Chapter 172: Trapped at Every Turn, Everyone Wants Them Dead!

Leaving the Oriental Daily News, Chen Jiajun immediately arrived in Tuen Mun.

After Konglong died, Chen Jiajun immediately had Ao En promoted to the position of Zha FIT Ren of Tuen Mun.

However, Ao En was only obsessed with machinery and forging and had no interest in the affairs of the society, so he handed the matters over to Lu Jinqiang to manage.

"Ada."

Lu Jinqiang brought Lu Jianbo, Lu Yongfu, and others before Chen Jiajun.

"You handled the Jordan bar matter well. Find me another batch of elderly uncles and aunties, the more the better.

When the time comes to hold the banners, one hundred dollars, three hundred for fighting.

Additionally, ten dollars per bucket of shit, transported to Yau Tsim Mong. Prepare for this early; in a few days, we'll have the whole of Hong Kong stirred up."

Chen Jiajun instructed.

"Understood, Ada!" Lu Jinqiang nodded.

Chen Jiajun then added: "Also, go find a few dozen unfamiliar faces among the Tuen Mun thugs. Tomorrow, go to Yau Tsim Mong; if you see any Yuenanzai, beat them up. Just say that they, the Yuenanzai, stole job opportunities in the New Territories. 300 per person, all medical expenses covered, two hundred thousand if they die."

"Yes!" Lu Jinqiang nodded excitedly.

The Oriental Daily News moved very quickly.

That night, Ma Chengkun brought a sample newspaper to Chen Jiajun.

The front-page headline was an exposé on the North-South armed conflict at the Boat People Center back in the day.

There were two types of Yue Nan refugees coming to Hong Kong.

One type was South Vietnamese; this group was mainly composed of overseas Chinese. These people knew that once they reached a foreign country, they should be quiet and work hard to earn money. This group was relatively law-abiding in Hong Kong. They had the advantage of language and quickly integrated into Hong Kong.

The other part was North Vietnamese. These Yuenanzai were despised by the vast majority of Hong Kong people. A Zha, A Hu, and Tony belonged to the North Vietnamese.

In the North-South armed conflict, 2,000 North Vietnamese refugees used homemade weapons to attack South Vietnamese refugees.

In this armed conflict, 230 people were burned alive, and hundreds were seriously injured!

The Royal Hong Kong Police dispatched the Flying Tigers to suppress the matter!

……

Immediately following that was another report about a brawl at the Wanghoushi Refugee Camp caused by North Vietnamese refugees collecting protection fees from South Vietnamese overseas Chinese.

……

"A Jun, how is it?" Ma Chengkun looked at Chen Jiajun with some anticipation.

After finishing the relevant reports, Chen Jiajun flicked the newspaper and gave a thumbs up: "Professional matters really should be left to professional people. However, we still need to push harder! Make the fire burn even brighter!"

"Of course, our Oriental Daily News has the highest circulation in Hong Kong! Besides, the bloody crimes committed by the Yuenanzai in Hong Kong couldn't be reported in a month."

Ma Chengkun said with a hint of pride.

"Have people print an extra million copies immediately; I will send people over to pick up the goods." Chen Jiajun reached out his hand to Ma Chengkun.

"Pleasure doing business!"

……

"Free newspapers!"

"Everyone, come and take a look!"

At the first light of dawn the next day, people were handing out newspapers for free in the streets and alleys of Hong Kong.

"Hey, the Oriental Daily News is free?"

A Uniformed Police officer who had just finished his night shift yawned and asked one of the distributors.

"Sir, of course it's free. Even if you don't read it, it's fine to take it back to use in the toilet." The man said as he took a copy of the 【Oriental Daily News】 and stuffed it into the other's hand.

The Uniformed Police officer flipped to the headline of the newspaper and shook his head helplessly: "The Boat People Center massacre, I was involved in that back then..."

……

Kowloon.

"There are free newspapers?"

An uncle who was exercising early in the morning took the Oriental Daily News, and upon seeing the headline, he cursed out loud: "Damn Governor Mai Lihao, the British are all bastards, treating us Hong Kong people like suckers!"

Several uncles and aunties nearby heard the uncle's cursing and immediately joined the discussion.

The resentment of Hong Kong citizens toward North Vietnamese refugees had long been established; there was no need for Chen Jiajun to incite them, as the cursing was already sky-high.

"Damn it! My house was burned down in the Shek Kip Mei fire in 1953, and I've been applying for public housing for 17 years without success. The damn British spend 200 million on those North Vietnamese every year!"

"More than 200 million, at least 500 million every year!"

"Where does this money come from? Isn't it our Hong Kong people's money!"

"The North Vietnamese are vampires sucking the blood of us Hong Kong people!"

"Not just sucking blood, they're also stealing our jobs!"

"Shh, shh, shh, keep your voice down, those North Vietnamese are very fierce!"

"Can they be fiercer than the Hung Hing boys?"

"Do the Hung Hing boys have the British supporting them? The North Vietnamese have the British supporting them..."

……

"Hey, who let you hand out newspapers on the street?"

At 7:30 in the morning, a Uniformed Police officer clearly felt an unusual atmosphere spreading through the streets and alleys, and he immediately stopped a young man.

