Hong Kong variety show: I Am a Tycoon

"Was this really done by Zeng Jian?"

Inside the office, Chen Jiajun looked at Yaqi and said.

Yachi nodded: "This guy is really bold. He sent people to attack a police bus. I heard that three narcotics officers were killed on the spot. He also blew up a police car. The police are going crazy and are looking for him everywhere."

Speaking of this, Yaqi said with a mischievous grin, "Do you think we should give the police a heads-up?"

Chen Jiajun stroked his chin and said, "No rush. Zeng Jian is getting too arrogant. Let's see if he'll make a move against Li Wenbin."

After all, the whole thing started when Li Wenbin took information about his father, Li Shutang, to the foreign police superintendent, which led to this operation to eliminate drug dealers.

Therefore, Zeng Jian's primary target for revenge should be Li Wenbin.

Yaqi, however, said with some doubt, "The relationship between Li Wenbin and Li Shutang should be easy to find out, right? Does Zeng Jian have such audacity? Daring to touch the son of the assistant director?"

Chen Jiajun sneered and said, "That's hard to say. This guy isn't from a Hong Kong triad; they're laundry detergent dealers. It wouldn't be surprising if they did something outrageous. At worst, they can just go into hiding for a few years."

"And you saw it yourself when this guy tricked Inspector Kim. Not only did he drive her husband to his death, but he also liked to sleep with her. He's a complete pervert. It would be abnormal if he did something normal."

Yachi nodded and said, "Then shall we hold back for now?"

“No rush. I mainly want to see what Khun Sa Group is up to. I heard that more than a dozen shipments have already been transported from various places to Hong Kong?” Chen Jiajun said to Yaqi.

Yachi nodded: "That's right, these guys are really good at smuggling goods in. They have a lot of tricks that most people would never think of. For example, they process laundry detergent into cardboard, then slip it into suitcases, and then use a special method to turn it back into laundry detergent."

"Tsk, no wonder Khun Sa Group is so difficult to deal with." Chen Jiajun was amazed when he heard about these methods.

Compared to these real drug lords, the idea of ​​hiding drugs in one's body is utterly insignificant.

Chen Jiajun tapped the table and said, "Record every route of Khun Sa Group, including what methods were used and which shell companies were involved. I want to record everything clearly."

Yachi nodded and said, "Don't worry, boss."

Chen Jiajun nodded, then said with a smile, "Now it all depends on how much guts that old bastard Zeng Jian has."

On the other side, Khun Sa Group sent Samah with goods to meet Zeng Jian.

After exchanging pleasantries for a while, Zeng Jian took out an envelope and handed it to Shama.

Shama took it with a puzzled look and found that it was a Swiss bank draft.

"Brother Jian, what do you mean by this?" Shama asked Zeng Jian.

Zeng Jian smiled and said, "It's nothing. You need money to help me this time."

Shama said politely, "Brother Jian, you've taken such good care of me in Thailand, do I really need to talk to you about money just to do a little bit for you?"

Although Sharma was polite in his words, his eyes lit up when he saw the numbers on the check in his hand.

Although he worked for Khun Sa's group and earned a considerable monthly income, he had never seen such a large sum of money before.

“It’s only right to get paid for doing things,” Zeng Jian said with a smile. “Besides, this matter is rather tricky, so you should keep it.”

Shama smiled, stuffed the check into his pocket, and said, "Since you've said so, Brother Jian, then I won't stand on ceremony."

Zeng Jian handed Li Wenbin's information to Shama. After reading it, Shama said with surprise, "Killing him wouldn't be difficult, but Brother Jian, what about your business?"

Zeng Jian said with a smile, "After this job, I'll leave Hong Kong. I've found a better place. Come help me then, and you'll definitely get a share of the profits."

For several days in a row, the old prison guard spent time lecturing Li Wenbin.

It has to be said that Li Wenbin is indeed very persevering. No matter how much the old prison guards train him, he is still full of energy the next morning.

Moreover, progress in close combat has been rapid.

Not to mention comparing him to those boxing champions and kicking champions who make a living through fighting, he is at least much stronger than before.

After all, Li Wenbin had received physical training when he was in police academy, so he had a certain foundation.

After a few days, the two became quite familiar with each other.

When the old prison guard saw that the boy was slacking off, he grabbed a bamboo pole from the side and hit him twice, making Li Wenbin scream in pain.

After a day of standing meditation training, Li Wenbin was soaked in sweat.

