Chapter 85: Is This Considered a Big Scene?

After seeing off Chen Jiajun and his party, Zhan Peizhong immediately organized the materials regarding the Jianing Group's acquisition of Hanmei and submitted them to the Wardley Company executive, John Wambas.

John Wambas was an Englishman; he took two puffs from his pipe, looked up at Zhan Peizhong from time to time, and finally closed the file: "Peizhong, you did a good job on this CASE."

"Thank you for the praise, sir. It is all thanks to the grand stage provided by the Wardley Company," Zhan Peizhong said modestly.

John Wambas took two puffs from his briar pipe and asked: "However, the Jianing Group acquired only 15 million shares from a guy named Chen Jiajun, so why did it cost 400 million?"

"It is possible that both the Baoguang Group and the Jianing Group were competing for these shares, so the price exceeded the norm," Zhan Peizhong replied after a moment of thought: "Also, this Mr. Chen Jiajun entrusted us to purchase Kowloon Wharf?"

"Kowloon Wharf?"

John Wambas was stunned for a moment, and he immediately said: "Put this matter on hold; I must report it to the Chairman."

"Yes!"

Zhan Peizhong knew that the Chairman John Wambas spoke of was the head of the entire HSBC system—Shen Bi!

John Wambas added: "In addition, gather some information on Chen Jiajun."

"Yes!" Zhan Peizhong stood up and said.

That evening.

John Wambas arrived at Big Wave Bay with a series of documents.

There are 23 independent villas here on Shek O Road in Big Wave Bay.

These villas are all held by large British enterprises, and the heads of Jardine Matheson, HSBC, Swire, and others live here, hence they are known as "Taipan Houses."

The Butler made a gesture of invitation and led John Wambas to the study.

Just after sitting down, Shen Bi, one of the ten most powerful people in all of Hong Kong, walked into the study and tossed a Cigar to Wambas: "Wambas, you did well on the Jianing Group's acquisition of Hanmei case."

"Chairman, it was just a matter of being in the right place at the right time." Wambas took the Cigar, looking relaxed.

Pouring two glasses of whiskey, Shen Bi sat in front of Wambas and said: "By the way, you told me there is a client who wants to spend 400 million to buy Kowloon Wharf stock?"

"That's right, this is his information; he is from Hung Hing." Wambas smoked his Cigar and spread out the documents.

"Hung Hing?"

Shen Bi looked up in confusion; he had never heard of this company.

Don't think that Hung Hing looks impressive; if people like Shen Bi gave the order, Jiang Tiansheng would be dragged off to Stanley Prison immediately.

"A Triad organization," Wambas explained, then pointed out some key points: "In this case of Jianing acquiring Hanmei, Mr. Chen entered the market with 45 million in capital and walked away with 400 million when he left. Now he wants to acquire some Kowloon Wharf stock."

"Interesting, a lucky man blessed by heaven!"

Shen Bi took two puffs of his Cigar and gave his assessment: "Since he is a client of the company, then do it. Satisfying the client's requirements is our tenet. Leave this material with me for now."

……

The next day.

The news spread like wildfire that the Jianing Group had acquired Hanmei stock from a businessman surnamed Chen at a price exceeding the market value, leaping to become Hanmei's largest shareholder.

Chen Songqing, who had been flatly denying the acquisition of Hanmei stock just yesterday, immediately held a media Reporter conference to announce that he was joining the Hanmei board of directors as its largest shareholder, while also initiating an agenda to re-elect the chairman of the board, as well as the Jianing Group's plan for a backdoor listing.

When Jiang Tiansheng heard this news, his mouth wouldn't close.

He immediately checked Hanmei's stock price; yesterday's closing price was 16 dollars.

In other words, Chen Jiajun had made at least 200 million on this transaction!

Damn it!

A hoodlum he once looked down upon had transformed into a multi-millionaire!

This was just more dog-shit luck!

Jiang Tiansheng made a hypocritical phone call to Chen Jiajun: "A Jun, congratulations!"

"Mr. Jiang, I'm just playing around with small change," Chen Jiajun replied with equal insincerity.

"No matter how popular I am, how could I be more popular than you, Mr. Jiang?"

……

After the two engaged in a bit of extreme verbal sparring, Jiang Tiansheng reminded him: "By the way, don't forget about the Macau business."

"Don't worry."

