Hong Kong variety show: I Am a Tycoon

He returned to Hong Kong silently on a private jet, without attracting anyone's attention.

After all, ousting Cai Yuanqi from the top spot had attracted a lot of attention.

"Jun, why have you been appearing and disappearing so mysteriously lately?"

Inside the Chinese Chamber of Commerce building, Henry Fok couldn't help but ask Chen Jiajun, who was drinking tea, a question.

Chen Jiajun shook his head and said, "I need to keep a low profile lately, or I'll get into trouble."

"Who could possibly cause you trouble?" Huo Yingnan asked, looking puzzled.

Chen Jiajun sighed: "Lu Minghua."

"Huh?" Huo Yingnan asked with a puzzled look, "Why would a security bureau chief like him cause you trouble?"

Chen Jiajun said helplessly, "I did some things too aggressively, which aroused his suspicion!"

"About the Commissioner of Police last time?" Fok Ying-nam asked tentatively.

Chen Jiajun nodded: "What else could it be? This Cai Yuanqi belongs to an organization called the Brotherhood. Although they haven't shown anything yet, they have a lot of influence, especially in politics."

"Hiss!" Huo Yingnan gasped. "Didn't you say you never get involved in this kind of thing? Why did you get involved?"

Chen Jiajun gave a wry smile and said, "I just couldn't help it!"

"You!" Huo Yingnan was speechless for a moment: "You're good in every way, except for your gangster-like air."

Chen Jiajun spread his hands and said, "Who doesn't know I'm a gangster? Looks like I'll never change! I want to get involved in anything I can't stand!"

Huo Yingnan knew Chen Jiajun's personality, and opened his mouth but didn't know how to persuade him.

If Chen Jiajun hadn't taken care of things, Fok Ying-nam would never have associated with this young junior.

This was an advantage for Chen Jiajun when Hong Kong was still in the hands of the British.

And now, you could say it's a drawback.

After all, a region cannot be stable without constant unsettling factors.

Since Chan Ka-Chun was able to use methods to oust the police chief today, will he use the same methods on others tomorrow?

Chen Jiajun is feared by others, and it's all his own doing.

Chen Jiajun laughed and said, "Forget it, I'd better avoid dealing with these government officials in the future."

Huo Yingnan said irritably, "I'm afraid you won't be able to hold back!"

After having tea with Henry Fok at the clubhouse, Chan Ka-Chun went home.

He Tian'er stayed home reading, while the other two women went out shopping.

"You're back?" He Tian'er gave Chen Jiajun a hug, then said to him, "By the way, a young man named Li Jiajun is looking for you, saying he has something important to discuss."

"Jiajun?" Chen Jiajun asked, somewhat surprised. "This kid is looking for me?"

Chen Jiajun knew that this kid had joined the Hong Kong Police Force and was now working in the PTU department.

I just didn't expect what this kid wanted from me.

Generally speaking, if this kid had any problems, he should have come to me through his father, Li Wenbin.

He Tian'er nodded: "I told him you hadn't come back, and he left! I heard he's Li Wenbin's son?"

Chen Jiajun nodded: "Did he say how to contact him?"

He Tian'er nodded: "He said if you come back, go to the tea restaurant you often go to at six o'clock in the evening. He patrols that area every day."

"Okay!" Chen Jiajun said, preparing to leave.

At that moment, He Tian'er grabbed Chen Jiajun's tie and said with a seductive look in her eyes, "You just got back and you're already going out? Did you forget something?"

Chen Jiajun glanced at his watch and sneered, "Little girl, I think you're playing with fire! There are still two hours left, enough time to teach you a lesson!"

At 6 p.m., Chen Jiajun arrived at the tea restaurant to wait for Li Jiajun to appear.

Having just taught He Tian'er a lesson, I had used up a lot of my energy, so I just ordered a few dishes and started eating.

Before Chen Jiajun could finish eating, he saw Li Jiajun walk into the store wearing a police uniform.

A quick glance around the store revealed Chen Jiajun sitting in the corner.

A look of joy appeared on Li Jiajun's face, but he did not speak to Chen Jiajun immediately.

He simply nodded to Chen Jiajun and then turned and walked out of the shop.

Chen Jiajun acted as if he hadn't seen anything and continued to enjoy his dinner.

After finishing his meal and chatting with the owner of the tea restaurant for a while, Li Jiajun changed into casual clothes and sat down in front of Chen Jiajun.

"Uncle!" Li Jiajun said excitedly, "You're finally back!"

Chen Jiajun said casually, "I heard you have something to discuss with me?"

“It is indeed something important.” Li Jiajun looked around, then lowered his voice and said, “It’s not convenient to talk about it here.”

Chen Jiajun nodded, then said to the shop owner, "Give this kid something to eat."

Li Jiajun did not refute, and after the food was served, he wolfed it down.

After finishing their meal, Chen Jiajun took Li Jiajun to his car.

