Hong Kong variety show: I Am a Tycoon

Chen Jiajun snorted coldly: "I think you've been too well protected by your family and haven't experienced the harsh realities of society."

"Get out of my sight now, Guan Youbo. No one will get Guan Youbo out of prison, that's my word."

After speaking to the secretary at the office door, he turned directly to Diana and said, "Miss Diana, please."

Diana gave Chen Jiajun a venomous look, then grabbed her bag and turned to leave.

For a period of time afterward, Diana neglected even the affairs of the company.

He went around trying to contact his old connections, hoping to get Guan Youbo out of the police's hands.

Unfortunately, under Chen Jiajun's threats, the police dared not budge.

Once they give in, the police can anticipate that Chen Jiajun will definitely use this as an excuse to make trouble.

This would put the police in a very disadvantageous position.

So no matter who Diana begged, it didn't really matter.

A few days later, the day of the court hearing arrived.

Because the evidence provided by Chong Chi-wai of the West Kowloon Regional Crime Unit was conclusive, Kwan Yau-bo was sentenced to life imprisonment.

Although Diana hired a top-tier lawyer at a high price, it was of little use.

This case has clearly deviated from its original purpose.

Even if a lawyer can turn black into white, it won't affect the decision to sentence the defendant.

Guan Youbo will soon be detained in Stanley Prison.

“Miss Diana, don’t push yourself. It’s pointless now.” The lawyer shook his head and said, “Let’s consider medical parole after things have calmed down.”

Diana knew she was powerless to change anything, so she could only nod and reluctantly agree.

During this time, Diana returned to her work, planning to use her connections to get Guan Youbo released on medical parole as soon as the storm passed.

She had even planned out specific measures in advance.
But just a few days later, Diana received devastating news.

Kwan Yau-bo was stabbed in the chest during a fight in Stanley Prison and died on the spot.

Upon hearing the news, Diana went completely mad, abandoning her own affairs and rushing into the hospital morgue like a madwoman.

Upon seeing Guan Youbo's body, she fainted from crying on the spot.

After Guan Youbo was buried, Diana locked herself in her room and spent her days in tears.

A person with such a stubborn nature can easily transform grief into hatred.

The target of their hatred was Chen Jiajun.

Diana knew very well that Kwan Yau-bo's swift stabbing death in Stanley was definitely related to Chan Ka-chun.

There was absolutely nothing wrong with Diana's target of hatred.

However, she was blinded by hatred, and her first thought was how to kill Chen Jiajun and avenge Guan Youbo.

So not long after, she dialed a number.

As an executive of an investment company, you'll inevitably hire people to do some dirty work.

Even if she has never had any contact with them, she still has the phone numbers of these types of people.

"Hey, I need you to kill someone for me." After dialing the number, Diana said without any preamble.

"Who to kill?" The middleman asked without asking any questions, getting straight to the point.

“Chen Jiajun, the boss of Guojun Group,” Diana said through gritted teeth.

The middleman seemed startled: "Are you crazy? This job can't be done."

“Name your price,” Diana said fiercely. “I don’t believe that no one would risk their life for money.”

The middleman remained silent for a long time after hearing this, then said to Diana, "Are you serious?"

Diana said through gritted teeth, "Of course I'm serious."

"Ten million, and I'll find you someone," the middleman said after a moment's thought.

“Okay.” Diana agreed without even thinking.

"Don't rush, let me finish before you make a decision," the middleman said in a deep voice. "The person I found for you is a former member of the Flying Tigers, a sniper expert. He's currently imprisoned in Lai Chi Kok Prison, and should be released soon. If you want him to do something, you have to get him out first."

"So troublesome?" Diana said, frowning.

The middleman sneered and said, "Who do you think you're trying to kill right now? It's already a miracle that we were able to find you a candidate. Any other middleman would probably have hung up on you by now."

After listening, Diana fell silent.

The middleman continued, "I take 30% of the commission, which is transferred directly to me. I don't get involved in anything else. I don't know anything about this, and I've never spoken to you on the phone."

Diana could tell that the other person was indeed very afraid of Chen Jiajun finding out.

Therefore, they tried their best to distance themselves from it.

Or perhaps the middleman didn't think she was capable of taking down Chen Jiajun.

However, Diana doesn't care now; she's just desperate to get revenge on Chen Jiajun.

So she readily agreed: "Okay."

"I'll send you the information later. Remember, this has nothing to do with me." The middleman hung up the phone immediately after saying that.

Diana sat in her mansion, gazing into the distance, lost in thought, but there seemed to be a flickering fire in her eyes.

Lai Chi Kok Prison is one of the six high-security correctional institutions in Hong Kong.

It is specifically used to detain extremely dangerous criminals.

Stanley Prison is also included.

However, Stanley Prison houses triad bosses, while Lai Chi Kok Prison is specifically for prisoners convicted of duty-related crimes.

Ling Jing is one of the prisoners in this prison.

