Chapter 127: Free Laborer

Niubijian still refused to let go: "Mr. Chen, won't you consider the price of 115 dollars per share?"

"Apologies, Mr. Niubijian, a gentleman's word is as good as a team of horses." Chen Jiajun said with a smile.

What he valued was the future of the Hutchison Whampoa conglomerate.

One must know that these plots of land owned by Hutchison Whampoa, while not in the prime locations of Hong Kong Island or Kowloon, possessed vast potential!

In his past life, it was precisely by acquiring Hutchison Whampoa that Li Chaoren leaped to become the wealth myth of Hong Kong.

Moreover, the influence of a Hutchison Whampoa, one of the Four Great Foreign Firms, was not something that could be bought with money.

Being in Hong Kong, especially as the Hongxing Dragon Head, Chen Jiajun understood the importance of status all too well.

He was currently walking a tightrope; if someone truly found him an eyesore, they could finish him off in a minute.

But if he had a large conglomerate as a foundation, it would be different.

Bao Jueshi let out a long breath, immediately stood up, and shook hands with Chen Jiajun: "A Jun, thank you!"

"No need for formalities, Bao Jueshi! You return to Hong Kong first; tonight I will bring my Lawyer and meet with you."

Chen Jiajun also gripped his hand.

"Haha, no problem, I can wait for you; it's been a long time since I've had a chance to relax anyway."

Bao Jueshi, however, was unwilling to leave immediately; if Chen Jiajun changed his mind halfway and sold to Jardine, wouldn't he be left with nothing but a bamboo basket to draw water?

Thus, a transaction totaling 2.4675 billion was settled just like that at Fanling Sansheng Palace.

After settling the deal, Chen Jiajun walked out of Sansheng Palace to continue with the society's affairs.

Lu Hantao lowered his voice and said to Lu Yongyu: "Daughter, Dad agrees to you being his girlfriend, but you must strive for it yourself and become his legal wife."

"Dad... didn't you say earlier that I wasn't allowed to associate with him?"

Lu Yongyu was stunned.

"When did I ever say that!?" Lu Taigong flatly denied it.

"Dad, but he already has two girlfriends." Lu Yongyu said, feeling aggrieved.

"Are you stupid? Which successful person in Hong Kong doesn't have three wives and four concubines? You need to be more magnanimous!

Besides, it's only a girlfriend."

Taigong's expression changed just like that...

"Ada."

Seeing Chen Jiajun approach, Xing Shu handed over a list: "After careful selection, only one person is qualified to be initiated under you. His name is Lin Yutian. Shall I have him come over?"

Chen Jiajun looked at the resume and immediately recognized his identity. Lin Yutian—this person was the very same underworld legend with the highest academic qualifications in all of Hong Kong, ranked among the New Kee's Five Tigers and Ten Heroes!

The President of the Thai Boxing Council!

Because he was fluent in English and fierce in a fight, he was jokingly called "Menggui Tian" by people in the underworld!

"His father and mother were both from the old gangs; don't worry, he's not someone with a clean background."

Xing Shu introduced Lin Yutian.

"So he's a second-generation society member!" Chen Jiajun realized with a start.

His Lawyer, Huang Dawen, also came from the old gangs; sure enough, the older the society, the more talent it had.

The first generation of the society fought in the streets to carve out a world for the second generation. Currently, the only second-generation Hongxing member with any success was Xing Shu's son, who was a lawyer.

In this regard, Hongxing's foundation was still a bit lacking.

When the day came that every second-generation Hongxing member was a university student and no longer needed to fight in the streets, only then would Hongxing be truly powerful.

He smiled and said: "No need to call him over. I'll see him when we open the Incense Hall this afternoon anyway. Alright, go check if we've recruited enough people; if it's about time, we'll open the mountain hall and perform the initiation."

"Ada, the hoodlums from the housing estates are still coming up the mountain in an endless stream!"

Xing Shu pointed toward the bustling scene over there.

Chen Jiajun looked over and couldn't see the end of the crowd, his scalp tingling instantly: "Haven't we been recruiting for an entire morning already?"

"The word on the street now is that even Bao Jueshi has to pay his respects to you, so many hoodlums want to join Hongxing."

Xing Shu was all smiles, his mouth unable to close.

At his age, today was the proudest and happiest day of his life.

Chen Jiajun immediately said: "You must strictly vet them."

"Ada, don't worry! Even if the Police Officers want to plant nails, we won't let them get a foothold."

