Chapter 259: If You

As Chairman of Guojun Group, Chen Jiajun did not need to worry about the details; he only needed to agree on the general direction with Duterte, and the remaining matters would naturally be handled by his subordinates.

For Duterte, the fact that both sides could reach this agreement was a great thing.

As for the matters concerning Guojun Garment Factory and Guojun Electronics, they were considered mere bonuses.

Duterte very generously marked out a plot of vacant land and handed it over to Chen Jiajun to build factories.

Although these two enterprises could not bring about any substantive changes, they did solve a significant labor force problem.

One must know that Duterte's peculiar market could not stand idle people the most.

Chen Jiajun and Li Yaohua both became guests of honor for Duterte, who had been taking them around the city for the past few days.

Apart from the rule of a curfew, it could be said that Davao City had no shortcomings.

After the cooperation between the two sides had been negotiated, Li Yaohua suddenly brought up the issue of laundry powder.

"You also know that these damned drug dealers are like insects, pervasive everywhere," Li Yaohua said, pretending to have a massive headache: "The citizens of our country are also being poisoned by the laundry powder issue."

Duterte was equally indignant: "This laundry powder stuff only poisons our citizens; those damned United States Gweilo should go to Hell."

"United States Gweilo? What does that have to do with them?" Li Yaohua asked, deliberately playing dumb.

From Chen Jiajun's mouth, he already knew who was operating this, but in front of Duterte, he had to pretend to be ignorant.

Duterte did not hide it either, saying directly: "Those damned drug lords, their sources of goods all come from those countries in South America; those scumbags who have sold their souls are almost all supported by the United States."

"South America is a beautiful place, but their only problem is that they are too far from Heaven and too close to the United States."

Chen Jiajun was not surprised that Duterte could say such things.

One must know that in the era Chen Jiajun once lived in, this ruthless man had cursed the President of the United States directly at a United Nations meeting, calling him a "son of a beach."

Li Yaohua said with a sudden realization: "In other words, the laundry powder sold to Brunei actually comes from the hands of the United States?"

Duterte said angrily: "It must be so. That idiot Marcos only knows how to stuff money into his own pockets. If I were to sit in the President's seat, I would definitely kill all the drug dealers in the country."

"And I am already doing that now; whoever deals drugs in Davao City will be immediately shot dead by me, and then I will send their corpses to the gallows to be hanged once more."

Just from Duterte's words, the two could hear his murderous intent, and they could also hear his determination.

So Li Yaohua simply struck while the iron was hot and said: "Mr. Mayor, may I make a small request?"

"Of course, my friend," Duterte said very generously.

Li Yaohua smiled and said: "As a friend, I will not make any unreasonable requests; I just want you to help me control those damned drug dealers and not let them send the laundry powder in their hands to the south, is that okay?"

Most of the laundry powder smuggled into Brunei through the Philippines was transported from the southern ports.

As long as their cargo transportation could be cut off, it would definitely deal a huge blow to those drug dealers.

After hearing this, Duterte did not even hesitate and said directly: "Don't worry, not a single gram of laundry powder will be able to be transported out of our Davao City."

"Many thanks, thank you very much, Mr. Mayor." Li Yaohua and Chen Jiajun exchanged a smile, then thanked Duterte repeatedly: "If there is anything you need from me in the future, please do not hesitate to speak."

"Hahahaha, it is I who should thank the two of you for your visit." Duterte also appeared very happy; it could be said that it was a win-win for both sides.

Chen Jiajun and Li Yaohua achieved the purpose of their visit this time, and Duterte also got what he wanted.

On the way back, Li Yaohua couldn't help but ask curiously: "Boss, is doing this really useful? Just relying on this matter with Duterte?"

Chen Jiajun laughed immediately: "Duterte will do better than you imagine, and this is just an appetizer."

Although Li Yaohua did not know why Chen Jiajun was so certain, he was not a person who talked too much.

"I heard you set up an inspection department in Brunei specifically targeting laundry powder?" Chen Jiajun said with some curiosity: "What were you thinking?"

Li Yaohua did not hide it either; through this visit to the Philippines, he could also see Chen Jiajun's attitude toward these things.

So he stated his family's ancestral teachings and his own attitude.

Chen Jiajun was quite appreciative of the ancestral teachings of Li Yaohua's family: "The old man is a smart person; he knows that this stuff that should go to Hell cannot be touched. Since you are also very disgusted with this stuff, do it well. Ask He Guorong more; this guy came out of the Hong Kong Police Force, and there are some things you can learn from."

Although the trip to the Philippines was considered a setback for the CIA.

But Chen Jiajun did not want to give up his revenge on the CIA; these damned white-skinned guys were the standard type that "fears power but not virtue." Only by truly hurting them would they not play those tricks in front of him.

So this time, Chen Jiajun was prepared to give the other party a heavy blow.

Recently, Lao Yu had been investigating the Ether Society.

Since he knew that the Ether Society was cooperating with the CIA, Chen Jiajun did not mind starting with them.

"Boss, these guys in the Ether Society are very careful and have left almost no traces, but I found one person." Seeing that Chen Jiajun had returned, Lao Yu immediately came to Chen Jiajun's office to report.

"Oh? Who?" Chen Jiajun asked with some surprise.

"A hoodlum named Du Qi who was previously with Ba Mian Fo," Lao Yu said with a serious face: "After you dealt with Ba Mian Fo, this guy actually started his own business and began dealing in laundry powder."

"And this guy's source of goods is also very mysterious. It's not that no one has investigated him, but they were all directly killed by him. It can be said that he is the spokesperson for a certain force in Hong Kong."

Chen Jiajun nodded and then asked: "How can you be sure he has a connection with the Ether Society?"

"This was also a coincidence." Lao Yu smiled and took out a photo.

The photo was of Du Qi himself, with his chest open, a cigar in his mouth, and a look of arrogance on his face.

"The dog tag on his chest seems to be a symbol of the Ether Society," Lao Yu said, pointing to the photo.

"Just this?" Chen Jiajun looked at Lao Yu with the eyes of someone looking at an idiot.

Lao Yu hurriedly said: "Of course there is more. Those guys in the Ether Society think highly of themselves and specialize in investing in those guys with high academic qualifications who call themselves elites. It just so happens that this Du Qi fits this standard."

"So I asked someone to help investigate this guy's background and found that he was a graduate of Lingnan University. He was considered a top student, but because his family fell on hard times and could no longer afford his studies, he ended up hanging out on the streets."

"This kid's business is advancing by leaps and bounds, and he has numerous resources in his hands, which is not at all like the resources a hoodlum could possess."

Chen Jiajun nodded after hearing Lao Yu's account and said: "It really is a history of a gangster's struggle. Since you think this kid is problematic, why not test him?"

Du Qi had received a higher education and had also done business with Gweilo, so he was naturally different from those ordinary hoodlums who sold powder.

He often took his underlings in and out of various high-end clubs to make connections.

Although the people he made connections with were all small-time losers, it did not prevent this guy from feeling that he was a cut above the rest.

"If you're going to hang out, you need to have style. Look at what kind of clothes you are all wearing?" Du Qi said to his subordinates with dissatisfaction.

"Forget it, you wouldn't understand even if I told you," Du Qi waved his hand quite helplessly and said with disdain: "You guys, you're destined to be thugs for the rest of your lives. Do whatever you want."

The two subordinates shrugged; after all, they were truly just bodyguards.

Du Qi lost the interest to speak, picked up his red wine glass, and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window of the hotel suite.

At this moment, it felt as if the entire Hong Kong was beneath his feet.

(End of chapter)