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

Chapter 139, 138. Brother-in-law Fang Zhanbo? I'll beat you up every time I see you!
Huo Yingdong has been overjoyed these past two days, going around boasting about his investment acumen, and even making sarcastic remarks to Huo Ting:

"Ah Ting, look at this! In just three days, he's earned over 3 million Hong Kong dollars!"

"Thanks to Ah Jun, our Huo family has earned more than 3 million in cash and is now back at its peak!"

Previously, the Huo family was targeted by foreigners in Hong Kong, and their assets in Hong Kong gradually fell behind the four major families, resulting in a significant reduction in their wealth!

After investing with Yang Jun, the Huo family's cash flow returned, allowing them to invest in more projects and their assets soared.

Huo Ting was scolded mercilessly by his father, but he couldn't argue back. Yang Jun was just too amazing!
As expected, experience matters. Huo Ting still has a lot to learn when it comes to judging people.

Huo Yingdong picked up the phone, about to call Yang Jun to express his gratitude.

"Ah Jun, thank you so much! You've helped me make a fortune!"

“How much money do you make?”

"What? HK$75 billion!"

Huo Yingdong was also shocked. What did HK$75 billion mean? The entire Huo family's assets were only over HK$3 billion. Yang Jun had earned twice the amount of the Huo family?
Huo Yingdong immediately felt that 3 million was no longer appealing; he still didn't have enough capital and couldn't keep up with Ah Jun's pace.

"Mr. Huo, I have already cashed out all my futures contracts."

"You'd better cash out and sell your futures to get the money!"

Upon hearing this, Huo Yingdong exclaimed, "That's right! It's best to secure your profits. Stocks and futures are just numbers; if you don't sell, they're not really your money."

"Okay, I'll do as you say, I'll sell it right away!"

After hanging up the phone, Huo Yingdong immediately notified Huo Ting to sell the futures. Huo Yingdong listened to Yang Jun's advice.

Heed the advice and eat enough!
At the same time, Yang Jun also called Bao Chuanwang and told him that he had sold the futures.

Whether or not the shipping magnate listens is not Yang Jun's concern.

Yang Jun hung up the phone and realized that Ruan Mei hadn't come to work today. What happened?

Just then, Ahua walked in from the door and said to Yang Jun:

"Brother Jun, Miss Ruan is being harassed and is currently at the Happy Valley Racecourse."

Happy Valley? Isn't that where you bet on horse races?

Ruan Mei never bets on horses, so why would she go to Happy Valley?
Given Ruan Mei's stingy nature, it's impossible for her to make money by betting on horse races!

"Let's go take a look!"

The Hong Kong Jockey Club is a legal gambling venue and a non-profit club organization. It holds a prestigious position in Hong Kong, and the foreigners in the club are all wealthy and powerful, as are many wealthy Chinese. Celebrities are also horse owners of the club.

Although Yang Jun wasn't very interested in horse racing, he was one of the horse owners at the Jockey Club. However, he rarely came to the Jockey Club. His two horses were entrusted to a caretaker.

"Mr. Yang, I have prepared a VIP room for you. Please follow me!"

When Yang Jun's Rolls-Royce stopped at the entrance of the racecourse, a young Englishman eagerly ran over, wanting to lead Yang Jun to the VIP room.

Ah Zha got excited and curiously looked around behind Yang Jun. He had never seen a horse race in the VIP room before.
"No need, I'm here to find someone."

Yang Jun asked Ahua:
"Take me to Ruan Mei!"

Ahua led Yang Jun and his group into the racetrack stands, where everyone was shouting hysterically.

"Number Five, go for it! Chase after them!"

"Aaaaaah! My number one is doomed, it's at the bottom!"

"Damn, are you kidding me? My legs are going weak!"

After a horse race, most horse racing fans were cursing and swearing, while only a few fans who had bet on the winning horse celebrated wildly.

"I told you to stop gambling a long time ago, and now you've lost all my savings!"

"I won't lend you any more money. So all you meant by making money was betting on horse races, and betting such big!"

Ruan Mei was on the verge of tears. She had naively trusted her neighbor Fang Zhanbo and lent him money to start a business, only to have that scoundrel Fang Zhanbo use it all to gamble on horse races.

"Little Jew, trust me one more time, we'll definitely win this time!"

Fang Zhanbo's eyes were bloodshot. He threw away the lottery ticket in his hand and pleaded with Xiao Youyi while holding his hand.

"Little Jew, lend me another 500 yuan, I'm sure I can win this time!"

"I've been studying this for months, and I'm sure this horse will run out!"

The young Jewish girl grew anxious. She angrily shook off Fang Zhanbo's hand and said coldly:

"I already have a boyfriend, so don't contact me anymore!"

"What?!" Fang Zhanbo was startled, his face darkening. He said to Ruan Mei:

"When did you get a boyfriend? You..."

