Chapter 130: White Queen

Guojun Building, top-floor reception hall.

Shanjie, Datian Er, and Jiaopi, dressed in suits and leather shoes, sat upright.

"Shanjie, how are the funeral arrangements for Anan going?" Chen Jiajun opened a cigar box and handed each of the three a cigar.

Shanjie took the cigar but did not light it: "Big Brother, the three of us found a cemetery for him. We are still keeping it from Anan's grandmother."

"Mm-hmm."

Chen Jiajun nodded repeatedly: "Don't tell her yet. Anan made many contributions to Hongxing. Although he is gone, the company is keeping his shares for him. Every month, the company will deposit money into your account, Shanjie. You take this money to his grandmother."

"Since no one is providing for her old age, we in Hongxing will provide for her."

"As Anan's brothers, you must take good care of his grandmother, so that he can leave with peace of mind."

After hearing this, Shanjie and the others were stunned for a moment, then immediately revealed expressions of joy.

"Yes!"

"Big Brother, thank you!"

If it were the old Hongxing, a fallen brother would only receive a one-time bereavement payment. They had not expected that after Chen Jiajun took power, he would actually divide the company's business into shares, allowing parents and family members to inherit them after a person's death.

In this way, even if something happened to the brothers, their families would at least have a monthly living allowance.

If it had been awe before, from this moment on, Shanjie and the others were completely devoted.

"No need to thank me. Hongxing is a Hongxing of tens of thousands of people from top to bottom."

"Although there have been unpleasantries between us, they are all in the past. I hope the three of you will work hard," Chen Jiajun said with a wave of his hand.

At this moment, the ringtone of Shanjie's mobile phone rang. He immediately stood up and walked outside to answer it, then walked back in to report: "Big Brother, my cousin told me that the Sanlian Gang has booked the entire Zhonghua City Nightclub and welcomes you to visit tomorrow."

"I see. Since your cousin is with the Sanlian Gang, you come with me tomorrow," Chen Jiajun nodded slightly: "Xing Shu, let's go together tomorrow and see what the Sanlian Gang is up to."

Xing Shu asked puzzledly: "Big Brother, why do you think the Sanlian Gang is inviting us?"

"If they show courtesy for no reason, they are either treacherous or thieving. The Sanlian Gang has set its sights on Macau."

Chen Jiajun took a puff of his cigar and smiled as he explained to them.

After Shanjie and the others left, Chen Jiajun called out the system.

After selling his Kowloon Wharf shares, Chen Jiajun had paid off all his loans and transferred the Hongxing portion to the Hongxing account; he currently still had 1.27 billion!

And this also earned him another recruitment opportunity.

That same day, Chen Jiajun had Dumu take the young demon slaves to major gold shops in Hong Kong to purchase gold frantically. As soon as the gold was transported back to Guojun Building, it was immediately converted into Universe Coin.

Opening the recruitment roulette page, Chen Jiajun decisively chose to draw.

The pointer spun rapidly. This time, the speed of the pointer was much slower than before, as if it were being attracted by many powerful forces, stopping and trembling wildly from time to time.

Facing this anomaly, Chen Jiajun was also somewhat surprised.

He felt that this recruitment would likely produce something extraordinary.

It was unknown how long it spun, but under the interference of some powerful force, the pointer even began to rotate backward, then stopped steadily.

On the blood-colored name card the pointer was pointing to, it was written: White Queen.

"White Queen?"

Chen Jiajun was stunned. If he remembered correctly, this was a character from Marvel, right?

After summoning her to reality, a tall woman about 1.78 meters tall appeared before Chen Jiajun's eyes, with long golden hair, blue pupils, snow-white soft skin, and vermilion lips.

Coupled with a white miniskirt, her figure was perfectly revealed.

An angel's face and a devil's body!

Especially those breasts, they must be an E-cup, right?

"Greetings, Master."

White Queen looked at Chen Jiajun with a charming smile.

"Ahem, from now on, you shall be called Bai Lu," Chen Jiajun recalled.

This White Queen could be considered a fierce woman; her strength was in no way inferior to the other fierce men.

In particular, White Queen possessed two special abilities.

The first was mind control, capable of manipulating others, modifying memories, implanting memories, telepathy, mental invisibility, and various other overbearing skills!

The second ability was her diamond form.

In this form, her strength was comparable to Superman, capable of lifting two tons of heavy objects, with super endurance and durability.

White Queen was even a professional technician with significant achievements in electronic theory and electronics, completely unlike the other fierce men who only knew how to fight and kill.

However, the system prompted that many of White Queen's special abilities were linked to loyalty, and it would cost quite a bit of Universe Coin—that is, adding money—to unlock them.

But most importantly, White Queen looked too sexy, and she was even wearing white silk stockings!

Coupled with her charming gaze that seemed like it could drip water, Chen Jiajun swallowed his saliva.

To be honest, he hadn't had a woman in a long time.

