Chapter 632: High Table

Longkou, a Restaurant, Chen Jiajun is waiting for someone here.

Today, the Restaurant has been booked out by Chen Jiajun and is not open to the public.

There are even quite a few of Chen Jiajun's bodyguards deployed here.

A moment later, an inconspicuous car drove over, and then Director Song stepped out of the car.

That's right, the person Chen Jiajun invited today is Director Song.

Director Song said with a chuckle to Chen Jiajun: "A Jun, you're in such high spirits to invite me out for a meal!"

Chen Jiajun stood up with a smile and said to Director Song: "For minor matters, I wouldn't dare to trouble a busy person like you!"

Director Song's expression shifted instantly, and he said with a smile: "That's true, nothing that comes out of your mouth, A Jun, is ever a minor matter. You've helped us out quite a lot!"

After the two sat down, the Boss of the Restaurant brought over the dinner and then very self-consciously disappeared.

After dismissing the others around him, Chen Jiajun said to Director Song: "I wonder if you have heard of an organization called the Brotherhood?"

"Is that the one you exposed earlier?" Director Song nodded with a smile: "I've heard of it; I hear their influence is huge! The Chief Executive specifically instructed the Independent Commission Against Corruption to investigate, but after investigating for a period of time, they didn't manage to find a single thing!"

Chen Jiajun shook his head and said: "It's not just that; that Ceng Guoshan is merely a small fry in the Brotherhood! Of course they couldn't find anything."

Director Song reacted quickly: "In other words, you've caught a big fish?"

Chen Jiajun said indifferently: "They've made so many moves, how could they not leave behind any traces? I followed the trail, only to discover that there is truly nothing new under the sun."

Director Song was stunned for a moment, then sneered: "England?"

"That's right, before returning home, I already knew that the Gweilo from England had a habit of planting nails!" Chen Jiajun nodded: "India back then was ruined by England in this exact way; even after independence, the troubles were endless! Once a tactic works, they naturally continue to use it!"

"The civilian nails have already been mostly pulled out by Li Shutang and me! But as for the government departments... I have no way to deal with those!"

Chen Jiajun has always understood the rules; otherwise, the folks back home wouldn't have allowed Chen Jiajun to hold several massive forces in his hands.

This matter is the same! Even though Chen Jiajun has the ability to solve it, and the other party took the initiative to provoke him, he still didn't act rashly; this is the point Director Song appreciates the most.

As for matters abroad, that is not within the scope of Director Song's considerations.

Director Song nodded: "I understand, I will send someone to intervene personally in this matter! However, the people at the Independent Commission Against Corruption have quite poor capabilities; do you have any recommendations here in Hong Kong?"

"I will not avoid my own kin when recommending talent; I propose my nephew Li Wenbin!" Chen Jiajun said without hesitation: "As for the Independent Commission Against Corruption, I'll recommend someone! A young man named Lu Zhilian, who once joined forces with our Anti-Corruption Bureau to catch a tiger!"

"Fine, I've noted it down," Director Song nodded.

After discussing official business, the two began to chat casually.

However, most of it was about major international events, just idle chatter to pass the time.

After finishing the meal, Director Song left directly. Chen Jiajun knew that the Brotherhood would definitely be in big trouble.

And Chen Jiajun himself could go on to deal with his old rival, the Ether Society, with peace of mind.

……

Hong Kong, in a certain hotel.

A man stood inside the presidential suite of the Peninsula Hotel, overlooking the entirety of Hong Kong.

"This city is truly not bad!" The man took in the scenery before him and then muttered: "It's simply a breeding ground for criminals!"

"It has always been, Phoebe!" Another Gweilo said to the man with a smile.

The guy called Phoebe is a member of the Ether Society.

Before he came, he had heard about the Ether Society's encounters in Hong Kong, so he appeared extremely cautious.

Even when joining forces with the Brotherhood, the Ether Society didn't even show its face much.

This is also the most important reason why he was able to escape the pursuit of the Information Officers under Chen Jiajun.

