Hong Kong variety show: I Am a Tycoon

Chen Jiajun said calmly to these people, "I'll give you one more chance. Get out."

The blond-haired guy looked furious and glared at Chen Jiajun, saying, "You think I'm afraid of you just because you have a gun? We have so many brothers around us."

As he spoke, the guy gave a wink to a thug standing next to Chen Jiajun, intending to come up and snatch the gun.

Chen Jiajun sneered: "Is that so?"

As he spoke, he turned and fired a shot, hitting the thug who was charging at him in the thigh.

The guy who was planning to take the risk immediately started rolling on the ground, clutching his leg.

"I still have seventeen bullets in my gun. Anyone else want to try?" Chen Jiajun's pose, gun in one hand and cigarette dangling from his lips, immediately made He Tian'er's eyes sparkle.
Chen Jiajun's actions truly frightened this group of scoundrels.

Having a gun isn't scary; what's scary is that the person dares to fire it, and seems so reckless.

Add to that the Porsche that's practically totaled next to it, and that pretty, bubbly girl inside.

These petty scoundrels then realized that their impulsive actions seemed to have gotten them into considerable trouble.

Just as the group was stunned, several black minivans drove up.

Then a group of fierce-looking young demon slaves came down and said to Chen Jiajun, "Boss, there was a traffic jam on the way, we are late."

Seeing these burly men, each nearly two meters tall and with bulging muscles, the group of petty thugs became even more frightened.

Some people even abandoned the blond-haired spiky guy and secretly retreated, afraid of being beaten up if they were too slow.

The blond-haired spiky man panicked even more. He couldn't sneak away now because Chen Jiajun's gun was pointed at him.

Seeing how timid this guy was, Chen Jiajun put away his gun and then took He Tian'er out of the car.

"My car." He Tian'er looked at her Porsche, which had become a pile of scrap metal, with a face full of grief and indignation, and suddenly felt like crying but had no tears.

He then roared at the young demon slaves beside Chen Jiajun, "Iron Hammer, break this guy's leg."

Only now did He Tian'er show a bit of her spoiled young lady demeanor, pointing at the blond-haired spiky man and speaking fiercely.

These young demon slaves were usually responsible for protecting Chen Jiajun's women, so they were quite familiar with Miss He Tian'er.

In addition, He Tian'er has a good personality and usually treats these young demon slaves quite well.

So without thinking, Iron Hammer and his gang rushed over and picked up Yellow Hair Thorn Head like he was a chick.

Then he smashed the blond guy's leg with a single punch.

The blond-haired boy screamed pitifully, rolling around on the ground in pain.

"That's enough. Who told you to mess with these thugs?" Chen Jiajun interrupted the fuming He Tian'er impatiently. "Alright, you've had enough fun. Let's go home."

Chen Jiajun spoke up, and He Tian'er could only snort and give up. However, before leaving, she warned Huang Mao to bring back an identical Porsche, or else he would be in trouble.

After returning home, this crazy girl even complained to Guan Jiahui that Chen Jiajun had scared her.

This caused Chen Jiajun to receive a lot of eye-rolls from Guan Jiahui, which angered Chen Jiajun so much that he gave the crazy girl a good "lesson" that night.

Only recently has Chen Jiajun been able to have some real free time.

When they were in Hong Kong, Wayne was able to handle things very well. Apart from some necessary documents that required Chen Jiajun's signature, there were no other issues.

Brunei is currently in a bottleneck period; only after Orn makes a breakthrough can other matters be discussed.

Although Xu Jiawei is not a qualified management talent, Shenzhou is a newly established company that has not yet gotten on the right track, so there is not much of a problem with him temporarily serving as the president of Shenzhou Technology.

However, under Chen Jiajun's special guidance, several young people in the company have begun to show their talents, and several of his close associates who are pursuing MBAs will soon be able to return to Hong Kong. At that time, Chen Jiajun will be able to get rid of the trivial matters in the company and focus on doing his job as the helmsman.

"Jun, Mr. Huo is calling."

Just as Chen Jiajun was sitting lazily in the garden, basking in the sun, Guan Jiahui's voice came from inside the house.

Chen Jiajun had no choice but to get up and go home to answer the phone.

Henry Fok called to invite Chan Ka-Chun to a charity gala.

This matter was spearheaded by Fok Ying-nam, and Chen Jiajun had to give him face.

So that evening, Chen Jiajun arrived at the hotel early in the morning and met with Fok Ying-nam.

"Brother Nan, what brings you here so early?" Chen Jiajun asked, somewhat puzzled.

