1982 Started from Hong Kong

Chapter 213 Yanjing Yanjing
The Hong Kong River was extremely lively that night.

A mother and daughter from Biliyuan were thrown onto the street, and they hugged and cried bitterly with Inspector Liu who came on duty.

Ten minutes later, the boss of Xinji, led by Axe Jun, was broken into by the police in the middle of the night. All the entertainment venues under his control were checked, and even Lin Shihua and Lin Shixia, the two super veterans hiding behind the scenes, were taken back to the police station.

All members of the Xu family who were related to Xinji, regardless of whether they participated in the society's affairs or not, were asked to assist in the investigation.

Xu Jiaqiang, who was full of vigor and vitality not long ago, angrily scolded the police who broke into the house and wanted to show his masculinity.

The next second he was pinned to the ground.

After the initial panic, Chen Lan was the first to calm down.

She stopped the policeman who was about to take Xu Jiaqiang away and said calmly, "I want my husband to wear a hood."

Only twenty minutes after the entertainment venues under Xin Kee were raided, Chen Yaoxin, who was about to flee, suddenly received a call from the community’s lawyer.

It was unknown what the lawyer said to him on the phone. Chen Yaoxin's face changed constantly while he was sitting in the car. He smoked several cigarettes in succession, and finally he sighed and gave instructions to the driver in a dejected tone.

"Turn around and go to the nearest police station."

From the time the crime occurred to the time the main culprit Chen Yaoxin surrendered himself to the police, the entire case took less than an hour.

When providing his confession, Chen Yaoxin took all the blame on himself, saying that Inspector Liu had offended him in a certain year and month, and that the kidnapping case was purely a personal grudge and had nothing to do with others.

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Zhai Yuan slept uneasily on the plane.

He dreamed that because he had offended Axe Jun, Xin Ji sent a hundred thousand soldiers to hunt him down.

Suddenly, an idea struck him, and he took out his phone and shouted to the group of people, "You can kill me, but first help me cut a hole on Pinxixi!"

One hundred thousand people fought each other, but in the end there was still a shortfall of 0.00001 fragments.

Nothing!

Zhai Yuan felt someone pushing him dazedly. He opened his sleepy eyes and saw the sky gradually brightening outside the window.

Xia Meng said: "We have arrived in Yanjing."

A group of people got off the plane.

The international flight airport in the 1980s did not have the dim filter in the old photos, the haze problem was not too serious, and the saturation was very high.

An eagle flies in the blue sky~
Zhai Yuan stayed in the city of Hong Kong for too long, and his first reaction when the map suddenly changed was: It’s so fucking big!
The North Terminal alone is 60,000 square meters, making Kai Tak Airport seem a bit small in comparison.

Walking out of the airport and stepping onto the concrete floor, Zhai Yuan suddenly wanted to imitate an idol named Hou and kneel on the ground to kiss the land of his motherland.

But after thinking about it, I felt that it was a bit stupid, so I put the idea back.

Outside the airport, many people were holding pick-up signs.

The taxi driver leaned against the taxi, which was a symbol of his status, and didn't pay much attention to the passengers, but chatted nonsense with his companions.

"Fuck! My buddy took this idiot to a state-owned restaurant yesterday and he spent five dollars and half an hour bargaining!"

"Yesterday at Xizhimen, Chatterbox picked up an American chick and gave her a tip of ten dollars. We still have to make money from foreigners."

"Well! The key is that I can't understand what those idiots are saying. I'll learn a few words of foreign language later...Okay, Third Brother, I'll go out first and come to my house for a drink tonight."

Zhai Yuan felt very relaxed listening to the familiar cursing sounds.

Ask the vast earth, who controls the rise and fall? Mumen mumen mumen!
If Xia Meng and the other Federation of Literary and Art Circles representatives hadn't had a special car to pick them up, Zhai Yuan would have definitely taken a taxi and boasted to the driver.

The international airport is some distance away from the city, so Zhai Yuan followed Xia Meng on a special car from Shunyi to Dongcheng, passing through Qinghe, Shahe, and Changping County... It didn't seem right!

