Chapter 332: 333. Chapter 333: Killing the Chicken to Warn the Monkey

333. Chapter 333: Killing the Chicken to Warn the Monkey

The appearance of large-scale armed fighting would soon attract the attention of the Police.

Especially at a time like this, the people from O-Ji were all keeping an eye on their Yifeng people.

So, before the bloody clash between the two sides had truly begun, police cars were already wailing as they approached.

"Tank, let's go." Su Xingbai dropped his cigarette butt and shouted at Tank.

Hearing this voice, Tank immediately abandoned the blood-covered Majai in front of him and signaled his own men to retreat quickly.

The speed was so fast that even La Jiang was caught off guard.

However, La Jiang was no fool; he had already been backstabbed by Su Xingbai and Tank, losing quite a few of his men. Now, hearing Su Xingbai shout like that, he also immediately led his men to retreat.

By the time the police cars drove over, the Yifeng members at the scene had all run away.

Su Xingbai looked at the busy Police with a smile on his face, then said to Baodeng, "La Jiang probably won't show his face for a while. You get people to distribute the goods. But this time, don't handle it yourself; try to use Tank's people as much as possible."

"Understood, Boss." Baodeng nodded and said, "By the way, the account you asked me to open for you at the Hong Kong Stock Exchange is ready. You aren't planning on playing the stock market, are you? With our net worth, if we throw it in, we probably won't even make a ripple."

Su Xingbai shook his head and said, "You'll know in a while. Go do your work."

La Jiang had tried to steal a chicken only to lose the rice; the blow to him was significant.

Because of the sneak attack by Su Xingbai and Tank, not only were his men dead or severely injured, but he hadn't even managed to touch a single hair on Su Xingbai.

Subsequently, he received news from the society that the first batch of Laundry Powder shipped over from Europe had arrived, and that guy was busy currying favor everywhere.

"Damn it." La Jiang hammered the table viciously, his face full of unwillingness.

But what La Jiang didn't expect was that even worse luck was waiting behind.

Gong Jiapei always did what he said. Since they at CIB had no good way to deal with La Jiang for the time being, they simply used channels in the underworld to expose La Jiang's identity as an Undercover.

"Bo... Boss. It's bad." A lackey ran into La Jiang's office in a panic and said to him, "It's being rumored outside now that you are an Undercover for the Police."

La Jiang's eyes were about to pop out: "What did you say? Who the f*** spread that? I'm going to hack him to death."

"I don't know, it seems to have spread from other societies." The lackey said somewhat nervously, "And the intelligence seems very detailed."

Hearing the lackey's description, La Jiang's face turned even uglier.

Who else could know his affairs so clearly besides his handler, Gong Jiapei? This was clearly an attempt to drive him to extinction.

La Jiang almost ground his teeth to dust, his brain spinning rapidly to think of a countermeasure.

But just then, the phone on the table rang; it was Fu Ye calling.

They had also received wind that La Jiang was an Undercover, and the call was to have La Jiang return to prove his innocence.

If La Jiang were truly a gangster, he naturally wouldn't fear such things.

But he himself could not withstand an investigation; if it were truly pursued and his identity as a traitor was confirmed, then the outcome...

Thinking of this, La Jiang felt he had been forced into a dead end.

"La Jiang." Fu Ye's voice came through again: "I don't care what you are doing now, come to the hall immediately. Otherwise, it will be seen as a guilty conscience, and don't blame us for being impolite when the time comes."

Hearing Fu Ye's aggressive words, La Jiang couldn't hold it together anymore and roared on the spot: "Damn it, you old things are nagging all day long; I've been sick of you for a long time."

"Just because of some rumors, you want to pin things on me and help that little punk Su Xingbai, who has no foundation at all, to rise to the top. I'm not playing with you people anymore. I'm going to set up my own shop."

After speaking, La Jiang hung up the phone directly and called for his confidants.

Since he had been forced into a corner, he decided to go for broke and simply raise his own flag.

"Yes, La Jiang has been driven to desperation and intends to go out and raise his own flag. The uncles of Yifeng will definitely support me in hitting him. Also, Gong Jiapei sent me news hoping I would cooperate with him to arrest La Jiang."

Su Xingbai was reporting the latest news to Chen Jiajun over the phone.

