Hong Kong variety show: I Am a Tycoon

Chapter 222 Master and Servant Reversal

Deng Bo said to Chen Jiajun, "Jun, why push people too far?"

"Uncle Deng..."

Chen Jiajun stood up, swirling his wine glass: "You think I made such a fuss because Fatty Li was hyping up the scandal between Miss Zhao and me? You're wrong. I, Chen Jiajun, have always been a person of great character. If someone treats me with respect, I will treat them with the same respect."

"If anyone doesn't respect me even a little bit, I'll kill their whole family."

At this point, Chen Jiajun rolled his eyes and looked at Fatty Li with a murderous glint in his eyes:

“Fatty Li, you should be glad you’re still sitting here talking to me today. If you just tell me who sent you out to bite me, I’ll let you off the hook. You know I’m a very magnanimous person. You know about Brother Ji.”

Such overwhelming power is something no ordinary person can withstand.

The matter of Brother Kei naturally refers to the fact that when the leader was being elected, Brother Kei received money but did not vote for Chan Ka-Chun.

No one could accept this, but Chen Jiajun generously let him off the hook.

Fatty Li's bulky body trembled three times. He raised his head and said, "Big Brother Jun, what do you mean by 'bite you'? I really don't understand."

There was much discussion in the hall, with many powerful figures in the martial arts world feeling that Chen Jiajun was making a mountain out of a molehill.

He Xingsheng, the god, said, "Mr. Chen, it was Fatty Li who called me out today."

Here's what I think: we're all江湖人士 (jianghu figures), all members of the Hongmen. Fat Lai has already apologized to you. It's just a report, why make such a fuss?

Why bother?

Let's just put it that way.

Before this, Chen Jiajun went through a lot of trouble to clear his name and even won the CBE medal. He had told his brothers on the Lantern Festival that he was going to retire from his criminal life.

As a result, Fat Lai's "Banana Daily" exposed his dirty secrets.

The timing is far too coincidental.

Once there's a first time, there's a second, and once there's a second, there's a third.

The reason why Fok Ying-nam was suppressed in the past was because he smuggled wartime supplies to the mainland, which was repeatedly exposed to the media.

Before any action was taken, public opinion was already circulating.

This is a common tactic used in the United States and England.

How badly was Fok Ying-nam suppressed back then?

At that time, he and He Xin and others jointly developed a commercial building, namely the Yau Tsim Mong Star House.

Each shareholder of Xingguangxing holds 25% of the shares. Guo Yingnan had the money and invested 750 million yuan in one go. The remaining shareholders, with his guarantee, obtained loans from HSBC to invest the money.

The building is located at Kowloon Pier, mostly facing south, and enjoys the night view of Victoria Harbour.

It has a total of 100,000 square meters, with each floor being 5000 square meters.

After its completion, Guo Yingnan was subjected to suppression by the Hong Kong government, and Star House was cut off from water and electricity. Ultimately, everyone had no choice but to sell it. Guo Yingnan did not want other investors to suffer losses, so he suggested buying back the entire Star House for HK$3800 million. In the end, after a series of bidding, it was sold to Hongkong Land for only HK$3750 million.

Prime location, prime view, nearly 100,000 square meters, and He Xin sold it just like that, at an average price of more than 300 yuan per square meter.

Tsim Sha Tsui, where land is incredibly valuable, is known to be a lucrative area, and even ten years ago, prices wouldn't be this low.

"hehe."

Chen Jiajun downed the wine in his glass in one gulp and loosened his grip.

The wine glass shattered on the ground with a crisp sound, scattering shards of glass everywhere.

Chen Jiajun walked up to Fatty Li and leaned down to say, "Fatty Li, I know you can understand. Since you don't want to talk, I have nothing to say to you. It's a pity to waste this table of seafood. Don't waste it, finish it before you leave."

Fatty Li nodded blankly.

"Take care of yourself."

Chen Jiajun patted Fatty Li on the shoulder and led his brothers away from the Youguqi Restaurant.

After Chen Jiajun left, everyone started discussing it amongst themselves.

"What tricks are you doing?"

"Yes."

