Hong Kong variety show: I Am a Tycoon

Xu Jiawei has been staying in Longkou for some time now, and he has already figured out what's going on here.

Being a Hong Kong businessman can bring him great convenience.

It's not difficult at all to accomplish the plan Chen Jiajun mentioned.

Moreover, no one's interests were harmed, so it can be said to be a win-win situation.

Those manufacturers are only interested in immediate profits, while Shenzhou Technology is looking towards the future.

He visited the research and development base and goblin research and development factory of the Kingdom of Brunei more than once.

I know that the Walkman was just something Chen Jiajun threw out to test the waters; there will definitely be more products like it later.

Once this plan is completed, won't Shenzhou Technology be able to easily control any mainland manufacturers that want to copy their designs?

If anyone dares to disagree, I could crush them with a flick of my finger.

After finishing his business, Xu Jiawei planned to treat Chen Jiajun to a proper welcome dinner tonight.

Chen Jiajun said irritably, "What's so fun about Longkou?"

Xu Jiawei said mysteriously, "Boss, you don't understand. Longkou has developed very quickly in recent years. Many people from Hong Kong have opened nightclubs, bars and casinos here."

Upon hearing Xu Jiawei's words, Chen Jiajun raised an eyebrow: "Oh? Is that so?"

Xu Jiawei nodded and said, "There's only consumption in places with a good economy."

“Okay. I’ll go with you to take a look.” Chen Jiajun nodded in agreement without refusing.

Xu Jiawei quickly arranged a place to eat.

He took Chen Jiajun and Lao Yu to a private club.

"The Cantonese food at this club is quite good. You should try it later, boss," Xu Jiawei said with a smile. "It's definitely comparable to the master chefs at those old restaurants in Hong Kong."

Chen Jiajun looked around the private club and immediately laughed: "It is indeed quite interesting."

Although Chen Jiajun did not frequent these private clubs, he was not completely unaware of them.

Judging from the decor and business model here, Chen Jiajun could tell at a glance that it was copied from Hong Kong.

Soon the club manager came over and said to Xu Jiawei, "Mr. Xu, the private room you requested has been arranged for you."

Just as Chen Jiajun got up to follow Xu Jiawei to the private room, he suddenly stopped in his tracks as he passed a large hall.

Xu Jiawei looked at Chen Jiajun with a strange expression: "Boss, what's wrong? Do you want to play a couple of rounds?"

Chen Jiajun said irritably, "Don't you want to look at what you're saying?"

Chen Jiajun, a major shareholder of the Portuguese Group, would he need to come to Longkou if he wanted to play games?
The entire casino in Macau belongs to him.

Xu Jiawei chuckled awkwardly and scratched the back of his head, saying nothing.

Chen Jiajun stopped because he saw an acquaintance in the casino.

Back when Chan Ka-Chun was still a scoundrel, nobody in the Hung Hing organization looked up to him.

Only one novice, Blue Lantern, got close to him; that was the fat guy Luo Sihai, who was hanging around in the casino.

Chen Jiajun had received a lot of favors from this fat man back then, but the guy disappeared after Chen Jiajun became wealthy.

I never expected to see it here today.

Xu Jiawei noticed his boss staring at a fat man and asked curiously, "Boss, do you know him?"

Chen Jiajun nodded: "He's an acquaintance. We'll have someone invite him over later."

Xu Jiawei nodded and said, "Understood, boss."

It must be said that Xu Jiawei has good taste; the chef hired by this private club is quite skilled.

At least in the realm of Cantonese cuisine, it is even more delicious than those time-honored brands in Hong Kong.

Chen Jiajun didn't even drink any alcohol today; he was too busy enjoying the food.

However, after everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, Luo Sihai, whom Xu Jiawei had invited, did not come over.

Xu Jiawei said helplessly, "The Luo Sihai you just asked me to invite has disappeared in an instant, and we can't find him now."

Chen Jiajun frowned, then said to the old prison guard beside him, "Go find out where that guy is staying, and let me know when you find out."

Old Prison nodded: "Understood, boss."

Although Chen Jiajun did not establish an intelligence department in Longkou, it was not difficult for him to investigate an individual.

About an hour later, Lao Yu returned and said to Chen Jiajun, "Boss, Luo Sihai is drinking in a bar right now."

Chen Jiajun looked at Xu Jiawei and said, "Do you know that place?"

"I do know that, but I heard that bar is run by a Hong Kong triad, and it's a mixed bag," Xu Jiawei said after a moment's hesitation.

