Hong Kong variety show: I Am a Tycoon

Perhaps as his position rose higher and higher, Chen Jiajun rarely felt the warmth of life anymore.

Although surrounded by beautiful women, his life was incredibly luxurious.

However, every now and then, Chen Jiajun still likes to have breakfast in a place with a lively atmosphere, and then sit leisurely in the tea restaurant with a newspaper for a whole morning.

"Brother Sheng, I'll have some Hong Kong-style milk tea, salted lemon soda, a premium pork chop bun, and French toast," Chen Jiajun said to the restaurant owner as soon as he entered.

"Mr. Chen, Ms. Bai, please find a place to sit down. We'll be right there."

When the boss, Brother Sheng, saw that it was Chen Jiajun, he greeted him with a smile.

When Chen Jiajun first started out in the underworld, he liked to come here for a quick meal and chat with a bunch of short, scrawny guys.

So I've never forgotten the taste of this place.
After finding a seat at random, he skillfully picked up the newspaper next to him and started reading it by himself.

Those who come to the tea restaurant in the morning are all regulars, and there are no dim-witted hooligans to bother Bai Lu.

Even if they did, they wouldn't dare to do it again after being severely beaten a few times.

So everyone around greeted each other familiarly and then went about their own conversation.

After all, the discovery of several corpses in a nearby alley in Sham Shui Po that morning was enough to give ordinary people plenty of fodder for conversation all day.

"I heard they were all drug dealers. And they were shot dead."

"This is getting more and more outrageous. These gangsters are actually using guns."

"Shh, keep your voice down, or you'll get into trouble with gangsters."

Although Chen Jiajun was reading the newspaper, he was also moved after overhearing the conversation of several people.

After having breakfast, I returned to the company and called Yaqi over.

"Is that drug lord who came back from Thailand up to something lately?" Chen Jiajun asked directly.

Yachi nodded, and said with some surprise, "I was just about to tell you, how did you know?"

"Several drug dealers' bodies were found in an alley in Sham Shui Po. It's rare to see someone so sloppy these days," Chan Ka-Chun said with a sneer. "This guy caused such a big mess as soon as he came back. He's afraid he won't die fast enough."

Yaqi laughed and said, "That's not all. He came back and killed the previous drug cartel leader, threw the body into the swimming pool, and now several big fishermen are all working for him."

"Overbearing attitude, courting death," Chen Jiajun said, shaking his head.

Hong Kong has not yet reached its most chaotic point. It will only begin to crumble when negotiations are completed in the 1990s and all hope is lost.

This period coincided with the police force reform and the establishment of the Independent Commission Against Corruption (ICAC), so these police officers were considered to be quite dedicated to their duties.

Such a high-profile act will definitely get us caught by the police.

So Chen Jiajun shook his head and said, "No need to pay too much attention. People who are too unconventional don't last long."

Yachi nodded, but said with some concern, "There are quite a few guys getting their hands on drugs in Thailand lately. If this keeps up, this place will soon become a drug den."

A glint flashed in Chen Jiajun's eyes: "Even that old bastard Khun Sa is getting restless."

It's unclear whether it's due to incompatible horoscopes, but Chen Jiajun incurred considerable enmity with the Khun Sa Group right from his debut.

Whether it's the Eight-Faced Buddha or the Xinji channel, Chen Jiajun personally cut them off.

Therefore, it is no exaggeration to say that the people of Khun Sa Group hate Chen Jiajun to the core.

It's just that Chen Jiajun rose to power so quickly that even the Khun Sa Group had no way to deal with him.

Khun Sa Group then went into hiding and did not continue to confront Chen Jiajun head-on.

After all, those setbacks were a painful blow to Khun Sa's group.

The forces he controlled were directly swept away by Chen Jiajun.

This loss isn't just a small amount of money; it's the loss of a stable source of income.

So this time he learned his lesson. Since hard tactics didn't work, he decided to try softer ones. The Khun Sa Group would never give up such a lucrative prize as Hong Kong.

"Do these people have any connection with the Khun Sa Group?" Chen Jiajun asked, frowning.

Yachi scratched his head and said, "I haven't looked into that yet; it's just a recent thought."

“This matter needs to be thoroughly investigated,” Chen Jiajun said with a sneer. “After all, we both want to kill each other.”

Yaqi nodded: "Understood, boss. If we really find out, should we have Old Yu take action?" "No, since the Khun Sa Group has learned its lesson, let's not be too reckless. Once we seize the opportunity, I'll uproot them completely," Chen Jiajun said coldly.

