Chapter 84: Making a Huge Profit of Four Hundred Million

In July 1984, after being arrested, Chen Songqing once said this to a judge investigating a murder case involving the Jianing Group: "If there is anyone in this world I want to finish off, it is Zhong Zhengwen first."

At this time, the relationship between the two was quite intimate.

Zhong Zhengwen smiled bitterly and said: "Far from having no gains, that Jing Jun is very clean. An acquaintance at the Police Station even told me that if there is no deep-seated blood feud, they hope both sides can sit down and have a chat."

"Sigh, let me consider it again."

At this moment, Chen Songqing was at a critical juncture in his career; naturally, he could not take extreme actions to retaliate against Chen Jiajun.

If he were to be caught with any leverage, he would have to spend a great deal of effort to smooth things over.

Chen Songqing had originally thought that by finding a few Police officers to cut off Chen Jiajun's supplies, he would force Chen Jiajun to bow his head, but he never expected that because the place was too clean, the Police Station had no major gains.

Taking out his phone book, although Chen Songqing did not want to dial this number, he dialed it out of necessity: "Hello, I am Chen Songqing."

At Guojun Building, hearing Chen Songqing's voice, Chen Jiajun smoked a Cigar, leaned back stylishly in his Boss chair, crossed his legs, and said: "Mr. Chen, after failing to pressure Jiang Tiansheng and using the Police Station's tactics, you only decided to find me after realizing they were useless?"

Chen Songqing immediately denied it: "What are you talking about? I don't understand."

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand. I have already found a Lawyer and am preparing to file a complaint with the Public Relations Branch of the Royal Hong Kong Police. Also, Mr. Chen, I heard you are quite familiar with a finance company in Malaysia called Yumin?" Chen Jiajun said with a smile.

"What do you mean?" Hearing the words "Yumin" from Chen Jiajun's mouth, Chen Songqing immediately bristled.

The reason was simple: Chen Songqing's funding channel was the Yumin finance company.

"It doesn't mean anything. I heard that people in the Malaysian government are quite greedy. How about I let the Oriental Daily News publish an article? I've already thought of the title: 'The Untold Stories of Yumin Finance and the Jianing Group'."

"What do you think? The citizens of Hong Kong will definitely be interested in this gossip. That way, all of Hong Kong will know that your Jianing Group's funding is from Malaysia."

Chen Jiajun said meaningfully.

Just as Chen Jiajun said, the people in Malaysia were very greedy, and every time Chen Songqing took out a Loan from the Yumin finance company, he had to grease palms from top to bottom.

Once these words were spoken, Chen Songqing seemed to collapse; he could not figure out how Chen Jiajun knew about this matter!

"F*** your mother, are you digging into my background?" Chen Songqing cursed loudly.

"F*** your mother, you used the Police to mess with me! We're even!" Chen Jiajun cursed back.

Chen Songqing clenched his fists, veins popping out: "How much money do you want!"

Chen Jiajun opened his mouth like a lion: "Mr. Chen, wouldn't it have been over if you'd said that earlier? The current stock price is 15 dollars. How about this: I'll sell you my 15 million shares for 400 million, paid in full at once."

"The choice is in your hands, but you only have one afternoon. If you don't agree, we'll go our separate ways; it makes no difference to me."

These words were filled with a heavy scent of blood. This wasn't just opening his mouth like a lion; this was practically clinging to Chen Songqing and the Jianing Group to suck their blood dry!

"Why don't you just go rob someone! Aren't you afraid I'll find a group of gunmen to take you out?" Chen Songqing threatened in a fit of shame and anger.

Hearing this, Chen Jiajun laughed loudly: "Mr. Chen, you wouldn't happen to not know what I do, would you? The big drug lord Heishui Qiang, Dapu Hei of the Wo Shing Wo, the Dragon Head of Chung Shun Yee, Lian Haolong, and Wang Bao of Wanchai—take a guess at how they died?"

"F*** your mother! Since you mentioned gunmen, then let's go our separate ways! I have a hundred gunmen under me right now, and dozens of pineapples! I'll send people to wipe out your whole family immediately! By the way, I also heard you have a business partner named Zhong Zhengwen, right? Let them all be wiped out together!"

"F*** your mother, you don't know what's good for you!"

Having said that, Chen Jiajun hung up the phone first.

Chen Songqing was covered in sweat, eyes closed in contemplation, feeling the danger. The situation had been pushed to this point entirely by his own doing.

If he continued to resist stubbornly, who knows what that Jing Jun might do.

Honest people fear the gangsters, gangsters fear the ruthless, and the ruthless fear those who don't value their lives.

He was a legitimate businessman; there was absolutely no need to bicker with this Jing Jun.

Forget it, just consider it a lesson learned.

In the end, Chen Songqing called Chen Jiajun feebly: "Come to the company once. Four hundred million, I accept."

Wardley Company.

In the conference room sat five parties: Chen Jiajun, Chen Songqing, lawyers for both sides, and Zhan Peizhong acting as the trader.

Chen Songqing sighed, head hanging low: "I've finally seen your methods."

"Likewise, Mr. Chen, your methods also left me in awe." Having gained the advantage, Chen Jiajun did not forget to flatter Chen Songqing a little.

At this time, the lawyers for both sides had already checked the share transfer agreement.

Huang Dawen couldn't quite see through Chen Jiajun. The reason was simple: the price publicly announced on this share transfer agreement was 15 dollars, but in reality, it was 26.6 dollars. In other words, the extra ten dollars was Chen Songqing's compromise.

What kind of magic did Chen Jiajun have to make the famous Chen Songqing compromise?

Could it just be because he was handsome?

After checking that there were no errors, the two took out their pens and signed their names. Chen Jiajun handed the share transfer agreement to Chen Songqing and simultaneously received another copy of the share transfer agreement from Chen Songqing, in quadruplicate.

After completing the transaction, Chen Songqing didn't even say a word and left the company directly with his lawyer; he didn't want to stay here for even a second.

Chen Jiajun looked at Zhan Peizhong and said: "Mr. Zhan, could I trouble you to do something for me?"

"Mr. Chen, please speak."

Zhan Peizhong was also a bit confused as he looked at Chen Jiajun. After all, everything today had exceeded the operations of a conventional stock market. What exactly happened during the hour Chen Jiajun was in the office?

How could he know that the extra portion of money was Chen Jiajun extorting Chen Songqing?

"I would like to ask Mr. Zhan to help me acquire shares of Kowloon Wharf, the more the better," Chen Jiajun said.

Kowloon Wharf?

Hearing Chen Jiajun's words, Zhan Peizhong was somewhat surprised; he hadn't expected Chen Jiajun to have his eyes on Kowloon Wharf.

This stock was also one he favored.

It was just that there were two giants secretly competing for Kowloon Wharf shares: one was the Hong Kong giant Jardine! The other was Bao Jueshi!

Being close to the water, one gets the moon first; Wardley Company was a subsidiary of HSBC, and Bao Jueshi was an independent director of HSBC. Zhan Peizhong had heard quite a bit of inside information.

Although both sides had temporarily ceased hostilities, everyone knew that the richest Chinese man in Hong Kong, Bao Jueshi, would definitely make a comeback!

For a moment, Zhan Peizhong became even more curious about Chen Jiajun. He took a deep breath and said: "Understood! I'll take you to open a stock account at Wardley in a moment."

In his past life, Chen Jiajun had read the details of the Chen Songqing case and knew the ins and outs of the Jianing Group murder case that would later shock the country and the world.

(End of chapter)