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

Chapter 158, Section 157: The Most Expensive Romantic Encounter in History – A Honey Trap?

George was in high spirits after leaving the Peninsula Hotel. He knew that his father had left him a large inheritance, the largest of which was his shares in Swire Group, worth HK$2 billion based on the company's current market value.

“Damn you, I have to thank you. It’s all thanks to you for leaving me such a huge inheritance.”

George walked out of the hotel, intending to hail a taxi. He planned to go to a nightclub and have some fun, calling up a dozen or so girls to show those poor bastards what true extravagance was!
Suddenly, a very beautiful and tall woman appeared in front of George and asked him:

"Sir, I am from Singapore. I would like to ask how to get to the Mandarin Oriental Hotel?"

George, seeing the woman's stunning figure, felt a surge of desire and quickly said with a smile:

"I'm also going to the Mandarin Oriental Hotel, how about I take you there?"

Damn! This is a romantic encounter! This woman looks like a respectable lady from a good family. It's much better than going to a nightclub to find an actress.

George speaks excellent Chinese, and the two hit it off very well.

The two got into a taxi, and George began to boast about his family background.

"I am the owner of Swire Group. I came to Hong Kong this time to inspect the Hong Kong market. Do you know Swire Group? It is one of the four major British-owned conglomerates in Hong Kong, with assets of more than 20 billion!"

The beautiful woman's eyes lit up, and she asked in surprise:
"Wow, Mr. George, you're so rich! It's an honor to meet you!"

George was smug. The reason he revealed his family background and wealth was to seduce women. Most of these Chinese women were gold diggers. As long as he showed a little bit of his strength, these women would wag their tails and rush to him.

"They've taken the bait?" George smiled and got out of the car with the beautiful woman in his arms.

The taxi driver looked at him with disdain. "Damn! I hate rich people."
But wasn't Swire Group acquired? This foreign devil is obviously bragging. Damn rich people, damn gold diggers!

George put his arm around the beautiful woman's waist and learned that she was the wife of a bank employee from Singapore, and that she had come to Hong Kong for tourism.

Or is she a married woman?

"Miss Zhao, I know Hong Kong very well, I can be your guide~"

George generously booked a presidential suite at the Mandarin Oriental and then brought Ms. Zhao to check in, both of them harboring their own ulterior motives.

Damn! This woman is really slutty. She's got good luck today, getting a top-tier jungler.

As soon as George entered the room, he started touching her inappropriately. Ms. Zhao pushed George away and said with a smile:

"Don't rush! I'm going to take a shower first~"

Although reluctant, George had no choice but to wait outside. To save time, he took off his clothes and lay on the bed while waiting.

As George watched Ms. Zhao enter the bathroom, he couldn't help but have impure thoughts.

The door was suddenly kicked open, startling George. Could it be a raid on prostitution?

A dozen or so tall, burly, tattooed, short men stormed into the room. The man in the lead had a scar on his face, making it clear that he was a gangster.

"Fuck your mother! You foreigner, how dare you steal my wife!"

The scarred man walked over, grabbed George's hair, dragged him off the bed, and without saying a word, slapped him across the face and then kicked him hard.

George was stunned by the beating. Seeing the tattooed men in front of him, he knew he had messed with a group of mafia members.

The Hong Kong mafia is terrifying; murder and arson are commonplace for them. He had heard a lot about them when he was in Hong Kong, but he never expected to encounter them today.

"Hey guys, there must be some mistake! I didn't steal your wife!"

Although George is a womanizer, he knows who he can mess with and who he can't.
In the bathroom, Ms. Zhao was dragged out by the hair by the scarred man. The scarred man slapped Ms. Zhao across the face, cursing as he did so.
"You shameless slut, have you no shame? It's one thing to find a man, but to find a foreigner!"

Ms. Zhao was beaten black and blue, and could only plead desperately.

"It's not my fault. That foreigner seduced me. He said he was very rich!"

"He's the owner of Swire Group, worth over 10 billion, me, me, me."

The scarred man got even angrier and kicked Ms. Zhao.

"Gold digger, how could I have married a piece of trash like you?!"

George was on the verge of tears, and he shouted loudly:
"Didn't you say your husband was a bank employee? You've ruined my life."

The scarred man then noticed George and asked coldly:
"You bastard, I work as a debt collector for a finance company, or you could call me a bank employee."

"Tell me, how do you plan to resolve this?"

George was stunned for a long time, then suddenly had a flash of inspiration and said:

"You guys are setting me up! Damn it! You tricked me!"