Chen Jiajun waved his hand and said, "Take us there."

Xu Jiawei nodded, immediately ordered a car to be prepared, and the group headed straight for the bar.

Inside the bar, Luo Sihai, who had just made a fortune, was bragging with his nephew and two henchmen.

As con artists, they make a living through this.

"So, how much did you win tonight?" Luo Sihai asked his nephew, Luo Wuming.

Luo Sihai immediately laughed: "Am I right? The rich in Shenzhen are better than those in Hong Kong."

Luo Wuming took a sip of beer and said, "Of course, with such high stakes, they're all from the underworld. Hong Kong and Macau's economies haven't developed as fast as Shenzhen's, so they must have all come here."

"Hahaha, there are plenty of girls here. We can knead them until they're round or flat later." Luo Sihai's life revolves around two things: gambling and womanizing.

Of course, this can be said to be a common problem among many Hong Kong men.

Luo Wuming whispered to Luo Sihai, "But there seem to be quite a few big shots here. We've won so many recently, shouldn't we tone it down a bit? Otherwise, we'll easily get into trouble."

Luo Sihai thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "What you said makes sense."

Then he said with a grin, "But don't think about that now, let's go pick up girls."

As he spoke, this guy rushed straight into the dance floor.

Luo Wuming shook his head, clearly more composed than his unreliable uncle.

However, Luo Sihai soon got into trouble. While harassing a woman in public on the dance floor, he was grabbed and punched several times by a group of people walking by.

Upon seeing his uncle being beaten, Luo Wuming immediately led two of his henchmen to come to his rescue.

The person opposite him was clearly from a gang, and he said to Luo Wuming, "He's hitting on my woman, don't you think he should be beaten up?"

Luo Wuming clearly knew that a wise man doesn't fight a losing battle. He knew that the other side had many powerful men and that he and his group couldn't afford to offend them. So he apologized directly: "I'm sorry, we're from Hong Kong and we don't know the rules."

One of his men said arrogantly, "You think an apology is enough after you've been with Brother Meng's woman? Who do you think you are?"

"He is my uncle, Luo Sihai. My name is Luo Wuming."

But before he could finish speaking, his underling kicked him in the stomach.

Luo Wuming's henchmen immediately prepared to retaliate, but Luo Wuming stopped them.

"I've heard of you guys. You've made quite a bit of money in Shenzhen lately," Meng said with a sneer, looking at the group.

"Yes, could you please do me a favor?" Luo Wuming said.

Meng Ge said with a sneer, "Fine, he just touched my woman with his hand, let him keep one hand."

"Isn't this going too far?" Luo Wuming's expression immediately turned serious.

Judging from this guy's attitude, things aren't going to end well today.

Meng Ge sneered and said, "Excessive? So what if it's excessive with so many men under my command?"

Just as Luo Wuming was about to say something, a voice suddenly came over: "Fatty, it's really not easy to find you."

At this moment, Chen Jiajun brought Lao Yu to the bar, and upon seeing Luo Sihai in the crowd, he immediately smiled and said...

Having held a high position for many years, Chen Jiajun was not someone most people would dare to block his way, even without any underlings by his side. He simply walked through the crowd and stood before them.

"Rotten Jun?" Luo Sihai said in surprise.

Chen Jiajun said irritably, "Hey, that nickname is outdated, or I'll beat you up." Seeing the two of them talking back and forth, completely disregarding him, Meng Ge's face darkened immediately: "Who the hell are you, you little punk? How dare you put on airs in my place?"

Chen Jiajun didn't even glance at it and continued chatting with Luo Sihai.

Old Yu rushed forward, charging towards Meng Ge's men like a tiger among sheep.

Then came the sound of fists landing, and in less than a minute, all of Meng Ge's men were taken down. Not to mention Meng Ge himself, even bystanders like Luo Wuming were shocked.

I've seen some really fierce things, but I've never seen anything this impressive up close.

Taking on ten people at once is like child's play.

"With such a follower, the other party's identity must be extraordinary. How come I've never heard my uncle mention it?" Luo Wuming said with some curiosity.

Meng Ge's face turned even uglier. To have his own turf wrecked was more than just a matter of losing face.

However, seeing Old Prison's impressive record, his men certainly didn't dare to attack again. They could only say to Chen Jiajun, "Friend, what gang are you from? Dare to leave your name?"

