Chapter 170: The Light of Men

It was already late at night when I returned to Repulse Bay Manor.

When I returned to the living room, Guan Jiahui had already gone to bed; she still had classes tomorrow, unlike Huang Bi'an.

The Butler had just served Chen Jiajun a bowl of freshly cooked abalone porridge when Huang Bi'an came over to massage him: "Back so late?"

"I have to support you two women, so naturally I have to work harder on business."

Chen Jiajun reached out and stroked Huang Bi'an's arm: "Still not asleep this late?"

"The new house is too empty, I can't sleep."

Huang Bi'an sat down beside Chen Jiajun.

"Not used to the bed? Then I'll keep you company in a bit," Chen Jiajun said meaningfully.

The villa is great in every other way, but the area is too large and too empty; it seems I need to work harder and find a few more wives.

"I certainly won't!"

Huang Bi'an probably thought of Chen Jiajun as a beast, and was immediately scared pale, turning to walk upstairs.

Chen Jiajun, however, would not have it; he hurriedly finished the porridge and went to Huang Bi'an's large bedroom.

When designing the villa, Chen Jiajun had designed several large bedrooms; these bedrooms were all equipped with walk-in closets, bathrooms, living rooms, and so on, so that one could live in each master bedroom without disturbing the others.

"I'm going to sleep with Huihui," Huang Bi'an said, pretending to be calm as she took her pillow.

Before she could finish speaking, Chen Jiajun had already wrapped his arms around Huang Bi'an's waist and entered the bedroom: "Help me draw a bath and scrub my back."

"Okay..."

Hearing Chen Jiajun's words, Huang Bi'an walked toward the bathroom with a face full of red.

The next day.

After Chen Jiajun woke up and finished washing, the Butler came over to inform him: "Young Master, the eldest son of the He Family, He Tianbao, is here to visit."

"Why did he come?"

Chen Jiajun changed into casual attire and came to the entertainment hall downstairs, seeing He Tianbao in a suit and leather shoes, holding a cup of coffee and admiring the luxury cars in the car gallery.

In addition to some entertainment facilities, Chen Jiajun had also designed a car gallery on the first floor, where his collection of famous cars was displayed.

"Tianbao, first time here? Why didn't you call ahead so I could wake up earlier?"

"It's no matter, it's just that my old man suddenly asked me to come and invite you over."

"Oh? Xin Ge is calling for me?"

"Yes."

He Xin's residence in Hong Kong is located at Repulse Bay Road No. 1; although both are located in Repulse Bay, they are a full kilometer or two apart.

"Old man!"

"Xin Ge!"

When Chen Jiajun and He Tianbao arrived, He Xin was teasing a blue-and-gold macaw: "A Jun, come, come over and have some tea!"

After sitting down, He Xin poured a cup of tea for Chen Jiajun and handed him a Cigar: "A Jun, you should know the pressure we were under when we founded Aomen Entertainment."

"I've heard a little; I heard that the Fu Laorong family and the Gao Kelin family both threatened you?"

Chen Jiajun took the Cigar and suppressed his impatience; he knew He Xin wouldn't look for him for a casual chat for no reason.

He Xin puffed on his pipe and nodded: "The biggest threat wasn't the Fu Laorong family, but the Lobo family."

He Xin's tone seemed to sink into memories.

At that time, the Lobo family's influence was simply too great; even the President of Puguo listened to him.

In the Macau of that time, if Lobo wanted you to die, you died; if he wanted you to live, you lived.

After the forces standing in front of him failed to compete for the Gambling License, Lobo called Puguo, and the President of Puguo even called the Governor, telling the Governor not to hand the casino over to Aomen Entertainment to operate.

But the Governor's attitude was very firm; he had already promised to let Aomen Entertainment do it, and he had to keep his word.

The Governor even confessed at the time that he intended to stop being Governor, because the benefits Aomen Entertainment gave were simply too many.

The Governor's move to help Aomen Entertainment at that time naturally invited retaliation from the Lobo family; Xiao Luobao called the President and squeezed the Governor out of Macau!

Immediately after, Xiao Luobao used his advantages in certain industries to cause Aomen Entertainment to have no customers, and hired assassins at high prices, intending to assassinate He Xin.

