Chapter 371: Inspecting the Territory

The eldest son changed the subject and said to Li Jiacheng, "Dad, is there still a way to remedy this?"

Li Jiacheng said irritably, "It's not hard to find a middleman to pass on a message!"

The eldest son hurriedly said, "I'll make the call right now!"

There were no business dealings between Li Jiacheng and Chen Jiajun, and there was even some friction, so they could only talk through a middleman.

The middleman agreed readily, but more than ten minutes later, the other party called back.

Subsequently, the eldest son's expression immediately turned ugly.

Li Jiacheng asked curiously, "What did the other party say? Refusing to reconcile?"

The eldest son shook his head and said, "No! Chen Jiajun had the middleman bring a message: one can eat whatever one wants, but one cannot say whatever one wants. Since the second son has provoked him again and again, he says sorry to us first!"

Li Jiacheng suddenly felt his scalp tingle: "What does Chen Jiajun want to do?"

The second son was also panicking at this moment, standing in the living room, feeling at a loss.

The eldest son shook his head: "I don't know, the middleman only brought this one message!"

"You..." Li Jiacheng's anger flared up instantly, and he gritted his teeth and glared fiercely at the second son.

For Chen Jiajun to say this, it was clear that he had already begun planning a retaliatory action.

It was just unknown what methods this guy would use!

Thinking of what he and Youde and the others had seen—the CIA intelligence points and MI6 intelligence points wiped out overnight—Li Jiacheng felt his scalp tingle.

The eldest son frowned and said, "Dad, what do we do now?"

"What do we do? We do nothing!" Li Jiacheng said furiously: "Zhou Guanjia, you keep a close eye on this kid for me. If he dares to take one step outside, break both his legs for me!"

Hearing Li Jiacheng lose his temper, the Butler nodded immediately.

"Prepare the car, I'm going to the Government House!" After pondering for a moment, Li Jiacheng grabbed his clothes, had the Butler prepare the car, and hurried out!

After hanging up the middleman's call, Chen Jiajun sneered and directly had someone find an entertainment reporter.

He was not prepared to do anything extreme to Li Jiacheng and his son.

Since this second son liked to talk nonsense in front of paparazzi reporters, Chen Jiajun also intended to "use their own way to treat them."

Inside the morning tea shop, an entertainment reporter soon walked over.

Although he had been mentally prepared, the reporter was still somewhat afraid when facing Chen Jiajun.

After all, he had not reported few of those insinuating things before.

Chen Jiajun saw that the reporter was a bit scared and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I'm not here to cause you trouble! I wouldn't go so far as to cause trouble for an entertainment reporter!"

Hearing Chen Jiajun say this himself, the little reporter finally relaxed. Then he smiled and said, "I don't know what the Big Boss has to instruct me."

"You are a reporter, so of course I am giving you news!" Chen Jiajun said with a smile: "It's just a matter of whether you dare to report it!"

This little reporter also had a brain; hearing Chen Jiajun say this, he immediately knew that the matter was not simple.

"Tsk, I won't become a tool for the big shots' struggle, will I?" the little reporter thought silently to himself.

However, he didn't say much, wanting instead to hear what Chen Jiajun had to say.

Chen Jiajun took out a manuscript and handed it to the little reporter.

After reading it, the little reporter's eyes almost popped out.

He had thought that Chen Jiajun would fight back, but he hadn't expected Chen Jiajun to be this ruthless.

Although he didn't know if the things on the manuscript were true or false, once this report was published, it would definitely cause a huge uproar.

"What? Scared?" Chen Jiajun smiled and said, "If you don't want to do it, you can pretend you never came today, and I can find someone else!"

The little reporter took a deep breath, his hands holding the manuscript trembling.

Once this manuscript was published in the papers, he would surely be able to quickly become a leader in this industry.

The newspaper might even offer him a high manuscript fee.

But at the same time, he would definitely offend the richest man in Hong Kong, Li Jiacheng, and offend him to death.

Chen Jiajun did not urge him, just called for breakfast and began to enjoy it in a leisurely manner.

After the little reporter struggled for a long time, he said to Chen Jiajun, "Big Boss, doing this..."

Chen Jiajun waved his hand and said, "If you have concerns, I can tell you that Li Jiacheng won't go so far as to take action against you, but it will definitely affect your newspaper! Do it or not, it's up to you; that's all I can say!"

"Fine, I'll do it!" the little reporter said, gritting his teeth.

A smile appeared on the corner of Chen Jiajun's mouth, and he then had his subordinate hand him a check.

The number on it was enough to keep the little reporter happy for a long time.

After sending the little reporter away, Chen Jiajun chuckled and said to himself, "When it comes to disgusting people, you are all still a bit too green!"

……

The next day, the media's insinuations had not yet ended.

Another report came out.

This report did not have any eye-popping content, but the information revealed within was very intriguing.

The report was simple: it exposed Li Jiacheng's history of how he made his fortune.

Including some of Li Jiacheng's private affairs, it spread rapidly across various media.

Among them, the death of Li Jiacheng's first wife was written about extensively.

