Hong Kong variety show: I Am a Tycoon

Chapter 204 Men Love to Savor New Tea

"To get straight to the point, I heard from Sun Mingyang that you are planning to build a car factory in Shatin."
I think the vacant lot opposite City One Shatin is quite nice. I happen to have a plot of land there that hasn't been developed yet. If you're interested, I can take you to see it.

When Li Zhaoji learned that Chen Jiajun was going to build a car factory, Li Zhaoji immediately realized how important the Shatin car factory was to his Shatin First City project.

Factors influencing the price of a property include location, feng shui, apartment layout, and educational resources, with transportation having the greatest impact.

Subways have a significant impact on housing prices, and this impact is phased. At different stages of subway development, the prices of properties near subway stations tend to rise. Furthermore, within a district, properties near subway stations are generally more expensive than those not near subway stations.

The subway plan to reach Sha Tin will take at least several decades. As a second-best option, the bus company is a good alternative for Sha Tin today.

"OK."

Chen Jiajun agreed on the spot.

In 1981, Sha Tin was full of construction sites, a thriving scene. There weren't many high-rise buildings, and the area looked relatively spacious, with flat, yellowish-brown land everywhere.

On the open ground opposite City One Shatin, the young demon slaves stood like javelins, their eyes blazing.

Chen Jiajun, Sun Mingyang, Li Zhaoji and others stood side by side.

Fourth Uncle Li Zhaoji gestured with his fingers and said, "Jun, we are now standing on the south side of Shatin First City, and we are facing Tai Mo Shan."

"You've probably experienced the congestion problem in the Lion Rock Tunnel."

"In order to alleviate the congestion in the Lion Rock Tunnel, the Hong Kong government plans to open up Tai Lam and build another tunnel leading to East Kowloon."

"The Jockey Club is located just north of Sha Tin First City..."

After introducing the advantages of the land he owned, Fourth Uncle Li Zhaoji said, "I heard that you are planning to build a 30,000-square-meter car factory in Sha Tin. How about this, I will sell you the land we are standing on for HK$150 per square foot."

"How many?" Chen Jiajun seemed to be still in a daze.

"Forget it, forget it. You're Brother Nan's friend, so you're also my friend, Li Zhaoji. It's 120 dollars per square foot."

Seeing that Boss Jun was hesitant, Fourth Uncle quickly lowered the price.

Chen Jiajun didn't think it was too expensive; rather, he thought it was too cheap, and even felt like he had misheard.

At 120 yuan per square foot, that's 1292 yuan per square meter, while in the future, this place will cost five or six hundred thousand yuan per square meter...

A price increase of forty or fifty times...

That's an average annual increase of 10 times...

Is there any business in the world more profitable than this?
At this moment, Chen Jiajun even felt somewhat taken aback.

However, Chen Jiajun's silence made his fourth uncle anxious: "Jun, you still think 120 yuan is too expensive? You have to let me eat something, you can't let me lose money, can you?"

Chen Jiajun was still in shock when his fourth uncle jumped up and down: "Okay, 100 dollars per square foot. If you still think it's too expensive, then I can't help you."

"Deal, Fourth Uncle is a man of few words."

Chen Jiajun quickly reached out his hand. He was only in a moment of distraction when his fourth uncle suddenly lowered the price to 100 dollars per square foot.

This land, purchased for HK$3300 million, will be worth HK$150 billion in the future.

In the underworld, there are quite a few gangs that can come up with 3300 million. For gangs like Xinji, Dongxing, and Haohao, 3300 million is just a small amount. Even the leaders of larger gangs can come up with this amount of money.

However, most gangsters and triad members simply couldn't bear the loneliness of waiting for the land to appreciate in value.

Following the transaction, Kowloon Motor Bus immediately invited a professional design team to design the Sha Tin Depot.

Two days later, at night.

A magnificent villa in Sha Tin.