The day's training ended quickly. Just as Lao Yu was about to lead Li Wenbin down from the rooftop, he suddenly noticed an abnormal reflection in the distance.

This immediately alerted the old prison guard, who shoved Li Wenbin away with a single palm strike.

The next moment, a sniper bullet landed where Li Wenbin was standing.

Old Yu squinted at a house in the distance, then said to Li Wenbin, "Hide."

Li Wenbin readily agreed and quickly found cover to conceal his body.

Then he opened his mouth wide and saw an extremely exaggerated scene.

Old Yu pulled out a rifle from somewhere and immediately started shooting at the enemy sniper.

Moreover, while suppressing the enemy with fire, Lao Yu was able to continuously close the distance and evade their gunfire.

The sniper's position was not far from Li Wenbin's villa, only about 200 meters away.

For a skilled sniper, this distance is practically a guaranteed hit.

But this common sense didn't apply to Old Yu.

This was the first time Li Wenbin had ever seen his instructor unleash his full speed.

That's beyond the common sense of ordinary people.

In less than ten seconds, Lao Yu had already closed to within fifty meters of the building where the other party was located.

At this point, both sides had emptied their magazines.

Then the sniper who had been hiding roared and pounced directly at Old Prison.

"The opponent is using Muay Thai." Li Wenbin had also learned various combat techniques at the police academy. Although the teaching was very basic, he could still recognize some classic moves.

The assassin who killed him used the extremely fierce and brutal Muay Thai.

Moreover, the assassin's skills were far superior to those of Awei, who had previously severely injured him.

Even from this distance, Li Wenbin could see the terrifying lethality of the assassin's punch, elbow, and flying knee.

If an ordinary person were to go up against that level of strength, they would break a bone on the spot if they were hit by it.

But in Li Wenbin's eyes, his instructor was even more formidable.

Facing the assassin's attack, he acted as if he were facing himself, appearing completely at ease.

"Who sent you?" Old Prison asked, frowning as he looked at the assassin before him.

Even with his shoulders held, Shama gritted his teeth and endured it, even going so far as to exert force so that Old Prison would break his arm.

Then, from a very strange angle, he delivered a powerful knee strike to Old Prison's chin.

Left with no other choice, Old Prison could only distance himself from Shama and coldly say, "If you don't speak, don't blame me for being impolite."

Like a wild beast, Shama roared and charged again.

At this point, Old Yu stopped holding back, grabbed the other man's fist, and pulled him back hard.

Shama was immediately thrown off balance and fell to the ground.

Then Old Prison jumped behind Shama, and with both hands outstretched, grabbed Shama's other shoulder and gently slapped it.

Then came the unpleasant sound of bones grinding together.

Sam, a Muay Thai expert, had his shoulder blades violently dislocated.

The pain was so intense that he arched his back like a fish thrown ashore.

It let out a howl like a wild beast.

Old Prison said calmly to Shama, "Although I don't really like torturing people, if you're going to be stubborn, I don't mind taking every single bone out of your body and putting it back in."

Upon hearing Old Prison's words, Shama's hair stood on end.

This is far more terrifying than the torture methods used by their Khun Sa group. He wasn't sure if he could withstand it if it happened a few more times.

Just as Shama was struggling with his decision, Li Wenbin came over and looked at Old Yu with a surprised expression, saying, "Instructor, you seem to know that this guy is coming for me?"

Old Yu rolled his eyes and said, "Otherwise, do you think I'm really so free that I'd come here to be your instructor?"

These words made Li Wenbin blush a little. After all, he, who considered himself a police detective, had not noticed such a thing at all and actually thought that his father had hired a combat instructor for him.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a bodyguard.

However, after Li Wenbin figured this out, he immediately said to the old prison guard, "I think this matter is probably related to the drug dealers from that day."

Old Yu nodded, then raised his hand and dislocated another joint of Shama, saying calmly, "I know, I just want him to tell me himself."

Shama screamed in agony again, unable to bear it any longer, and said to Old Prisoner, "Zeng Jian sent me. It was him."

"If you had said so earlier, none of this would have happened?" Old Yu nodded in satisfaction, then dialed Li Shutang's number. He then had Shama repeat the same answer he had given earlier.

"Li sir, I've taken care of things." Old Prison said to Li Shutang, "You can handle the rest yourself."

"I understand, thank you for your trouble." Li Shutang's tone was already a forced attempt to suppress his anger. He hadn't expected that Zeng Jian, that bastard, would be so audacious.

