Hong Kong variety show: I Am a Tycoon

"Boss, Rao Tiansong's finance manager was killed last night while being escorted back by the Commercial Crime Investigation Department." Yaqi brought the news to Chen Jiajun's office early in the morning.

"Killed him?" Chen Jiajun immediately revealed a strange smile: "How did you kill him?"

"They must have hired an assassin. A long-range shot to the heart, there was no way to save him," Yaqi said with a smile. "This assassin is quite skilled. To be able to kill someone in a car on the highway, he must be a top-notch expert. It seems Rao Tiansong must have spent a lot of money."

Chen Jiajun shook his head and said, "He really made a terrible move. He thought he could get away with it by taking out the tainted witness, completely unaware that he was humiliating the Commercial Crime Bureau officers. Just watch. For the next while, those Commercial Crime Bureau officers will definitely be chasing after him like mad dogs."

"This is almost an unsolvable situation, isn't it?" Archie said, somewhat puzzled.

"Who said that?" Chen Jiajun curled his lip in disdain and said, "A truly smart person wouldn't target this tainted witness, but would start with the people around him. If done well, they could even force this tainted witness to recant his testimony in court. Why would they need to go to such lengths?"

Yaqi scratched his head when he heard Chen Jiajun's method.

After all, such a complex method is not something he can understand in a short time.

Chen Jiajun noticed Yaqi's confusion and waved his hand, saying, "Let's not talk about that. Have the people behind Rao Tiansong made any moves?"

Yaqi shook his head and said, "There doesn't seem to be any action for the time being, but I've noticed some strange guys around Rao Tiansong's son recently. They might be sent by Rao Tiansong's people to follow him."

"Oh? Not bad." Chen Jiajun sneered and said, "If Rao Tiansong can't pay up the money, that kid will be in trouble. But that's not our concern. Find some government officials to put pressure on the Ministry of Justice and have them freeze Rao Tiansong's money for a longer period of time. Let's see if he tries to take the money from Lu Guo Group then."

"Understood, boss." Yachi nodded and went to carry out his duties.

Chen Jiajun also started looking at some development plans that had been faxed over from Fok Ying-nam.

This move was completely unnecessary. After all, these people are professionals in the real estate business, and sending the money to Chen Jiajun was simply a sign of respect for their partner.

Now it's not just Rao Tiansong who's having a headache; the police are having the same problem.

The news that the tainted witness was shot and killed while being transported immediately leaked out.

Many Hong Kong residents are now questioning the police's capabilities.

This caused the Commercial Crime Investigation Department to lose face badly.

Now, not only is the case off the table, but I also have to endure the disdain of my colleagues when I return to the police station.

Under pressure from public opinion, the police had no choice but to hold a press conference.

Sitting in the head seat was the head of the Commercial Crime Investigation Department.

With a serious expression, he read from the prepared statement: "At 3:20 a.m. today, Hong Zhiwen, a suspect in money laundering, was shot and killed while being extradited from Singapore back to Hong Kong."

After the situation was explained, the reporters in the audience couldn't wait to ask: "How was the murderer able to predict which flight Jing Fa'ang would be taking back with the prisoners?"

"Yes. Please explain." Someone started asking questions, and the reporters in the audience followed suit one by one.

"The police are investigating this matter, and we will inform all media friends as soon as we have any news." There are doubts within the police force about this.

Did one of them betray this information?

However, when facing the media, they still used the same official rhetoric to get by.

After the press conference ended, the head of the Commercial Crime Investigation Department asked his subordinates: "Where's Sun Zhaoren?"

"He's under investigation by the Internal Affairs Department." The subordinate shook his head and said, "Boss, Old Sun used to be the face of our police station. He definitely wouldn't do something like this. He almost got killed by an assassin himself. There's no reason to investigate Old Sun now."

"Face?" Ah Tou sneered disdainfully, "That's ancient history. Look at him now, how can he be a policeman? He's a complete fanatic."

After finishing his statement, the head of the Commercial Crime Investigation Division got up and left in a huff.

Because Sun Zhaoren failed to protect the witnesses, the entire department was made to take the blame.

Moreover, the case has now been taken over by colleagues from the Major Crimes Unit, simply because the higher-ups don't have high hopes for their ability to solve cases.

This humiliation could only be swallowed down.

It would be strange if the head of the Commercial Crime Investigation Department looked at him with a friendly expression.

The protagonist of this matter, Sergeant Sun Zhaoren, is also under investigation by the Internal Affairs Department.

The repeated questions had long since made this guy extremely impatient.

After arguing for a bit, he excused himself to use the restroom and left the interrogation room. He then found a familiar colleague and asked him to help continue the investigation.

After all, the person died at his hands, and he was extremely unwilling to accept it.

After dealing with the investigation, Sun Zhaoren found what he was looking for.

