Chapter 343: 344. The Infatuated Simp

344. Chapter 344: The Infatuated Simp

Just as Mr. Jiang was about to open his mouth to beg for mercy, Lao Yu grabbed his chin with a ferocious grin: "Mr. Jiang, rules are rules. If we break the rules, how are we supposed to get by in the future? Don't you agree?"

Shortly after, Mr. Jiang's miserable screams echoed through the villa.

Having dealt with this Mr. Jiang, Chen Jiajun took out his phone and dialed Wen Bin's number: "Wen Bin, has your police force caught Guan Youbo yet?"

Meanwhile, while Chen Jiajun was busy cleaning up Mr. Jiang.

Guan Youbo took a car full of money and found his brother A Tao.

At this moment, A Tao was burning paper money at a crossroads.

Guan Youbo said to him with an exhausted expression: "A Tao, get in the car."

"I need to burn some money for our brothers first," A Tao said, looking indifferent.

"They are your brothers, not mine," Guan Youbo said coldly.

A Tao sneered: "What about A Fang? You've been friends for decades; you're too cold-blooded. Are you even human?"

As he spoke, A Tao continued to burn the money while grumbling, ignoring Guan Youbo entirely and failing to notice the murderous look in Guan Youbo's eyes.

After this guy finished burning the paper money, he finally got into the car and asked Guan Youbo: "Where to?"

"To split the money." Guan Youbo didn't say much more, simply driving the car toward a remote area.

The two erupted into another argument in the car, which made Guan Youbo feel more and more that he could only escape if he finished this guy off.

Seeing that the surroundings were desolate and deserted, Guan Youbo suddenly slammed on the brakes.

Then he rushed to the back of the vehicle, opened the van door, and said viciously: "Take the money and leave immediately. I never want to see you again."

A Tao retorted tit-for-tat: "You think I want to see you?"

As he spoke, he immediately pulled open the travel bag placed in the back of the van, revealing stack after stack of US dollars inside.

Seeing this money, A Tao's face immediately broke into a look of ecstatic joy; he took out a stack of cash and gave it a fierce kiss.

They robbed and killed, causing so much trouble—what was it all for? Wasn't it all for these things?

But just as A Tao was busy looking at the money, Guan Youbo, standing to the side, suddenly took two steps back and reached behind his waist to pull out a cylindrical object.

This thing was also a gun, with a structure somewhat like a Lipstick Gun used specifically for assassinations.

This item was something Guan Youbo had swiped from A Tao's shop.

And today, it was to be used to finish off A Tao; one has to say, it was somewhat ironic.

Guan Youbo aimed at the back of A Tao's head and pressed the button on the back of the cylinder hard.

After a faint sound, A Tao, who had been in a somewhat manic state, froze completely.

Then, blood flowed down his forehead, staining the US dollars in his hands red.

After finishing off A Tao, Guan Youbo said with a ferocious expression: "Why did you have to force me? Why?"

Not feeling satisfied even after saying that, he kicked A Tao's corpse several times.

Then he immediately went to check his money.

With this money, even if he didn't stay in Hong Kong, it would be enough for him and his girlfriend to live a comfortable life abroad.

Unfortunately, while flipping through these banknotes, Guan Youbo, who worked in the financial industry, discovered a problem.

Because, damn it, these banknotes were all in sequential serial numbers.

It is common knowledge that large amounts of sequentially numbered banknotes are generally not for people to use.

They are used for fishing.

For example, if kidnappers abduct a hostage and demand money.

Then, at that point, the police will send over these sequentially numbered banknotes.

These sequentially numbered banknotes are generally on record with the police; as long as the robbers dare to use banknotes within this serial range, they will be immediately detected by the police.

The money currently in Guan Youbo's hands was also that kind of "hot" money.

Once used, the Police would know immediately.

Looking at the blood-stained US dollars before him, Guan Youbo suddenly started to laugh, laughing very manically.

For this money, he killed a traffic cop, and his two long-time friends—one died at the hands of robbers, and the other died at his own hands.

In the end, this money couldn't even be used. Could there be anything more ironic than this?

After laughing for a long time, Guan Youbo gritted his teeth, threw A Tao's corpse into the van, poured gasoline over the pile of US dollars and the corpse, and set it all ablaze with a single flame.

After finishing all this, Guan Youbo turned and walked back.

By the time he returned to his home, it was already the early hours of the morning.

Having gone through so many things today, he was already physically and mentally exhausted.

