Hong Kong variety show: I Am a Tycoon

Chapter 252 Bomb Vest
“Brother Dafei,” Hong Jingbao said helplessly, “Hongfa’s actions have made us all lose face.”

Upon hearing Hong Jingbao's words, Dafei sneered: "Don't worry, you were personally appointed as the chairman by Boss Jun, so naturally he won't let anyone else embarrass you."

Hong Jingbao was immediately relieved and went back to wait for news.

Dafei knew that Chen Jiajun valued the entertainment industry highly, and he felt it was only right and proper to inform his boss about the recent deterioration of the environment.

So Dafei had someone drive him directly to Guojun Technology Company.

At this moment, Chen Jiajun was discussing the issue of electricity in Brunei with Wei Li.

Even though doing this is just transferring money from one hand to the other, the things that need to be done still need to be done.

Running a company is no small business; at the very least, it has to be presentable on the surface.

At this moment, the secretary pushed open the door and walked in, saying to Chen Jiajun, "Boss, Dafei from Hongxing Film Industry has arrived."

"Dafei?" Chen Jiajun was taken aback for a moment, then said, "Let him go to the lounge first, I'll be right there."

After briefly explaining things to Wei Li, Chen Jiajun went to the lounge.

At this moment, Dafei, with a cigar in his mouth and picking his nose, looked so slovenly that Chen Jiajun was speechless: "He's supposed to be the head of Hongxing Film Industry, yet he looks so disheveled. Doesn't he care about what people say?"

Dafei was surprised that Chen Jiajun arrived so quickly. He wiped his fingers awkwardly and said, "I'm used to it."

Chen Jiajun waved his hand and said, "Alright, what's going on today? Why do you have time to come see me?"

Dafei spread his hands and said, "The entertainment industry has become increasingly murky lately. In just the last few months, many celebrities have been forced to film movies, making the whole industry a mess."

Chen Jiajun's face darkened: "Someone's trying to mess with us?"

Dafei laughed and said, "No, they don't have the guts. On the contrary, people from big gangs are generally easier to talk to. Although they hire people to make movies, they usually pay them well and won't resort to robbery. But as for the others..."

At this point, Dafei recounted Hong Jingbao's ordeal.

"Cheng Zhiming? Which club is he from?" Chen Jiajun frowned after hearing this.

After thinking for a moment, Dafei said, "I remember this Cheng Zhiming seems to be a member of Xinji, but he's not the boss. He seems to be a scoundrel who learns boxing from Su Long, the head instructor of Xinji."

Chen Jiajun was stunned on the spot: "How dare a scoundrel be so arrogant?"

Dafei laughed and said, "This guy is really arrogant and has a lot of confidence. He asked Xinji's film company for people to make movies. After being refused, he directly took a gun and opened fire in front of Xinji Film Company. He even said that he would kill them."

"Oh, it's that crazy guy." Chen Jiajun said with a sudden realization, "No wonder some people don't want to mess with him."

Dafei tentatively asked, "Brother Jun, should we get involved in this? After all, you're the one who put Hong Jingbao in that position. It wouldn't look good for you if he lost face."

The late 1980s and early 1990s were a time of chaos and disorder.

More and more people are trying to make money in the entertainment industry, and if this is left unchecked, it will indeed be a hidden danger.

Chen Jiajun tapped the table and said, "Since Hong Jingbao has brought this matter to our attention, we must take care of it."

"They can make as much money as they want in the entertainment industry, but the entertainment industry has its own rules and regulations. If anyone dares to mess around, don't say I'm not giving them face."

Upon hearing Chen Jiajun's words, Dafei immediately perked up.

It seems my boss is about to take drastic measures.

Chen Jiajun glanced at Dafei and said, "Go out and give me a hint. Tell me that I, Chen Jiajun, said that from now on, if there are any complaints from the Hong Kong Performing Artistes Guild, our own cinemas will not be allowed to show this movie again."

