Hong Kong variety show: I Am a Tycoon

In Longkou, at a restaurant, Chen Jiajun was waiting for someone.

The restaurant has been booked by Chen Jiajun today and is not open to the public.

There were even quite a few of Chen Jiajun's bodyguards stationed here.

A moment later, an inconspicuous car drove up, and then President Song got out of the car.

That's right, the person Chen Jiajun met with today was President Song.

Mr. Song smiled and said to Chen Jiajun, "Jun, you're so keen on inviting me out for dinner!"

Chen Jiajun stood up with a smile and said to President Song, "I wouldn't dare trouble someone as busy as you with such trivial matters!"

Mr. Song's expression immediately changed, and he said with a smile, "That's right, nothing that comes out of your mouth, Ah Jun, is a small matter. You've helped us a lot!"

After the two sat down, the restaurant owner brought in dinner and then disappeared without a trace.

After dismissing everyone else, Chen Jiajun said to President Song, "I wonder if you've ever heard of the Brotherhood?"

"Is it the one you exposed before?" President Song nodded with a smile: "I've heard of it. I heard it has a lot of influence! The Chief Executive specifically instructed the ICAC to investigate, but after investigating for a while, they couldn't find anything!"

Chen Jiajun shook his head and said, "It's not just that. Zeng Guoshan is just a nobody in the Brotherhood! Of course, we can't find anything out about him!"

President Song reacted quickly: "So, you've found a big fish?"

Chen Jiajun said calmly, "With so many actions they've taken, how could they not leave any clues? I investigated all the way and found that there's really nothing new under the sun."

Mr. Song was taken aback at first, then sneered: "England?"

“That’s right, I knew before I went home that the British had a habit of planting spies!” Chen Jiajun nodded: “India was messed up by the British in the first place, and even after independence, things never stopped! If a tactic works, they will naturally continue to use it!”

"We've pretty much taken care of the civilian obstacles with Li Shutang and me! But as for the government departments... I can't do anything about it!"

Chen Jiajun has always been very disciplined; otherwise, his hometown wouldn't have allowed him to control several powerful forces.

The same applies to this matter!
Chen Jiajun clearly had the ability to handle the situation, and the other party had deliberately provoked him, but he still didn't make any rash moves, which was what President Song appreciated most.

As for overseas locations, that's not within Mr. Song's consideration.

Mr. Song nodded: "I understand. I will send someone to handle this personally! However, the people from the ICAC are not very capable. Do you have any recommendations from Hong Kong?"

"I recommend my nephew, Li Wenbin, without hesitation. As for the Independent Commission Against Corruption (ICAC), I recommend someone named Lu Zhilian. He even worked with our Anti-Corruption Bureau to catch a high-ranking official!"

"Okay, I've got it!" President Song nodded.

After finishing their business, the two began to chat casually.

However, most of the conversations were about major international events, just casual chatter to pass the time.

After finishing his meal, President Song left immediately. Chen Jiajun knew that the Brotherhood was definitely in big trouble.

Chen Jiajun himself can now focus on dealing with his old rival, the Ether Society.

……

Inside a hotel in Hong Kong.

A man stands in the presidential suite of the Peninsula Hotel, overlooking the entire Hong Kong.

"This city is really nice!" The man took in the view before him, then muttered, "It's practically a breeding ground for criminals!"

“This used to be Phoebe!” another foreigner said to the man with a smile.

The guy named Phoebe is a member of the Etheric Society.

He had heard about the Ether Society's ordeal in Hong Kong before he arrived, so he was very cautious.

Even when they joined forces with the Brotherhood, the Ether Society barely showed up.

This is also the most important reason why he was able to escape the pursuit of Chen Jiajun's intelligence agents.

Chen Jiajun might still have some reservations about the Brotherhood, but he has always been ruthless in killing off members of the Ether Society, one by one.

Phoebe nodded and said, "This is indeed a good place, but now a vicious dragon is lurking here! He has claimed this place as his own territory, making it difficult for any underground organization to infiltrate."

"So sometimes I wonder, what would happen if another organization, feared by all, were to fight this evil dragon?"

The foreigner immediately laughed: "Hong Kong is indeed too quiet! I like liveliness!"

“When are the people at the high table coming?” Phoebe asked.

"They're here, and they're currently inspecting the location!" the foreigner said with a smile. "They seem quite satisfied with your chosen site!"

"Haha! Good thing you're satisfied. Now the hotel construction can start sooner!" Phoebe said with a laugh. "I really want to see what kind of expression that evil dragon will have when the mainland hotel opens in Hong Kong! It'll be quite a sight!"

"After such a long time, there's not a single clue?" Chen Jiajun looked at Lao E with some surprise.

Chen Jiajun was somewhat surprised that despite using so much information resources in Hong Kong, they still couldn't find anyone from the Ether Society.

Old Evil suddenly spoke up: "Boss, there seems to be some activity over at the high table! One of their inspectors arrived in Hong Kong today!"

"Inspector?" Chen Jiajun frowned and said, "You didn't learn your lesson from bombing the Continental Hotel in New York last time, did you?"

