Chapter 135: I Have a Mysophobia

The doorbell rang, and a sharp-eyed brother went to open the door.

A waitress in the hotel handed over a piece of hotel stationery and said, "Someone asked me to pass this to Mr. Chen."

The brother took the note, nodded, walked into the conference room, and handed it to Big Brother.

After a quick glance, Chen Jiajun stood up and said, "I need to go out for a while to meet Ding Yao of the Sanlian Gang."

Tian Yangsheng tucked his handgun into his pocket, Dumu straightened his clothes, the young demon slaves also stood up one after another, and Ya Qi brought Chen Jiajun his crocodile-skin coat.

Chen Jiajun waved his hand and said, "Lao Yu, you just need to follow me; the others can rest or go to the Gambling Hall to watch the floor."

Lao Yu immediately puffed out his proud chest and tucked his cigar box into his pocket.

……

Walking out of the Lisboa Hotel, Chen Jiajun, wearing his crocodile-skin coat and smoking a cigar, strode toward the Sullivan Restaurant, with Lao Yu following closely behind.

From the window, Ding Yao watched Chen Jiajun not far away.

In her life, she had conquered countless men.

The rich, the powerful, the handsome, and the ugly.

But she had never conquered this handsome man not far away—dashing and elegant, wealthy, young yet holding a high position, and successful.

Ding Yao had conquered many men, but she had never conquered someone like Chen Jiajun.

Looking at Chen Jiajun now, Ding Yao couldn't help but have some thoughts about Dalao Jun in her mind.

It was only natural.

Dalao Jun walked into the restaurant step by step like this and sat down opposite Ding Yao.

Lao Yu stood by his side and locked eyes with Gao Jie; just one playful glance immediately made Gao Jie think about turning and running out the door.

Chen Jiajun took a cigar out of the cigar box, and the blue flame that ignited it flickered on his jade-like face.

The waitress walked over, "Sir, what would you like to drink?"

"Coffee, with extra milk, thank you."

Chen Jiajun shifted his shoulders, sitting with a commanding air.

Ding Yao rested her chin on her hand, her eyes filled with provocation as she looked at Dalao Jun.

Soon, the waitress brought the coffee.

Chen Jiajun looked at Gao Jie and said to Lao Yu, "You two go out first."

Lao Yu turned and left.

But the mute Gao Jie remained unmoved, because in Chen Jiajun's presence, he truly felt his own inferiority.

Ding Yao kept a straight face and said softly, "Get out, don't you see that Dalao Jun and I have things to discuss?"

After struggling for a moment, Gao Jie finally turned and walked out of the Sullivan Restaurant.

Looking at Chen Jiajun in front of her, Ding Yao's voice was soft and charming: "Our Sanlian has partnered with the Haoma Gang."

"What does that have to do with me? We keep to our own sides." Chen Jiajun's slightly magnetic voice was very cold.

Ding Yao was not discouraged by Chen Jiajun's coldness.

She stated her purpose: "But from my perspective, in all of Macau, only you, Dalao Jun, are the best partner."

"Thank you for the compliment, Miss Ding."

Chen Jiajun toyed with the cigar in his hand, his tone remaining cold.

Ding Yao continued, "Because you are the best at doing business, and with your methods, if we cooperate, we can swallow up the entire gambling industry in Macau."

"I came to Macau just to get my fair share; I don't have such grand ambitions."

Chen Jiajun shook his head and said with a smile.

Ding Yao keenly seized upon the distance in Chen Jiajun's tone and said pitifully, "I don't know why Mr. Chen is so cold every time you see me. Am I really that unpleasant to look at?"

"Your beauty has nothing to do with me; I am not interested in you, Miss Ding."

Chen Jiajun shook his head again.

Seeing that this tactic didn't work, Ding Yao immediately said, "Our Sanlian is investing 100 million to renovate the Gambling Halls for Mo Dingping and Bengyaju, and Jieshi Wei has also defected to us. If you Hongxing just sit and wait for death, your business will be swallowed up too."

"Then we'll see who has the real skills. Thank you for the intelligence. How much money do you want?"

Chen Jiajun took out his checkbook.

Ding Yao shook her head and said, "I don't need money."

"What do you want to get?" Chen Jiajun asked.

"How about we join forces to sweep the Haoma Gang out of the game?" Ding Yao stared at Chen Jiajun; her eyes were expressive, making it hard to guess whether what she said was true or false.

Chen Jiajun didn't want to beat around the bush anymore: "Miss Ding, I will pretend I never heard what you said today. You can go now."

Ding Yao stretched out her small foot and hooked his calf: "What if you add me to the deal?"

"I have a mysophobia." Chen Jiajun smiled and picked up his coffee.