Chen Jiajun turned his head and sneered, saying, "If I left my name, it would scare you to death. Get lost if you have nothing else to do. Don't disturb my reunion with my friends."

"You son of a bitch." Meng Ge was giving Chen Jiajun a lot of face, but Chen Jiajun didn't seem to appreciate it. In a fit of anger, he immediately pulled out his gun.

However, Old Prison, with lightning speed, chopped his wrist with a chop, causing a grating cracking sound, and the gun in his hand slipped from his grasp and fell to the ground.

Chen Jiajun frowned and said, "Old Yu, break both his legs and make his boss come over here to apologize to me in half an hour. If he's a minute late, I'll wipe out his entire place."

People in the martial arts world value face, but it depends on who they're facing.

Meng Ge, a nobody, thinks he can get Chen Jiajun to give him face? That's completely impossible.

His position is not right; it would be more likely if his boss personally intervened.

So, whether Chen Jiajun gives him face or not depends on his mood.

Old Yu stomped on Meng Ge's two calves and crushed them, then carried the guy out.

There aren't many gangs that can operate in Longkou; you can easily find out by asking around.

The bar was empty of customers, and Meng Ge's henchmen had scattered like birds and beasts.

Chen Jiajun pulled Luo Sihai down to sit and started cursing, "You bastard, I've been looking for you for so long, were you deliberately avoiding me?"

Hearing the familiar shouts, Luo Sihai relaxed. The Chen Jiajun in front of him was still the same rascal Jun who used to brag and joke with him all day long. He hadn't changed at all despite the difference in their status.

Luo Sihai laughed so hard that the fat on his face jiggled: "Isn't it because I'm afraid people will gossip? It doesn't sound good to get ahead by relying on your brothers. I'm a man who cares about his reputation."

"You bastard, what face do you have as a petty swindler?" Chen Jiajun said with dissatisfaction. "Tell me the truth."

Luo Sihai said somewhat embarrassedly, "Back then, I had my eye on a woman."

"Holy crap?" Chen Jiajun looked at Luo Sihai in surprise and said, "You're telling me you've settled down?"

Luo Sihai nodded somewhat embarrassedly: "I'm a decent person, I can't exactly find a gangster, can I? Besides, I didn't have any connections back then, I was just a low-level shill, so..."

Chen Jiajun looked Luo Sihai up and down, then pinched his chubby face: "You haven't been replaced, have you? A guy like you who orders three at a time from the stables, you actually settled down for a woman."

Luo Sihai quickly covered Chen Jiajun's mouth and said fiercely, "Damn it, I have a junior here. Give me some face."

Only then did Luo Sihai remember that his nephew had two followers. He beckoned them over and introduced them to Chen Jiajun: "This is my nephew, Luo Wuming. He works with me now. Come, call him Uncle Chen."

Although Luo Wuming was very curious about Chen Jiajun's identity, he still obediently called him Uncle Chen.

Chen Jiajun said with a half-smile, "Didn't you say you'd settled down? How come you're still out here cheating, and even bringing your nephew along?"

Luo Sihai sighed and said, "There's nothing I can do. Do I look like someone who's cut out for hard labor? This kid's mother is my younger sister. She passed away early and I had to take care of him. We didn't have the money to send him to school, so he came out to work with me. He's very talented; he's much better than me at this line of work."

"Then why the hell didn't you come looking for me?" Chen Jiajun said, quite dissatisfied.

Luo Sihai said with a smile, "A brother is a brother. If I really followed you, could I still be your brother?"

Don't let Luo Sihai's current status as a petty con artist fool you; he's actually a person with a very strong sense of pride.
You could tell from the time he hung out with Chen Jiajun.

Since Luo Sihai had said so, Chen Jiajun didn't say anything more and picked up the wine bottle to drink with Luo Sihai.

Taking advantage of this moment, Luo Wuming kindly reminded him, "Um, Uncle Chen, it seems that Brother Meng is from Xinji. Xinji seems to have quite a bit of influence in Longkou."

Although it was possible to guess that Chen Jiajun's identity was not simple, the New Journalists Association was, after all, one of the oldest triad societies in Hong Kong.

Upon hearing Luo Wuming's cautious reminder, Luo Sihai couldn't help but burst into laughter: "Xinji? Hahaha, this is going to be a good show. Your Uncle Chen has certainly given Xinji a lot of trouble."

"Looking for bad luck with Xinji? Wait, Chen..." Upon hearing his uncle's words, Luo Wuming immediately guessed what was going on, and his expression turned strange.