A tone of conspiracy theory immediately sparked enthusiastic discussion among the general public.

Subsequently, all kinds of conspiracy theories emerged, such as the idea that this richest man had deliberately caused the incident to seize the family fortune.

In any case, the more disgusting, the better! The more conspiracy-minded, the better!

Now the public no longer pursued the details of the second son's kidnapping case, but instead chased after the new hot topic.

Some bold paparazzi and tabloid reporters even went directly to Li Jiacheng's company or his front door to stake out.

As soon as they saw the man himself, they immediately bombarded him with all kinds of questions.

Facing this series of maneuvers by Chen Jiajun, Li Jiacheng suddenly felt incredibly nauseated, as if he had swallowed a few flies.

Yet, he couldn't really say anything, as this matter had been stirred up by his own son in the first place.

It could be said that he had a fire burning inside but nowhere to vent it!

Never before had he wanted to strangle his own foolish son so much as he did now.

"Dad, we can't let these people keep spreading rumors like this!" the eldest son said, looking at the speculation in the tabloids and media with a sense of speechlessness, his tone quite irritable.

It wasn't just Li Jiacheng himself who was affected; everyone in the Li Family had been harassed to varying degrees.

Li Jiacheng said with a dark face: "Then what can you do?"

The eldest son was stunned for a moment, then gave a bitter smile: "I never expected that this Sir Chen would actually use such methods to fight back."

Li Jiacheng let out a cold snort and said: "When he was fighting me for the shares of Kowloon Motor Bus back then, I knew this kid wasn't simple! Not only are his underworld methods formidable, but he even plays by the rules quite well!"

"Stay out of the public eye for this period! And tell the Butler to inform that idiot, the second son, to keep his stinking mouth shut for me!"

Li Jiacheng did not reply, clearly having conceded.

Chen Jiajun also had no intention of killing them all off.

Once the rumors were released, he stopped paying attention to them; as for whether Li Jiacheng had the ability to settle this matter, that was no longer within Chen Jiajun's scope of consideration.

Brunei was undergoing major development, and Chen Jiajun needed to contact quite a few people there.

He simply brought a group of young people under his command to broaden their horizons.

These young men, carefully selected by Chen Jiajun, would be the backbone of the entire group of companies in the future.

So, Chen Jiajun took these young people on a trip to Brunei.

Brunei changed with each passing day, and Chen Jiajun was already used to it.

Now, due to Chen Jiajun's heavy investment, the highway to the airport had been completed, and various facilities were gradually being perfected.

Although many things had to be imported, the current Brunei was wealthy, and not just ordinarily wealthy.

Because just recently, a large amount of oil deposits had been discovered on Brunei's land.

For Chen Jiajun, this was absolutely a tremendous piece of good news.

Arriving at the President's mansion, Chen Jiajun met Li Yaohua.

After not seeing him for a while, Li Yaohua had already begun to look a bit aged.

Chen Jiajun patted his shoulder and said: "The work is never-ending; you must take good care of your health!"

Li Yaohua touched his white hair and said helplessly: "There is endless worry every single day!"

Chen Jiajun said with a smile: "Anyway, your regime is stable now, so just start delegating power! Otherwise, be careful of becoming like Zhuge Liang and being worked to death!"

Li Yaohua nodded: "Indeed, I should delegate power! I have to keep an eye on the oil field matters, and I don't have that much energy anymore."

"Oh? I suppose quite a few oil companies have started making offers?" Chen Jiajun said with a smile: "Which company offered the highest price?"

Li Yaohua stroked his chin and said: "Shell Coal International Limited, a Dutch energy and chemical group. Their offer is the most reasonable, so I intend to sign a contract with this company!"

Outsourcing the oil field was a last resort; after all, Brunei was a tiny country, and the light industry that had developed was already the result of Chen Jiajun exhausting all his efforts to create the current situation.

Things like energy and chemicals were simply not things he could handle.

The technology required for them was simply not something a small country like Brunei could support.

So he simply gave up on his previous ideas and decided to follow the old path of history instead.

Chen Jiajun reminded Li Yaohua: "Oil extraction can definitely make the country wealthy quickly, but you must also be careful not to abandon industries like tourism. After all, oil will eventually run out one day, and when that time comes, a huge economic gap will cause trouble."

Li Yaohua nodded: "The Big Boss is right; my think tank thinks the same way. Walking on several legs is always better than walking on one."

After chatting with Li Yaohua for a while, Chen Jiajun went to see Ao En.

The Laboratory was now also a key protected unit belonging to Brunei.

It is no exaggeration to say that in the entire Southeast Asia, apart from Japan, no other country had a lineup as luxurious as the Laboratory.

Ao En, this mad scientist, stayed in his Laboratory all day and had taken in a group of scientists who had fled from the Soviet Union to conduct research and development.

That's right, during this period, a certain behemoth was about to collapse.

The United States Gweilo had achieved a comprehensive victory, and those around them were already sharpening their knives and heading toward this behemoth.

Chen Jiajun also felt this was an opportunity, so he had made some preparations in advance.

