Hong Kong variety show: I Am a Tycoon

Chapter 224 Survival by cutting off the tail
Chen Jiajun nodded and said, "Starting today, I will send people to protect your safety. In addition, you and the best lawyer in Hong Kong will do your best to kill Fatty Lai. If things get out of hand, I will immediately have someone bring you to the mainland. Don't worry, I will make sure you enjoy wealth and luxury for the rest of your life."

Huang Dawen felt a chill run down his spine. After a long while, he nodded and said, "Yes, I understand, Sir Chen."

The phone rang abruptly; it was He Guorong.

He Guorong answered the phone, and after listening, he stood up with a wry smile and said, "The ICAC has its eyes on me, brother. I'm afraid I won't be able to come over for tea with you anymore."

"What's going on?" Chen Jiajun stood up abruptly.

He Guorong shook his head and said, "Someone betrayed our political department. They probably know about my relationship with you."

Rumble.

A bolt of lightning struck the beach not far away.

A torrential downpour began in an instant.

With a pipe dangling from his lips, Chen Jiajun walked to the window, gazed at the black Mercedes-Benz W14 at the manor gate, turned to He Guorong, and asked, "Who drives you here every time?"

“Yang Jinrong. What, brother, do you think he betrayed me?” He Guorong uttered the name, then suddenly realized what he meant.

"Yang Jinrong?"

Chen Jiajun repeated these three words over and over...

Damn it! Yang Jinrong is a rising star in the police force. He was given important responsibilities after returning to the force, which shows that he is kind-hearted and has a strong sense of justice.

The problem is, this person is ruthless, vicious, and cunning. Even an old fox like Han Chen is completely under his control...

That good-for-nothing He Guorong, of all people he could have chosen, he had to pick Yang Jinrong as his driver.

Yang Jinrong, seeing how close He Guorong was to his Hung Hing boss Jun, would definitely betray He Guorong out of a sense of justice.

Chen Jiajun never expected that he, with his strong sense of righteousness, would be betrayed by another police officer, a rising star with a similar sense of justice.

After taking two deep drags on his pipe, Chen Jiajun patted He Guorong heavily on the shoulder and said, "He wants to use you as a sacrifice to cut off my protector and use you to kill me and establish his authority."

"I...I have rendered service to the Zu family, I have shed blood for the Zu family. Impossible, impossible." He Guorong's face turned red, and he was at a loss. Then he raised his head and said, "Brother, behind the money taken from the Jockey Club is a huge interest group. Even if they really want to touch me, they have to see who my backer is."

"Innocent."

"idiot."

"Do you know that before the Independent Commission Against Corruption (ICAC) was established, which of the tens of thousands of police officers in Hong Kong dared not accept bribes? These rules were set by the foreigners. From the first day of their studies at the Wong Chuk Hang Police Academy, those officers were taught how to flatter the foreigners, how to collect fees, and how to share money with them."

If the foreign police really wanted a clean police force, the Independent Commission Against Corruption (ICAC) wouldn't have just arrested one foreign Chief Superintendent Peter Godber and two foreign inspectors as scapegoats.

If you really get arrested by the ICAC, the vested interests behind you, the directors of the Hong Kong Jockey Club, will be the first to abandon you. They might even stomp on your dead body to distance themselves from you.

Chen Jiajun knew the Jockey Club's system all too well.

As the only legal betting group in Hong Kong, the Jockey Club has an astronomical annual turnover. Does the Jockey Club rig the races or the Mark Six lottery?

the answer is negative.

Because the races are so uncontrollable and have so much randomness, the results of the races and the lottery are also unpredictable. Under these circumstances, the odds of winning are ridiculously low, which results in the Jockey Club leaving behind a lot of money every year.

It would be strange if greedy foreigners weren't tempted by this money.

“I…I only took my share. I have always worked for the Zu family, and I have done nothing wrong.”

He Guorong blushed instantly.

Chen Jiajun nodded and said, "As the elder brother, I naturally know that you are a good minister of the Political Department. Otherwise, I wouldn't have used so many means to deal with you before. Now I'm pointing you in the right direction. Whether you can withstand it or not is up to you."

"Brother, please tell me."

He Guorong raised his head, his eyes filled with hope.

Chen Jiajun took off his pipe and said, "I'll arrange a car later. You can take the car to leave the manor and go find Han Yili."

The Political Department is a special department. Your position isn't as high as Han Yili's, but your power is greater. Now, you should obediently hand over the Political Department's underwater roster to Han Yili, and also tell him some secrets about the horse racing club.

“You need to tell him that your cooperation with me is based on the Jockey Club’s dirty money, and that’s all there is to it.”

"This is a huge scandal, and Han Yili will definitely do everything in his power to protect you. However, this means you'll definitely lose your position."