Luo Sihai patted Chen Jiajun on the shoulder with a smile and said, "You wouldn't believe it, would you? This is the King of Hong Kong."

Chen Jiajun smiled and shook his head, saying, "It's a small matter. I'll just give Axe Jun a call."

Hearing Chen Jiajun's nonchalant words, the three young men were far from calm.

Everyone in Hong Kong knows who Chen Jiajun is. It's amazing that he's managed to get such a powerful patron while working here. It's absolutely ecstatic!

"Axe Jun, you bastard, you've really stretched your reach. You even have business in Longkou now." Chen Jiajun said with a sneer as he dialed Axe Jun's number.

Axe-Head Jun was completely bewildered when he received Chen Jiajun's call: "How did you know?"

“Playing around in your own territory, and then breaking both of your men’s legs,” Chen Jiajun said calmly.

"You son of a bitch, Chen Jiajun, are you looking for trouble?" Axe Jun roared in anger after hearing this.

Chen Jiajun said with a smile, "Don't be so nervous. I'm just teaching your little brother. You've come to Longkou to invest, but you probably don't know what your people are doing here."

Upon hearing Chen Jiajun's words, Axe Jun immediately frowned: "What did those bastards do?"

Chen Jiajun sneered: "Your New Bureau can do business in Longkou, so you must have assured Director Shi that you haven't forgotten anything, right? Bringing the Hong Kong system to the mainland, are you trying to cut off all the triads' source of income?"

Upon hearing Chen Jiajun's words, Axe-Head Jun's heart skipped a beat: "You mean..."

Chen Jiajun said calmly, "I advise you to come over and clean up this mess yourself, otherwise don't blame me for not giving you a heads-up when that ruthless Director Shi comes knocking on your door."

"Then don't just start hitting me," Axe Jun said irritably. "You're used to stepping on me, aren't you?"

"What? You think I can't take you down?" Chen Jiajun said irritably. "If it weren't for the fact that you've been behaving yourself for the past two years, I would have torn up all your stables and gambling dens today and wrecked you."

After saying that, Chen Jiajun hung up the phone and then picked up his glass and toasted with Luo Sihai.

Hearing Chen Jiajun scold the newly recruited axe-wielding boy like a grandson, Luo Wuming and his two henchmen's eyes widened in surprise.

By now, his two underlings should have guessed Chen Jiajun's identity.

"Hey, Brother Wuming, the guy talking to your uncle, could it be...?" Wuming's follower, Li Jun, whispered.

Wuming waved his hand and said, "Don't talk nonsense. We'll talk about it later."

Since Axe Jun had already been informed of the matter, Chen Jiajun also called Old Yu back.

Then they moved to another place and continued drinking with Luo Sihai.

The two drank all night and left in a drunken stupor, but Chen Jiajun left Luo Sihai a number before leaving.

The younger generation listened intently as the two recounted their past.

Only then did I realize that Luo Sihai had actually debuted at the same time as Chen Jiajun.

Back at the hotel, Luo Wuming said excitedly, "Uncle, you never told me that you and Boss Jun are actually best buddies."

Luo Sihai waved his hand and said, "What's this? That bastard used to swindle money from me all the time. If I had followed him back then, I would be a big shot by now."

Li Jun said curiously, "It's not too late now. Such a good opportunity."

Although Luo Sihai was drunk, he still waved his hand and said, "Forget it. If I really had that ability, would I have waited until today? I used to be a Blue Lantern of Hung Hing, and I can contact him at any time through the Chung Yi Hall of Hung Hing."

"The reason I don't go is because I know someone like me can't make it in the underworld. In the end, I'm just a small-time swindler."

Luo Sihai was self-aware. Back when he went to fight someone with Chen Jiajun, he was so scared that he almost wet his pants. If Chen Jiajun hadn't pulled him back, he wouldn't have made it back that day.

The reason he didn't go to Chen Jiajun wasn't just because of women, but also because of his own reasons.

Compared to Li Jun, who was quite ambitious, Luo Wuming was much more relaxed. Seeing that his uncle was unwilling to talk any longer, he simply sent him back to his room.

Although I met the legendary big shot Jun today and learned some things about Chen Jiajun.

However, Luo Wuming knew that it would be difficult for someone as important as Chen Jiajun to have any dealings with them.

They made a profit in Longkou, which can be considered as completing their mission across the sea. (End of Chapter)