Hong Kong variety show: Young Master Kun, the ultimate behind-the-scenes boss!

The most dumbfounded of all were Mengluo and the bartender.

This bartender was just an ordinary person, but now he witnessed someone being killed in front of him, and he was so frightened that he hid behind the bar, trembling with fear.

Mengluo fared slightly better, but she was still completely terrified and at a loss.

"Miss Mengluo, have you considered my suggestion?" Chen Ziwen looked at Mengluo with a smile.

But this smile, when seen by Mengluo, filled her with dread.

The other party can change his attitude in an instant, and kill people without warning. He is truly an unpredictable and eccentric person.

"I agree, I have no objection." Menglu quickly shook her head.

She knew very well what was most important: the bar or her life.

"Very good." Chen Ziwen nodded in satisfaction.

That's more like it. It's not like I'm not giving you money. What's the point of you guarding this bar?

"I wonder what Miss Mengluo's plans are after selling the bar?" Chen Ziwen suddenly asked Mengluo, a thought suddenly crossing his mind.

"this..."

Mengluo had no idea that she hadn't originally planned to sell it. She only agreed to sell it now because of Chen Ziwen's ruthless methods. As for what she would do in the future, she hadn't even thought about it yet.

“I have a suggestion, come and help me.” Chen Ziwen suddenly extended an invitation: “After I buy this street, I will turn it into the safest and most comprehensive bar street in the entire Hong Kong Island.”

Chen Ziwen spoke passionately about his ideas.

In his mind, this street must surpass Lan Kwai Fong in the original world, or even be a world-class bar street.

He envisioned that there shouldn't be too many bars, otherwise it would be chaotic, difficult to manage, and customers would be overwhelmed by the choices.

Of course, it can't be too small either, because if it's too small, it won't be able to achieve scale, and without scale, nothing can be accomplished.

He envisioned opening a total of 49 bars, including various types, as well as a super-large luxury complex bar.

Everything is built to the scale of a world-class bar; this will be the facade of the future bar street, and the rest will be just decorations.

Mengluo was completely shocked when she heard Chen Ziwen's idea.

She never imagined that the man in front of her would have such a grand goal.

If, as Chen Ziwen envisions, this street is transformed into a world-class bar district, it will undoubtedly be a goldmine.

"I'll make you the manager here and help me manage these bars, how about that?" Chen Ziwen invited again.

Currently, Chen Ziwen's biggest worries, besides money, are talent; he can't keep an eye on things here all the time.

That's not what Chen Ziwen wants, so he will inevitably need to find someone to act as his agent.

Just like his agent in Hung Hing, Liang Kun.

As the saying goes, anything produced by the system is bound to be of high quality. Chen Ziwen only needed one "Loyalty Pill" obtained from signing in to make Liang Kun, the leader of Hung Hing, completely devoted to him.

After he helped Leung Kwan get rid of the two stumbling blocks, Chiang Tin-sang and Chan Ho-nam, Leung Kwan also secured his position as the leader, and he naturally became the behind-the-scenes controller of Hung Hing.

In addition, Chen Ziwen has his own directly managed War Hall and Dark Hall, which are responsible for helping him solve thorny problems and intelligence issues. Of course, all members have taken the Loyalty Pill.

Having resolved the issue of the community, the most crucial step now is to establish a business presence, which naturally requires finding agents.

He felt that Mengluo was quite suitable; she had her own plans, and all she had to do was execute them.

"I.…"

Mengluo still seemed a little hesitant.

She had just sold the bar to him, and now she was working for him, which left her somewhat confused.

"You can think about it carefully." Chen Ziwen wasn't in a hurry, since there was still plenty of time.

"No, no need to think about it, I agree, I agree." Mengluo was stunned for a moment, then immediately agreed.

"What's wrong with her?" Chen Ziwen looked at Mengluo with a puzzled expression.

She was hesitant just now, but after I asked her to think about it, she immediately agreed, and she even seemed a little scared.

"Am I really that scary?" Chen Ziwen couldn't help but wonder. Do I look like a bad guy?

Little did he know that Mengluo was completely terrified. Just moments ago, he had asked her to consider selling the bar, but in the blink of an eye, the bar's Black Panther was killed, and then he was threatened.

Now she hesitated again. Chen Ziwen was asking her to consider it, so she couldn't help but overthink it.

“Okay, since you agree, I’ll leave this matter entirely to you,” Chen Ziwen said casually, sitting there.

He felt relieved to be a hands-off manager, thinking he was better suited to that role.

"Tomorrow, you'll start negotiating with the merchants on this street. Offer a reasonable price to those who agree to sell, and compile a list of those who disagree, then submit it to me tomorrow," Chen Ziwen instructed Mengluo.

"Yes, I understand." Menglu's expression was somewhat indescribable; this was a tough job.

After giving his instructions, Chen Ziwen turned to the bartender behind the bar: "I'll give you two choices. One is that I kill you and give your family a sum of money so they can live a carefree life for the rest of their lives. The other is that you keep your mouth shut and don't reveal a single word about what happened today."

“I’ll take the second one,” the bartender said without hesitation.

