Chapter 198: Conducting Oneself with Integrity

Kowloon open-air food stall, at the time of dispersal.

One Porsche 911 and several vans pulled up in front of Chen Jiajun's motorcade.

A spirited young man in a crisp, sharp suit stepped out of the car, walked over with a group of thugs, and handed a business card to Chen Jiajun:

"Dalao Jun, I am the Shatin Person-in-Charge of the New Yee On, President of the Shatin Sports Association, and one of the New Yee On Four Tigers, Zhang Liangsheng.

My old man is the former chairman of the New Territories Heung Yee Kuk—Zhang Renlong, my father-in-law is the Dragon Head of the New Yee On, and my younger brother is the kung fu superstar Fu Sheng.

The singer Zhen Ni, who is as famous as Deng Lijun, is also my sister-in-law."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Zhang Liangsheng added a long string of titles.

Seeing Zhang Liangsheng's aggressive approach, a large group of young demon slaves blocked the front of their Big Brother one after another; He Tian'er followed closely behind Chen Jiajun, He Tianbao felt tense, and Zhu Baoyi clenched her hands tightly.

Jing Kun, Da Fei, Xiyan, and the others all stepped forward.

"Scatter."

"Young Master Zhang, hello."

As the saying goes, one does not hit a smiling dog; Chen Jiajun let his brothers scatter and accepted the business card handed over by the Young Master.

Zhang Liangsheng liked to gamble; as the saying goes, life is vast, how can it be exciting without taking a gamble?

In the past two years, he had frequented the gambling halls in Macau, and the junket agents in Macau called him "Yellow Jacket," not only because of his solid background, but more importantly, because his wins and losses were huge, often in the units of tens of millions; the junket agents in Macau made a fortune just from the commission.

For this kind of "Yellow Jacket," Chen Jiajun was more than happy to welcome him; putting away the business card, Chen Jiajun added: "It's so late, what advice do you have?"

"Boss Chen, could we move aside to talk for a moment?"

Dalao Jun's courtesy gave Zhang Liangsheng even more confidence.

"Young Master Zhang, then let's sit down and chat for a bit."

Chen Jiajun puffed on his cigar and gestured toward the open-air stall with his chin.

Xiyan picked up two glasses, poured a drink for his Big Brother Chen Jiajun, and poured a drink for Zhang Liangsheng.

"Whoosh."

Zhang Liangsheng picked up the wine glass, didn't even look at it, and poured it directly onto the ground: "People of the underworld, who drinks with a wine glass? Get me two bottles of beer."

His top lieutenant, the flashily dressed Ji Jiao Hei, immediately brought over two bottles of beer.

"Crack."

"Crack."

Zhang Liangsheng opened the two bottles of beer, placed one in front of himself, and one in front of Chen Jiajun.

Perhaps it was Chen Jiajun's courtesy that made him lose his sense of direction; Zhang Liangsheng arrogantly said: "Dalao Jun, I toast you with this bottle of beer. I don't care how many minibus routes Sunshine Bus wants to take in the New Territories; the minibus routes in Shatin have always been decided by us in the New Yee On. I'll finish mine first as a sign of respect."

After speaking, Zhang Liangsheng stood up, drank the entire bottle of beer, and then slammed it onto the table.

"Young Master Zhang, is this your intention, or Si Yanlong's intention, or your father's intention?"

Chen Jiajun had no intention of drinking at all and asked Zhang Liangsheng in return.

"Hey."

"My Big Brother is toasting you, what do you mean by this?"

Ji Jiao Hei stepped forward, raised his index finger, and pointed around.

"Hmm?"

Lao Yu stood up, wanting to teach the ignorant little Majai a lesson.

"Lao Yu, step back."

Chen Jiajun stopped him instead, looked at Ji Jiao Hei and said: "What should I call this brother?"

"New Yee On Shatin branch 432 Straw Sandal, Ji Jiao Hei." Ji Jiao Hei introduced himself proudly.

"Heh heh."

Chen Jiajun chuckled; in an instant, the surrounding temperature dropped visibly.

This cold laugh of Chen Jiajun's was like a bellows, like the low roar of a tiger pulling a bellows.

