Hong Kong variety show: I Am a Tycoon

Chapter 49 Don’t forget your original intention
After recording the entire process, Chen Jiajun wasn't finished: "I'll have someone secretly film the transaction tomorrow. You don't have any objections, do you?"

Fei Hong raised his head with a miserable expression: "Even if this happens, Hung Hing won't let me off the hook, will they?"

“Hung Hing might not let you off the hook. But if you don’t do it for me, I’ll kill you right now!” Chen Jiajun said coldly, releasing the safety and fiddling with his Browning pistol.

Fei-hung, who came from Tsz Wan Shan, rarely gets into fights, let alone involves guns.
He definitely chickened out when he saw this thing!

Fei Hong trembled and gritted his teeth again, saying, "Brother Jun, if Hung Hing wants to get rid of me, you must protect me."

"Don't worry, you know Ah Kun, right? You can rest assured about this little thing!"

At this moment, Chen Jiajun was in an extremely good mood: "By the way, Brother Feihong! Your little brother damaged my car when he stole it, so it's not unreasonable for me to ask for some compensation, is it?"

"Not at all, not at all, Brother Jun, you're right."

Fei Hong was filled with remorse. Only now did he realize what kind of person he had offended.

This guy is a complete devil.

Chen Jiajun looked at his brothers and said, "I heard your men are pretty good at stealing cars. Look at my brothers, many of them don't even have a car. You know what I mean?"

Hear the words.

Fei Hong was on the verge of tears, because stealing cars was his main source of income.

But at this moment, Fei Hong could still tell whether human life or money was more important.

He nodded hastily: "Okay, then I'll take you to choose a car."

Fei Hong's warehouse wasn't far from here. It looked unremarkable from the outside, but once the garage was opened, Chen Jiajun was dazzled by the sight of all kinds of cars.

Chen Jiajun's eyes lit up, and he waved his hand, saying, "Brothers, since Fei Hong is so generous, we can't be polite. Everyone, pick whatever you like! Don't give Fei Hong any face! Come on, pick whatever you want!"

"yes, Sir!"

The group of young demon slaves understood and rushed into the warehouse like wolves, driving out the cars one by one.

Watching the cars being driven away by the young demon slaves, Fei Hong's heart was bleeding, bleeding!

Soon, the entire warehouse was completely empty.

Chen Jiajun looked at Fei Hong with bright eyes. The reputation of Chang Le was indeed well-deserved, its foundation was so rich.

He wanted to see if he could squeeze some more out of him: "Brother Feihong, I'm a little short on cash lately. If you consider me a brother, could you lend me some money to spend?"

Fei Hong practically knelt before Chen Jiajun: "Fine!"

"Two million! My entire fortune is here, please let me go, I promise I'll arrange everything perfectly for you tomorrow, Brother Jun!"

"Feihong, I'm very satisfied with your performance today. Let's go!" After receiving the 200 million yuan in cash, Chen Jiajun left satisfied.

On this trip, Chen Jiajun extorted a full 200 ​​million yuan from Chang Le Fei Hong, along with all sorts of luxury cars worth millions, so that the young demon slaves could also drive nice cars.

What pleased him even more was the unexpected surprise from Boss B.

Indeed, in the underworld, extortion and robbery are still the fastest ways to make money...

Looking back on my time in Hong Kong, aside from being a triad member's accountant, borrowing money, extorting, and robbing... I don't think I've ever actually made any money properly.

Hey.

This world.

It's so filthy.

Even I, a model young man of the 21st century, have been corrupted.

In addition, Chen Jiajun also took in Xiao Jieba, and Fei Hong had no objection to this, giving it her full support.

He had no other intentions; he just didn't want to benefit Chan Ho-nam.

Back in Wan Chai, facing the young demon slave, Chen Jiajun pointed at Little Stutterer and said, "Her name is Little Stutterer. From now on, she'll be with me. I can't let her be bullied, do you all understand?"

On the top floor of the Guojun Building, besides Wang Bao's office, there was also a luxuriously furnished apartment that Wang Bao used to rest in. It was fully furnished and had been taken over by Chen Jiajun.

As for the "thousand-square-foot mansion" in Wan Chai that he snatched from Big Mouth Fei, Chen Jiajun hasn't lived there at all during this period.

In his eyes, apart from villas, none of these thousand-square-foot mansions in Hong Kong can be called mansions.

A thousand feet is less than a hundred square meters.

Today, Wan Chai is undergoing rapid changes, with several high-rise buildings under construction opposite the Kwok Chun Building.

These are the property development rights for nine MTR stations along Hong Kong Island, acquired through a joint bid by several major conglomerates in Hong Kong. The entire development plan includes eight commercial buildings and 8000 residential properties, with a total building area of ​​700,000 square meters.

These properties are all located in prime commercial locations, and with the added benefit of the subway, they can be considered the largest project in Hong Kong at present!

Upon seeing these construction sites, Chen Jiajun's eyes lit up immediately; he had not forgotten his original intention of summoning the young demon slaves.

He now has nearly a thousand men under his command, most of whom do nothing all day except guard the premises.

I have an unreleased amount of energy every day.

And construction sites are exactly where they want to go!

Moreover, once you've become proficient on construction sites, you can eventually acquire land yourself, start your own construction company, and do real estate!
Thinking of this, Chen Jiajun quickly called Dum and Old Evil, and led several hundred young demon slaves, along with shovels, spades, wrenches and other tools, and marched in a grand procession toward a building under construction.

A large group of muscular, oddly-looking men, along with an incredibly handsome young man, walked with an air of ignorance and disregard for family and food, which has long been a unique sight in Causeway Bay and Wan Chai.

Chen Nanlu, the site manager of Hang Lung Group, knew something bad was about to happen as soon as he saw this unique sight!

Yes!

Chen Nanlu had long heard of the famous Hung Hing's handsome young man, Jun. As the person in charge of the construction site, he had to understand the underground forces in Wan Chai, otherwise the construction project would be difficult to carry out. He had dealt with Wang Bao before.

Because Hang Lung Group is one of the top five real estate developers in Hong Kong, Wang Bao was very respectful and courteous.

Unexpectedly... the newly appointed handsome Jun is so disrespectful!
snort!
We, Hang Lung Group, are not to be trifled with!

Our Chen family is not to be trifled with!

While his mind was thinking this, his body betrayed him. Chen Nanlu greeted them with a smile, took out cigarettes and offered them to everyone: "Brother Jun! I'm the person in charge of the construction site. My surname is Chen, Chen Nanlu."

"I have long admired Brother Jun's great reputation."

"How about this, we'll contribute 100,000 yuan each month from now on, as a way of treating you all to tea, okay?"

Although Hang Lung Group is a meat-producing company, Chen Nanlu didn't want to affect the group's project progress. He knew that the group's funds were tied up here, and the sooner the building was completed and the funds were returned, the more important it was for him, the site manager, to consider.

For Hang Lung Group, anything that can be dealt with with a small amount of money is not a big deal.

If all else fails, we can just have Chairman Chen of Hang Lung Group step in.

Chen Jiajun: ...

What he really wanted to say was that he was there to help the young demon slaves with their work.

Why do these people always misunderstand and insist on paying him protection money?

Of course, they still wanted to collect the 100,000 yuan protection fee: "What protection fee? We don't collect protection fees, this is a street cleaning fee."

A large group of young demon slaves rolled up their sleeves, revealing muscles even stronger than Schwarzenegger's, and gestured while shouting:

"that is!"

"You look down on us?"

(End of this chapter)