Fang Zhanbo had long harbored feelings for this girl next door, but he never expected that Ruan Mei had a boyfriend. It was like a bolt from the blue!
Ruan Mei suddenly saw Yang Jun walking towards her, and her heart leaped with joy. She immediately ran over and hugged Yang Jun.

"Who is he?"

Yang Jun pointed at the dark-skinned and muscular Fang Zhanbo, saying, "This kid looks like a pork chop, and he still wants to spy on my little Jew?"
Ruan Mei hurriedly explained to Yang Jun:

“Brother Jun, he’s just my neighbor. He borrowed five thousand yuan from me and still hasn’t paid me back. We’re creditor and debtor!”

Ruan Mei knew that Yang Jun was rather chauvinistic, so she hurriedly explained, afraid that Yang Jun would misunderstand!
Yang Jun certainly wouldn't misunderstand. He had just stamped his mark on Ruan Mei's body. Once a girl like that has decided on a man, she will follow him wholeheartedly to the end.

Who is this Fang Zhanbo? He's trying to steal my woman!

Ah Zha was very good at reading people's expressions. Seeing that the boss was unhappy, she kicked Fang Zhanbo in the stomach, sending him tumbling down the next step.

"Fuck your mother! What kind of man are you? Borrowing money from a woman is one thing, but you don't even pay it back!"

Ah Zha rushed up and started punching and kicking Fang Zhanbo, while four of his henchmen also swarmed in and kicked Fang Zhanbo in the face.

"Ahhh~ Stop hitting me!"

"Stop hitting me! I'm calling the police if you keep hitting me! The gangsters are beating people up!"

Fang Zhanbo couldn't stand up, but he had a foul mouth and kept yelling for the police.

Yang Jun did not stop A Zha, but simply put his arm around Ruan Mei and left first.

Ruan Mei looked at Fang Zhanbo who had been beaten, shook Yang Jun's arm, and was so anxious that she was about to cry.

"Brother Jun, tell them to stop fighting! If they keep fighting, someone will die!"

Yang Jun was speechless and asked irritably:

"This kid cheated you out of five thousand yuan, and you're still pleading for him?"

Ruan Mei, being kind-hearted, nodded and said:

"The Fang family are my neighbors. Fang Fang, Fang Ting, and Fang Min are all my good friends."

The Fang sisters? Yang Jun remembered that this dark-skinned and burly Fang Zhanbo was the protagonist of the Great Era, the brother of the Fang sisters.

Damn! My brother-in-law!
Even if you're my brother-in-law, you can't even look at my woman and you still owe her money? What's the difference between you and scum? If Fang Zhanbo didn't have the protagonist's halo, he would have been beaten to death by Ding Xie and his son long ago.

"Stop hitting! This is the horse racing club!"

Yang Jun spoke up to stop them, having already seen the Jockey Club's security personnel arrive, and told Azha and the others to stop.

Ah Zha kicked Fang Zhanbo hard in the head with his leather shoe, then reached out to stop his underlings. "Damn it! How can you be so cruel? The boss told you to stop hitting him, didn't you hear him?!"

The four underlings looked at each other, realizing that it was Brother Zha who had hit them the hardest just now. But there was nothing they could do; Brother Zha was now a favorite of Mr. Yang, and their two younger brothers, Tony and Ah Hu, were working in the Middle East. They could only smile and step aside.

Yang Jun pushed Ah Zha away and looked down at Fang Zhanbo coldly.

"You don't have to pay back the five thousand yuan. Don't come looking for Little Jew again, or I'll beat you up every time I see you!"

Fang Zhanbo wiped his mouth and said angrily:

"Just because you have money doesn't mean you can beat people up!"

"Little Jew, don't believe him, you won't be happy with him!"

Yang Jun laughed jokingly:
"You think I won't be happy with you? You think I'd be with a penniless scumbag like you, someone who has to borrow five hundred dollars from a woman? Get lost!"

Yang Jun and his group left triumphantly, leaving Fang Zhanbo squatting on the ground, his face swollen like a pig's head.

The horse racing club's security rushed over, and seeing Fang Zhanbo's miserable state, they could only say with concern:

"Sir, are you alright? Should we call an ambulance?"

Fang Zhanbo glanced at the security guard and said indignantly:
"No need, I don't have money to go to the hospital!"

Yang Jun left the horse racing club and took Ruan Mei back to her luxury apartment by car.

On the way back, Yang Jun didn't say a word and went straight to the sofa when he got back to the apartment.

Ruan Mei, dressed in a blue dress, sat silently beside Yang Jun, like a child who had made a mistake.

"Jun-ge, don't be angry! I was wrong!"

Ruan Mei shook Yang Jun's arm, begging for mercy pitifully!

Yang Jun patted Ruan Mei's shapely buttocks and teased her:
"You're something else! You got scammed out of five thousand yuan and didn't tell me?"

