Hong Kong variety show: I Am a Tycoon

Chapter 139 One Game, One Hundred Million

At the Haojiang Racecourse, when Nie Aotian saw Chen Jiajun, he couldn't help but be surprised by his youth: "The younger generation is truly formidable. When I was your age, I was still working in the Taixing Dice Department."

"A child prodigy may not necessarily become a great adult."

Chen Jiajun bowed and sat down opposite Nie Aotian.

Nie Aotian placed the teacup on the table, rolled his eyes, and said, "Ah Jun, the board of directors of SJM Holdings has already notified me, but it won't be so easy for you to take over my shares."

Chen Jiajun obediently said, "Uncle Nie, what are your conditions? Feel free to tell me."

"My life has been a battle with Fu Laorong and He Xin, but what I love most is gambling! Come on, let's gamble!"

After Nie Aotian finished speaking, he clapped his hands, and a staff member brought over a tray containing a dice cup and five dice.

“If you beat me, I’ll sell you my 10% stake in SJM Holdings for 4 million,” Nie Aotian said, pointing to the dice.

Nie Aotian, who was fiercely competitive throughout his life, chose to gamble on whether to sell his shares to Chen Jiajun.

This was unexpected for Chen Jiajun, yet it also seemed reasonable.

Because Nie Aotian is a man of courage and responsibility, competitive and ambitious, yet he is also able to accept defeat and let go of the past, possessing an open and honest heart.

As soon as he finished speaking, Nie Aotian stood up, picked up the dice cup, swept all five dice into it, and began to shake it slowly. Even though he was over seventy years old, Nie Aotian was still nimble and skillful.

"boom!"

Nie Aotian slammed the dice cup on the table, a smile spreading across his face. "I'm the banker, players please place your bets!"

Nie Aotian chose to gamble on whether to sell his shares in SJM Holdings to Chen Jiajun.

Isn't this like an old man hanging himself, tired of living?

You should know that Bailu possesses telepathic abilities!
Chen Jiajun took off his sunglasses, handed them to Bai Lu beside him, and said with interest while smoking a cigar, "Since it's a gamble, how about adding some stakes?"

Nie Aotian made his fortune through gambling and was fearless of it. He smiled and asked, "What kind of prize do you want?"

Chen Jiajun immediately looked around and said, "If I guess the numbers right, can I get a discount of 100 million? If I guess wrong, I'll give you 100 million."

"it is good!"

Nie Aotian declared with boundless generosity: "One hundred million per round! If you can guess the numbers correctly, I'll give you a discount of one hundred million! If you can't guess, then you give me one hundred million!"

He was caught up in his gambling addiction when this young man in front of him suddenly suggested a game of guessing numbers!
In addition, since he is the dealer, let alone 100 million Hong Kong dollars, even if Chen Jiajun asked for half price, Ghost King Nie Aotian would agree!
Chen Jiajun immediately looked at Bai Lu, who said, "30 points!"

Without any hesitation, Nie Aotian directly lifted the stock cup!

A narrow passage!

Five dice stood upright in a row, with a six on top!
Uncover each die, and it's a six!

Nie Aotian gave Bai Lu a deep look and said readily, "A bet's a bet. Call your lawyer over."

The two men each summoned their lawyers, and in the presence of their lawyers, Chen Jiajun acquired Nie Aotian's 10% stake in SJM Holdings for 3 million yuan!

The news spread like wildfire, and newspapers of all sizes in Hong Kong and Macau published about it!

This news was like a bombshell, hitting all the martial arts figures in both places like head to head!

Taking over three gaming halls at the Lisboa Casino wasn't enough; they even invested in SJM Holdings!
What exactly does Chun, the leader of Hung Hing, want to do?
The number gang members, including Wei, Wan Kuok-koi, and Mo Dingping, suddenly became restless, feeling as if the world in Macau had changed.

Yesterday morning, Chen Jiajun went to Lei Gong's presidential suite in Sanlian Gang and took a short rest.

It is said that two bodies were dragged out later: one was Lei Gong's girlfriend, Ding Yao, and the other was Lei Gong's bodyguard, Gao Jie.

Today, Lei Gong left without saying goodbye, taking all the members of the Sanlian Gang back to Taiwan.

"Have you found out what happened in Lei Gong's presidential suite yesterday?"

Street Market Wei looked at Broken Tooth Koi and Mo Dingping with a serious expression.

"I heard from the people in the water room that Boss Jun and Lei Gong didn't have a good time at the Hong Kong Chinatown nightclub because of their womanizing."

"When Lei Gong arrived in Haojiang this time, Boss Jun was appreciated by Brother Xin and was not going to let Lei Gong go!"
"Yesterday morning, they brought men to the door. Bodyguard Gao Jie drew his gun and was killed on the spot by Boss Jun..."

