Chapter 253: Disciples

"Talk about cooperation? Sure." Chen Jiajun sneered: "I didn't get a single cent of what was promised to me last time. Let's talk about this after I've received it."

"This... Sir Chen is making things a bit difficult," Da Wei said with a sheepish smile.

"So, don't try to play tricks on me. If you want to renegotiate, show me your sincerity."

Upon hearing this, Da Wei felt his heart settle.

His main purpose for coming today was to re-establish a connection with Chen Jiajun; as for other things, they could be discussed later.

Da Wei smiled and said: "We can talk about that later, as long as Sir Chen doesn't forget that we are allies."

Chen Jiajun stroked his chin and said: "It seems your authority is quite high after all."

Although this Da Wei was young, the power he held seemed to be much higher than Vintson's.

"You flatter me, Sir Chen. The higher-ups just trust me, that's all," Da Wei said with a smile.

Chen Jiajun nodded: "Fine. Let's talk again once you can produce something I'm interested in."

"Rest assured, this will definitely be a big business deal," Da Wei said with a smile.

After his subordinates sent Da Wei out, Chen Jiajun's expression turned gloomy, and he immediately summoned Lao Yu.

"Lao Yu, follow this guy and see who he makes contact with," Chen Jiajun said coldly: "Those Gweilo from the CIA won't give up. I suspect they've found some new path in Hong Kong again."

Lao Yu nodded without saying anything else and led his men to follow behind Da Wei.

After Da Wei left the office building of Guojun Technology, he got into a luxury car.

After circling around a few times and seeing that no one was following, he told the driver an address.

Soon, the car drove to the front of an inconspicuous appliance repair shop and stopped.

Da Wei went to a nearby flower shop to buy a bouquet of flowers, then walked into the shop.

There was only a woman inside the shop, holding her daughter while tending to the store.

The eldest daughter was running around, and the woman had no time to manage her.

This family was no different from the people at the bottom of Hong Kong society, all struggling to make a living.

Seeing Da Wei walk in with a bouquet of fresh flowers, the woman asked curiously: "Hello, who are you looking for? Are you here to get something repaired?"

Da Wei was wearing a high-end suit, and there was a luxury car parked outside; he didn't look like someone here to repair appliances at all.

Da Wei smiled and said: "Hello, I'm here to see Kun Ge."

"You're looking for A Kun? He went out to repair appliances. Do you... have something you need?" the woman asked curiously.

Da Wei smiled without speaking, and said to the woman: "I'll wait until Kun Ge returns."

Da Wei was not in a hurry; he simply found a place to sit down and waited for the other party to return.

About an hour later, a man carrying a toolbox and covered in dust hurried back.

He did not notice Da Wei on the side, but immediately checked on his daughter in the swaddling clothes.

"The daughter's breathing was having problems again just now," the woman said to the master of the house, nearly crying.

The master of the house also had a very grim expression: "Let's send her to the hospital first."

"What about the money..." the woman said with some hesitation.

The man took a deep breath and said: "I will find a way."

The woman had no choice but to hail a taxi and hurry to the hospital.

Only then did the man notice Da Wei sitting to the side: "Hello, who are you?"

Da Wei smiled, put down the flowers, and said to the man: "Kun Ge, my name is Da Wei. I've come to invite you to come out of retirement."

Kun Ge's expression changed instantly, and he played dumb: "What are you talking about? Why don't I understand?"

Da Wei smiled and said: "Kun Ge, I've already found my way here, so don't play games with me. I was introduced by an acquaintance; they all said that back in the day, Kun Ge's skills made you a top-tier Chef in the Kitchen."

Hearing this, Kun Ge's face changed drastically: "You've got the wrong person. I'm no Chef. Please leave immediately."

Da Wei glanced faintly at the furnishings in the room and said calmly: "Kun Ge, it seems... you are in great need of money right now."

Lin Kun still dared not trust the guy in front of him: "Money? Who isn't short of that?"

Da Wei put down the bouquet in his hand, sighed, and said: "Kun Ge, your daughter has congenital heart disease. I don't need to tell you how much a heart transplant costs, right? Your eldest daughter is also reaching school age. Do you want her to attend those rotten-to-the-core public schools? And then end up hanging out with those gangsters as soon as she enters society?"

"Your own body has also developed problems. We've seen your medical examination reports; kidney failure requires a transplant. These things don't seem like something that can be solved with a few hundred thousand."

Lin Kun's eyes turned sharp instantly; he grabbed Da Wei by the collar and said: "You f*cking investigated me?"

Seeing Lin Kun's action, the two bodyguards in black sunglasses beside Da Wei stepped forward.

However, they were quickly stopped by Da Wei: "Stand down, don't use force."

Since their Boss had spoken, the bodyguards had to step back.

Da Wei smiled at Lin Kun and said: "When we select partners, we naturally have to conduct investigations. Besides, Kun Ge, you aren't exactly a nobody. Someone who was active during the era of the Four Great Sergeants—it wasn't difficult at all to find your records."

Hearing Da Wei's words, Lin Kun let go of his collar and said coldly: "This doesn't look like an attitude for cooperation."

Da Wei said helplessly: "If there has been any offense, I hope you can be magnanimous, Kun Ge."

"You definitely won't lose out by cooperating with us. To put it bluntly, only we can solve your situation."

"Medical care in Hong Kong is just so-so. What you need is a better medical environment, for example, the United States."

