Hong Kong variety show: I Am a Tycoon

The territory that was previously the East China Gang's territory has now become the territory of Hung Hing.

Moreover, the area has expanded several times compared to when the pheasants first arrived.

However, these territories do not belong to the Yamaguchi-gumi, but to the Ichi-kai and the Tainan gang.

After Chicken brought his men to Japan, he immediately chose to start a war with the Tainan gang.

Don't underestimate Chicken's small number of men; they are all brave and skilled fighters. Although they can't compare to the young demon slaves under Chan Ka-Chun, they are definitely elite members of Hung Hing.

Scenes of one person taking on ten are not uncommon in Japanese gangs.

These Tainan gang members, used to living a carefree life in Japan, had never seen such fierce gang members before.

They were directly defeated and forced to retreat.

Kao Chieh, who had previously lost an arm to Iron Head, was stabbed to death by Chicken.

At this point, the Tainan gang withdrew directly from the Shinjuku area.

Subsequently, they divided the Isshin-kai's territory with the Yamaguchi-gumi, directly transforming the original three-way power struggle in the Shinjuku area into the current situation of the Yamaguchi-gumi and Hung Hing as duopoly.

In addition, Chen Jiajun had a good relationship with Kusakari Yuichi, the leader of the Yamaguchi-gumi, so the two gangs rarely clashed.

After receiving the target photo from Cao Weicai, Shanji went straight to the hot pot restaurant.

This place used to be the headquarters of the South China Gang, and it is still run by a group of people from the South China Gang.

Upon seeing that Shanji had brought his people over, the illegal immigrants immediately came to greet them.

Pheasant waved his hand and said, "Don't give me that. I'll assign you tasks. If you don't do a good job this time, you'll be out patrolling the streets from now on."

Since the betrayal, Tie Tou has been completely heartbroken and no longer associates with these people. He wants to live a peaceful and quiet life with his woman.

Of those who remained, two died, and the rest were forced to beg for food under Shanji's command.

This group of people might be good at petty theft and dealing with laundry detergent, but if you asked them to actually go to a gang fight, they would almost wet their pants in fear.

If it weren't for the fact that they were all Chinese, Chicken would have kicked these good-for-nothings out to beg for food long ago.

Today's events are the final test that Chicken is giving them.

Upon hearing what the pheasant said, the illegal immigrants immediately patted their chests and agreed.

Pheasant's face immediately darkened, and he said coldly, "I haven't finished speaking yet, why are you agreeing so quickly?"

Pheasant's words terrified the group, making them tremble like quails.

This alone shows the difference between Chicken and Iron Head being the boss.

These people wouldn't even dare to entertain the thought of betraying Chicken, let alone betray him.

Because the pheasant is ruthless enough, if they are angered, they can definitely starve these illegal immigrants to death.

Seeing that the men dared not utter a sound, Chicken continued, "Keep things clean and don't cause any big trouble. After dealing with these men, go to the pier by the sea, stuff them into gasoline drums, fill them with cement, and sink them into the sea."

"Understood, boss." The stowaways nodded.

Midnight, Kabukicho.

The extras that Cao Weicai brought from America walked out of the bar, drunk.

They were all arm in arm, looking very happy.

It was because the group was drunk that they didn't notice several pairs of eyes staring at them from the bar entrance.

When they reached the street, the stowaways who had been watching them quickly stepped forward, pulled out hammers and clubs, and smacked the backs of several extras on the head.

The extras, already quite drunk, couldn't withstand such a blow and collapsed on the spot.

Then a van pulled up, a few people got out and quickly loaded the extras into the van, and then drove off in front of everyone.

This series of events happened in an instant; pedestrians on the street didn't even have time to react before the van was gone.

During the incident, one of the extras was not completely unconscious; he was just dizzy and unable to get up.

After the car came to a stop, they found that they had arrived at the seaside.

He then saw a group of people stuffing several of their companions into gasoline drums and filling them with cement.

Cao Weicai spent about half a month in Japan and found that this model was no longer attracting people.

If expansion is needed, certain incentives are required.

So after talking with Frank, I still entrusted the matter in Japan to him.

Cao Weicai himself went straight back to the United States.

It's time to detonate the huge bomb we've set up.

The following day, Blood & Test held a press conference announcing that Dr. Marvin's clinical trial had been approved in Uganda, Africa.

"If this clinical trial is successful, our company will put the device I developed into the market as soon as possible."

"Just imagine, in the future, with just a drop of blood and a paltry five dollars, we can test data that would otherwise cost a fortune in hospitals. I think this is a game-changer for the market."

Marvin stood on the stage, speaking with great confidence, as if he were about to become the one who would disrupt the market.

His confident demeanor moved even the reporters in the audience.

After all, Marvin wasn't just talking; he actually published papers and had projects underway.

So the reporters in the audience were all vying to get Marvin to answer their questions.

Unfortunately, Marvin did not respond this time. After saying these words, he left the conference room under the protection of his bodyguards.

The next day, the entire American medical market was in an uproar.