These past two days, Sha Tin has appeared calm on the surface, but in reality, undercurrents are surging, and all parties are making full preparations for tomorrow's arrival.

Because tomorrow is the day Hung Hing Construction Company will move into the Siu Lek Yuen car factory site in Sha Tin, which means a new storm is coming.

Previously, Hung Hing Construction Company had built a total of one hundred bus stops in Sha Tin. The construction period for each stop was not long, only one or two days.

However, this construction project is much larger in scale and will take a longer time, lasting a full year. This means that Hung Hing Tsai will be operating in Sha Tin for an extended period of time.

Inside the villa, a middle-aged man with a haggard face sat in a rocking chair, frowning as he smoked a cigar.

An old dog lay beside him, its tongue lolling out, quietly motionless.

The middle-aged man wore glasses and looked completely unimpressive, but in reality, he was the head of the Xinji gang. Everyone who saw him had to respectfully call him Brother Long or Uncle Long.

"dad."

A short while later, Zhang Liangsheng, with a white cloth tied around his right hand, walked in from the doorway with several people. He was extremely anxious when he saw Si Yanlong.

"sit down."

Four-Eyed Dragon did not look up, nor did he open his eyes; he remained closed, deep in thought.

After Zhang Renlong's death, Four-Eyed Dragon handled Zhang Renlong's funeral arrangements, demonstrating loyalty and righteousness in the martial arts world. He even personally escorted the coffin to see Zhang Renlong off.

Zhang Liangsheng pulled out a chair and sat directly opposite Four-Eyed Dragon, saying, "Wo Luen Shing has been a bit restless in Tsim Sha Tsui lately."

When Axe Jun switched to Sun Kee, the first big gift he gave Sun Kee was the territory in Tsim Sha Tsui. Sun Kee and Luen Shing had been fighting for several years, with both sides suffering casualties.

Now that Cheung Yan-lung, the biggest backer of Sun Kee, has died in a car accident, it's not surprising that many triads in the underworld are eyeing Sun Kee, and Wo Luen Shing was the first to lose its composure.

After a pause, Zhang Liangsheng gritted his teeth and said, "Other gangs have infiltrated our gangs in Kowloon, Yau Ma Tei, Temple Street, Mong Kok, Portland Street, and other places. Other gangs and thugs from other gangs also frequently come to Sha Tin. That damned Dongfang Ma has been badmouthing my father in the newspapers every day lately, saying that my father is the financial backer of Sun Kee."

By the end, Zhang Liangsheng's tone was filled with hatred.

Oriental Ma, also known as Ma Chengkun, is the head of Oriental Daily News.

"That's how the underworld is. When you're in power, everyone fawns over you; when you fall from grace, everyone kicks you while you're down." Four-Eyed Dragon shook his head dismissively. "Has Hung Hing made any moves?"

“A long line of dump trucks has already formed outside the Lai Chi Kok depot of KMB, and they are expected to enter Sha Tin tomorrow. What should we do now?” Zhang Liangsheng said, sounding somewhat flustered.

After he finished speaking, there was a long silence in the villa.

Although Hung Hing Construction Company is a legitimate construction company, and it is also the unit that has undertaken the construction of Sha Tin Depot, it is backed by KMB and China Motor Corporation.

However, if Hung Hing were to easily establish a presence in Sha Tin, then the prestige of Sun Kee would be completely lost.

How to handle tomorrow's events is very important.

Thinking of this, Four-Eyed Dragon said wearily, "Tomorrow, find a few Sha Tin guys to stop them. Don't let them easily step in. If the anti-triad squad officers arrive, you guys run away as fast as you can."

"Yes, I understand." Zhang Liangsheng nodded, as if he had found his anchor.

the other side.

Guojun Building.

Big Brother Jun sat in the main seat, with Sha Tin Rural Committee Vice Chairman Cheung Tsz-yin, Law Wing-chau, Pang Sum and other Sha Tin natives, as well as Dom, Han Bin, Luen Shing Group CEO, and Ma Cheng-kun, the head of FIT at Oriental Daily News, among others.