Even ants try to survive, let alone humans; only a fool would choose the first option.

“I hope you remember your choice.” Chen Ziwen didn’t say anything more, turned around and looked at A-Jie, pointing to Hussein kneeling on the ground, and said, “Take him with you, let’s go.”

Menglu watched Chen Ziwen and Ajie leave, the latter dragging Hussein away like a dead dog.

Everything that happened today was too surreal for her; if she hadn't been mentally strong enough, she would have collapsed long ago.

"Boss," the bartender said cautiously, looking at Mengluo, "can I quit?"

There was no other way; Chen Ziwen was simply too terrifying, killing people at the drop of a hat. He dared not continue.

"Do you dare?" Mengluo glanced at the bartender.

She wasn't just trying to scare him; who knows what Chen Ziwen was really thinking?

"Hey…"

The bartender sighed in frustration. What a mess! Why does everything have to go wrong for him?

"Alright, no matter what, we're practically his people now, so he shouldn't do anything to us, as long as you keep your mouth shut," Mengluo sighed softly.

I hope that my choice was the right one.

"Boss, what about the corpse on the ground?" the bartender suddenly asked, pointing to the black panther's body on the ground.

When Chen Ziwen and A-Jie left, they didn't take the body with them.

"What should I do? I don't know what to do either." Menglu's expression was conflicted and helpless.

This was the first time she had encountered something like this, and she had absolutely no experience with it.

Just as she was in a dilemma, several people suddenly burst in, and without saying a word, they packed up the black panther's corpse on the ground and took it away.

"Who...who are they?" The bartender was startled.

"Whatever it is, it has nothing to do with us. Remember, we can't see or hear it, understand?" Mengluo emphasized again.

It was obvious that those men were Chen Ziwen's subordinates, there to dispose of the body.

She was startled when she pushed the door open, thinking another guest had come in. If she found a corpse, it would be hard to explain.

She had to admit, the people who came in to collect the body were definitely professionals; within five minutes, there wasn't a single trace left on the ground. It was obvious they were used to handling these kinds of situations.

"Boss, what should we do with him?"

After leaving the bar, Chen Ziwen asked A-Jie to drive to a secluded place. After A-Jie parked the car, he asked about the disposal of Hussein, who had been knocked unconscious and placed in the trunk.

“I’ll give you the account. You take him abroad to withdraw the money, and then bring it back to Hong Kong in batches in cash,” Chen Ziwen said, taking a puff of his cigar and exhaling smoke.

This is the most perfect method that Chen Ziwen can think of at the moment.

Hussein was to collect the money and bring it back to Hong Kong Island in batches. He would then use a "money converter" to secretly transfer the money into his own account.

At that point, even if the police have suspicions, they won't be able to find any evidence.

"It's a pity that this money converter can only process 100,000 per day, otherwise there would be no need to go through all this trouble. It seems that the products produced by the system are not always of high quality."

Chen Ziwen thought to himself.

"Yes, boss, I understand." A-Jie nodded.

According to Chen Ziwen's instructions, A-Jie should not show his face throughout the entire process, and Hussein should handle everything.

Once all the money has been withdrawn, kill him, and everything will be done without anyone knowing.

The only drawback of this method is that it takes a little longer.

After explaining all this, Chen Ziwen went home.

As soon as he entered the house, his girlfriend Li Xinxin (from the movie "Young and Dangerous 4") rushed up to him excitedly; "Ah Wen, didn't you say you were going away for two or three days? You're back so soon."

"I came back because I missed you," Chen Ziwen said, pinching Li Xinxin's nose with a doting expression.

Before the incident occurred, Chen Ziwen was unsure how long it would take, which is why he said two or three days.

I didn't expect things to go so smoothly. He left yesterday morning and came back tonight. Moreover, he did more than one thing: he resolved the issues of money, the bar street, and people.

"Awen."

Li Xinxin looked at Chen Ziwen with loving eyes. She didn't care whether Chen Ziwen's words were just to comfort her or not; she was just very happy.

"Nothing has happened at school these past two days, has it?"

Chen Ziwen picked up Li Xinxin horizontally and sat her on the sofa, letting her sit in his lap. Li Xinxin is a teacher at St. Dingbao Secondary School in Tuen Mun.

"It's nothing." Li Xinxin shook her head, then rested her head on Chen Ziwen's chest and suddenly said quietly, "Awen, I've noticed that Amin (from 'Fight Back to School') seems to have a crush on you."

"What?" Chen Ziwen didn't hear clearly and asked.

“I mean, Amin seems to like you,” Li Xinxin said earnestly as she sat up from Chen Ziwen’s arms.

"How could that be? You must be mistaken," Chen Zi chuckled, sounding somewhat guilty.

How could he not feel guilty? If it weren't for his interference, Ah Min might already be with Stephen Chow by now.

Although Chen Ziwen didn't flirt with her, the hero saving the damsel in distress is the most lethal weapon for women, just like Li Xinxin did back then.

What's more, Chen Ziwen saved He Min when she had a gun pointed at her head by bandits and thought she was going to die.