Chapter 72: Welcome to Macau
Chen Jiajun pondered for a moment: "Mr. Zhan, I am willing to make a friend of you. I will continue to purchase other stocks in the future, and I hope for your kind assistance."
"Haha, Mr. Chen is too polite. This is my business card; if you want to buy stocks, coming to me is the right choice."
Zhan Peizhong took out his business card, presented it respectfully, and then raised his wine glass.
Chen Jiajun clinked glasses with Zhan Peizhong, took a puff of his cigar, and said: "However... I think this transaction still requires Chen Songqing to come and see me in person."
"Are you dissatisfied with the price?" Zhan Peizhong asked. "Mr. Chen, you might as well speak plainly; I am merely a messenger."
Chen Jiajun nodded: "That's right. I do indeed have the intention to sell the stocks. You should have Chen Songqing come and talk to me face-to-face."
If it were an ordinary real estate developer or a great tycoon, Chen Jiajun would naturally withdraw once he had secured sufficient profit.
But Chen Songqing was precisely not that.
Many people might find it strange why Chen Songqing, at that time, was not among the top ten richest people in Hong Kong in the future.
The reason is simple: Chen Songqing's myth only lasted for three years.
The 1982 Sino-British negotiations made investors, who were feverish and frantic in the property and stock markets, shudder. The stock and property prices, which had soared to the clouds, could not withstand the cold at such heights and collapsed rapidly.
And Chen Songqing's castle in the air collapsed with a crash; for this, he did not hesitate to go on a killing spree, secretly sending hitmen to kill several people in succession!
Following the exposure of several sensational murder cases across Hong Kong, along with a murder case involving HSBC, the citizens of Hong Kong finally realized that Chen Songqing's myth was built on the foundation of his astronomical debts.
The collapse of stock and property prices led to Chen Songqing being unable to repay his debts, and he was thrown into prison.
But Zhan Peizhong's myth, after a brief stagnation, did not cease.
Even though Chen Songqing owed Zhan Peizhong tens of millions, Zhan Peizhong still did not turn against him or kick him while he was down; he even spoke well of Chen Songqing in front of the media from time to time.
In 1985, after resting for two years, Zhan Peizhong made a comeback, rose to fame once again, and made a fortune. In his later years, he even chose to enter politics and became a Legislator.
As for Chen Songqing, Chen Jiajun could afford to ignore him. Since Chen Songqing wanted to acquire the stocks in his hands, he would take a fierce bite out of him.
For Chen Jiajun, the greatest gain today was getting to know Zhan Peizhong.
Chen Jiajun had great ambition!
Hongxing could not contain him!
Hong Kong could not contain him either!
After finishing his talk with Chen Jiajun, Zhan Peizhong immediately called Chen Songqing.
Chen Songqing was so furious that he called Jiang Tiansheng directly. After the call connected, Chen Songqing announced himself: "I am Chen Songqing."
"Ah? Mr. Chen, hello, hello!" After a moment of stunned silence, Jiang Tiansheng immediately said: "Mr. Chen, I wonder how the talks between our Hongxing's Jing Jun and you went?"
"Screw your mother, that Jing Jun of yours is truly ungrateful! What is he doing? Is he trying to bite a piece of meat off the Jianing Group!" Chen Songqing cursed, like an angry lion.
"No, Mr. Chen, is there some misunderstanding here!"
Jiang Tiansheng was dumbfounded; what on earth was Chen Jiajun doing!
Chen Songqing sneered and said: "Misunderstanding your old mother! Jing Jun holds 15 million shares of Hanmei stock. I am buying Hanmei at a 20% premium, and he is ungrateful and wants to raise the price!"
"Mr. Chen, don't worry. I will find Jing Jun and talk to him."
"Mr. Jiang, there is no need to talk. I will handle it in my own way. I have remembered your Hongxing!"
"Bang!"
After the phone call with Chen Songqing, Jiang Tiansheng was furious and threw his mobile phone directly, smashing it to pieces.
"Mr. Jiang, what happened?"
This terrified Chen Yao. Jiang Tiansheng had cultivated great composure over the years, remaining calm even if Mount Tai collapsed before him; it had been many years since he had seen Jiang Tiansheng this angry.
