Chapter 66: The Most Powerful Zha FIT Ren in All of Hong Kong

"Shisimei, this smaller pile is yours. You lent me 1 million, at thirty percent interest, and I've doubled it for you to a total of 2 million." Chen Jiajun did not respond to Jing Kun, instead pushing another small stack of banknotes forward.

"You damn brat! You have a chance to make money with A Kun and didn't tell me?" Shisimei said indignantly.

"There will be plenty of opportunities in the future! And this pile of money is what we earned this month on Tongcai Street and Garden Street—3 million for each person!"

Chen Jiajun took a puff of his cigar and smiled, then looked at Jing Kun and said, "A Kun, do you still want to push powder now?"

"Damn, do you have to be so exaggerated? Tongcai Street and Garden Street, we each earned 3 million?" Han Bin was stunned. Those two streets looked plain and ordinary; could they really earn that much money?

Jing Kun also wore a skeptical attitude: "Are you sure you didn't rob a bank?"

"Damn, don't talk like that." The cigar smoke swirled in his mouth as Chen Jiajun laughed and scolded.

After the skepticism came ecstasy: "Pushing powder, my ass! If running a legitimate business is this profitable, why would I still push powder!"

"Now that the reputation of those two streets has just been established, I guarantee that what we earn in the future will be even more than this!" Chen Jiajun said, raising his wine glass: "Come, let's all have a drink together."

"Cheers!"

"A Jun, you are now the most powerful Zha FIT Ren in all of Hong Kong, congratulations!"

Everyone drank in one gulp and sat down by the window of Guojun Building, looking down from a height at Tsim Sha Tsui and Victoria Harbour.

One only felt that the joy of life was nothing more than this.

A real man should be like this.

"By the way, A Kun, later on, pick a few people from your Qiankun Film and Television to transfer over to me; I want to make a movie." Chen Jiajun said to Jing Kun.

Upon hearing this, Jing Kun looked Chen Jiajun up and down and joked: "What, are you going to film a pornographic movie and star in it yourself?"

"No, it's because I need to launder a sum of money!"

Chen Jiajun had to launder the 200 million obtained from Zhongxinyi and the Chen Family. It had already gone through the casino once, and the next step was the film company route.

With a cost of 1 million, he would report an investment cost of 10 million to the public, and the remaining 9 million would enter Chen Jiajun's pocket through various channels.

Money laundering through a film company is the fastest way; besides that, there are channels like the Macau Casino.

But one cannot go to the Macau Casino often; the Macau people do not welcome people from Hung Hing.

Therefore, Chen Jiajun needed a stable money-laundering channel.

Jing Kun nodded and said: "Alright. By the way, I haven't congratulated you yet. You are the most prestigious in Hung Hing now; you have the largest territory, and even Jiang Tiansheng isn't as popular as you. I heard Jiang Tiansheng was so angry he smashed several cars."

The most valuable part of the Zhongxinyi territory is the Central Lan Kwai Fong area.

Because those who spend in Lan Kwai Fong are all foreigners, and the level of consumption is much higher than in other parts of Hong Kong Island.

Jiang Tiansheng originally wanted to let Taizi lead troops to take it, but before Taizi could arrive, Lan Kwai Fong was already full of Chen Jiajun's young demon slaves.

How could the petty-minded Jiang Tiansheng not be furious?

Regarding this, Chen Jiajun smiled and shook his head.

Shisimei asked curiously: "A Jun, there are no outsiders here, tell me the truth, did you really take out Si Shu?"

"How could that be? I don't even know what happened."

After speaking, Chen Jiajun took another small sip of whiskey, smiling pleasantly.

Hung Hing Headquarters.

The monthly Hung Hing meeting, as steady as a rock.

At the entrance, several sharp-looking underlings were smoking and chatting.

At this moment, a Mercedes-Benz SUV slowly pulled up, followed by a Mercedes-Benz sedan.

The few sharp-looking underlings immediately dropped their cigarette butts.

The muscle tank Dumu got out of the car and opened the door for Big Brother.

Chen Jiajun, along with Dumu, Lao E, and Ya Qi, entered the Hung Hing Headquarters together.

"Brother Jun!"

"You've arrived?"

Dizhenzai, who was responsible for collecting tribute fees on the first floor, was wearing a suit and greeted Chen Jiajun and the others with a smile.

The accounting for Hung Hing was actually handled by Chen Yao, but Chen Yao was usually too busy, following Jiang Tiansheng every step of the way.

Therefore, Jiang Tiansheng sent his capable assistant, Dizhenzai, to collect the tribute fees.

