Hong Kong variety show: I Am a Tycoon

"So, these guys have prepared over ten tons of laundry detergent to take this opportunity to distribute in Hong Kong?" Chen Jiajun couldn't help but sneer, "Do these guys think I'm dead?"

Su Xingbo exclaimed in amazement, "I have to say these guys are amazing; they're actually able to manipulate the market."

Chen Jiajun curled his lip in disdain and said, "What kind of market manipulation are they? They're just trying to make themselves look good. The CIA would never allow them to mess around in Colombia. Colombia is America's backyard."

"How did they know that the price of laundry detergent would skyrocket in Colombia?" Su Xingbo asked curiously.

Chen Jiajun sneered: "They probably received some news that the Gulf Group has started a war with several other groups. With so many large drug trafficking groups at war, where will anyone go to ship the drugs? The situation will definitely stabilize only after one or two of these groups are killed."

“I see.” Su Xingbo nodded. “But do you think I should accept their help? With this source of goods, my chances of becoming the leader can increase by at least 80%.”

Chen Jiajun said calmly, "Why not? With the help of the Ether Society and the intelligence from the police, we can completely eradicate Spicy Ginger."

"But boss, didn't you plan to ban drugs?" Su Xingbai asked, puzzled.

Chen Jiajun shook his head and said with a smile, "How big is Yifeng? Dealing with Mo Yilie is just the beginning. What I want to do is to eradicate all drug dealers in Hong Kong."

Upon hearing Chen Jiajun's words, Su Xingbai swallowed hard.

Although Chen Jiajun had said this to him once before, Su Xingbai only saw Chen Jiajun's determination today.

This big boss really intends to do that.

Chen Jiajun continued, "Once you become the head of Yifeng, I have a mission for you. While you're at it, I'll take advantage of the situation and bring these rats hiding underground into the light of day."

"I understand, boss." Su Xingbai nodded.

Just as Su Xingbo was about to leave, Chen Jiajun suddenly called out to him: "Wait, do you have an account at the Hong Kong Stock Exchange?"

"Huh? No." Su Xingbo paused for a moment before replying.

Chen Jiajun said casually, "I haven't opened one yet. In two months, I'll show you how finance works. Consider it an early gift from me."

Upon hearing Chen Jiajun's words, Su Xingbo was overjoyed: "Thank you, boss."

Soon, Mo Yilie's funeral began.

In order to save face, Yi Feng held a very grand funeral for Mo Yilie.

But this quickly attracted the attention of the police.

On the day of the funeral, members of the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau (OCTB) came to cause trouble.

Spicy Ginger arrogantly led his men and shut down Inspector Wong from the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau (OCTB), completely ignoring CIB head Gong Jiapei in the crowd.

Seeing the smug look on Spicy Ginger's face as he rallied to his cause, Gong Jiapei felt extremely uncomfortable.

Those above said that Spicy Ginger had betrayed them, but Gong Jiapei didn't believe it.

But after seeing what Spicy Ginger had been doing recently, even if he didn't want to believe it, he knew that this guy was up to something.

Gong Jiapei was a very decisive person and decided to give Spicy Ginger one last chance.

If he remains obstinate, he will have no choice but to personally take matters into his own hands and clean house.

After Mo Yilie's death seven days later, the gang members sat down to elect a new leader.
Mr. Fu, sitting in the first seat at the head of the table, said, "Ah Lie's seventh day after death has passed. Our Yi Feng cannot be without a leader. Let's simply elect a new leader on the first day of next month."

"Today, all of Yifeng's decision-makers are sitting here. As for who is interested in running for office, please state yourselves."

Spicy Ginger was the first to raise his hand and say, "Of course I'm going to stand up and choose, after all, all the uncles think highly of me. I can't just give up now."

Spicy ginger spoke with great confidence.

Su Xingbo said with a smile, "Since that's the case, I'll come out and choose too. After all, Brother Lie took good care of me before."

