Chapter 607: The Love-the-People Association

Traveling by private jet, Chen Jiajun returned to Hong Kong silently, without attracting anyone's attention.

After all, having ousted Cai Yuanqi from the position of Commissioner of Police previously, he had drawn quite a few eyes.

"A Jun, why have you been acting so elusive lately?"

Inside the clubhouse of the Chinese Chamber of Commerce, Huo Yingnan could not help but ask Chen Jiajun, who was drinking tea.

Chen Jiajun shook his head and said, "I need to keep a low profile lately, otherwise there will be trouble."

"Who else could cause you trouble?" Huo Yingnan asked with a puzzled look.

Chen Jiajun sighed: "Lu Minghua."

"Hmm?" Huo Yingnan immediately asked with a strange expression: "Why would he, a Secretary for Security, cause you trouble?"

Chen Jiajun said helplessly: "I did some things too aggressively, which made him wary of me!"

"The matter with the Commissioner of Police last time?" Huo Yingnan asked tentatively.

Chen Jiajun nodded: "What else could it be? This Cai Yuanqi belongs to an organization called the Brotherhood. Although they haven't shown anything yet, their influence is immense, especially in the political arena."

"Hiss!" Huo Yingnan gasped: "Didn't you say you never get involved in these kinds of things? Why did you get dragged into this?"

Chen Jiajun gave a wry smile and said: "I just couldn't help myself!"

"You!" Huo Yingnan was speechless: "Everything about you is fine, except for that 'jianghu' air you carry."

Chen Jiajun spread his hands and said: "Who doesn't know I'm a gangster? It seems I won't be able to change that in this lifetime! Whenever I encounter something I can't stand, I want to intervene!"

Huo Yingnan knew Chen Jiajun's personality, but opened his mouth without knowing how to persuade him.

If Chen Jiajun didn't care, Huo Yingnan would never have befriended such a young junior as Chen Jiajun.

When Hong Kong was still in the hands of England, this was a merit for Chen Jiajun.

But now, it could be called a shortcoming.

After all, for a region to be stable, one cannot always have destabilizing factors.

Since Chen Jiajun could use methods to oust the head of the Police Force today, would he use the same methods on others tomorrow?

That Chen Jiajun is feared by others is entirely self-inflicted.

Chen Jiajun smiled and said: "Forget it, I'll deal less with these government officials in the future."

Huo Yingnan said irritably: "I'm just afraid you won't be able to help yourself!"

After accompanying Huo Yingnan for tea at the clubhouse, Chen Jiajun returned home.

He Tian'er was reading at home, while the other two women had gone out shopping.

"You're back?" He Tian'er gave Chen Jiajun a hug and then said to him: "By the way, a young man named Li Jiajun came looking for you, saying it was something important."

"Jiajun?" Chen Jiajun was a bit surprised: "This kid is looking for me?"

Chen Jiajun knew that this kid had joined the Hong Kong Police Force and was currently working in the PTU department.

He just didn't know what the kid wanted with him.

Generally speaking, if the kid had any business, he should have come through his father, Li Wenbin.

He Tian'er nodded: "I said you hadn't returned, so he left! I heard he's Li Wenbin's son?"

Chen Jiajun nodded: "Did he say how to contact him?"

He Tian'er nodded: "He said if you came back, go to the restaurant you often visit at six in the evening; he patrols that area every day."

"Got it!" Chen Jiajun said as he prepared to go out.

But at this moment, He Tian'er pulled on Chen Jiajun's tie and said with seductive eyes: "You're going out just after getting back! Did you forget something?"

Chen Jiajun looked at his watch and snorted coldly: "Little girl, I see you're playing with fire! There are two hours left, enough to bring you to heel!"

At six in the evening, Chen Jiajun arrived at the restaurant to wait for Li Jiajun to appear.

Teaching He Tian'er a lesson just now had consumed quite a bit of energy, so he casually ordered a few things to eat.

Before Chen Jiajun had finished eating, he saw Li Jiajun walk into the shop wearing a police uniform.

Scanning the shop, he saw Chen Jiajun sitting in the corner.

A look of joy appeared on Li Jiajun's face, but he did not speak to Chen Jiajun immediately.

After just nodding at Chen Jiajun, he turned and walked out of the shop.

Chen Jiajun acted as if he hadn't seen him and continued to enjoy his dinner.

After finishing his food and chatting with the Boss of the restaurant for a while, Li Jiajun changed into plain clothes and sat down in front of Chen Jiajun.

"Great-uncle!" Li Jiajun said excitedly: "You've finally returned!"

Chen Jiajun said indifferently: "I heard you have something to find me for?"

"It is indeed an important matter." Li Jiajun looked left and right, then lowered his voice and said: "It's not convenient to talk here."

Chen Jiajun nodded and said to the Boss: "Get this kid some food."

Li Jiajun did not object, and after the food arrived, he devoured it ravenously.

After eating, Chen Jiajun took Li Jiajun into his car.

After all, a place like a restaurant has too many eyes and ears; it is not a place to discuss business.