Dafei paused for a moment, then said, "You mean... a ban?"

"That's right, it's a ban." Chen Jiajun said with a sneer, "What do these bastards want to do in the entertainment industry? Make money, of course. They can't possibly be here to pick up female celebrities, can they?"

"Anyone who doesn't follow the rules, I'll make sure they don't earn a single penny."

Upon hearing Chen Jiajun's instructions, Dafei immediately felt that Hong Jingbao was about to have a stroke of luck.

In the future, Hung King-bo will truly become a big brother figure in the entertainment industry.

If the Hong Kong Performing Artistes Guild doesn't agree, this movie won't be released in theaters, which means they won't earn a single penny.

Chen Jiajun continued, "Since Cheng Zhiming is acting so arrogantly, let's make an example of him."

Dafei said with some concern, "Banning Hongfa Film Company is not a problem, the problem is that madman Cheng Zhiming, I suspect he will definitely not let this go."

A cold glint flashed in Chen Jiajun's eyes as he said calmly, "Then do you need me to teach you how to do things?"

Upon hearing this, Dafei quickly replied, "I know what to do."

Chen Jiajun nodded and said, "Alright, go and do it. If you encounter any problems you can't handle, I'll have Old Yu take care of it."

Hearing that Chen Jiajun had asked Lao Yu for help, Da Fei breathed a long sigh of relief.

Compared to Chen Jiajun's right-hand men, Cheng Zhiming, that madman, is probably not even worth as much as a dog.

The following day, the Hong Kong Performing Artistes Guild issued a statement.

Its content is about Hongfa Film and Television Company's forced hiring of celebrities.

Hong Jingbao took the lead and set an example by publicly boycotting the film company's movies.

Subsequently, Hongxing Film Company and Jiahe Cinema Group also followed suit.

This news caused quite a stir.

The misdeeds and shady dealings of those gangsters in the entertainment industry have long been a source of discontent.

Now that someone has taken the lead, all the film and television companies, and even the two major television stations, are following suit.

Many people are also watching to see if Cheng Zhiming, this eccentric guy, will do something.

After all, this matter was extremely targeted.

Upon hearing this news, Luo Dawei at Hongfa Film Company was furious.

Luo Dawei hadn't expected that Hong Jingbao, this fat guy, would be so audacious, directly threatening to blacklist Hongfa Film Company. This was truly the first time he'd ever done something like this.

So Luo Dawei immediately contacted his partner Cheng Zhiming.

"What happened?" Cheng Zhiming looked so refined; it was hard to imagine that this guy was actually the infamous madman of Hong Kong's underworld. Luo Dawei said helplessly, "Our company's movie might be canceled."

Cheng Zhiming's eyes immediately changed, becoming wicked and fierce: "What do you mean?"

Helpless, Luo Dawei could only tell Cheng Zhiming what had happened a few days earlier.

After hearing this, Cheng Zhiming laughed out loud: "This Hong Jingbao is really quite interesting."

Although Cheng Zhiming said this with a smile, Luo Dawei, who was next to him, was his business partner and knew his personality.

Clearly, Cheng Zhiming was quite unhappy.

However, Luo Dawei quickly restrained Cheng Zhiming, who was about to explode, and said, "I think this matter may not be simple, because Golden Harvest Cinemas was the first to follow up. I suspect that Hung Hing is involved."

Cheng Zhiming sneered, "So what? Nobody in Hong Kong dares to cut off my source of income! You don't need to worry about it, leave this to me."

Normally, Luo Dawei would be very happy when Cheng Zhiming said this.

Because no matter what methods Cheng Zhiming uses to invite celebrities, it will benefit their company.

But this time was different; Luo Dawei had a feeling that something bad was bound to happen this time.

Cheng Zhiming is a mad dog, but not a stupid one. He knows who he can mess with and who he can't.

Hung Hing is someone he can't afford to mess with. Despite his fierce words, he doesn't actually dare to cause trouble for Hung Hing.

