Fanatic!

Chapter 42 My Own Business

After both parties signed the documents, Master Xin spoke leisurely:

"Now that the bet has been settled, no one is allowed to start any further conflicts in the coming days."

After speaking, he nodded to Li Donglong, Ma Dong, and the old man beside him, then got up and walked out.

"You were quick to escape last time!" Shark Nine glanced at Wenlong, turned and left, stretching as he walked.

After the group went downstairs, Xinye said to Chen Wujun, "Work hard, I have high hopes for you."

"You can ask for anything you need these days! You work for the branch, and the branch won't treat you unfairly!"

Chen Wujun's mind raced, and he really wanted to ask for a million.

However, he also knew that Master Xin was just saying it.

If I were to actually speak up, I would only be asking for trouble.

“I will definitely make proper arrangements for my people!” Shark Nine said to Master Xin.

"Of course, you'll definitely take care of me," Xinye said with a smile.

As they were talking, a car slowly drove up, and two henchmen ran over and opened the car door.

"Then I'll be going now, I have an appointment." Xinye turned around, got into his car, and drove away.

"Let's go back and talk." Shark Nine turned and walked back.

Amidst countless neon lights lining both sides of the street and the endless stream of car headlights, groups of henchmen followed behind as they left.

On the second floor of Qingyun Pavilion, Li Dong's leader, Ma Dong, looked at Yu Wei and asked, "Are you confident?"

"Don't worry, boss. Although that kid has practiced some old techniques, I will break his bones piece by piece on the stage!" Yu Wei revealed a cruel smile.

"I can't even imagine how I could lose!"

……

A group of people returned to Jindi Finance and went to Shark Nine's office.

“You all know the situation. Master Xin negotiated with Li Dong. Four months later, Junzi and Yu Wei of Li Dong made a boxing match. If we lose, we have to give up half of our territory. If Li Dong loses, he will give us half a street.”

“Yu Wei is a tough guy to deal with! He’s not the strongest of Wenlong’s men, but he’s definitely the most powerful. It’s said that he came from the army that suppressed the mining area, and he uses military fighting techniques. He killed people in the army and ran here.” Ahao said, looking at Chen Wujun.

"His punching power exceeds 1500 jin, and his bone density, resistance to blows, endurance, and reaction speed are far beyond what ordinary people can match."

"When you fight him, you absolutely cannot let him hit you!" Ah Hao stopped joking and warned seriously.

"Military combat techniques, huh..." Chen Wujun nodded slightly.

“I will explain these things later!” Shark Nine said.

“From now until the gambling battle, Wenlong will not cause any more trouble.”

"Junzi has been doing well lately and even took on this gambling challenge. I'm handing over the gambling dens on Lung Chin Street and Wing Fat Building to Junzi. You have no objections, right?"

"No objections! Congratulations, Ah Jun! You've risen to power so quickly!" Ah Hao and Cun Bao both chimed in.

“Junzi, hand over half of your net winnings each month, and keep the rest for yourself.”

"That half of the street where the gambling is taking place, you can have it once you win it."

Upon hearing the first sentence, Chen Wujun felt a surge of excitement, as this was his own business. As for the last sentence, it was only natural.

I've learned about some gambling dens over the past few days. The one on Longjin Street is a big one, with a total of 9 tables and more than 300 people a day, sometimes up to 500.

Each person can play an average of 12 bets, with an average bet of 30 yuan. The rake rate is 6%, and with the house's advantage in the win-loss difference, the overall rake rate is 8%.

That's close to 8000 yuan a day, which adds up to nearly 23 yuan a month.

This is based on the minimum passenger flow. In peak months, it can exceed 30.

Yongfalou is a mid-range establishment with only 5 tables and about 100 gamblers a day. The average bet is only 20 yuan, and the overall commission is 8%, so the net profit per month is more than 4 yuan.

Chen Wujun did some mental calculations: 23 plus 4 equals 27... After handing over half, he would still have less than 14 left.

There's also money to pay Curry, Ah Fei, and a dozen or so henchmen; the gambling den needs dealers, and someone to manage the accounts...

The more Chen Wujun calculated, the dizzier his mind became, and the more anxious he felt, so he simply stopped calculating altogether.

It's better to just ask.

At this moment, Shark Nine was still explaining:

"The remaining two gambling dens are for Ah Hao!"

"Street surfaces on this territory will be blasted to pieces!"

"There are still two loan shark companies left. Wenlong's people have left, but we'll continue operating them and hand them over to Jixiang..."

A moment later, Shark Nine explained the situation on his territory.

"Go and take care of everything. Junzi, you stay for a while!"

After everyone else left, Shark Nine took a stack of documents from the drawer and threw them on the table.

"I had someone prepare it for you."

Chen Wujun took the documents and looked through them. The top one was Yu Wei's information.

Yu Wei, male, 28 years old, former second lieutenant of the Eastern Tenth District Special Suppression Force, is on the run for murder.

Specialties: Military cold steel combat techniques, short stick combat techniques.

The magnetic field enhancement and reconstruction rate is between 46% and 51%.

