Fanatic!

Chapter 132 Recruiting troops
"It's been so long since I've seen A-Yue. How is she doing? You don't even bring her out anymore. Are you keeping her hidden away?" Karen's eyes crinkled when she smiled, and her swaying figure exuded the charm of a mature woman.

“She’s bored at home, so I’ll give her your number later and have her come over for tea,” Chen Wujun said with a smile.

Although he and Karen had become estranged because of what happened before, they still maintained a polite distance.

Now their status and potential are worlds apart, and it's Karen who has to work hard to mend the rift that existed before.

Chen Wujun glanced around and spotted Lin Zetao and the others.

He acted as if he hadn't seen anything and left with Karen and her men.

After lunch, on the way back, he said to Afei, "Spread the word that I'm going to recruit soldiers."

"Recruit more people from the martial arts school."

After the funeral, Shark Nine became the leader, leaving a vacancy for the position of hall master.

However, his foundation is too weak, he has too few subordinates, and even fewer experts; he has no one he can boast of.

And skilled people are the hardest to recruit.

The other hall masters, including the Five Dragons of Lidong, had accumulated their strength over a long period of time, and only had a few skilled fighters under their command.

"Go and call Awei here."

"Brother Jun, you were looking for me?" Awei jogged over.

"Ah Wei, are there any other skilled individuals like you who have smuggled themselves into the city?" Chen Wujun asked.

"Next, I'm going to recruit more people. If you know anyone like that, tell them. They didn't come to Beigang to do manual labor for a living. Money, women, status—whatever they want, as long as they have the ability, they can get it," Chen Wujun said confidently.
"Or do you have any relatives or friends in your hometown? As long as they are skilled and willing to work, you can introduce them to me."

“There are indeed some martial arts practitioners in my hometown. I can send someone to deliver the message back, but there are a lot of people involved.” Awei’s eyes lit up with excitement.

The entire family pooled their money to send him out.

Even if Chen Wujun hadn't said anything, he would have had his family come over.

He's finally established himself here, and he just received a bonus of 20 yuan, an amount he couldn't earn in ten years back home. He's so eager to bring his whole family here.

Life here is much better than in the East 7th District.

Even a place like the Walled City, which is full of sewage, is several times better than the Seventh District of the East. At least there is no worry about food and drink, and there is no sandstorm all year round.

Only those who have been to the mining area know that it is not a place for humans to live.

"A lot? How many people can there be? Is one ship enough? If not, two ships will do. You make the contact first, and I'll arrange the ships for you. But you have to tell them that they're coming here to risk their lives, and the money will be deducted from their salaries! Of course, not everyone needs to risk their lives; we need experts like you."

After hearing what Awei said, Chen Wujun immediately became very interested.

Li Wei's kung fu is quite good, and his fighting style is also excellent.

Whether it's an old technique or a new one, what determines strength is not only level, but also fighting style.

Don't be fooled by the fact that Li Wei's physical attributes are similar to A Fei's and Curry's; his fighting style is far more sophisticated than theirs.

It's like two ordinary people with the same physical abilities, one who has trained since childhood and the other who has only learned a little. When they fight, the former completely crushes the latter.

This is especially true for martial artists.

“There are more than 30 people, one boat is enough.” Awei said excitedly. Chen Wujun’s arrangement of the boat was much more reliable than them finding their own smuggling boat.

Then, as if remembering something, Ah Wei hesitated for a moment before saying:

“Brother Jun, I know a pair of brothers in the Walled City, but they’re not very honest. They’re always thinking about doing big business. When I first arrived in the Walled City, they even tried to recruit me.” Ah Wei hesitated for a moment before saying this.

"We're a gang, not a kindergarten. It's better if we're not honest! How strong are they?" Chen Wujun sneered.

“Those two brothers are surnamed Duan. We haven’t fought each other, so we don’t know their exact strength, but they’re definitely not weak. They both started by practicing the old style, having a foundation in Chuojiao Fanziquan, before switching to the new style,” Awei said.

"It's good that they have the ability. If they want to make a living, they need to have the ability to do so. Do they really think the special mission department is just sitting around doing nothing? Let me tell them, I have food to eat here. As for how much they can eat, that depends on their own strength." Chen Wujun didn't care who these two brothers were.

Disobedient? Let Awei call them over, beat them into submission, and they'll behave.

Moreover, the fact that someone dares to eat lavish meals shows they are bold, and that's the kind of person he likes best.

He only cares about ability and whether someone can do things for him.

After giving his instructions, Chen Wujun went to the finance department of Jindi and asked Awei and the others to wait in the corridor before going inside himself.

"Brother Jun!" The finance staff at Gemdale all stood up to greet him.

Even those who are on the phone will greet Chen Wujun first before continuing with their own business.

Now that Master Xin is dead, Shark Nine is likely to become the leader, and Chen Wujun's status will naturally rise accordingly, making him extremely popular in the Hetu.

In what was originally an auspicious spot, a man in his thirties was sitting. He stood up and said:

"Brother Jun, you're here! Sister Shark Nine is inside!"

Chen Wujun also knew this person; his name was Ya Lang. He had always followed Shark Nine and had gone to West Beach with him before.

Chen Wujun swaggered to Shark Nine's office, knocked twice, then pushed the door open and plopped down opposite Shark Nine.

