Chapter 78: Turning the Tables

Dozens of burly men blocked the entrance, cursing in unison; the momentum was truly spectacular.

Xie Zhichao felt as if he had been cursed for eight lifetimes; he had been caught red-handed doing something bad before the money he'd obtained was even warm.

The female clerks at the gold shop, facing this group of fierce and menacing brothers, all trembled with fear.

The store manager was already scared witless; he didn't know if the Boss would be in trouble once today's events were exposed, but he was definitely going to be in trouble!

He opened the back door, intending to slip away, but as soon as he opened it, he saw quite a few Demon Slave youths, arms crossed, looking at him with ill intent.

Immediately following, countless Mercedes-Benz, BMWs, construction loaders, and excavators came rolling over in a grand procession, blocking the entire road until not even a drop of water could pass through.

Upon getting out of the vehicles, the Demon Slave youths, still wearing construction safety gear, surrounded the Xieliyuan Gold Shop tightly from front to back.

Seeing that a major incident was about to occur, Xie Zhichao hurriedly instructed the male employees in the shop:

"Pour tea for Mr. Chen immediately. I will go investigate this matter at once and will certainly give you an explanation."

Several loyal employees gathered their courage and came over to host Chen Jiajun and the others.

Meanwhile, Xie Zhichao seized the chance to slip away and went to the office on the second floor, as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.

"Director Xie, I did exactly as you ordered; you can't let me take the fall for this!"

"Director Xie, there are more and more people outside!"

"Hurry and think of a way!"

The trickery at Xieliyuan Gold Shop was more serious than imagined, and the most serious problem was the gold vouchers.

In any case, after customers bought gold vouchers here, the gold remained deposited at Xielipu.

Even if they didn't want to invest in gold anymore, Xielipu Jinhang would buy back the gold vouchers according to the gold price of that day.

In other words, the customers would never see the physical gold.

This gave Xie Zhichao a crooked idea: if today's matter were to blow up and all the people of Hong Kong knew that Xieliyuan Gold Shop sold fake gold,

perhaps those customers who had bought gold vouchers would all come over to redeem them.

At the thought of that scene, sweat constantly broke out on Xie Zhichao's forehead: "Call the Police immediately. Say that some gangsters have come to cause trouble, disperse them first, and the rest will be easy to handle."

The manager hurriedly called the Wanchai Police Station to report the incident:

"Hello, is this the Wanchai Police Station..."

The entire road was blocked so tightly that not even a drop of water could pass through; passersby had already reported it to the Police long ago.

After hanging up the phone, the manager breathed a sigh of relief; once the cops arrived, the problem wouldn't be big.

However, he was still a bit uneasy: "Director Xie, can the cops really handle this when they get here?"

Regarding this, Xie Zhichao was full of confidence:

"Rest assured, as long as the cops come and disperse them,"

"we can still turn the tables and frame them!"

"That Chen Jiajun is someone who works in the shadows, while we are a legitimate business. Righteousness will always prevail over evil!"

Hearing this, the manager felt very panicked: "But, it is a fact that we sell fake gold!"

Xie Zhichao sneered: "He is just someone working in the shadows, where would he get so much money to buy so much gold? We will strike first and accuse him, saying his money came from illicit sources. Then you can see what kind of reaction he has!"

"Brilliant! As expected of Director Xie, truly brilliant!"

Upon hearing this, the manager gave Xie Zhichao a thumbs up.

The people from the Wanchai Police Station arrived very quickly.

As soon as they got out of the car, Niu Xiong and Chen Guozhong, inspectors from the Anti-Triad Unit, were furious.

Just such a group of burly, ugly-faced Demon Slave youths, with an average height of one meter eighty-five—they couldn't find a second group like this in all of Hong Kong.

Needless to say, it must be Jing Jun!

Leading dozens of Uniformed Police holding shields, Chen Guozhong held up his badge and shouted loudly:

"What are you doing!"

"Are you not watching the scene!"

