Hong Kong variety show: I Am a Tycoon

The next day, in a hotel.

A group of people met with members of the California Chinese Chamber of Commerce.

"What did Mr. Chen say?" someone asked Fang Ping impatiently.

Fang Ping shook his head and said, "No reply. Looks like they're not very interested!"

"This guy is so arrogant?" another person said coldly, raising an eyebrow.

Fang Ping said calmly, "He has the right to be arrogant. He's built up so many businesses in such a short time, which is something that not everyone can do. I've done my research, and his Guojun Group has total assets of around 10 billion US dollars. It's normal that he doesn't want to play with us."

"Billions in assets are in Hong Kong, this is America!" the man with droopy eyes said coldly. "If he's a dragon, he'll coil up; if he's a tiger, he'll cower in his den! If he doesn't agree, we'll force him to agree! He's just a businessman!"

Fang Ping said irritably, "He comes from a triad background and is the leader of the Hung Hing triad, which controls both Hong Kong and Macau. Do you think he'll be afraid of you if you're involved in the underworld?"

Upon hearing Fang Ping's words, everyone immediately became anxious: "What should we do? The businesses this guy owns are very important to us."

“We can only plot slowly! Anyway, Chen Jiajun can’t stay in America all the time; he has his own company to manage. We can keep an eye on his deputy!” Fang Ping said calmly.

Although the others were very unwilling, they knew that they would not be a match for Chen Jiajun if they tried to fight him head-on, so they could only nod and agree.

……

At this time, in Washington, Leland.

The church spent a great deal of effort but finally managed to quell the rebellion brought by James.

Although it took a lot of time, I finally had the time to settle accounts with Chen Jiajun.

So he took his men and went directly to the American branch of Guojun Security Company in the suburbs of San Francisco.

Barney and the others have returned from Valinna Island.

Unfortunately, he did not bring Sandra back.

Barney finally saw it clearly: Sandra was a woman who valued her people more than love.

So there was no response to Barney at all.

This made Barney very depressed, and even after returning to the base he had dreamed of, he still spent his days drowning his sorrows in alcohol.

Christmas comforted him, saying, "Hey buddy, take it easy. Maybe she thinks that an old guy like you, over fifty, can't bring her sexual happiness?"

Barney was so angry at this jerk that he laughed. He gave Christmas the middle finger and said, "Thank you so much! You're really good at comforting people!"

Just as the group of brothers were drinking and fooling around, the irritable voice of the "Black Beauty" who worked as a receptionist and general helper at the door came through the walkie-talkie: "Barney, someone's looking for you! It's the FBI!"

Barney frowned: "What does the FIB want with us? We have proper licenses!"

“Why don’t we go and see for ourselves?” Christmas stood up and said to Barney.

Barney nodded, put down the jug covered in skulls, and got up to go to the hall.

Upon arriving at the hall, he saw the one person he least wanted to see: the church.

When the church saw Barney Ross come down, a sinister grin immediately appeared on his face: "Barney Ross, long time no see! Do you remember what I told you back then?"

Barney spread his hands and said, "So what? I didn't complete the mission, so I'll just pay you double the hiring fee."

The church, gritting its teeth, said coldly, "This isn't about money anymore!"

He then gave his subordinate a wink, and the subordinate immediately pulled out his badge and said, "FBI, please assist us in investigating a criminal case. Also, this company must cease operations until the case is resolved!"

Barney's face immediately darkened, but Christmas casually remarked, "You have no right to shut this place down. We have licenses!"

The church staff member said coldly with a stern face, "Even with a license, you can't break the law!"

"Do you think we're illiterate? Show me your court injunction! Otherwise, you bastard!" Christmas's expression changed, and he said sharply.

The church sneered and said, "What? Do you want to arrest me?"

Barney didn't speak to Christmas, but the others had already taken up arms.

Just when tensions were running high, a savior finally arrived.

Chen Jiajun, accompanied by his lawyer and a police officer, arrived at the headquarters of Guojun Security Company.

When Barney learned that the church was causing trouble, he had already secretly informed Chen Jiajun.

After all, Chen Jiajun had previously said that he had a way to deal with the church, so Barney and Christmas were trying their best to stall for time.
Now things are much better; their savior has arrived, and they no longer need to deal with that troublesome church.

"So you're the Church!" Chen Jiajun said with a smile, looking at the bald man in front of him. "I heard you got beaten up badly in Mexico!" The Church's face immediately darkened: "How did you find out about that?"

