Chapter 139: The Fastest Way to Solve a Problem

Hearing this, Jieshi Wei grew anxious and argued: "Brother Jun, I know about the two of them cooperating with the Sanlian Gang, but they are Gambling Hall masters; is it really so unreasonable to bring in a shareholder for a Gambling Hall? It isn't right to hold what happened between you and Lei Gong against us, is it?"

Mo Dingping slapped the table: "That's right, our cooperation with the Sanlian Gang has nothing to do with Hong Xing; what happened between you and Lei Gong is your own business!"

Chen Jiajun shook his head upon hearing this: "It is indeed unrelated, but let me make this clear: from now on, I am in charge of the Lisboa Casino. If you still want to continue working in the Gambling Halls, give me fifty percent; otherwise, I guarantee you will have a very hard time."

What kind of concept is fifty percent?

Back in the day, when Fei Gou proposed that he take a 30% cut of every gambling table in Hong Xing, Jiang Tiansheng ordered him to be taken out!

And Chen Jiajun was proposing 50%!

That was simply sitting on everyone's shoulders and sucking their blood.

As soon as Chen Jiajun said this, Mo Dingping's top fighter—Lanming Long—slapped the table and stood up, pointing at Chen Jiajun with a fierce tone: "Damn! Why don't you just go rob someone!"

"Bastard! You have no say here!"

Hong Xing Second Route Marshal Dumu unleashed his full aura, pointing at Lanming Long and cursing.

"Damn you! Who do you think you are, chirping away in front of my Big Brother!"

Lao E slammed the table and stood up, pointing at Lanming Long and cursing furiously.

"Do you want to die!" Lao E's gaze was like a blade, scraping across Lanming Long's face.

Tian Yangsheng glared at Lanming Long.

The brothers were just waiting for a word from their Big Brother to kill Lanming Long on the spot.

Even Tian Yangsheng, the weakest in terms of strength among this group, had a hundred lives on his hands.

A bloodthirsty, ferocious, and chilling aura flowed from them.

Feizai Kun and Xiao Jingzhao, these two old veterans of the underworld, were considered well-traveled, but they had never seen a group of people with such thick killing intent.

Not to mention Lanming Long, who was bearing the brunt of everyone's pressure; a bead of sweat slid down his cheek.

"Sit down!"

Jieshi Wei, puffing on a Cigar, reached out and gestured to Lanming Long, signaling him to sit.

Datian Er—Xiao Jingzhao—shook his head and said in a deep voice: "A Jun, aren't your conditions a bit too excessive?

Besides, A Wei is the General Manager of the Lisboa Casino now, and our relationship with He Xin is quite good. You only have ten percent of the shares, yet you open your mouth to demand a fifty percent cut; that's even more vicious than the Macau Governor!"

The relationship between the Number Gang and He Xin was indeed quite good.

But what Xiao Jingzhao could never have imagined was that Jieshi Wei, Mo Dingping, and Bengyaju were secretly colluding with Lei Gong, intending to seize the Macau Gambling License.

Chen Jiajun stood up and said meaningfully: "I have my own reasons for proposing this condition.

And as for you few, I have already seen through your trump cards. Give me a satisfactory answer by tonight, or don't bother after that!"

"Excuse me, I'm busy with the business at the three new Gambling Halls I opened, so I must return immediately."

After speaking, Chen Jiajun immediately led his men out of the teahouse.

They watched as Chen Jiajun and his group left with an air of unshakeable confidence.

"Bastard! Does he think he's the Chairman of the Aoyu Group?" Mo Dingping pounded the table viciously.

"Damn his mother, let's just find a few mainland thugs and kill him!" Lanming Long said, looking at Mo Dingping.

Mo Dingping looked at Bengyaju: "A Ju, what do you say?"

Bengyaju did not speak; his mind was lost in thought. Known as the last godfather of Macau, he was no fool.

Why was Chen Jiajun so confident?

Why did he say he had already seen their trump cards?

Could it be... could it be that their conversation with Lei Gong was all known to the other side?

Impossible.

There weren't many people present at the time, only the three of them plus Lei Gong.

Xiao Jingzhao said in a deep voice: "You can go about your business with peace of mind. If Dalao Jun wants to cut off your water supply, we elders naturally cannot sit by and watch."

"We have no choice at all; he doesn't want to give us a way to live," Bengyaju said in a deep voice.

Feizai Kun, who had been silent, spoke up: "Xiao Liao, what are your trump cards? A Jun said he has already seen through your trump cards; if there is anything to say, you must tell us."

Shuifang Liao immediately looked at Bengyaju. He was in the same camp as Bengyaju, and although he was the strategist, he followed Bengyaju's lead in everything.

Bengyaju gave him a look, and Xiao Liao dared not reveal the truth: "Dalao Jun is a madman; you know that, Brother Kun."