Hanging up the phone and putting away his mobile phone, Jing Kun, who was sitting opposite him, cursed loudly: "Damn it, if I had known it was that profitable, you shouldn't have sold my shares so early."

"A Kun, I was afraid the risk was too high. That Chen Songqing had already made a move to drag me down with him; he's been finding Police to cause me trouble every day lately, making it so I can't even do business. Next time there's a money-making opportunity, I'll definitely bring you along. Cheers!"

Chen Jiajun said with a smile. The feeling of doing big things with A Kun's money was great, and he raised his glass.

After finishing the wine in his glass, Jing Kun asked: "Did Jiang Tiansheng really hand the Macau matter over to you?"

"Yes."

Flicking the ash from his cigarette, Jing Kun frowned and recounted the situation in Macau: "This territory of Macau is mainly held by four major forces. The Wo Shing Wo's Shuifang Lai and the 14K's Bengyaju are sworn brothers."

"The 14K's Mo Dingping, Bengyaju, Jieshi Wei, and Dajiajie—these four people basically control the Gambling Hall of the Lisboa Casino. Fei Gou is a Red Pole of the 14K. The 14K factions act independently, but they are still very united when facing external enemies."

"There is also the Sheng Yi Hall, a small gang. Don't look down on them just because they are a small gang; our Hung Hing's influence in Macau is not even as good as the Sheng Yi Hall's."

"And there are the Big Circle Boys."

"Trying to get the Gambling Hall business back is as difficult as ascending to heaven."

"Jiang Tiansheng's old man, Jiang Zhen, had some friendship with the Gambling King He Xin, so He Xin gave Hung Hing a Gambling Hall. That's why the 14K gives Jiang Tiansheng face and won't make a move against him. But if you go over, that's not necessarily the case. He is just sending you to your death!"

"It seems this is indeed a difficult problem."

After listening to Jing Kun's account, Chen Jiajun nodded: "I'll think about it."

Chen Jiajun nodded.

After Jing Kun left.

Chen Jiajun immediately called back Lao E, whom he had arranged to be by Jiang Tiansheng's side: "Lao E, have you heard any wind from Jiang Tiansheng's side during this time?"

"Big Brother, everything is normal. The news that he sent you to Macau to do business has just spread."

The loyal Lao E reported.

After listening, Chen Jiajun had already roughly guessed Jiang Tiansheng's scheme; Jiang Tiansheng did not believe he could handle the affairs of the Macau Casino, and if he forced it, he might lose his life and livelihood.

This was a hidden scheme, and also an open one!

But Jiang Tiansheng was truly too naive; this time, he was not only going to Macau to finish off Fei Gou, but also to plant his flag in Macau and open another branch!

"You don't need to monitor Jiang Tiansheng's side anymore; follow me for this period of time."

Since that was the case, there was no need to arrange for Lao E to monitor him anymore.

Having made up his mind, Chen Jiajun made a phone call to Chen Nanlu and said: "Manager Chen, this is A Jun."

"A Jun, how many brothers are coming to work on my side this time?" A happy smile bloomed on Chen Nanlu's face.

Chen Jiajun shook his head and said: "Manager Chen, I am calling to notify you that I am preparing to take five hundred people away."

"What! That won't do!" Chen Nanlu was dumbfounded the moment he heard this.

Chen Jiajun consoled him: "I have no other choice, Manager Chen; don't worry, I will send them back to you once I'm done."

"Fine... fine, then make sure to send me more people later; I have other places that need workers."

Chen Nanlu had no choice but to nod and agree; he couldn't refuse anyway, and at least Chen Jiajun had given him face by calling to notify him.

……

Two days later.

Gang'ao Keyun Matou.

After making all preparations, Chen Jiajun immediately set off for the Gang'ao Keyun Matou.

"Ao En, Ya Qi, while I am not in Hong Kong, be careful in everything you do; also, keep an eye on the progress of the research institute project."

Chen Jiajun instructed in a serious tone.

Actually, there was no need to worry too much; let alone these two, even if only a few Hell Knights were left behind, no one would be able to cause trouble.

After everyone was fully equipped and ready, they boarded a rented yacht and then set off.

At the same time, a staff member at the Pier immediately reported the situation to the Number Gang.

The Hong Kong-Macau route was one of the industries of the Macau Gambling King He Xin, and the Number Gang, being close to the water, had also arranged many employees on the Hong Kong-Macau route, so they could know of any movement at the first opportunity.