As the White Queen with mind control abilities, she naturally understood what Chen Jiajun was thinking, and she didn't mind at all.

White Queen smiled sweetly, slowly took off her white miniskirt, licked her lips, and, full of temptation, took the initiative to serve Chen Jiajun.

……

The next evening.

A Mercedes-Benz Pullman, escorted by five Mercedes-Benz sedans, stopped in Central.

Chen Jiajun led the way toward the Zhonghua Nightclub, with Dumu and the others following unhurriedly behind.

The young girls and young married women passing by them covered their mouths one after another, looking at Dumu, Ya Qi, and the young demon slaves with the excited eyes of people looking at giants.

As for the young men, they wished they could stay ten meters away from this group.

After all, this group looked like they did everything except good deeds.

"Boss Chen!"

Xiao Hei of the Sanlian Gang, along with Lei Gong's personal bodyguard, the mute Gao Jie, had long been waiting here.

Upon seeing Chen Jiajun's entourage, Xiao Hei chewed on some betel nut, nodded and bowed, and trotted up to Chen Jiajun: "Boss Chen, our boss has already made arrangements and told us to wait for you here."

"You're very thoughtful, lead the way." Chen Jiajun nodded slightly.

Under Xiao Hei's guidance, the group arrived at the largest VIP suite on the third floor; the demon slave minions were ushered by Xiao Hei to the suite next door, while Chen Jiajun entered the somewhat dated VIP suite with Dumu, Bai Lu, Xing Shu, Shanjie, and Lao Yu.

"Boss Chen!" Lei Gong stood up with a beaming smile and greeted him.

"Boss Lei, you are too polite." Chen Jiajun also wore a smile on his face and shook hands with Lei Gong.

A faint smile hung on the corners of Ding Yao's mouth; her voice was charming and her gaze alluring: "Mr. Chen, my name is Ding Yao."

Today, she was wearing a magenta coat, looking noble and imposing, her eyes bright and radiant.

"Miss Ding, hello."

Chen Jiajun held her delicate, boneless hand.

"Come! Boss Chen, and brothers of Hongxing, everyone please sit." Lei Gong gestured for everyone to take their seats.

Both sides sat down, and the wine went through three rounds.

Chen Jiajun held his red wine glass and asked casually: "I wonder what business Boss Lei has for us by inviting us over this time?"

"Good, then I will speak plainly. The main purpose of this trip to Hong Kong is to discuss a business deal with Hongxing." Lei Gong also restrained his smile.

Chen Jiajun nodded and said: "Alright."

Lei Gong continued: "I intend to cooperate with Hongxing. You Hongxing have three Gambling Halls in Macau; let us cooperate, split the profits fifty-fifty, and advance together."

"We, the Sanlian Gang, will bring gamblers to Macau. Xiaoyao here is the person in charge of our Sanlian Gang in Macau."

As soon as Lei Gong finished speaking, expressions of shock appeared on the faces of Xing Shu and Shanjie; just as Ada had expected, the Sanlian Gang had indeed come for matters in Macau.

After speaking, Lei Gong looked at everyone with interest: "How about it?"

Xing Shu was anxious for a moment; after all, the strength of the Sanlian Gang was significantly greater than that of Hongxing.

Chen Jiajun gave Xing Shu a reassuring look: "Boss Lei, Macau can be said to be more complex than any other place in the world. Besides the Four Great Families, there are the Big Circle, the Aoyu Group, pirates on the sea, and the various triads from Hong Kong that go over to make a living—there are at least several dozen factions!"

"Boss Lei, you say you want to buy in; once the Sanlian Gang arrives, it will be quite a spectacle, turning Macau into something like the United Nations." As he said this, Chen Jiajun applauded.

Lei Gong looked at Chen Jiajun and said: "In this world, there is no such thing as a free lunch."

As he spoke, Lei Gong signaled to his subordinates.

His subordinates placed a small box on the table, and upon opening it, it was filled with brand-new banknotes.

Lei Gong revealed a confident smile and said: "A small token of my appreciation. This is a welcome gift I'm giving you, totaling 30 million. Your three Gambling Halls are the most luxuriously decorated in all of Macau, and with the gamblers we bring from Taiwan, I guarantee you will be able to earn this much every month."

As he spoke, Lei Gong held up one finger.

"Ten million?"

Looking at this finger, Chen Jiajun asked with a laugh.

"That's right." Lei Gong nodded.

His meaning was clear: 30 million for half the shares of Hongxing's three Gambling Halls. Beyond that, the Sanlian Gang would continuously bring gambling resources from Taiwan, and at the same time, he would guarantee that Hongxing's monthly profit would be no less than 10 million.

Honestly, if it were any other triad, they might have agreed.

But who is Chen Jiajun?

A mere 30 million and this monthly profit of 10 million—does he even need to take that seriously?

What does this Lei Gong take him, Chen Jiajun, for?

(End of chapter)