But as soon as he opened the door, what Guan Youbo saw was his girlfriend's tear-streaked face.

And behind her were Zhuang Ziwei and a group of Police.

If it were before, Guan Youbo might have even drawn his gun to resist, but today he truly had no strength left.

Moreover, he also understood that he could no longer run away.

Amidst his girlfriend's disappointed gaze, he was handcuffed by Zhuang Ziwei and shoved into a police car.

The next day, Chen Jiajun came to the Police Station again, specifically to find out about Guan Youbo's situation.

This guy had plotted to rob his bearer bonds; both in terms of emotion and reason, Chen Jiajun would not let this guy off.

It was just that Chen Jiajun didn't want to hack this guy to death on the street; he only needed to get him into Stanley Prison, and the Four Great Evildoers of the Hung Hing inside would take good care of him.

"Wen Bin, how are things going?" Chen Jiajun arrived at Li Wenbin's office and said straight to the point.

Li Wenbin nodded: "Guan Youbo has already confessed. The evidence we've collected is enough to prosecute him, but..."

Chen Jiajun raised an eyebrow and said: "But what? Don't forget that all the evidence you're using to prosecute Guan Youbo was obtained by me. I'm only giving the police this face out of respect for my relationship with your old man; otherwise, do you think Guan Youbo would have made it into the Police Station alive?"

Li Wenbin hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Uncle Chen, it's not that we want to stir up trouble, it's because of Guan Youbo's boss, Diana, the president of Universal Jiahui Investment Company."

"This woman has been putting pressure on our police top brass recently, intending to protect Guan Youbo at all costs. Actually, we wanted to charge him last time, but it was also messed up by this woman."

Chen Jiajun gave a cold snort: "It's this woman again. What a real bootlicker. She'll do anything for Guan Youbo? I think she's looking for death."

Li Wenbin spread his hands and said: "Zhuang Ziwei is also quite annoyed over there. Having caught the person but being unable to hold him makes us in the police force feel very helpless."

"Hmph. Since you police don't have the ability to catch him, then don't blame me." Chen Jiajun gave a cold snort and stood up directly to leave Li Wenbin's office.

Hearing Chen Jiajun's words, Li Wenbin felt a headache coming on.

He knew that he definitely couldn't let Chen Jiajun act recklessly, otherwise the situation the police had worked so hard to build would be ruined.

Originally, the image of the Hong Kong Police in the eyes of ordinary citizens wasn't very good.

After all, the Hong Kong Police Force of the sixties and seventies was in cahoots with the triads.

Hong Kong citizens already had a sense of distrust toward the police.

Now, if Chen Jiajun were allowed to handle this matter himself, what would the consequences be?

It would be that these wealthy people in Hong Kong would no longer trust the Police Force either, and would use their own methods to get things done.

The consequences caused by this would be devastating for the Hong Kong Police Force.

So Li Wenbin hurriedly contacted his father and explained Chen Jiajun's attitude.

At this time, Li Shutang, who was attending a meeting at the headquarters, immediately wanted to curse when he heard this news.

Previously, his son had finally managed to stabilize Chen Jiajun, this bomb, and get him to cooperate with the police.

Now that something like this has happened again, is there someone in the police top brass who doesn't want to work anymore?

So before the meeting ended, Li Shutang walked straight out of the conference room and went directly to the Commissioner's office to find Han Yili.

After explaining the ins and outs of the matter in detail, Han Yili also felt quite a headache: "But this president of Universal Jiahui Investment Company has some connections with the Secretary for Security..."

Li Shutang said coldly: "The Security Bureau is the Security Bureau, and the Police Force is the Police Force. We cannot disregard the safety of our Police Force because of the Security Bureau's connections."

"What kind of person Chen Jiajun is, you should know better than me. As the invisible leader within the Leftist Merchant Camp, once he blows some wind, what kind of blow will it be to the reputation of our Police Force? What should we do if those wealthy people all follow suit?"

"And as the number one of the Police Force, do you think this matter has nothing to do with you? You will be the first one to take the fall when the time comes."

Hearing Li Shutang's analysis, Han Yili also realized the seriousness of the matter.

After hesitating for a moment, he said to Li Shutang: "Li, what you said makes a lot of sense. What kind of demands does Sir Chen have?"

Hearing Han Yili relent, Li Shutang breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Chen Jiajun's meaning is very simple; he just wants to send that Guan Youbo to prison."

"Just that simple?" Han Yili said, somewhat unable to believe it.

"Just that simple," Li Shutang said very firmly.