"Senior sister, you're reading erotic magazines again? If you like them so much, why don't you raise a couple yourself?"

"Women are the most troublesome creatures! Don't underestimate me just because I'm a woman; I have no idea what they're thinking." Shark Nine threw the magazine on the table, opened his cigarette pack, lit one, and tossed another to Chen Wujun.

"Isn't Snake Maiden a woman too?" Chen Wujun took the cigarette and lighter, lit it, and exhaled a long puff of smoke.

“She’s different, she just looks like a woman.” Shark Nine shook his head.

"Senior Sister, how's the finishing touches going? Have you found that batch of crystals?" Chen Wujun asked, getting down to business. This was the most important thing.

"We've found a portion, about 5000 million worth of goods, which we can't do without for now. We're also investigating the rest, and we've made some progress," Shark Nine said briefly.

"Don't worry, I won't shortchange you on your crystals."

Their lineage relies heavily on crystals for all their stance training and eye exercises, requiring even more crystals than the new martial arts practitioners.

"Senior sister may be missing someone, but she won't be missing me. I'm not worried about that," Chen Wujun said with a grin.

After chatting for a while, Shark Nine said seriously, "Ah Jun, your foundation is too shallow and your reputation is not enough. I want to promote you, but you have to do something first."

“After the funeral, I became the leader and announced the murderers of Master Xin. One of them was Li Wenlong, the Double-Sword Dragon of Beihe. Whoever can kill him will become the new leader.”

“No problem!” Chen Wujun was not surprised at all, then asked with a grin, “One is Double-Blade Dragon Li Wenlong, so there must be someone else?”

“How could Li Wenlong have killed Master Xin? Even if you told people, no one would believe it. He colluded with the ruthless bandit Yuan Hong to ambush and kill Master Xin near Xidi Airport,” Shark Nine said, squinting his eyes.

Chen Wujun burst into laughter upon hearing this.

Senior brother Yuan Hong indeed has to take the blame.

Otherwise, if Shark Nine says that Li Wenlong killed Xinye, even if the people inside don't say anything, there will definitely be rumors going around.

Anyway, Senior Brother Yuan Hong doesn't care about this matter, so it doesn't matter if he takes the blame a little more.

Chen Wujun pondered that if he had any scapegoats in the future, he could also shift the blame to his two senior brothers.

After saying all that, Chen Wujun got down to business.

"Senior sister, I have a batch of jewelry and diamonds. Who would be the best person to sell them to? The diamonds are fine, but the jewelry is a bit too conspicuous."

These jewels and diamonds were gifts from his two senior classmates.

He needs to find a way to make a move.

Diamonds and jewelry can't fill your stomach; converting them into money is the only way to have peace of mind.

"Give me the things, and I'll be able to help you," Shark Nine said with a smile.

“Diamonds are hard currency. Normally, the commission is 40%, but with my channels, it's a maximum of 20%, so I'll give you 80%. That batch of jewelry is indeed hot money. Normally, you could get a maximum of 30%, but since you're a newcomer, I might give you 10%. With my channels, I can give you 50%.”

"Senior sister, this is outrageous..." Chen Wujun didn't expect that even if she sold these things through Shark Nine, she would still have to pay such a high percentage.

"These are the risks and profits borne by the channel, plus the losses and labor costs for cleaning and recutting the jewelry. I haven't even taken your channel referral fee yet, otherwise you would have to give me 15% of the referral fee."

Shark Nine laughed.

She said these things primarily to instruct Chen Wujun on the rules in this regard.

"Okay, I'll bring it over this afternoon." Chen Wujun nodded.

He pondered to himself, "I didn't expect the commission for selling stolen goods to be so high. It seems I was too naive before."

According to his original plan, even if he robbed a gold shop or watch shop and stole items worth millions, he might end up with less than a million.

The profits from selling stolen goods are huge. Sometimes you can even double-cross unfamiliar people. You should keep an eye out and find out more to build your own channels.

In addition, capital groups like the Lin Group can also play a significant role in this.

Chen Wujun increasingly understands the cooperative relationship between capital and these experts.

Capital needs their military support, and they also need the various forms of assistance provided by capital; it's a mutually beneficial arrangement.

……

In the afternoon, Chen Wujun delivered the jewelry to Shark Nine.

He didn't go to the funeral hall for the next two days.

After all, he doesn't need to go every day. Except for the first two days, the next few days are all on duty in shifts.

He practiced martial arts every morning and arranged other things in the afternoon.

three days later.

Chen Wuhong, wearing a red shirt, stood in front of the mirror, looking himself up and down.

His legs were broken several times, and he stayed at home for almost a year before he was finally able to go out.

After looking around for a moment, he pushed open the door. When he came out of his house, he felt as if he had been in another world, and subconsciously slowed down his pace.

After walking a few steps, he realized that no one would break his legs this time, so he straightened his back.

After going downstairs, I saw two tall, strong young men in suits standing in the alley smoking.

Chen Wuhong guessed that they were sent by the second son to pick him up, coughed twice, and then went over.

Without him noticing, a smile unconsciously appeared on her face.

The two young men turned to look at him, and walked over with smiles: "Is this Brother Hong? Brother Jun sent us to pick you up."

At that moment, Chen Wuhong felt his self-esteem was greatly satisfied, and he felt lightheaded.

He had never been respected like this before.

Besides, it's someone who collaborates with the team.

(End of this chapter)