This guy used to be a sharpshooter in the Flying Tigers, and was even close to being promoted to senior inspector.

However, during a jewelry store robbery, he shot and killed a hostage without authorization.

This hostage has a wealthy father.

Because of this incident, the wealthy businessman relentlessly pursued the matter, demanding an explanation from the police department.

Ling Jing was ultimately convicted of manslaughter and imprisoned in Lai Chi Kok Prison for four years.

His fiancée committed suicide four years ago, which has caused him to become somewhat mentally unstable.

He never spoke to anyone in prison; he just talked to himself in front of the mirror.

They even considered transferring him to another correctional institution, the Siu Lam Psychiatric Treatment Centre.

However, Ling Jing's release from prison was imminent, so the idea was abandoned while he was still in prison.

During this time, no one ever came to visit Ling Jing.

But today, someone specifically requested to talk to Ling Jing by name, which puzzled the prison guards.

So they went to Ling Jing's cell, tapped the bars with a baton, and said, "Ling Jing, someone wants to see you."

Ling Jing himself seemed somewhat surprised: "Who?"

"I don't know, she's a beautiful woman," the prison guard said, shaking his head.

Ling Jing thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.

After leaving the cell, Ling Jing cooperated fully with the prison guards by handcuffing him before entering the reception room.

Today is not a day when the reception room is open, so the person who was able to come in must be someone of high status.

Ling Jing sat down in front of the unfamiliar woman and asked with a puzzled look, "Who are you? Why do you want to see me?"

Diana took off her sunglasses, revealing a pair of eyes that radiated madness.

He coldly said to Ling Jing, "You are Ling Jing. You joined the Flying Tigers in 77 and won the title of sharpshooter for three consecutive years. However, four years ago, you were dismissed from the police force and sentenced to four years in prison for accidentally killing the son of a wealthy businessman."

“The investigation is very thorough, but you still haven’t answered my question,” Ling Jing said calmly.

Diana leaned on the table, staring into Ling Jing's eyes, and said, "Who I am is not important. I want you to do something for me. Or rather, kill someone."

Ling Jing immediately laughed: "You should know I used to be a policeman, right? Why would you think I'd help you kill someone?" Diana sneered, "Because I know you're a madman, just like me. My man was killed by that person, and your woman committed suicide because of your imprisonment due to depression. Don't you want revenge on those who caused all of this?"

Diana was very capable; she investigated not only Ling Jing's basic information, but also a lot of information that she obtained herself through various channels.

She knew that money alone might not be enough to persuade someone like Ling Jing, which is why she made these preparations.

Clearly, Diana's preparations were effective. After hearing Diana's words, Ling Jing's eyes turned fierce, like a wild beast ready to devour its prey.

But Diana met his gaze without the slightest fear, after all, there was no difference between two madmen.

After a moment of staring at each other, Ling Jing suddenly laughed: "If you want me to help you kill someone, there must be some benefit in it, right?"

Diana laughed and said, "Of course, seven million plus I'll get you out of jail right now."

Ling Jing looked at Diana with amusement and said, "You seem to have quite a bit of influence. If you can help me investigate someone, we can make a deal."

"Who?" Diana asked without even thinking.

“Now, Fang Keming, a senior inspector of the Flying Tigers,” Ling Jing said coldly, “is my target.”

Diana nodded and said, "No problem."

Seeing that she agreed so readily, Ling Jing leaned back in his chair with a relaxed expression and said, "Then I'll wait and see what you've got to show for yourself."

The two reached an agreement, and Diana, not wanting to stay in prison any longer, got up and left.

A few days later, Ling Jing indeed received news of his early release.

After he took his belongings and walked out of the prison, it felt like a lifetime had passed.

After going outside, Ling Jing saw a luxury car waiting for him.

A burly man wearing sunglasses and with a cold expression said, "Miss Diana sent me to pick you up. Get in the car."

Ling Jing wasn't used to talking to people, so he took his things and got into the car.

Neither of them spoke the rest of the way; the burly man drove on his own.

Ling Jing stared blankly at the Hong Kong scenery outside, which had changed considerably.

"We're here." After driving for an unknown amount of time, the car finally stopped, and the burly man wearing sunglasses called out a reminder.

Ling Jing's home is located in the rather chaotic Sham Shui Po area, and the night market has already started setting up its stalls at this time.

He randomly picked a place, sat down, and said to the owner, "A bowl of noodles, please."

The burly man was clearly not used to this environment. He frowned and said, "You can actually eat this kind of pig swill? Hurry up and leave, I have something to tell you."

Ling Jing said coldly, "If you don't want to wait, you can get lost."

"You!" The burly man glanced at the many people around him, then forced himself to sit down, suppressing his anger.

After Ling Jing waited for the noodles to arrive, he added chili peppers to them, quickly finished the noodles, handed over two banknotes, and then headed home.

During that time, he didn't even glance at the burly man in sunglasses.