Regarding the Brotherhood, Chen Jiajun might still have some reservations, but for the people of the Ether Society, he has always killed them on sight, with extremely brutal methods.

Phoebe nodded and said: "This is indeed a good place, but now a vicious dragon is entrenched here! He has marked this entire place as his own territory; it is very difficult for any underground organization to infiltrate here."

"So I am sometimes curious, if we let another organization that strikes fear into people's hearts fight it out with this vicious dragon, what would happen?"

The Gweilo laughed instantly: "Hong Kong is indeed a bit too quiet! I like excitement!"

"When are the people from the High Table coming?" Phoebe asked.

"They have already arrived and are currently scouting locations!" The Gweilo said with a smile: "They seem very satisfied with your choice of site!"

"Haha! As long as they are satisfied, then we can get the hotel construction started quickly!" Phoebe said with a smile: "I really want to see what kind of expression that vicious dragon will have when the Continental Hotel opens in Hong Kong! It will definitely be spectacular!"

"After such a long time, not a single clue?" Chen Jiajun looked at Lao E with some surprise.

Having utilized so many resources in Hong Kong, the fact that they hadn't found the people from the Ether Society actually surprised Chen Jiajun a little.

Lao E suddenly spoke up and said: "Boss, the High Table seems to be making some moves! One of their High Table Adjudicators arrived in Hong Kong today!"

"High Table Adjudicator?" Chen Jiajun frowned and said: "They blew up the Continental Hotel in New York last time, they didn't learn their lesson, did they?"

Lao E shook his head and said: "The High Table is also divided into factions; there are twelve seats in total! It's even possible they don't get along with each other! I estimate that for that incident in New York, the High Table members in New York didn't report it at all!"

"Tsk!" Chen Jiajun frowned: "The Ether Society really knows how to pick partners; this High Table thing is truly quite troublesome!"

They are already the world's largest assassin organization, and their ability to disguise and lurk is very strong.

If such a force were to invade Hong Kong, it would place a heavy burden on the intelligence agencies under his command.

The only way is to stop them from entering before they have even settled in.

But for Hong Kong, this remains impossible.

Hong Kong is, after all, an international metropolis and one of the financial centers of Asia.

Trying to impose restrictions on people from the High Table is undoubtedly shockingly difficult!

This immediately gave Chen Jiajun a headache; this move by the Ether Society is undoubtedly very clever.

Thinking about it and finding no solution, Chen Jiajun could only call over a few of his trusted aides to ask.

Lao Yu said with a direct smile: "Boss, how could you forget your own old trade?"

"Old trade?" Chen Jiajun was stunned for a moment, then said with pleasant surprise: "That's right! Damn it, how could I have forgotten this force?"

What Lao Yu was referring to were the triads.

Nowadays, although the societies are all behaving themselves, not daring to make any moves.

But their numbers are truly not small.

Almost every society has several tens of thousands of members. These people all rely on the societies or companies to eat; otherwise, these idle people would probably starve to death.

Chen Jiajun could completely utilize these people to form a massive network of informants.

They don't need to be very professional; as long as they can pay attention to a few things, that will suffice.

Thinking of this, Chen Jiajun immediately became happy.

With Chen Jiajun's current status, getting these societies to do a favor is not a problem at all, and Chen Jiajun has also prepared a sum of money and some resources.

One can imagine that in these days when the societies are weak, there will definitely be people flocking to it.

After telling Lao E his plan, Lao E went directly to find the bosses of the various societies to discuss this matter.

Upon hearing that there were such favorable terms, the major societies agreed without even thinking about it.

As for other aspects, the bosses of the various societies didn't care at all. After all, even if their subordinates did nothing, the societies still had to support them; now, it could be considered finding them a job.

……

A few days later, Lao E returned to report: "Boss, I found them!"

"Hmm?" Chen Jiajun nodded and said: "Where are they?" Lao E said somewhat speechlessly: "Mong Kok... and they even put up the sign for the Continental Hotel!"

"Huh?" Chen Jiajun immediately widened his eyes and said: "When did this happen?"

