Hong Kong variety show: I Am a Tycoon

Chapter 77: We'll give you extra money!
Jiang Tiansheng's admission of wrongdoing completely ruined his reputation and prestige within the Hung Hing triad.

But he had no choice but to do it, because his repeated mistakes led to Han Bin, Liang Kun, Konglong, and Thirteen Sister no longer trusting him.

If Chen Jiajun sows discord even slightly, this group of people will definitely choose to follow him to start their own business, or switch to other gangs.

Hung Hing's strength has been reduced by at least half!
At that point, let alone cleaning house, will old rivals like Tung Sing and Wo Luen Shing let Hung Hing off the hook?
He admitted his mistake in order to protect Hung Hing. As long as he can keep his position as the leader of Hung Hing, he can still turn things around!
After finishing his tea, Jiang Tiansheng smiled and said, "Ah Jun! Thank you for accepting my apology. From now on, if you have any difficulties, be sure to tell me. Sometimes I can't take care of everyone."

Although he was smiling, the murderous intent in his eyes was hard to conceal.

How could someone as petty as Jiang Tiansheng possibly swallow this insult?

Chen Jiajun naturally understood what kind of person Jiang Tiansheng was; his choice to drink tea was simply because the time was not yet right.

He smiled and said, "Mr. Jiang, let bygones be bygones."

"Ah Jun, how about we play golf together tomorrow? Come to think of it, you've been in power for so long, and we haven't had a proper chat yet," Jiang Tiansheng extended an invitation.

"Okay, I'll definitely be there tomorrow."

At this moment, the scene inside the Hall of Loyalty and Righteousness appears to be one of brotherly affection and respect, but it conceals a deadly intent.

Hung Hing's emergency meeting came and went quickly.

Seeing the leaders of Hung Hing walk out of the headquarters unharmed, the anti-triad team breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, the police had received intelligence that Jiang Tiansheng was going to clean house.

"What exactly is Hung Hing up to?" Inspector Niu Xiong of the Wan Chai Anti-Triad Unit asked, puzzled, upon seeing this scene.

"It seems the crisis is temporarily over. Let's call it a day." Senior Inspector Chen Guozhong breathed a sigh of relief and lit a cigarette.

He admired Chen Jiajun and really didn't want to see Chen Jiajun's career end so abruptly.

As a senior inspector in the anti-triad unit, it was impossible for him to tip off Chen Jiajun.

Back at the Wan Chai Police Station, the anti-triad unit quickly learned what had happened at the Hung Hing headquarters through intelligence from undercover agents and informants.

Does the anti-triad unit have an undercover agent in Hung Hing?
This is inevitable, and it is certain.

The larger the organization, the more spies it needs to plant; the more powerful the leader, the more spies it needs to plant.

However, Chen Jiajun's gang couldn't plant an undercover agent.

The reason is simple: Chen Jiajun never accepts outsiders. Some undercover agents who wanted to become disciples of people like Dumu and Lao E were all rejected.

Meanwhile, the story of Hung Hing leader Chiang Tin-sang serving tea to Wan Chai FIT boss Chan Ka-chun to apologize quietly spread throughout the underworld, shocking all the triads in Hong Kong.

For a moment, it was an overwhelming display of filial piety!
"Have you heard? Hung Hing's Chiang Tin-sang poured tea for Leung Chun to apologize!"

"No way! Jiang Tiansheng, as the leader, is apologizing to the head of FIT?"

"I have a brother who saw it with his own eyes!"

"How will Jiang Tiansheng ever be able to hold his head high in public again?"

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Return to Guojun Building.

Although the immediate crisis has passed, Chen Jiajun knows very well that he will not be able to sleep soundly until Jiang Tiansheng is eliminated.

Hey!
Originally, he just wanted to work under the Hung Hing triad, using its influence to extort huge sums of money from the triads and make a fortune for himself...

In that case, Chen Jiajun had no choice but to take up the mantle of Hung Hing.

Taking up the banner of Hung Hing means not only sitting in the position of leader, but also taking responsibility for the tens of thousands of mouths to feed in Hung Hing.

