Hong Kong variety show: I Am a Tycoon

Chapter 47 Flying Goose of Tsz Wan Shan

After discussing the counterfeit goods with Thirteen Sister, Han Bin, and Liang Kun, Chen Jiajun kept Liang Kun behind.

Chen Jiajun took out a pack of Marlboro cigarettes and handed one to Liang Kun: "Ah Kun, do you have any money left? It has to be clean money."

Liang Kun looked up in surprise. "Damn it, they've already given you 1000 million!"

Handsome Jun! Have some decency!

As for how Chen Jiajun addresses him, he changed from "Brother Kun" to "Ah Kun".

He didn't care, after all, Chen Jiajun's territory and strength were now almost the same as his.

At this moment, Chen Jiajun comforted him, saying, "Don't be nervous. I have a way to make money. I want to show you how I, Lanzi Jun, am capable, so you won't worry!"

"Quick money, how fast?" Liang Kun immediately felt relieved.

Chen Jiajun explained in detail: "Have you heard about the stock market? A company called Jia Ning recently acquired the Golden Gate Building from the Landmark Group."

"Stop keeping me in suspense, just tell me already." Liang Kun became interested as soon as he heard that.

Chen Jiajun said, "I have inside information. If you put your money with me, I'll invest it, and it will double in the next few months. It's all clean money. Are you in or not?"

Those who make money through illegal means are arguably the group with the most cash in all of Hong Kong.

Chen Jiajun was helping Liang Kun make money, so naturally he had to give him a little reward to prevent him from getting into trouble later.

Of course, it's impossible for me to genuinely help him make money; I'd take the lion's share, and the rest would be Liang Kun's.

Using other people's money to do great things—that's Chen Jiajun's motto!

"Damn, where did you get this news from?" Liang Kun looked Chen Jiajun up and down, not believing that Chen Jiajun could receive such a message about finding money.

Chen Jiajun poured Liang Kun a full cup of tea: "I have connections. In this day and age, chasing fans is outdated. I treat you like a brother now. Let's see if you have the guts."

“How about this, I still have 1000 million, clean. Which company did they acquire?” Liang Kun hesitated for a moment before asking.

Chen Jiajun said, "I can't tell you about this company. To prevent the news from leaking out, how could such a big company as Jiaming Group not go public? As for the money, you can transfer it to me. If you're not comfortable with that, I'll mortgage the Guojun Building to you. That should put your mind at ease, right?"

"What are you going to do with me as collateral? Here's what we'll do: I'll send someone to transfer the money to you tomorrow, and you can just write me an IOU. I'll trust you this once!"

At that moment, Liang Kun had no more doubts, not for any other reason than for the name "Handsome Jun".

Liang Kun wholeheartedly agrees with Chen Jiajun's talk about the counterfeit goods business.

Just then, a young demon underling ran in and whispered a few words to Chen Jiajun.

Chen Jiajun frowned slightly upon hearing this, then stood up and said to Liang Kun, "Ah Kun, I won't entertain you any longer, I have some urgent business to attend to."

Liang Kun nodded, waved his hand and said, "Alright, I'm going to find a girl to relieve my pent-up desire. I'll give you the amount tomorrow."

"Row!"

Arrived at the office of the Heaven on Earth nightclub.

As soon as Chen Jiajun entered the room, he saw this scene.

Several menacing-looking young demon slaves dressed in security guard uniforms stood with their arms crossed, staring at a corner of the room.

In the corner, a shifty-looking fellow, his face bruised and swollen, cowered there, trembling.

"Brother, he's the one who stole our car."

As one of the young demon slaves spoke, he kicked the shifty-eyed thief.

"Ouch!" the thief cried out, clutching his head and pleading, "Brothers, I was wrong! I'll never do it again! Hung Hing bosses, I'm Brother Cheung Lok, and my boss is Cheung Lok Fei Hung! Please, have mercy on me!"

"Chang Le Fei Hong is your elder brother?"

Chen Jiajun sat down and asked with great interest.

As the saying goes, snakes have their ways, rats have their ways, and the Eight Immortals each display their unique abilities when crossing the sea.

