Hong Kong variety show: I Am a Tycoon

"Hey, aren't you Attorney Martin? What happened to you?" Crocodile asked in surprise.

Martin saw several familiar faces, forced a smile, and said, "Oh, it's you guys."

Crocodile looked Martin up and down, then burst out laughing: "Attorney Martin, you look like you've been kidnapped, don't you?"

Although Crocodile is past his prime, he's still a veteran of the underworld and has a sharp eye for talent.

At a glance, one could see the rope marks on Martin's body, and his cheeks were swollen.

Martin's lips twitched involuntarily, but he didn't say anything, only tidying his hair.

Clearly, Martin underestimated the viciousness of that bastard Eiji Tsukamoto.

After obtaining the crucial intelligence, he immediately turned hostile and ordered his men to tie Martin up.

Clearly, even after he received the revenge fund, Martin's only fate would be to be silenced.

However, this was due to the guy's own greed, so he can't really blame anyone else.

Knowing full well that Eiji Tsukamoto, this Japanese devil, was no ordinary person, they still eagerly sought to cooperate with him.

He thought that the rules of civilized people would work on Eiji Tsukamoto, but he didn't expect that this little devil wouldn't play along with him at all.

After a moment of silence, the meeting room door was pushed open again.

The person who came this time was someone no one expected.

They had seen this person before; he was Chen Dahua from the Serious Crimes Unit.

When Chen Dahua opened the door and walked in, he was visibly taken aback when he saw the people in front of him.

He then smiled, sat down, and didn't say anything more.

At this moment, Li Fugui suddenly spoke up and said, "Inspector Chen, you must be that Seraph?"

Upon hearing Li Fugui's words, Crocodile and lawyer Martin were both stunned.

Chen Dahua didn't deny it, but looked at Li Fugui curiously and said, "Oh? Why do you say that? Do you have any evidence?"

Li Fugui shook his head and said, "There's no evidence, just a gut feeling."

Chen Dahua's smile widened as he stared at Li Fugui and said, "You're quite an extraordinary fellow."

This was tantamount to an indirect admission, which made Crocodile and Martin widen their eyes in disbelief.

"It seems you all know each other?" A voice came from the doorway.

Everyone looked towards the door and saw Chen Jiajun walk in with a cigar in his mouth.

"Mr. Chen." Several people stood up to greet Chen Jiajun when he arrived.

Even Chan Tat-wah is no exception.

Chen Jiajun's current status also deserves the respect of these people.

Chen Jiajun sat down in the main seat and then said to everyone, "Alright, stop standing there like idiots and get down to business. Tsukamoto Eiji is dead, and the current head of the Tsukamoto family, Tsukamoto Kenichi, will probably be withdrawing from Hong Kong soon, so I would like to talk to you about the ten billion US dollar revenge fund."

Upon hearing Chen Jiajun's words, everyone's expressions turned strange.

You killed Eiji Tsukamoto and drove away Kenichi Tsukamoto. Now you're even going to swallow Taro Tsukamoto's revenge fund whole. Isn't that too ruthless?

Ignoring the various thoughts on the matter, Chen Jiajun rested his chin on his hands and said to the crowd, "I have an idea."

“Now that the Tsukamoto family’s Japanese devils are all dead, I plan to use this money to set up another fund.” Chen Jiajun turned his gaze to Martin and said, “You should be able to do that, right?”

Martin quickly replied, "Of course, no problem. We'll just pin the title of Seraph on that little devil Eiji Tsukamoto, saying he killed his grandfather to steal the inheritance, and then this Inspector Chen investigated and killed him."

"As for the fund, I can take full responsibility. There will absolutely be no mistakes. Is that acceptable to you?"

Martin dares not have any other thoughts about Chen Jiajun now.

Despite being a top lawyer, he can easily make a big shot like Chen Jiajun beg for food with just a word.

Chen Jiajun nodded: "Alright, I'll leave these matters to you."

Then Chan Ka-Chun turned his gaze to Chan Tat-Wah and said, "What did you say, Inspector Chan? Are you willing to help me with this?"

Chen Dahua smiled and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Chen, but I am getting old and can't do this for many more years. Besides, this is just a hobby of mine."

Chen Jiajun didn't press the issue: "Forced relationships are never sweet, so I won't force you."

"Thank you, Mr. Chen." Chen Dahua smiled, stood up, patted Li Fugui on the shoulder, and left.

Then Chen Jiajun looked at Crocodile and Li Fugui and said, "What about you two? I know you used to be a hitman agent, Crocodile, so I'd like you to help me set up the basic structure of an organization. Of course, you won't be shortchanged on the money, how about it?"

Crocodile Man was overjoyed: "Really? Thank you, Boss Chen."

Then Chen Jiajun turned his gaze to Li Fugui and asked, "And you?"

Upon hearing Chen Jiajun's words, Li Fugui immediately fell silent.

The crocodile man, in a panic, quickly pushed him with his elbow.

A moment later, Li Fugui said to Chen Jiajun, "I don't kill innocent people. I don't kill good people."

