Hong Kong variety show: I Am a Tycoon

On the other side, in Zeng Jian's company.

Because the police seized the goods, his henchmen were furious.

I rushed to Zeng Jian's company as soon as possible to see if there was any chance of a turnaround.

They are arguably one of the largest suppliers in Hong Kong. If they were to run out of stock, the entire Hong Kong laundry detergent market would come to a standstill.

As for those with other connections, even if they have goods, the quantity is not very large, which is simply a drop in the ocean for a market like Hong Kong.

"Brother Jian, the entire market is completely cut off from supplies right now." A swindler approached Zeng Jian and said, "If there were supplies, we could say that prices are rising and we could get some saline solution. But now that there are no supplies to sell, even eating has become a problem."

"Furthermore, this batch of goods resulted in a loss of over 100 million yuan, and now the police have just swept it away. We really lose face."

Those in their line of work are most afraid of having their market share taken away.

If a long vacuum period occurs in the market, the market will soon be divided up by other outsiders.

By then, even if they are veterans, it will be too late to turn the tide.

Hearing his subordinates' complaints, Zeng Jian took a deep breath and said, "Brothers, I am very grateful for your support over the past six months. Don't worry about the supply of goods."

"I've already made contact with Khun Sa, and these goods will soon be transported in from over a dozen routes. Although everyone has suffered some losses this time, we'll survive as long as the mountains and rivers remain green."

Upon hearing Zeng Jian's guarantee, the four big-time gamblers couldn't help but nod.

After all, Zeng Jian himself has a good reputation, and as long as the supply of goods can be resolved, they are still willing to work with Zeng Jian.

After all, working under Zeng Jian is much better than working under that bastard A Bing.

Seeing that everyone had calmed down, Zeng Jian said with a murderous glint in his eyes, "Now let's get back to the police. I, Zeng Jian, have said before that anyone who dares to mess with me will be crushed."

Zeng Jian's words were not unfounded.

Although he stayed in Thailand for seven years, his network of connections remained unchanged.

The powerful figures who rose to prominence after the era of the Four Great Detectives naturally had their own networks of connections; otherwise, they wouldn't have survived to this day.

If he wanted to target two low-ranking police officers, it would be too easy for him.

Moreover, Zeng Jian was furious when he returned to find that his ex-girlfriend was now with a policeman.

This is a good opportunity to resolve it all at once.

When the yaw family members heard Zeng Jian say he was going to take action against the police, they all hesitated.

After all, times have changed.

One of the members of the Lao family wanted to say something, but Zeng Jian interrupted him directly: "I know what you want to say, but I'm definitely not going to let this go. You don't need to say anything more."

Hearing Zeng Jian speak so resolutely, the others naturally didn't dare to continue trying to persuade him.

After all, Zeng Jian is in charge now.
Li Wenbin, who was about to go to work, was informed by his father that his leave had been extended before he even arrived at the police station.

This made Li Wenbin very unhappy, and he confronted Li Shutang: "Dad, why did you give me another half month of leave?"

Li Wenbin still had bruises on his face, clearly having been badly beaten by Zeng Jian's henchman, Brother Wei.

The bruises around my eyes haven't faded yet.

Li Shutang snorted coldly and said, "You still have the nerve to ask me? Do you remember what you promised me back then?"

Li Shutang allowed Li Wenbin to participate in the operation to crack down on drug traffickers so that Li Wenbin wouldn't stand out.

Unfortunately, the moment this kid stepped onto the stage, he completely forgot what his father had said.

However, Li Wenbin retorted, "I'm a policeman too. I can't just stand by and watch everyone else rush in, can I? People will say I'm a nepotism hire. Although I've never received any special treatment from you in the police force."

My dad is an assistant director, a high-ranking officer in the police force.

Li Wenbin had heard countless such comments, yet he had worked his way up from the military and had never used any of his father's privileges.

That sound was an insult to him.

Li Shutang said calmly, "I know you've been holding a grudge about this, and I don't mean to discourage you from fighting, but that's no excuse for you to be beaten up like this."

Li Wenbin said speechlessly, "What can we do? Am I supposed to go to police academy to learn hand-to-hand combat? Besides, what they teach at police academy is useless anyway."