“Tomorrow, Hung Hing Construction will set up shop in Sha Tin. Old Sin will definitely not let us in easily. When the convoy enters through the Lion Rock Tunnel, Mr. Cheung, please find me a group of elderly grandfathers, uncles, and aunts, the more the better.”

"At that time, it will cost 100 yuan to play chess, 300 yuan to fight, and 10 yuan for a bucket of shit."

“If Lao Xin’s gangsters dare to stop us, then you guys go up there.”

"Building a car factory in Sha Tin is a great thing that will benefit the people. If the gangsters from the Sun Kee gang dare to obstruct it, we, the people of Sha Tin, will absolutely not stand for it," Zhang Zixian said, patting his chest to show his loyalty.

“Dum, Binni.” Chen Jiajun emphasized, “Big D.”

The three of them looked up.

Chen Jiajun instructed, "Your mission tomorrow is to raid Sun Kee's territory in Sha Tin. With the Lion Rock Tunnel incident, Sun Kee's rear defenses will be completely vulnerable. You will take a bus to the New Territories, and you must act quickly and decisively."

"OK."

"receive."

Several people responded one after another.

Chen Jiajun concluded by saying, "Eastern Horse."

"Mr. Chen, just let me know if you need anything." The smartly dressed Dongfang Ma had a cigar between his fingers.

Chen Jiajun said with a smile, "Remember to send reporters to the scene to take pictures."

"OK." Dongfang Ma made a gesture.

"Damn, Mr. Chen, you're really arrogant. Now even the big boss of Wo Luen Shing in Tsuen Wan is working for you."

After the brothers left to carry out their orders, Chen Jiajun and Dongfang Ma were soon left alone in the office.

Dongfang Ma looked towards the door and said meaningfully.

"What do you mean by risking your life for me? Big D asked me to give him a sip of soup. We're all in the same boat, you help me, I help you. Just don't tell anyone about this."

Chen Jiajun flicked his cigar ash and vehemently denied it.

Big D and his partnership must remain a secret from the elders and uncles of the Wo Shing Society, at least for now, otherwise it will affect his future plans.

"You know me, I'm not a blabbermouth. By the way, we haven't had a good time in a while. Recently, a group of Taiwanese girls came to Lian Sheng. Their voices are so sweet and cute, are you interested?"

The Eastern horse's eyebrows danced with delight.

Is it on time or not?

Men all love to enjoy new tea, and Chen Jiajun is a normal man too.

"They're all new tea, guaranteed to be absolutely perfect," Dongfang Ma said, standing up.

An hour later, in the largest VIP box at the Wo Luen Shing Mong Kok venue on Portland Street.

"Brother Kun."

"Mr. Chen."

The pimp from Wo Luen Shing led a group of scantily clad Taiwanese girls into the private room.

"Ah Jun, let me introduce you. This is Jimmy, the top chauffeur at Wo Luen Shing."

Dongfang Ma pointed to the groom in front of him, a well-behaved-looking man in a Zhongshan suit, and introduced him.

Upon hearing this name, Chen Jiajun abruptly raised his head to look at the person who had arrived.

Isn't this the powerful figure who changed the entire situation of the Wo Luen Shing triad in the future, established Wo Luen Shing's status as the largest triad in Hong Kong, created the dual-leader system, stirred up countless waves in Hong Kong and Macau, and brought out Jimmy Lee Ka Yuen, the black money politician?
Chen Jiajun was naturally aware that Jimmy and Dongfang Ma had a close relationship, but he never expected that the two had known each other since the 1980s.

After Jimmy became the youngest leader of Wo Luen Shing, he made a considerable fortune using his business acumen. At that time, Director Shek hoped that he would continue to be the leader of Wo Luen Shing, and both sides agreed to maintain harmony...

Jimmy then came up with a plan to escape unscathed.