The old man shook his head and said, "The High Table is also divided into factions, with a total of twelve seats! They might even be at odds with each other! I reckon the High Table members in New York didn't even mention what happened there!"

"Tsk!" Chen Jiajun frowned. "The Ether Society really knows how to choose partners. This high table thing is really troublesome!"

They were originally the world's largest assassin organization, and each member was highly skilled at disguise and infiltration.

If such a force were to invade Hong Kong, it would place a heavy burden on its intelligence agencies.

The only solution is to prevent them from entering before they even move in.

However, this is still impossible for Hong Kong.

Hong Kong is, after all, an international metropolis and one of Asia's financial centers.

Restricting people at high tables is undoubtedly incredibly difficult!

This immediately gave Chen Jiajun a headache, as the Ether Society's move was undoubtedly very clever.

Having exhausted all other options, Chen Jiajun could only call over a few of his trusted confidants to inquire.

Old Yu laughed and said, "Boss, how could you forget your old profession?"

"Your old profession?" Chen Jiajun was stunned for a moment, then said with delight, "That's right! How could I have forgotten about this force?"

What Lao Yu was talking about was the gang.

Nowadays, all the gangs are behaving themselves and dare not make any moves.

However, their numbers are quite large.

Almost every club has tens of thousands of members. These people rely on the clubs or companies for their livelihood; otherwise, these idle people would probably starve to death.

Chen Jiajun could make full use of these people to form a large number of informants.

They don't need to be highly professional, just able to pay attention to a few things.

Thinking of this, Chen Jiajun immediately became happy.

Given Chen Jiajun's current status, getting these triads to help him is not a problem at all, and Chen Jiajun has also prepared some money and resources.

It's easy to imagine that, given the current weakness of the organization, there will be many people eager to join it.

After telling Lao Yu about his plan, Lao Yu went directly to talk to the leaders of various gangs about it.

When the various organizations heard about this preferential treatment, they agreed without even thinking about it.

As for other aspects, the leaders of the various gangs didn't care at all. After all, even if their subordinates did nothing, the gangs still had to support them, and this was a way of giving them a job.

……

A few days later, Old Evil returned to report: "Boss, we found it!"

"Hmm?" Chen Jiajun nodded and asked, "Where?" Old E said speechlessly, "Mong Kok...and they've even put up a sign for the Mainland Hotel!"

"Huh?" Chen Jiajun's eyes widened immediately. "When did this happen?"

Old Evil said speechlessly, "These guys had already set up a hotel in Mong Kok, and then they started renovating it. Once the renovation was finished, they just put up a sign and started operating."

"Heh, trying to play the 'blind spot' trick on me!" Chen Jiajun said through gritted teeth, "You're really something!"

Old Evil asked directly, "Boss, what should we do now?"

The other party must have anticipated Chen Jiajun's actions, so they made arrangements in advance.

It seems that the Etheric Society members who came to Hong Kong this time are quite different; at least they are much more intelligent than the previous ones.

In short, they avoided direct confrontation with Chen Jiajun and instead used various methods to annoy him.

Chen Jiajun said coldly, "The high table didn't react at all. They come to Hong Kong to open a hotel without even saying hello to us?"

At this moment, Chen Jiajun's secretary, Ilsa, said, "Wait, boss! Is the hotel you're talking about called the Continental Hotel? I do think I received an invitation before. But these kinds of things happen too often, so I just threw it away!"

After hearing this, Chen Jiajun was speechless and said to Ilsa, "Find the invitation!"

Just then, the phone on Chen Jiajun's desk rang. When he answered it, he found that it was Ah Jie calling.

"Jun, do you know what a high table is?" Jie asked curiously.

"Why did you suddenly think of asking this?" Chen Jiajun asked, somewhat surprised.

Ah-Jie said with a smile, "Today, someone claiming to be from the High Table organization came to me, saying they wanted to cooperate with me!"

"Whoa!" Chen Jiajun was immediately shocked: "Damn it, they've already started contacting various forces in Hong Kong?"

"What do you mean?" Ah Jie was stunned when he heard Chen Jiajun's words: "You're familiar with this high table?"

Helpless, Chen Jiajun explained the matter to A-Jie: "These guys at the high table are top-tier assassin organizations from overseas, with influence all over the world and a very large business."

"Huh?" A-Jie was stunned: "An assassin organization?"

Chen Jiajun nodded and said, "And it's a very powerful assassin organization."

"Good heavens, what business is a mere assassin trying to do with me?" A-Jie asked, somewhat puzzled.

Chen Jiajun could only say to A-Jie, "You don't need to worry about this. Just cooperate where you want and make money where you want!"

Ah Jie was even more surprised when he heard Chen Jiajun's words: "You're not going to get involved?"

As one of Chen Jiajun's few friends, A-Jie knew very well how volatile Chen Jiajun's temper was.

Chen Jiajun certainly wouldn't let such a suddenly established assassin organization in Hong Kong go.

Chen Jiajun said with a sneer, "We'll make our move soon, but these guys have money, so you can squeeze some out of them first!"

Ah Jie was overjoyed upon hearing this: "Great! That's exactly what I was waiting for!"