They were originally waiting for Marvin to fail in the womb, waiting for the project to collapse.

But things went much more smoothly than I expected.

This caught many competitors off guard.

The capitalists who were already optimistic about Marvin's "Blood and Testing" company pounced on it like sharks smelling blood, driving the company's stock price up several times over.

The small company, which was on the verge of bankruptcy, was miraculously revived, and its stock price soared from less than one dollar to more than ten dollars.

Marvin was lost in thought as he looked at the newspaper report.

"If only all of this were true?" Marvin murmured to himself.

Unfortunately, that's no longer possible.

Marvin looked at the empty room, composed himself, and changed into his suit.

The son has already been sent to Belgium. All he needs to do is finish his last performance so he can get rid of all the debts and everything in America.

Thinking of this, Marvin couldn't help but smile.

After getting into the company vehicle, Marvin took one last look at New York, a place he didn't care about, before heading to the airport.

"Was the plan successful?" Chen Jiajun in Hong Kong was on the phone with Cao Weicai.

Cao Weicai recounted in detail to Chen Jiajun what had happened in the past two weeks.

He didn't hide the fact that there were extras.

Chen Jiajun said with a smile, "Everyone makes mistakes, but your subsequent actions were decisive, so these are not problems."

Cao Weicai breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing Chen Jiajun's words: "Thank you, boss."

"After this incident, do you have any thoughts?" Chen Jiajun asked again.

Upon hearing Chen Jiajun's words, Cao Weicai was immediately stunned.

To be honest, he hadn't thought it through yet, so he said to Chen Jiajun, "Boss, to be honest, I haven't made any plans yet. I'll take some time to think about it after I finish this."

Chen Jiajun said with a smile, "If you have any ideas, let's discuss them. I still have a lot of liquid funds on hand, and I'm just wondering how to spend them."

Cao Weicai was excited upon hearing Chen Jiajun's arrogant words.

What Chen Jiajun meant was that no matter what ideas he had in the United States, Chen Jiajun would support him.

"Thank you, boss, thank you, boss," Cao Weicai said hurriedly.

Chen Jiajun smiled and said, "Consider this a reward for all the work I've done for you."

Marvin's high-profile trip this time did not involve any special effort to avoid the media.

Therefore, quite a few reporters have already set their sights on Marvin.

And the most famous of them all is Randolph Carroll.

He is one of the editors of the Miami Herald and a Pulitzer Prize winner.

That's right, it's the same guy who reported on Li Yaohua's successful overthrow of King Richard back in Brunei. Although he's old, his suicidal thoughts haven't diminished; in fact, they're starting to stir again.

After all, he has gained money and power over the years, and he wants to win the Pulitzer Prize again.

So he immediately assembled his team and prepared to go to Africa with Marvin to see if Marvin's project was really reliable.

If it's true, then there's nothing more to say; at the very least, it will boost his reputation in the industry.

If it's fake, then his Pulitzer Prize is practically guaranteed.

So Randolph chartered a plane and went to Uganda without hesitation, intending to get firsthand information about Marvin.

It's nothing new for Westerners to set up clinical trial bases in less developed countries; many countries are doing this.

For example, France has multiple clinical trial sites in Africa.

To put it nicely, it's a clinical trial base; to put it bluntly, it's using Africans as subjects for human experiments.

This kind of thing is already commonplace in Southeast Asia and India.

Although they keep saying it's voluntary, only they themselves know best whether it's humane or not.

Marvin's clinical trial was conducted in conjunction with a clinical trial base in France.

This was prepared in advance, so there were no setbacks.

Marvin's research team quickly got to work.

Unlike Marvin, his research team was unaware of what had happened, nor did they know it was a scam.

They came to Africa simply because Marvin offered a high enough price.
Sample machines were placed in the testing base, but Marvin only kept his own people there under the pretext of secrecy.

They don't allow anyone from the clinical trial site to get involved at all.

However, this is not a new thing; any company would do this.

"Alright everyone, we've just changed our research location. The research on this project will continue," Marvin said to his team.

“But Doctor,” a young member of the team hesitated for a moment before speaking to Marvin, “hasn’t it been confirmed that the testing is ineffective? Why bother coming all the way to Africa to continue?”

Marvin said with a stern face, "Young man, what you need is to study more, not to ask questions everywhere. Just do your own job well."

The young man was upset by the retort, but considering his salary, which was nearly three times the average, he swallowed his words.

After stabilizing the team, Ma Wen contacted Cao Weicai.

After confirming that the other party had not broken their promise, Marvin locked himself in his room.

What he needs to do now is to completely transform himself.

This matter cannot be entrusted to others, so Marvin plans to do it himself. After all, he can be considered a doctor and knows how to change his appearance without causing serious harm to himself.

This guy endured excruciating pain, pulled out two of his teeth, caused his facial muscles to atrophy, and then burned his skin with a special medicine.

Once everything was ready, Marvin finally left his room.

Although there are no visible changes now, he will be completely different in the long run.

Even the closest people probably wouldn't be able to tell.