"If you are in the right, I will support you, but you must not hide anything. I'm leaving first."

Feizai Kun immediately saw that there was some secret between the two. He shook his head and stood up, leaning on his cane.

"If anything happens, give me a call." Xiao Jingzhao also leaned on his cane and walked out of the teahouse.

Inside the teahouse.

Only Mo Dingping, Bengyaju, Jieshi Wei, and their top fighters remained.

"Ring ring!"

Just at this moment.

The cell phone rang; it was Jieshi Wei's.

He puffed on his Cigar gloomily and answered the phone with annoyance: "Hello."

Then, he immediately put on a smiling face: "Brother Xin."

"Remember to come to a meeting tomorrow, and bring Bengyaju and Mo Dingping."

After saying this, He Xin hung up the phone.

He Xin's tone was cold, completely different from his usual manner. For a moment, the feeling of unease in Jieshi Wei's heart grew even stronger.

Seeing Jieshi Wei put down the cell phone, Xiao Liao asked hurriedly: "What did Brother Xin say?"

"He said to let us go to a meeting tomorrow," Jieshi Wei said slowly, word by word.

"What does that mean?"

Mo Dingping asked, as under normal circumstances, He Xin, as the Chairman of Aoyu Group, would never call him and Bengyaju to a meeting!

Bengyaju's eyes swept across the room; by now, he suspected there was a mole among them, "Is there someone here who leaked the information?"

The Majai present all looked at each other, not knowing what Brother Ju was talking about.

Shuifang Liao also swept his gaze calmly over everyone, finally looking at Mo Dingping: "Although we don't get along, it shouldn't be someone from your side who leaked the information, right?"

"Damn it!"

"I went to leak the information? Am I stupid, or are you stupid! I have a part in this matter too! Damn it!"

Mo Dingping cursed loudly.

With the two of them saying this, Jieshi Wei slammed his mobile phone onto the table: "Fuck his mother, I want to see what He Xin and Chen Jiajun are going to play at tomorrow! You two tell your subordinates to be careful these next two days."

Bengyaju swallowed hard: "If... if I mean, what if Xin Ge wants to drive us to a dead end?"

Everyone saw shock in the other's eyes, and they also saw the answer in the other's eyes.

At the Lisboa Casino.

Since being suppressed by the British Hong Kong government in the sixties and seventies, Chen Yingnan had rarely appeared in business settings.

The current He Xin was clearly the sole monarch.

And Jieshi Wei's role was equivalent to a prime minister.

Bengyaju and Mo Dingping could also be considered high-ranking officials.

Whether prime minister or high-ranking official, their authority all came from the monarch's power.

As long as He Xin spoke up at the shareholders' meeting, Jieshi Wei's title of General Manager would naturally be stripped away.

If the monarch wants a subject to die, the subject has no choice but to die.

But what if the subject does not want to die?

History has already provided the answer: regicide!

As Dalao Jun, who had also climbed to the top by taking care of Jiang Tiansheng, he could naturally guess their thoughts. He called He Xin and said: "Xin Ge, I forgot one thing. From now on, my people will protect you twenty-four hours a day."

"You mean they will make a move on me?"

He Xin was very surprised; he had never even thought about this matter.

"Put yourself in their shoes and think about it; if it were me, I would do the same." Chen Jiajun sat into the Mercedes-Benz SEL, and Tian Yangsheng started the car: "Back when Aoyu Group secured the Gambling License, there were countless people in Macau and Hong Kong who wanted your head. It's just for the sake of safety."

He Xin made a prompt decision: "I understand. You arrange for people to come to my Zhuangyuan immediately."

Hanging up the phone, Lao E asked puzzledly: "Big Brother, letting He Xin die is what best serves our interests, right?"

"You are wrong. He Xin cannot die. If He Xin dies, we won't be able to gain any significant benefits from Aoyu Group." Chen Jiajun smoked his Cigar.

Lao E asked: "Why?"

"Because I cannot move against the person who is newly appointed." Chen Jiajun gave the answer.

The two major shareholders of Aoyu Group, He Xin and Chen Yingnan—after He Xin dies, Chen Yingnan would naturally become the license holder, and Chen Yingnan is someone Chen Jiajun does not want to move against.

Why?

The reason is simple: Chen Yingnan is a Chinese person truly worthy of respect.

The reason why Chen Yingnan was suppressed by the British Hong Kong government was that he did many, many things for the country in the fifties.

Therefore, he was suppressed by the British Hong Kong government and the United States.

If Heyan is the Macau King, then Chen Yingnan is the undisputed Hong Kong King.

There is no triad in Hong Kong that dares to touch the Chen Family and Chen Yingnan!

After he dies, they will drape the national flag over him!

Such a person, Chen Jiajun will not kill.

Although the fastest way to solve a problem is violence, and solving the person who raises the problem, it does not mean he is bloodthirsty by nature.

(End of this chapter)