Chapter 217: Turmoil in the Underworld

Forty minutes later, the two walked out of the storage room with their clothes neat and tidy; it would be hard to notice the wrinkles in their clothes without a close look.

He Tian'er walked with a slight awkwardness, went to the kitchen to pour a glass of water, her eyes carrying a hint of shyness and feigned anger.

Chen Jiajun fastened his belt, lit a cigar, patted He Tian'er's peach, and said, "Look, if you really want to develop in the entertainment industry, you have to start by playing supporting roles. Call A Kun tomorrow and have him set up a small team for you; just tell him I said so."

"What, just a small supporting role?"

He Tian'er's expression shifted instantly from shyness to resentment.

Hearing this, Chen Jiajun chuckled, "You're killing me, are you dreaming? If I put you in a big production right away and make you the lead actress, what if the box office flops? People will talk, saying you only became the lead because of your daddy and me, Xin Ge. You definitely don't want that result, right?"

He Tian'er: "..."

You surnamed Chen, are you even human?

Chen Jiajun looked at the door, "Did you drive here yourself? Do you want me to give you a ride?"

"Get lost, you surnamed Chen. I will definitely achieve something to prove myself."

After saying this, He Tian'er stomped her foot, twisted her waist, and walked out the door.

After He Tian'er left, Chen Jiajun slowly went to the tea room, brewed a cup of tea for himself, and called Jing Kun: "A Kun, the apple of the He Family's eye will call you tomorrow. Have the company prepare a team for her and give her some suitable supporting roles first."

"Ada, I know. By the way, have you heard about the Wo Ling Sheng planting their flag in Tsim Sha Tsui tonight?"

Jing Kun said to Chen Jiajun with a smile, then brought up the matter of the Wo Ling Sheng in Tsim Sha Tsui.

"Tell me about it?" Chen Jiajun became interested.

"Konglong died so miserably, he was thrown into a trash can..." Jing Kun recounted.

The Headman of the Xinji in Tsim Sha Tsui was Futou Jun's top lieutenant—Konglong. This guy was also a fool; he thought he could turn Da D against them. He arranged for Da D to cause trouble together, called Lin Huaile over to discuss business, and then planned to take Lin Huaile out while he had the chance.

Da D thought about how he and Lin Huaile had already shaken hands and made peace, and had even sworn an oath of brotherhood, so he used a secret code to notify Lin Huaile.

Lin Huaile pretended to fall for the trap, and even called the police before he arrived.

Once the rolling shutter door was pulled down and the police officers arrived outside, the Xinji Majai outside ran away, while inside, Konglong was hacked repeatedly by Lin Huaile and Da D... he died as dead as could be.

After Konglong died, Da D and Lin Huaile immediately had the Wo Ling Sheng bigwigs plant their flag in Tsim Sha Tsui to sweep the Xinji's territory, and Futou Jun immediately led his troops to meet the enemy.

The two sides fought fiercely in Tsim Sha Tsui, and the police officers came to haul away a large group of Majai.

Just after they were hauled away, at ten o'clock that night, the two sides were again showing off their strength and fighting in Tsim Sha Tsui. Dongxing's Thunder Tiger Lei Yaoyang and Mountain-Descending Tiger Wuya also took advantage of the chaos to lead Dongxing bigwigs to attack the Xinji forces.

Futou Jun was no match for the combined attack of the Wo Ling Sheng and the Xinji, and lost Tsim Sha Tsui in agony.

After finishing his account, Jing Kun asked Chen Jiajun: "Ada, since Dongxing and the Wo Ling Sheng have just planted their flags in Tsim Sha Tsui, should we go join in the fun? Opportunity knocks but once."

"Join in what fun? Joining in the fun gets people killed; we should just do our own thing well," Chen Jiajun said with a laugh and a scold.

The next day.

"Good morning, Sister Zhi."

"Good morning, Sister Zhi."

"Sir Chen."

"Mr. Chen."

Diamond Hill Studio.

Facing everyone's greetings, Zhao Yazhi nodded and smiled all the way through the studio, but she felt something was wrong today.

Zhao Yazhi touched her face and turned to ask Chen Jiajun, who was walking with her: "A Jun, is there something wrong with my face? The way they are looking at me today is so strange."

It would be strange if it weren't strange.

