Hong Kong variety show: I Am a Tycoon

With Chen Jiajun's help, Ma Zhihua disappeared from the police's sight.

The police, the Independent Commission Against Corruption (ICAC), and the Securities and Futures Commission all came up empty-handed.

Meanwhile, inside a factory next to the New Territories pier.

Ma Zhihua and his two men were brought here.

The first thing they saw upon entering was the old man, Sima Xiang.

"Boss, this is the owner of that Lianguang stock!" Fei Guoxiong whispered.

Ma Zhihua immediately remembered that he had previously tried to use Sima Xiang's company to launder money, so he sent someone to teach the old man a lesson.

“Mr. Sima, I think there’s been a misunderstanding between us…” Ma Zhihua straightened his clothes, still wanting to negotiate with Sima Xiang.

Sima Xiang sneered, and the intelligence officer behind him shot Ma Zhihua in the knee.

The intense pain caused him to scream in agony, startling Xu Wei and Fei Guoxiong who were standing nearby.

Sima Xiang said calmly, "If you were to use overt methods, I wouldn't mind playing along! But you've chosen to use these kinds of methods without even bothering to find out which boss I, Sima Xiang, am working for!"

Taking the pistol handed to him by the intelligence officer, Sima Xiang stepped on Ma Zhihua's head and coldly said, "Do you have any last words?"

Ma Zhihua, covered in dust and terrified, hurriedly said to Sima Xiang, "Wait, wait! You can't kill me! You'll be in trouble if you kill me! I work for South American drug lords. If no one launders their money, they'll come after you!"

"Heh, South American drug lords, are they that powerful?" Sima Xiang said calmly, "Don't forget this is Hong Kong!"

After saying that, Sima Xiang fired a shot, splitting Ma Zhihua's head open.

However, being a refined man, Sima Xiang still felt somewhat uncomfortable upon seeing Ma Zhihua's corpse, which had been blown in the head.

He had never participated in such things before, but this time, his wife and children were threatened, which made Sima Xiang extremely angry! He personally killed this bastard!
"Brother Xiang, what should we do with these two guys?" the intelligence officer asked, looking at Xu Wei and Fei Guoxiong with ill intent.

Sima Xiang waved his hand, looking somewhat tired, and said, "Just do things the way the boss always did!"

The intelligence officer nodded and said, "Understood!"

He made a gesture, and immediately someone tied the two men up and stuffed them into a gasoline drum.

No matter how much the two screamed, they were still filled with cement and then thrown into the sea.

After taking his revenge, Sima Xiang left the factory.

At this moment, the three members of the monitoring team were waiting outside with their families.

Liang Junyi said to Sima Xiang, "We've done everything you asked for!"

Sima Xiang nodded and took out a promissory note from his pocket: "A promissory note from a Swiss bank for thirty million US dollars, enough for you to leave Hong Kong and start a new life."

Liang Junyi accepted the promissory note with a complicated expression, then turned and left.

After Sima Xiang finished dealing with things here, he returned to Guojun and reported to Chen Jiajun.

"Is everything settled?" Chen Jiajun asked with a smile when he saw Sima Xiang arrive.

Sima Xiang nodded: "To be honest, it was my first time doing something like this, and I almost threw up!"

"You get used to it after a while!" Chen Jiajun said with a smile.

Sima Xiang gave a wry smile and said, "By the way, boss, this Ma Zhihua seems to have deep connections with those drug lords in South America. I suspect they might come to Hong Kong..."

Chen Jiajun said calmly, "If he dares to die, I dare to bury him! Hong Kong isn't a place where just any Tom, Dick, or Harry can mess around! You don't need to worry about this. I'll give you some time off. Go to Brunei and spend some time with your wife and kids!"

"Thank you, boss!" Sima Xiang nodded, got up, and left.

After Sima Xiang left, Chen Jiajun called Silva to inquire about the drug lords in South Asia.

Unexpectedly, the intelligence network Silva established in the United States actually proved useful, and they quickly uncovered the background of the drug lord who colluded with Ma Zhihua.

"Boss, the guy you're talking about who colluded with Ma Zhihua to launder money is from the Medellín Group! Their boss is Pablo Escobar now."

"This guy is the most powerful of the drug cartels in Colombia right now. He has a lot of money and people under him, and he even wants to run for president!"

Upon hearing Silva's words, Chen Jiajun showed a strange expression.

After all, this person seems to be a very famous figure!
Chen Jiajun just didn't expect that he would actually launder money in Hong Kong.

Silva continued, "This guy is incredibly arrogant. He won't let it go after you killed his agent! Should we strike first?"