After arriving in Macau, Lao E said coldly: "Grab your gear!"

The twenty Hell Knights immediately pulled out the gear in their hands.

The next moment, several large trucks suddenly rushed out from the intersection of the Pier.

"Screech!"

The large trucks braked hard.

Groups of Macau gangsters, holding knives, guns, and clubs, surged down crazily like a beehive and a tidal wave.

"Tat-tat-tat!" Someone fired shots into the sky.

"I want to see Jing Jun!" Fei Gou roared; he walked slowly out from the crowd with dozens of gunmen.

Before even reaching Macau, Fei Gou had already sent Chen Jiajun a welcoming gift.

In broad daylight, how arrogant!

After the yacht docked, facing dozens of gunmen, Chen Jiajun took the lead and got off the boat, with Dumu and Lao E immediately following closely behind.

Facing the Macau gangsters who were several times their number, none of the young demon slaves felt any fear; each of them had bloodthirsty eyes and radiated killing intent from their entire bodies.

Looking at Chen Jiajun, who was a step away from him, Fei Gou said with calm eyes: "You are Jing Jun?"

Looking around, Chen Jiajun scanned these dozens of gunmen and finally landed his gaze on Fei Gou: "You are Fei Gou?"

"You are really arrogant, daring to come to Macau with just this many people?! Do you think you can handle me, Fei Gou, with just this group of people? Take your men and get out! I am giving Jing Kun face by letting you go this once!"

Fei Gou pointed at the yacht and shouted sternly.

Chen Jiajun's smile was very bright: "Fei Gou, in broad daylight, do you dare to make a move here?"

"If you make a move, I don't know if I will die, but you will definitely be dead."

Fei Gou narrowed his eyes, looking at the twenty gunmen behind Chen Jiajun; at such a close distance, it was indeed hard to say what would happen if they started fighting.

Even if he survived, the Macau Judiciary Police would not let him off!

"Heh."

Chen Jiajun gave a cold laugh and strode forward.

The Hell Knights followed their Big Brother's pace with their heads held high, occasionally bumping into Fei Gou's Majai arrogantly.

"Brother Jun, the cars are all prepared!"

Seeing this scene, Sha Qiang also broke out in a cold sweat, deeply feeling Chen Jiajun's courage.

This is the Zha FIT Ren of Hung Hing!

This is the boldness of Jing Jun!

Behind him, Fei Gou shouted sternly: "Jing Jun, if you have the guts, let your men take one step out of the Lisboa Casino; otherwise, I will finish you all off tonight!"

Chen Jiajun ignored him and climbed into the car, while simultaneously giving Lao E a look; Lao E's figure slowly disappeared into the air, and due to the obstruction of the crowd, people outside could not see this scene.

As Chen Jiajun brought his men to Macau, the gossip in the underworld also began to spread.

Jiang Tiansheng's villa.

Chen Yao came before Jiang Tiansheng and said: "Mr. Jiang, Jing Jun has already taken his men to Macau."

"How many people?" Jiang Tiansheng raised his head and asked.

Chen Yao replied: "Including himself, there are twenty-three people in total."

"Heh, just this many? Let's wait and see."

Jiang Tiansheng gave a cold laugh, stood up, and looked at Macau on the map.

At the same time, many, many forces had turned their eyes toward Macau!

Before they even reached the Lisboa Casino, the Dajiajie of the Number Gang was already waiting downstairs with her subordinates.

Seeing Chen Jiajun, Dajiajie felt slightly surprised and said, "I thought you would be scared out of your wits and run back to Hong Kong."

"Haha, does this even count as a big scene?"

Chen Jiajun laughed, stepped out of the car, and the Hell Knights scattered to stand guard.

Dajiajie said sternly, "Jing Jun, I really don't understand you. Why are you risking your life for Jiang Tiansheng? Even Jiang Tiansheng can't handle Fei Gou, so you think you can?"

Dajiajie came to see Chen Jiajun because of the large commission she earned from his high-stakes gambling in her Gambling Hall previously.

"There's no choice. Since I'm in the society, I have to do the work. I'm not doing this for Jiang Tiansheng, but for myself." Chen Jiajun shook his head firmly.