Upon hearing this, Crocodile Man wished he could cover Li Fugui's mouth.

But Li Fugui's eyes were firm, as if he was ready to break up the relationship if Li Fugui didn't agree.

Chen Jiajun immediately laughed: "That's your freedom. Whether you accept the mission or not is your own decision."

“Okay, I’ll do it,” Li Fugui nodded immediately.

As long as it doesn't violate his principles, Li Fugui felt there was no problem with saying that.

He could never bring himself to kill those he shouldn't, but he would never let go of those he deserved to die.

Chen Jiajun nodded: "Alright, Martin will contact you after he finishes dealing with the fund. By the way, because you helped Uncle Liang, although you won't get the revenge fund, I'll give you a portion of my personal reward. That should be enough for you to live it up for a while."

As he spoke, Chen Jiajun's secretary took out two checks and handed them to the two men before getting up and leaving.

After Chen Jiajun left, Crocodile took out the checks and looked at them. They were worth fifty million US dollars each.

"Wow, we're rich now!" Crocodile Man and Li Fugui thought at the same time.

The turmoil that had lasted for some time finally came to an end, and the revenge fund that Tsukamoto Taro had set up ceased operation after the murderer was found.

The assassins who came to Hong Kong from all over the world all ended up returning empty-handed.

After Kenichi Tsukamoto withdrew his investment in Hong Kong, the matter was no longer discussed.

It's estimated that it will gradually be forgotten by people before long.

However, for the high-ranking figures in both the legitimate and underworld circles of Hong Kong, they witnessed Chen Jiajun's power once again.

Therefore, I have even more respect for Chen Jiajun.

"Boss, there's a document for you."

In the morning, as soon as Chen Jiajun arrived at his office, his secretary brought him a document.

This document was sent from the mainland, and the sender was Yang Jianhua.

Because of the previous cultural relic case, Chen Jiajun helped the country recover many national treasures and blocked the route for smuggling cultural relics from Hong Kong. The higher-ups were very satisfied with this.

Therefore, President Song personally wrote a thank-you letter to Chen Jiajun.

He also told Chen Jiajun that if there was a way to bring back the national treasures scattered overseas, the country would certainly not forget Chen Jiajun's contribution.

Upon receiving the letter, Chen Jiajun's eyes immediately lit up.

In the past, he probably wouldn't have had a good way to get his hands on those national treasures that were kept in collections.

However, given the controversy surrounding the Hiroshima Agreement and Japan's decline, there might actually be such an opportunity.

With that in mind, Chen Jiajun immediately made a phone call to the United States.

On Cao Weicai's side, Chen Jiajun still has a plan that hasn't been detonated yet.

They waited until Japan was completely weakened before making their move.

Now it seems like this can be done easily.

Six months later, Cao Weicai finally received a call from his boss and was immediately excited.

After all, regardless of how long it has been, if it weren't for the continuous supply of funds, he would have thought that the big boss had forgotten about them.

"How are things going?"

Chen Jiajun asked directly.

Cao Weicai immediately said, "We're all ready. The Japanese already consider Frank a rising star on Wall Street, and I've heard he's slept with several actresses there. It's truly enviable."

"You little rascal, why aren't you working properly?" Chen Jiajun said with a laugh, "What about Dr. Marvin?"

Cao Weicai said with a smile, "Dr. Ma Wen seems to have figured it out. He's become more and more adept at putting on a show in front of newspapers and television lately."

“Very good. Let him stand his last shift well. If he does a good job, I’ll send him to some small European country to live in anonymity,” Chen Jiajun said with a smile.

"Boss, are you about to make your move?" Cao Weicai asked excitedly. This plan had been in the works for almost half a year, and Cao Weicai wanted to see just how much money this big boss could squeeze out of Wall Street and Japan.

After all, he was involved in this plan from the very beginning.

Chen Jiajun nodded and said with a smile, "That's right, wait for my news."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Jiajun began to make plans.

Given the current situation in Japan, investors have become more cautious and are holding onto their money tightly. Getting investment from them may not be a very realistic thing.

But it's different with other things, like gold antiques.

We'll set up an investment company then, and we'll calculate the investment shares for them based on these assets.

Once Marvin's company goes bankrupt, he can then legitimately renege on these things.

"Tsk, he's becoming more and more like a capitalist." Chen Jiajun shook his head and smiled helplessly.

Neon, Tokyo.

Frank is almost falling in love with the city.

Looking at the beautiful female celebrity beside him, Frank smiled.

I must say, the Japanese are incredibly hospitable.

As a mere Wall Street investor, I haven't spent a single penny during this period.

Every day, people try different ways to win him over.

It's not just money, beautiful women, and luxury cars; some people are even planning to give away houses.

Land prices in Tokyo are almost catching up with those in Manhattan.

But Frank knew that these days would eventually come to an end.

Just before, he received a call from his terrifying boss, which meant that the plan he had been working on for half a year was about to come to an end.

So Frank stopped caring about women and indulging in debauchery.

I need to start dealing with work matters today.

Frank, an outrageous conman, once studied law on his own and even obtained a real lawyer's license.