Not only did he use a scheme to cause Inspector Kim to incur a large debt, but he also obtained information on the police officers who participated in the operation on that day.

This guy even dares to touch his own son.

This is simply disregard for him, the number one figure among Chinese police officers.

Enraged, Li Shutang hung up the phone and immediately called the Flying Tigers.

They contacted Wang Dong, the inspector of the Chinese Flying Tigers.

This guy was someone Li Shutang had planted in the Flying Tigers, so he didn't hesitate to prepare for the operation after hearing Li Shutang's order.

At the same time, Li Shutang also mobilized the anti-drug squad and the major crime squad to give those rats in the underground a severe warning.

Unless these guys have Chen Jiajun's power, going against the police is a dead end.

Of course, Li Shutang first consulted with Han Yili, the Commissioner of Police, about this matter; otherwise, as an assistant commissioner, he wouldn't have such great power.

Upon hearing this, Han Yili tacitly approved of Li Shutang's actions.

After all, this is already a very serious act of provocation. If we don't do anything about it, won't those rats in the underworld go even further?

Han Yi-ri still has a few years left in his term, and he doesn't want to leave such a big stain on his record.

Therefore, Li Shutang assembled a very impressive team and headed straight for the airport.

He just received a tip from Chen Jiajun that Zeng Jian, that bastard, realized something was wrong and was preparing to run away.

"Damn it, if this bastard gets away, I'll lose all face! Notify the airport to cancel all flights!" Li Shutang said viciously to his subordinate.

He then put on his police uniform and hat, intending to personally lead the team to make the arrest.

On the other side, Zeng Jian realized that Shama hadn't returned his call and immediately sensed something was wrong.

They immediately packed their belongings and prepared to flee.

This guy's mindset is still stuck in Hong Kong police and the 60s and 70s. He thinks that as long as he runs away fast enough, the other party can't do anything to him.

Unfortunately, when he and his men rushed to the airport, they found that all the planes had been grounded.

"Go and ask what's going on," Zeng Jian ordered his subordinate, a sense of foreboding creeping into his heart.

The subordinate nodded, went to the crowded front desk, rudely pushed aside the people around him, and asked a few questions.

He quickly returned to Zeng Jian's side and said, "Boss, the airport said they received a call from the police station and ordered them to ground their plane."

"What?" Zeng Jian was stunned. He quickly grabbed his suitcase and said, "Let's go, let's get out by water."

However, as soon as Zeng Jian left the airport to inquire, he discovered that a large number of police officers had already appeared there, completely surrounding the airport.

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"Heh, Zeng Jian was arrested, Sha Ma was arrested, and nearly 100 million worth of goods were confiscated." Chen Jiajun sneered, "Khun Sa should be getting anxious now, right?"

Yaqi laughed and said, "Now he'll be furious even if he doesn't want to. Li Shutang is really going all out this time. Not only did he arrest Zeng Jian on the spot, but he also didn't let go of the four 'Lao's' underlings."

"We seized nearly 100 million worth of drugs from them. This time, we caught them red-handed. These damned drug dealers will probably be stuck in jail in Stanley until they die."

"It can be said that this time the laundry detergent market in Hong Kong has been completely washed up from top to bottom. At that time, a vacuum will be formed in the Hong Kong market, and other groups will definitely come in. No one will want Khun Sa's products anymore."

Chen Jiajun's move was undeniably ruthless.

The police used their power to sweep almost all of Khun Sa's goods out of Hong Kong.

Once they rearrange things, it will be difficult for them to return to the Hong Kong market.

The losses on this shipment were even more severe than the previous ones.

Most importantly, no one will pay attention to Chen Jiajun.

With the enemy in the open and us in the dark, Chen Jiajun could do whatever he wanted to Khun Sa.

“We must nip it in the bud. We Hung Hing have quite a few people in Stanley who have been sentenced to life imprisonment, right?” Chan Ka Chun said to Ya Chi.

Yaqi nodded: "There are quite a few. Their families are all supported by Hung Hing."

“Then pick two people to do the job. I don’t want Zeng Jian to be released from Stanley alive,” Chen Jiajun said coldly.

"Understood, boss." Yachi nodded.

Chen Jiajun suddenly remembered that he had a backup plan with Yifeng, and couldn't help but ask, "How is Su Xingbo doing now?"

Yaqi nodded and said with a smile, "Boss, you have a really sharp eye. This Su Xingbo is quite capable. Wasn't his leg broken by Mo Weili back then? Now he's somehow managed to get back to Mo Weili's side. I heard he's helping Mo Weili manage the gang's stables now, and he's practically a confidant."

