Chapter 302: 303. Simple Business Warfare

303. Chapter 303: Simple Business Warfare

"Damn it, why would someone come to assassinate me? Could it be..." A terrifying thought suddenly surfaced in Zhang Suquan's mind.

At this moment, his bodyguard also walked over and said directly to Zhang Suquan: "Boss, let's go quickly. The Hong Kong Police will be here immediately."

Listening to the bodyguard's words, Zhang Suquan finally came to his senses and said with an ugly expression: "Go, leave Hong Kong immediately."

The reason he was in such a rush to leave was not only because of the Hong Kong Police.

It was also because this matter definitely had something to do with Chen Jiajun.

If he didn't leave Hong Kong and get out of Chen Jiajun's sphere of influence right now, he was afraid he wouldn't be able to leave at all.

Amidst the chaos, Zhang Suquan took his bodyguard and left the Restaurant, heading to the underground garage to retrieve his car and leave.

But just as Zhang Suquan got into the car, he heard a strange voice from behind: "Adjutant Zhang, in such a rush to leave?"

Hearing this voice, every hair on Zhang Suquan's body stood on end.

Being able to appear inside his car without a sound, it was clearly not the same style as the assassin from just now.

This time, Zhang Suquan didn't even dare to turn his head, instead saying to the person behind him: "Was it Chen Jiajun who sent you to kill me? How much money did he give you? I can give you ten times that."

"That's a funny way to put it. Our Boss sent me to kill you, why would I need money?" Old Yu, sitting in the back seat, said indifferently: "Our Boss said, it wasn't easy for you to come all this way, so he specifically sent me to see you off. Just be more careful in your next life."

Just as Zhang Suquan was about to say something, the knife in Old Yu's hand had already fallen.

Fresh blood dyed the car window red, truly giving Zhang Suquan's bodyguard a fright.

But they had no time to worry about their Boss, because the beast-man brothers under Old Yu had already walked over.

After a series of shrill screams, the garage returned to silence.

Old Yu wiped the blood off his knife and then dialed Chen Jiajun's phone: "Boss, Zhang Suquan is taken care of."

"Very good. Send his head back to Kunsha for me," Chen Jiajun said indifferently.

Although Kunsha's territory was an iron-clad fortress, Chen Jiajun was too lazy to mobilize a large number of men to go to the Golden Triangle to cause him trouble.

But slaughtering his deputy, he believed, would be enough to make that old turtle Kunsha uncomfortable for a while.

Chen Jiajun himself was drinking tea and playing golf with Huo Yingnan.

"A Jun, your skills have improved. Have you been practicing secretly at home?" Huo Yingnan said, clapping his hands after seeing Chen Jiajun hit a beautiful Birdie.

Chen Jiajun smiled and said: "Just a coincidence. I've been very troubled lately, where would I find the time to play?"

"Oh? It must be no small matter if it can make you troubled, A Jun," Huo Yingnan said with a smile: "Tell me about it, is there anything I can help you with?"

Chen Jiajun sat down, took a sip of tea, and said without ceremony: "Now that you mention it, there really is. You know about the Ding Rights in the New Territories, right?"

"I know. I heard the government has been negotiating with representatives from the New Territories recently, saying the issue of Ding Rights cannot continue to develop like this," Huo Yingnan said with a smile: "Back then, those England Gweilo thought they had taken advantage, but they didn't expect to fall into a big pit."

Chen Jiajun nodded and said: "That is exactly the reason. I heard from the Lu family that the government is preparing to consolidate the last batch of Ding Rights, give the New Territories a benefit, and then abolish the Ding House Ordinance. Now, representatives from every township are holding meetings every day to discuss this issue."

"There are probably nearly 200,000 male residents in the New Territories now. Even if that place is relatively poor, the benefit of the Ding House alone is enough to make many people envious. To abolish this ordinance, the government will likely have to bleed a little."

Hearing Chen Jiajun's words, Huo Yingnan's eyes lit up: "You mean the father of your little girlfriend?"

"That's right. According to the old gentleman, there is a lot of room to maneuver here. It's just that there is a lack of people with relevant experience and a large amount of capital," Chen Jiajun said to Huo Yingnan with a smile.

The reason Chen Jiajun found Huo Yingnan was entirely because he had made his fortune in this very field.

If it came to real estate matters, Huo Yingnan was an expert. At the same time, he was extremely wealthy.

Upon hearing Chen Jiajun's proposal, Huo Yingnan was already somewhat tempted, but he still said cautiously: "A Jun, the government negotiations haven't even been finalized yet. Isn't it a bit too early to consider this?"

Chen Jiajun shook his head and said: "Not too early, especially for the people of the New Territories."

"Oh? What do you mean?" Huo Yingnan asked, feeling a bit strange.

Chen Jiajun smiled and said: "You know, the people of the New Territories have always been quite united. They don't want, and aren't willing, to let outsiders interfere with their land issues."