Because Han Yili wants to make a deal with Yan Liguo, and that deal is your position.

Furthermore, the return of the Special Branch to the police station, allowing higher-ups to intervene, is the price your Special Branch has to pay.

After listening, He Guorong took a deep breath and nodded, saying, "For now, this is the only way. Brother, it seems I can no longer serve you like this."

Chen Jiajun shook his head and said, "No. Come find me again after things have calmed down, and I'll give you a good job."

After saying that, Chen Jiajun looked at the butler Carson and said, "Carson, go to the door and tell the person in the Mercedes that He Guorong told him to go back first. Whether he goes back or not, don't worry about Yang Jinrong in the car."

"Yes."

Carson, the butler, rushed out of the manor and knocked on the car window.

Yang Jinrong looked away and rolled down the car window: "Hello."

"Mr. He will be staying here a little longer; he wants you to go back first."

"Butler Carson said politely."

Yang Jinrong nodded and said, "I understand. I'll wait a bit longer; the rain is too heavy."

Watching the butler Carson leave, Yang Jinrong took out a pack of white Marlboro cigarettes from his pocket.

Red Marquis is drawn by people from the underworld, while White Marquis is mostly drawn by police officers.

He inhaled deeply and exhaled slowly. Yang Jinrong saw the door open again. He quickly threw away his cigarette butt and rolled up the window.

He saw lawyer Huang Dawen step into a Mercedes-Benz, wave goodbye to Hung Hing boss Jun at the door, and say: "Sir Chan, please enjoy your tea. I'll be leaving now."

"Drive slowly on the road."

Watching Huang Dawen's Mercedes disappear around the corner, Chen Jiajun withdrew his gaze, took a deep breath, and dialed the number of Lao E, the leader of Hung Hing's branch in Haojiang.

"Old evil, all the casinos will be closed tonight. We'll arrange free food and lodging for our guests, and Hung Hing will cover their expenses at the nightclubs."

Also, for the gambling hall we gave to the political department, we ordered that all the staff be sunk into the sea, not a single one left alive.

The money in the accounts will be transferred to our several accounts in batches. The accounts should be sealed and not touched; all ledgers should be kept on file.

There are actually two ways to launder the money left over from the Jockey Club each year.

One method is to manipulate the lottery results so that your own people can collect the money. However, this method incurs a large tax deduction and takes a long time.

So the foreigners donated in batches to various organizations and foundations, and then the political department cleaned them up and sent them back to England.

However, this method is still too time-consuming and laborious to operate.

Therefore, using a casino to clean up one's act is the most suitable and quickest way.

The laundered money would remain in the casino account of SJM Holdings for a period of time. This account was set up by Hung Hing for the Special Branch, and the account name was Hung Hing's subsidiary in Macau, but it was managed by the Special Branch.

He Guorong's allegiance to Han Yili will save his life. However, his path of laundering money through the casinos of the SJM Holdings Group will be completely cut off.

If the ICAC and Yan Liguo discover this lead, they're definitely going to make a big deal out of it. Therefore, Chen Jiajun must shut down this gambling hall immediately and get rid of all the relevant staff. This is the result of his discussion with He Guorong.

As for the money in the account, it naturally became the property of his boss, Jun.

Chen Jiajun had to cash out this money without any psychological burden.

Everyone's dark-skinned, but I'm even darker than you.

Everyone has no bottom line, but I have even fewer.

These old gentlemen will be left speechless and unable to voice their grievances, and more importantly, they will have nowhere to seek justice.

"yes, Sir."

The gambling hall controlled by the Political Department was the most lucrative one in the entire SJM Holdings group. Although Lao E didn't know why Chen Jiajun had given such an order, he immediately agreed.

Not long after notifying Lao E, Chen Jiajun called He Xin: "Brother Xin, it's me, A-Jun."

"What's going on? Old Evil suddenly announced that all casinos would be closed tonight and kicked all the customers out."

He Xin asked as soon as he answered the phone.

Over the years, the cooperation between the two parties has been very pleasant, and the casino business has been booming.

"Brother Xin, there's been a problem. I'll cover all the expenses for the casino guests in Macau tonight. I've already notified Old Evil and the others to make sure the guests are settled..."

"Also, there was a mole within the gambling den. I've had Old Evil clean house of them. Don't worry, this has nothing to do with you. I'll take responsibility if anything goes wrong."

Chen Jiajun explained softly.

"Be careful in everything you do. If you encounter any difficulties, just let me know."

He Xin nodded. He had heard a little about Chen Jiajun's cooperation with the Political Department, but as the person in charge of the SJM Holdings, he had been effectively sidelined by Chen Jiajun. Of course, the benefits that Chen Jiajun brought him were incomparable to those he had received when he cooperated with the Number Gang.