Chen Jiajun sneered and said, "No rush, let's play with him! I want to see what kind of tricks this Pablo has up his sleeve! Is he as powerful as the rumors say!"

“Alright, I’ll have people keeping an eye on the Medellín Group’s movements!” Silva said with a smile. “I’ll let you know as soon as I have any news!”

However, deep down, Chen Jiajun didn't take Pablo seriously.

Although most of his power was relocated to Brunei.

However, he has many elite troops under his command, and also has mercenaries from Guojun Security Company who can be mobilized at any time.

Chen Jiajun could afford to fight even a small war.

After all, the Soviet Union had already begun trading with Brunei, and a batch of equipment for initial use was being loaded onto ships and sent to Brunei.

With these equipment from the Soviet Union, Chen Jiajun will be able to turn Brunei into an impregnable fortress!

With things settled down at home, Chen Jiajun planned to travel to the United States to have a proper talk with Cao Weicai. Hong Kong's four pillar industries are trade and logistics, finance, industry and commerce, and tourism.

However, it has a major limitation: the space is too small, and there is no stage for Chen Jiajun to showcase his talents.

With his current net worth, Chen Jiajun has almost reached the level of Hong Kong's top tycoons.

However, the road ahead was blocked.

Because the British have blocked our path, any development will only be possible after we return to China.

It's only the early 1990s now, and the handover is still several years away.

Chen Jiajun didn't want to waste so much time, so he had no choice but to expand outwards.

After settling things at home, Chen Jiajun led his men directly to the United States.

……

Miami, Florida.

Cao Weicai has been here for several months.

It has to be said that life with beaches, sunshine, and beautiful women is incredibly pleasant.

However, after staying there for a while, Cao Weicai felt that it was no longer interesting.

He is not someone who is content with simply enjoying life; after his vacation, he planned to seriously consider his future development.

After all, he still had a lot of money in his hands, enough for him to make a big splash here.

After finishing the phone call with Chen Jiajun, I learned that my boss would be coming over soon.

After bidding farewell to the enthusiastic Latina woman beside him and giving her a generous "guide" fee, Cao Weicai took his suit and headed to the airport to pick her up.

Halfway there, Cao Weicai noticed several unlicensed cars ahead.

Judging from this, they're either transporting some important cargo or escorting some important prisoner.

Cao Weicai had to slow down to let the unlicensed taxis pass.

He was a cautious person and didn't want to get involved in anything that involved any danger.

However, according to Murphy's Law, what you fear most is what will happen to you.

Just as the escorting black car was level with Cao Weicai's vehicle, a huge explosion suddenly rang out.

The towering flames overturned one of the vehicles in the convoy.

Then a series of gunshots rang out, and the guns were opened fire indiscriminately on the several black cars.

Cao Weicai's vehicle happened to be within the enemy's firing range.

The moment the car was thrown into the air, Cao Weicai covered his head with his hands.

Although the airbag saved his life, it also firmly trapped him in the car seat.

The dizziness in his head made it hard for him to see the road ahead, but after hearing the intense gunfire outside, he pinched himself hard to wake himself up.

He then untied the safety harness and prepared to climb out of the car.

He dared not start the car at that moment; he would definitely become a target.

But at that moment, a bald black man suddenly rushed into the passenger seat.

Then bullets swept towards them, almost killing Cao Weicai on the spot!
Cao Weicai was furious! Just as he was about to unleash a torrent of curses, he noticed that the black man was holding a gun.

Left with no other choice, he could only swallow the foul language that was in his mouth.

"Hey bro, drive fast! Otherwise we'll all die!" the black man said to Cao Weicai.

"SHIT! I'll be fine as long as you don't come in!" Cao Weicai roared, then shifted into reverse and prepared to back his car out.

A pair of police officers have already started exchanging fire with the criminals, and they don't have time to pay attention to the small actions on this side.

Unfortunately, Cao Weicai didn't dare to look up at all, and could only keep his head down and drive by instinct.

Sure enough, it soon crashed into a street lamp and came to a stop.

The Black man said anxiously, "Hey buddy, are you sure you can handle this? If not, let me do it!"

"I'll beat your mother to a pulp!" Cao Weicai cursed through gritted teeth, and started the car again.

At that moment, the back door of the car was opened again, and a policewoman ran up, panting.

Cao Weicai felt like a million curses were stampeding through his mind, and he yelled, "Don't you guys have any other cars? Why are you all getting into mine?!"

"Alright buddy, stop complaining and get going! Those useless cops can't hold out any longer!" the black man urged.

Helpless, Cao Weicai stepped on the gas and sped away from the scene with the two men.

The policewoman said to Cao Weicai, "I know a safe house nearby!" (End of Chapter)