It was very chilling.

An infinite, boundless pressure bore down on Ji Jiao Hei.

The next moment, Chen Jiajun raised his hand.

"Ah."

Ji Jiao Hei was so scared he fell to the ground, screamed, his crotch grew warm, and the air was filled with the smell of urine.

Yet Chen Jiajun had merely raised his hand to pick up a beer bottle.

Seeing this scene, Jing Kun couldn't help but laugh: "Little brother, you're so timid, did you just start hanging out in the underworld?"

"Go home and drink your mother's milk."

"Get out." Ji Jiao Hei's disgrace made Zhang Liangsheng, as the Big Brother, lose face.

Licking his lips, Chen Jiajun put down the beer bottle and looked at Zhang Liangsheng: "Young Master Zhang, I'm giving you face today.

It is impossible for Sunshine Bus not to expand its bus routes in Shatin, but I will reduce the frequency, running only two trips a day, one in the morning and one in the evening."

"Tomorrow, someone will come to Shatin to start construction on the bus stops; this is the land the Hong Kong government approved for me."

"Don't say you are a New Yee On Four Tiger or the Shatin Person-in-Charge; even if your old man or your father-in-law stood in front of me, they wouldn't dare to stop it."

"After the bus stops are built, your New Yee On bus drivers can also use them."

"That's how I do things; if there's money to be made, we all make it together."

"Let's value harmony; harmony brings wealth."

After Chen Jiajun finished speaking, he extended his left hand toward Zhang Liangsheng, thumb pointing down.

Seeing Chen Jiajun's action, Zhang Liangsheng hesitated for a moment before shaking hands with Chen Jiajun: "Fine, since you, Dalao Jun, have said so, when your people go to Shatin to start work tomorrow, we definitely won't obstruct you."

"Alright, it's already very late."

"Xing Shu, serve a table of good dishes for the Xinji Boy, and put it on my tab."

Chen Jiajun stood up and shouted to Xing Shu, then turned and left with the Hung Hing Big Dipper and the employees of Hongxing Film.

After getting into the car, Chen Jiajun puffed on a cigar and said to Lao Yu, Jing Kun, and the others: "I don't have time to stir up trouble lately, but the Shatin Rural Committee election is next month. You all check how many of our Hung Hing boys were born in Shatin, and if any of them are sharp at doing things."

"One month from now, I want to take Shatin."

Times have changed; the backhanded oaths that once represented a promise worth a thousand gold in the underworld have long since lost their meaning.

"Ada, why do you want to march into Shatin during the committee election?" Jing Kun made an OK gesture.

"I want to take advantage of that day to interfere with the election results and seize the seats on the Shatin Rural Committee. We might not be able to get elected as the Rural Committee Chairman, but we must ensure that whoever is elected serves our Hung Hing."

"Remember to win over the Village Chief of every village in Shatin. First, offer money. If they aren't interested in money, we will provide the Shatin boys with job opportunities and schooling opportunities."

"In the future, all Hung Hing boys in the New Territories must study hard. In the future, whoever can win a position as a Rural Committee Member in any of the walled villages, I will give him 1 million and promote him to a 432 Straw Sandal. Whoever can win a position as a Rural Committee Chairman in any of the walled villages, I will give him 10 million and promote him to a 426 Red Pole."

Chen Jiajun instructed carefully.

"Big Brother, should I go and investigate Zhang Liangsheng?" Lao Yu asked with ulterior motives.

"Zhang Liangsheng is just a Young Master; what is the point of dealing with him? Go and investigate his old man, Zhang Renlong."

Dealing with Zhang Liangsheng provided absolutely no sense of accomplishment; compared to Zhang Liangsheng, Chen Jiajun was more interested in Zhang Renlong.

"I know."

Lao Yu agreed immediately.

Many people only think that the phenomenon of black money and society members running for Legislator is a phenomenon unique to Taiwan, but they do not know that the Uncle Legislators of the New Territories in Hong Kong have long been secretly allied with Hong Kong's societies, inseparable from one another.