They drove directly to Rao Tiansong's company and waited for him to come downstairs.

Once the others arrived, he rushed straight over.

"What are you doing? Stop right there."

Several bodyguards were with Rao Tiansong. When they saw Sun Zhaoren walking over aggressively, they immediately stepped in to stop him.

However, Sun Zhaoren, who was already in a frenzy, disregarded everything and started fighting with the bodyguards.

It must be said that as a police officer, Sun Zhaoren is quite skilled; he could easily handle two or three bodyguards.

Unfortunately, Rao Tiansong had as many as six bodyguards around him, and there was also a lawyer with a DV camera recording him.

Seeing DV Sun Zhaoren brought him to his senses a little more, and he spread his hands to look at Rao Tiansong.

Rao Tiansong said without changing his expression, "Officer, do you have an arrest warrant? If not, then please excuse me."

After saying that, Rao Tiansong ignored the guy and got into his luxury car.

After Rao Tiansong left, Du Housheng, the lawyer standing to the side, said calmly, "You're a policeman, you should know the rules."

"Who are you?" Sun Zhaoren said coldly.

"I am Mr. Rao's lawyer, Du Housheng." Du Housheng smiled and said to Sun Zhaoren, "Think things through carefully before you do anything."

In Rao Tiansong's car, he had already guessed why the policeman had come to find him in such a huff.

However, Rao Tiansong didn't care. He was just a small-time police officer, a nobody in his eyes.

His words alone cannot threaten me.

All he had to do was file a complaint with the police, and the other person would lose their job.

Just as Rao Tiansong was pondering, the satellite phone suddenly rang.

The bodyguard handed him the phone and said, "Mr. Zhan is looking for you."

"Hey, what's the good news?" Zhan Boda asked as soon as he answered the phone.

Rao Tiansong said helplessly, "That's about enough. Give me a few more days."

"A few days?" Janboda asked skeptically. "How many days?"

"Don't worry. The matter isn't resolved yet, and I'm even more nervous than you are," Rao Tiansong said earnestly.

He knew what kind of people were behind this—real desperados. If he couldn't handle this, he'd be in big trouble.

So when he said he was nervous, he wasn't just making excuses.

Unfortunately, Zhan Boda didn't believe him at all, and said with a smile, "You're nervous? No way. I saw you on the front page of the entertainment section yesterday, and you were smiling from ear to ear while holding your son." Hearing Zhan Boda mention his son, Rao Tiansong immediately became nervous.

However, it wasn't time to completely break ties yet, so he forced a smile and said, "You don't need to read the entertainment section tomorrow, just read the Hong Kong news. It'll make you happier."

“How can you not look? I’m a fan of your son’s music. I even follow him around. I know exactly where he goes every day, what drugs he’s on. I’m even more ruthless than a paparazzi.” Zhan Boda’s threat was quite clear.

The smile on Rao Tiansong's face vanished, and he said with a gloomy expression, "My son's song is not suitable for you. I can fulfill my promise to you. But I don't want to be stuck in traffic."

"What traffic jam? If there's a traffic jam, just turn around." Zhan Boda hung up the phone in annoyance.

Hearing the busy tone on the phone, Rao Tiansong's face grew even more gloomy.

On Sunday, Chen Jiajun took Lu Yongyu home.

Since I promised Lu Hantao I would come back to visit, I plan to rest in the New Territories today.

We happened to be there when the village was holding a ceremony to worship Mazu, so the scene was extremely lively.

As the great-grandfather, Lu Hantao specially prepared a Poon Choi feast to entertain his relatives and friends.

Of course, Chen Jiajun's arrival was an unexpected surprise, which greatly boosted Lu Hantao's prestige.

Even the local gentry from the New Territories came one by one to toast Lu Hantao, a level of courtesy that Lu Hantao had never enjoyed before.

Chen Jiajun sat down beside him helplessly, after all, he was Lu Hantao's adopted son-in-law.

After the lively celebration of the fight, Bai Lu walked over and whispered to Chen Jiajun, "Boss, Mo Yilie from Yifeng has returned to Hong Kong."

Chen Jiajun was taken aback: "When did this happen?"

"It seems like it was just yesterday. This guy sneaked back, very discreetly. Apart from the police from the intelligence department, I doubt many people know about it," Bai Lu said casually.

Chen Jiajun sneered, "I didn't expect the police to know about this. It seems that Mo Yilie has an undercover agent among his men."

“I guessed so.” Bai Lu nodded and said, “But I heard he went to Thailand to negotiate a big deal, but I haven’t seen him bring the goods back.”

“Khun Sa himself was driven away by Thailand, so he definitely wasn’t talking to Mo Yilie about Khun Sa.” Chen Jiajun shook his head and said, “Notify Old Prison to keep an eye on what this guy is up to. Report back to me immediately.”