Among all the triads in Hong Kong, Hung Hing mainly made a living by collecting protection money and running venues, while Wong Po and Black Water Keung made a living by selling drugs. Of course, there was also an ancient profession: making a living by stealing.

Fei Hong from Changle mainly made a living by stealing. He would steal anything of value, and stealing cars was their main source of income. They would not sell the stolen cars in Hong Kong, but instead sell them to the mainland and overseas, making huge profits with no initial investment.

Unexpectedly, this clueless young man from Chang Le stole from him.

Coincidentally, he bought stocks during this period and became extremely poor.

"What do you call this? This is like having someone deliver a pillow when you're sleepy." "Yes, yes, my big brother is Fei Hong, a big shot. It's just a matter of helping out in an emergency. You haven't suffered any losses yet." The henchman felt more confident after seeing that Chen Jiajun had heard of his boss's name.

Chen Jiajun smiled upon hearing this, walked up to the Chang Le underling, looked down at him with an air of superiority, then slapped him across the face and threw the cell phone at him: "Call your boss now, hurry up!"

After a moment's hesitation, the younger brother from Chang Le picked up the mobile phone.

"Brother Fei-hung, I've been detained by Hung Hing men in Causeway Bay, please..."

"Are you made of shit? Can't you be a little smarter?"

"I...I'm also acting on behalf of the club..."

Chen Jiajun snatched the mobile phone: "Chang Le Fei Hong?"

"you are?"

"Who I am is not important, just bring the money to ransom me."

"You son of a bitch, kid, who are you with?"

"Who's the brat? I'm your father!"

"Watch your mouth, who do you think you are! I know Causeway Bay's Big B very well! If it's nothing serious, just let them go!"

Chen Jiajun smiled and said, "I am Chen Jiajun."

"I know you, you rascal Jun, you used to hang out with the big boss! Everyone else was his lackey, so you became his lackey too. Why are you so clueless? Release him right now!" Fei Hong roared.

Fei Hong came from Ciyun Mountain, a remote and impoverished area where information was scarce. In addition, Fei Hong's business did not involve much fighting, so he was often late in gathering information about the martial arts world.

"If you say that again when you see me, then I'll consider you awesome."

"Anyone can say nice things!"

"Great, I like people who are assertive. I hope you'll be assertive later too."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Jiajun said coldly, "Old Evil, you stay here and guard the house. The rest of you, gather your men and come with me to Chang Le's territory."

Doom stood up, puffed out his chest, and said to the young demon slaves, "You scum, did you hear me!"

For a while.

At the Kwok Chun Building in Wan Chai, and several venues on Hennessy Road, the young demon slaves received the news and quickly walked out of the doors, the scene orderly.

"Squeak~"

Several braking sounds rang out in succession, and five or six cars stopped at the entrance. Chen Jiajun climbed into the driver's seat of the Mercedes SUV.

The ferocious and ugly-looking young demon slaves opened the car doors and filed in.

As for the young brother Chang Le, he was tied up and thrown into the bed of the Mercedes SUV. Several young demon slaves, whose arms were thicker than his thighs, also jumped into the vehicle one by one.

A group of people drove aggressively toward the Kowloon Peninsula.

……

at the same time.

The once-glorious nightclub was now deserted and empty.

Chang Le Fei Hong called Boss B, cursing, "Boss B, that Jun is such a jerk! How did you teach your underlings? My men stole one of their cars, and he's trying to blackmail me? We're all in this together, is this some kind of thing to do?"

"Feihong! You're out of touch. Ah Jun isn't the same rascal he used to be anymore. Go and gather some information!" Boss B, smoking and drinking foreign liquor, was quite drunk.

Fei Hong continued cursing, "Damn it! So what? I'm just letting you know. If he doesn't release him, I won't give you any face!"

"I'm no longer his boss, it has nothing to do with me." Boss B shook his head.

Chang Le Fei Hong was completely unaware of the situation.

But then, Big Boss B's eyes lit up. He said, "By the way, I'll give you a business opportunity. It just depends on whether you have the guts!"

“What?” Fei Hong asked.

Boss B, puffing on a cigarette, said with a menacing glint in his eyes, "He's leading several carloads of men on his way to you. If you take him out for me, I'll give you 200 million!"

(End of this chapter)