After hanging up the phone, Chen Jiajun said coldly, "Bring Orn here!"

Old Evil paused for a moment, then looked at Chen Jiajun and said, "Boss, what are you planning to do?"

"Opening a hotel on my turf without even asking me out shows they don't respect me. This is the same in any country!" Chen Jiajun said disdainfully. "An assassin organization, acting so high-profile, I'd like to see how they try to fight me in Hong Kong!"

Just as Chen Jiajun was speaking, Ilsa pushed open the door and walked in: "Boss, someone downstairs has come down and says they want to see you!"

"Who is it?" Chen Jiajun asked, frowning.

Ilsa shook her head and said, "She didn't say, she just said she was there on behalf of the High Table."

Upon hearing this, Chen Jiajun was visibly taken aback for a moment, then nodded and said, "Please invite him up!"

Ilsa nodded and went downstairs to meet the person.

The old evil spirit didn't leave; instead, it stood in a shadowy spot and then vanished completely.

A moment later, Ilsa entered with a woman dressed in fine clothes but with a bald head.

After closing the door, Ilsa immediately left the office.

Chen Jiajun glanced at the bald woman and said, "I heard you're here representing the High Table?"

"That's right! You must be Mr. Chen Jiajun?" The bald woman was also sizing up Chen Jiajun, then said with a smile, "On behalf of the Gaotaizhuo, I extend my greetings to you!"

Chen Jiajun lit a cigar and said to the bald woman, "You high-class people came to Hong Kong, but instead of seeing me first, you opened a mainland hotel. It seems you're not very respectful to me!"

The bald woman smiled slightly and said, "Of course, we didn't mean any disrespect. Didn't we send you an invitation?"

"Just because you invite me doesn't mean I have to go!" Chen Jiajun said with a disdainful look. "You guys at the High Table seem to be taking yourselves way too seriously, don't you?"

The bald woman said with some surprise, "Arrogant? We don't think so! The High Table has that kind of power."

"Ha, confidence is a good thing!" Chen Jiajun said coldly, "But overconfidence is foolish! Tell me, what are you planning to do by suddenly coming to our door at this time?"

“We would like to invite Mr. Chen to join the High Table,” the bald woman said arrogantly.

The subtext seems to be, "You're doing me a favor by being on the high table."

Chen Jiajun hadn't seen this kind of attitude from others for a long time, and very few people dared to show such an expression in front of him.

Chen Jiajun said with a smile, "Hasn't your high table always maintained the status of twelve councilors? Are you planning to give up one of your seats for me?"

The bald woman immediately frowned: "You seem to have misunderstood something. Hong Kong is such a small place, and you are not even the head of a triad. You are not qualified to join the council and get a seat."

"What is that?" Chen Jiajun sneered immediately: "Join your High Table, and then work for your High Table?"

“Taking charge of some trivial matters will be good for you,” the bald woman said arrogantly. “It will allow you to see the higher levels of the world.”

"Hahaha!" Chen Jiajun couldn't help but burst into laughter. "A higher world? One thing I'm certain of is that the New York senator really didn't share my intelligence with you! Otherwise, why would he say something so stupid?"

"What do you mean?" The bald woman looked at Chen Jiajun with a puzzled expression.

Chen Jiajun's smile remained unchanged as he continued, "What do you mean? It means that even though I blew up your Continental Hotel in New York, that New York senator didn't dare utter a single word, and he didn't even dare to seek revenge!"

"What are your high tables and tables anyway?"

Upon hearing Chen Jiajun's name, the bald woman paused for a moment, then tried to say something.

However, Chen Jiajun simply made a gesture to dismiss them and said calmly, "Don't waste your breath on me. If you dare to cause trouble in Hong Kong, you'd better be able to handle it."

"Last time I only taught you a small lesson at the high table, but now I'm going to get serious! You'd better go back and study how to retaliate, otherwise I'm afraid none of you will be able to leave Hong Kong."

After Chen Jiajun finished speaking, he turned around and looked at the huge floor-to-ceiling window.

Just then, Ilsa walked in and said to the bald woman, "Miss, please!"

"Wait, I haven't finished speaking!" The bald woman slapped Ilsa's hand away.

But the next moment, Ilsa, who was dressed in business attire and had always been quiet and reserved, made her move.

This is an MI6 agent, who has even been sent out on undercover missions. Ordinary people are no match for her.

The bald woman only raised her hand for a moment before Ilsa grabbed her wrist and twisted it behind her back, continuing in a gentle tone, "Miss, please don't disturb our boss's work, this way please!"

The bald woman, now under Ilsa's control, became quite furious.

But as Ilsa increased the force, he couldn't help but groan.

She could only push Ilsa away and coldly toss Chen Jiajun a sentence: "I hope you won't regret this!"

Then, accompanied by Ilsa, they left the Guojun Group.

Chen Jiajun said calmly to the spot where Lao E was standing, "Lao E, let Orn make the move! Just blow up the Mainland Hotel! Then I need you to lead your assassination squad to wipe out those Hong Kong killers!"

"Understood, boss!" After saying that, Old Evil disappeared from Chen Jiajun's office. (End of Chapter)