Chen Jiajun didn't answer, but smiled and said to the lawyer beside him, "Sir, can the FBI shut down a qualified private security contractor without a court injunction?"

The lawyer laughed loudly and said, "Of course not, that's illegal!"

Chen Jiajun raised an eyebrow and said calmly, "Did you hear that? The FBI is a professional agency; they certainly wouldn't do something like this, knowingly breaking the law. I have every reason to suspect these people are impersonating the FBI!"

The group from the church were certainly not FBI agents; they just liked to often operate domestically under the guise of the FBI.

After all, the CIA does not have law enforcement powers within the United States.

However, the two leaders have a good relationship, so it's just a matter of exchanging pleasantries.

But the San Francisco Police Department sees it differently!

They never paid any attention to the FBI and operated independently. Now that they see someone trying to target their financial backer, the San Francisco Police Department naturally won't agree.

Several police officers immediately walked up to the church and said coldly, "I didn't hear any FBI agents coming down to investigate. Show me your identification!"

"You..." The church was furious. He hadn't expected that Chen Jiajun, this bastard, had been in America for so long, yet he had mastered the rules of America so well. He was now in a difficult position!
Chen Jiajun looked at the church with a cold smile, the provocation obvious.

The group from the church were already violating regulations by impersonating the FBI to enforce the law within the United States, so naturally they couldn't confront the San Francisco Police Department directly.

He could only point at Chen Jiajun and say fiercely, "This isn't over between us!"

Having said that, he turned and left.

Chen Jiajun then called out to the church, "Wait, Mr. George, can we talk for a moment?"

The church sneered and said, "What, are you planning to back down?"

Chen Jiajun smiled mysteriously, then lowered his voice and said to the church, "Aren't you curious about who helped you deal with James's people back in Mexico?"

The church was startled and almost cried out.

However, being a CIA agent, he quickly calmed down and coldly said to Chen Jiajun, "Why are you doing this? Are you trying to curry favor with me?"

Chen Jiajun scoffed disdainfully, "You think you're worthy? I just want to tell you, I can save you, and I can kill you! Don't fucking mess with me again, or you'll be facing more than just a perilous trip to Mexico! I have at least ten ways to kill you, and you believe me, that the CIA won't be able to find anything about you?"

Hearing Chen Jiajun's emotionless threat, the church felt a chill run down its spine.

If it were someone else, he would just ignore them, since he'd heard that kind of threat at least eighty times, if not a hundred!
But Chen Jiajun's threat is truly different.

He could accurately recount what happened to the church and their team in Mexico, and he even knew that his opponent was that bastard James, which meant that it was very likely that the current situation was caused by this guy.

The church official, his face grim, asked, "Did you orchestrate this?"

Chen Jiajun simply smiled and said, "Guess?"

"Very well, don't let me get my chance!" the church said menacingly.

Chen Jiajun retorted, not to be outdone, "I'll say the same to you. If there's a next time, I'll make you CIA rats see the light of day on the international stage! I've heard that it's common for your CIA to shoot someone eight times in the back and then declare it suicide. Why don't you try it on me!"

"Madman!" the church man cursed, then immediately left with his men.

After the church was closed, Chen Jiajun thanked one of the police superintendents who had come to help: "Thank you for your help, Superintendent Cole."

Cole smiled and shook hands with Chen Jiajun, then lowered his voice and said, "Those people seem to be from some kind of secret organization. Even if they're not from the FBI, they're probably from some classified unit. Mr. Chen, you should be careful!"

"Thank you for reminding me, I know what I'm doing! They shouldn't dare to mess with me again!" Chen Jiajun said with a smile.

"That's good!" Cole smiled, then turned and left.

After everyone else had left, Barney finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Boss, if you hadn't come, we really would have been fighting the CIA today!"

Chen Jiajun smiled and said, "I'll take care of this for you, don't worry! The CIA shouldn't dare to cause you any more trouble for a while!"

Barney and the others were also very curious about what Chen Jiajun had said to the church that made those damned CIA bastards leave with livid faces.

However, someone who could handle the CIA was clearly no ordinary person. Barney suppressed his curiosity and then invited Chen Jiajun into the office.

Barney did a pretty good job during this period; at least he didn't let the company get to the point where it couldn't make ends meet.

This was an unexpected bonus for a suicide squad whose members were all reckless and impulsive.

After learning about the branch office's situation, Chen Jiajun decided to leave. Who had time to drink with a bunch of rough men? Wouldn't it be more comfortable to go back and reconnect with Monica? (End of Chapter)