Stepping out of the restaurant and into the Mercedes-Benz Pullman, Chen Jiajun pulled out a number and called Political Minister He Guorong: "Come to my estate tonight."

“Yes,” He Guorong said softly.

"Remember to bring all of Fatty Li's information."

"clear."

That evening, Fatty Li slowly finished all the delicacies on the table before leaving the "Honest and Resolute" restaurant. He then went to a tea restaurant, got out of his car, and strode in, saying, "Good evening, Attorney Lu."

A Rolls-Royce was parked at the entrance.

Several bodyguards in suits and ties, wearing headsets, stood with their hands folded in front of their lower abdomens, their eyes scanning their surroundings intently.

A Chinese man, dressed in a royal blue suit, carrying a business card, with neatly combed gray hair, a high nose bridge, and bright eyes, was having a meal.

Lu Qinghong, the lawyer in charge of Banana Daily, raised his head, smiled, and said politely, "Ah Biao, please sit down."

"Thank you, Attorney Lü." Fat Li sat down respectfully.

Lu Qinghong was a prominent left-wing barrister in his early years, frequently providing free legal representation to workers and enjoying immense prestige among the public. After he gained fame, the British Hong Kong government implemented its policy of using Chinese to control Chinese, and targeted him. Following several attempts to recruit him, Lu Qinghong acquired British citizenship.

Taking out a clean towel, Lü Qinghong wiped his mouth and said to the bodyguard, "A cigar."

The bodyguard took out his cigar case, picked up a Cohiba cigar, and then took out a lighter.

Lighting a cigar, taking a deep drag and letting the smoke swirl in his mouth, Lü Qinghong asked, "Boss Jun, what did we talk about?"

"He wants me to betray you," Fatty Li said, puffing on his narcotic.

Lu Qinghong smiled and said, "There are indeed few simple people who can reach this point at the age of 23. Huang Dawen Law Firm has officially filed a lawsuit against 30 newspapers and magazines, including Banana Daily. Next... Ah Biao, you keep an eye on Boss Jun and bite him until the whole of Hong Kong knows about it."

"Attorney Lu, do I have no other choice?" Fatty Li asked, frowning.

Do you know why I made you bite him?

Lu Qinghong set out a clean teacup, poured tea from the teapot, and pushed it in front of Fat Lao Li. He slowly said, "There are more than a hundred gangs, big and small, in Hong Kong. Among so many gangs and so many powerful figures in the underworld, there is only one who is the smartest, and that is Boss Jun."

"He is the major shareholder of SJM Holdings, and he manages all of SJM Holdings' casinos. People like He Xin and Guo Yingnan, who have more shares than him, may not make as much money as he does."

"In Tuen Mun, he secretly married into the Luk family and did charity work, building schools. Many of the counterfeit factories in the New Territories were owned by Boss Jun."

"At the same time, he controlled a real estate company, a film company, and two bus companies."

"He's smart; he knows what the police are targeting."

"However, those who are meant to be in the game are just that—in the game."

"Just think about it, when the students of Guojun Academy enter society in the next ten years, how prosperous and huge the entire Hung Hing will be... At that time, no one will be able to restrain him."

As Lü Qinghong spoke in a calm tone, Fatty Li felt a chill run down his spine...

The faculty at Kwok Chun College is very strong, and all students are exempt from tuition fees. The students range from Hong Kong's wealthy class to the lower-class thugs and New Territories kids.

Once these people enter society, into various social strata, becoming police officers, white-collar workers, members of parliament, and forming the framework of society... after all, Boss Jun is a board member of Guojun Academy, and these people are, in a sense, his students, and they must owe Boss Jun a debt of gratitude...

At that time, who will be able to keep the big boss Jun in check?

Fatty Li took a couple of puffs of his narcotic pipe and said, "So, Attorney Lü, you want me to bite him to death before he retires from the criminal world, forcing him to take action. If I can't kill him now, then after he retires, no one will be able to touch him."

Lü Qinghong took two deep puffs of his cigar and nodded.

Fat Li asked, "So, Attorney Lü, who's behind you?"