Anyway, after driving through Dashilan, we went one stop north and Chengtianmen Square came into view. Its majestic appearance fully reflects the style of the capital.

Zhai Yuan sat in the car, looking at the tourists outside, and said, "Let's go down and take a photo."

Xia Meng glanced at him and said with a smile: "Okay."

after an hour.

Zhai Yuan was lying on the big bed in the hotel, resting his head on a newly replaced buckwheat pillow, holding in his hand the photo of himself standing in front of the square.

In the photo, he has his hands in his pockets, smiling, and there are crowds of tourists behind him.

"Tsk! He's so handsome!"

Zhai Yuan admired his own heroic appearance, took a look at the photos, and planned his next itinerary.

There are still a few days until October 1st. I will contact Jet Li and his team to inject some new blood into 91 Entertainment. Then I will go to the nearby electronics factories and try to recruit some technical talents to bring back to Hong Kong to work on VCDs and optical discs. Then I will see if I can invest in some Siheyuan-like industries...

As for Hong Kong, Zhai Yuan dialed the company number through an external phone, asked a few simple questions, and got a general understanding of the situation.

Xin Ji was hit hard last night, but there was little mention of it in today's news pages.

However, there are several scandals involving popular stars that have topped the trending searches.

"Diverting attention is indeed a traditional art of ours."

Chen Yaoxin turned himself in to the police, and on the surface the matter ended there, but Xinji would not have an easy time in the future.

As for the scandal of the society, the Hong Kong government can report it or not, it will not affect the outcome of the negotiations at the end of the month. Zhai Yuan is more concerned about his high seas gambling ship that is about to replace Secret Garden and become the new cash cow.

"The Natural Selection will continue to set sail next week. This time you can invite celebrities from your company to come and cheer. I have also contacted celebrities from other companies. Each of them will be given a red envelope. I will ask them to take photos with the gambling ship for publicity and do a live broadcast on TV..."

Ye Zhiming clearly told Zhai Yuan on the phone about the next move of the gambling boat.

The dealer was left on an outlying island near the high seas to recruit many disciples, and Xin Ji now has nothing to do with this gambling ship.

"We haven't even set sail yet, but we've just spread the word, and we've already sold 40 million of the mud chips. I asked an accountant to do a rough calculation, and when the gambling ship officially sets sail next week, the mud chips should be worth over 70 million. If there's no human intervention, we'll make at least 15 million this time."

The 15 million estimated by Ye Zhiming was the revenue of the entire ship for one night.

He said on the phone: "I plan to go out to sea for fifteen days every month, slowly and steadily, what do you think?"

Zhai Yuan rejected the proposal immediately: "We have to operate at least 25 days a month. Gambling boats cannot last long. Other big moneymakers will intervene in a few months at most. So we have to make money as soon as possible now."

In fact, not only other big money tycoons, but even the gambling king of Malaysia would not allow gambling ships to snatch his customers on the high seas.

In comparison, Xin Ji is just an appetizer. It must take advantage of the current free period to empty the gamblers' wallets as much as possible. Otherwise, once the big guys get involved to share the profits, it will not be so easy to make tens of millions every day.

Ye Zhiming was a smart man who understood everything immediately. He realized the risks of playing the long game and simply shortened the plan to set sail next week to three days later.

After hanging up the phone with Ye Zhiming, Zhai Yuan called the company again and asked the employees to contact Wan Ziliang and others who were filming in Thailand, and ask them to return to Hong Kong to cooperate with the promotion of the gambling boat.

Although everyone understands the principle of making a fortune in silence, necessary publicity is still necessary, otherwise it would be like throwing the baby out with the bathwater.

By the time all the trivial matters in Hong Kong were dealt with, it was already noon.

Zhai Yuan ordered a fast food meal to be sent to his room. After eating, he lay down on the bed, listened to the cicadas chirping outside the window, and fell into a drowsy sleep again.

In sleep.

Xinji's 100,000 soldiers and horses appeared before their eyes again, looking ferocious and fierce: "Tiao Naxing! How dare you come back!"

(I was busy with a script and was delayed for a while. There will be another update later.

(End of this chapter)