That evening, the SJM Holdings casino, which operates 365 days a year without interruption, suddenly announced that it would be closed for one day.

Inside a villa with a Western European design in Happy Valley, Hong Kong Island.

"You go out first."

Commissioner of Police Han Yi-ri, dressed in a silk satin nightgown, entered the living room and addressed the maid.

Upon hearing footsteps, Political Minister Ha Kwok-wing immediately turned around, looking as if he was about to burst into tears.

"Number One Brother".

"Brother, save me."

He Guorong's face was filled with sorrow as he lowered his voice and called out.

"Big Sir, what's going on here?"

Han Yili, with a pipe in his mouth and a look of suspicion on his face, looked suspicious.

“Brother, I…I collaborated with the Hung Hing Society to launder money for the Jockey Club. Every month, I would send money to the SJM Holdings casino in Macau, launder it, and then send it back to England.”

He Guorong lowered his head, his voice trembling with tears.

"Is there still this?"

Han Yili said solemnly.

Of course, he had a vague idea about this.

However, as the Commissioner of Police of Hong Kong, he was not in a position to control the actions of the Special Branch, so he naturally had to pretend not to know.

“Someone, someone has reported this to the ICAC. Now, the second-in-command of the police force, Yan Liguo, is working with the ICAC to make an example of me to establish their authority.”

He Guorong squeezed out a few drops of horse urine.

"You mean Yan Liguo?" Han Yili frowned.

"Yes, this matter... this matter involves the old knights behind the Jockey Club, as well as Sir Chan Ka-Chun. Once the media finds out, this... this is probably a huge scandal for the Zu family."

He Guorong, with tears streaming down his face, lowered his voice and said.

Han Yili paced back and forth, a pipe dangling from his lips, his voice tinged with a coldness: "Big Sir, you're in deep trouble. Yan Liguo is known as the Vulture in Scotland Yard, known for his iron-fisted and impartial nature."

If you handle this matter poorly and implicate those nobles, thereby damaging the Zu family's international reputation, that would be disastrous.

"Brother, save me! I have shed blood and sweat for the Zu family. I may not have made any great contributions, but I have certainly worked hard for them."

He Guorong knelt down with a thud and grabbed Han Yili's thigh.

Han Yili stopped and said solemnly, "Sir, this matter is easy to handle. You just need to get rid of Sir Chen Jiajun, and all those who know the truth must be eliminated. Then, go to those old knights behind the Jockey Club. I suppose they will step in to protect you because of their reputation."

At this point, Han Yili still felt that this matter had nothing to do with him, since he had not benefited from it.

And frankly, he was also afraid that this pile of shit would get stuck on him.

"Brother Yi, you know Chun, the big boss of Hung Hing. Although the gambling hall he gave me is operated by our Political Department alone, he has already gathered a lot of dirt on me because of his meticulousness."

He has information about some major scandals in our family, which is why we recommended him for knighthood...

And also, he has a group of bodyguards willing to die for him. If, just if we fail to eliminate him, he'll expose everything to the media, and then we'll be truly finished.

This wasn't Ho Kwok-wing speaking up for his older brother; it was simply him telling the truth.

After saying that, Ho Kwok-wing took out the roster of the Political Department and presented it with trembling hands, saying, "Brother, from now on, our Political Department will serve you wholeheartedly. As a member of the Hong Kong Police Force, we are willing to risk our lives for you."

Han Yili took the political department's roster, glanced at it a few times, closed it with satisfaction, and said firmly, "I can save you, but you have to tell me everything in detail."

"Brother, from now on, I'll listen to your decisions on everything, big or small." He Guorong wiped away his tears and slowly stood up.

There were three reasons why Chen Jiajun wanted He Guorong to hand over the Political Department to Han Yili.

Firstly, in order to protect Ho Kwok-wing, even if Ho Kwok-wing is kicked out of this position, he can still be of great use.

Secondly, the Political Department is a very special department.

Historically, the vast majority of agents of the Political Department were elusive and rarely seen.

After Hong Kong's return to China, these agents carried out the second phase of their mission assigned to them by MI5, lying in wait in Hong Kong for an opportunity to strike.

The Chinese Communist Party (CCP) once tried to find information on these individuals, but despite spending a great deal of manpower and resources, they were unsuccessful.

If the Special Branch is officially reintegrated into the police force, it will greatly facilitate the future mobilization of the CCP to uncover the secret agents hidden in Hong Kong.

Thirdly, if the ICAC and the police force really use this matter to threaten Chan Ka-Chun, then Chan Ka-Chun will also be held responsible.

For Han Yi-ri, taking control of the Political Department would be an immense benefit, one that could even elevate his political career after leaving the police force.

In addition, this matter does indeed involve some major scandals in England.

Therefore, both morally and logically, Han Yili had to eliminate this matter from the outset.

(End of this chapter)