Having the driver take them to the Pier by the sea, Chen Jiajun got out of the car with Li Jiajun: "Back then, your grandfather and I discussed business right here. Haha, can you imagine? An Assistant Commissioner of the Police Force, a high-ranking official of the constitutional rank, joining forces with a low-level gangster in that kind of environment to discuss how to deal with the Gweilo high-ups from England."

Li Jiajun's expression was a bit strange; after all, a man who looked about the same age as him was recounting his glory days with his grandfather, which always gave Li Jiajun a sense of disconnect.

So Li Jiajun said helplessly: "Great-uncle, you should tell these things when you're fishing with my grandfather!"

Chen Jiajun irritably smacked the back of Li Jiajun's head: "You brat, I'm just reminiscing. Who's like your grandfather, only knowing how to walk his bird and fish all day!"

Li Jiajun chuckled, then said mysteriously: "Great-uncle, guess what I've been doing lately?"

Chen Jiajun curled his lip and said: "What else, you joined the Brotherhood behind your father's back, right!"

"How did you know?" Li Jiajun looked shocked: "Did you also plant people inside the Brotherhood?"

Chen Jiajun said speechlessly: "Just look at your dad's sour face and you'll know."

As he spoke, Chen Jiajun pointed behind Li Jiajun.

Li Jiajun turned his head to look and discovered his old man was walking over with a dark face.

Li Jiajun immediately turned and hid behind Chen Jiajun, terrified that Li Wenbin would beat him.

One had to know that Li Wenbin had studied combat with the old prison guards; even though he hadn't made a move in many years, beating his son was still no problem.

Besides, would Li Jiajun dare to fight back? So this kid could only find himself a backer.

Seeing the father and son, Chen Jiajun immediately laughed: "Alright, Wen Bin, this kid has already infiltrated the Brotherhood, so stop beating him!"

Li Wenbin roared at Li Jiajun: "You little brat, do you know what you are doing?"

Li Jiajun stiffened his neck and said: "These Brotherhood members are colluding with foreign countries, harboring wild ambitions, and wanting to steal high positions in the Hong Kong government; I definitely cannot let them get their way! This kind of thing is something every Hong Kong person should do."

Hearing Li Jiajun's words, Chen Jiajun's expression became somewhat strange.

It seems that sending Li Jiajun to study at the police academy back home was the right move; at least this kid wasn't brainwashed by the England Gweilo like in the other timeline.

Li Wenbin was furious: "This is not something you should be doing."

"I am already over twenty, I am an adult, I know what I am doing, you don't need to worry about me!" Li Jiajun also roared back. Seeing the father and son escalating, Chen Jiajun stepped in to mediate: "Alright, both of you, be quiet!"

"Uncle Chen, you don't know this kid..." Li Wenbin still wanted to say something, but seeing Chen Jiajun's eyes, he could only shut his mouth.

After both of them calmed down, Chen Jiajun spoke up: "Since Jiajun has already infiltrated the Brotherhood, withdrawing now would also arouse suspicion, so let's just make the best of a mistake! I will send people to protect this kid's safety and give him some life-saving gadgets!"

Hearing Chen Jiajun's words, Li Wenbin finally showed a look of joy on his face.

Li Wenbin had heard from Li Shutang that Chen Jiajun had some special abilities that could save lives; if Chen Jiajun was willing, then his worries could be resolved.

Then Chen Jiajun said to Li Jiajun: "Your old man is worried about your safety. You are the only seedling in your Li Family, and your mother passed away early; what would happen if something went wrong?"

"Also, since you say you are an adult, you should handle your relationship with your father well, instead of being at loggerheads here! That will only make you look immature!"

After listening, Li Jiajun could only lower his head and obediently apologize to his old man.

Seeing the father and son reconcile, Chen Jiajun smiled and said: "Alright, you two can go back and fuss slowly; let's first hear what news Jiajun has brought back! Looking so proud!"

Speaking of this, Li Jiajun immediately laughed: "Uncle, this is good news! Have you heard of the Aimin Association?"

Chen Jiajun nodded: "I've heard of it, they've roped in quite a few regional Legislators, right?"

Li Jiajun nodded: "The party leader of the Aimin Association is called Ceng Guoshan. This guy is one of the members of the Brotherhood, and his status is not low either."

"Hmm? There's such a thing?" Chen Jiajun's expression became grave.

One must know that although this Aimin Association's power is not great, it has a lot of prestige in the Financial Secretary.

It even controls several foundations in its hands.

That is to say, the foundations in the hands of this Aimin Association are very likely supplying funds to the Brotherhood.

No wonder that last time Chen Jiajun wiped out one of their lines for selling Laundry Powder, they didn't make any moves.

At the time, Chen Jiajun guessed that the Brotherhood's source of funds was definitely not just this one.

Now hearing Li Jiajun's words, it could already be confirmed.

It's just that Chen Jiajun had no clue for a moment on how to deal with this Aimin Association.

But Li Jiajun continued at this moment: "Uncle, you don't know, this old guy Ceng Guoshan has gotten into trouble recently!"

"What trouble?" Chen Jiajun asked with a frown.

Li Jiajun said somewhat amusedly: "It's because this old guy's son had a conflict with the daughter of the Aimin Association's financier and ended up killing her!"

