Chapter 95: The Underwear Has Been Pulled Down

Chen Jiajun exhaled a puff of smoke with disdain and looked around: "Everyone has seen it, am I wrong? Forget that I, Chen Jiajun, am a billionaire today, or that I am a Zha FIT Ren of four districts in Hung Hing; a mere Chen Haonan dares to shout and scream in front of me!"

Xing Shu, acting as a centrist, wore an embarrassed expression: "Mr. Jiang, it really is time for some discipline; we have our own opinions in private as well."

At this moment, Jiang Tiansheng's expression was extremely ugly; he was also losing face, and he barked at Chen Haonan: "Sit down! I will discipline them properly, and moving on..."

"I haven't finished speaking yet!"

Chen Jiajun did not sit down and interrupted Jiang Tiansheng's words once again.

Jiang Tiansheng wore a calm expression: "A Jun, you speak."

Chen Jiajun stirred up hatred again: "Our Hung Hing Zha FIT Rens, each of us pays at least a million in monthly dues, bringing in three or four hundred million in revenue for the company every year. I want to ask, where exactly is this money being spent?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the crowd below began to whisper again.

Chen Yao could not sit still; he stood up and said: "A Jun, what do you mean? You are accusing Mr. Jiang! Every time something happens to everyone, Mr. Jiang has to step forward to settle it; handling connections and paying to open venues all cost money."

"Doing things isn't just about having a mouth! I only know that when we pay our dues, we have to submit accounts, so shouldn't Hung Hing's account book also be made public? Let our Hung Hing Zha FIT Rens know where this money is being spent?"

Chen Jiajun gave Chen Yao no face at all and pointed at him.

Chen Yao forgot how to phrase his words for a moment; he never expected Chen Jiajun to use this matter to start a confrontation.

Chen Yao knew better than anyone where these dues were spent; the vast majority went straight into Jiang Tiansheng's own pocket.

Jiang Tiansheng remained in his seat, his face dark, and he prevaricated: "I will have a chance to publish Hung Hing's account book and let everyone see it."

"Have a chance? How long?" Chen Jiajun asked back.

Jiang Tiansheng stammered: "The month after next, I suppose."

"What date next month? If it's not convenient for everyone to know, then shouldn't we Zha FIT Rens be informed about Hung Hing's income and expenditures over these past few years?" Chen Jiajun continued to press.

Jiang Tiansheng said in a fit of shame and anger: "A Jun, what do you mean!"

Seeing Jiang Tiansheng's shame and anger, Chen Jiajun smiled: "Coming out to mix in this world, everyone is here to seek wealth. You need us Zha FIT Rens to be able to shoulder burdens, and you also need us to be able to make money."

"Mr. Jiang, I want to ask you, what have you done for the tens of thousands of brothers in Hung Hing all these years?"

Jing Kun's heart was thumping wildly; he knew Chen Jiajun was about to launch his attack!

Shisimei, Han Bin, and Konglong were also clenching their fists; it was their first time doing something like usurping power, and they were truly nervous.

Chen Yao shouted angrily: "Enough! Jing Jun, what do you mean?"

Jiang Tiansheng took a deep breath, spread his hands, and said: "A Yao, sit down!"

Chen Yao sat down, and Jiang Tiansheng said: "A Jun, you might as well speak your mind."

Chen Jiajun smiled: "Jiang Tiansheng! You are poor at judging people, the distribution of benefits is uneven, you have lost the hearts of the people, and no one is convinced! You have been playing power games in Hung Hing; sooner or later, it will lead to Hung Hing falling apart!"

Jiang Tiansheng shouted coldly: "What exactly do you mean?"

Chen Jiajun spread his hands: "Hmph, I'm laying my cards on the table. I think you are unqualified to be the Dragon Head, and as it happens, I would like to sit in your seat for a while."

Chen Jiajun's words were like a morning bell and an evening drum, waking everyone up.

Everyone's hearts were shaken violently, and they all looked at Jiang Tiansheng.

What Chen Jiajun said was absolutely correct: you need these people in Hung Hing to make money and shoulder burdens, yet you, Jiang Tiansheng, sit around every day blowing air conditioning, playing power games, calculating personal gains and losses, suppressing Chen Jiajun, and propping up a piece of trash like Chen Haonan.

What use is a Dragon Head like you to our Hung Hing?

Also, with so many underlings in Hung Hing, where does all the money from the annual dues go?

Chen Yao's heart was already shaking violently; he had always thought it was Jing Kun who wanted to take the top spot, so how did it become Chen Jiajun?

His mind was in chaos for a moment. Jiang Tiansheng looked at Chen Jiajun, his pupils constricting; Dalao B was indeed right about one thing—Chen Jiajun was truly a traitor!

Chen Haonan stood up again, pointed at Chen Jiajun, and cursed: "Lanzai Jun, what do you mean? You want to betray your master and ancestors? Screw you!"

"Shut up! You ill-mannered thing!"

Chen Jiajun shouted coldly at Chen Haonan. Dumu, Lao E, and the others stood up simultaneously, standing behind him, looking at Chen Haonan without saying a word.

It was only because Chen Jiajun told them not to cause trouble in Hung Hing; otherwise, Dumu and the others would have killed Chen Haonan long ago.

Jiang Tiansheng suppressed his anger and looked at Chen Jiajun: "A Jun, do you mean that I, Jiang Tiansheng, am not fit to sit in this position?"

Jing Kun's hoarse and lazy voice sounded: "Whether you are fit or not, you know it in your heart."

"You, Jiang Tiansheng, have been running the show in Hung Hing for over a decade, and now look at what you've turned Hung Hing into—it's a complete mess."

Jing Jun said, tapping the table emphatically.

"Sometimes I really don't understand you, Jiang Tiansheng. You force brothers to borrow usury, and then use the excuse of them stealing from the hall's funds to enforce Family Law?"

"It's become known all over Hong Kong that our Hung Hing's Dragon Head is petty."

"And another thing, we've been in Hung Hing for so long; has your leadership ever helped us earn a single dime? Forget a dime, not even a penny."

"As for A Jun, I took a liking to him at first sight. He is loyal and sharp in his work! Once he took charge, he led us to make money—clean and simple—two or three million a month."

After venting, Jing Kun looked at Chen Yao: "A Yao, according to the rules, every Zha FIT Ren is qualified to run for Dragon Head, and those with voting rights are the Hung Hing regional Zha FIT Rens, right?"

Jing Kun's long-winded speech had completely stripped Jiang Tiansheng of his underwear.

It made Jiang Tiansheng's heart feel as if it were plummeting rapidly.

Chen Yao's expression was extremely ugly: "Logically speaking, that is indeed the case."

The reason Jiang Zhen established this rule in the beginning was to appease all the Hung Hing Zha FIT Rens.

Chen Haonan clenched his fists and roared: "Lanzai Jun, it doesn't matter if you plot against me, but isn't it going too far to plot against Mr. Jiang!"

However, many people in the room looked at him with extreme disgust, treating him like a clown.

A Red Pole shouting and yelling all day—what kind of person is that?

Chen Haonan had no choice but to do this now; he knew very well that only Jiang Tiansheng was supporting him. If Chen Jiajun really became the Dragon Head, what kind of good life would he have left?

"Everyone knows in their hearts how Mr. Jiang has treated us over the years!" Chen Haonan added.

(End of chapter)