Not only that, you all know what kind of person Boss Jun is, he kills without blinking an eye. He suggested that he have sex with Lei Gong's girlfriend, Ding Yao. Lei Gong had no choice but to leave the presidential suite, and Ding Yao was literally played to death by Chen Jiajun..."

With a solemn expression, Broken Tooth Koi conveyed the information he had gathered to the two men in a vivid and engaging manner.

That's just how the martial arts world is.

Some inside stories are known only to those involved, and Lei Gong naturally couldn't tell anyone else about what happened yesterday.

The fact that the person involved doesn't explain gives others room for imagination.

Mo Dingping was drinking tea when he scalded his mouth: "Damn it, Ah Ju, can you please stop being so perverted?!"

Broken Tooth Koi said seriously, "It's true, I heard the scene was terrible, there was blood all over the floor! Ding Yao screamed for hours! Lei Gong was so scared that he apologized to Boss Jun at Yulongxuan yesterday and fled back to Taiwan today. I just called Lei Gong, but no one answered."

"Push to the street!"

"This Chen Jiajun is utterly lawless!"

Mo Dingping slammed his fist on the table: "I received news from the docks that Boss Jun has been sending troops from Hong Kong these past two days. This guy has quite the appetite!"

Sending troops to Macau at this time is obviously a sign of Boss Jun's ill intentions, even to a fool.

Shui Fang Liao nodded: "Big Boss Jun! He's notoriously crazy. From Blackwater Strong to Hong Le Dragon Head, none of them have had a good ending! Even the Four-Eyed Dragon of Xinji has to give him face."

Broken Tooth Koi complained bitterly: "We keep to ourselves and haven't provoked him."

"Ah Ju, you bastard! Who cares if you've messed with him or not in this world? Is this your first day on the job? He's just looking for an excuse to mess with us because he's unhappy." Mo Dingping lit a cigar. "Besides, we're going to set up the VIP lounge, which is basically stealing business from him. If he doesn't target us, who else will he target?"

Mo Dingping does have some self-awareness.

Broken Tooth Koi angrily retorted, "Damn it! Just because of this little thing, he wants to mess with us? Does his boss Jun think he's the Emperor of Macau?"

Shuifang Liao looked at Jieshi Wei and asked, "Brother Wei, has the gambling king agreed to let us set up a VIP room?"

“I had a good talk with Brother Xin the day before yesterday, but after Brother Xin met with Boss Jun yesterday, Brother Xin’s attitude suddenly changed.”

Street Market Wei twirled his cigar, his expression grave: "I want to talk to Boss Jun tomorrow! You guys come with me to see him, and it would be best if you could bring a few senior figures from the underworld."

Liao from the water room nodded solemnly and said, "I'll go find Brother Kun."

The "Kun Ge" he mentioned refers to Fatty Kun, an uncle from the water room's older generation.

In the money-driven era of the 1960s and 70s, people often used the term "Four Great Families" to describe those smuggling groups, namely the Twin Horses Group, the Limpy Ho Group, and so on.

However, before the four major families, there were also some major drug lords in Hong Kong.

Fat Boy Kun was one of them. He was the one who mentored Limpy Ho, and he was highly respected in Shui Fong.

At that time, there was a saying in the martial arts world: "The oldest is Yixing with the character 'Fu' on it, and the oldest is Anle with the character 'He' on it." Anle with the character 'He' on it refers to Shuifang.

At the peak of his career, Fat Boy Kun hired Chit Shui Man, a star member of the Number Gang, as his bodyguard.

Even Lei Luo had to give Fatty Kun some respect when he met him, and call him "Brother Kun".

In the 1970s, the money empire collapsed, and Fat Boy Kun was arrested and imprisoned, sentenced to 25 years. He spent a lot of money to be released on medical parole and escaped to Macau.

……

He Family Manor.

Chen Jiajun is here today as a guest, bringing Guan Jiahui with him.

Individual servings.

Chen Jiajun sat next to He Tian'er, the "apple of the eye" of the He family, and Guan Jiahui. Next to Guan Jiahui were He Tianbao and his pawns, while He Xin naturally sat in the main seat.

He Xin, beaming, said, "Haha, I've already heard about it. Ah Jun, I never expected you to actually beat the Ghost King."

His feud with Nie Aotian had lasted for more than a decade. In his view, Chen Jiajun's victory over the Ghost King would bring him honor, since he had once mentored Chen Jiajun.

"It was just luck," Chen Jiajun said modestly.

"Haha, you can't beat the Ghost King by luck. Come on, today is the happiest day of my life, let's all have a drink together."

He Xin picked up a glass of red wine and raised it to his lips.

I finished the glass.

The servants brought out platters of delicacies to the table, serving them individually.

