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

Chapter 197, Section 196: The Restless Second Son of the Ding Family!

Dizang was a little flattered. He knew that even the top dog of Wo Luen Shing was not qualified to get into Yang Jun's car.

After getting into the car, Dizang found that the back seat of the Rolls-Royce was spacious and comfortable, and it would not be crowded even if 5-6 people sat in it. Yang Jun opened the refrigerator and took out a bottle of champagne.

"Try a 82 Lafite; it's rich, sweet, and flavorful."

Yang Jun personally opened a bottle of Lafite, poured it into two clear stemmed glasses, and said to Dizang with a smile:
"Dizang, the business of the Central branch will be handed over to you from now on. What kind of business do you plan to do?"

The Central branch of Dizang Temple used to be the territory of the Chung Ching Society, which owned three bars, the right to manage a nightclub, and a street.

Central is mostly comprised of people in the finance and banking industries, as well as Asian branches of multinational corporations. They are all well-dressed, successful individuals, and have little to do with the industries of a short, stocky man.

Central is also the area with the fewest petty criminals and the strictest public security, so there isn't much fertile ground for a shorty to grow up in!
If you rely on the management rights of bars and nightclubs in your territory, you might not even be able to support your own underlings, let alone grow and become a big and powerful business!
Upon hearing this, Dizang knew that Yang Jun intended to test him, to see if he was suitable to be the head of the branch, and whether he could manage a branch without Yu Shuntian's assistance.

In reality, a branch office is like a company branch, and the person in charge of the branch office is also the manager of the company branch. If the performance is good, the branch boss will earn more.

If your performance is poor, your underlings will look down on you and jump ship to other companies to make a living. In this world, money is everything. Loyalty isn't about getting together and shouting slogans; it's about helping them earn money and support their families.

Ksitigarbha had also considered this issue and taken into account the production environment in Central, so he said to Yang Jun:

"Boss, I want to open a mahjong parlor, but I don't have enough capital!"

Opening a mahjong parlor is a great business! Yang Jun nodded. Opening a mahjong parlor in Hong Kong is a sure thing. The neighbors in Hong Kong like to play a few rounds after get off work, and the stakes are not high, maybe just a few hundred dollars.

This also falls under the gambling industry. Horse racing and mahjong parlors are characteristic industries of Hong Kong, with a very high penetration rate, and are traditional industries of triads!
"The mahjong parlor looks good. Do you have any connections to get a license?"

Yang Jun picked up the glass of red wine and drank it all in one gulp. The mahjong parlor business was good, but it was very difficult to get a license. After all, it was a special industry. It was just a small stall on the street, and you could get a license as long as you paid money.

There are no special connections to running a mahjong parlor. In 1956, the Hong Kong government issued 144 licenses, which happens to match the number of tiles in a mahjong set.

"Boss, I've already reached an agreement with Han Bin to open a mahjong parlor in Central. We'll split the profits 50/50, and the license will be registered under his company's mahjong parlor."

Ksitigarbha had done a lot of research and explained his business strategy in detail: he was going to open a mahjong parlor with Han Bin, but they were still lacking some capital.

Yang Jun, with his legs crossed, nodded and said:
"If you lead your brothers onto the right path, as the boss, I will definitely support your work!"

"If you don't have enough money, you can borrow from my finance company without paying interest."

Yang Jun runs a finance company and usually lends money to his subordinates without charging interest. If someone urgently needs money, as long as the reason is sufficient, they can borrow a sum of money quickly.

This action was highly praised by the Wo Luen Shing brothers. Everyone has times of emergency, but when you urgently need money, no one is willing to lend it to you.

Upon hearing that the big shot was willing to lend him money to open a mahjong parlor, Dizang's eyes turned red with excitement. With the capital issue resolved, as long as he managed the business diligently, his life would gradually improve.

"Thank you so much! I'll definitely pay you back as soon as I make my money!"

"No rush, you can pay me back when you have the money."

Yang Jun didn't care about a pittance; it was all charity anyway. As long as the gangs below led their brothers on the right path, this little bit of money was nothing.

Ksitigarbha was moved. These days, it's rare to see such a loyal and righteous boss. Most bosses exploit their underlings, making empty promises and sending them to fight for them while they sit in their air-conditioned offices.

Lending money to his underling to start a business? How could that be? Even if he had money to hire prostitutes, he wouldn't lend money to his underling.

After finishing their business, Yang Jun continued chatting with Dizang about everyday matters, and asked with a smile:

Do you have a girlfriend?