However, he dared to offend Hong Jingbao.

His idea was simple: wasn't it some notice issued by the Hong Kong Performing Artistes Guild? He could just let Hung King-po take the blame.

So that day, Cheng Zhiming brought his gangsters to Hong Jingbao's house and splashed red paint on it.

And there was a dead pig's head on his car.

These actions did not frighten Hong Jingbao, but rather Cheng Long, who was standing next to him.

"Brother Sanmao, what... what's going on?" Cheng Long asked Hong Jingbao, his face pale.

Hong Jingbao's face darkened: "That despicable bastard, I didn't expect him to actually dare to make a move."

"You mean...that Hongfa Film Company thing?" Cheng Long immediately thought of recent events.

Hong Jingbao nodded: "Who else could it be besides those scumbags?"

Cheng Long said with some concern, "Isn't this a bad thing to keep going? Maybe we should just back down?"

Cheng Long had been living a life of luxury for too long, and he felt it wasn't worth getting into a conflict with the gangsters.

Hong Jingbao snorted coldly and said, "What are you afraid of? Let me tell you, this is not my business, it is Sir Chen's business. This bastard is dead."

When Cheng Long heard that it was Chen Jiajun who was in charge, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Hong Jingbao looked at the dead pig's head in the car and immediately had someone pick up his wife and children, then headed straight to the nearest newspaper office.

The next day, Cheng Zhiming did not receive news of Hong Jingbao backing down. Instead, he saw on television that another campaign had been launched.

All the stars in Hong Kong united to put pressure on the police.

Although everyone knows that the current Governor's Office certainly won't get involved in such matters, at least the attitude has been made.

Hung King-po personally led reporters to the Hong Kong Police Headquarters to file a police report, claiming that someone had splashed paint on his home and placed a dead pig's head in his car, which constituted a "personal threat."

This behavior was nothing short of a provocation to Cheng Zhiming.

"You've got guts." Cheng Zhiming gritted his teeth as he watched the news report on TV.

Luo Dawei, who was standing to the side, was immediately frightened. He hadn't expected Hong Jingbao, a celebrity, to be so tough.

Just as Luo Dawei was about to try to persuade Cheng Zhiming, the guy took out his phone and notified his underlings: "Find me a few men to follow Hong Jingbao to a secluded spot and fire a shot. Don't kill him, just scare him a little."

Luo Dawei's eyes widened immediately: "Boss, are you really going to make this big?"

“Of course, otherwise no one would be afraid of me in the future,” Cheng Zhiming said coldly.

That evening, Hong Jingbao was attacked on his way home.

Several gunmen followed him all the way, and on his way home, someone shot and smashed his car's rearview mirror.

They also left a threatening note.

The other side used firearms, which Hong Jingbao hadn't expected.

However, this is also a good thing, as Hung Hing now finally has an excuse to intervene in this matter.

Hong Jingbao immediately told Dafei what had just happened.

Dafei sneered and said, "You don't need to worry about what happens next. Just hide for a couple of days."

Hong Jingbao also breathed a sigh of relief.

The reason he's been willing to help Hung Hing with so many things these days is not only because of Chan Ka Chun's influence, but also because it benefits him.

His reputation as the president of the Performing Artists Association has recently skyrocketed.

Now that he's gained fame, he naturally doesn't want to fight with those desperate criminals anymore.

Even if Cheng Zhiming is crazy, he wouldn't dare to run wild in Hung Hing's businesses.

Meanwhile, Dafei went directly to Hongfa Film Company and asked Cheng Zhiming to come out and discuss the matter.

The messenger was very rude; he simply left the time and location and turned to leave.

"Damn it, I'd like to see just how powerful your Hung Hing is." Cheng Zhiming, having been humiliated repeatedly, could no longer suppress his anger.

Under Luo Dawei's terrified gaze, the guy strapped a bomb vest to himself, picked up two guns, and prepared to go to the banquet.

(End of this chapter)