“At home, I’m not your superior, I’m your father. So I’m responsible for your safety. I’m extending your leave because I found you a teacher to practice your hand-to-hand combat skills, so you don’t get beaten to death when you’re out doing something.” Li Shutang naturally wouldn’t tell Li Wenbin the real reason behind this, so he could only use this excuse.

Hearing his father's words, Li Wenbin was somewhat unconvinced, but he had no reason to refute them.

After all, he was almost beaten to death while doing his job.

"What about the coach?" Li Wenbin asked helplessly. He knew his father's personality; he was a man of his word.

So they simply gave up struggling.

Li Shutang glanced at his watch and said, "They should be here soon."

As they were talking, a car horn sounded from the doorway.

Li Shutang and Li Wenbin went outside and saw that the burly man had squeezed out of the car.

"Hey, Li Sir, long time no see." Old Prison greeted Li Shutang.

Li Shutang greeted Lao Yu and said, "Lao Yu, this kid is in your hands now."

Old Prison nodded: "Don't worry, Officer Li."

Li Shutang nodded, then went to work with peace of mind.

After entering Li Wenbin's home, Lao Yu took out two bottles of beer from the refrigerator and sat comfortably on the sofa, saying to Li Wenbin, "For the next ten days or so, I will be your instructor. You can call me Lao Yu. If you don't understand anything, you can ask me anytime."

Li Wenbin looked at Lao Yu with displeasure and said, "I still don't know what you're capable of."

In Li Wenbin's opinion, Lao Yu's physique is impressive, but he may not necessarily be a good fighter.

Old Yu smiled and glanced at Li Wenbin, then raised his palm and chopped at the beer bottle next to him.

Things like beer bottles, although very sturdy, are ultimately made of glass and can be easily broken.

However, after Old Prison made a palm strike, he not only failed to break the bottle, but also cut off the upper part of the bottle directly, and the broken part was smooth and flat.

It was as if he had been sliced ​​open by an extremely sharp blade; this move completely stunned Li Wenbin.

However, Li Wenbin was still somewhat skeptical and said directly, "It's just a trick; you can just cut the bottle open with a glass cutter."

Old Yu rubbed his head, feeling a bit of a headache. He hadn't expected this kid to be so difficult to deal with.

His mission this time was ostensibly to be an instructor, but in reality, it was to protect this kid's safety.

"Then how do you want me to prove it?" Old Prison said, somewhat speechless.

"Fight me," Li Wenbin said confidently. "If you can beat me, then I'll admit you're qualified to teach me."

Old Yu gave a strange smile: "Are you sure?"

"What? Are you scared?" Li Wenbin said arrogantly.

"No problem, let's find a place to start then." Old Yu nodded in agreement.

Li Wenbin was also itching to get his hands dirty, so he took Lao Yu directly to the rooftop of the villa.

However, five minutes later, he began to regret it.

Li Wenbin originally wanted to take advantage of his small stature to deal with Lao Yu.

In his view, a strong man like Lao Yu must be very slow.

But he clearly underestimated the power of the old prisoner.

In less than five minutes, Li Wenbin was thoroughly outmaneuvered by Lao Yu's speed.

Not only did he use various body techniques to toy with him, but Li Wenbin's punches never landed on the old prisoner.

Moreover, he slipped and fell flat on his face because he used too much force.

Old Yu took out a bottle of beer, looked at the panting Li Wenbin, and said indifferently, "That's it?"

Li Wenbin's face turned red, and he said to the old prison guard, "If you've got the guts, don't hide."

"Idiot, do you say that to criminals when you go out to arrest them?" Old Prison said with a look of disdain, "I'm starting to doubt your intelligence now."

Li Wenbin suddenly became somewhat frantic and immediately raised his fist to punch the old prisoner in the face.

He was furious and now all he wanted to do was punch the old prisoner in the face.

Unfortunately, this idea is obviously unrealistic.

When the fist was still a few centimeters away from Lao Yu's face, his large palm directly enveloped Li Wenbin's fist.

This made Li Wenbin feel as if his fists were hitting cotton. Not only did it have no effect, it also made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Your foundation is too weak." Old Yu took a swig of beer, lifted Li Wenbin up with one hand, and said calmly, "You should practice your marksmanship more. There's no future in learning boxing."

Li Wenbin's head was ringing from the old prison slam, but it also calmed him down.

Compared to Zeng Jian's former subordinate, Awei, Lao Yu seemed unfathomable to him.

The fight just now, to put it bluntly, was like a strong man beating up a child.