Later, Hong Kong societies even absorbed the excellent culture of Taiwan's societies, and society Big Dippers transformed themselves, competing one after another for the Rural Committee of each walled village.

How much is a Rural Committee Member seat in a walled village worth?

Very valuable.

Members can collect land from villagers, and then, according to the Letter of Exchange for Type A/Type B land rights, sell the land to the British Hong Kong government for money.

Besides buying and selling farmland, there are many construction projects and sites, which are full of huge profits; from renovation to transportation, everything is profitable.

Right now, Hung Hing's black industries have been cleaned up almost entirely. Chen Jiajun needs these New Territories boys to live upright lives; they deserve a better future.

With Hung Hing's support, why couldn't they become the rural gentry of the New Territories?

Portland Street, Jinbi Huihuang Nightclub.

"Sen Zai!"

After flipping through the hall's Sea Registry, Shisimei beckoned to a Majai. The Majai was somewhat restrained, walked over, and stood obediently: "Shisan Mei, what is it?"

"Sen Zai, sit down and listen."

Shisimei said in a gentle tone and kind manner: "You are a Shatin boy, right?"

"Yes, I am from the Peng family of Fanling Wai," Peng Sen replied.

"Sen Zai, you have been with me since you were fifteen, working as a pimp on Portland Street."

"I heard that your grades were good in the past, and you got an A in every subject. If it weren't for your old man owing usury, you wouldn't have followed me to mess around."

"In the few years you've been with me, I have been very satisfied with you, but you are a grown man; you can't be a pimp forever."

"Now, there is an opportunity placed before you. Ada has something he wants to entrust to you. Do you have the guts?"

Peng Sen patted his chest and said: "Shisan Mei, whatever you entrust to me, I will definitely get it done!"

"That's good, drink this glass of beer first." Shisimei pointed to the beer in front of her.

Peng Sen drank it in one gulp: "Shisan Mei, who are we cutting? I'll go prepare the tools."

"Relax, Ada said he wants you to go to Shatin to compete for the position of Rural Committee Member, as well as Village Chief of Fanling Wai."

"Ada will provide the money. From now on, your name will be removed from the Hung Hing Sea Registry, but you will still be a Hung Hing boy."

"If anything happens, Hung Hing is your background and your backing."

"Ah?"

"Ah what? Let's go, I'll take you to buy a few decent suits first."

Tuen Mun Butterfly Bay.

Lu Jinqiang rolled down the window, letting the cool morning breeze blow into the car cabin, brushing away the smell of smoke.

Starting the car, Lu Jinqiang said to Luo Yongjiu beside him: "A Jiu, you know what Ada asked you to go back to Shatin's Tai Wai Village to do, right?"

"Compete for the position of Village Chief of Tai Wai Village, as well as Rural Committee Member."

"I've calculated it. There are 1,635 people in our Tai Wai Village in total, with 798 males. I'll stuff 6,000 dollars for each Uncle, 3,000 dollars for each elder, and 1,000 dollars for the rest."

"In addition, I plan to buy some gifts and pack some red envelopes for the elderly aunts and grandmothers in Tai Wai Village. With a total of 2 million, I can guarantee a 100% chance of taking the position of Village Chief."

"By the time the next election comes around, it won't cost that much money."

"Once my seniority is sufficient, I can go and compete for a seat as a Legislator for the New Territories North District Heung Yee Kuk. However... to spend such a high price to let me run for Village Chief of Tai Wai Village and New Territories Rural Committee Member, is Ada really willing?"

In the passenger seat, the well-dressed Luo Yongjiu spoke eloquently, confident and composed.

"I pick."

"Ada said that among us brothers, you are the sharpest at doing things; he really wasn't wrong."

Hearing Luo Yongjiu's answer, Lu Jinqiang couldn't help but give a thumbs up: "This time, it's not just you; even Lu Jianbo and the others have to be registered and leave Hung Hing to compete for the quotas of Rural Committee Members."

"I heard that every hall has to find a few New Territories boys."

Outlying islands, Lantau Island.

The Mercedes-Benz stopped slowly. Lu Jinqiang got out of the car and saw the Zha FIT Ren of every Hung Hing hall, bringing the carefully selected New Territories boys, gathered here.