After receiving the fake passport and check from Cao Weicai, Ma Wen planned to leave his team behind.

Just as he was preparing to leave the base, someone suddenly called out to him halfway there.

A staff member at the base said to Marvin, "Doctor, a reporter wants to interview you."

Marvin immediately became a little nervous, but with his extremely strong mental fortitude, he quickly calmed down and said to the staff, "Me?"

Just then, Randolph suddenly appeared out of nowhere and said to Marvin, "Doctor, would you mind giving me an interview?"

Marvin was surprised that he had managed to attract the attention of Randolph, a Pulitzer Prize-winning journalist. While surprised, he prepared his explanation: "Excuse me, could you please wait for me for a moment? I have some urgent business at the airport right now. I will grant you an interview, Mr. Randolph, when I return."

Randolph glanced at Marvin and saw that he did indeed seem to be in a hurry to go out, so without much thought, he nodded and agreed.

But he never dreamed that Marvin was already preparing to run away.

After Marvin drove to the airport, he put on a fake beard, used a fake passport, and went directly to Belgium. From that moment on, Dr. Marvin simply disappeared from the world.

Meanwhile, at the test base.

Randolph waited for a whole day and night but Marvin didn't return.

This made Randolph a little impatient, and he had the people at the base contact Marvin, only to find that Marvin's phone was no longer reachable.

Upon hearing this news, Randolph felt a strange sensation lingering in his mind.

He then led his cameramen into Marvin's research facility.

After inquiring with Marvin's technical team and learning that they couldn't contact Dr. Marvin himself, Randolph's premonition grew stronger.

So I randomly asked a researcher, "What stage is your team's project at?"

The researcher paused for a moment, then said, "You mean this blood test?"

“That’s right.” Randolph nodded.

"What stage? There isn't a stage at all. This direction is simply not feasible." The researcher complained, "The underlying logic is wrong. I don't know what the PhD student was thinking, spending so much money and still pushing this project so hard."

The researcher's words stunned Randolph on the spot.

He then asked, "What do you mean by that? Is this project a scam?"

"It's not that it's fake, it's just that this project has only ever existed in theory. It's impossible to realize, let alone achieve what the doctor hopes for—detecting multiple diseases with just a drop of blood," the researcher explained to Randolph after a moment's thought.

Randolph became excited upon hearing the researchers' words.

I interviewed several researchers, and the theories they came up with were all pretty much the same.

One young man even made a startling statement.

Young people are indeed fearless and straightforward, much more so than seasoned veterans.

To put it bluntly, this project is a scam to swindle funding; it's a complete waste of time.

If the salary weren't high enough, who would want to come to this godforsaken place in Africa to feed on mosquitoes?

Randolph was immediately excited after receiving the information.

Thinking of how Marvin rushed out that day, Randolph slapped himself hard. He should have thought of it sooner.

But it's not too late.

If this were reported, it would definitely cause a major upheaval in the United States.

It's worth noting that many Wall Street bigwigs were quite optimistic about Marvin's "Blood and Testing" company.

Many investment institutions even directly snapped up the company's shares.

If this report were to be published, its impact would be no less than that of a nuclear bomb, and it would definitely leave those self-proclaimed elites in New York utterly humiliated.

Thinking of this, Randolph immediately grabbed the still-dazed cameraman and led his men away from the base in a hurry, returning to the hotel.

After having his plane tickets booked for tomorrow, Randolph immediately called the newspaper and demanded a front-page headline.

Two days ago, things were calm and peaceful in America.

Cao Weicai has already gathered a group of stockbrokers, and with the money in his hands, he has begun to short "Blood and Testing" with all his might.

This move surprised a group of stockbrokers.

But since the money was in Cao Weicai's hands, they had no choice but to comply.

Taking advantage of a lull, Cao Wei informed Frank of the plan to take action.

“I’ve received word that a reporter from the Miami Herald has already arrived in Africa. I reckon the news can’t be kept quiet any longer,” Cao Weicai said anxiously to Frank. “Marvin is probably already preparing to flee. You shouldn’t stay there either; if you don’t leave now, you might not be able to get away.”

Frank was taken aback when he received the news: "What? So fast?"

Cao Weicai was caught off guard by this unexpected event and said helplessly, "Plans can't keep up with changes. The boss told us to just quit while we're ahead."

Upon hearing this, Frank quickly said, "Then I won't worry about anything else. Anyway, I've already got these idiots' antiques, gold, and jewelry, so I'm just leaving."

"Okay, be quick." Cao Weicai instructed before hanging up the phone, his eyes fixed on the stock market.

"Mr. Cao, with your funds, if things continue like this, you probably won't last a week," the stockbroker said to Cao Weicai. "Are you sure you want to do this?"

Cao Weicai sneered and said, "I'm sure, and it won't even take a week. Three days at most."

Although it's unclear why Cao Weicai is so certain, it's best not to say too much about the stock market.

After all, there are so many people in America, and plenty of them have mental issues.

Cao Weicai is nothing compared to this. (End of Chapter)