After all, tea restaurants are places with many people and distractions; they're not the place to discuss business.

The driver took them to the pier by the sea, and Chen Jiajun led Li Jiajun out of the car: "Your grandfather and I discussed business here back then. Hehe, can you imagine? An assistant commissioner of police, a high-ranking official at the level of a military commissioner, and a low-level gangster, in that kind of environment, joined forces to discuss how to take down the high-ranking foreigners in England."

Li Jiajun's expression was somewhat strange. After all, a man who looked about the same age as him was recounting his past glory with his grandfather, which always made Li Jiajun feel a sense of disconnect.

So Li Jiajun said helplessly, "Uncle, you should have told my grandfather about this when you were fishing!"

Chen Jiajun slapped Li Jiajun on the back of the head in an annoyed tone: "You brat, I was just expressing my feelings. Who's like your grandpa, spending all day walking birds and fishing!"

Li Jiajun chuckled, then said mysteriously, "Uncle, guess what I've been up to lately?"

Chen Jiajun curled his lip and said, "What else could he have done but join the fraternity without your dad's knowledge?"

"How did you know?" Li Jiajun asked in shock. "Did you also plant someone in the Brotherhood?"

Chen Jiajun said speechlessly, "Just look at your dad's sour face and you'll know."

As he spoke, Chen Jiajun pointed behind Li Jiajun.

Li Jiajun turned around and saw his father walking towards him with a dark expression.

Li Jiajun immediately turned around and hid behind Chen Jiajun, fearing that Li Wenbin would beat him up.

You should know that Li Wenbin learned fighting from the old prison guard. Even though he hasn't fought in many years, he can still beat up a son without any problem.

Besides, would Li Jiajun dare to fight back? So this kid has no choice but to find a backer for himself.

When Chen Jiajun saw the father and son, he immediately laughed: "Alright, Wenbin, this kid has already infiltrated the Brotherhood, so don't beat him up!"

Li Wenbin yelled at Li Jiajun, "You good-for-nothing, do you know what you're doing?"

Li Jiajun said with his neck stiff, "These fraternity members collude with other countries and have wolfish ambitions. They want to seize high positions in Hong Kong's political arena. I certainly won't let them succeed! This is something every Hong Konger should do."

Upon hearing Li Jiajun's words, Chen Jiajun's expression turned somewhat strange.

It seems that sending Li Jiajun to his hometown to study at the police academy was the right thing to do. At least this kid wasn't brainwashed by the Englishmen like in another timeline.

Li Wenbin was furious: "This is not something you should be doing."

“I’m over twenty, an adult. I know what I’m doing, it’s none of your business!” Li Jiajun yelled back. Seeing the situation escalating between father and son, Chen Jiajun stepped in to smooth things over: “Alright, both of you, quiet down!”

“Uncle Chen, you don’t know this kid…” Li Wenbin wanted to say something, but when he saw Chen Jiajun’s eyes, he could only shut his mouth.

After the two had quieted down, Chen Jiajun spoke up: "Since Jiajun has already infiltrated the Brotherhood, quitting now would arouse suspicion, so let's just say it's a good thing! I'll send people to protect this kid's safety and give him some life-saving gadgets!"

Upon hearing Chen Jiajun's words, Li Wenbin finally showed a look of joy.

Li Wenbin had heard from Li Shutang that Chen Jiajun had some special abilities that could save his life, and if Chen Jiajun were willing to do so, then his worries could be resolved.

Then Chen Jiajun said to Li Jiajun, "Your father is worried about your safety. You are the only son in the Li family, and your mother passed away early. What if something happens to you?"

"Also, since you say you're an adult, you should be handling your relationship with your father properly, instead of arguing like this! It just makes you seem immature!"

After hearing this, Li Jiajun could only lower his head and obediently apologize to his father.

Seeing that the father and son had reconciled, Chen Jiajun said with a smile, "Alright, you two can go back and deal with things slowly. Let's hear what news Jiajun got first! You seem so smug!"

Upon hearing this, Li Jiajun immediately smiled: "Uncle, this is great news! Have you heard of the Aimin Society?"

Chen Jiajun nodded: "I've heard that you've won over quite a few regional councilors, right?"

Li Jiajun nodded: "The leader of the Aimin Society is Zeng Guoshan. This guy is a member of the Brotherhood, and his status is not low."

"Huh? Is that so?" Chen Jiajun's expression turned serious.

It should be noted that although the Aimin Association is not very powerful, it has a great reputation within the Financial Secretary.

He even controls several foundations.

In other words, the foundation held by this Love the People Association is very likely to provide funds to the Brotherhood.

No wonder they didn't do anything after Chen Jiajun took down one of their laundry detergent sales lines last time.

At the time, Chen Jiajun suspected that the Brotherhood's funding sources were definitely not limited to this one.

Now that we've heard Li Jiajun's words, it's confirmed.

Chen Jiajun had no idea how to deal with the Aimin Association.