Having dealt with Chen Jiajun for so many years, Li Shutang knew this guy's character very well.

After Guan Youbo enters prison, it won't be long before he dies an unnatural death.

However, this was not within the scope of Li Shutang's considerations.

Nor was it within the consideration of the Police Force; this guy is a ringleader of robbers himself, and no one cares whether he lives or dies.

Han Yili obviously didn't care much either, so he nodded and said: "Then let's do as you say. I will personally go to the Security Bureau to explain the stakes."

For the sake of his position, Han Yili would also personally make a trip to the Security Bureau.

Compared to giving face to that president of Universal Jiahui Investment Company, his own position was more important.

After settling Han Yili, Li Shutang personally found Chen Jiajun.

"The Gweilo number one has agreed; he will send this guy Guan Youbo to Stanley Prison. Are you satisfied now?" Li Shutang said somewhat helplessly: "He's just a robber, is it necessary for you to make such a big fuss?"

Chen Jiajun shook his head and said: "If I don't make a big fuss, will anyone manage things? Those Gweilos see that the handover is approaching and are busy making money all day long. What has the law and order in Hong Kong become?"

"Now it's reached my own head. I dare not imagine what those robbers will want to do next time."

Li Shutang said helplessly: "We have mentioned it to the Gweilos many times, but these Gweilos don't really care. I even suspect that many things are deliberately caused by the Gweilos."

"Do you think playing these little tricks will make the motherland back down?" Chen Jiajun shook his head and sneered: "Ignorant."

Li Shutang sighed and said: "All I can do now is maintain the face of the Hong Kong Police Force. In another two years, I'll be at the age to retire."

Chen Jiajun shrugged and said: "Then the Hong Kong Police Force will look ugly in the future. If two more major incidents happen, it's estimated that your last layer of fig leaf will be stripped off."

Li Shutang gave a cold snort and said: "I'll handle the matter regarding Guan Youbo. Just don't cause me any trouble."

"OK, since you've said so, I'll give you this face again," Chen Jiajun said indifferently.

On the other side, Diana arrived at the West Kowloon Police Station with her lawyer.

Last time, to successfully bail out Guan Youbo, Diana had already used all her connections.

And that was when the evidence of Guan Youbo's crime was insufficient.

But this time it was different; Guan Youbo had confessed, and with sufficient evidence, it was very difficult to get someone out.

So Diana simply found her boss, the head of Universal Jiahui Investment Company, and on the grounds of the favors she had done for him by closing many big deals, requested this Big Boss to step in and persuade the Secretary for Security, which was the only reason the police side relented.

Thus, Diana immediately took her lawyer and came to the Police Station to wait to see Guan Youbo.

Diana didn't know the specifics, so she handed it directly to her lawyer.

But after waiting for a long time, she didn't see Guan Youbo come out.

Instead, she saw her lawyer's expression was complex.

"What's going on? Where is he?" Diana asked immediately.

The lawyer shook his head and said: "Miss Diana, it's not convenient to talk here. Let's change to another place."

Seeing the lawyer's expression, Diana immediately knew that things had changed. So she stood up, left the Police Station with the lawyer, and came to a coffee shop outside.

After the two sat down, Diana asked impatiently: "What exactly happened? The police refuse to release him?"

The lawyer said with a serious expression: "It's even more complicated than that. The people from the Security Bureau have also changed their tune."

"Why?" Diana's eyes widened immediately.

The lawyer sighed and said: "I'm afraid you don't know who Guan Youbo robbed this time, do you?"

"Isn't it just a branch of the Berman Brothers investment bank? As a person from the United States, how much influence could he possibly have in Hong Kong?" Diana asked, puzzled.

The Lawyer patiently explained, "Although it was the Berman Brothers that were robbed, those bearer bonds belong to the boss of Guojun Group, Chen Jiajun."

"What? Chen Jiajun?" Diana's eyes widened instantly. "The Chen Jiajun, Sir Chen, who is known as the 'Hong Kong King'?"

The Lawyer nodded and said, "That is why I said this matter is very complicated. If you want the police to release someone, you must persuade Sir Chen; otherwise, even if the Secretary for Security came, it would be useless."

"Because of the frequent robberies of wealthy people recently, many tycoons in Hong Kong are already extremely annoyed. If the police don't proceed with a conviction after catching someone this time, they will be in big trouble."

Hearing the Lawyer's words, Diana's expression became troubled.

Being able to get her own Boss to greet the Secretary for Security was already the limit of what she could achieve.

