Hong Kong variety show: I Am a Tycoon

After recounting the unlucky events, Chen Jiajun casually asked, "Has anything major happened in Hong Kong lately?"

"Big news?" Wei Li shook his head and said, "There's nothing big, but there are plenty of interesting things."

"Something interesting?" Chen Jiajun immediately became interested and said, "Tell me about it."

Wei Li said with a laugh, "The big boss Zheng Yutong has been having a lot of trouble lately. His Chow Tai Fook jewelry store has been robbed four or five times in a month. This made Mr. Zheng so angry that he cursed the Hong Kong police force in the media, saying they were all useless."

"In order to deal with those robbers, Boss Zheng even talked to our security company, but they couldn't agree on the price and it all fell through."

Upon hearing what Wei Li said, Chen Jiajun knew that the craziest era in Hong Kong was about to begin.

In the 1980s, Hong Kong's economy took off rapidly, joining the ranks of the "Four Asian Tigers".

The local thriving businesses, nightclubs, and casinos represent a huge opportunity, and local gangs naturally wouldn't let such a good chance pass them by.

Although the end of the era of the Four Great Detectives era eliminated the entire black market, the Englishmen in the gray areas didn't want to deal with it, which led to a large number of gangs springing up like mushrooms after rain.

However, with the matter of returning to the country on the agenda, and with Chen Jiajun as a "role model" here, the situation has changed.

By the late 1980s and early 1990s, almost all local gangs had begun to transform to varying degrees.

With the handover imminent, the English began to slack off, and Hong Kong's security deteriorated day by day.

For this very reason, many ruthless criminals took advantage of this transitional period to plan a lucrative business in Hong Kong.

Seeing Wei Li's amused expression, Chen Jiajun said calmly, "Don't laugh, kid. I think this kind of thing will happen more and more often. You might get kidnapped sometime and then someone will call your wife for ransom."

Upon hearing Chen Jiajun's words, Wei Li's smile froze, and he said to Chen Jiajun somewhat nervously, "This can't be that exaggerated, can it?"

Chen Jiajun sneered: "Is it really that exaggerated? Right now, these thugs are only robbing gold shops. You'll know when they realize that robbing a gold shop and having a street shootout with the Hong Kong police is too risky, and that it's better to find a rich person to kidnap."

“Then, I’ll go back and hire two bodyguards,” Wei Li said quickly, realizing that Chen Jiajun didn’t seem to be joking.

As the head of Dragon Fund, Wei Li also serves as the owner of China Power Company.

Not to mention that the salary Chen Jiajun paid him was quite staggering, he also had a certain percentage of shares in the company.

He is a true tycoon.

"Don't rush to do things for yourself." Chen Jiajun said with a serious expression, "Tell the security company people not to take on any new jobs recently, to ensure the safety of our own property. Also, notify Old Prison that it's time for the Hung Hing brothers to get out and about."

Seeing his boss making such a big fuss, Wei Li decided to go back and get himself two bodyguards.

So he nodded and agreed, saying, "I understand, boss. I'll inform them right away."

In such a chaotic situation, anyone could be infected.

Those ruthless bandits are already worthless; they don't care who you are.

They don't mind pulling off a heist as long as they have the opportunity.

This situation has caused a major headache for the Hong Kong triads, as if they are seeing a return to the days when they fought fiercely with the Big Circle Boys.

A few days later, under pressure from several wealthy individuals, the Hong Kong police finally agreed to take action.

Not only were PTU patrols increased, but many police departments' leave was also canceled.

However, unlike the rampant activities of triads, the police's actions were largely ineffective.

These ruthless gangsters aren't organized crime groups; they have no territory, no underlings.

My only goal in coming to Hong Kong is to make money.

They run away as soon as they get the money, not even giving the police a chance to investigate. How can the police catch them?
Ultimately, all these cases were left unresolved.

Chen Jiajun originally had no intention of getting involved in such messy affairs and planned to just stay within his own little world.

Even he found dealing with these ruthless bandits extremely troublesome.

But just like Murphy's Law, what you fear most is what happens most often.

The next afternoon, Wei Li ran over in a panic and said, "Boss, something terrible has happened! A batch of our bonds has been stolen."

"Damn it!" Chen Jiajun's eyes widened as he stood up. "They actually tried to rob me? What kind of bonds were they robbed of?"

Wei Li said helplessly, "It's our investment in North America, Berman Brothers Investment Bank. What was stolen was a bearer bond, you know."

Chen Jiajun gritted his teeth and said, "He dared to attack her mother! He's provoking a calamity! What's the situation now?"

“The situation on site is a bit unusual,” Wei Li said with a strange expression.