Dajiajie shook her head and said, "See those people under Fei Gou? I advise you to just stay honestly in the hotel for a few days. Don't think that just because you made a name for yourself in Hong Kong, you can handle Fei Gou. That's all I have to say. Goodbye."

After speaking, Dajiajie turned and left with her subordinates.

Leading the Hell Knights, Chen Jiajun immediately booked several rooms at the hotel.

In all of Macau, the hotel where the Lisboa Casino is located is absolutely safe.

Almost everyone was pessimistic about Chen Jiajun's trip to Macau this time.

But he, Chen Jiajun, was determined to show it to everyone in Hong Kong!

What Jiang Tiansheng couldn't handle, he, Jing Jun, could!

"First, take us to the Gambling Hall to see the situation," Chen Jiajun instructed Sha Qiang.

"Yes, Brother Jun, please follow me."

Under Sha Qiang's guidance, Chen Jiajun and his brothers arrived at the Hung Hing Gambling Hall.

Inside the empty Gambling Hall, ten gambling tables were set up, but there was not a single employee.

The marble floor had accumulated a thick layer of dust, and there were even spider webs in the corners.

"Brother Jun, our Hung Hing Gambling Hall has been abandoned for nearly two months."

Sha Qiang explained with a bitter smile; the name "Hung Hing" only had some weight in Hong Kong, but in the chaotic Macau, people didn't give them any face at all.

In the early 1980s in Macau's gambling industry, only the Gambling King's Aomen Entertainment had a Gambling License, and due to a lack of competitors, there was no shortage of customer traffic.

Therefore, the decoration of the Gambling Hall was far from the magnificent VIP Halls of later generations.

In this era, Macau did not yet have the junket system, and the vast majority of customer traffic relied on travel agencies.

This situation would only improve with the establishment of VIP Halls.

Looking at the long-abandoned Gambling Hall, Chen Jiajun asked Sha Qiang, "How much money is left in the company account?"

"Twenty million, Brother Jun. Mr. Jiang said that if you need money, I should cooperate with you," Sha Qiang replied immediately.

Chen Jiajun nodded and said, "Let's renovate the Gambling Hall first. The Gambling Hall must reopen, otherwise, the people of Macau will laugh at us Hung Hing for being all show and no substance."

"What?"

"Brother Jun, you want to renovate the Gambling Hall?"

As soon as Sha Qiang heard this, his legs began to shake. He stammered, "Br... Brother Jun, the informants of the Number Gang are all over Macau. If we go out to do business, Fei Gou will definitely send people to mess with us."

"Do as you're told. How did a dignified Hung Hing member turn into such a coward?"

Chen Jiajun's expression darkened:

"Lao E, you go out with him."

"Yes, Big Brother!"

Lao E grabbed the frail Sha Qiang and walked out without further discussion.

For the people of Macau, this was just an ordinary day.

No matter how fierce the trouble was over at the casino, it did not affect their livelihood.

Lao E and Sha Qiang arrived at a furniture mall in Macau and bought a batch of high-quality gambling tables and furniture.

Sha Qiang kept looking around, clearly nervous: "Ege, I'll go pay the bill, you get in the car first."

Lao E nodded and climbed into the cargo hold of the truck.

Just at this moment, dozens of blade-wielders rushed out from the street corner:

"Take out that Hung Hing guy!"

"Hack him to death! Two hundred thousand per person!"

This group of blade-wielders tore off the newspapers wrapping their blades along the way, revealing the Machetes in their hands, gleaming with cold light. The group rushed straight into the cargo hold, the doors were shut, and the truck slowly started.

"Damn! Something's wrong!"

Sha Qiang was stunned. He had been ten thousand times reluctant when Jing Jun told him to come out to do business; he knew something would go wrong. Without even waiting for his change, he rushed into his car, started it, and followed the truck while making a call: "Brother Jun, it's bad, we've been ambushed!"

"Go!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Jiajun immediately led the Hell Knights to rush down. They arrived at the underground garage, started their cars, and roared out.

Just as they rushed out of the underground garage and arrived at the main entrance of the hotel, a large truck stopped, swaying.

It was the very truck Sha Qiang had mentioned.

At this moment!

Blood was seeping out from the cargo hold of the truck, leaving a trail of blood that grew heavier as it flowed.

Looking closely, the iron sheets on both sides of the cargo hold seemed to be deformed.

(End of this chapter)