Chen Jiajun was very satisfied with Su Xingbai's actions: "Very good. After you rise to the top, I believe the Ether Society will definitely seek to cooperate with you. I hope you can find out exactly how many Ether Society members are currently in the Greater Bay Area."

"However, don't underestimate La Jiang; after all, he is from the CIB, and he might pull off some big Daqingfeng."

"Understood, Boss." Su Xingbai nodded and said, "As long as they have their eyes on the distribution channels in Hong Kong, they definitely won't let go of this piece of fat meat."

"Waiting for your good news." Chen Jiajun nodded and said.

After hanging up the phone, Chen Jiajun looked at the report in front of him.

The report was submitted by Sima Xiang regarding some matters of the Landlord Association.

Chen Jiajun had been laying out his strategy for the Japan market for a long time, which had caused dissatisfaction among many brokers under him.

After all, just preparing the data for Japan was time-consuming and laborious, and they couldn't get any benefits from it, so they had long since stopped wanting to do this work and had been complaining to Sima Xiang during this period.

"A bunch of people with high expectations but low abilities." Chen Jiajun sneered and picked up the phone: "Call Sima Xiang to my office."

Half an hour later, Sima Xiang arrived at Chen Jiajun's office: "Big Boss."

"Sit." Chen Jiajun said to Sima Xiang: "I heard some people are not very settled?"

Sima Xiang nodded and said: "The brokers below are a bit dissatisfied, but it can still be suppressed for now. However, these people have started making small moves, and I feel they can no longer be trusted, especially regarding this matter in Japan."

Chen Jiajun sneered and said: "If they aren't of one mind with me, they can't get on my big ship. Leave the matter to you to handle."

Sima Xiang nodded and said: "Should I clear them all out?"

"Of course. If they aren't willing to work for me but still want to occupy the resources of the Landlord Association, how can there be such a good thing?" Chen Jiajun snorted coldly and said: "Clear them all out, leave none behind."

Sima Xiang nodded: "I'll do it immediately."

"What's the situation in Japan?" After finishing the internal affairs of the Landlord Association, Chen Jiajun began to talk about serious business.

Sima Xiang took out a report and handed it to Chen Jiajun, saying: "Big Boss, although the Plaza Accord has been signed, the specific impact has not yet manifested. I estimate that this matter still needs time to brew."

"The Landlord Association has hired modelers to build an economic model, predicting that within these two years, the Japanese yen will definitely appreciate."

"Given that Japan's economy is currently heavily dependent on exports, it will soon reach a turning point. At that time, the financial bubbles and real estate bubbles within Japan will erupt collectively."

Chen Jiajun smiled and said: "It's a pity that even the Japanese government hasn't seen the impact brought about by the signing of the Plaza Accord. I think the Prime Minister of Japan should let you do it."

Sima Xiang also laughed along: "Big Boss, don't tease me. The Japs are just dogs raised by the United States. If there are people who don't want to be dogs, who would be willing to be one?"

Chen Jiajun nodded and said: "Since the United States is planning to let the US dollar depreciate through the joint efforts of several countries, we have no reason to miss such a good opportunity. Once you finish dealing with those discordant voices in the Landlord Association, we can start our move here too."

Compared to the stock market, the risks of foreign exchange trading are obviously greater.

But the benefits that can be gained are also greater.

Since the Gweilo of the United States want to devalue the US dollar, Chen Jiajun does not mind secretly biting off a piece of meat from them.

Sima Xiang said with a chuckle: "I wonder if those guys will regret it until their guts turn green after learning about the Big Boss's grand move."

"They are just a bunch of short-sighted people," Chen Jiajun said disdainfully.

A few days later, Sima Xiang's cleanup work for the Landlord Association began with the help of the other four brothers.

All members came to the private room the Landlord Association often frequented for a meeting, and Sima Xiang announced on the spot that the qualifications of several members were revoked.

Many people thought Sima Xiang was killing the chicken to scare the monkey, and their resentment became even more intense.

But what they did not expect was that the five Elders of the Landlord Association had struck hard this time.

On the first day, they expelled the three most troublesome guys from the membership, and then began to dismantle the forces around them one by one.

Such a move made many wealthy people in Hong Kong unable to understand.

After all, the Landlord Association had already become a force, and doing this was undoubtedly cutting meat from their own bodies.

