Hong Kong variety show: I Am a Tycoon

Chapter 7 Young Demon Slaves
To their surprise, the smile on Boss B's face didn't fade; in fact, it widened.
"Don't worry, Ah Jun!"

"As the eldest brother, I will never mistreat any of my brothers."

“Here’s what we’ll do. Lockhart has three bars that are company assets. From now on, you, Doom, and Old Evil will each take care of one.”

"Also, I'll show you that Hawaiian bathhouse!"

"Just hand over the figures to the company every month as required!"
In a little while, I'll open the incense altar and make straw sandals for you. You too, Dumu, I'll make straw sandals for you too!

As for Old Evil, keep up the good work!

His tone still betrayed his attempt to recruit Doom and Old Evil. The reason he gave Doom the position of straw sandal seller was to put him on equal footing with Chen Jiajun.
This will give them a chance to develop a rift in the future and sow discord between them.

In fact, given Doom's ability and contributions, he was more than qualified for the top rank.

Despite being a discarded pawn of the Wo Luen Shing, Ba Bi's strength is far beyond that of an ordinary red stick.

However, becoming a Red Pole (a high-ranking officer in the triad) is a major event for the triad.
For each new red pole awarded to a triad, the leader must personally go to the San Sheng Temple to hold a grand ceremony, inviting members of other triads to witness the event and show off their own red pole.

In Hung Hing, only those holding the position of leader of some important branches can be appointed as "Red Pole" (a high-ranking official in the Hong Kong martial arts world).

It can be said that once you've earned your position as a "red pole" (a high-ranking official), you're not far from becoming a "Fitness" (a high-ranking official in the US).

Normally, a temple will only have one stick.

In Boss B's mind, the perfect candidate for this stick is none other than Chan Ho-nam.

Chen Jiajun naturally understood what Boss B was up to, and stood up with a grateful expression, saying, "Brother B, I will definitely work hard! I will definitely not let you down!"

He emphasized the word "do" because Chen Jiajun had already decided to kill him.

Hey B! Do you think I'm still the same Chen Jiajun I used to be?!
The dragon has reverse scales, if you touch it you will die!
"Congratulations, Ah Jun!"

Chan Ho-nam was the first to extend his hand to Chan Ka-Chun. He had a cheerful smile and a kind tone, and he was indeed very good at dealing with people.

"Brother Jun, next time I come to your place, you have to give me a discount!" Rubber and the others also smiled.

As for the pheasant, it seemed somewhat unwilling.

……

After the internship ended, an initiation ceremony was held for Doom and Old Evil. Boss B led Chen Jiajun and his group to Lockhart Road and introduced them to the managers of the three bars.

"Danny, this is Doom! Call him Brother Doom. From now on, Doom will be in charge of the Night Owl Bar." Boss B introduced Doom first.

The question of who goes first and who goes last is very important.

Who wouldn't like a fierce warrior like Doom?

With two such capable assistants, Boss B's heart was already burning with desire.

As long as Doom and Old Evil truly submit to him, there is still a chance to achieve a clean sweep in Causeway Bay!
Unexpectedly, Doom, with a cold face, looked at Chen Jiajun and introduced him to Danny, saying, "This is my older brother!"

"Hello, Brother Jun! Hello, Brother Dum!" Danny greeted them quickly.

Upon seeing this, Boss B's face instantly darkened, but after a moment, it returned to normal.

Next, he introduced the other two bars on Lockhart Road, giving them a quick look around, and then led Chen Jiajun to the entrance of the Royal Club, where he had already figured it out.

Doom and his ilk were utterly loyal to Chen Jiajun and didn't care about their boss, B, at all.

It's definitely impossible to differentiate them in a short period of time.

Chen Jiajun pretended not to know anything and looked at Boss B, whose face was getting increasingly ugly: "Brother B, you seem a little unhappy?"

Boss B laughed heartily: "Haha, how could that be? I'm just too happy!"

As he spoke, he introduced the manager of the Royal Nightclub: "Big Mouth Fei, this is Ah Jun, he'll be in charge of this place from now on."

"Rotten Jun? Brother B, are you kidding me?" "Let Rotten Jun run the place?"

"Haha! Sorry, Brother B, it's not that I look down on him, but you know, we don't have any male prostitutes here!"

Dressed in a dapper outfit, Da Koufei spoke with disdain, even treating Chen Jiajun like a male prostitute applying for a job.

Royal Nightclub was the liveliest venue for Hung Hing on Lockhart Road, and Big Mouth Fei was a top-notch pimp, as well as a member of Hung Hing's inner circle.

The madam standing next to her chewed gum, also wearing a look of disgust.

Before Chen Jiajun could speak, Da Koufei continued in a solemn voice:

"Ah Jun, right? Let me tell you, from now on, I, Da Kou Fei, will still be in charge here!"

You, just be a good security captain!

Everything else is none of your business. I'll handle the accounting; I'll submit it to the company according to regulations. Everything will proceed as usual.

The madam spat out her chewing gum, stepped forward, and sized up Chen Jiajun: "Tsk tsk, you little rascal, aren't you? How about this, I'll give you ten thousand yuan a month to support you, how about that?"

Big Mouth Fly immediately retorted, "Are you kidding me? You're setting a price without even testing the product? What if it turns out to be a waste of money?"

Their tone was filled with disdain and mockery.

A group of glamorous and flamboyant nightclub girls covered their mouths and chuckled.

Faced with this situation, Boss B did not stop or defuse the situation; he simply wanted to make Chen Jiajun back down.

He wanted Chen Jiajun to understand his place.

Being the eldest brother isn't easy!
In the world of martial arts, while skill is important, without brains, you're no different from a piece of trash.

At this awkward moment, a chorus of voices rang out.

"Master!!!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a line of seventy or eighty burly men, averaging 1.8 meters tall, standing in a row, some even kneeling and kowtowing to Chen Jiajun.
"Boss! I'd die for you, I'd go through fire and water for you!"

At this moment, the entire venue was deathly silent!
In an instant, the entire Lockhart Road fell silent.

All the disdain, mockery, and schadenfreude vanished, leaving only utter shock and awe!

Big Mouth Fly stood frozen in place, while the madam looked on in astonishment.

The girls from the nightclubs were so frightened that they took several steps back, regretting their earlier attitude.

Even more shocking was Boss B, whose eyes held a complex array of emotions.

There was doubt, surprise, and shock.

'When did he recruit this group of followers?'

The idea popped into his mind: nearly a hundred muscular men, each 1.8 meters tall. Even he, the boss of Causeway Bay, didn't have that many subordinates.

These underlings were actually recruited by Doom.

These are ordinary child demons from Doom's world, the scavengers of Hell.
They are the most common creatures in the scorched earth of hell, the lowest-ranking demons, with limited intelligence. To Doom, they are worthless and not even worth a glance.

However, when they are brought into reality, they are all tough guys!

The reason Doom was able to recruit so many young demon minions was because he made a deal with Chen Jiajun.

From now on, Chen Jiajun can convert any money Doom earns into Cosmic Currency for him free of charge.
After all, Chen Jiajun possessed a system, and was the one who summoned him.

If Chen Jiajun disagrees with exchanging for cosmic coins, Doom can't do anything about it, since the system's ironclad rule is that summoned creatures are not allowed to harm their host.

(End of this chapter)