Chapter 48: Never Forget the Original Intention

After recording the entire process, Chen Jiajun still wasn't finished: "For tomorrow's transaction, I will send people to secretly film it. You don't have any objections, do you?"

Feihong raised his head, revealing a miserable expression: "Even so, Hung Hing won't let me off, will they?"

"Whether Hung Hing lets you off is uncertain. But if you don't handle this well for me, I will kill you immediately!" Chen Jiajun said coldly, clicking off the safety and fiddling with his Browning Pistol.

Feihong, who came out of Ciyunshan, rarely got into fights with others, let alone used guns.

Seeing this thing, he truly chickened out!

Feihong shuddered all over, gritted his teeth again and said: "Brother Jun, if Hung Hing wants to get me, you must protect me."

"Rest assured, don't you and A Kun know each other? You can put your heart at ease regarding such a small matter!"

At this moment, Chen Jiajun was in an incredibly good mood: "By the way, Brother Feihong! Your underling broke my car when he stole it. It wouldn't be unreasonable for me to ask for some compensation, right?"

"Not unreasonable, not unreasonable at all. Brother Jun, you are right."

Feihong's guts were turning green with regret; only now did he clearly recognize what kind of person he had provoked.

This guy was simply a chaotic demon king.

Chen Jiajun looked at his own brothers and said: "I heard your men are quite good at stealing cars. Look at my brothers here; many of them still don't have cars. You understand what I mean."

Upon hearing this.

Feihong was on the verge of tears, because stealing cars was his main source of income.

But at this very moment, Feihong could still distinguish whether human life was more important or money was more important.

He nodded hurriedly: "Fine, then I will take you to pick out some cars."

Feihong's Warehouse was not far from here. From the outside, it looked unremarkable, but the moment the garage was opened, it blinded Chen Jiajun's eyes—every kind of car was there, a dazzling array.

Chen Jiajun's eyes shone with excitement, and he waved his hand: "Brothers, since Feihong is so generous, we can't be polite. Everyone, pick whatever you want! Don't give Feihong any face! Just take them!"

"Yes, Big Brother!"

The group of young demon slaves had already understood; they rushed into the Warehouse like wolves and tigers, driving the cars out one by one.

Watching the cars being driven away by the young demon slaves, Feihong's heart was dripping blood, dripping blood!

Soon, the entire Warehouse was empty.

Chen Jiajun looked at Feihong with bright, piercing eyes; the century-old Changle was indeed worthy of its reputation, with such a rich foundation.

He wanted to see if he could squeeze out a little more: "Brother Feihong, I've been a bit short on cash lately. If you treat me as a brother, can you lend me some money to spend?"

Feihong was almost ready to kneel before Chen Jiajun: "Fine!"

"2 million! My entire net worth is here. Please, I beg you to let me off. I guarantee I will arrange your affairs perfectly tomorrow, Brother Jun!"

"Feihong, I am very satisfied with your performance today. Let's go!" Having obtained the 2 million in cash, Chen Jiajun left satisfied.

On this trip, Chen Jiajun had extorted a full 2 million from Changle's Feihong, along with all sorts of luxury cars, allowing the young demon slaves to have nice cars to drive as well.

What made him even more comfortable was the unexpected bonus of Dalao B.

As expected, in the underworld, extortion and robbery are still the fastest ways to make money...

Counting the time since coming to Hong Kong, apart from triad finances, borrowing money, extortion, and robbery... he hadn't seemed to have earned money in a proper way even once.

Sigh.

This world.

It's too filthy.

A fine youth from the twenty-first century like me has been corrupted.

Additionally, Chen Jiajun also took in Xiaojieba; Feihong had no objections to this and gave his full approval.

He didn't have any other thoughts; he just didn't want to let Chen Haonan have the benefit.

Upon returning to Wanchai, facing the young demon slaves, Chen Jiajun pointed at Xiaojieba and said: "She is called Xiaojieba. From now on, she follows me. You cannot let her be bullied. Did you all hear me!"