That afternoon, Chen Jiajun went directly to Berman Brothers Investment Bank to learn more about the situation.

The bank was also quite helpless. The person in charge said to Chen Jiajun, "Sir Chen, we are putting pressure on the police."

"Pressure? What good is that? Don't you see how many wealthy people in Hong Kong are reporting to the police these days?" Chen Jiajun said coldly. "By the time it's your turn, they'll probably have already exchanged all their bonds for cash and run away."

After being thoroughly berated by Chen Jiajun, the head of Berman Brothers Bank was at a loss and spread his hands, indicating that he was powerless to do anything about it.

Chen Jiajun would never interrupt his investment over such a trivial matter. By the time these useless foreigners came to a conclusion, it would be too late.

If the funding runs out, Cao Weicai and Frank in America will be unable to carry out their plan.

So Chen Jiajun decisively said, "Forget it, you don't need to get involved in this matter. I'll handle it myself. I'll allocate you some additional funds, and this time I'll designate members of the security company to escort you."

Hearing that Chen Jiajun didn't intend to pursue their responsibility, the investment bank executives breathed a long sigh of relief. However, upon hearing Chen Jiajun's request, the executives still looked troubled: "Sir Chen, what about the costs incurred by this security company?"

Chen Jiajun sneered and said, "What, you still want me to pay this money for you? Let me tell you, my bonds were lost while they were in your possession. If you really want to investigate, believe me, I can ruin your investment bank's reputation anytime."

Chen Jiajun never showed any mercy to such shameless capitalists, and spoke directly and viciously.

Upon hearing Chen Jiajun's words, the head of Berman Investment Bank immediately changed his expression: "Sir Chen, that's not what we meant. We will ask members of the security company to escort you."

"Hmph." Chen Jiajun was too lazy to waste words with these foreigners, so he got up, left the investment bank, and went directly to the police station to find out what was going on.

The West Kowloon Police Station is a relatively well-known police station because it is located in a bustling area and countless cases occur every day, making the police officers there extremely busy.

Chen Jiajun went directly to Li Wenbin of the Major Crimes Unit and asked him about what had happened.

"Hey, Uncle Chen, what brings you to the police station today?" Li Wenbin asked, sounding a little surprised.

Although Chen Jiajun was about the same age as him, Chen Jiajun had debuted at the same generation as his father, and due to their different social statuses, Li Wenbin got used to this form of address after a few interactions. Chen Jiajun said helplessly, "You should know about the hijacking of the Berman Brothers investment bank's cash-in-transit van, right?"

Li Wenbin nodded: "This incident has caused a huge uproar. Several guards have died, and a traffic policeman is currently undergoing emergency treatment."

“My money was stolen,” Chen Jiajun said with a gloomy expression.

"What?" Li Wenbin said in surprise, "Someone dares to rob you?"

Chen Jiajun waved his hand irritably and said, "Help me find out what's going on. If your police can't handle it, I'll take matters into my own hands. Don't say I didn't tell you and your dad."

Li Wenbin realized the seriousness of the matter and immediately nodded in agreement: "Okay, I'll go and find out what happened for you."

Li Wenbin had no interest in knowing what Chen Jiajun meant by "his own" method.

However, he understood that if Chen Jiajun were to take action personally, the matter would likely not be so easily resolved.

So he told his father about it first.

Then he went to the Major Crimes Unit to inquire about the details of the case.

A colleague revealed to Li Wenbin that the case is now being handled by Zhuang Ziwei, a newcomer from West Kowloon.

At this moment, Zhuang Ziwei was holding a meeting with his subordinates: "Seven people are dead at the scene, including three cashiers, a bank manager, and three unidentified suspects. Traffic police officer Xu Weiguang, who arrived at the scene, was shot and is unconscious. The only eyewitness, Guan Youbo, is giving his statement. He said that another suspect escaped and is being pieced together."

"A-Jian, lead teams A and B to investigate everyone's background. Luo Qiang, lead teams C and D to follow up on all the evidence. I've already made a detailed list for everyone, so I won't go into the details."

After Zhuang Ziwei finished speaking, many police officers raised their hands, wanting to ask questions.

However, Zhuang Ziwei said firmly, "Don't ask any questions yet. Treat this like a regular robbery. Don't panic just because many people have died. Stay calm, focus on gathering evidence, and lay a solid foundation. Is that clear?"

Despite his young age, Zhuang Ziwei was surprisingly tough in his work style, leaving his subordinates with no choice but to agree.

Li Wenbin, who had been waiting outside for half a day, came over.

The two were colleagues in the Major Crimes Unit, so of course they knew each other.

"Li sir, is there something you need?" Zhuang Ziwei asked, somewhat puzzled.