"Once the negotiations regarding Ding Rights are finalized, do you think the Four Major Real Estate Developers won't come sniffing around? If we act too slowly by then, will there be anything left?"

Hearing Chen Jiajun mention the Four Major Real Estate Developers, a sharp glint flashed in Huo Yingnan's eyes.

Huo Yingnan had never forgotten how those guys had once colluded to buy his "Star House" at a low price.

Although that matter was done by the England Gweilo, Huo Yingnan likewise had no good feelings toward these Four Major Real Estate Developers.

After a moment of silence, Huo Yingnan said to Chen Jiajun: "A Jun, tell me your thoughts."

Chen Jiajun nodded and said: "Uncle Hantao has talked with me. Although the specific figures haven't been settled, there is already a rough direction."

"The government's intention is that the Ding House Ordinance must be abolished, and applications for building Ding Houses will be stopped in the future. But as a condition of exchange, they can give us several plots of land to build high-rises."

Hearing Chen Jiajun's explanation, Huo Yingnan did a quick calculation and knew this was definitely not a small business.

It was a massive business worth tens of billions.

To swallow it all in one go was clearly an impossible task.

It was no wonder Chen Jiajun intended to pull him into the venture.

"This is indeed a big business," Huo Yingnan said very directly: "But even brothers must settle accounts clearly. How do you plan to distribute the profits?"

Chen Jiajun smiled and said: "My idea is that you and I provide the capital, and the New Territories people provide the land to establish a real estate company. You and I each hold 35%, and the New Territories holds 30%. What do you think?"

Hearing Chen Jiajun's proposal, Huo Yingnan couldn't help but nod: "That is indeed very fair. But what about the company's operations?"

Hearing Huo Yingnan's words, Chen Jiajun chuckled and said: "That will have to rely on you. After all, you know I am completely clueless about the real estate industry."

Huo Yingnan was speechless: "You kid, you seem fair, but you're cunning as a fox."

"It's an independent operation anyway. Saves me from having to go find other people," Chen Jiajun said with a smile.

Huo Yingnan only considered it for a moment before saying to Chen Jiajun: "Fine, I'll go prepare the initial development funds."

"Then many thanks, Nan Ge," Chen Jiajun immediately nodded happily.

As long as Huo Yingnan was willing to enter the game, Chen Jiajun was confident he could swallow up all the land in the New Territories.

And the Four Major Real Estate Developers then?

They could just follow behind and eat dust.

In fact, because of Chen Jiajun's arrival, history had already undergone some small changes.

At the very least, the issue of Ding Rights should have only been changed after the handover.

But now that the Hong Kong Government has noticed this matter, Chen Jiajun does not intend to be polite with them.

The thoughts of these English Gweilo are very simple.

Now that the Hong Kong property market is so developed, yet the Ding House Ordinance they set in the New Territories does not allow for the buying and selling of Ding Houses.

In this way, the Gweilo naturally cannot get enough benefits.

Once the Ding House Ordinance is abolished, the land in the New Territories can circulate, and at that time they can also have an extra share of tax revenue; perhaps they might even be able to legitimately intervene in the affairs of the New Territories.

However, Chen Jiajun clearly will not let these Gweilo get their wish.

After Chen Jiajun finished tea with Huo Yingnan, he directly had the driver head to the New Territories to find Lu Hantao.

"I have already chatted with Huo Xiansheng; he himself is in the real estate business, and the support of the two of us should surely be enough," Chen Jiajun said to Lu Hantao with a smile.

After hearing this, Lu Hantao was very happy: "That is just great. You don't know, lately all sorts of monsters and demons have come knocking at my door. Especially that Situ Guang from the Real Estate Chamber of Commerce, the spokesperson for the four major real estate companies. This guy is the best at sucking up; he's like a dog-skin plaster that you can't shake off."

"They are sharks in the ocean; they pounce as soon as they smell a hint of blood. If the New Territories falls into their hands, will the New Territories still be the New Territories?"

Chen Jiajun smiled and shook his head: "They won't have a chance."

"By the way, A Jun, there is something I need to mention to you," Lu Hantao said, feeling a bit embarrassed: "Before, I was afraid that your capital pressure was too great, so I contacted another person."

"What?" Chen Jiajun was stunned for a moment, saying in a daze.

He never expected that Lu Hantao would have other sources of funding.

Lu Hantao hurriedly said: "It is the Boss of an investment company, I think his name is Rao Tiansong or something."

Hearing Lu Hantao's words, Chen Jiajun was immediately furious.

He did not expect that Lu Hantao would secretly hide from him and meet with some investment company person; this immediately disrupted all of Chen Jiajun's plans.

How is he supposed to talk to Huo Yingnan when the time comes? Should he cut a portion out of his own shares?

One must know that Huo Yingnan was willing to participate in this plan purely because of Chen Jiajun's face. Otherwise, what sucker would be willing to prepare a large amount of capital before the government has confirmed anything?

