Chapter 81: Chen Wujun’s Way
The next morning, Chen Wujun pushed away the two women beside him, rubbed his head, went to the bathroom to relieve himself, then took a cigarette from the table, lit it, stood by the window overlooking below, with smoke continuously rising, blurring his face.
Sister Sha Jiu told him to settle down, so he settled down a bit.
Last night he went to a KTV, but not Snake Aunt’s place.
Then he brought two girls to the hotel, and he realized overnight that wanting to break through Qi Refining had nothing to do with this.
Moments later, he put on his clothes, threw money on the table, and pushed the door to leave.
Back at the Walled City, he went to find Sister Sha Jiu, and upon arriving at Jin Di Finance, he immediately grinned: “Xiang Zai!”
Xiang Zai was stunned for a moment, his gaze darkening.
“Should I call you Brother Jun too?”
“No problem!” Chen Wujun laughed heartily, then changed his tone: “Brother Ji Xiang! Just kidding, you won’t get mad, right?”
If he couldn’t even take a joke, then Brother Ji Xiang would be too narrow-minded.
“How could I? It’s fine if you want me to call you Brother Jun, you’re a big shot now.” The gloom and anger in Brother Ji Xiang’s eyes were suppressed, and he smiled as he spoke.
“Brother Ji Xiang, just call me A Jun. If you call me Brother Jun, I can’t handle it.” Chen Wujun grinned and went into Sister Sha Jiu’s office.
“Senior Sister, where to buy a car? You said to ask you when buying.”
Chen Wujun had been thinking about buying a car for a long time, especially when wandering around Mong Kok yesterday.
Going out still required taking a taxi, and everywhere he was looked down upon.
Even though he had no driver’s license… he wouldn’t need to drive anyway.
Just arrange a henchman to drive.
“Red Incense Burner Bay’s Industrial Zone, call this number… they’re all stolen cars with fake plates, remember to have them prepare all the documents properly.” Sister Sha Jiu handed a business card to Chen Wujun, leaning back in her chair, sizing him up.
When she saw Chen Wujun yesterday, she had sensed his restlessness.
Today he looked much better.
“Is it reliable?” Chen Wujun took the business card and asked.
“I introduced it to you, how could it not be reliable? Even you’d doubt me?” Sister Sha Jiu smiled.
“Unreliable would be better, too reliable and I can’t flip out on them!” Chen Wujun grinned. He wanted to buy a car but didn’t want to pay.
If they tried to fool him, that would be perfect.
“A little money, at most a few hundred thousand, no need for that.” Sister Sha Jiu laughed after hearing this.
“Got it!” Chen Wujun smiled. A car for a few hundred thousand was pocket change, but more than that wouldn’t be.
As Chen Wujun was about to leave, Sister Sha Jiu stopped him:
“Leave my lighter.”
Chen Wujun checked his pocket and sure enough, there was a disposable lighter and a pack of cigarettes.
He put the lighter back on the table, chuckled: “If you didn’t say, I wouldn’t have noticed.”
A lighter was just something taken by habit; even with his kung fu at the level where a strike could kill, he hadn’t noticed.
After Chen Wujun left, Sister Sha Jiu took another pack of cigarettes from the drawer, tore it open, lit one.
“Brat, you can take anything but not the lighter!”
After leaving, Chen Wujun called to set a time and place.
In the afternoon, he called Curry and Li Wei to take a taxi to a warehouse in Red Incense Burner Bay.
Upon arrival, someone led him into the warehouse, where he saw all sorts of vehicles parked inside, at least seventy or eighty.
“Today we have a distinguished guest, Brother Jun from He Tu, Sister Jiu’s red-hot guy coming to support my business!”
A tall young man wearing camouflage pants, with long hair and sunglasses, saw them enter, sized them up, suddenly recognized Chen Wujun’s identity, and jumped down from a nearby rack.
It was really that Chen Wujun’s Turtle Back Crane Form was too obvious, and his arms were longer than normal.
New Technique couldn’t produce that physique.
At that age, practicing Old Technique, it could only be He Tu’s red-hot guy.
Us Jianghu people have the most up-to-date news.
“Brother Jun, I’m Gao Qiang!” Gao Qiang extended his hand, smiling.
You don’t hit a smiling face; though Chen Wujun had been thinking on the way how to get a car without paying, now there was no chance to act, so he shook hands and immediately found the other’s center of gravity.
With a single thought, he could fling the guy away.
“You’ve got sharp eyes!” Chen Wujun smiled: “Buying a car, any recommendations?”
“Super A70, streamlined sports car, perfect for Brother Jun. On the street, everyone’s eyes will be glued. Market price 400,000, but for Brother Jun, just 150,000.” Gao Qiang immediately pointed to a blue sports car: “Market price 400,000, Brother Jun takes it for 150,000.”
“Or Jaguar XJ40, original from West District 1, thick aristocratic vibe, just 250,000… but West District 1 cars always have circuit issues, needs frequent repairs…”
“If Brother Jun wants something more comfortable, this Tiger Head 126, brand new arrival, barely driven, market 800,000, as friends, 450,000 for Brother Jun.”
Chen Wujun circled the Tiger Head 126, a black four-door extended sedan, looked more upscale than others, spacious too.