Li Wenbin nodded and pulled Zhuang Ziwei aside, saying, "Although I know this is somewhat against the rules, I still want to know the details of this matter."

"But..." Zhuang Ziwei looked troubled.

Li Wenbin whispered, "This robbery involved the theft of bonds belonging to Chen Jiajun, the behind-the-scenes boss of Hung Hing. He just came to see me. He said that if the police can't handle it, he'll use his own methods."

"What? Chen Jiajun?" Zhuang Ziwei said in surprise.

Li Wenbin nodded and said, "I have already reported this matter to my superiors. Now, I'd like to ask you from a personal perspective: can this case be resolved in a short period of time?"

Upon hearing Li Wenbin's words, Zhuang Ziwei immediately frowned: "Unless we can catch the escaped prisoner in a short time and find a breakthrough from him, I have no clue what to do at the moment."

"Damn it, this is troublesome." Li Wenbin felt a headache coming on after hearing this.

Zhuang Ziwei said with some confusion, "Li sir, forgive my bluntness, but why are you in such a hurry? Even if you let Chen Jiajun investigate on his own, wouldn't it just complicate things a bit?"

Li Wenbin looked at Zhuang Ziwei with a strange expression and said, "You probably don't know much about this Sir Chen, do you?"

“I don’t know much about him. I only know that he was the former leader of Hung Hing, but he retired from the underworld a few years ago,” Zhuang Ziwei nodded and said.

Li Wenbin said with a sneer, "What you see is just the tip of the iceberg. When he went crazy last time, he took down nearly two hundred Englishmen."

"What?" Zhuang Ziwei was genuinely startled this time.

There's an unwritten rule in both the legitimate and underworld circles of Hong Kong, which is a tragedy of colonialism.

That means that under no circumstances should you touch foreigners if you can avoid it.

Once a foreigner dies, even the smallest things can become big problems.

But this Sir Chen not only killed foreigners, but he killed more than two hundred of them at once, and yet he is still alive and well. This is quite terrifying when you investigate further.

Li Wenbin continued, "You know my dad is the assistant director, so he definitely knows more. So my first order to me was to keep that madman calm."

Li Wenbin never hid his family background, because he never touched his father's resources when he became a policeman.

Even though he was promoted to the Major Crimes Unit, he did so by solving cases one by one, so no one would have any opinions about him.

Hearing Li Wenbin's blunt words, Zhuang Ziwei took a deep breath and said, "I have a suspect, but I can't be sure right now."

"Who?" Li Wenbin asked curiously.

"It's Guan Youbo, the one who shot and saved the traffic policeman." After a moment of silence, Zhuang Ziwei finally said the name.

Li Wenbin said with some surprise, "Why doubt him? You know he saved our colleague and is now being called a 'hero' outside."

“Intuition,” Zhuang Ziwei said calmly. “I met him at the Kowloon Gun Club; we were both members. Whenever this guy fires a gun, I always feel a murderous glint in his eyes.”

“This can’t be used as evidence,” Li Wenbin said, shaking his head.

"I know, so it's just a suspicion," Zhuang Ziwei suddenly laughed and said, "Anyway, using the information I have to keep that Sir Chen in check shouldn't be a problem, right?"

Upon hearing Zhuang Ziwei's words, Li Wenbin exclaimed in shock, "You want to use Chen Jiajun to help you investigate the case?"

Zhuang Ziwei said with a smile, "Isn't this the fastest way? And it shouldn't be against the rules, right?"

“Of course it’s not against the rules.” Li Wenbin gave Zhuang Ziwei a deep look and said in a warning tone, “It’s not a good habit to negotiate with a tiger for its skin, and this big tiger really can eat people.”

Zhuang Ziwei sighed and said, "I didn't want to do this either, but orders from superiors are unbearable."

Hearing Zhuang Ziwei say this, Li Wenbin didn't try to persuade him further. He nodded and left.

The next day, Li Wenbin went to Chen Jiajun's office and told him everything.

However, after listening to Li Wenbin's words, Chen Jiajun said with a half-smile, "I see that your Serious Crimes Unit's Inspector Zhuang wants to use me."

Li Wenbin was taken aback for a moment, then said with a wry smile, "I knew that guy's little tricks couldn't escape Uncle Chen's eyes."

Chen Jiajun waved his hand and said, "Stop flattering me, kid. Since you and your dad are both willing to put in the effort, I can hold off for now. But I want the guy who dared to plan this robbery."

Li Wenbin nodded, said nothing, and turned to leave Chen Jiajun's office.
After he left, Chen Jiajun casually summoned one of his subordinates: "Have the intelligence department do their work. First, investigate Guan Youbo's file, then find out about the robber who escaped." (End of Chapter)