Chen Jiajun had just risen to power last month, so naturally, he didn't need to pay tribute fees, but once the businesses were operating, the Zha FIT Ren would have to pay their share.

Chen Jiajun paused his steps, putting on a grand posture, took out 10,000 dollars and the ledger, and said very directly: "We had a showdown and a fight with Zhongxinyi, many brothers were killed or injured, a lot of funeral expenses were spent, and the brothers don't know how to do business, so we can only pay 10,000 dollars this month."

"What?"

Dizhen choked, took the ledger, and checked it over; every detail was indeed very clear.

But how could it only be 10,000 dollars?

Damn it!

It must be dirty money!

Dizhen had seen many bosses who laundered money, but he had never seen one this blatant.

10,000 dollars in tribute fees!

It was simply a disgrace to Hung Hing!

Forcibly suppressing his anger, Dizhenzai said: "Fine, Brother Jun, I understand. You go in first."

"Alright!"

When entering Zhongyi Hall, the Zha FIT Ren were chatting at a table in the center.

Ji Ge was beaming; he wasn't talking about his romantic affairs this time, but recounting the day he was invited to be a peacemaker:

"A Jun didn't give Lian Haolong any face at all, and even said, 'I, Chen Jiajun, have decided to eat you, Lian Haolong; even Jesus can't keep you!'"

"Damn his mother!"

"I, A Ji, have been in the underworld for twenty or thirty years; what kind of people haven't I seen! But I've never seen anyone so arrogant, so powerful! Let me tell you all..."

Chen Jiajun couldn't help but shake his head as he listened; Ji Ge was adding fuel to the fire and throwing in quite a few extra details of his own...

"A Jun!"

"A Jun, come, sit, sit, sit!"

"Brother Jun!"

Inside Zhongyi Hall, those Zha FIT Ren and Red Poles saw the man of the hour and greeted him one after another.

Chen Jiajun pulled out a pack of cigarettes, passed them around, lit one for himself, and said with a smile, "Ji Ge, there's no need to gild the lily for me."

"Right now, you're the most impressive and the most popular in all of Hung Hing, so of course I have to sing your praises. Hahaha."

As a fence-sitter, Ji Ge only admired those who carved out a reputation through genuine ability.

In the corner, Chen Haonan, Shanjie, Datian Er, and Baopi remained silent; ever since their mentor Dalao B was executed, they had been like people who had lost their souls.

At this moment, Jiang Tiansheng held the accounts, his hands trembling and his mouth twitching; he was practically spitting fire inside.

Since he, Jiang Tiansheng, took over Hung Hing, there had never been a Zha FIT Ren who only paid ten thousand dollars in tribute in a single month!

It was too unscrupulous!

They simply didn't take the name of Hung Hing seriously at all!

At this moment, he was like a volcano ready to erupt at any time; he suppressed his anger and walked toward Zhongyi Hall without saying a word.

"Mr. Jiang!"

"Mr. Jiang!"

The Hung Hing boys greeted him one after another, the Zha FIT Ren quickly took their seats, and Chen Jiajun also sat in a secluded corner to the side.

Those who were not among the twelve Zha FIT Ren of Hung Hing had no qualifications to sit at the main table.

However, his sitting in the corner was even more of a mockery to Jiang Tiansheng!

Because who didn't know that the most lucrative territory Hung Hing currently held was all under Chen Jiajun's control.

Jiang Tiansheng sat down with a dark face and without a word; after adjusting his emotions in time, he looked at Chen Jiajun with a smile and said, "Everyone knows about what happened last month; Liangzai Jun, you did very well!"

"You have made Hung Hing's name ring out!"

"Now you are the Zha FIT Ren of Wanchai for Hung Hing, take your seat!"

Jiang Tiansheng took the lead in standing up to applaud, and the massive crowd in Zhongyi Hall all stood up, everyone applauding enthusiastically.

Although Hung Hing was one of the five major societies, they had never before planted their flag in Wanchai or Central!

This honor could be called the greatest milestone in Hung Hing's history since its founding.

Chen Haonan, Shanjie, and the others applauded insincerely, looking dejected and listless.

By now, they no longer envied Chen Jiajun, because the gap was too wide; they could only look up to him.

Instead, they looked at Dumu, Lao E, and the others.

When you're out on the streets, it depends on who your Big Brother is; if you follow the right Big Brother, you can rise to the top very quickly.

Dumu, Lao E, and these men were dressed in crisp designer suits, the gold watches on their wrists gleaming...

They had joined Hung Hing for less than three months, yet the reputation they had already carved out was something they admired.

(End of this chapter)