After returning from Brunei, he would take a trip to the Soviet Union.

"How is the product coming along? When can it be pushed to the market? The mainland is waiting!" Chen Jiajun said to Ao En.

Ao En looked up and discovered it was Chen Jiajun who had come, and he chuckled: "Soon, soon!"

Chen Jiajun said irritably: "Soon my foot! Don't think I don't know that you're busy with other research all day! The robots and bombs are getting better the more you research them!"

Ao En laughed quite sheepishly: "It's really soon; it has already entered the second round of testing! If it passes the third time, we can produce the first batch of samples!"

As he spoke, Ao En led Chen Jiajun to a simple production line.

A large number of Huiyuan Shiyanshi were doing simple assembly work.

It seemed that, just as Ao En said, it had indeed entered the testing stage.

In the mid-1980s, the United States successfully developed a new high-definition television system, and soon various countries began to develop their own high-definition television systems.

Chen Jiajun integrated quite a few resources from Japan, finally allowing Ao En to open this gap.

Although the start was late, the technology was at a world-class level.

This industry could at least allow Brunei to reap the dividends for ten years, which was why Chen Jiajun was so anxious.

But looking at it now, the time for harvest was almost here.

After coming out of the Laboratory, Chen Jiajun went to see Dumu's guard team.

After such a long period of development, Chen Jiajun had already separated Dumu's men from the Guojun Security Company.

They now belonged to the Brunei National Guard, specifically responsible for various security measures in Brunei.

It could be said that they were only responsible to Li Yaohua alone.

Although spies and the like would appear from time to time, with Lao E's help, it could be said that the level of worry for him was greatly reduced.

All day long he was either drinking with his subordinates or taking them out for skewers, living a life even more carefree than Chen Jiajun's.

When Chen Jiajun came to inspect, this bastard was still drinking with his subordinates.

Seeing this simpleton's carefree appearance, Bai Lu immediately felt unbalanced in her heart.

As the Boss's personal bodyguard, she ran all over the world and had to deal with tricky characters from time to time.

Consequently, she slapped Dumu directly on his big bald head.

Dumu was instantly enraged, jumping up and wanting to find trouble with someone.

But after seeing Bai Lu's pair of slender phoenix eyes, he immediately cowered.

"Hey, beautiful lady," Dumu said with a silly smile while rubbing the back of his head.

Bai Lu said with Yin Yang sarcasm: "If we hadn't come, I wouldn't have known you were living so comfortably!"

In front of Chen Jiajun, Dumu immediately became embarrassed and said with a grievance-filled face: "Can you blame me? Nothing big has happened in Brunei!"

Bai Lu said coldly: "Fine! Since you said so, let's switch! I've long been tired of running around!"

As she spoke, Bai Lu also shot a glare at Chen Jiajun.

Chen Jiajun spread his hands with an innocent face and said: "Why are you looking at me? If you want to take a vacation, then take one!"

"This is what you said, Boss!" Bai Lu nodded, then said to Dumu: "Heard that? From today on, you are the Boss's personal bodyguard!"

Dumu was naturally unwilling: "This isn't good, right? You are in charge of the troops..."

"Hmm?" Bai Lu drew out the sound, her eyes flashing with a dangerous light as she said: "What were you trying to say?"

As a Doom Slayer, although Dumu had a foul temper, he was still very gentlemanly toward ladies, especially since this lady was even fiercer than him, so he could only agree in a muffled voice.

Chen Jiajun shrugged with an expression of being unable to help, after all, Bai Lu had been running around for such a long time, so she certainly had the right to ask for a rest.

Afterward, Bai Lu directly shooed Dumu away and sat on the wide sofa, letting out a long sigh of relief.

Watching Bai Lu put her feet on his beloved cushion, Dumu dared to be angry but dared not speak.

After patrolling a circle and understanding the work, Chen Jiajun left with Dumu.

Chen Jiajun's trip to Brunei had quite the air of inspecting his territory.

After coming out of the guard unit, they arrived at the casino area.

This place belonged to the relatively remote Xi Qu of Brunei, and because of the harbor, the casinos were all planned here.

The hotels of those people from Las Vegas were also originally opened in this place.

Although the goal of tax exemption was not achieved, those guys from Las Vegas would not do business at a loss.

By throwing money and resources at it, they managed to build this area up.

There are not many legal casinos in the entire Malay Peninsula; apart from Yunding in Kuala Lumpur, there is only this side in Brunei.

Whenever something involves gambling, gangs are naturally indispensable.

Indigenous gangs, Chinese gangs, and United States gangs all quickly took root here.

It could be said that apart from the vicinity of the Governor's Mansion, this is the most prosperous area in Brunei.

Fortunately, when Li Yaohua signed the contract with those casino Bosses in Las Vegas, he kept a sharp eye and controlled their scope of activity to Xi Qu; otherwise, with those bastards expanding, who knows if they would have extended their influence to other places.

At that time, it would be quite troublesome to manage these gangs.

Therefore, besides serving as a Staff Member for Li Yaohua, Lao E was also responsible for managing all the big and small matters in this area. (End of chapter)