What kind of escape plan is this?
When he stepped down, he believed that the new leader was not qualified and refused to hand over the accounts of Wo Luen Shing. He strongly advocated that the triad adopt a dual-leader system, fearing that the triad would be left without a leader after being "taken care" by the police again.

In addition, Jimmy extended the term of office of the de facto leader, making him the only independent de facto leader in the more than 100-year history of Wo Luen Shing to serve a full three years.

Later, with the support of Dongfang Ma and a group of wealthy people, Jimmy opened a casino in Macau. However, due to unclear accounts at the casino, Dongfang Ma issued a kill order against him.

"What, Ah Jun, do you know Jimmy?" Ma Chengkun asked, seeing Chen Jiajun's surprised expression.

"I don't know him, but a young man who can gain your appreciation is definitely not simple."

Here, this is my business card.

As Chen Jiajun spoke, he held up two fingers. Yaqi took out his older brother's briefcase, placed the business card in his brother's hand, and Chen Jiajun tossed it onto the table.

"Mr. Chen, thank you for your excellent craftsmanship. I'd like to propose a toast. Brother Kun, come on."

Jimmy opened a bottle of whiskey, quickly came over to offer a toast, and discreetly put away his business card.

"Alright, Jimmy, you can go back to work now. I need to talk to Mr. Chen about some things."

After having a drink, Ma Chengkun waved Jimmy away.

After Jimmy left, a group of Taiwanese girls were now serving the two of them.

After a few rounds of drinks, Ma Chengkun clicked his tongue, took off his glasses, rubbed his face, and said, "Ah Jun, you should know what our Ma family started with, right?"

"The legend of the Golden Horse and Pink Horse is known to everyone in the martial arts world."

Chen Jiajun knew that Dongfang Ma had invited him for drinks today because he must have something important to discuss.

“I’m nothing special, except being filial. My father has been living in Taiwan for several years now. He should be surrounded by his children and grandchildren, but he’s been living in anonymity in Taiwan all this time.”

As Dongfang Ma spoke, he handed Chen Jiajun a cigar.

After smoking a cigar, Dongfang Ma said in a deep voice, "I received news from Chen Ning Street in England that the future leader of Hong Kong is Vice Minister for Foreign Affairs, Edward Youde. I heard that Youde is very familiar with you, and I would like you to introduce me to him. I am prepared to bribe the foreigner. Even if it means my father goes to jail for a few years, I think it is worth it."

“I advise you not to think too much about it. Even if he returns to Hong Kong, he will have to serve his entire life in prison for smuggling 700 tons of laundry detergent.”

Chen Jiajun shook his head, unwilling to lend a hand.

"Damn it." Dongfang Ma cursed angrily, "I knew you would say that. I recently helped you attack Xinji and Zhang Renlong in the Dongfang Daily. Lin Jiang, the chief manager of Xinji, has been warning me all along. You won't even help with this little bit of work."

Chen Jiajun laughed and said, "Help you with your funeral? What goes around comes around. Don't be greedy."

Lin Xishen of the Lin family was powerful enough, wasn't he? In the end, he was still assassinated. Your father is now living a peaceful life in seclusion on Taiwan; he's already doing well."

"As for Xinji, if they dare to come to your door and threaten you, call me anytime."

Seeing this, Dongfang Ma could only shake his head, looking helpless.

"Gulu."

Chen Jiajun picked up his glass and downed the whiskey in one gulp. "Don't worry, I'm always fair in my dealings. I can tell who's helping me. To be honest, if you weren't my friend, I would have sent someone to find out where your father and uncle are and extort some money from them."

Dongfangma shrank its neck.

Chen Jiajun chuckled, got up, and left.

"Take care, Mr. Chen."

"Mr. Chen, welcome back again."

Amidst the cheers of Taiwanese girls from the Wo Luen Shing nightclub, the Porsche 911 SCRS roared and drove away from Portland Street.

(End of this chapter)