Not as good as Sister Sha Jiu’s car, but Chen Wujun quite liked it, and the price was acceptable.
He pulled open the door, saw pure leather interior.
“Final price, 45,000!” Chen Wujun looked up after inspecting.
He was always good at haggling.
Gao Qiang’s expression stiffened for a moment, then he laughed: “Brother Jun really jokes. I’ve dealt with Sister Sha Jiu a few times, she’s fair, I’ve always admired that.
Brother Jun is Sister Sha Jiu’s man, I’ve heard about you, wanted to get acquainted long ago. Tell you what, I’ll make the call, 370,000 for Brother Jun!”
“Plus, I’ll handle all paperwork for Brother Jun, real documents, not fake plates! No need for Brother Jun to worry.”
Seeing his quick reaction, even bringing up Sister Sha Jiu, Chen Wujun stopped making trouble.
“Giving you face, as you said.”
“When to pick up the car?”
“Three days, I’ll have all papers ready, deliver personally to Brother Jun.”
“Three days, I’ll have the money ready.” Chen Wujun nodded slightly.
After Chen Wujun left, a henchman said: “Brother Qiang, no need to give him that much face? Just a headman under Sister Sha Jiu, knocking off 80,000 and doing real paperwork.”
Just the real paperwork alone costs 30,000.
“We’re here for money, not to make enemies.” Gao Qiang said irritably.
Chen Wujun and Sister Sha Jiu are fellow disciples, word had spread in some circles these days.
And from his stance earlier, he was itching for a fight; this guy wasn’t here to buy a car at all.
If it really came to blows, sure he had backing, but losses wouldn’t be just tens of thousands.
Gao Qiang was a businessman after all, so he stepped back immediately, and luckily Chen Wujun knew when to stop.
……
After the three left the warehouse, Li Wei seemed distracted.
He was a thug for 3,000 bucks, but back home in the mining district, 3,000 was three months’ income.
But this Brother Jun, younger than him, dropping 350,000 on a car.
It hit him hard inside.
“What’re you thinking? Jealous?” Chen Wujun glanced at Li Wei.
“A bit.” Li Wei snapped back, a bit embarrassed.
“Money’s good, everyone wants it. If you have ability, you get more. So show your ability!” Chen Wujun smiled.
“I know, Brother Jun.” Li Wei nodded.
The next day, Chen Wujun went alone to Fei E Shan Suicide Platform, gazing at Xiang Lu Peak from above and overlooking the skyscrapers of Guan Fu Field.
Then he practiced two sets of punches up there.
Coming down the mountain in the evening, he knew his path wasn’t here.
Sister Sha Jiu’s strength was ambition.
He had ambition too… but his strength wasn’t here.
Back at the Walled City, he first checked a few gambling dens; the previous two were okay, some guests lost but stable now.
The one just taken from Li Dong was average business.
And that dance hall still closed.
Chen Wujun returned home, took the notebook from the bedside, started flipping from the end.
It was all his recorded enemies.
Since wine, women, and Fei E Mountain couldn’t give him the strength to break through Qi Refining, he felt this was most likely it.
Actually, he’d suspected this from the start.
He knew what his true heart was.
Those who follow me prosper, those who defy me perish.
Whoever blocks my path dies.
These two days were just ruling out others.
Chen Wujun flipped through the notebook for a moment, then found a name.
Long overdue to deal with.
Chen Wujun put down the notebook and went straight to Kai Lun’s Dance Hall.
“Brother Jun.”
The henchmen at the dance hall door all knew Chen Wujun, quickly opening the door for him.
“Is Kai Lun here?”
“Sister Kai Lun is inside.”
Chen Wujun nodded, entered the dance hall to familiar dark red lights, deafening music, pervasive alcohol and perfume smells, and women in revealing clothes twisting on stage.
Everything stimulating hormones, making blood surge.
Chen Wujun spotted Kai Lun at the bar, walked over and sat beside her.
“Rare guest, haven’t seen you in ages.” Kai Lun turned, saw it was Chen Wujun, smiled.
Since the A Yue incident, Chen Wujun hardly came.
“You know, I took a dance hall from Li Dong. He took all the girls, left me an empty shell, closed for days. Planning to borrow some people from you.” Chen Wujun took soda from the bartender.
“No problem, I can lend a few to heat up your place. But not too long, you know gambling dens need gamblers most, dance halls need the girls. Borrow too long, affects my popularity, can’t explain it.”
“Thanks then. Besides girls, want to borrow one more person.”
“Making such a fuss, who?” Kai Lun smiled flirtatiously.
“Lily.” Chen Wujun said leisurely.
Kai Lun’s expression stiffened at that, then mildly: “A Jun, you’re a big shot now, why fuss with her? Word gets out, sounds petty.”
“Sister Kai Lun, what’re you thinking? My place needs management. Lily does good work, borrow her for a bit.”
“A Jun, you telling that to kids?” Kai Lun retorted; she hadn’t expected Chen Wujun to hold such a grudge.
That incident, he still remembered till now.
“If you’re angry, I’ll have her apologize again, you slap her twice, let her live.”
“Normally, Sister Kai Lun asks, I’d give face. But she didn’t give you face… nor me…” Chen Wujun looked amused.
“How’s she got such courage…”