Some wealthy people even hurriedly took these brokers who were kicked out of the Landlord Association under their wing, thinking they had taken a huge advantage.

But they did not expect that a piece of news a few days later would leave everyone dumbfounded.

Just a few days after the Landlord Association cleared its ranks, a major event occurred in the international market.

The United States authorities, represented by Treasury Secretary Baker, and financial experts represented by C. Fred Bergsten, continuously carried out verbal interventions on the US dollar, causing the US dollar to continuously devalue.

And it was precisely during this period that the Landlord Association was continuously shorting the US dollar.

After this news spread back to Hong Kong, it directly caused an uproar in the entire financial circle again.

This was not the first time the Landlord Association had pulled off such a thing; not to mention the previous ones, just the haul from the stock market crash alone directly caused their Big Boss behind the scenes, Chen Jiajun, to see his status in Hong Kong multiply several times over.

He transformed from a hoodlum who relied on being brave and ruthless to wash his reputation, into a true tycoon of Hong Kong.

If he does it again this time, how much more will Chen Jiajun's net worth rise?

Thinking of this, many wealthy people's eyes turned red, and they immediately followed suit one after another.

Anyway, they were fleecing the Japanese devils; it would be a waste not to fleece them.

And those brokers who were personally kicked out by Sima Xiang were now regretting it so much that their guts were almost turning green.

They wished they could go find Sima Xiang to kowtow and beg for mercy, asking him to take them back into the association.

However, one knows that such a thing is impossible.

Before, they were the ones clamoring to split up and wanting to go out to make a living on their own. Now the Landlord Association has satisfied them, and they have indeed found a suitable position under these big bosses in Hong Kong.

To want to go back at this time is simply wishful thinking.

However, while it is not possible on the surface, they can still make some small moves behind the scenes.

For example, going to find people who had a good relationship with the Main Association in the past, intending to fish for some information.

Even if they cannot eat the meat, there should be no problem with drinking some soup. At least they can leave a better impression on their new employers.

Therefore, during this period, the members who stayed in the Landlord Association were finally able to hold their heads high.

Every day they received various banquet invitations; not only were there people treating them, but there was no shortage of people stuffing money or women at them, all just wanting to probe for some internal information about the Landlord Association.

Unfortunately, this key information was known only to Chen Jiajun and Sima Xiang from beginning to end.

Others at most knew that Chen Jiajun had already started laying out his plans a year or two ago.

And several core members of the Landlord Association, including Luo Minsheng, were also constantly being poached by major bosses.

After all, the Landlord Association's track record was truly too fierce; no one did not want to poach a couple of them.

"Boss, we have been harassed by quite a few headhunters recently," Sima Xiang said to Chen Jiajun with a chuckle.

Chen Jiajun held his poker cards and said with a smile: "It's normal to pull off so many big things in a row."

"That is all thanks to your wise and martial leadership, Big Boss; we are just doing some manual labor," Mai Shengyun said with a flattering smile.

They were all quite clear-headed; don't look at how the outside world describes them as influential figures who can manipulate finance, they knew their own weight.

In these few major events, which one did not have Chen Jiajun's terrifyingly accurate intelligence support? It can be said that without Chen Jiajun, they would still be gold-medal brokers, but there would really be little they could accomplish.

Chen Jiajun said indifferently: "This is just the beginning; making money is actually secondary. My most important goal is the semiconductor industry in Japan; you find a way to bite off a piece of meat from Japan for me."

"Understood, Big Boss," several members of the Landlord Association nodded and said.

Stanley, reception room.

Qian Wendi's girlfriend Lili arrived here early, waiting for her man.

After all, having never entered a place like a prison, she was still a bit worried.

However, seeing Qian Wendi appear before her safe and sound, Lili finally felt a bit relieved.

At least he had not suffered any beatings in prison.

"Wendi, how are you? Did the people in prison hit you?" Lili grabbed Qian Wendi's hand and said.

Qian Wendi smiled and patted the back of Lili's hand: "Don't worry, there are people in the Hung Hing who are looking out for me, I'm fine. How is it on Goldfinger's side?"

Lili nodded and said: "Goldfinger has already been rescued by Da Fei's men. Liu Yaozu is furious and is now looking for the whereabouts of the two of us everywhere. But with Da Fei's people around, Liu Yaozu can't do anything to us."