Getting rid of Jiang Tiansheng would be a piece of cake, but how to legitimately take over the position is the real problem!

How to keep everyone at FIT on board is also a big problem.

In the movie, Ugly Kun thought that by becoming the leader of Hung Hing, he had gained everything. On the contrary, becoming the leader was just the beginning.

"Old devil, I have something for you to do again."

“More money!!!”

Before Old Evil could even agree, Doom spoke up again. As Old Evil's slave, he had been used by Chen Jiajun for a while, so of course he had to pay for it!

"Okay! Add me!" Chen Jiajun patted his chest. In their little group, Dum was the real big brother, after all, they had to rely on him for many things.

"Old Evil, you go and follow Jiang Tiansheng. From this moment on, I need to know everything about Jiang Tiansheng!"

"Roger that!"

After saying this, the old man walked excitedly towards the door.

Chen Jiajun looked at Doum and said, "Doum, Yaqi, let's go! Let's go to Xie Liyuan Gold Shop and give you more money!"

During this period, Chan Ka-Chun clearly found himself short-handed, after all, he is now in charge of Lan Kwai Fong in Central, Wan Chai, and Hennessy Road.

After expanding their territory, the number of underlings must also keep up; otherwise, over time, it will be easy for others to encroach upon their territory.

Meanwhile, most of his underlings are working on construction sites...

If Doom wants to get some more young demon slaves, it will cost a lot of cosmic coins. I don't know what Doom needs so many cosmic coins for.

The group arrived at Xie Liyuan Gold Shop. Before Chen Jiajun could even speak, the security guard at the door immediately called the store manager. The manager quickly cleared out the customers in the store and informed them that a VIP had arrived, so he would do his best to give his boss the most perfect shopping experience.

"Young master, how much gold do you need this time?"

The store manager bowed and scraped, acting as if he were seeing his own father.

The female shop assistants at Xie Liyuan Gold Shop, those who weren't wearing makeup, quickly went to touch it up, while those who were, served their boss in a sweet and coquettish voice.

They desperately wished that their boss would check their educational background today...

In his previous life, Jun-ge, who was a graduate student, was not interested in the academic qualifications of the female shop assistant at Xie Liyuan Gold Shop.

Having seen the world's wonders, what does a primary school education matter?
Chen Jiajun calmly slapped out a check: "Same as always, exchange it all for gold."

"Yes Yes Yes!"

The manager knew this man's rules, but when he picked up the check, he was shocked:

"Holy crap!!!"

He was so frightened that he threw the check away on the spot, because the first digit was 5, and the number of zeros after it was uncountable!
"What? The renowned Xie Liyuan Gold Shop, you've never seen a check before?"

Several female shop assistants immediately picked up the checks from the ground and counted them: "Ones, tens, hundreds, thousands, hundreds of thousands... Young Master Jun, is this fifty million?"

In this era, there are very few people who can come up with 50 million Hong Kong dollars in cash. In terms of purchasing power today, it is equivalent to a coal mine owner in later generations taking 2 billion to buy up buildings.

For a moment, the female shop assistants' gazes towards Jun Shao were filled with a tender, spring-like allure...

Jun Shao's surname is Chen. There are very few young masters with the surname Chen in Hong Kong. Could he be a nobleman from Southeast Asia?
Marrying into such a wealthy and prestigious family is like rising to the top overnight, transforming from an ugly duckling into a swan.

The female shop assistants immediately became even more attentive.

"Young Master Jun, why are the magpies at home chirping so enthusiastically today?"

"Young Master Jun, this is osmanthus cake that my mother specially made. She couldn't bear to eat it herself, so she saved it especially for you~"

The manager took the check from the female clerk and immediately called the bank to verify its authenticity.

After receiving the bank's reply, he nervously called Xie Zhichao, the owner of Xie Liyuan Gold Shop in Hong Kong: "Chairman Xie, a big customer who often buys gold from our store is here again! This time, he wants to buy 50 million Hong Kong dollars worth of gold!"

(End of this chapter)