After dinner, in the He family's courtyard.

Chen Jiajun and He Xin sat facing each other, chatting about the casino business.

Just then, Street Market Wei called. "Brother Jun, it's me, Street Market Wei."

"Brother Wei, you wouldn't come here without a reason, what's the matter?" Chen Jiajun leaned back in his chair, watching the sunset with a relaxed air.

"Tomorrow, Broken Tooth Koi, Mo Dingping, and I would like to invite you to sit down and have a talk."

"How about this, you guys decide on the location tomorrow morning at 10:00."

He and Wei agreed on the time and place.

He Xin recognized the voice on the microphone and shook his head: "After Ghost King left the casino, someone recommended Street Market Wei to me, and I decided to give him a chance."

"I never expected that in just five years, Street Market Wei would betray me and want to cooperate with the Triads."

"Hehe, it seems I didn't teach him well. I raised a thankless wretch. I even thought he would manage all the VIP rooms in the future."

Chen Jiajun listened in silence.

After a pause, He Xin's tone turned grim: "This time, break his legs as a warning."

"I know it's getting late, Brother Xin, I'll head back now."

……

The next day.

A teahouse in Haojiang.

Broken Tooth Koi was accompanied by Shui Fong Liao, Mo Ding Ping was accompanied by Tau Ma Lan Ming Long, and Street Market Wei sat in the main seat, with Fat Boy Kun, Xiao Jing Zhao and others sitting to his side.

Who was Xiao Jingzhao?
The super elder of the Number Gang, along with the Crown Prince of the Number Gang, are both leaders of the Filial Piety Group, and his nickname is Da Tian Er.

When He Xin first started doing business in Macau, he made a fortune. He didn't bother to pay his respects to Xiao Jingzhao, who then kicked him out of Macau.

In the 1950s, the heir of the Number Gang, who was working for the KMT, angered the Hong Kong high command. As a result, all the leaders of the Number Gang were deported. The heir of the Number Gang brought a number of powerful figures from the underworld to Macau to seek refuge with Siu King-chiu.

Many of these people later became high-ranking members of the Macau Number Gang.

Chen Jiajun was the only one missing from the event.

Everyone was drinking tea, and it was getting late.

Many people showed expressions of anger.

Just then, Shuifang Liao looked towards the door.

Chen Jiajun, accompanied by Dum, Yaqi, Tian Yangsheng, Bailu, and others, appeared at the door in an extremely arrogant manner.

"Sorry, I'm late!"

Without a trace of apology in his tone, Chen Jiajun led his men into the restaurant and sat down, then looked at Jie Shiwei and asked, "Is there anything I can help you with?"

"Let me introduce you. This is Fatty Kun from Shui Fong—Brother Kun, and Big Tin Yee from the Number Gang. You should know Mo Dingping and Broken Tooth Koi. This is Liao from Shui Fong." Street Market Wei introduced everyone.

Chen Jiajun picked up his teacup and looked at Fatty Kun and Da Tian Er, "Brother Kun, Brother Er."

Fatty Kun also raised his teacup, "The two of us came here just hoping you wouldn't hurt our relationship, that's all."

Shui Fang Liao spoke up: "Boss Chen, the reason I invited you here today is not for any other reason than to ask you what exactly you mean by sending troops from Hong Kong to Macau?"

Chen Jiajun looked at Liao in the water room and said arrogantly, "I heard that you are Ah Ju's white paper fan, Xiao Liao. You are indeed a handsome man. It's a pity that you're out here. You'd be more suited to being a gigolo."

Upon hearing this, Liao from the water room became furious and jumped up.

"Brother Jun, don't say that. We all work in the casino, we're all on the same side, let's not hurt our relationship." Street Market Wei immediately tried to smooth things over.

"One of our own? Ha!"

Chen Jiajun smiled and looked at Liao in the water room, saying, "I've recently taken in a lot of underlings. Who are you? I can't remember."

As he spoke, he picked up a toothpick and began picking his teeth.

The meaning is clear: you, Liao from the water room, have no right to speak here.

Broken Tooth Koi suppressed Shui Fang Liao, who was still fuming, and said to Chen Jiajun:
"Mr. Chen, we invited you here for tea today because we all want to make money. You are now a shareholder of SJM Holdings, while we are just small business owners. Naturally, we can't compete with you, but your sudden dispatch of troops to Macau has made everyone a little nervous."

Chen Jiajun, puffing on a cigar, said, "I can send troops wherever I want, it has nothing to do with the Number Gang or the Water House..."

Let me be frank: some people are very unhappy about your cooperation with the Sanlian Gang.

Upon hearing this, Broken Tooth Koi, Mo Dingping, and Street Market Wei all looked rather grim.

(End of this chapter)