Ding Yao's expression changed: "What did you say?"

"You don't have the capital to cooperate with me," Chen Jiajun said. "Unless you take out Lei Gong, then I would be very interested."

Ding Yao was shocked inside, but she pretended to be aggrieved: "Everything I've said so far is the truth. You don't believe me?"

Chen Jiajun slowly exhaled a puff of white smoke:

"You want to use your body to win me over, but I, Chen Jiajun, am not interested in you. Besides, you aren't the one in charge of the Sanlian Gang. Unless you have the mute Gao Jie outside take out Lei Gong, you won't have the qualifications to sit across from me."

"Let me guess, you already have such intentions, but the reason you wanted to see me was to gain my support, right?"

Having had her intentions exposed, Ding Yao's face turned pale in an instant.

Chen Jiajun chuckled:

"This is a high-stakes gamble. I've already seen through your hole cards; you're already in danger."

"At a time like this, you need to learn when to fold and when to call."

"Calling means you will lose more, perhaps even your life. If you fold, although you have lost something now, at least you still have the chips to make a comeback."

"Also, let me give you a piece of advice: a person who cannot see themselves clearly is the most pathetic."

"You cannot sit firmly in the position of Sanlian Gang Leader."

Having said this, Chen Jiajun raised his hand to check the time, "You have five minutes to convince me."

Ding Yao's arms could not stop trembling; her psychological defenses had been shattered. After a long while, she picked up her coffee and took a sip:

"I have no status in the Sanlian Gang. If Lei Gong dies, my ending will not be good, because the only person who will succeed to the position of Sanlian Gang Leader is Lei Fuhong."

"I once wanted to bear a child for Lei Gong. With an heir, he would have the qualifications to inherit the Sanlian Gang, but ever since Sister-in-law Shufen died a few years ago, Lei Gong hasn't even touched me."

"Therefore, I can only fight for it myself."

Chen Jiajun nodded and said, "You have thought it through clearly, but you lack a strong backing, and you yourself have no powerful influence; your ending will not be very good."

"Then will you help me?" Ding Yao blinked her eyes and asked.

"What can I get out of it?" Chen Jiajun asked with interest.

Ding Yao caught a glimpse of a woman's long hair on Chen Jiajun's clothes. She stood up, plucked it off, and said with a charming smile, "So you like long hair? Then would you like it if I grew my hair long?"

Chen Jiajun suddenly stood up and gave Ding Yao a meaningful smile: "Everything depends on your own choice; I am not interested in you."

Seeing the cold look in Chen Jiajun's eyes, Ding Yao felt as if she had been electrocuted and withdrew her hand.

She had not expected that the beauty she prided herself on would have no effect at all in front of Chen Jiajun.

Ding Yao asked, "Mr. Chen, is it true that only by killing Lei Gong will I have the capital to cooperate with you?"

"Lei Gong has so many bodyguards around him; how do you plan to do it?" Chen Jiajun asked with interest.

Ding Yao replied, "Gao Jie is one of Lei Gong's close associates, and he is my man. I will arrange for people from the Number Gang to come over, and then I will have Gao Jie finish off Lei Gong and frame the Number Gang."

"As long as you help me wipe out the Number Gang, I will have avenged my husband and will be able to sit firmly in the position of Sanlian Gang Leader."

"From now on, both I and the Sanlian Gang will belong to you. If you don't believe me, you can test me right now. How about it? Will you go book a room, or should I?"

Chen Jiajun did not reply; he frowned, shook his head, took a deep puff of his cigar, and threw the cigar into the ashtray.

After finishing, he took out a banknote, threw it on the table, and strode away.

Chen Jiajun had said before that a person who cannot see themselves clearly is the most pathetic.

The cleverness Ding Yao thought she possessed was actually nothing in Chen Jiajun's eyes.

Did she have the qualifications to cooperate with Chen Jiajun?

Absolutely not.

She merely wanted to rely on his, Chen Jiajun's, influence to sit firmly in the position of the Taiwan Sanlian Gang.

In other words, he, Chen Jiajun, would then have to send troops to Taiwan to help Ding Yao sit firmly in the position of Sanlian Gang Leader.

That would be too much trouble!

Chen Jiajun knew very clearly what he wanted.

If Ding Yao were smart enough, he would be willing to give her a hand.

But this person, Ding Yao, had no value to him whatsoever.

Why would he cooperate with a woman who had no value and was not very smart?

In fact, what she should have done was to choose to fold immediately after he, Chen Jiajun, saw through her hole cards, but she did not do so because she had not seen through Chen Jiajun's hole cards, nor had she seen herself clearly!

(End of chapter)