Hong Kong variety show: I Am a Tycoon

Faced with the Security Bureau's anger, even the Commissioner of Police, Choi Yuen-kei, had no choice but to back down.

The other party was representing Lu Minghua, the director of the Security Bureau.

If he dares to outwardly comply but inwardly defy him, then it will be Lu Minghua who comes looking for trouble next.

At this stage, Cai Yuanqi cannot afford to lose his position as the top player.

At least during his term, he absolutely cannot do that.

So he got up and led Kwong Chi-lap to the interrogation room.

At this moment, Chen Jiajun was still playing cards with his lawyer. When he saw Cai Yuanqi arrive, he still acted arrogantly, playing with the cards in his hand as he said to Cai Yuanqi, "Cai Yuanqi, right? I heard you wanted to chat with me, so I came over!"

Cai Yuanqi forced a smile and said, "Mr. Chen, this is a misunderstanding!"

"A misunderstanding?" Chen Jiajun looked at Kuang Zhili next to Cai Yuanqi with amusement and said, "The superintendent next to you before didn't tell me this!"

When he heard Chen Jiajun turn his attention to him, Kuang Zhili felt his hair stand on end.

He had previously acted so recklessly because he could rely on Cai Yuanqi to protect him.

But now that the Security Bureau has intervened, he doesn't think Cai Yuanqi can protect himself.

This sent a chill down Kwong Chi-lap's spine.

Cai Yuanqi wouldn't let Kuang Zhili be taken down by Chen Jiajun so easily. After all, Kuang Zhili was his confidant. If Chen Jiajun got rid of him, who would dare to work for Cai Yuanqi in the future?

So he braced himself and said to Chen Jiajun, "Young man is a bit impulsive in some things, please don't take it personally, Mr. Chen!"

Logically speaking, Cai Yuanqi had already acted humble enough.

Most wealthy people, out of respect for the Commissioner of Police, would probably let the matter drop and move on.

Unfortunately, who is Chen Jiajun?

He was quick to criticize even when the foreigners held an absolute advantage, let alone now.

So Chen Jiajun sneered and threw the playing cards in his hand at Cai Yuanqi's face, saying, "Cai Yuanqi, who the hell do you think you are! You think I'll let it go after you say a few nice words?"

"You schemed against the Huang family back home to cause me trouble, and even dared to issue an arrest warrant yourself. Do you think I'll just let this go?"

Cai Yuanqi considered himself the elite among the elite and often had a superior attitude.

But today, faced with Chen Jiajun's insults, he found himself powerless to do anything.

Chen Jiajun said coldly, "Remember this, I'm not done with you guys over this. Don't give me another chance, or else... hmph!"

With that, Chen Jiajun, accompanied by his two lawyers, swaggered out of the interrogation room.

Cai Yuanqi saw the scattered playing cards in front of him, and two of them were stuck in his collar.

Upon closer inspection, they discovered that the two cards were actually the Jokers from a deck of cards.

At this moment, Cai Yuanqi really did look a bit like a clown!
……

After leaving the house, Chen Jiajun went to a tea restaurant with Huang Dawen for breakfast.

I stormed out of the house this morning and haven't eaten anything yet.

After arriving at the tea restaurant, Chen Jiajun ordered a pork chop rice and a platter set meal and ate heartily. Huang Dawen had many things to do, so he left after finishing his meal.

After Chen Jiajun finished eating and drinking, he looked up and found that Li Wenbin had been sitting opposite him at some point.

"What brings you here, kid?" Chen Jiajun said casually, wiping his mouth with a napkin.

Li Wenbin said with a bitter face, "Uncle Chen, you haven't told me what it's about yet!"

Chen Jiajun shook his head speechlessly and said, "You're even worse than Li Shutang as a father. At least your father is always concerned about your safety. Aren't you worried about your son?"

"You mean Jiajun?" Li Wenbin immediately realized.

Li Jiajun successfully graduated from Longkou Police Academy and returned to Hong Kong. Now, following Li Wenbin's example, he started from the bottom and became a PTU officer, patrolling the streets all day.

In fact, based on Li Jiajun's qualifications, he could have started directly as a trainee inspector.

There's absolutely no need to go to a department like the PTU and be exposed to the elements.

Unfortunately, Li Jiajun is a typical son of Li Wenbin, and he's as stubborn as a mule, completely unreasonable.

Li Shutang and Li Jiajun could only let it be.

Upon hearing Chen Jiajun mention Li Jiajun's problem, Li Wenbin immediately became nervous: "You mean, those guys who were in contact with Li Jiajun before have reappeared?"

“It’s not that it’s reappeared, it’s been going on forever!” Chen Jiajun sneered. “They’re much more concerned than you, their father. They’ve never given up on contacting Li Jiajun all these years.”

"But... what does this have to do with this?" Li Wenbin asked, looking puzzled.

Chen Jiajun said helplessly, "Didn't you notice that while I was away, quite a few people in Hong Kong were making some underhanded moves?"

Chen Jiajun said that Li Wenbin really did have that feeling.