Xing Shu said sternly.

"The more powerful the society, the more nails it has; you can't stop it. Just strictly vet the quality, and if there are useful talents, bring them into Hongxing."

Chen Jiajun shook his head and explained.

There were definitely no shortage of Undercover agents in Hongxing; Chen Jiajun felt he couldn't even count them on one hand.

And among those coming to pay their respects today, every hall had likely taken in quite a few Undercover agents.

Regarding this, Chen Jiajun actually took it in stride.

As long as Hongxing didn't do anything illegal or criminal and kept its nose clean, the Undercover agents wouldn't be able to do anything to the society.

Besides, even if they were Undercover agents, they could still be used by Hongxing.

For example, for his core halls, if they wanted to join, they had to go to the construction site to work first—work for three years first! Just don't let them participate when the society fights in the streets.

After three years, the Undercover agent would have become a skilled worker, and by then, he would be promoted to a construction squad leader, and after that, a squad captain...

Three years, then another three years; three years, and another three years.

Even an Undercover agent with the greatest patience wouldn't be able to hold out, right?

"Yes, Ada!"

Xing Shu immediately agreed.

Within the crowd, the Undercover Chen Zilong had no idea that he was about to begin a full three-year career of moving bricks...

It was not until after three o'clock in the afternoon.

The recruitment work for the various branches of Hung Hing was finally completed.

Dumu strode with his head held high to the front of the Sansheng Palace gate and said in a loud voice:

"If there are any fellow travelers in the Jianghu today who are willing to join the ranks of my Hung Hing, you may bow and enter!"

"One hundred people at a time, enter the mountain in batches; those joining the Wanchai Hall come forward first."

"The first oath: from the moment you enter the Hung Gate, your parents are my parents, and your brothers and sisters are my brothers and sisters! If anyone does not follow this rule or forgets this sentiment, they shall be considered to have broken their oath and be destroyed by the five thunders!"

"The second oath: if a brother's parents pass away and there is no money for the burial, you must notify brothers from all paths. Help with money if you have it, or help with labor if you do not, until the matter is finished. Anyone who pretends not to know shall be destroyed by the five thunders!"

The recruitment conditions for the Wanchai Hall were relatively harsh, but there were still fifty people with firm wills, or perhaps ulterior motives, who were willing to join the Wanchai Hall and go to the Heng Lung Group to start moving bricks...

The fifty brothers took off their shirts, baring their upper bodies, knelt on both knees, held three sticks of incense, and shouted in unison while facing the spirit tablets of the Five Ancestors and Three Heroes, Jiang Tiansheng, and Jiang Zhen on the incense altar.

That day.

The various branches of Hung Hing recruited a total of over three thousand people.

Among them, only one person joined under Chen Jiajun.

Wanchai Hall had fifty people.

Central Branch had eighty people.

Chen Jiajun's core branches basically only recruited this many; as for the rest, they were all in branches like Tsim Sha Tsui.

That evening.

Dumu, Lao Yu, Ya Qi, and others brought the new lackeys from their respective branches to the Heng Lung Group construction site.

Dumu smiled very "naively," patted the shoulder of Heng Lung Group Engineering Director Chen Nanlu, and said with a sly grin: "Old Chen, look at these new goods, how are they?"

"Not bad, not bad! Every one of them is strong and sturdy, the quality is good, and they look easy to use!"

"Hehehe."

Chen Nanlu wore gold-rimmed glasses, his skin was tanned dark, he wore a Patek Philippe watch on his wrist, and he had his hair slicked back; he really didn't look like a group executive.

Looking at the two or three hundred sturdy and burly Hung Hing boys in front of him, Chen Nanlu's eyes shone brightly, and he also let out a hehehe laugh.

Dumu held up his thumb and index finger and rubbed them together, saying: "The price, it's still the previous price, right?"

"Don't you worry! As long as it's brought by you Hung Hing, it's always this price!"

Chen Nanlu patted Dumu on the shoulder.

In the crowd.

Chen Zilong's uneasy emotions began to stir, and his eyes shone brightly; this was big news!

After all, this scene looked exactly like human trafficking or organ harvesting!

And it even involved the Heng Lung Group!

If this were cracked, the position of Inspector would be beckoning to him.

It was also at this moment.

"A Long, take this!"

Dumu threw over the three-piece safety set: a Safety Helmet, a safety harness, and a reflective vest.

Chen Zilong's smile froze.

(End of this chapter)