"It's so dangerous for someone to go to the Jockey Club alone to collect the debt!"

Ruan Mei was touched. It turned out that Yang Jun cared about her and came to the horse racing club to rescue her.

Although hitting someone is wrong, Jun-ge was standing up for me!

Giant Group.

Yang Jun was listening to the work reports from President Huo Baoning and Wang Xue. Yang Jun was sitting in the boss's chair, and opposite him were Huo Baoning and Wang Xue, who were standing ramrod straight.

“Boss, we have quietly acquired 20% of Cathay Pacific, 12% of Swire Pacific, and 15% of Swire Properties. It’s impossible to do this without alerting the Swire family; they’ve already noticed our actions!”

Yang Jun nodded. The acquisition plan was progressing smoothly. Yang Jun was already a director of various listed companies under Swire Group. However, there was still a long way to go before the acquisition could be completed.

"Baoning, how are things on your end?"

Yang Jun turned to look at Huo Baoning. Huo Baoning's task was to secretly contact the shareholders of Swire Group and acquire shares from them.

Huo Baoning shook his head and said with a heavy expression:

"It's not going very smoothly. The minority shareholders of Swire Group are all foreigners. They all want to make a fortune because they know we want to acquire Swire Group!"

"They immediately told John, the head of Swire Group, that they wanted to raise the price on the spot!"

Yang Jun frowned. Acquiring Swire Group was difficult because the Swire family, which held 35% of Swire's shares, had veto power.

To gain complete control of Swire Group, one would need a 51% controlling stake, which is virtually an impossible task!

Yang Jun tapped the table with his fingers and said to Huo Baoning:

"John, go talk to him."

"Okay, boss, I'll call him right away and make an appointment."

John was the taipan of Swire Group and a member of the Swire family, the largest shareholder of Swire Group. He was the biggest obstacle in Yang Jun's acquisition of Swire Group.

On the other side, at the headquarters of Swire Properties.

John was in a panic because many shareholders were calling him, saying that someone wanted to buy their shares at a 10% premium, which gave John a real scare.

With the prospects for Hong Kong just becoming clear, the Swire family had no intention of giving up the Hong Kong market. Their business in Hong Kong could bring them a huge fortune of HK$15 billion every year, and they would not allow anyone to interfere.

“Mr. John, we have found out that Giant Securities was the one behind the scenes acquiring our company’s shares.”

Peter, the manager of the securities department, presented a document to John, the company's head manager, to report on the investigation.

Giant Securities? John's eyes widened in shock, and he slammed his fist on the table in anger, shouting:
"Is that Yang Jun from the Giant Group? Fuck! It's that group of Chinese again!"

John was well aware that Giant Group had successfully acquired Hong Kong Electric Group a year ago, making it a powerful force in Hong Kong, and Yang Jun was the new richest man in Hong Kong.

“Boss, the shareholders are all English. As long as we offer the same price, I believe they won’t sell their shares to Chinese people!”

Peter, a securities department manager who had previously worked on Wall Street and was very experienced in dealing with these acquisitions, offered a suggestion.

John's eyes lit up. A great idea! He immediately called several major shareholders and a dozen or so others, promising them one by one:

“Smith, I am John from Swire. You must not sell the shares to Chinese people, yes, yes, do not sell them to anyone.”

“Whatever price the Giant Group offers, I'll offer the same price, plus an extra 20 as a thank-you fee for you.”

"We're friends, so it's settled!"

Smith, sitting opposite, was also very pleased; he was certainly willing to sell to the Englishman for the same price.

"Of course, John, we should teach them a lesson!"

John made several phone calls, and the other end of each call readily agreed, which made John very happy; the matter was settled!

Evening, at the Peninsula Hotel.

John arrived late and met Yang Jun in the private room.

"Mr. Yang, I'm sorry, I'm late!"

"It's okay, I just arrived too."

After exchanging a few polite words with John, John got down to business.

"Mr. Yang, I heard that your Giant Group bought shares in our company. You are now a director of Swire Group, so we will be colleagues from now on!"

Then, John said with ill intent:

"Thank you for driving up the share prices of Swire Pacific and Cathay Pacific, allowing me to make a fortune!"

Giant Securities' recent large-scale acquisitions have boosted the stock prices of companies like Swire Pacific and Cathay Pacific, with an increase of 5.6%. The Swire family, as major shareholders, has indeed benefited greatly.

Hearing this, Yang Jun wasn't angry. He simply said:

"Are you sure you can make a fortune? Sell me your 35% stake in Swire Pacific, and I'll buy it at a 10% premium. How about that?"

What? Dream on!
John angrily refused:
"Handsome Jun, Swire Group is a business owned by the Swire family. Don't even dream about it!"

Yang Jun shrugged and said coldly:

"So we can't reach an agreement. Let's go!"

Yang Jun, wearing sunglasses, left with a flourish, and Ahua followed him away.

(End of this chapter)