Xiao Luobao even warned: "The day Aomen Entertainment opens for gambling is the end of Macau!"

Speaking to this point, He Xin laughed: "Later, Nan Ge called his mother, Madam Liu. Madam Liu has great energy in the underworld; here in Macau, the Number Gang protects my safety, and in Hong Kong, Hung Hing protects my safety."

Speaking to this point, he looked at Chen Jiajun.

Chen Jiajun nodded and said: "So, this is the reason you gave Hung Hing two Gambling Halls?"

"Yes, mainly to repay the favor to Hung Hing and the Jiang Family, but you know that favor debts are hard to repay.

Jiang Tianyang called me, hoping to sit down and talk with you.

I won't show my face, but I found Xin Mazai to be the peacemaker, letting Jiang Tianyang give Xin Mazai 1 million in tea money. A Jun, what do you think?"

He Xin nodded, stating the real intention for calling Chen Jiajun over.

Xin Mazai is also known as Xin Ma Shizeng, whose real name is Deng Yongxiang.

He was a superstar thirty years ago, a giant of Cantonese opera, whose status could not be shaken; his status was very high.

How high was his status?

He was one of the shareholders of Aomen Entertainment.

In all of Hong Kong, he was the only person who could legally smoke opium; the Governor gave special approval, and even the Police could do nothing about him.

People in the underworld called him Brother Xiang or Cheung Suk; he was a famous Cantonese opera star, and those with higher seniority and status than him called him Xin Mazai; he was a Big Spender worth hundreds of millions.

"Since you, Xin Ge, specifically asked me to come, and Cheung Suk is stepping in, fine, we can talk."

Chen Jiajun agreed very readily.

He Xin nodded, took out a chessboard, and said with a fiery gaze: "The serious business is finished; keep me company for a game of chess before you go. I've learned a few moves recently."

Damn it!

Chen Jiajun has truly suffered deeply at the hands of He Xin, that terrible chess player.

"Xin Ge, I'll be heading off first. Don't worry, I'll definitely be there tonight."

After saying this, Chen Jiajun immediately stood up, brushed off his backside, and left without a shred of reluctance.

……

That night.

Stanley Street, Luyu Tea House.

A Mercedes-Benz Pullman, escorted by several Mercedes-Benz cars, pulled up slowly to the entrance. Dumu stepped out from the driver's seat and opened the door; Chen Jiajun stepped out with his right foot and stood firm.

Not far away, a Rolls-Royce pulled up slowly, and an old man wearing a black button-down Chinese jacket and a fedora stepped out.

His face was pale, he had a hooked nose, and his frame was extremely gaunt, yet his gait was very steady.

This person was none other than Xin Ma Shizeng, who held sway over both the underworld and the legitimate world in Hong Kong and Macau.

Every uncle and auntie of age in all of Hong Kong knew him!

Seeing Chen Jiajun, Xin Ma Shizeng leaned on his cane and hurried forward: "A Jun!"

"Cheung Suk, to have you come out as a peacemaker, we juniors are truly in the wrong. I specially acquired a batch of Yiwu Tea a while ago; you should take some back to taste later."

Chen Jiajun walked to his side even faster to support him; one must be filial when living in the underworld, and the bigger the figure, the more one must pay attention to it.

"Coming out to be a peacemaker and getting tea money to boot," Xin Ma Shizeng said with a beaming smile.

The two went upstairs.

At this time, there were not many people sitting in the private room; there was only Jiang Tianyang, Shenxian Ke, Che Baoshan, and the three brothers of the Yue Nan Gang, Tony.

Seeing Xin Ma Shizeng arrive, Jiang Tianyang immediately walked quickly to the door: "Cheung Suk."

"Tianyang, you have also been through life and death for decades. Now that you have Jiang Xiaobao following you, if Jiang Tiansheng knew in the afterlife, he would certainly be very happy. You should also enjoy life."

Xin Ma Shizeng sat in the middle, holding a cup of tea while twisting a string of Buddhist prayer beads in his hand, his face full of smiles.

Jiang Tianyang was also all smiles: "Xin Ge, who can compare to you! Hey, do you lot have no manners? Why haven't you greeted him yet?"

Behind him, Shenxian Ke and the others immediately called out "Cheung Suk" to Xin Ma Shizeng.