Recently, both the police force and the underworld seem to be showing signs of renewed activity.

Especially on the side of the underworld, although Chen Jiajun was a powerful figure in the entire underworld.

This has led to large, established gangs becoming hesitant to act freely, with many even transitioning to legitimate businesses.

However, Hong Kong has hundreds of thousands of gangsters and over a hundred triads of all sizes.

Although some died out, many still maintain the form of a club.

They dare to secretly touch things that large organizations dare not touch.

After all, making money through legitimate means requires money, connections, and relationships, but making money through shady means is much simpler.

Moreover, it's not just locals from Hong Kong; refugees from South Asia are also constantly pouring into Hong Kong.

This has also led to the emergence of a group of unstable factors.

Once there are too many people engaging in shady dealings, then the police will have to start working on it.

Chen Jiajun continued, "Then, connect these things together and see!"

Li Wenbin immediately realized the seriousness of the situation: "You mean... someone wants to target the police force..."

Chen Jiajun sneered and said, "It seems someone is treating the police force like their own plaything!"

"Ugh, what do I do?" Li Wenbin's mind was completely blank.

He's not a fool; on the contrary, he's very smart, but what he lacks is vision.

After all, Li Wenbin is only in his thirties, and he is destined not to have the broad vision of those old foxes.

As for Chen Jiajun, he's also in his early thirties? Well, who can blame him when Chen Jiajun is such a prodigy!
His intelligence department wasn't just sitting idly by, and although most of his memories of Hong Kong films had become hazy, he vaguely remembered this particular incident.

With the assistance of the intelligence department, a little investigation is all it takes.

Chen Jiajun said irritably, "What you need to worry about right now is your son. Don't let anyone target Jiajun and put you in a difficult situation. That's the only way to stay in a good position. As for other things, take it slow! The Security Bureau isn't that stupid to let these guys hiding in the shadows succeed so easily!"

Li Wenbin nodded: "I understand. I'll talk to Jiajun when I get home!"

"Hmph, since they want to test me, wouldn't it be disrespectful of them if I didn't fight back!" Chen Jiajun snorted coldly, then left the tea restaurant after the owner put the bill on.

……

Li Wenbin returned home with a head full of worries, just as Li Jiajun returned from patrol.

The father and son didn't have much in common, but remembering Chen Jiajun's reminder, Li Wenbin still said to Li Jiajun, "Jiajun, come here and have a drink with me!"

Looking at the table full of cold dishes, the only one was an omelet that had been fried.

Li Jiajun was speechless for a moment: "Dad, if you can't cook, then don't cook. I thought something in the house had burned!"

These words made Li Wenbin blush, and he said with a straight face, "It's good enough that there's anything to eat!" Li Jiajun sat down helplessly, poured his father a drink first, and then picked up a piece of cold dish bought outside and said, "Anything you want to ask me?"

Li Wenbin nodded and said, "I heard from Uncle Chen that someone has been contacting you?"

Li Jiajun nodded: "That's right, those guys are such idiots! They keep bragging to me about how great and democratic things are abroad, how even their breathing smells sweet! I really believed their lies!"

Li Wenbin was stunned; he hadn't expected Li Jiajun to react this way.

You should know that those foreigners are very good at brainwashing people; many people from Hong Kong universities have fallen for their tricks.

But Li Wenbin never expected that his son would be able to resist.

After all, Li Jiajun was just a young man who had just graduated from school.

Seeing Li Wenbin's bewildered expression, Li Jiajun explained, "Do you remember when I was studying in Longkou? One of my brothers came back from studying abroad!"

"Oh?" Li Wenbin immediately became interested: "What did he say?"

"Bullshit!" Li Jiajun sneered. "Those foreigners boast about themselves to the skies, but they're full of shit. Anyone who actually believes them will be met with a harsh reality check once they're out there!"

Hearing that Li Jiajun had his own ideas, Li Wenbin immediately felt relieved.

As long as my son isn't brainwashed, everything is negotiable.

“By the way, Dad, do you think… I could take this opportunity to infiltrate their ranks?” Li Jiajun asked tentatively.

As if stung, Li Wenbin slammed his fist on the table and roared, "No way! I won't allow you to go undercover!"

He hadn't forgotten what happened to the undercover agents he had sent into the gang.

If it weren't for Chen Jiajun's help, his best men would have been in a terrible state.

Li Jiajun was taken aback for a moment and said, "I was just going to mention it later, why are you so agitated?"

Li Wenbin realized he had lost his composure and quickly coughed twice, saying, "A police officer who goes undercover will be an inspector for life. Not to mention me, even your grandfather wouldn't let you do this!"

"Old stubborn fool!" Li Jiajun curled his lip and downed the wine in his glass in one gulp.

Putting aside the conflict between Li Wenbin and his son, Chen Jiajun also returned to the company and had the intelligence department begin an investigation.

"Target Cai Yuanqi and investigate everyone around him!" Chen Jiajun said coldly. "Since they were able to pull off something like this right under my nose, their identity must be extraordinary!"

Silva is quite old, but he is still very healthy.

