Hong Kong variety show: I can boost loyalty, the most generous boss.

Chapter 131, Question 130: I borrowed it through my own abilities, why should I pay it back?
Dafei looked completely unaccustomed to the world, while Tony and the others were dumbfounded. They had no idea that Mr. Yang was so powerful, with a military base overseas. They swallowed hard when they saw the heavy machine gun on the sentry post in the distance.

"Tony, Mr. Yang also has a private army?"

Ah Zha originally thought that he and his two brothers were a fighting force under Yang Jun, but he found that they were nothing at all and couldn't be considered a leader!
"Shut up, don't talk nonsense!"

Yang Jun was the first to board a Hummer. There was a three-kilometer road between the dock and the munitions factory, with three checkpoints in total. All of them were checkpoints with soldiers stopping and checking to prevent unidentified people from accidentally entering Giant Island.

"Jianjun, how many people are there on the island now?"

Wang Jianjun rarely smiled, only showing a hint of a smile when Yang Jun asked him a question.

"Besides our special operations brigade of one hundred people, there are several construction teams, with a total of two to three thousand people!"

"There are also 500 to 600 workers in the military factory!"

The construction teams are all affiliated with the Giant Group or the Huo Yingdong family. They are all trustworthy workers who cannot move around freely on the island and can only operate in fixed areas.

Yang Jun nodded, meaning that Giant Island was no longer uninhabited, but a private island with 3 people, equivalent to the size of a small village.

"Could we build a small airport to allow private planes to land?"

Yang Jun didn't want to have to travel long distances by boat every time he came to the island, and building an airport on the island would facilitate rapid support to the outside world.

Wang Jianjun took out a map and said to Yang Jun:
"This piece of land is relatively flat and can be developed into a small airfield, which can not only accommodate helicopters but also allow large transport aircraft to reach the island!"

Yang Jun nodded and patted Wang Jianjun on the shoulder.

"Alright, in addition to training soldiers and managing the military factory, you will also be responsible for construction tasks on the island."

Wang Jianjun said with a bitter face:
"Boss, I don't know how!"

"I will have professionals assist you. You just need to focus on construction, and I will continuously send over personnel and funds."

Wang Jianjun nodded. The boss had spoken, so even if it was like being forced into it, he had to do it!
The Hummer arrived at the military factory. Yang Jun led Dafei, Tony, and others into the factory's warehouse, while Wang Jianjun personally led a dozen soldiers to stand guard outside the factory.

Dafei looked around curiously, while the three Tony brothers obediently followed Yang Jun, no longer arrogant and domineering as before. Here, running around could really mean death!

The boxes were neatly arranged, and there were thousands of boxes in the warehouse, piled up like small mountains.

Dafei looked at all those boxes and asked a question out of curiosity.

"Brother Jun, what kind of goods are in here?"

They're acting all mysterious, hiding on a deserted island, surrounded by so many armed soldiers—you can tell they're not simple.

Yang Jun shrugged and said with a smile:

"Just open it and you'll see!"

Dafei randomly picked a box, opened it with a crowbar, and was stunned by what he saw inside!

Wow! These are all great things!

Dafei's eyes widened in disbelief. A dozen or so gleaming submachine guns lay in the wooden crate, exuding the smell of gun oil, and looked brand new!
Dafei picked up a submachine gun and began to play with it with great interest.

"An MP5 submachine gun? Holy crap! This is a genuine one!"

HK's anti-terrorism weapon is a favorite of special forces and police in various countries. It is suitable for close-range urban warfare in complex environments such as cities. Its performance is top-notch among submachine guns and it is standard equipment for anti-terrorism forces in various countries.

This is a really good thing; you can't even see it in Hong Kong. This is the first time Dafei has ever seen a gun like this.

Yang Jun said with a smile:

"They are all genuine products, produced under license from the Saint-Étienne Armory, and each one comes with a certificate."

Every gun produced on the system-rewarded gun production line is authorized, ensuring it is legal and compliant!
They can withstand scrutiny. Even if these guns enter the market, police investigations into their origin will show that they were produced by a military factory in Franz.

Don't ask whether it's reasonable or not, just say the system is awesome.

Dafei was shocked. He only sold a few Black Star pistols a month in Hong Kong, yet he was always smug and thought he was amazing.

"Wow! Black Widow? That's awesome!"

Dafei took out another M16 automatic rifle, making a satisfying "tsk tsk" sound.
Guns are a man's romance; what man doesn't love guns?
The M16 assault rifle is the standard issue weapon of the U.S. military. Although it is slightly less stable, it is absolutely top-notch in terms of accuracy.

"Brother Jun, how much stock do you have here?"

Dafei was very excited to see the mountains of goods piled up in the warehouse. These were not weapons, but countless riches!
We're rich! With this great product, we have no worries about selling it; it's very popular in the Golden Triangle.

"We have as much as you want, it just depends on how much you can eat!"