Therefore, obtaining a securities manager's license was not a problem for him.

Moreover, he had Cao Weicai, a real securities manager, standing behind him, so he wasn't worried at all.

Moreover, back in America, Cao Weicai was in charge of the operations. All he had to do was go to those high-end clubs and get those damned Japanese tycoons to empty their pockets.

For Frank, this is called a perfect match with his expertise.

So after getting up, Frank changed into his custom-made high-end Italian suit, tidied his appearance, and left the hotel.

Frank never needed to prepare anything to trick those fools into investing.

The reception was held at the Ginza Plaza Hotel, and the organizer was the head of Japan Industrial Bank.

Frank was someone they specifically invited there.

To Frank, the neon investors, who had never been educated by Wall Street, were simply money bags, so Frank greeted the big shots at the party warmly.

After all, it's a sponsored event, and its purpose is to build relationships and make connections.

So Frank randomly picked two wealthy people and started chatting with them.

As Chen Jiajun predicted, due to the obvious downturn in the Japanese economy, these wealthy people held onto their money tightly. They had no problem talking about other things, but when it came to investing, they became immediately wary.

Frank wasn't in a hurry; he knew that true hunters were always very patient.

So the conversation turned directly to things like gold, jewelry, and antiques.

Then, when the time was right, he threw out his bait.

“I know an investment firm that specializes in accepting fixed assets as investments. But it’s limited to things like gold, jewelry, and antiques,” Frank said with a laugh. “Speaking of which, this company is really peculiar. I wonder if it has any connection with auction houses.”

The speaker has no intention, the listener has the heart.

Hearing Frank casually mention this, many wealthy people were immediately tempted.

Those who can reach this level must have quite a few of these things in their possession.

But to put it bluntly, these things don't really have any monetization potential.

When Japan's economy was booming, they could do whatever they wanted, but now that the economy is like this, what's the use of all this stuff? Can't they just mortgage it to a bank?

It's important to know that banks still accept hard currencies like gold.

However, the prices of jewelry, antiques, and similar items are often inflated.

Even if you use it as collateral at a bank, the amount you get back would probably be pitifully small.

Upon hearing Frank mention the existence of such an investment company, many people became interested and began inquiring about it from Frank.

Frank pretended not to understand, saying he would go back and ask.
If he's really interested, he'll ask his friend to get in touch.

Before Frank could even finish speaking, several people expressed their interest.

Frank left his contact information with them one by one, and then got up to say goodbye.

For a period of time afterward, Frank frequented various cocktail parties and high-end venues.

He will definitely go if he is invited.

Before long, he had obtained the phone numbers of many wealthy people who were interested in this area.

Once he confirmed that there were enough people, Frank began to contact Cao Weicai.

Meanwhile, Cao Weicai, who was far away in the United States, had already prepared a shell company.

Although the name sounds impressive, the company had already been liquidated and then bought by Cao Weicai.

The money he spent was to buy this title.

After settling things off with the company, Cao Wei began his own operations.

He first used Chen Jiajun's money to attract investment and put it into a shell investment company.

Subsequently, the investment company made another round of investments in Marvin's company.

Although this method is quite complicated, it can prevent many potential problems.

If Marvin's company were to collapse, he would be just one of the most insignificant among the thousands of investment companies.

After completing this series of operations in the United States, they hired a few foreigners who were just playing minor roles and headed to Japan.

"Hey, listen up." Cao Weicai clapped his hands and said, "For the next job, all I need to do is keep your mouths shut the whole time, but your attire must be very formal, understand?"

The foreigners laughed and said, "Don't underestimate us. After all, we're from Hollywood too."

“If you do a good job, each of you will receive a bonus of $50,000,” Cao Weicai nodded and then said to the foreigners.

Upon hearing this number, the eyes of the foreigners lit up.

Cao Weicai continued, "All you need to do is show a contemptuous and disdainful expression appropriately. Someone will train you on that later."

The foreigners nodded hurriedly, afraid of missing this opportunity.

You have to understand that when they go to Hollywood to be extras, they only earn a little over a hundred dollars per scene, and they still have to take a cut from that damn agency.

This job is worth a year's worth of work for them.

What's more, this trip involves flying first class and staying in a five-star hotel. Where else can you find such a good deal?

What Cao Weicai was going to do was completely outside their consideration.

Soon, Cao Weicai brought the group of extras to Tokyo to meet up with Frank.

Frank hasn't been going out to pick up girls these days; he's been spending all his time in the hotel gathering information.

Seeing Cao Weicai arrive, Frank finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank God you've finally come."

Cao Weicai said helplessly, "It's not easy to find extras."

As he spoke, he looked behind him.

Frank glanced at the extras Cao Weicai had found and nodded in satisfaction: "Not bad, at least their appearance is quite professional."

Frank then stood up and began to train the extras.

It has to be said, the founder is indeed the founder.

Under Frank's guidance, the extras quickly got into character.

Looking at the extras sitting in front of him, dressed in formal attire, one might mistake them for real Wall Street capitalists. (End of Chapter)