Hearing Da Wei's words, Lin Kun was indeed somewhat tempted.

He was only in his forties this year, not even halfway through his life; he didn't want to die like this.

And he certainly didn't want his newborn daughter to die prematurely.

After a moment of silence, Lin Kun said to Da Wei: "You want to open a Kitchen in Hong Kong? The Police and Customs in Hong Kong right now aren't pushovers."

Da Wei shook his head and said: "It's not just as simple as opening a Kitchen. We want you, Kun Ge, to become the Drug King of Hong Kong."

After hearing this, Lin Kun laughed: "As a port city, the number of people doing this kind of business in Hong Kong is countless. What makes you think you can make me the Drug King?"

Da Wei said calmly: "We naturally have ways to prove it, but the prerequisite is that you are willing to cooperate with us, Kun Ge."

Lin Kun pondered for a moment and said: "The Kitchen, cars, and Warehouse must all use my own people. Raw materials will be purchased at cost. I take seven, you take three."

Hearing Lin Kun's exorbitant demand, Da Wei was quite helpless: "My Boss will absolutely not agree to this profit-sharing ratio; it would be more like the reverse. We can provide you with raw materials and provide protection for your subordinates. Three-seven split, you get three and we get seven."

"Behind me is not just one or two people, but an organization with vast influence. As long as you can do a good job, just the three percent will be enough for you to live a life of luxury for the rest of your days."

After listening, Lin Kun frowned and said: "You want to play for big stakes?"

Da Wei smiled and said: "If I wanted to play small, why would I have come to invite you out of retirement?"

"I need to consider it," Lin Kun said with a frown.

Da Wei smiled and nodded: "We have already paid the bill for your sister-in-law at the hospital. You can take your time to consider; I will wait for your good news."

Hearing this, Lin Kun's expression finally looked a bit better; he nodded and said nothing more.

Da Wei walked out, and neither of them noticed that a transparent figure had also slipped out the moment the door opened.

"So you're saying this Da Wei found a drug maker named Lin Kun and is preparing to set up a 'Kitchen' in Hong Kong?" Chen Jiajun said, frowning as he listened to the recording brought back by Lao Yu.

Lao Yu nodded and said: "Judging by what that Da Wei meant, this Lin Kun is no ordinary person."

Chen Jiajun nodded, and Lao Yu frowned and said: "This Da Wei's ambition is even greater than Vincent's. If we let them keep doing this in Hong Kong, I'm afraid it will upset the balance."

Laundry Powder is a business with exorbitant profits; there isn't a single gang that doesn't want to get involved in it.

Right now, the scale is small enough for Chen Jiajun to suppress, but if the profits truly become staggering, I'm afraid these syndicates in Hong Kong will immediately become Da Wei's followers.

Chen Jiajun sneered and said: "If they want to take advantage of these turbulent years, then let these Gweilo try it out. I will absolutely make them feel satisfied to the extreme."

Chen Jiajun had never had any good feelings toward those who sold Laundry Powder.

Especially those guys who wanted to stir up trouble on his own turf.

This Lin Kun was somewhat special; it was said he was a big-time operator who had been active since the era of the Four Great Sergeants.

To be able to retreat unscathed amidst that kind of tide, he was clearly no simple character.

"Lin Kun, place of origin unknown. During the era of the Four Great Sergeants, he set up a 'Kitchen' for Bo Hao of the Yi Qun and served as the 'Chef'."

"When he started out, he was only in his twenties, yet he became the best 'Chef' in the Yi Qun and was deeply appreciated by the likes of Bo Hao and Lei Luo."

"It's just that this guy was cautious by nature. He kept the production and distribution firmly in his own hands, handing the finished product over to the Majai under the Yi Qun to sell. That's why when the Four Great Sergeants fell and Bo Hao was arrested, this guy slipped out of the Hong Kong Police's sight and simply vanished."

"This guy can be considered a ruthless man. In order to escape safely, he didn't even take his own money. It is precisely because of this that the Hong Kong Police never managed to get a handle on him."

Hearing his subordinate's report, Chen Jiajun stroked his chin and said: "Sounds like a guy who is hard to deal with."

Ya Qi nodded: "This guy is quite cunning."

Hearing Ya Qi's words, Chen Jiajun nodded and then called to arrange a meeting with Li Shutang.

The two had a foundation of cooperation, so it was much easier for both sides to communicate.

"You're saying those CIA people won't give up and want to stir up trouble in Hong Kong again?" Li Shutang was stunned for a moment and said.

Chen Jiajun puffed on his Cigar and said indifferently: "This time it's being done even more covertly than the time with the Asian Ice Queen. That Da Wei doesn't seem like a character who is easy to deal with either."

Li Shutang's expression immediately turned serious; this was no small matter.

Chen Jiajun smiled and said: "And this time, they've even invited a heavyweight figure out."

Li Shutang hurriedly asked: "Who?"

"That highly skilled 'Chef' from the Yi Qun back in the day, the one your police force never managed to catch," Chen Jiajun said with a hint of temptation.

Hearing this news, Li Shutang's eyes immediately lit up.

For the police, this was indeed a big fish.

Although Li Shutang had performed meritorious service during the last incident with the Asian Ice Queen.

Because of the suppression by the Gweilo, he hadn't received any substantial rewards—let alone a promotion, he didn't even get a raise.

If he could perform another great service this time, those Gweilo would have no qualifications to suppress him.

(End of this chapter)