"Interesting," Chen Jiajun said with a smile. "But this kid probably didn't have any good intentions in getting close to Mo Weili. Mo Weili crippled his leg, and I suspect he wants revenge."

"Should I go and warn him?" Archie asked.

Chen Jiajun pondered for a moment, then smiled and said, "Forget it, as long as he doesn't neglect his duties. Let him do whatever he wants with other things. Just remind him that revenge is one thing, but he mustn't let it interfere with his business."

Just as Chen Jiajun was chatting with Yaqi, Xu Jiawei from Shenzhou Technology Company ran over.

The guy looked excited as he held the document; something good had clearly happened.

"Boss, I've secured the orders from the mainland." After this period of experience, Xu Jiawei has become much more composed.

He no longer had that impulsive and rash feeling he used to have, even though you could tell he was very happy.

However, their movements appeared quite steady.

"So, that means there's a market for those stockpiled goods?" Chen Jiajun said with a smile.

Xu Jiawei nodded: "I didn't expect that Walkmans would be so popular in the mainland market. Many distributors have come to Shenzhen specifically to get their hands on them from me."

The Walkman was a huge hit for a while.

But Chen Jiajun knew that it would soon be replaced by something new.

For example, MP3 mobile phones and similar devices will soon become widespread in mainland China.

So he warned Xu Jiawei, saying, "Don't make empty promises; stick to our production capacity."

Xu Jiawei nodded, saying with lingering fear, "After what happened last time, I wouldn't dare to act recklessly again. I only signed agency agreements with four companies; I haven't dared to agree to the rest."

"These four distributors can cover all the major shopping malls and audio-visual stores across the mainland, which means they are the best of the best. Otherwise, I estimate we could have signed twenty distributors."

Hearing Xu Jiawei's words, Chen Jiajun nodded approvingly: "Take it slow. Shenzhou Technology has more than just this one product. When you have time, you should also visit the R&D factory in Brunei to familiarize yourself with your company's products so that you can formulate detailed strategies."

Xu Jiawei agreed wholeheartedly, saying, "That's what I was thinking too, but boss, I want to hire some people. I'm already quite busy with everything right now."

"Oh? In what aspect?" Chen Jiajun asked curiously.

“I think we should invite a few MBAs over. If Shenzhou Technology wants to continue to develop, I think we can’t neglect business administration, although this is not my area of ​​expertise,” Xu Jiawei said frankly.

Generally, people who accomplish even a little bit have a clear understanding of themselves.

For example, Xu Jiawei may be very good at product development and sales, but he is really not good at managing a company.

As times change, the old mindset of managing a company is no longer viable, and we must focus on cultivating talent in this area.
Chen Jiajun greatly appreciated Xu Jiawei's foresight.

After all, if you want to run a business, you definitely need proper management; a makeshift team won't amount to much.

Moreover, Chen Jiajun even considered merging Guojun Electronics into Shenzhou Technology.

After all, game consoles won't be popular in a couple of years; that will be the era of personal computers.

Chen Jiajun nodded and said to Xu Jiawei, "Then let's do it your way. But remember, I'm looking for young people who can actually get things done; don't hire those who just talk the talk."

Xu Jiawei nodded and said, "Don't worry, boss. People who can get an MBA are all extraordinary individuals. It's just that our company's size will probably make it difficult to recruit people."

Chen Jiajun said with a smile, "Don't worry about that. Just find a headhunting company to hire people at 50% higher than the market rate. I don't believe we can't attract talent."

There are essentially two things to attract talent: first, show them the company's potential for growth.

The second option is to simply throw money at it.

Shenzhou Technology doesn't currently have any advantages that can attract talent to join it. Even if it did, Chen Jiajun wouldn't reveal it at this time. So, throwing money at the problem is the quickest and most effective solution.

Fortunately, money is the last thing Chen Jiajun is lacking right now.

Besides the funds he's preparing for his plans in Japan, he probably has over 500 million dollars in hand, so allocating a portion of it to Shenzhou Technology wouldn't be a problem at all.

"Okay, boss, I'll get right away." Hearing Chen Jiajun's words, Xu Jiawei breathed a sigh of relief.

As Shenzhou Technology grew larger and larger, he found it increasingly difficult to manage.

Now that Chen Jiajun had spoken, he could finally breathe a sigh of relief. (End of Chapter)