The one who broke the scandal about Zhao Yazhi and Huang Yuanshen was just a small weekly magazine with a very low circulation.

After the magazine hit the stands yesterday, not many readers saw the article, but that report was reprinted by several other newspapers today, instantly detonating all of Hong Kong.

Zhao Yazhi had been filming all day yesterday and came straight to the set today; furthermore, she hadn't subscribed to any newspapers since moving into her rental, so naturally, she knew nothing about the scandal regarding her and Huang Yuankun.

Zhou Runfa handed over a newspaper without a word, his face already dark: "A Zhi, how did your husband sell you out? It even mentioned... mentioned you, Mr. Chen."

After saying this, Zhou Runfa looked at Chen Jiajun.

Zhao Yazhi took the newspaper. It was the 【Banana Daily】, and the entertainment front-page headline was about Zhao Yazhi's scandal, with three exclamation marks after a huge black title.

Zhao Yazhi only scanned a few lines of text before her face turned deathly pale, her body swaying as if she might collapse at any moment.

Chen Jiajun, however, was indifferent and consoled her: "Sister Zhi, don't overthink it. This kind of newspaper writes nonsense; no one will believe it."

"A Jun, you don't need to comfort me. I didn't expect him to actually leak this to the newspapers; he's really being ruthless."

Zhao Yazhi looked miserable, standing there with her mind completely blank.

Chen Jiajun took the newspaper and looked at it. This report in the 【Banana Daily】 was even more sensational than the article in yesterday's magazine. The photos used, besides Huang Yuankun and Zhao Yazhi, also featured the silhouette of Dalao Jun in the background, with a big question mark placed over the black shadow.

The article pointed out that after Zhao Yazhi's marriage to Huang Hanwei fell apart, Sir X had extended an olive branch to Zhao Yazhi, signed her with a salary of 3 million, and lured Zhao Yazhi to Repulse Bay Road.

It even pointed out the true identity of Sir X: Chairman of Hongxing Film and Television, Chen Jiajun, and the head of one of Hong Kong's Four Great Societies, Hongxing—Dalao Jun.

The article even vaguely suggested that Zhao Yazhi was not currently trapped in a love triangle, but a love quadrangle, and that Dalao Jun's original intention in founding the film company was to toy with female stars, also pointing out quite a few famous female stars who had already fallen victim to Dalao Jun.

"Damn it."

Feilao Li, f*** your mother.

Feilao Li was the former Zha FIT Ren for Hongxing in the North Point area.

Last year, Jiang Tianyang returned to Hong Kong and, in alliance with the Yue Nan Gang, stirred up a monstrous wave. The former Hongxing Tsim Sha Tsui Zha FIT Ren Gan Zitai, as well as the former Kwun Tong Zha FIT Ren Chen Dayu, were successfully turned by Jiang Tianyang.

That night, Chen Jiajun opened a door for all the Hongxing Zha FIT Ren, letting everyone decide for themselves whether to stay or leave.

North Point Zha FIT Ren Feilao Li and Shenshuishe Zha FIT Ren Jing Ma voluntarily withdrew from Hongxing.

After Jing Ma left Hongxing, she did not join any other gang.

But after Feilao Li left Hongxing, he joined the Number Gang, became the Big Water Pipe for the Number Gang, and collaborated with Dongxing's Thunder Tiger Lei Yaoyang, becoming a major drug trafficker.

As it happens, those Chen Jiajun had wiped out over the years were basically all drug traffickers: Kowloon Walled City's Heishui Qiang, Wo Ling Sheng's Dapu Hei, the Wang Bao gang, Zhongxinyi, and the Yue Nan Gang—each one was a drug trafficker.

After these traffickers died, the market naturally opened up, and Feilao Li and Lei Yaoyang's laundry powder business grew bigger and stronger.

After accumulating a certain amount of capital, Feilao Li developed the 【Banana Daily】 he founded, and followed Chen Jiajun's lead in the clothing business—X-Danu; besides that, there was also the pirated Japan Dongman business, the A-Goods clothing business, and so on.

Suddenly, a commotion came from outside the studio gates; it was the security staff of Diamond Hill Studio trying to block dozens of reporters who were charging inside, and the number of reporters was only growing.

Finally, the studio security could not withstand the sheer number of reporters and let them break through.