"Coming here to disturb someone else's business?"

It was clearly Xieliyuan Gold Shop that sold fake gold first; the Demon Slave youths suppressed their anger, their faces turning beet red.

As Chen Nanlu of the Heng Lung Group, he puffed out his chest and took out a business card, "I am the Engineering Director of the Heng Lung Group, Chen Nanlu! They are all my employees. Who are you, and by what right do you call my brothers gangsters?"

The identity of the Heng Lung Group was revealed.

Several Police officers were instantly stunned; the Heng Lung Group was one of the top five real estate companies in all of Hong Kong.

On Hong Kong Island, who didn't know them, who wasn't aware of them?

"Apologize! Otherwise, I will call my Lawyer over immediately!" Chen Nanlu pointed at Niu Xiong, who had just spoken, and said sternly.

???

What the hell, when did I say they were gangsters?

Niu Xiong hurriedly walked up to Chen Nanlu, changed his expression, and said politely: "Director Chen, citizens reported a traffic disturbance, and the manager of Xieliyuan Gold Shop also called the Police. You see, there are so many people here, it's very difficult for us to do our jobs."

"That's none of my concern. Anyway, you've come just in time; solve their problem first. I still want them to hurry back to work." Chen Nanlu crossed his arms.

Just then, Chen Jiajun heard the commotion outside and walked out, "Inspector Chen, Inspector Niu..."

Before he could finish speaking, Xie Zhichao strode over and reprimanded him righteously: "You Police have come just in time. Why don't you hurry up and disperse them? Otherwise, I will go to the Public Relations Branch to file a complaint against you tomorrow!"

This made Chen Jiajun laugh.

Didn't expect this bastard to actually want to turn the tables and frame him?

"I am Chen Guozhong, Senior Inspector of the Wanchai Anti-Triad Unit. What exactly is going on?"

Chen Guozhong took out his badge and pinned it to his suit.

Xie Zhichao leaned in toward Chen Jiajun, sneering with the look of a petty man who had gotten his way: "Jing Jun, quit while you're ahead. Our Xie family is not to be trifled with. How much money can you people who work in the shadows possibly have that is clean?"

He said to Chen Guozhong: "Officer Chen, could we step aside to talk? I am the Boss of Xielipu Jinhang, Xie Zhichao, a member of the Macau Xie family."

"Chairman Xie, go ahead," Chen Guozhong nodded.

The two walked to the side, gesturing and talking over one another.

Chen Guozhong frowned, took out a pair of silver handcuffs, walked over to Chen Jiajun, and said with a serious expression: "A Jun, someone has reported you for money laundering, having funds of unknown origin, and the crime of organizing a Triad. You are coming with me to the Anti-Triad Unit."

Chen Jiajun sneered: "Officer Chen, is this your first time working on a case? If he says it is so, then what are we?"

"Hmph!"

"Young man, let me tell you one thing: evil shall never prevail over righteousness!"

Xie Zhichao became instantly arrogant at this moment; he crossed his arms and shouted loudly to the onlookers:

"Everyone, come and take a look! This person is the famous Underground Emperor of Wanchai—Hung Hing's Jing Jun!"

"I am just a man who runs a gold shop; today, this group of people came to our shop and started causing trouble!"

"Don't believe a word they say!"

In an instant, all the onlookers looked at Chen Jiajun with expressions of disgust.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Jiajun and the young demon slaves became the targets of everyone's pointing fingers and cursing.

Just at this moment.

Lawyer Huang Dawen brought a team of imposing lawyers, pushed through the crowd, took out his lawyer's license, and said: "Who is in charge? Who is leading the team today? I am Lawyer Huang Dawen, entrusted by Mr. Chen to come and handle..."

"You few, stop talking nonsense, or else I have the right to sue you for defamation on behalf of my client!"

Holding his lawyer's license and looking around, Huang Dawen pointed at the few people who had been cursing the loudest just now.

That appearance looked exactly like a lackey by the Boss's side.

(End of chapter)