaps due to the protagonist's halo, Chicken quickly regained his senses after being punched, although his head was bleeding profusely and his face was slightly dented.

The crowd parted instantly, and Chen Jiajun appeared in the back alley. He walked up to Chicken, squatted down, and exhaled a strong puff of cigar smoke at him: "Little Chicken, I've only been running Royal Nightclub for a short time, and you've already brought people here to scare my customers?"

"Woo...wow...wow!"

When the pheasant heard Chen Jiajun's words, it couldn't speak because its mouth was sealed. Its eyes almost popped out, and it made a whimpering sound.

"Don't say I didn't give you face. I was the one who started this today. If it were me, Brother Dum, I could smash your head in with one punch!"

You remember this: from now on, you're not welcome at my place! And neither are any of you!

Chen Jiajun took another puff of his cigar, and was just about to ask if he had called Chen Haonan when a familiar voice came through, "Jun, don't make things difficult for Chicken."

It was Chen Haonan who rushed over with a look of anxiety on his face.

Then, Bao Pi, Da Tian Er, Chao Pi and others appeared one after another. Seeing that Shan Ji and the others were tied up, they went forward to untie the two.

As soon as Doom and his men stood in the alley, several iron towers blocked their way.

With a thick cigar between his fingers, Chen Jiajun said in a mocking tone, "Excuse me, how did I make things difficult for him? He came to my place and caused trouble, so I stepped in to teach him a lesson for you. Is that making things difficult?"

“He was doing his job for the company. That guy owed the company a sum of money, and he went to collect the debt,” Chan Ho-nam defended Chicken.

Chen Jiajun pointed at Chen Haonan and said sternly in a lecturing tone, "What a fine way of saying 'working for the company'! Am I not working for the company when I'm at a nightclub? He scared all my customers away! How did you raise him? He can't even tell the difference between what's important and what's not!"

"Ah Jun, please give me, Chen Haonan, some face. I'll teach Chicken a lesson from now on. I'm sorry!" Chen Haonan knew he was in the wrong and said in a low voice.

In the alley, Chicken struggled frantically. He had never seen Chan Ho-nam speak to anyone so humbly, especially in Causeway Bay.

He was facing Jun, the scoundrel that everyone used to look down on.

"Ah Nan, Ah Nan, you're not a kid anymore. You think an 'sorry' is all it takes? So, according to you, from now on, no matter who comes to Hung Hing's place to cause trouble, if they come over and say 'sorry,' I, Rascal Jun, will let them off the hook?"

At this point, Chen Jiajun poked Chen Haonan's chest and said, "You have quite the nerve, don't you! You think you're something special? One of the Five Tigers of Causeway Bay? You really think you're some big shot?"

"Chen Jiajun, you!"

Chen Haonan felt he had apologized so sincerely, but Chen Jiajun's sarcastic remarks broke his defenses instantly, and he clenched his fists.

"Ah Jun! You won't give Chen Haonan face, but what about mine?"

Just then, Boss B's voice came, and then Boss B, wearing a floral shirt and a big gold chain, appeared at the alley entrance.

"Brother B, it's great that you're here! I'll definitely give you face, but Chicken came over and caused trouble, scaring away my customers. How are you going to explain that to me?"

(End of this chapter)