Henry Fok smiled and said, "I heard you have some ideas about Hong Kong Telecom?" Chen Jiajun nodded, "I do have some ideas, but the Eastern Telegraph Company is not easy to negotiate with."

This incident almost drove Chen Jiajun to give up, and he didn't inquire about it for a long time.

It was only when Fok Ying-nam brought it up today that Chen Jiajun remembered it.

Huo Yingnan smiled and said to Chen Jiajun, "Could you tell me why you have this idea?"

Chen Jiajun didn't hide anything and said directly, "As you know, I recently started a company called Shenzhou Technology, right?"

Henry Fok nodded: "I know. Walkmans and MP3 players are selling very well. I heard they're quite popular among young people."

"I'm planning to fill the gap in the electronics industry," Chen Jiajun said with a smile. "I've bought a lot of patents from companies in the United States and Japan, and I plan to fill this gap."

Huo Yingnan said in surprise, "You've got guts, kid."

It's common knowledge that running a manufacturing business is difficult.

Especially in Hong Kong, otherwise the financial and real estate sectors wouldn't be so crazy.

Chen Jiajun's bold statement about filling this vacancy certainly has a pioneering spirit.
"But what does this have to do with your talk of acquiring Hong Kong Telecom?" Fok Ying-nam asked, somewhat puzzled.

Chen Jiajun spread his hands and said, "Recently, the laboratories in Brunei have developed a lot of technologies related to communications. I think mobile phones will definitely become mainstream in the future, so I want to make arrangements in advance."

"I don't want to develop the technology only to have the English hold me back in the telecommunications field. But I was too naive; HSBC is behind the Cable & Wireless, and I have connections with HSBC..."

At this point, Chen Jiajun shook his head.

Henry Fok immediately laughed: "That's quite a coincidence. I recently heard some news."

Chen Jiajun's heart skipped a beat, and he said to Huo Yingnan, "Brother Nan, why are you keeping me in suspense?"

"Haha, look how anxious you are," Huo Yingnan said with a laugh. "I heard that the Eastern Telegraph Bureau is planning to be split up."

Upon hearing Fok Ying-nam's words, Chen Jiajun was momentarily stunned: "Split up?"

“That’s right.” Huo Yingnan said with a smile, “After I heard that you were inquiring about the Eastern Telegraph Company, I helped you find out that the Eastern Telegraph Company is planning to split into four companies.”

Chen Jiajun laughed on the spot: "There's such a good thing?"

"That's why I arranged for you to meet with the people from the Eastern Telegraph Office today," Huo Yingnan said with a smile.

Chen Jiajun nodded and said, "Brother Nan, I won't bother with formalities. I have two bottles of good wine; I'll have someone bring them to you later."

Henry Fok waved his hand and said, "I was just doing this on someone's behalf."

Upon hearing Huo Yingnan's words, Chen Jiajun was taken aback: "Entrusted by someone?"

Henry Fok lowered his voice and said, "Hong Kong Telecom has a monopoly on the telecommunications industry in Hong Kong, and people back home don't want the company to fall into foreign hands."

Chen Jiajun's eyes lit up immediately. It would be best if there was help from his hometown.

"However, you're not the only one competing for this," Fok Ying-nam said, changing the subject to Chen Jiajun.

"Oh? Who else got involved?" Chen Jiajun asked, frowning.

"Who else could it be? A fence-sitter," Fok Ying-nam said with a disdainful look.

The "fence-sitter" that Fok Ying-nam was referring to was none other than Mr. Lee, the owner of Cheung Kong Holdings.

After all, the two had a long-standing feud, and left-wing businessmen like Fok Ying-nam held this Mr. Li in contempt.

Chen Jiajun said with some surprise, "Why would this old guy suddenly decide to get involved in the telecommunications industry?"

Henry Fok shook his head and said, "I don't know, it shouldn't be him. It's his second son."

"The idea from our hometown is that it doesn't matter which side gets it, they just don't want Hong Kong Telecom to fall into foreign hands. As for other matters, they don't want to get involved."

Chen Jiajun sighed and said, "I understand, this is going to be a tough battle."

Henry Fok could only spread his hands and say, "I can't interfere too much in this matter; you'll have to rely on yourself. But I heard you've made quite a bit of money overseas recently, so it shouldn't be a problem, right?"

Chen Jiajun gave a wry smile: "The more you earn, the more you spend, Brother Nan."

"Don't try to play the poor card with me, kid." Fok Ying-nan said irritably, "Don't think I don't know your style of doing things. You wouldn't have considered acquiring Hong Kong Telecom if you weren't confident."

"Hehe." Chen Jiajun simply smiled and didn't say anything more. (End of Chapter)