He has a punching power exceeding 1500 jin, strong resistance to blows, quick reflexes, and fast speed.

Fighting style: Short, straight movements; almost no hip rotation for power generation; relies more on upper body drive and footwork; fights like a bulldozer. Prefers to trade blows for lives.

"This person has no flaws?" Chen Wujun raised an eyebrow.

It is strong, fast, has a strong reaction time, and is also very resistant to blows; it is practically without any weaknesses.

“The flaw is on the top!” Shark Nine said.

"Bulldozer? Swimming Dragon Palm?" Chen Wujun pondered for a moment before realizing something.

This opponent excels at straight-line attacks, and the Wolf Fist, which relies on direct confrontation, is no match for him. However, the Swimming Dragon Palm, which specializes in horizontal and diagonal attacks and twisting and turning, is precisely the counter to this type of opponent.

“Yes, I guessed it was him before.” Shark Nine nodded.

Wenlong has several experts under his command. Although Yu Wei is not the one with the highest level of new skills, he is the most capable fighter and the strongest in terms of overall strength.

Chen Wujun nodded, flipped down, and found information on other people.

"Take a look at this when you have time, and learn about his attack methods." Shark Nine tossed him a yellowed booklet, and Chen Wujun immediately saw the title on it: "Cold Steel Combat Techniques".

"His advantage is his strong physique, and his weakness is that he doesn't understand your kung fu. Your advantage is that you know yourself and your enemy, so you can't fight him head-on."

"I understand! By the way, senior sister, how much do those two gambling dens earn in a month?" Chen Wujun asked directly. He wasn't good at math, so he might as well ask directly.

Seeing Chen Wujun's directness, Shark Nine burst into laughter and then said:
"The gambling dens depend on luck. These two gambling dens sometimes have 260,000 to 300,000. If you pay half, you can still have more than 100,000 left. After deducting the expenses of your subordinates and the gambling dens, you can have 50,000 to 60,000 left, and 70,000 to 80,000 left."

Chen Wujun was very satisfied with this answer.

With 50,000 to 60,000 a month, although it wouldn't allow him to live in a mansion or drive a luxury car, it would cover the cost of crystals, leaving him with 20,000 to 30,000 a month.

In the Walled City, this was a large sum of money.

And it's available every month.

This is his own business!

"Senior sister, I'll head back now. I promised my family I'd be home for dinner." Chen Wujun said goodbye, taking the documents with her.

"After you finish eating, let's go check out the gambling den. I've arranged for someone to go and help you."

As soon as Chen Wujun stepped out the door, he kicked over the trash can next to him.

"Screw math!"

He was so frustrated and angry from doing the math that he was getting really upset.

……

On my way back along Longjin Street, I passed by Li Ji Roast Meat and bought a piece of roast meat to take home.

As soon as I entered, I saw my younger brother, Chen Wuqi, jumping up and down on the sofa, shouting, "Dragon Ascension Sword!"

At the same time, the same sound came from the television.

"Why are you back so late?" Mother Huang Meizhen peeked out from the kitchen and saw Chen Wujun wearing dress pants and a shirt, which were not the same ones he wore last time.

He wiped the oil off his hands with a rag and came out of the kitchen to look Chen Wujun up and down.

Suddenly I realized that my second son has grown up too.

"The fabric of the clothes looks really nice, it must be expensive, right?"

"A little over a hundred!" Chen Wujun immediately offered a 50% discount.

"Don't squander your money; save it for when you get married," Huang Meizhen advised.

Chen Wujun handed the roast meat to Huang Meizhen.

"Such a big piece?" Huang Meizhen felt a pang of heartache, thinking Chen Wujun was being too extravagant. A shirt cost over a hundred yuan, plus trousers and shoes, and he even bought a whole roasted meat.

"Ah Jun is back!" The eldest brother came out of the bathroom, walking with a limp and a fawning smile on his face.

Chen Wujun glanced at his legs, his eyes flashing.

……

Meanwhile, news of the gambling match between He Tu and Li Dong gradually spread among some groups in the walled city.

For example, among the henchmen of He Tu and Li Dong.

For example, the strongholds of other forces in the walled city.

Inside a gambling den, several of Lee Tung's henchmen were leaning against the wall smoking when one of them strode in.

"There's news! I heard there's going to be a betting war!"

"What kind of betting war?" one person asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Sha Jiu and Wen Long will each send one person to fight in the arena!"

Upon hearing this, the others immediately became interested.

"It's said that the Shark Nine Sect members are new recruits she brought in, and they've only been practicing for half a year..."

"Yu Wei is Wenlong's subordinate!"

"Six months? Fight Yu Wei? That's just suicide!" the henchman next to him immediately said.

“Yu Wei is the most ruthless guy. I once saw him break a person’s spine with one punch, and the person was bedridden for the rest of their life.”

"That's not all. Shark Nine put up half of what he got from seizing Wenlong's territory, and we, Li Dong, put up half a street as a wager!" the henchman who came in to deliver the message continued.

"Wow, such a big bet? We're definitely going to win this time!"

"Such a big bet, will there be any betting odds?"

(End of this chapter)