No wonder his father chose this burly man to be his teacher.

Li Wenbin took a deep breath and said, "No, I still want to learn boxing. At least I can't let this aspect hold me back."

The old prison guard said with a hint of helplessness, "Then you'd better be prepared to suffer. Don't let my usual jovial demeanor fool you; I'm very strict during training." Li Wenbin, now completely convinced, replied, "Yes, instructor. Please train me rigorously."

Leaving aside the matter of Lao Yu training Li Wenbin, Zeng Jian's retaliatory actions have already begun.

His primary target was Inspector Kim, who had stolen his woman.

This guy was also the supervisor in charge of investigating this laundry detergent case.

He found Ada, one of his female police officers, particularly annoying because she kept causing him trouble.

Zeng Jian's intelligence network was also very powerful, and he quickly found out the weakness of Inspector Jin.

This guy is a gambler, so he's quite easy to deal with.

So Zeng Jian hired two con artists to set up a gambling game, which resulted in Inspector Jin winning all his money.

"Mr. Jin, you can't even afford this little bit of money to play around, can you?"

Just as Inspector Kim was about to leave, the two con artists taunted him again, "We should have gone a little easier on you, hahaha."

Inspector Jin, being young and hot-blooded, slammed his fist on the table and roared, "Who are you calling a sore loser?"

"Isn't it obvious?" the conman said casually. "I'm not the one who's spoiling the fun."

Inspector Kim gritted his teeth and called over the club manager: "Bring me two million."

Inspector Kim is a regular at this club. He likes to come here to gamble a couple of times when he has nothing to do. Given his status, winning two million is really nothing to him.

Unfortunately, since the conman had his eye on him, he wouldn't give him any chance.

In the final bet, he won all two million he had borrowed.

This left Inspector Kim completely flustered on the spot.

As he reached the door to leave, the club manager came over and blocked Inspector Kim's path.

"Mr. Kim, let me tell you the remainder." The club manager said to Inspector Kim, "You've taken two million in total. I hope you can settle the account within three days, otherwise, I'll have a hard time explaining it to the boss."

Inspector Kim sighed and said, "I understand."

On the way back, Inspector Kim was in a terrible mood. He never expected that something like this would happen so close to his wedding.

Just as I was struggling with how to resolve this matter, I received a call from Ada.

Inspector Kim had never liked subordinates who acted impulsively, so he simply hung up the phone and returned home looking annoyed.

The next day, Inspector Kim arrived at a financial company with his property certificate and other documents.

Apart from those with licenses, most of the financial companies in Hong Kong were previously loan sharks.

Although there is no real difference, at least the reputation is much better.

Inspector Kim is a public official, and after something like this happened, he wouldn't dare to go to a legitimate financial company for a loan.

They had no choice but to borrow money from loan sharks.

With a mortgage, it's easier to get a loan than from a formal financial company.

Inspector Kim was in such a hurry because he received a call from the club last night.

The other party directly threatened Inspector Kim, saying that three days had passed and if he didn't return the money, they would send the Independent Commission Against Corruption (ICAC) to collect it from him.

The conflict between the ICAC and the police occurred less than a few years ago, and the relationship between the ICAC and the police remains very tense.

If a police officer falls into the hands of the Independent Commission Against Corruption (ICAC), it's wishful thinking to expect a peaceful resolution.

Inspector Kim's rise to his current position is not only due to his own efforts, but also to the help of his family.

This position was hard-won, and he naturally didn't want to lose it.

So after much deliberation, I took my property ownership certificate and went to the private financial company.

The loan shark pretended to look at some documents, then said apologetically to Inspector Kim, "Mr. Kim, I'm sorry, the amount is too large, our boss doesn't approve it."

Inspector Kim was immediately alarmed and quickly said, "But you've checked my records, and there's nothing wrong with them."

Logically speaking, as long as the person isn't a street thug and there's collateral, this kind of loan should be easy to get approved.
However, Inspector Kim visited several financial companies, but was rejected by them for various reasons.

This made Inspector Kim a little flustered.

If he can't repay the money and is investigated by the Independent Commission Against Corruption (ICAC), his future will be completely ruined.

The finance company manager helplessly spread his hands and said, "Yes, but the money you need to borrow is no small amount; it's a full two million. And you still have a mortgage on your house, so..."