Chen Jiajun rubbed his temples wearily; managing two things at once was really not fun.
With a larger scale comes more things to worry about.
For example, Chen Jiajun would obviously not let Khun Sa, who had always been at odds with him, off so easily.

People like him are like disgusting venomous snakes.

You never know where it's hiding; it might jump out and bite you.

So Chen Jiajun was looking for an opportunity to kill him.

However, Khun Sa was a drug lord, and there were many people all over the world who wanted him dead.

So he spent almost all his time with his troops, giving Chen Jiajun no chance to make a move.

Left with no other option, Chen Jiajun could only keep undermining his business and provoking the bastard to expose his weaknesses.

Bai Lu nodded, then turned and called Lao Yu.

Now, Chen Jiajun's subordinates all have their own affairs to handle.

Yaqi is in charge of Chen Jiajun's intelligence department.

Old Prisoner was mainly in charge of Hung Hing and the security company, and incidentally acted as Chan Ka-Chun's assassin.

Doom, Old Evil, and Orn run the affairs of the Kingdom of Brunei, while Bailu follows him as his bodyguard.

As a result, Chen Jiajun clearly didn't have enough manpower, and there weren't enough people who could independently manage a region.

Just as Chen Jiajun was pondering, Lu Yongyu walked over, sat on Chen Jiajun's lap with a disgruntled expression, and complained, "Did you come back with me to play or to do something? You've been distracted all day."

Chen Jiajun pinched Lu Yongyu's nose and said, "There's nothing I can do. I've been too busy lately, and I have to solve your father's problem. Otherwise, your Lu family will be in trouble."

"Is it a big problem?" Lu Yongyu said softly, "Dad told me about this, and you seem quite angry."

“I’m not going to get angry with him, it’s just that the person your father found has a very troublesome background.” Chen Jiajun said helplessly, “Most of these people are arms dealers and drug traffickers from all over Asia. The money they have is shady, so they set up this investment company to launder money.”

"If something really happens and the police find out, do you think the Lu Guo Group can escape?"

Lu Yongyu hadn't expected things to be so serious. He said angrily, "Dad is really something, cooperating with just anyone."

“He’s an old man, and it’s inevitable that he’ll encounter bad people sometimes. Go and explain to your dad for me; he’s easily embarrassed,” Chen Jiajun said, patting Lu Yongyu’s head.

While Chen Jiajun was dealing with matters in the New Territories, another situation arose with Rao Tiansong.

Early in the morning, Rao Tiansong, accompanied by his lawyer Du Housheng, went to the police station to report the case.

Just the night before last, his son Rao Xia went missing while partying with friends on a yacht.

When was the last time you saw your son?

An inspector from the Major Crimes Unit of the police station received Rao Tiansong and his group. After both sides explained the situation, the inspector from the Major Crimes Unit began to ask questions.

"He's going home for dinner on Friday." Rao Tiansong was completely disoriented, his mind constantly replaying Zhan Baiwen's threat from that day.

If one's own son goes missing, it is highly likely that the other party did it.

After all, as mentioned before, the people behind them are all desperate criminals.

"Don't you live together?" the inspector asked again.

“He’s been spending the night on a yacht lately,” Rao Tiansong said irritably, lighting a cigarette.

Is there anyone who wants to harm you?

The inspector asked several more questions in a row, finally getting annoyed with Rao Tiansong.

Rao Tiansong said coldly, "Commercial Crime Investigation Division."

The atmosphere immediately became tense after those words were spoken.

Everyone knows that the murder of the tainted witness was most likely orchestrated by Rao Tiansong.

The Commercial Crime Bureau has been relentlessly pursuing him lately.

However, although this is a fact, it cannot be said openly.

Du Housheng stepped in to smooth things over, saying, "Mr. Rao Xia has been missing for more than forty-eight years. As a father, he must be feeling terrible. I hope everyone can understand."

With Du Housheng smoothing things over, or rather, giving him a way out, the inspector from the Major Crimes Unit softened his expression: "Mr. Rao, these are routine questions. Give us more information, and we'll help you find your son as soon as possible. If you agree, I'll arrange for my colleagues to wiretap all the phones in your house, because the chances of a kidnapping are quite high."

Rao Tiansong was extremely troubled and had no other choice but to nod in agreement.

Back home, Rao Tiansong complained to Du Housheng, "They've been wiretapping my phone for ages. Any news? When will my money be unfrozen?"

"Don't worry. In another ten days or so, they won't have any excuse to drag it out any longer," Du Housheng said with a smile.

"Ten or eight days?" Rao Tiansong said, quite agitated, "How am I supposed to get through these ten or eight days? My son."

At this point, Rao Tiansong seemed to realize something and immediately shut his mouth. (End of Chapter)