"Damn it! Lanzai Jun took the branch's money to speculate on stocks," Jiang Tiansheng said, enunciating every word.
"What!" Chen Yao asked.
"The stock he bought is Hanmei, and he hit the jackpot. The Jianing Group is acquiring it at a 20% premium, and Lanzai Jun is dissatisfied, insisting on having Chen Songqing go over to talk to him in person! Now it's a mess, and he has angered Chen Songqing!"
"For such a blatant act, I must enforce Family Law!"
Jiang Tiansheng said in a deep voice.
Previously at the Hongxing meeting, the reason Jiang Tiansheng did not erupt was, firstly, because Chen Jiajun had handled Zhongxinyi and taken such a large territory in Wanchai, and secondly, Jiang Tiansheng had no evidence!
Now that he had evidence, Jiang Tiansheng, as the head of Hongxing, had to establish his authority!
"Two days from now, I will convene an emergency meeting in the name of the Hongxing Dragon Head. In these two days, you call Taizi, Feilao Li, and the others to the villa; I want to see them one by one."
Before holding the emergency meeting, Jiang Tiansheng seeing these Zha FIT Ren was, first, to distribute dividends, and second, to unify their thinking.
He listed a string of names, but left out Shisimei, Han Bin, Jing Kun, and Konglong, for fear that these people would tip others off.
"Also, in these two days, you arrange for me to meet the Anti-Triad Unit of the Wanchai Police Station and the Director of Operations of the Royal Hong Kong Police. Tell them that Hongxing is going to deal with a traitor, so they don't need to worry! When the time comes, I want to take Wanchai directly!"
No one could stop Jiang Tiansheng's murderous intent.
"Yes!" Chen Yao replied in a deep voice.
The first person Jiang Tiansheng saw was the Kowloon Zha FIT Ren, Xing Shu, a Two-Dynasty Veteran of the society.
Jiang Tiansheng said with a smile: "Xing Shu, over these years, Hongxing's business has gotten on the right track. Now that we are strong, everyone can rest on their laurels for a while."
"These years, it's all thanks to you steering the ship, Mr. Jiang." Xing Shu picked up the teapot and took a small sip.
Jiang Tiansheng shook his head, leaned forward, and held Xing Shu's hand: "Without an old senior like you, I wouldn't have reached this point today. By the way, this ten million is a reward from the company to the Kowloon branch; Hongxing's harvest this year is good."
As he spoke, Jiang Tiansheng clapped his hands, and a bodyguard brought up a money box.
"What? This year's dividends are early, and there's so much?" Xing Shu was greatly surprised.
Jiang Tiansheng said with a smile: "Everyone has worked hard for so long; Hongxing will not forget everyone."
"Thank you, Mr. Jiang." Xing Shu was overjoyed.
His smile fading, Jiang Tiansheng sighed and said: "Xing Shu, I called you here today because there is one thing I need to discuss with you."
"Mr. Jiang, go ahead, your business is my business!" Xing Shu patted his chest loudly.
Jiang Tiansheng said in a deep voice: "Chen Jiajun has embezzled the branch funds, at least fifty million, and I now hold the evidence in my hands."
"What!"
Due to the shock, Xing Shu stood up directly; he was a Hung Hing Zha FIT Ren who was about to retire.
Before retiring, he naturally hoped that Hung Hing would become stronger and stronger, and Chen Jiajun was the Zha FIT Ren he thought most highly of.
"Mr. Jiang, is there perhaps some misunderstanding?" Xing Shu asked.
Jiang Tiansheng shook his head, took a sip of coffee, and said: "It is not a misunderstanding; I have been investigating for several days, and the evidence is conclusive. Hung Hing cannot allow these parasites to ruin the atmosphere. I think I must enforce the Family Law, and I hope, Xing Shu, that you can support me."
"Since that is the case, then I have nothing more to say, sigh!" Xing Shu sighed heavily.
While Jiang Tiansheng was meeting with the various Hung Hing Zha FIT Ren, Chen Jiajun was heading to Macau with Lao E and twenty Hell Knights.
Upon arriving at Haojiang Pier, the Dajiajie of the 14K, as the owner of the Gambling Hall, had long been waiting at the Pier.
"Jing Jun, welcome to Macau."
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