Xin Ma Shizeng pointed at Che Baoshan and said: "You must be Jiang Xiaobao, right?"

"Cheung Suk, it is me."

Che Baoshan bowed slightly to Xin Ma Shizeng, feeling somewhat awkward facing the name Jiang Xiaobao.

"Truly a talent; you look as if you were carved from the same mold as your old man."

After Xin Ma Shizeng praised Che Baoshan, he added:

"Xin Ge asked me to come forward as a peacemaker. A Jun, what is your position now?"

Chen Jiajun leaned his back against the sofa, holding a thick cigar between his fingers: "Look, Cheung Suk, Jiang Tianyang poached two of my districts."

"This matter cost me quite a bit of money, but since Taizi and Chen Dayu were willing to jump ship, I have nothing to say."

"Jiang Tianyang gave me 20 million as compensation; I didn't say a word, and I didn't do a thing."

"But you, Jiang Tianyang, colluded with the Yue Nan Gang and shot and killed my Hong Hing Zha FIT Ren. What is the meaning of that?"

Xin Ma Shizeng took some opium from his pocket and took a few puffs: "Tianyang, say whatever you have to say."

Jiang Tianyang curled his lips in a smile and spoke to Chen Jiajun opposite him: "Xin Ge, I was the one who entrusted Xin Ge to invite you out to talk this time. You have also seen my sincerity."

"Last night, A Jun sent people to burn down my laundry powder factory and the bar in Jordan, causing me to lose several thousand."

Xin Ma Shizeng exhaled a puff of smoke: "Your laundry powder factory and bar were burned down; how can you be sure it was A Jun's men who did it?"

"Cheung Suk, this matter was indeed done by me. He sent people to assassinate Ahong Hing Zha FIT Ren; I couldn't just do nothing."

Chen Jiajun admitted it without the slightest hesitation.

"Damn it!"

"I knew it was you!"

A Zha, who was beside Jiang Tianyang, could not hold back any longer; he slapped the table and roared.

Chen Jiajun smoked his cigar and said: "I presume you are the famous A Zha, Xian Weicha?"

"I don't change my name when I walk, and I don't change my surname when I sit; that is indeed me." A Zha patted his chest.

Chen Jiajun nodded and said: "In the underworld, having a loud voice doesn't mean you're in the right."

"I won't even talk about the laundry powder business. We did send people to finish off the Hong Hing boy; we were indeed in the wrong first."

"But how do we account for the twenty lives? 200,000 for each, 4 million in total, so I can give my brothers an explanation."

A Zha put forward his own demands.

"Explain to your mother!"

"I'm in the underworld; who do I have to explain to!"

Chen Jiajun, who had just been gentle and refined, suddenly widened his eyes, his face revealing a murderous look as his killing intent surged.

This angry shout of his immediately made everyone present jump in fright involuntarily.

A Zha sat back in his seat sheepishly.

Chen Jiajun took a puff of his cigar, changed his tone, and said unhurriedly: "You lot, the Yuenanzai, were brought to Hong Kong by the British and only know how to stir up trouble."

"I advise you: don't get too carried away. Otherwise, I will make life for you Yuenanzai increasingly difficult."

"When you act like dogs, you must have the self-awareness of a dog."

"Do you understand?"

The three Tony brothers immediately turned red with anger.

"Alright, let's all say less. If both sides are unconvinced, then start fighting after you leave the tea house."

"Tianyang, what do you say?" Xin Ma Shizeng looked at Jiang Tianyang, his gaze sweeping over the three brothers; the meaning was clear: tell him to keep his people in check.

In Hong Kong, the wealthier people are, the more they look down on the Yuenanzai.

Jiang Tianyang picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip, and said, "A Jun, I know you were unhappy that day because I poached people from two of your districts, so you said I was the one who took out my brother."

"I took out Konglong and severely injured Baji; the pent-up anger in my heart has already been vented."

"Regardless, we all come from the same school; from now on, let's keep to our own affairs, what do you think?"

Chen Jiajun naturally knew what kind of ghost Jiang Tianyang had in his heart; he wanted a period of peace to first rake in some money before starting a war.

But since Jiang Tianyang wanted a period of peace, Chen Jiajun would naturally agree; otherwise, how could he lure the snake out of its hole?