The Hung Hing Security, the young demon slaves, were all sturdy and brawny, dressed in suits, watching the six directions and listening to all sides. They stood every five steps and every ten steps on both sides of the stone steps of Po Lin Monastery.

Po Lin Monastery is located on the Ngong Ping plain of Lantau Island, between Phoenix Mountain and Maitreya Mountain. It is the most famous Ten Directions Monastery in Hong Kong, the Southern Heaven Buddha Kingdom, and the scenic spot of Lantau Island.

Chen Jiajun led every Hung Hing hall, as well as the New Territories boys, to climb the 330 stone steps in front of the monastery together, cross the Po Lin Monastery archway together, and arrive at the main hall temple.

Looking up at the golden bodies of the three great Buddhas of the Future, Present, and Past inside the hall, Chen Jiajun's expression was calm.

"Benefactor Chen."

At this moment, Master Sheng Yi, the abbot of Po Lin Monastery, draped in a kasaya and wearing monk's shoes, walked specifically to the side of the stone railing and pressed his palms together in a salute.

Chen Jiajun leaned against the stone railing quite casually and nodded.

In the eyes of the various monks at Po Lin Monastery, Dalao Jun was one of the most respected benefactors of the monastery.

The reason was simple: he had done many good deeds!

The charitable acts of Hung Hing's Dalao Jun led all the wealthy tycoons across Hong Kong.

Master Sheng Yi made a gesture of invitation, and Chen Jiajun stepped into the main hall.

"Amitabha."

Master Sheng Yi bowed and followed.

After entering the main hall, Master Sheng Yi said, "Hearing that Benefactor Chen was coming today, we have already prepared the incense candles and joss paper for the ritual."

Subsequently, Master Sheng Yi took a bundle of incense from a young novice monk and handed it to Chen Jiajun, handed it to the Hung Hing Zhafit, the Hung Hing Big Dipper.

Chen Jiajun knelt on a soft knee pad, closed his eyes, pressed his palms together, and bowed to the Buddha.

Behind him, the Hung Hing Big Dipper knelt and bowed in unison with the Dragon Head.

Once the rituals were completed, the Hung Hing Big Dipper followed the Dragon Head to insert the incense into the bronze censer.

"Dong..."

Within Po Lin Monastery, the Sanskrit-chanting bell awakened; Master Sheng Yi closed his eyes and led the novice monks in chanting Buddhist scriptures.

Chen Jiajun stood up, took out a check, and handed it to the newly appointed Hung Hing White Paper Fan Menggui Tian, who pressed his palms together and handed the check to Master Sheng Yi with both hands.

"Many thanks for Benefactor Chen's donation." Master Sheng Yi took the check, pressed his palms together, and bowed.

Next, Menggui Tian handed a stack of visiting cards to Chen Jiajun. Each visiting card was sprinkled with chicken blood, inscribed with a name, and stamped with a thumbprint.

Chen Jiajun glanced at them a few times, brought them close to the incense candles to ignite them, and threw them into the censer one by one to burn to ashes.

If this group of New Territories boys wanted to make a mark in the New Territories political scene in the future, they had to be "de-registered," and the visiting cards had to be burned clean.

"Whoosh."

The group of New Territories boys became somewhat restless; they knew what it meant to have their initiation visiting cards burned.

Chen Jiajun's gaze swept over Luo Yongjiu, Peng Sen, Lu Jianbo, and the others, and he slowly began to speak:

"The fortune teller said that one general's success is built on ten thousand withered bones, but I don't believe in fate."

"I believe that for those of us out on the streets, whether we live or die should be decided by ourselves; destiny is always held in one's own hands."

"You have been with me for the shortest time, and your backgrounds are the cleanest."

"Starting from today, you are no longer people of Hung Hing, but Hung Hing will always be your backing."

"Starting from today, Guojun Academy will open a CEO class. You people will attend classes for half a day, and for the rest of the time, go back to the walled villages and build good relationships with the Uncle and the elders."

"No matter how much money it takes to get elected, or what help you need—employment, schooling—Hung Hing and Guojun Group will assist you all."

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