George wasn't stupid. He realized that Ms. Zhao had taken the initiative to throw herself at him, and he had foolishly fallen for it. So, the clown was actually me?
Cheating you?

The scarred man grinned maliciously and stabbed George in the thigh.

"You slept with my wife, is it too much to ask you for a little money?"

George couldn't help but scream, a look of fear on his face.

"No, I haven't gone yet~"

Upon hearing this, the scarred man flew into a rage, pulled out his knife, and sneered:

"You damn foreigner, so you want to sleep with me? You deserve to die!"

George wailed in agony, forced to admit defeat, and said with a mournful face:
"How much do you want? I'll pay you!"

Rather than risk his own life, George chose to pay to avoid trouble. Even though it was a honey trap, he believed that only by escaping danger could he call the police to arrest them.

"You should have said that sooner! It hurts so much to have a knife stuck in your thigh!"

The scarred man laughed heartily, patted George's cheek, and teased him playfully.

George was on the verge of tears. He was the one in pain. He didn't know you guys were so ruthless, threatening to stab his thigh at the slightest disagreement. If you had stabbed his carotid artery, he would have been beyond saving.

"Fifty million Hong Kong dollars!"

The scarred man went straight for the exorbitant price, quoting an astronomical sum to George!
What? Fifty million Hong Kong dollars.

Your wife is so precious, I can find a celebrity for just a few hundred thousand, you're insane!

"Why don't you just rob someone? Fifty million, do you know how much that is?"

George was furious. Fifty million? He could hire countless girls at nightclubs and live a life of luxury without ever spending it all.

These bastards really dare to say such things, which infuriated George.

The scarred man realized that this foreigner still didn't understand the seriousness of the situation and was still shouting!

"Fuck your mother! Even if we rob you, are we going to treat you to dinner?"

"Take him away and chat with him somewhere else!" This is a five-star hotel, and the scarred man dared not linger here. His two men blocked George's way and then tied him up with ropes.

"Waaaaah, help!"

George was almost in tears. This wasn't a honey trap; it was a premeditated kidnapping.

I'm so unlucky. I thought it was a romantic encounter, but it turned out to be a huge trap waiting for me.

George was stuffed into a sack and then carried out of the hotel by two strong men. As for the hotel's security, the security guards on this floor had been transferred in advance and did not notice anything unusual. This was a premeditated honey trap kidnapping case.

An hour later, George was locked in a warehouse, his thigh bandaged.
"Have you thought it through? Are you willing to put up fifty million Hong Kong dollars?"

George looked dejected. He didn't have fifty million on him. Before his father died, his monthly allowance was only tens of thousands of dollars. Although it was much better than the average person, it didn't match his status as a top-tier rich second-generation.

At this time, George only had a few thousand dollars in his pocket, and even with the savings in his bank account, it wouldn't exceed fifty thousand dollars. He was living paycheck to paycheck!
Borrow money from his brother and stepmother? How could that be? Those two would love nothing more than to kill George; they'd be lucky if they didn't kick him while he was down.

"Big brother, I'm fine~"

"You're broke? Didn't you say you're the owner of Swire Group, worth over 10 billion? You're kidding me?"

The scarred man slapped George across the face and laid his cards on the table! "I kidnapped you because you sleep with women all the time!"

Despite his reluctance, George understood that these people were a group of desperados, and they wouldn't let him go without him paying a price. So he could only say that he needed a big brother.

“I only own a portion of the shares. I can sell the shares and then transfer the money to you.”

The scarred man was secretly pleased; the kid had finally taken the bait. However, he asked with a puzzled expression:

"You'll get fifty million just by selling the shares, you're not lying to me, are you?"

George quickly patted his chest and assured him that he would never try anything funny and only wanted to leave this place alive.

"My shares are definitely worth 5 million. Trust me, I can give you the money within a day!"

George had two teeth pulled, which made him speak with a slight lisp. He was in so much pain that he was grimacing, and he didn't want to stay there for another minute.

"Okay, I'll trust you this once~"

The scarred man handed George a cell phone, untied him from his ropes, and let him make the call.

George could only call Yang Jun, since Yang Jun had told him yesterday that he was willing to buy George's shares for HK$10 billion.

George grasped at this as if it were a lifeline, but the other party hung up on him the first time.

George:
Help! Answer the phone!

George finally got through to Yang Jun after making the third call.

“Mr. Yang, I want to sell my shares. When can you transfer the HK$20 billion?”

"George? 20 billion Hong Kong dollars? What 20 billion Hong Kong dollars?"

Yang Jun's words startled George, and he had no choice but to lower his demands.