And that was only because the two had a connection.

Now that her company had no business dealings with Chen Jiajun, how was she supposed to bring this up?

The Lawyer kindly reminded her, "I heard this Mr. Chen Jiajun comes from a triad background, so I advise you to just let this matter go. Let Guan Youbo go in for two years first, and by then I will get him medical parole."

"No." Diana refused flatly upon hearing this, then gritted her teeth and said, "I will go talk to Chen Jiajun."

The Lawyer knew that Diana loved this Guan Youbo very deeply, so he could only sigh and say nothing more.

That afternoon, Diana set off directly for Guojun Group.

The Guojun Group building had been renovated many times, and the company's facade looked extremely imposing.

The reason Chen Jiajun had not bought this building was that he was still in a wait-and-see mode.

Because Chen Jiajun remembered that before the handover, the Hong Kong property market would crash once more, and that would be the time for him to make his move.

Diana walked straight into Guojun Group, and the receptionist immediately asked with a smile, "Welcome to Guojun Group. Is there anything I can help you with, Miss?"

Diana said straightforwardly, "I want to see your Chairman, Sir Chen Jiajun."

"An appointment with the Chairman? May I ask if you have an appointment?" the receptionist asked, somewhat surprised.

Diana shook her head and said, "No, but could you please announce me? Just say that Diana, Deputy General Manager of Global Jiahui Investment Company, would like to see Mr. Chen."

Hearing that Diana had a significant background, the receptionist nodded and said, "Very well, I will transfer you to the Secretary's office."

After only a moment, word came from the Secretary's office that Chen Jiajun had time to see Diana now, so the receptionist pointed to the elevator nearby and said, "You can take the elevator directly to the top floor for the Chairman's office; the Chairman happens to be free right now."

Diana took the elevator directly to the top floor and met Chen Jiajun in an office that was exaggeratedly large.

Chen Jiajun's youth was somewhat surprising to her; his handsome appearance made him look less like a Big Boss and more like a movie star.

Seeing Diana arrive, Chen Jiajun said politely, "Ms. Diana, Deputy General Manager of Global Jiahui Investment? Please sit."

Diana did not stand on ceremony and sat down directly across from Chen Jiajun.

Chen Jiajun smiled and said, "It seems our Guojun Group has no business dealings with Global Jiahui Investment Company, right? What brings you here today, Ms. Diana?"

Diana did not beat around the bush and stated her purpose directly: "Mr. Chen, I am here today to talk to you about something—the matter regarding Guan Youbo."

Diana adopted the attitude she used when negotiating with others and spoke to Chen Jiajun.

Clearly, in her view, Chen Jiajun was a Big Boss who had managed to reach this level in just a few years, so he must be someone who valued profit above all else.

As long as Diana could offer a benefit that satisfied Chen Jiajun, she felt he would certainly agree.

But after hearing Diana's words, Chen Jiajun immediately revealed a mocking smile: "Guan Youbo's matter? You want to talk to me? What qualifications do you have to talk to me?"

Hearing Chen Jiajun's words, Diana's expression sank instantly.

She had not expected Chen Jiajun to be so disrespectful.

Chen Jiajun sneered and continued, "You, a Deputy General Manager of a Global Jiahui Investment branch, run to my Guojun Group to talk business with me—do you think you are worthy?"

"Don't think that just because you've made it to Deputy General Manager at a foreign-invested enterprise that you're something special. One must have self-awareness. At your level, you aren't qualified to talk business with me. If there's nothing else, you may leave."

Diana was born into a relatively wealthy family; not only was she beautiful, but her abilities were also top-notch.

From childhood to adulthood, she had been the center of attention everywhere she went, and even in companies run by Gweilos, she had always been held in high regard. She had never suffered such humiliation.

In a fit of anger, she blurted out to Chen Jiajun, "Chen Jiajun, what qualifications do you have to talk to me about levels, coming from a triad background?"

However, as soon as these words left her mouth, she felt a bit of regret.

Clearly, this was not the way to solve the problem, but rather to create conflict.

Chen Jiajun's tone turned sinister instantly: "That's right, I had forgotten until you reminded me. Do you believe that if you dare to say one more word of nonsense in front of me, I will break your limbs and throw you onto Portland Street to be a prostitute?"

Hearing this, Diana's face turned deathly pale.

She could tell from Chen Jiajun's tone that this young, handsome man in front of her was not joking.

For a moment, Diana did not dare to speak recklessly again. (End of chapter)