"What the hell is it to you? We're handing out newspapers for free, benefiting the citizens of Hong Kong!"

The young man retorted.

"ID card!" The Uniformed Police officer saw this and pulled out his police baton.

"See? I'm Ahong Kong citizen!"

The young man immediately took out his Hong Kong identity card.

The Uniformed Police took the identity card and flipped through it carefully, then compared it with the young demon slave, and immediately pulled out handcuffs, saying, "Please come back to the Police Station with me!"

"The Police are arresting people! The Police have now been reduced to lackeys for the North Vietnamese!"

That young demon slave immediately roared excitedly.

This roar from the young demon slave immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding Hong Kong citizens.

"Little brother, don't worry!"

An elderly man wearing a white undershirt and glasses immediately stood by the young demon slave's side and said to the Uniformed Police in a stern and righteous tone:

"Fuck your mother, are you even human! The person is here handing out newspapers for free, what the hell is it to you!"

"Remember that it is the Hong Kong citizens who feed you, you are not a dog for the North Vietnamese!"

"Come and look! The dogs of North Vietnam are here to arrest people!"

The elderly man's loud shouting immediately caused the young Uniformed Police to be trapped in layers of encirclement by the Hong Kong citizens, and the people were filled with righteous indignation, pointing fingers at him.

Facing the chattering of a group of elderly Uncles and Aunties, the Uniformed Police could not even state his case, let alone when he was in the wrong; for a moment, he could only retreat repeatedly.

Just at this moment, an Uncle who had gotten up early to pour out night soil roared, "Get out of the way!"

After the Uncle finished speaking, he rushed directly into the crowd and splashed a whole bucket of night soil all over the Uniformed Police.

In an instant, the Uniformed Police was covered from head to toe in yellow and white filth, a scene that was nauseating.

The Uncle pointed at the Uniformed Police and roared loudly, "Eat shit!"

……

Yau Ma Tei.

In a van, Luo Yongjiu, one of the Tuen Mun Five Great Heavenly Kings and an outsider to the Lu family, smoked a cigarette and gave his final instructions to the thugs in the van: "A Rong, you know what to do later, right?"

The thug named A Rong, whose real name was Lu Jianrong, wore black-rimmed glasses and had delicate features; his father was a drug addict.

Whenever his father had a craving and there was no money at home to buy drugs, his father would punch and kick him and his mother, causing A Rong to hate his father intensely.

Lu Jianrong's neighbors were a harmonious family of three, the elders all had stable jobs, and the neighbor's son, Konglong, who was also Ada's top henchman, was considered a small leader; such a stable and harmonious family made A Rong envious.

At thirteen, Lu Jianrong snuck into Konglong's house and stole 1,000 dollars from a drawer.

At the time, 1,000 dollars was not a small sum and could buy many things.

With a thief in the house, Konglong's father naturally called the Police, and the prime suspect was Lu Jianrong's father because he was a drug addict.

Just like that, Lu Jianrong easily sent his father to prison!

"Understood."

"Brother Jiu, if we handle this matter for Mr. Chen, will you arrange a job for my mother?"

Lu Jianrong nodded.

In the Hong Kong of the eighties, education was a pyramid structure, and the Form Three Assessment was like a dragon gate chasm, standing before hundreds of thousands of middle school students; only forty percent of the hundreds of thousands of middle school students had the opportunity to pass the Form Three Assessment and obtain a spot to continue studying in government schools.

Even if they passed the test, there was another problem facing Hong Kong middle school students, and that was university.

Lu Jianrong was very smart, but coming from a poor family, he had long since lost the opportunity to study in this city.

Luo Yongjiu nodded with satisfaction and said, "Ada always keeps his word, don't you worry..."

"Many thanks, Brother Jiu." Lu Jianrong spoke with a tone of absolute confidence.

He pushed open the car door and got out, while Luo Yongjiu felt somewhat uneasy in his heart and specifically parked the car nearby to observe the group in secret.

After Lu Jianrong and the others got out of the car, they went everywhere looking for work, but they were just students under fourteen or fifteen years old, thin and weak, so who would ever take a liking to them?

After failing, they soon saw their target: a group of North Vietnamese dressed in flashy clothes, all of whom were subordinates of Tony and his two brothers. Lu Jianrong fearlessly blocked their path and pointed fingers at them.

"Hey, North Vietnamese, get back to your Yue Nan!"

"That's right, running to Hong Kong to steal our jobs!"

"Parasites of Hong Kong!"

The leader of the North Vietnamese, in a fit of rage, grabbed a club and took turns beating Lu Jianrong and the others.

Lu Jianrong and the others were soon beaten to the ground, heads broken and bleeding; even if they resisted, they were no match for these North Vietnamese.

Just at this moment, the nearby Hong Kong citizens watching could no longer stand it, and an Uncle ran into a house, grabbed a kitchen knife, and roared:

"It's one thing for the British in Hong Kong to make us act like dogs, but now these fleeing North Vietnamese can even shit on our heads!"

"Bastards, are you all blind? Letting us Xianggang Zai be bullied by North Vietnamese!"

"I'll fuck your mother!"

After saying this, the Uncle rushed in holding the kitchen knife!

(End of this chapter)