When Chen Jiajun killed Lin Kun last time, he intentionally sent his Azerothian mercenary group to test the strength of the warlords in the Golden Triangle.

The result was not bad; it not only alienated the Golden Triangle from the CIA, but also tested their capabilities.

If given another chance, Chen Jiajun was confident that by seizing Khun Sa's weakness, he could use his various forces to completely uproot the Khun Sa Group.

"First, keep an eye on Zeng Jian and confirm his source of goods."

After pondering for a moment, Chen Jiajun said to Yaqi, "This person might be useful."

Yachi nodded: "I'll have my men keep an eye on this guy."

"Who else has contact with the Golden Triangle?" Chen Jiajun asked again.

Yaqi said with a sneer, "A small triad in the New Territories, I think it's called something like Yi Fung."

"Yi Feng?" Chen Jiajun's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately asked, "Who is their leader?"

Yaqi pondered for a moment and said, "It seems to be called Mo Yilie. This guy is quite interesting. He also came from a clan and started his career in the underworld with his cousins. It's not wrong to call them a clan, even if you call it a gang."

“Yi Fung has fewer than 5,000 members, most of whom are villagers from the New Territories, so they can’t really amount to much. Their income mainly comes from protection money, smuggling, stables, laundry detergent, etc., but none of these account for a large proportion.”

"Recently, through some means, I got in touch with a drug lord in Thailand. I heard that I helped him out and got a batch of drugs from there. But this guy is still in Thailand and hasn't returned to Hong Kong yet."

Upon hearing Yaqi's account, Chen Jiajun immediately formed a plan in his mind.

So Chen Jiajun said to Yaqi, "Help me check, Yifeng has a henchman, a little guy nicknamed Mack."

"Uh..." Yachi's face immediately showed a troubled expression.

Chen Jiajun asked, somewhat puzzled, "Why the long face? Is there a problem?"

Yaqi said with a hint of helplessness, "Boss, the movie 'A Better Tomorrow' that you invested in has been a huge hit in Hong Kong for a long time. Nine out of ten of these gangsters have changed their English names to Mack."

Chen Jiajun was speechless after hearing Yaqi's words.

I never imagined there was such a relationship.

After thinking for a moment, Chen Jiajun remembered the name of the key figure and said with a frown, "Let me think, this guy's Chinese name seems to be Su Xingbai."

“Su Xingbo?” Yaqi nodded. “I’ll have someone investigate right away.”

“I’ll go with you. It’s been a long time since I’ve been to the New Territories,” Chen Jiajun said, standing up from his office chair.

Ever since the New Territories repelled the foreigners last time, their spirit and energy have been quite different.

The people of Lujia Village, in particular, held their heads very high.

In addition, the Guojun Electronic Games Factory has brought considerable revenue to the village.

It can be said that Luk Ka Tsuen is the richest village in the entire New Territories, so it naturally appears a bit arrogant.

"Brother Jun, what brings you here today?"

Lu Yongquan walked over and said to Chen Jiajun with a smile.

"Ah Quan, you look like you've hit something, haven't you?" Chen Jiajun said, glancing sideways at Lu Yongquan.

At first glance, Chen Jiajun noticed that Lu Yongquan's mental state was a bit off.

Lu Yongquan was startled and quickly waved his hand, saying, "Absolutely not, I was working overtime at the factory and didn't sleep all night."

Chen Jiajun nodded: "Once you've made money, don't mess around recklessly. If I find out any of you brothers dare to touch laundry detergent or 'No. 4' stuff, don't blame me for carrying out Uncle Tao's family discipline."

Lu Yongquan quickly said, "Brother Jun, don't worry. Anyone who dares to play with that kind of thing is absolutely courting death."

"You talk a good game, you should read more books." Chen Jiajun shook his head and said, "I don't have many people I can trust right now. If you brothers can step up, that would be the best thing for me, so I don't have to rely on outsiders."

Upon hearing Chen Jiajun's words, Lu Yongquan exclaimed with delight, "Brother Jun, are you planning to hire us for a job?"

"Let's wait and see. Your time to shine will come," Chen Jiajun said, shaking his head.

In fact, among the Lu brothers, Lu Jinqiang is probably the only one with some business acumen.

Other people can use their clever tricks, but letting them manage the company? It wouldn't be long before it caused widespread resentment. (End of Chapter)