Inspector Kim, smoking a cigarette, impatiently interrupted the other person: "Alright, that's enough. I'm going to check out other places."

The person in charge smiled and said, "Other companies? You can try them out then. I don't think anyone will lend you such a large sum of money."

Inspector Kim picked up his files and left the financial company.

After he left, the head of the financial company dialed a number and said with a sinister smile, "Hey, Brother Jian, this is Ah Rong. I've done as you instructed. I've spoken to the finance companies of various triads, and I doubt any of the loan sharks in Hong Kong will lend him money."

Almost every major triad in Hong Kong has members who have purported to be fans, just like the Hung Hing triad in the past.

However, after Chan Ka-Chun took over, the business gradually got back on track, so in recent years, the number of fans in Hung Hing has disappeared.

However, other clubs are different; the profits from fan acquisition are a very important source of income for them.

Therefore, they almost all had a good relationship with Zeng Jian.

It's quite easy to fulfill a small request like preventing someone from borrowing money.

Therefore, no matter how many financial companies Inspector Kim visits, he will definitely not be able to borrow a single penny.

Just when he was in despair and ready to give up, Zeng Jian stepped in.

He used a two-million-dollar loan as leverage to threaten Inspector Kim into handing over the list of police officers who participated in the raid on the laundry detergent deal that day.

He didn't dare to touch the foreigner Zeng Jian, but he still wouldn't let the Chinese police go.

They launched retaliatory actions against these people one by one.

In particular, the narcotics officers in Ada's group, who had repeatedly thwarted his plans, were given special attention by Zeng Jian.

The police team was ambushed and killed halfway through their journey, resulting in heavy losses for the anti-narcotics squad.

"An attack occurred on Waterloo Road today, targeting members of the East Kowloon Narcotics Division. The attack resulted in the deaths of three police officers at the scene. The police are still investigating the specific circumstances."

"We have reason to believe that the attack on the narcotics officers was carried out by drug traffickers, as detailed in the reports."

Zeng Jian smiled as he watched the news report on television.

He then turned to his four top lieutenants and asked, "So, are you all satisfied with this result?"

Upon hearing Zeng Jian's words, the four gangsters began to flatter him: "Brother Jian is really amazing. These dead cops are no match for you at all."

"These cops dare to cause trouble for Brother Jian; they're really asking for it."

"Brother Jian is really awesome. Even those gangsters look at us with new respect now. They're all very polite when they ask us for goods."

Zeng Jian's actions did indeed bring him and his men a certain degree of prestige.

After all, he's a madman who dares to attack even the police; who knows if he'll go berserk if you provoke him.

If it's not necessary, nobody really wants to get into a conflict with these people.

Zeng Jian accepted their compliments with a clear conscience and said with a sneer, "Just you wait and see. As long as they dare to touch our people, I will retaliate. This is just the beginning."

Upon hearing Zeng Jian's words, everyone was stunned for a moment, but felt somewhat uneasy.

Frankly speaking, dealing with the police once might not be a big deal, as the Hong Kong police offend far too many powerful forces every year.

It won't be easy to trace them back to us for the time being.

If someone recklessly continues to provoke others, then the situation becomes quite different.

Unfortunately, Zeng Jian has become too arrogant, and they didn't even dare to try to persuade him. They could only leave with worried expressions.

Whether Zeng Jian has become arrogant or not, no one knows, but he is definitely preparing to take further action.
The next target is Li Wenbin.

After investigating, he learned that the young man had a father who was an assistant director.

But Zeng Jian didn't care at all; after all, the police and drug dealers were sworn enemies.

At worst, I can just kill this kid and then go abroad to hide. I can control things in Hong Kong remotely.

He can come back after this is all over.

However, Zeng Jian also knew that dealing with Li Wenbin was different from dealing with those minor characters.

Some underhanded tactics will not only fail to work, but will also alert the enemy.

Therefore, Zeng Jian decided to hire an assassin to handle this matter.

Just then, he sought help from the Khun Sa Group, and the guy who came to deliver the goods was a terrifying assassin named Samah.

Even within the Khun Sa Group, this guy is a ruthless character of the highest order.

It was only because he acted too recklessly that he was not entrusted with important responsibilities by Khun Sa.

And coincidentally, Zeng Jian had a good relationship with this Shama.

Therefore, he planned to use Shama, this madman, to assassinate Li Wenbin. (End of Chapter)