This disregard finally pushed the burly man in sunglasses to his breaking point. He rushed over, grabbed Ling Jing's shoulder, and said, "I sent you out here to get things done, not to dawdle. If..."

Before the burly man could finish speaking, he felt a sharp pain in his ribs. Looking down at his abdomen, he saw a small knife piercing his heart through his ribs.

Then he heard Ling Jing's icy voice: "Do you know how much nonsense you talk?"

After saying that, Ling Jing took a card and an envelope from him, then called Diana and said, "I have my own ideas about how to do things, and I don't need anyone to tell me how to do them. Don't send this kind of useless person who only talks nonsense next time."

After finishing speaking, Ling Jing hung up the phone, glanced at the muscular man in sunglasses who was slowly falling down, and walked directly into the dilapidated building not far away.

After Ling Jing's figure disappeared, those around him discovered the burly man in sunglasses lying lifeless in a pool of blood.

After Chen Jiajun had the four villains of Hung Hing kill Guan Youbo in Stanley, things did improve somewhat.

At least those ruthless, insane bandits no longer dared to set their sights on Guojun's businesses.

Even when those ruthless bandits come to do their work, they are warned.

Chen Jiajun was quite satisfied with this deterrent effect.

At least for the time being, I don't have to worry about this kind of thing anymore.

However, necessary precautions were still taken. For example, Chen Jiajun specially selected several bodyguards to accompany his women, and they were all high-level demons.

As for other big bosses who want to learn from Chen Jiajun, there's nowhere for them to learn.

After all, Chan Ka-Chun has complete control over Hung Hing and also owns a security company.

His combat prowess is off the charts; those ruthless bandits who come looking for trouble with Chen Jiajun are practically courting death.

As a result, many wealthy individuals began contacting Chen Jiajun, wanting to discuss business with Guojun Security Company.

Chen Jiajun did not fully agree to this.

Firstly, his own businesses also need manpower, and secondly, even if he were to take on business, Chen Jiajun would definitely only take on business from left-wing businessmen.

For example, people like Fok Ying-nam are capable.

"Ah Jun, you really had foresight in starting this security company," Huo Yingnan said to Chen Jiajun with a smile, looking at the bodyguards around his villa.

Chen Jiajun shook his head and said, "I would rather not have so much business. Look at how chaotic the streets of Hong Kong are now."

“Almost every day we see news of police and robbers fighting each other in the streets, and the people of Hong Kong are very dissatisfied.”

At this point, Fok Ying-nam couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of saliva: "Damn those English devils, all they know how to do is make money and not how to get things done, a bunch of scum."

Chen Jiajun shook his head and said, "This kind of thing will probably continue for a long time. The English are clearly planning to let things fall apart. I reckon they're planting people in various important departments right now."

Henry Fok asked with some concern, "Will there be any impact after the handover?"

"There will definitely be an impact," Chen Jiajun said helplessly, "but there's nothing we can do about it."

Not to mention Chen Jiajun, even his hometown couldn't get involved at this time.

So all we can do is watch and see.

After all, we are people who keep our word, and we can't do something like going back on our word.

Henry Fok sighed and said, "Then we can only protect ourselves."

I chatted with Fok Ying-nam for a while and talked about the Luk Kwok Group.

Since the Lu brothers were ousted from the Lu Guo Group, the project has been progressing rapidly.

Chen Jiajun recommended Lu Jinqiang's building materials company to Fok Ying-nan, and Fok Ying-nan readily agreed.

Doing business is all about constant compromise.

After all, Lu Jinqiang's brothers all share the surname Lu, so it's impossible for them to receive no benefits at all.

After chatting with several wealthy leftists for a while, Chen Jiajun took it upon himself to allocate a portion of the security to a few familiar wealthy individuals.

This was also the reason why several wealthy people invited Chen Jiajun over for tea.

Everyone knows the impressive track record of Guojun Security Company under Chen Jiajun's control. However, the hiring price is quite high, and they are very difficult to hire. Generally, they won't spend this money unless it's something important.

However, due to recent events, I have no choice but to ask them for help.

Chen Jiajun naturally wouldn't let go of this opportunity to win people's hearts, and even transferred a team from Brunei.

After everyone had bonded over a bit, Chen Jiajun got up to say goodbye.

There's a lot going on at Guojun Group, so Chen Jiajun is always busy when he's in Hong Kong.

On the other hand, Ling Jing spent a sum of money to obtain a sniper rifle through special channels.

The gun was delivered in disassembled parts, so Ling Jing had to pick it up himself.

Ling Jing arrived at the fish market, paid the remaining balance to the owner, and then received a batch of large fish that smelled fishy.

After bringing it home, I cut open the fish's belly, took out all the gun parts, and quickly assembled it.

Then he took out a file and began to adjust the weight of the bullet.

The sniper profession is one that the government essentially feeds you with money.

Only the English would give up so easily.

Just as Ling Jing was polishing his bullets, his phone suddenly rang with a message.

Ling Jing smiled, grabbed his equipment, and went out. (End of Chapter)