"Dafei, didn't you say you have connections in the Golden Triangle? You can sell my goods, and I'll give you a 20% commission. Selling ten million worth of goods a month, is that a problem?"

Yang Jun had hundreds of millions of yuan worth of goods stored in his warehouse. Considering that Da Fei was new to the industry, he proposed a monthly quota of ten million yuan.

Unfortunately, the sales representatives Ahua sent out were not performing well, and they had only sold a little over ten million yuan worth of goods in the past few months. The inventory was piling up, so Yang Jun had no choice but to consider getting more people to help him sell the goods.

Dafei's eyes lit up. Ten million a month, and he could get two million in commission. That was a huge sum of money. He could earn twenty million a year.

"No, no problem!"

Despite his uncertainty, Dafei's intense greed led him to grit his teeth and agree. It was two million, and he planned to use his connections in the Golden Triangle to get an introduction to the General once he returned.

Seeing the immense wealth, Ah Zha quickly stepped forward and interjected:

"Brother Jun, I have connections in the Middle East, I can help you sell your goods~"

Tony and Tiger were astonished. When had Ah Zha ever been to the Middle East? How come they didn't know?
Yang Jun turned to look at A Zha, a playful smile playing on his lips.

"Ah Zha, if you really have connections in the Middle East, there won't be any major troubles that could ruin the goods, right?"

Ah Zha, Tony, and the others blushed. They had cheated others before, essentially stealing goods from a big boss in Hong Kong.

Upon hearing this, A-Zha immediately patted his chest and guaranteed that he was absolutely loyal to Yang Jun!
"Brother Jun, I'm absolutely loyal to you. If you tell me to go east, I'll never go west!"

Yang Jun sneered inwardly, "If I couldn't see your loyalty rating of 75 above your head, I would have actually believed your nonsense!"

“Okay, I’ll also give you a quota of 1 million per month. We’ll pay you back after the sale is complete. Tony, this time you and Tiger will be in charge of transporting the goods. Zha will stay in Hong Kong!”

Yang Jun still trusted Tony and Ah Hu. Both of them had a loyalty rating of 80, and under normal circumstances, they wouldn't betray him.

After Yang Jun left, Tony whispered to Azha in the car:
"Brother, what connections do you have in the Middle East? Are you looking for death? How dare you try to scam Mr. Yang?"

Aja remained calm, raised an eyebrow, and said to Tony:
“Tony, this is a chance for the three of us brothers to make a name for ourselves in Brother Jun’s eyes. The Middle East is so chaotic, there’s bound to be a need for weapons. As long as we find a seller in the Middle East, we can hold our heads high in front of Mr. Yang in the future.”

"Tony, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, we must seize it!"

Tony breathed a sigh of relief. So that was his brother's plan; he'd given him quite a scare. However, to find clients in the Middle East, he and Tiger would still need to go; their older brother, Ah Zha, would stay in Hong Kong, out there dancing the glamorous dance hall!
"Brother, so that's what you were planning?"

Ah Zha's eyes darted around, and he chuckled:

"What do you think this is? You think I have multiple heads to swindle Mr. Yang?"

Yang Jun stayed on the island for two days. Ahua came over and asked Yang Jun:

"Boss, are Dafei and Tony reliable?"

Yang Jun walked to the window, looked at the desolate night view outside, and said with a smile:

"Whether they're up to par or not, we'll know in a month, won't we?"

Yang Juncai didn't care whether they were bragging or not. As long as you can sell the goods, I'll give you the qualification of an agent. Otherwise, I'll replace you. It's that simple!
Hong Kong, Dong Sheng Finance Company.

Cat found the company's boss, Sha Mengdeng, who was in his office sorting out accounts when he discovered that the company had suddenly lent out five million, bringing the entire company's operations to a standstill.

If the 500 million yuan is not recovered in time, the company will not be able to pay next month's salaries and will face the risk of bankruptcy.

"Boss, we found a debtor named Wang Qiang. Someone saw him at a mahjong parlor in Yau Ma Tei."

Sha Mengdeng immediately stood up and excitedly slapped the table.

"Let's go, gather the men immediately and go collect the debt!"

Although Wang Qiang only owed Dongsheng Finance Company 50,000 yuan, he was clearly in cahoots with those people. If they caught Wang Qiang, they could find out where the other bastards were hiding.

Sha Mengdeng was very excited. The five million had kept him up for several nights, and he had lost a lot of weight.
I've lost interest in women. Without money, I can't even afford to play with pretty young girls anymore, let alone older women.

Now there's finally news! My money is finally back, and I might even make a fortune in interest!
Five or six vans drove menacingly toward the mahjong parlor in Yau Ma Tei. The two guards at the entrance saw dozens of short, stocky men from Tung Sing rush into the mahjong parlor, but they didn't dare to report it!

Sha Mengdeng took the lead, while Maozai pointed to Wang Qiang in the crowd.

"Boss, that's him!"

However, Cat Boy discovered several more debtors and excitedly told Sandman Deng:
"Boss, Zhang Wei and Cheng Kun, those bastards, are here too. They really are a gang!"