Lao E said with a speechless expression: "These guys set up a hotel in Mong Kok beforehand, then they were renovating it, and after the renovation was finished, they just hung up the sign and started business."

"Heh, playing the 'darkness under the lamp' trick on me!" Chen Jiajun gritted his teeth and said: "They really are something!"

Lao E asked directly: "Boss, what should we do now?"

The other party must have predicted Chen Jiajun's actions, so they made arrangements in advance.

It seems the Ether Society members who came to Hong Kong this time are very different; at least they have more brains than the previous ones.

In any case, they just won't have a direct confrontation with Chen Jiajun, using all sorts of methods to disgust him.

Chen Jiajun said coldly: "The High Table hasn't reacted at all? Coming to Hong Kong to open a hotel without greeting us?"

At this time, Chen Jiajun's Secretary, Ilsa, said: "Wait, Boss! Is the hotel you mentioned called the Continental Hotel? I do seem to have received an invitation before. But there are too many such things, so I just threw it away!"

After hearing this, Chen Jiajun was speechless and said to Ilsa: "Go find the invitation!"

At this moment, the phone on Chen Jiajun's desk suddenly rang. After connecting, he discovered it was actually A Jie calling.

"A Jun, do you know what kind of thing the High Table is?" A Jie asked curiously.

"Why did you suddenly think to ask about this?" Chen Jiajun said with some surprise.

A Jie said with a smile: "Today, someone claiming to be from the High Table organization came to find me, saying they wanted to cooperate with me!"

"Whoa!" Chen Jiajun was immediately shocked: "Damn it, they've already started contacting the various forces in Hong Kong?"

"What do you mean?" A Jie was stunned upon hearing Chen Jiajun's words: "Are you very familiar with this High Table?"

Chen Jiajun helplessly explained this matter to A Jie: "These guys from the High Table are a top-tier assassin organization from abroad, with influence spanning the globe, and they do big business."

"Ah?" A Jie was immediately stunned: "An assassin organization?"

Chen Jiajun nodded and said: "And the kind of very powerful assassin organization."

"Good heavens, but why is an assassin talking business with me?" A Jie was somewhat puzzled.

Chen Jiajun could only say to A Jie: "You don't need to worry about this matter; cooperate if you should, and make money if you should!"

A Jie was even more surprised upon hearing Chen Jiajun's words: "You don't plan to interfere?"

As one of Chen Jiajun's few friends, A Jie knew how short-tempered Chen Jiajun was.

With an assassin organization suddenly opening up in Hong Kong like this, Chen Jiajun would definitely not let them off.

Chen Jiajun sneered and said: "I'll take action soon, but these guys have money; you can fleece them for a sum first!"

A Jie was overjoyed after hearing this: "Alright, I was just waiting for those words from you!"

After hanging up the phone, Chen Jiajun said coldly: "Bring Ao En here!"

Lao E was stunned for a moment and then said to Chen Jiajun: "Boss, are you planning to...?"

"Opening a hotel on my turf without greeting me, this is not putting me in their eyes; this is the same in any country!" Chen Jiajun said disdainfully: "An assassin organization, acting so high-profile, I want to see how they fight me in Hong Kong!"

Just as Chen Jiajun was speaking, Ilsa pushed the door open and walked in: "Boss, someone came downstairs saying they want to see you!"

"What kind of person?" Chen Jiajun said, frowning.

Ilsa shook her head and said: "She didn't say, only that she is here representing the High Table."

Hearing this, Chen Jiajun was clearly stunned for a moment, then nodded and said: "Invite her up!"

Ilsa nodded and went downstairs to fetch the person.

Lao E did not leave, but stood in a backlit spot, and then his whole person simply vanished.

A moment later, Ilsa brought in a woman who was dressed gorgeously but was bald.

After Ilsa closed the door, she immediately left the office.

Chen Jiajun glanced at this bald woman and said: "I heard you are here representing the High Table?"

"That's right! I presume you must be Mr. Chen Jiajun?" The bald woman was also sizing up Chen Jiajun, then said with a smile: "I represent the High Table in greeting you!"