"I've noticed this guy is getting more and more anxious; it seems he needs that money of Robinson's to do something."

After hearing Lili's description, Qian Wendi immediately revealed a smile: "Very good, as long as he is anxious."

"Do you have a plan?" Lili asked hurriedly.

Qian Wendi nodded: "I do have some ideas, but I plan to make a decision after communicating with Robinson, and I also need to ask someone for help."

"Ah?" Lili said with some worry: "But Da Fei said he wouldn't give us any other help. Da Fei's intention was to distance himself from this matter; if we ask him for help at this time, I don't think he will agree."

Qian Wendi smiled and said: "Don't worry, there's no need for people from the Hung Hing; I already have a candidate."

Before executing the plan, Qian Wendi first went to the prison hospital to see Robinson.

Robinson did not seem surprised by Qian Wendi's arrival: "Looking at you smiling so happily, it seems you have already obtained the Chip?"

Qian Wendi did not deny it: "At the very least, Liu Yaozu can no longer threaten me."

"In other words, the people behind you will only help you resolve the trouble with Liu Yaozu, and they won't care about anything else." As a self-made Boss, Robinson had a knack for reading people: "Then what are you prepared to use to negotiate with me?"

Qian Wendi pointed to his own head and said, "Is this enough?"

Robinson smiled and said, "If you're willing to talk to me now, you must have no more worries, right? But if it's like this, will Liu Yaozu still fall for your trap?"

Qian Wendi smiled and said, "Being able to get an old guy like you thrown into prison proves that this fellow Liu Yaozu is a smart man. But you should also know that the smarter a person is, the more self-righteous they become."

Robinson smiled and said, "Then how do I know if you aren't that self-righteous person?"

Qian Wendi patted Robinson on the shoulder and said, "Although you didn't tell me, I guess the 300 million USD in bonds that Liu Yaozu wants are still hidden in Liu Yaozu's home, right? You never took the bonds away at all, because when you said he had no hope, you looked so smug."

"Only with a very clever arrangement would one be so smug about their own words. And the most clever arrangement is for the item to be placed right under his nose while he remains completely unaware."

Upon hearing Qian Wendi's words, Robinson's eyes changed immediately.

He looked at Qian Wendi with a serious face and said, "Wendi, since you no longer have any worries, help me deal with Liu Yaozu. After the matter is done, I will give that batch of things directly to you."

"I am at such an old age that I have no other desires besides avenging my daughter. Help me."

Qian Wendi did not speak; he simply produced a cigarette like a magic trick and handed it to Robinson to light.

Because Golden Finger was rescued by Da Fei, Liu Yaozu was furious and had Konglong go make trouble for Qian Wendi.

During lunch, Konglong sat directly in front of Qian Wendi.

He spat a glob of phlegm directly into Qian Wendi's bowl, then said coldly, "You cocky brat, you're finished. I'm taking over this job now. I'm going to take good care of you from here on out."

Qian Wendi sneered and suddenly shouted, "Killer Xiong."

Zhong Chuxiong, who was patrolling, immediately walked over and said to Qian Wendi with an annoyed look, "What kind of magic trick are you planning to play again, you guy?"

Having been played by Qian Wendi time and again before, Zhong Chuxiong was already full of rage.

Qian Wendi spread his hands and smiled, saying, "Nothing, just inviting you to watch a good show."

As he spoke, he splashed the contents of his bowl onto Konglong's face, then kicked Konglong flying with one foot.

Following that, he threw a punch at Zhong Chuxiong's eye, instantly turning him into a panda.

This action immediately caused chaos.

The prison guards immediately moved to suppress it, and Qian Wendi was dragged out to be locked in solitary confinement.

Afterwards, Zhong Chuxiong grabbed his baton, prepared to go find trouble with Qian Wendi.

"You bastard, I usually rely on these charming eyes of mine to pick up girls, and now that you've made me look like this, tell me what kind of state I should beat you into to vent the hatred in my heart?" Zhong Chuxiong was truly infuriated; even if he was usually easy to talk to, Qian Wendi had crossed the line this time.

If everyone kept acting like him, who would still respect the prison guards in the future? He was prepared to make an example of him today. (End of chapter)