"Mr. Yang, let's stick to yesterday's price of HK$10 billion and make the deal today!"

Yang Jun calmly said:
"One billion Hong Kong dollars? Sorry, that was yesterday's price. Today I'm only willing to offer 5 million."

What? They're only willing to offer 5 million?! This is unbelievable!
Only one day has passed, and there are only 500 million left. Isn't this taking advantage of someone's misfortune and kicking them when they're down?
The price was halved, and George felt like crying. Why couldn't he control his spending? Now he was in big trouble and was going to suffer a huge loss!

Yang Jun quoted HK$500 million because very few people in Hong Kong could come up with HK$500 million in a single day, and he was the only one who was most interested in Swire Group.

"Are you willing to sell? If not, I'm hanging up."

What goes around comes around! Yang Jun pretended to hang up the phone.

"No, no, no! I'll sell it!"

George, this spoiled brat, dared not wait any longer and immediately agreed. What if he lost this opportunity and the bandits lost patience and killed him?
Yang Jun's lips curled into a wicked smile. He had saved up a large sum of money and also acquired 12% of the shares of Swire Group.

"Okay, I'll send someone to sign the contract with you."

Yang Jun hung up the phone and said to Ahua with a smile:
"It's all settled. We'll send someone to sign the contract with George this afternoon."

This honey trap was orchestrated by Yang Jun, with the aim of seducing the lecherous George, who had his eye on Ms. Zhao, the top courtesan on Portland Street.

Yang Jun borrowed a play from Thirteen Sister to perform. One of the top courtesans saved Yang Jun 500 million yuan, so she can be considered a true courtesan!
"Boss, what should we do with George?"

Ahua's question was whether or not to kill him. Yang Jun, sitting on the sofa with a cigar in his mouth, exhaled a puff of smoke and said:
"No need. Keeping this kind of idiot around is more beneficial to us!"

John has two sons. This fool George poses no threat to Yang Jun; on the contrary, he can cause more trouble for his brother!
At this moment, Huo Baoning walked in from outside and knocked on Yang Jun's office door.

"Come in~"

Ah Hua, with his keen eye, walked out of the office, and Ruan Mei went out to pour tea for the two of them.

Huo Baoning's expression was not pleasant at all, and he said to Yang Jun:
"Boss, the auction results for Plot 3 in Admiralty are in. Hongkong Land won the bid for the plot at HK$18.5 billion."

Yang Jun frowned. This No. 3 plot of land is located on Harcourt Road, very close to Admiralty MTR station. Originally, Yang Jun had bid for it to build a landmark building as the new headquarters of the Giant Empire Group.

As the Giant Empire Group grows larger and larger, this building can no longer keep up with the development. For the sake of the group's growth, Yang Jun must build a true landmark building, the tallest building in Hong Kong.

"Where would Hongkong Land get so much money? Aren't they selling assets to pay off their debts?"

Yang Jun's Hong Kong Electric Group was acquired from Hongkong Land. Although Hongkong Land was the land king in Central, its cash flow was definitely not as good as that of Giant Empire Group.

"Boss, the Land Development Company has brought in the Mitsui Group, a conglomerate from the island nation. They plan to build a large shopping mall in Admiralty!"

Huo Baoning was also very worried. The Mitsui zaibatsu was one of the largest zaibatsu in the island nation, with a long history and abundant financial resources, much stronger than the Sonne Company.

At that time, in the 1980s, the richest people in the world were the people of this island nation. At the peak of the bubble economy, they were investing around the world with US dollars. Hong Kong, as the Pearl of the Orient and the largest trade transit port, was naturally favored by the island nation people.

"The Mitsui zaibatsu, the Japanese are in Hong Kong again?"

Yang Jun was very unhappy. In the past, the Japanese were just small-scale operations like setting up a Japanese restaurant, and Yang Jun wouldn't care. But now they had joined forces with the foreign devils, and they seemed to be coming on strong!

"Investigate this Mitsui zaibatsu and see how deeply it has infiltrated Hong Kong!"

The invasion of foreign forces always arouses the resentment of the local forces in Hong Kong. Hong Kong is small to begin with, with limited resources and only a few million people to be exploited. Why are you Japanese devils trying to get a share of the pie?

The money is still not enough! Although Yang Jun is the richest man in Hong Kong, he still lacks the financial resources compared to the four major conglomerates in Japan.

They should open a company in an island nation, exploit the local people, and create even greater wealth for themselves!

"Okay, boss!"

Huo Baoning knew that Yang Jun had a strong aversion to the Japanese and would definitely target the Mitsui conglomerate in the future.

(End of this chapter)