"Ah?" Chen Jiajun was dumbfounded after hearing this: "There's such an idiot?"

"There is exactly such an idiot!" Li Jiajun said amusedly: "This old guy had a son in his old age and spoiled him lawlessly. He actually managed to cause such a thing, and now he is busy covering it up!"

Hearing Li Jiajun's words, Chen Jiajun immediately realized that this was indeed a good opportunity.

If the Brotherhood members want to plot for high positions in the Hong Kong government, they must need to use a large amount of money to operate.

Whether it's bribery or roping people in, there is nothing that can be done without money.

Once their source of funds is cut off, it will inevitably greatly affect their future plans.

Thinking of this, Chen Jiajun said to Li Jiajun: "What is the situation now?"

Li Jiajun scratched his head and said: "Ceng Guoshan's son, Ceng Zhiwei, hired someone to handle the scene and even pulled in a scapegoat to take the blame for him. They are all trying their best to cover up the truth of the matter, not daring to let their Aimin Association's financier, Guo Shirong, know."

Chen Jiajun immediately laughed: "This is a good opportunity!"

Li Wenbin said with some worry: "Then they must suspect that the news leaked from within the organization..."

Chen Jiajun smiled and said: "Don't worry, I have a way to 'guide' their financier behind the scenes to take the initiative to investigate this matter. When the time comes, since their financier investigated it himself, who else has anything to say?"

"Wen Bin, have you found the mole inside your Police force, Ceng Xiangrong?"

Li Wenbin shook his head and said: "The other party is hiding very deeply, it's not easy to find them!"

Chen Jiajun smiled and said: "I have an idea."

"Hmm? What idea?" Li Wenbin asked, puzzled.

Chen Jiajun shook his head: "It's not the time yet, let's wait and see the impact after this matter passes."

"As for Jiajun's matter, since he wants to do it, let him do it! You are his father and you know his limits; you can't just hold him in your hands for fear of him falling, or keep him in your mouth for fear of him melting."

Li Jiajun, emboldened by Chen Jiajun's backing, nodded at his old man, looking quite like a petty person who has gained his ambition: "Exactly!"

This appearance made Li Wenbin's teeth itch with anger again.

After saying goodbye to Li Wenbin and his son, Chen Jiajun returned home and had the people from the Information Department bring over the files on Ceng Guoshan and Guo Shirong, as well as the recent first-degree murder case.

The Aimin Association is, strictly speaking, one branch among several parties, belonging to a neutral position.

Although it has no substantial power, it is very famous.

This is all thanks to the several charitable foundations under its command.

Although they are not as good as Chen Jiajun's Hong Hing Charitable Foundation and the charitable foundations under Old Li's banner.

But added together, their power is also very vast, and they have gained quite a bit of good reputation over these many years.

Therefore, the reputation of the Aimin Association is very important!

Although Ceng Guoshan is advanced in years and no longer has the energy to carry on, he has no intention of handing over the Aimin Association he founded single-handedly to anyone else, but instead intends to let his own biological son succeed him.

As long as he gains a great reputation, it can also pave the way for his future path into the political arena.

So they even deliberately put on a show by holding some kind of Gathering Qi Assembly to campaign for his son.

Although the candidate had already been decided internally, they insisted on putting on a democratic facade, which quite suits the sensibilities of some people.

And on the day of this Gathering Qi Assembly, Ceng Zhiwei brought his campaign team and had posters and banners put up directly.

On them was a photo of him with his old man, which looked extremely ironic.

This guy Ceng Zhiwei has a decent appearance and is very approachable.

He was taught quite well by his old man.

Especially for those ordinary people who support the Aimin Association, he is simply like a friend.

A wage earner who came to support him complained: "For us wage earners, our monthly salary is just this little; let alone buying a house, it's not even enough to travel to Japan!"

Ceng Zhiwei said with a smile: "How can you not travel! We can take budget airlines, we can stay in homestays; for our generation, the most important thing is not to be narrow-minded and not to lose confidence!"

Hearing Ceng Zhiwei's words, the crowd applauded one after another.

Ceng Zhiwei bowed to thank them: "Thank you, thank you all for coming to support me!"

Just when the atmosphere was good, in a situation where everyone was getting along.

At this moment, a Reporter rushed through the crowd and walked in: "Mr. Ceng, we found out that Guo Shirong's daughter, Guo Ziyi, died in a unit under your name. May I ask what your response is? And what is your relationship with Ms. Guo?"

Hearing the words of this female Reporter, Ceng Zhiwei almost lost his composure.

After all, he knew better than anyone else how Guo Ziyi actually died.

Fortunately, he clearly knew where he was right now, so he forcibly held back the urge to fly into a rage.

After adjusting his emotions, he said to the annoying female Reporter in front of him: "I also just learned this news from the media, and I also feel very regretful. And the two properties under my name have always been managed by my colleagues."

"As far as I know, the rent for the units is lower than the average market price, allowing young people to use them as studios, band practice rooms, etc. So I also hope this Reporter friend will give the relatives of the deceased some space and let them grieve! Thank you!" (End of this chapter)