Isn't this asking him to lose credibility with others?

If it were his own subordinate, Chen Jiajun would have already cursed them out.

But since Lu Hantao is Yongyu's father, Chen Jiajun could not say much, and the breath held in his chest was indescribably uncomfortable.

Lu Hantao also seemed to realize that he had done a stupid thing, and his expression appeared very awkward.

Chen Jiajun paced in the living room for a long time before he opened his mouth to say to Lu Hantao: "Is there a way to kick them out?"

"I don't know either; it was just an initial contact and the other party directly wired the money over," Lu Hantao sighed and said: "A Jun, did I cause trouble?"

Hearing Lu Hantao speak softly, Chen Jiajun's anger dissipated quite a bit.

"As long as the government loosens its stance, Huo Xiansheng and I will immediately inject capital into Lu Guo Group. Leave the rest to me," Chen Jiajun sighed and said: "You will inevitably have to deal with these people in the future, but before that, you still need to investigate more, otherwise if we get tainted by some groups, we will be in trouble."

Lu Hantao nodded: "I understand. In the future, if there is such a matter again, just push it to you to handle."

Lu Hantao is, after all, just a countryman who hasn't read many books, and his insight is far from enough.

Lu Hantao himself realized this point, so he did not feel that Chen Jiajun had usurped his power.

The reason for doing this was still for the sake of the New Territories.

"Alright, it's getting late, so I won't keep you here. Tomorrow is Sunday, remember to let Yongyu come back for a visit," Lu Hantao said irritably: "That stinky girl, I couldn't drive her away before. Now it's hard to get her to come back once a month."

Chen Jiajun smiled and said: "I know, Dad. I will bring Yongyu back to see you tomorrow."

After leaving the Lu family mansion, Chen Jiajun did not rush home, but returned to the company and called for Ya Qi.

"Go and check what the background of this guy named Rao Tiansong is," Chen Jiajun said coldly.

Any Tom, Dick, or Harry wants to come in and get a piece of the pie? Keep dreaming.

Everyone wants to eat this piece of fat meat that is the New Territories Ding Rights.

But to eat this meat, one has to see if they are qualified enough.

A small character like Rao Tiansong, whose name he hasn't even heard of, wants to enter the game? He shouldn't even look to see if Chen Jiajun would agree.

Soon, Ya Qi obtained the information on this Rao Tiansong.

This guy is the Boss of an investment company and previously hung around in Singapore.

A few years ago, he suddenly returned to Hong Kong and founded this investment company.

"This guy's background is very mysterious; just looking at the surface, you can't see anything useful," Ya Qi shook his head and said: "However, when I was looking for this guy's information just now, I discovered something interesting."

As he spoke, Ya Qi took out a photo of a person and placed it in front of Chen Jiajun: "This guy is called Zhan Baida, he is an arms dealer. When we were investigating the information, we found that this guy is very close to Rao Tiansong."

"An arms dealer?" Chen Jiajun looked at the guy in the photo and sneered: "An arms dealer and the Boss of an investment company—people who have nothing to do with each other—how could they have a relationship? Unless it's money laundering?"

Ya Qi nodded and said: "There is indeed that possibility. I have already sent people to investigate the capital Rao Tiansong used to start his business, and I believe there will be results soon."

Chen Jiajun laughed irritably: "I originally thought that for this piece of fat meat in the New Territories, people in Hong Kong wanted to eat it, but I didn't expect that people from outside also wanted to come in. It's really too interesting."

Hearing Chen Jiajun's words, Ya Qi immediately showed a fierce look, made a throat-slitting gesture, and said: "Should we just finish him off?"

Chen Jiajun rolled his eyes and said: "I told you to investigate him, not to kill anyone. Besides, if I relied on killing for everything, why would I even run a company?"

Ya Qi rubbed his head, gave a silly laugh, and said nothing.

Chen Jiajun rubbed his eyes; his subordinates are good at everything, except that they are too warlike.

Just as Chen Jiajun had a headache, a young demon walked in and placed a document in front of Chen Jiajun's desk.

After Chen Jiajun took a look, he immediately revealed a strange smile: "It really is a money-laundering piece of trash. This makes things easy to handle."

Ya Qi was still confused and said: "Boss, what should we do?"

Chen Jiajun smiled and said: "Have you ever heard a saying? High-end business wars often use the most simple methods?"

"Huh? Never heard of it," Ya Qi shook his head and said.

Of course Ya Qi had never heard of it, because this thing was a joke Chen Jiajun saw on the internet in his previous life.

Business wars in novels are all about hackers, spies, and cutting off funding.

But real-world business wars are much simpler; tricks like cutting the power, cutting the internet, and seizing the company seal are all used.

Therefore, Chen Jiajun also prepared to use the most simple and honest form of business warfare: reporting. (End of chapter)