Ksitigarbha raised an eyebrow and said jokingly:
"I don't have a girlfriend, but I change girls every day!"

Yang Jun's lips twitched. Another human walking cannon. There really aren't any good men in the gang!

It seems that a family-oriented good man like Feiji is an exception in the gang; most of them are like Luo Tianhong and Dizang, nightclub playboys.

"Hey kid, if you see someone suitable, just get married! I'll give you a big red envelope then!"

Yang Jun looked at Dizang's file and saw that he was already in his thirties and had been working in the gang for seven or eight years. He was several years older than Yang Jun.

Ksitigarbha nodded, feeling a warmth in his heart. However, in the world of martial arts, everyone fears implicating their families; how could he not be afraid? "Boss, people like us live hand to mouth. Wouldn't marriage just harm the other person?"

Yang Jun's face darkened, he slapped his handguard, and reprimanded her sternly and domineeringly:

“You’re my men, who dares to cause you trouble? A cop or some tough guy from some gang?”

"The club is not only a place to make money, but also your safe haven and a warm home!"

Ksitigarbha was stunned. He never expected that the boss cared so much about his brothers. He was so moved that he wanted to cry!

What a powerful statement! Who would dare to cause you trouble?

"Boss, I understand. I'll focus on helping the brothers find water and won't let you down."

Dizang changed his name several times, but in the Wo Luen Shing Society, he felt a different atmosphere. There was not so much infighting, and the big boss cared about the development of his subordinates. It was an atmosphere that he could not feel in other societies.

Most importantly, Wo Shing encourages ethical conduct and discourages shady dealings, which is the biggest difference between them and other companies.

However, is a club that doesn't engage in shady dealings still a club?
Yang Jun nodded, and the brothers below finally realized his good intentions. Getting the brothers to walk the right path was Yang Jun's goal.

An apartment in Yau Ma Tei, Hong Kong.

Zhang Ziwei sat on the sofa, watching the TV program, and asked his underling beside him:

"Has Duan Kun been found?"

The underling beside him shook his head and said to Zhang Ziwei:

"Brother, no! Duan Kun seems to have disappeared in Hong Kong!"

Disappeared? Zhang Ziwei was completely bewildered. How could Duan Kun have suddenly disappeared?

He used Duan Kun to lure out the Eight-Faced Buddha. Now that Duan Kun is no longer of any use, he plans to get rid of this troublesome fellow.

Unexpectedly, Duan Kun's sudden disappearance made him panic.

Could it be that Duan Kun was captured by the Eight-Faced Buddha and silenced beforehand? If so, I have already been exposed.

Zhang Ziwei infiltrated Bamianfo's inner circle to seek revenge, as Duan Kun intercepted Bamianfo's goods and also killed his son.

All of this was Zhang Ziwei's plan, aimed at luring out the Eight-Faced Buddha and bringing him to Hong Kong to be eliminated.

"Investigate! Investigate who Duan Kun last contacted. We need to see them alive or dead."

"yes, Sir!"

Zhang Ziwei's men went out the door and inquired about Duan Kun's whereabouts on the street. Eight-Faced Buddha already knew that Duan Kun had committed murder and robbery, and this time he sent Zhang Ziwei to Hong Kong to eliminate Duan Kun.

If Zhang Ziwei couldn't find Duan Kun, then Zhang Ziwei had to come to Hong Kong in advance to kill him and silence him.

Meanwhile, the Ding brothers lived a life of hiding and running. When the eldest brother, Ding Xiaoxie, returned to their hiding place, he discovered that his second brother, Ding Yixie, was not there. Enraged, he roared:

"Didn't we tell you not to go out? Now the cops are looking for us everywhere!"

"Where did Yi Xie go? Did he go out to find another woman?"

The third brother, Ding Wangxie, frowned and complained to the eldest brother, Ding Xiaoxie:

"My second brother's temper is getting more and more violent. He smashes things every day. I'm afraid he'll go crazy if I don't let him go out!"

Ding Wangxie was speechless. Originally, Ding Yixie was a very lecherous man, but after his manhood was destroyed, his personality became even more violent and irritable.

"Damn it! You're going to kill him! Dad's about to come out! We can escape to Taiwan together."

Ding Xiaoxie dialed the number of his second brother, but no one answered the mobile phone or the pager!
Mong Kok, Hong Kong.

Ding Yixie hid on a piece of bread, smoking, watching the pretty girls in short skirts passing by on the street. He felt a strong urge to commit a crime, but that didn't stop him from admiring women!
(End of this chapter)