Chen Jiajun lit a Cigar and said to the bald woman: "You High Table came to Hong Kong, and instead of seeing me first, you opened the Continental Hotel directly; it seems you are a bit disrespectful to me!"

The bald woman smiled slightly and said: "Of course there is no intention of disrespecting you; didn't we send you an invitation?"

"Just because you invite me, I have to go?" Chen Jiajun said with a look of disdain: "You High Table seem to take yourselves a bit too seriously, don't you?"

The bald woman said with some surprise: "Self-righteous? We don't think so! The High Table has that kind of strength."

"Heh, confidence is a good thing!" Chen Jiajun said coldly: "But overconfidence is stupidity! Speak, what are you planning by suddenly coming to my door at this time?"

"We would like to invite you, Mr. Chen, to join the High Table." The bald woman said with an arrogant expression.

It seemed the subtext was the feeling that "The High Table looking at you is doing you a favor."

Chen Jiajun had not seen this kind of attitude from others for a long time, and very few people dared to show such an expression in front of Chen Jiajun.

Chen Jiajun said with a smile on his face: "Hasn't your High Table always maintained the status of twelve Legislators? Are you preparing to give up a seat for me?"

The bald woman immediately frowned: "You seem to have some misunderstandings. Hong Kong is just such a small place, and you are not even the boss of the Triad, so you are not qualified to join the council and obtain a seat."

"Then what is it?" Chen Jiajun sneered immediately: "Join your High Table, and then work for your High Table?"

"Being responsible for some trivial matters will be beneficial to you." The bald woman said with an arrogant look: "This will allow you to see the world at a higher level clearly."

"Hahaha!" Chen Jiajun could no longer hold back and laughed out loud: "A higher world? One thing I can be sure of is that that Legislator in New York really didn't share my intelligence with you! Otherwise, how could you say such stupid things?"

"What do you mean?" The bald woman looked at Chen Jiajun with a puzzled expression.

The smile on Chen Jiajun's face did not diminish at all, and he continued: "What do I mean? It means I blew up your Continental Hotel in New York, and that New York Legislator didn't dare to make a peep, and didn't even dare to come to me for revenge!"

"What kind of thing do you think your High Table is?"

Hearing Chen Jiajun's words, the bald woman was stunned for a moment and wanted to say something more.

But Chen Jiajun directly made a gesture to see her out and said indifferently: "No need to talk nonsense with me. If you dare to cause trouble in my Hong Kong, then you had better be able to bear the consequences."

"Last time was just a small lesson for your High Table, now I intend to get serious! You had better go back and study how to retaliate, otherwise, I'm afraid none of you will be able to leave Hong Kong."

After Chen Jiajun finished speaking, he turned around to look at the huge floor-to-ceiling window.

At this moment, Ilsa walked in and said to the bald woman: "This lady, please!"

"Wait, I haven't finished speaking yet!" The bald woman slapped Ilsa's hand away.

But the next moment, Ilsa, who was dressed in professional attire and had always been quiet, made a move.

She was an Agent of MI6 and had even been sent out on Undercover missions; ordinary people were really no match for her.

The moment the bald woman raised her hand, her wrist was pinched by Ilsa and twisted behind her back, and Ilsa continued in a gentle tone: "This lady, please do not disturb our Boss's work, this way please!"

The bald woman was controlled by Ilsa and suddenly became flustered and exasperated.

But as Ilsa increased the force, she could not help but let out a muffled groan.

She could only push Ilsa away and coldly threw a sentence at Chen Jiajun: "I hope you don't regret this!"

Then, followed by Ilsa, she left Guojun Group.

Chen Jiajun said indifferently to the place where Lao E was standing: "Lao E, let Ao En take action! Blow up the Continental Hotel for me directly! Then I need you to lead the Assassin Team under your command to purge those killers in Hong Kong!"

"Understood, Boss!" After Lao E finished speaking, he disappeared from Chen Jiajun's office. (End of this chapter)