Last night, Jiang Tianyang and the Yue Nan Gang had so much Laundry Powder burned; they must be looking to restock in large quantities recently!

Chen Jiajun looked at Jiang Tianyang and revealed a smile: "Fine, since you, Jiang Tianyang, have said so, and with Cheung Suk here, how could I not give you face?"

"Alright, my anger is vented too. From now on, we each walk our own path. Let's chat again when we have time..."

"Wait."

Jiang Tianyang waved his hand and said, "Right, there is one more thing."

"Kunsha asked me to ask you, are you interested in getting rich together?"

"In a while, Ba Mian Fo is coming to Hong Kong; if you are interested, I'll have him give you a batch of goods then."

"Jiang Tianyang, I find you really cute."

"I can easily earn hundreds of millions playing the stock market; is it worth it for me to come over and fight for scraps with a bunch of dogs?"

"Hahaha!"

As he spoke, Chen Jiajun stood up, turned his head, and said: "Alright, help me tell General Kunsha that when I have time, I will definitely go to Myanmar North to find him for tea."

"Cheung Suk, I'm off. It's still early, let's go get a late-night snack together; I'll send you back later."

"Sure!"

Xin Ma Shizeng stood up and followed Chen Jiajun's footsteps.

As for Tony and his two brothers, their faces were alternating between red and white.

Not until the door was tightly shut did Jiang Tianyang look at Tony and the others and say: "Did you hear that? In Hong Kong, when a person is down on their luck, everyone treats you like a monster."

A Zha said nothing, picked up the teacup on the table, drank it in one gulp, and slammed it down.

Leaving Luyu Tea House, Chen Jiajun took Xin Ma Shizeng to Causeway Bay to eat hot pot.

"Cheung Suk, this place has the best beef in all of Hong Kong; it's all Wagyu flown in by air!"

"Whew~"

Xin Ma Shizeng picked up a slice of beef, swished it in the boiling hot pot, and immediately picked it up to put it in his mouth, unable to even respond to Chen Jiajun, nodding repeatedly.

After eating his fill, he took a sip of Moutai liquor and happily smoked some opium from his pipe: "A Jun, you specifically invited me here for a late-night snack, is it because you have your eye on my shares in Aoyu Group?"

Old people are shrewd, and ghosts are clever.

Chen Jiajun's age from his past life combined with his current one was not as great as Xin Ma Shizeng's, and Xin Ma Shizeng could see at a glance what Chen Jiajun was planning.

He was the only legendary figure in all of Hong Kong officially permitted to smoke opium, and in the sixties, he could beg for millions every time he performed as a beggar for charity!

Later, his estate dispute case would go on to spark discussions across all of Hong Kong.

"Cheung Suk, your eyes are like torches!"

Chen Jiajun gave a thumbs up: "How many shares do you still have in Aoyu Group?"

Xin Ma Shizeng picked up a handkerchief to wipe his sweat: "7.5%. You spent 300 million buying Nie Aotian's shares... how about this, let's count my shares as 225 million, I'll knock off the fraction for you and call it 200 million."

Chen Jiajun immediately widened his eyes, secretly thinking that Xin Ma Shizeng was truly too good at conducting himself; he had exempted him from 25 million in one go. He was truly worthy of being the charity opera king praised by everyone in Hong Kong.

Before he could speak, Xin Ma Shizeng laughed: "Don't agree so quickly, I have requirements."

"Cheung Suk, tell me."

Chen Jiajun picked up the Moutai liquor and filled Xin Ma Shizeng's glass.

"At the end of the year, I have a charity performance, you have to come and support me. Besides, I have a son, Zhaozhun, who is usually spoiled by me and often causes trouble; if I have something to ask of you in the future, what do you say?"

Xin Ma Shizeng put forward his conditions.

Deng Zhaozhun was the son born to Xin Ma Shizeng and his fourth wife when he was 51 years old; having a son in his old age, Xin Ma Shizeng naturally doted on him.

Chen Jiajun knew Deng Zhaozhun; he would later join TVB and become a star, and his most widely known feat was one man taming three women.

Truly a light among men!

Happy New Year everyone! I hope everyone has great luck in the Year of the Dragon and that everything goes according to your wishes!

(End of this chapter)