Seeing that the situation was dire, Chen Jiajun pulled Zhao Yazhi along without a word and ran, weaving through the studio until they hid in a prop storage room.

After running all the way, Zhao Yazhi finally regained her senses and asked with some lingering fear, "Why are there so many reporters?"

If this were after the 90s, dozens of reporters appearing together would just be a common scene.

But it is 1982 now, and the paparazzi in Hong Kong have not truly emerged; gossip news requires a certain amount of evidence before daring to report, and they would not fabricate stories out of thin air like they would more than a decade later.

Stars in this era are relatively free; they don't need to worry about paparazzi following them in the shadows when they go out for a meal, and readers are not interested in what a certain star ate for breakfast today.

The two hid in a corner of the prop storage room. Chen Jiajun felt Zhao Yazhi trembling all over, so he took the opportunity to pull her into his arms and whispered, "It's okay, it's okay, I'm here."

"Mm."

Zhao Yazhi subconsciously let out a nasal sound. With her pretty face resting against Chen Jiajun's solid chest and her delicate body held by his powerful arms, she suddenly felt a great sense of security.

Although it was daytime, the light in the prop storage room was somewhat dim because the doors and windows were closed.

In the dimness, Zhao Yazhi said worriedly, "A Jun, what should I do? Once that news comes out, I won't have the face to stay in Hong Kong anymore."

Chen Jiajun comforted her, "It's fine, rumors stop with the wise; I believe you are innocent."

Zhao Yazhi said distressfully, "But it's useless for just you to believe it. Whenever I think about being pointed at behind my back wherever I go in the future, I feel so scared."

"It's okay, Sister Zhi." Chen Jiajun hugged her a little tighter and said, "I will publish a notice in the newspaper tomorrow to prove your innocence and let them come at me for whatever they want."

Zhao Yazhi was silent for a moment, then said touchingly, "A Jun, thank you for being so good to me, otherwise I wouldn't know what to do."

Chen Jiajun kept comforting the beauty in his arms, and their bodies pressed closer and closer together. After a long while, the noise outside finally disappeared; it seemed the reporters had been sent away by the security staff.

Zhao Yazhi wanted to go out and take a look, only to realize that she was actually being held in Chen Jiajun's arms, and her shapely buttocks were even sitting on Chen Jiajun's lap; the posture of the two was truly a bit too intimate.

Zhao Yazhi's cheeks flushed, and she said in a soft, delicate voice, "A Jun, let me go, let's go out first."

How could Chen Jiajun let go of this golden opportunity for the two of them to be alone in a secret room? He helped Zhao Yazhi sit up straight, lowered his head to look affectionately into her eyes, and said softly, "Sister Zhi, you are truly beautiful."

In the dim room, Chen Jiajun's eyes appeared so bright. Zhao Yazhi felt flustered being looked at by him, and she didn't even know to dodge when Chen Jiajun's face gradually leaned down.

"Ah!"

Five minutes later, Chen Jiajun let out a miserable cry and hurriedly let go of Zhao Yazhi. Although the force of Zhao Yazhi's bite just now wasn't great, it still made Chen Jiajun gasp in pain.

Hearing Chen Jiajun's cry of pain, Zhao Yazhi's first reaction was not to push him away, but to ask with concern, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, A Jun, I didn't bite you, did I?"

Chen Jiajun held Zhao Yazhi and said, "I should be the one saying sorry; I was too reckless just now."

Mentioning what happened just now, Zhao Yazhi's heart was suddenly in a state of chaos.

Chen Jiajun helped Zhao Yazhi up and took her hand to leave the storage room.

Throughout the process, Zhao Yazhi did not resist in the slightest and obediently let Chen Jiajun lead her away; the experiences of this period had made her treat Chen Jiajun as her backbone.

When the two walked outside, they realized there were still many, many reporters outside the studio, only they had been blocked outside the studio by the security staff.

"Mr. Chen, what should we do?"

Director Yu was so anxious that he was at his wit's end. At this rate, even starting work for the next few days would be a problem, and for every day the crew stopped working, they would lose a day's worth of money.

"Have the crew members return to Hongxing Film first."

Chen Jiajun stood on the spot and watched the reporters gathering in increasing numbers for a while, and he also felt a bit of a headache.

(End of this chapter)