Sha Mengdeng, leading a dozen or so henchmen, rushed up to Wang Qiang and said to him:

"Wang Qiang, you owe our company 10 yuan, totaling 25 yuan including principal and interest! Now we'll collect 15 yuan in interest first, so please pay it."

Wang Qiang scoffed, stood up, overturned the mahjong table, and roared:
"I borrowed it through my own abilities, why should I pay it back?"

Suddenly, more than a hundred people rushed out of the mahjong parlor and surrounded Sha Mengdeng and his group.

Sha Mengdeng's expression changed drastically. Something's not right with the plot.
It's not that debtors should be meek and subservient, begging for a few more days so that you can take the opportunity to cut off a piece of their flesh.

The Heavenly Stems have been turned upside down! The debtors have become arrogant instead.

You're so brazen about owing money, do you think you're something special?
"Wang Qiang, it's only right to pay back debts. You're not going to renege on your debt, are you?"

Wang Qiang rolled his eyes at Sha Mengdeng, looking at him like he was an idiot, and said:
“Sha Mengdeng, my name isn’t Wang Qiang, and I don’t owe you any money.”

"Do you even know that your Tung Sing has crossed the line? This is Wo Luen Shing's territory!"

Sha Mengdeng's face darkened. He had realized that these bastards were double-crossing him, treating him like a Japanese national and fleecing the loan sharks.

"Boss, they're bullying us too much! Let's fight them!"

Cat was furious. They had been tricked by the people from Wo Luen Shing. These people were deliberately trying to fleece them and had swindled Dong Sheng Company out of more than 500 million yuan.

"Fuck them!"

As soon as Sha Mengdeng made his move, one of the Wo Luen Shing henchmen, who was prepared in advance, took a stool and smashed it on Sha Mengdeng's head, knocking him to the ground.

The Tung Sing gang was outnumbered and was hacked to the ground by the horde of Wo Luen Shing underlings; they were on the verge of dying.

The sirens of police cars blared outside, and dozens of Hong Kong police officers rushed in, shouting at the short mule who was engaged in a shootout:
"Stop it, everyone! Squat down against the wall with your hands on your heads!"

The henchmen of Wo Luen Shing scattered, leaving only Tang and his group from Tung Sing Sha. Because they were injured and unable to escape, they were all arrested by the police.

Seeing Sha Mengdeng's disheveled appearance, Li Ying and Ma Jun immediately began to mock him:
"Isn't that Sha Mengdeng from Tung Sing? What a pathetic sight he looks like!"

Sha Mengdeng's face was covered in blood, and he looked miserable; he was too embarrassed to say it aloud.

"Inspector Li, I'm from a vulnerable group! I've been scammed by those bastards from Wo Luen Shing!"

Sha Mengdeng was devastated. He had come to collect his debts but was instead brutally beaten by the debtors. Who could he turn to for justice?

Li Ying chuckled upon hearing this. "You run a loan shark company, and you're telling me you're part of a vulnerable group?"
"Sha Meng Deng, tell me, how exactly did you get scammed by Wo Luen Shing? I'll be your judge!"

Sha Mengdeng was stunned. Looking at Li Ying, who seemed to enjoy watching the drama unfold, and Ma Jun, who was gossiping, he simply shut up.

If word got out that he had been ripped off by Wo Luen Shing so badly, how could he possibly survive in the underworld?
"It's nothing! This is a personal matter between me and Wo Luen Shing, no need for you officers to worry about it."

Li Ying sneered and gave orders to his officers.
"Arrest them all and detain them for 24 hours!"

Sha Mengdeng must be incredibly frustrated. Not only was he scammed, but he was also beaten up, locked up for 24 hours, and had to pay bail!

The already struggling family is now facing even greater hardship!

Watching Sha Mengdeng and the others being put into the police car, Li Ying said to Ma Jun:

“Sha Mengdeng offended Mr. Yang, he’s practically asking for death. Mr. Yang could easily kill Sha Mengdeng with a flick of his finger.”

Ma Jun was taken aback upon hearing this, and said with wide eyes:

"You mean Sha Mengdeng got screwed over by Handsome Jun, which is why he's in such a bad situation?"

Ma Jun is Chen Guozhong's successor and is also an inspector in the West Kowloon Regional Headquarters, serving under Superintendent Li Ying.

Ma Jun is a man who hates evil and is inflexible and single-minded. He often injures criminals during investigations and is frequently reported to the police station.

Li Ying frowned and solemnly said to Ma Jun:

"You should call him Mr. Yang. There are some people you can't afford to offend. Use your brain!"

Ma Jun looked unconvinced. He had long heard that Yang Jun had started his career in the underworld and had a dirty background!

“Mr. Lee, I don’t care about Mr. Yang or Mr. Lee. Whoever breaks the law, I’ll arrest them!”

Li Ying shook his head. This kid is hopeless. Just don't drag him down with you.

(End of this chapter)