……

On the top floor of the Guojun Building, besides Wang Bao's office, there was also a luxuriously decorated apartment that Wang Bao used for resting. It was fully furnished and had also been taken over by Chen Jiajun.

As for the Wanchai "thousand-square-foot luxury mansion" snatched from Dakou Fei, Chen Jiajun hadn't even gone to live there during this time.

In his eyes, in all of Hong Kong, apart from villas, these thousand-square-foot mansions couldn't be called luxury mansions at all.

A thousand square feet is just less than one hundred square meters.

The Wanchai of today was changing with each passing day; opposite the Guojun Building, there were several high-rise buildings under construction.

These were the property development rights for 9 subway stations along the Hong Kong Island subway line, jointly auctioned by several major Hong Kong financial groups. The entire development plan included 8 commercial buildings and 8,000 residential properties, with a total floor area reaching 700,000 square meters.

The locations of these properties were all prime commercial spots, and with the help of the subway, it could be said to be the largest project in Hong Kong at present!

Upon seeing these construction sites, Chen Jiajun's eyes immediately lit up; he hadn't forgotten his original intention from when he summoned the young demon slaves.

Now he had nearly a thousand subordinates; apart from guarding venues, the vast majority had nothing to do every day.

Every day they had energy they couldn't vent,

and the construction site was exactly the right place for them!

Moreover, after becoming skilled at working on construction sites, he could acquire land, start his own construction company, and do real estate himself in the future!

Thinking of this, Chen Jiajun hurriedly called for Dumu and Lao E, brought along several hundred young demon slaves, grabbed Iron Shovels, shovels, wrenches, and other tools, and marched imposingly toward a building under construction.

A large group of muscular men with crooked and ugly faces, plus a handsome youth who was handsome beyond belief, walked with a swaggering, arrogant gait; this had long since become a unique landscape in the Causeway Bay and Wanchai area.

The person in charge of the Heng Lung Group construction site—Chen Nanlu—knew something was wrong the moment he saw this unique landscape!

Damn it!

Hung Hing's Liangzai Jun was famous; Chen Nanlu had heard of him long ago! As the person in charge of the construction site, he had to have some understanding of the underground forces in the Wanchai area, otherwise, the construction work would be difficult to carry out. He had dealt with Wang Bao before.

Because Heng Lung Group was one of the top five real estate developers in Hong Kong, Wang Bao had been very respectful and polite.

He didn't expect... the newly ascended Liangzai Jun to be so disrespectful!

Hmph!

Our Heng Lung Group is not to be trifled with either!

Our Chen Family is not to be trifled with either!

Thinking this in his mind, his body was very honest; Chen Nanlu greeted him with a smile, took out cigarettes, and passed them around: "Big Brother Jun! I am the person in charge of the construction site. My surname is Chen, Chen Nanlu."

"I have long admired your illustrious reputation, Big Brother Jun."

"How about this, from now on we will pay one hundred thousand dollars every month, just consider it as treating you Big Brothers to tea, is that alright?"

Although Heng Lung Group is a meat-eater, Chen Nanlu did not want to affect the group's construction progress; one must know that all the group's funds are tied up here, and getting the building finished early to recoup funds early is the only problem he, as the construction site manager, needs to consider.

Anything that can be settled with a small amount of money is not a big deal for Heng Lung Group.

If it really doesn't work, then we can just have Chen Dong of Heng Lung Group come forward at that time.

Chen Jiajun:...

Actually, he really wanted to say that he came over to help the Young Demon Slaves find work.

Why do these people always misunderstand and insist on giving him protection money!

Of course, this one hundred thousand dollars in protection money still had to be collected: "What protection money? We don't collect protection money; this is a street cleaning fee."

A large group of Young Demon Slaves each rolled up their sleeves, revealing muscles even stronger than Schwarzenegger's, gestured, and shouted:

"That's right!"

"Do you look down on us?"

(End of this chapter)