"You choose? What makes you think you can choose?" Spicy Ginger sneered. "You only had support when Brother Lie was alive. Now that he's gone, what makes you think you can become the leader? Are you even qualified?"

Su Xingbo didn't get angry. Instead, he said calmly, "I may not be heavy enough, but a ton of laundry detergent would definitely weigh more than you, right, Spicy Ginger Bro?"

Spicy Ginger said with a gloomy expression, "Do you have a source of goods?"

“Maybe the previous batch of goods was good, a European customer took the initiative to cooperate with me, and we can start working together at any time,” Su Xingbai said, looking at Spicy Ginger with a provocative expression.

Upon hearing Su Xingbai's words, the older generation of uncles also began to discuss it.

With Mo Yilie dead, the ketamine supply line in Thailand has been severed.

Yifeng's most important source of income right now is ketamine. If they didn't have this stuff, how would the older generation of uncles and aunts survive?
Thinking of this, many of the older men looked at Su Xingbai with a more amiable gaze.

Mr. Fu said directly, "Great. I've been racking my brains about the supply of goods since Ah Lie left."

Spicy Ginger's face darkened. He hadn't expected Su Xingbai to have found the source of the goods ahead of time; this had caught him completely off guard.

Turning around and staring at his bunch of useless underlings, who didn't even know when Su Xingbai was meeting with him, Spicy Ginger was quite annoyed.

"Alright, enough talk. Anyone else want to come up and choose?" the rich man said, slapping the table.

Tank and Azan exchanged a glance, and then both raised their hands.

In terms of closeness and distance, Tank was Mo Yilie's right-hand man, so naturally he couldn't be left out.

But no one knew that the person who had always been at odds with Su Xingbai had actually become Su Xingbai's subordinate.

When Mo Yilie fled that day, Tank was knocked unconscious by Su Xingbai.
However, Su Xingbai did not finish off the tank, but instead spared its life.

Tank wasn't blindly loyal. Now that Mo Yilie was dead and Su Xingbai had demonstrated such strength and methods, Tank naturally submitted.

As for what happened in the tunnel that day, neither Su Xingbai nor Tank mentioned it, just to mislead Spicy Ginger and the other hall masters.

"Ah, I've been thinking about it. Brother Lie also asked me to come out and choose in private." Tank said with an exaggerated expression, bowing towards Mo Yilie's seat, "Brother Lie, I promise you, I will definitely come out and choose."

Su Xingbo sneered and retorted, "Are you filming a movie? Tank, making such a big fuss, don't just rely on your words. Whether you can do it or not depends on your performance. These uncles and elders of the Fu family are watching who has the most ability."

Tank retorted just as defiantly, "Then we'll see who's the real deal, brother."

The rich man nodded: "Since so many people are here to choose, let's follow the old rules and let the one with the most votes be elected. In short, everyone should make the most of the time and do a good job to show the older generation. We'll know who will be the boss on the first day of next month."

After leaving the hall, Spicy Ginger's mind raced.

He was considered an old man in Yifeng and knew the character of those greedy uncles.

If Su Xingbo really has control over a laundry detergent distribution channel, then no matter how senior I am, it won't make any difference.

At this point in time, finding another source of goods is obviously unrealistic.

Spicy Ginger had no choice but to take a risky gamble. As long as he eliminated Su Xingbai, the others in Yifeng would naturally have no way to compete with him.

So Spicy Ginger called over all his underlings: "You guys keep a close eye on that brat these days, be ready to do something at any time."

Spicy Ginger's underling, not being very bright, asked in bewilderment, "Boss, why don't we just kill him already?"

"Are you brainless?" Spicy Ginger said coldly. "Didn't you see that Tank and that kid don't get along? Tank is just a cannon fodder, he'll definitely make the first move. After they've fought to the death, we can go and reap the benefits."

"I see, Spicy Ginger Bro is amazing!" the henchmen exclaimed loudly.