Lu Qinghong said mysteriously, "I am the royal lawyer of Hong Kong. Who do you think is behind me?"

In short, stick to him and you'll reap the rewards. I can only tell you one thing: someone's planning to use him for a promotion.

"So, there are high-ranking officers in the police force who want to use him as a sacrificial lamb? The highest-ranking officer in the Hong Kong Chinese community is Li Shutang."

Li Shutang is the Assistant Commissioner of Police. They are all Chinese. Boss Jun is clean in his dealings. He doesn't sell drugs or do business that the police are targeting. Li Shutang has no reason to target Boss Jun.

So it's high-ranking Western officials? I heard there's a former Scotland Yard police commissioner among them, who just arrived in Hong Kong as deputy commissioner of police. A new broom sweeps clean, so it's perfectly reasonable for Yan Liguo to use him as a scapegoat.

Fat Li calmed down and made an analysis.

Attorney Lü remained noncommittal, saying, "Don't ask questions you shouldn't. I can only tell you one thing: the operation is already in full swing and involves a very wide range of people. Just do your job."

Fat Li exclaimed excitedly, "Attorney Lü, are you trying to drag me onto the artillery platform?"

Even if the people behind you really arrest him, have you thought about the consequences? You won't get all the Hung Hing Group's books, you won't be able to find out the real crimes, you can only convict him as an anti-triad. You'll gain benefits, but when he comes out again, the harm will only be greater.

What about me? What should I do?
The entire Hung Hing organization, numbering one hundred thousand, is willing to sacrifice their lives for Boss Jun at any time. Their lives could be exchanged for my whole family's.

Lu Qinghong calmly took a sip of tea and chuckled, "You really are a江湖人 (jianghu person), always talking about life and death. Don't worry, it's not worth risking your life. In a couple of days, someone will send the G4 VIP protection team to protect you. Even if our operation fails..."

He took a folder from his subordinate and placed it on the table, saying, "This is a luxury villa in Canada, plus a bank draft for 200 million US dollars."

You've made quite a bit of money selling prostitutes these past two years. You can live out the rest of your life peacefully in Canada. All the paperwork will be taken care of. You should know, for gangsters like you, immigrating isn't easy.

"Think about the bright side. If you keep attacking him, as long as he's imprisoned in Stanley Prison, the Number Gang and Tung Sing, who are close to you, can establish their presence in Causeway Bay, Wan Chai, and Lan Kwai Fong in Central. Then, once Miss Bai is sold, money will roll in."

Fatty Li took the folder, stood up, and said angrily, "It's come to this, I have nothing more to say. I never thought I would be used as a pawn. Attorney Lü, when I hired you as the chief lawyer for my group, I never thought you would betray me, would threaten me. You're ruthless."

Originally, Fat Lai paid for the job and Attorney Lui took the money to do the work. However, without realizing it, Attorney Lui obtained some evidence of Fat Lai's crimes, and the master-servant relationship between the two was completely reversed.

Lu Qinghong smiled and said, "Fatty Li, you chose this path yourself. If you're incompetent, don't complain. You should be grateful that the person you're cooperating with is me, and the person behind me. If it were anyone else, you would be dead long ago."

"Tomorrow I'll have the G4 protection team come to protect me. Also, my current identity is that of an informant, and I'll be charging informant fees."

"Indispensable for you."

"it is good."

Fat Li readily agreed and turned to leave.

Leaving the tea restaurant and getting into his Mercedes-Benz, Fatty Li closed his eyes, while Lin Qinghui started the car and said, "Ah Da, how about we cooperate with Boss Jun instead?"

"Cooperate with him? Ah Hui, do you know that I, Fatty Li, am, to put it nicely, the big tap of the Number Gang, and to put it bluntly, a chamber pot? I am a chamber pot, and Boss Jun is a chamber pot too."

"What is a chamber pot?"

"When he has value, he is Sir Chen, Mr. Chen. When he has no value, he naturally disdains the chamber pot."

At this moment, she wished she could sever all ties, wished she could throw him in the trash, to avoid damaging her image.

Why should I, Fatty Li, be a chamber pot within a chamber pot?

(End of this chapter)