Hong Kong variety show: I Am a Tycoon

Chapter 8 Establishing Prestige
Just then, Doom and Old Evil also rushed out of their respective bars, storming up to Big Mouth Fly.
The old villain forcefully pushed through the crowd, grabbed Big Mouth Flying and lifted him up, angrily shouting:
"what did you just say?"

"You motherfucker, how dare you talk to my brother like that?"

"Crack! Crack!"

The two slaps, delivered with restraint, landed squarely on Da Kou Fei's face, slapping his mouth so hard it was crooked, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.

If I hadn't held back, those two slaps could have knocked his head off.

Chen Jiajun expressionlessly pulled out a red Marlboro cigarette, lit it himself, and said in a cold voice, "Big B, you should go back first. This is my place, and I need to set the rules for them myself."

"So that they won't embarrass the company in the future."

"Drag him in!"

After saying that, Chen Jiajun walked straight into the Royal Nightclub.

The young demons swarmed forward, grabbing the dazed Big Mouth Fly, dragging the madam's long hair, and shoving a group of nightclub girls inside, showing no mercy whatsoever.

The madam finally came to her senses and struggled on the ground, crying, "Brother Jun! Brother Jun!! I know I was wrong!"

Upon entering the bar, Chen Jiajun sat on the sofa, while Doom casually grabbed a bottle of good wine and poured a glass for himself and Chen Jiajun.

Chen Jiajun stared coldly at the group of people with big mouths flying in front of him.

"Brother Jun, I was wrong! From now on, whatever you say goes, and you'll have complete control!!"

Despite the excruciating pain in his face, Da Koufei knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing.

He wanted to slap himself, but his face was in so much pain.

Those two slaps made him feel as if his jawbone had been shattered.

"Brother Jun, I was wrong too. I was being mean. I was wrong. I will definitely serve you well from now on!"

The glamorous madam slapped herself in the face, forcing a smile.

They were genuinely afraid.
They were out of their minds, thinking that Rascal Jun was still the same Rascal Jun they knew, and that they could easily fool him.
I never expected that Rascal Jun would be so fierce now!

"Hehe, don't rush, you'll be in a hurry later." Chen Jiajun kicked the madam away with disgust and sneered, "Brother Dumu, help me find the account books for the past two years."

He was extremely polite to Doom, after all, he had to be polite; if he didn't say something nice, Doom would keep asking for more money, and who could stand that?

You should know that Chen Jiajun doesn't have much money on him right now.

But it doesn't matter, the money will be there soon.

Upon hearing this, Doom stood there pondering for a moment, seemingly considering whether to offer more money in exchange for the service. However, it seemed rather stingy to offer more money for such a small matter.

After a good ten seconds of hesitation, Chen Jiajun finally came to his senses, turned around and grabbed a well-dressed man like a puppy, shouting, "Take him to get the ledgers!"

"Yes, yes, yes! Brother Doum." The man was being held in Doum's hand, like a little chick, nodding repeatedly.

"Brother Jun! No! Please, please don't!"

Upon hearing that Chen Jiajun wanted the account book, Da Koufei was terrified. He knelt down and kept kowtowing, crawling forward as he did so.

For the past two years, Royal Nightclub has been under his control. Brother B only comes to sit for a while every day and doesn't get involved in anything.

After being in power for a long time, he started to have crooked thoughts. Big B actually knew about this, but he saw that Big Mouth Fei was quite sensible, so he always turned a blind eye.

But if Chen Jiajun brings this up in public, he'll definitely lose his life!

In extreme terror, Da Koufei's crotch even started to smell foul, and he actually wet his pants on the spot.

Just as Da Koufei's dirty hand was about to touch Chen Jiajun, Lao E kicked him to the ground.

As a Titan demon, Old Evil was merely a slave to Doom.
The system summoned Doom, while Old Evil was merely an accessory. It didn't need any Cosmic Coins; it only wanted to have an easier time in Doom's presence.
So it's much easier to order around its master's boss, but whether or not to take action usually depends on Doom's decision.

Soon, the ledger was thrown in front of Chen Jiajun.

Chen Jiajun crossed his legs, not even glancing at the ledger, his sharp eyes sweeping over Da Koufei: "I'll give you one chance. How much money have you made off the company in the past few years?"

"Two hundred thousand. Two hundred thousand."

Without hesitation, Da Koufei hurriedly gave a number.

Chen Jiajun stood up expressionlessly, picked up the ice bucket, and gestured to a young demon slave to pry open the mouth of the giant flying demon, then poured ice directly into the young demon's mouth.

The reason it got this nickname, Big Mouth Fly, is naturally because of its big mouth.

"Brother Jun, I'm sorry, I...I know I was wrong, um..."

Big Mouth Fly certainly knew that pouring ice into his mouth was to knock out a row of his teeth, and the ice could also stop the bleeding.

Stuffing ice cubes into Da Koufei's mouth, Chen Jiajun squinted, leaned forward, and said:

"I see you drive a Mercedes. You're saying you only embezzled 200,000?"
"I'm giving you one last chance. If your answer doesn't satisfy me, you'll be going on a sea voyage. Mr. Jiang will then praise me for being sharp and cleaning house for the club."

"I honestly can't remember how much I took. This car was bought with company money, and I also bought a house."
He also used company money to bribe Brother B several times, 300,000 yuan each time.

Big Mouth Fly, who survived the ordeal, slurred his words and confessed everything, even saying many things he shouldn't have.

After hearing this, Chen Jiajun kicked him in the face: "According to company rules, I can kill you on the spot today without any problem. Hand over all the money you embezzled, leave the car behind, and transfer the house tomorrow."

"Now, get out!"

"Yes Yes!"

Big Mouth Fei pulled out the Mercedes car keys and placed them on the table. He ran out of the nightclub as if his life depended on it, but there was a hint of resentment in his eyes.

Chen Jiajun swirled his wine glass, sipping it with an air of nonchalance.

He doesn't look like a gangster at all; with his handsome face, he looks more like a rich young master.

Five minutes passed after Big Mouth flew away, during which time the hall was eerily silent.

"Brother Jun, from now on... I promise I'll behave. Please... please don't hit me. I really haven't made any money."

Facing a group of young demon slaves reeking of blood, the madam lowered her head, trembling all over.

Her hair was a little messy, and her delicate face was pale.

Chen Jiajun had already achieved his goal of establishing his authority, and he was too lazy to make things difficult for the madam, who was, after all, his cash cow.
"Don't be silly, I don't hit women. Just behave yourself from now on."

"Go and tidy up yourself. We'll start work as usual tonight."

"Okay!"

The Brilliant Nightclub is owned by Boss B.

"Brother B, you have to stand up for me this time! I've worked hard at the company, even if I haven't achieved great things..."

Big Mouth Fly, his face bruised and swollen, embellished the story.

However, his plan seemed to have backfired.

Although Boss B had a smile on his face, he had already developed murderous intent towards Big Mouth Fly.

(End of this chapter)