But Li Jiajun continued, "Uncle, you don't know, that old fellow Zeng Guoshan has recently gotten himself into trouble!"

"What's the trouble?" Chen Jiajun asked, frowning.

Li Jiajun said with a hint of amusement, "Isn't it all because this old guy's son got into a conflict with the daughter of his Aiminhui's financial backer and killed her!"

"Huh?" Chen Jiajun was dumbfounded after hearing this: "There are such idiots?"

"He's just that stupid!" Li Jiajun said with a laugh. "This old man had a son late in life and spoiled him rotten, causing such a mess. Now he's busy covering it up!"

Upon hearing Li Jiajun's words, Chen Jiajun immediately realized that this was indeed a good opportunity.

If members of the fraternity want to seize high positions in the Hong Kong government, they will definitely need to use a lot of money to do so.

Neither bribery nor appeasement can be done without money.

If their funding sources dry up, it will inevitably have a significant impact on their future plans.

Thinking of this, Chen Jiajun asked Li Jiajun, "What's the situation now?"

Li Jiajun scratched his head and said, "Zeng Guoshan's son, Zeng Zhiwei, hired people to handle the scene and even found a scapegoat to take the blame for him. They are all trying their best to cover up the truth and dare not let Guo Shirong, the financial backer of their Aimin Association, know."

Chen Jiajun immediately laughed: "This is a great opportunity!"

Li Wenbin said with some worry, "Then they must suspect that there was a leak within the organization..."

Chen Jiajun smiled and said, "Don't worry, I have a way to 'guide' their backers to investigate this matter on their own. When their backers find out it themselves, who can say anything?"

"Wenbin, has Zeng Xiangrong found all the spies within your police force?"

Li Wenbin shook his head and said, "The other party is very well hidden; they won't be easy to find!"

Chen Jiajun said with a smile, "I have an idea."

"Hmm? What are you thinking?" Li Wenbin asked, puzzled.

Chen Jiajun shook his head: "It's not the right time yet. Let's see how it goes after this happens."

“If Jiajun wants to do it, then let him do it! You are his father, and you know his capabilities. You can’t treat him like a precious gem.”

Relying on Chen Jiajun's backing, Li Jiajun nodded to his father, a hint of smugness in his expression: "That's right!"

This sight infuriated Li Wenbin even more.

After saying goodbye to Li Wenbin and his son, Chen Jiajun returned home and had the intelligence department bring him the files on Zeng Guoshan and Guo Xiangrong, as well as the most recent first-degree murder case.

……

Aimin Association is a branch of several political parties and is in a neutral position.

Although he has no real power, he is very famous.

This is all thanks to the several charitable foundations under his management.

Although not as good as Chen Jiajun's Hung Hing Charitable Foundation and Lao Li's charitable foundation.

However, their combined power is quite large, and they have gained a lot of good reputation over the years.

Therefore, the reputation of the Aimin Association is very important!

Although Zeng Guoshan was old and no longer had the energy to continue, he did not intend to hand over the Aimin Society, which he had founded, to others, but instead planned to have his own son succeed him.

Gaining widespread fame can pave the way for his future political career.

So they even staged a fake rally to run an election for their son.

Although the quotas had already been decided internally, they insisted on making it look democratic, which appealed to some people.

On the day of the rally, Zeng Zhiwei and his election team put up posters and banners.

The above is a photo of him with his father, which is quite ironic.

Zeng Zhiwei is a guy with a decent appearance and a very approachable personality.

He was taught quite well by his father.

Especially for ordinary people who support the Aimin Association, they are practically like friends.

One of the migrant workers who came to support him complained, "We migrant workers only earn so little each month. It's not even enough to buy a house, let alone go on a trip to Japan!"

Zeng Zhiwei said with a smile, "How can we not travel! We can take budget airlines or stay in guesthouses. The most important thing for our generation is not to be complacent and not to lose confidence!"

Upon hearing Zeng Zhiwei's words, everyone applauded.

Zeng Zhiwei bowed and said, "Thank you, thank you for supporting me!"

It was a good atmosphere, and everyone was on good terms.

At this moment, a reporter pushed through the crowd and walked in: "Mr. Zeng, we found out that Guo Shirong's daughter, Guo Ziyi, died at a company registered under your name. What is your response? And what is your relationship with Ms. Guo?"

Upon hearing what the female reporter said, Zeng Zhiwei almost lost his composure.

After all, he knew better than anyone how Guo Ziyi died.

Fortunately, he knew exactly where he was, so he managed to suppress his urge to explode.

After composing himself, he said to the annoying female reporter in front of him, "I just learned about this news from the media, and I also feel very sorry. The two properties under my name have always been managed by my colleagues."

"As far as I know, the rent for this unit is lower than the general market price, allowing young people to use it as a studio, band practice room, etc. Therefore, I also hope that this reporter will give the deceased's family some space and allow them to grieve in peace! Thank you!" (End of Chapter)