"Let me tell you, you'd better pay attention to this matter. If that kid gets the position of boss, we'll all be begging for food in the future," Spicy Ginger warned.

"Got it, Spicy Ginger Bro." After saying that, the underlings immediately dispersed, intending to keep an eye on Su Xingbai.

On the other side, in a high-end club.

Tank was led to a luxurious private room by a waiter. "You're here?" Su Xingbo said to Tank with a smile, "So, how many people want to team up with you?"

Tank sat down, then picked up a glass of red wine and downed it before saying to Su Xingbo, "Who else could it be but A-Zhan? What an idiot."

"Which side is the spicy ginger?" Su Xingbai asked again.

Tank sneered: "When I came out today, I saw Spicy Ginger's men keeping watch. They probably want to wait until we both suffer heavy losses before they make their move."

"Spicy Ginger is always cautious in his actions," Su Xingbo said with a smile. "But it's no use, he can't take me down. The position of leader will definitely be mine."

Tank laughed and said, "You've really cornered Spicy Ginger today. He probably won't even have time to find a source now. When did you get in touch with the Europeans?"

Su Xingbo shook his head and said, "Forget about laundry detergent. I reckon it will be hard for anyone in Hong Kong to dare to sell this stuff anymore."

"What do you mean?" Tank asked, looking completely bewildered.

Su Xingbo shook his head: "After I've dealt with Spicy Ginger, I'll pass the leadership position to you soon. Remember, after Spicy Ginger is gone, recruit as many underlings as possible from his ranks. Otherwise, if you can't compete with the other leaders, don't blame me for not giving you a chance."

Tank frowned immediately upon hearing Su Xingbai's words: "You went through so much trouble to seize the position of leader, and you're just going to give it up like that?"

Su Xingbo shook his head and chuckled, saying, "You don't understand. I discard the position of a gang leader like a worn-out shoe."

Having witnessed a higher level of understanding, Su Xingbo had no intention of ever getting involved in drug trafficking again.

He doesn't even care about a small organization like Yifeng, let alone a criminal organization like the Ether Society.

The reason he is still in Yifeng is entirely because he wants to complete the task given to him by Chen Jiajun.

Otherwise, he would have gone to work as Chen Jiajun's assistant long ago.

When Tank heard Su Xingbai say this, he knew that Su Xingbai was not joking, and he immediately became a little excited.

How many years has he been Mo Yilie's henchman?

Despite holding the title of a hall master, he has been doing dirty work for Mo Yilie.

Now that I have the opportunity to stand on my own, how could I not be excited?
So he became extremely grateful to Su Xingbo: "Mike, if you really hand over the leadership of Yifeng to me, I will absolutely follow your lead."

Su Xingbo smiled and toasted Tank.

Since Spicy Ginger wanted to reap the benefits without lifting a finger, Su Xingbai decided to have a big showdown with Tank.

Over the next few days, Tank kept causing trouble for Su Xingbai.

Various groups tried to disrupt his territory, and he sent his men to retaliate, causing quite a stir in the martial arts world.

However, every gang's election of a leader was like this, so no one paid much attention. It's just that the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau (OCTB) started recruiting people more frequently.

Meanwhile, Su Xingbo was also contacting the Ether Society to prepare for the supply.

At this crucial time of selecting a new embassy, ​​Rowan naturally wouldn't let things fall apart and immediately arranged for the shipment to be sent from Europe.

The laundry detergent was loaded onto a ship and then transported to Hong Kong via special means.

Spicy Ginger soon received the news and learned that Su Xingbai had a batch of goods delivered to Hong Kong, which immediately made him restless.

Just as they were about to make a move against Su Xingbai, Gong Jiapei suddenly showed up at the door.

"Why don't you return the phone or show up?" Gong Jiapei said with a serious expression.

At this crucial moment, Spicy Ginger had no intention of continuing to feign politeness with Gong Jiapei.