He had handed over the international affairs to his apprentices, but the domestic affairs were still being handled by this old man.

It's fair to say that this old dog is the oldest person under Chen Jiajun's command.

Silva laughed and said, "Got it, boss!"

After Chen Jiajun gave the order, Hong Kong's intelligence agents immediately became active.

In particular, the spies who had infiltrated the upper echelons launched a detailed investigation into Cai Yuanqi.

Although Cai Yuanqi was very discreet, he couldn't withstand Chen Jiajun's intelligence department's meticulous investigation.

It was quickly discovered that Cai Yuanqi seemed to have some connection with a company.

Then, following the trail of this company, they found several people.

He should be considered the leader of several Hong Kong triads.

“Chou-zai, Hei-lao, Xin Ji-zhi. Li A-dong, Sa-po, and Yi-qun’s. This fat guy is called Fei-cheng, and Jing-li’s. Kou-shui-su, Que-ye, and Lian-sheng’s.”

His men quickly obtained the identities of these people and returned to report to Chen Jiajun.

"Wow, good heavens!" Chen Jiajun was taken aback when he saw these people's information: "They're all well-known figures in the gang! These guys are starting a company together? Or did they do it secretly without the gang's knowledge?"

“That’s right, the heads of all the major gangs are unaware of this company’s existence!” The intelligence officer nodded and said, “We have no idea what they’re up to!”

Chen Jiajun held the documents with a playful smile and said with a cold laugh, "The top cop in the Hong Kong police force is partnering with a bunch of triad bosses to start a company. If this gets out, it'll be a huge scandal! This is definitely a big fish!"

The intelligence officer immediately asked, "Should we hand this over to the newspaper?"

"Don't be so hasty. Right now, we can only say that Cai Yuanqi is colluding with these triad bosses, but we can't sentence him to death!" Chen Jiajun shook his head and said, "The most important thing now is to figure out what these people are doing!"

The intelligence officer shook his head and said, "These people run a travel company, specializing in tourism in their hometown and here. To be honest, I don't see what they're up to!"

“Then continue the investigation, dig deeper!” Chen Jiajun said coldly. “I don’t believe these people really run a travel company.”

"Understood, boss!" The intelligence officer nodded and turned to leave.

After speaking with the intelligence personnel, Chen Jiajun went to Li Shutang's home.

Li Shutang, this old fellow, now spends his days walking his birds, playing chess, and fishing, enjoying his happy retirement life.

After all, Li Wenbin's career was on the right track, and he had done everything he needed to do.

This old guy doesn't have to worry about anything except maintaining a few connections.

Seeing Chen Jiajun's sudden visit, he seemed a little surprised: "What brings you here?"

"What else could it be? It's about the Hong Kong police force, of course."

Chen Jiajun picked up his teacup and drank the tea in one gulp, making the old man Li Wenbin feel a pang of regret: "What a waste! This is good tea!"

"I'll have someone send you two jin later!" Chen Jiajun said nonchalantly. "How much do you know about Cai Yuanqi?"

"Cai Yuanqi?" Li Shutang asked, somewhat puzzled. "What's wrong with this kid?"

"What's wrong?" Chen Jiajun sneered. "I just got back from South Korea, and the very next day he invited me to the police station for coffee. So what?"

"Hiss?" Li Shutang said in surprise, "That shouldn't be! Where did this kid get such audacity?"

As a veteran police officer who has served in the Hong Kong Police Force for many years, Li Shutang knows everyone in the Hong Kong Police Force like the back of his hand.

Chen Jiajun came to find Li Shutang because he wanted to see what information the old man had about Cai Yuanqi.

Unfortunately, after frowning and thinking for a long time, Li Shutang said to Chen Jiajun, "This guy comes from an ordinary business family and doesn't have any special connections."

"No?" Now it was Chen Jiajun's turn to be stunned.

With such a mediocre resume, how was Cai Yuanqi able to become the top leader?

Nobody would believe I have no connections!

Li Shutang shook his head and said, "I've investigated this guy's background, and there's really nothing special about him. He just studied in England in his early years..."

"Wait, studying abroad?" Chen Jiajun suddenly remembered an organization.

This is what's known as a "brotherhood".

Fraternities originated in the United States or in institutions of higher learning such as the University of California, MIT.

It started as a small club, often used to praise or criticize one's teachers, or for academic discussions.

However, as is well known, the deep-seated flaws of the Anssa people quickly corrupted this otherwise pure organization.

Under the management of some wealthy family heirs, the fraternity quickly became a tool for a small group of rich young men to build connections and exchange resources.

Moreover, the entry requirements have changed from paying money to join to now requiring a special introduction.

These rich kids are very cunning; they use this threshold to select a poor student for their own use, or simply to bully the poor to satisfy their perverse desires.

As a result, whether we admit it or not, these brotherhoods have become a force to be reckoned with.

If we bring the matter back to the point, since Li Shutang said that Cai Yuanqi doesn't have any useful connections, then it's very likely that he made those connections himself.

The reason is easy to explain: this guy studied in England.

When you bring all these things together, things get interesting. (End of Chapter)