Since he had already come to this point, and the police were clearly starting to suspect him, he simply said to Gong Jiapei, "You don't need to contact me anymore. I've decided to quit."

Gong Jiapei sneered and said, "You betrayed the police force, and you can't just quit like that."

Spicy Ginger, completely unfazed, said, "If you had evidence that I violated police regulations, you would have arrested me long ago and taken me back for disciplinary action. Why keep leaving comments?"

Spicy Ginger handled things very cleanly; once he decided to do it, he severed all ties with the police.

Unfortunately, Spicy Ginger seems to have forgotten one thing: he is currently vying for the position of leader.

Who is Gong Jiapei? He's the head of the CIB, and he worked his way up from being an undercover agent.

So there are plenty of ways to deal with ginger, which is prone to betrayal.

“If you don’t come back with me today, you might not have this chance again,” Gong Jiapei warned.

Gong Jiapei was giving La Jiang his last chance, but La Jiang refused to accept it: "Gong sir, you should save your breath. From now on, we'll each serve our own masters. You'll be your CIB senior inspector, and I'll be my Yi Feng boss."

Gong Jiapei looked at Spicy Ginger with disappointment and said, "You used to be my best student, and now I have to destroy you with my own hands."

After saying that, Gong Jiapei didn't linger and turned to leave.

Spicy Ginger took a deep breath and called over his companion, saying, "Have you confirmed Mike's location? Get ready to make your move."

On the other side, in the North District of the New Territories, Sha Tau Kok.

Su Xingbo and Tank were drinking milk tea in a milk tea shop.

The two sides' henchmen were outside, ready to fight at any moment.

Tank looked at Su Xingbai and said, "Will Spicy Ginger really make his move at this time?"

Su Xingbo took a sip of milk tea and said calmly, "I've already received word and am bringing people over. This guy's getting anxious because he heard my goods are about to be delivered to Hong Kong."

Tank, eager to try, said, "Should I just kill this Spicy Ginger guy?"

Su Xingbo retorted irritably, "Are you an idiot? If you had personally killed Spicy Ginger, wouldn't the O-Division people have been watching you like crazy? Once you're locked up, wouldn't Yi Feng be a free ride for those good-for-nothings like Old Zhan?"

Tank scratched the back of his head upon hearing this; he was indeed not very good at using his brain.

Su Xingbai also wanted to cultivate his own power base, and said calmly, "If you don't know how to use your brain when you become the boss, then train more young people who are willing to use their brains."

"Understood." Tank nodded.

Around noon, Spicy Ginger finally led his men to Shatoujiao.

What he didn't expect was that Su Xingbai and the tank's men didn't fight; instead, they all turned their attention to his tent.

"Damn it, we've been tricked." Spicy Ginger was both shocked and furious. When he saw Su Xingbai and Tank's men surrounding him, he felt a chill run from his heels to his head.

"Spicy Ginger, I didn't expect that such a grand spectacle would still lure you out." Su Xingbai and his men blocked Spicy Ginger's retreat, and said with a sneer, "You still can't hold your temper after all."

"Kid, don't get cocky." Spicy Ginger picked up a machete with a fierce look on his face, then wrapped his arm with his clothes and said menacingly, "When I came out to chop people up, you were still drinking milk."

Su Xingbo shook his head and said with a look of disdain, "Fighting and killing is too low-level, and I have no intention of fighting you to the death. Didn't you say it before? A gangster like me eats brains."

As soon as Su Xingbai finished speaking, Tank and his men charged over from the other side.

Tank, as Mo Yilie's top henchman, is naturally a force to be reckoned with.

This guy charged straight at Spicy Ginger's underlings, taking the lead.
Spicy Ginger couldn't care less about anything else; he could only grit his teeth and lead his men to charge towards the tank.

Su Xingbo lit a cigarette and stood by watching the show, protected by two Hung Hing thugs.

From an outsider's perspective, this kind of gladiatorial life is definitely not what he wants. (End of Chapter)