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

Chapter 211, Section 210: I'm not an assassin, I'm really a reporter!

Yang Jun looked at Zhao Yazhi's face, which seemed much more haggard than before, and asked:

"Miss Zhao, do you need any help?"

These past few days, although Zhao Yazhi has moved to the company dormitory, she hasn't started work, mainly because she's busy with divorce matters.

The main conflict is over property division and child custody; Huang Dawei is fighting with Zhao Yazhi for custody of the children.

Having gone through a divorce, Zhao Yazhi was in a bad mood these past few days. Upon hearing Yang Jun's words, she could no longer hold back.

Even with her strong will, Zhao Yazhi was still just a woman. Her eyes reddened, and she threw herself into Yang Jun's arms and cried.

A delicate fragrance wafted into the air, and Yang Jun wrapped his arms around Zhao Yazhi's waist, holding her slender waist tightly!
Zhao Yazhi has a great figure. Before becoming an actress, she was a flight attendant and later became the fourth runner-up in the Miss Hong Kong pageant hosted by TVB. Her looks are absolutely stunning!
Yang Jun gently stroked Zhao Yazhi's beautiful back, slowly comforting her.

"Miss Zhao, if you need any help, please don't hesitate to ask!"

After venting for a few minutes, Zhao Yazhi felt embarrassed and got up, taking out tissues from her bag.

"I'm so sorry, Mr. Yang, you must have found this amusing!"

Zhao Yazhi had been crying so hard that she had soaked Yang Jun's pants, so she took a tissue to wipe them.

However, there's one awkward spot that's impossible to reach.

Zhao Yazhi knew that Yang Jun would be attending a formal meeting later, so she said to him:
"Mr. Yang, come to my dorm, I'll give you a blowjob~"

"Blow it?" Yang Jun's heart skipped a beat, and he looked into Zhao Yazhi's beautiful big eyes.

What a beautiful young woman! Yang Jun hasn't tried her yet, and he doesn't know how she compares to a teenage girl.
Zhao Yazhi's face flushed red instantly, and she quickly explained to Yang Jun:

I meant to blow it with a hairdryer, not that kind of blow!

Yang Jun shrugged and teased:
"I didn't mean anything by it, you're the one who misunderstood!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yazhi wished she could disappear into a hole in the ground. Why did she have to be so talkative?

"Fine, I'm not in a rush anyway!"

Yang Jun agreed, and the two entered the company dormitory, with Da Dong leading four bodyguards closely following behind.

Upon reaching the dormitory entrance, Yang Jun said to Da Dong:

"You all stay at the door and don't need to come in!"

Da Dong raised an eyebrow and grinned at Yang Jun:
"Got it, boss!"

Yang Jun smiled wryly. Da Dong had misunderstood again. Did he think he was the kind of person who would take advantage of someone in distress?
This is a very profound question; even Yang Jun himself doesn't know the answer.

This was Yang Jun's first time visiting the girls' dormitory. The company's dormitory was a single room, but it was not very big, only about 20 square meters.

One bedroom and one living room, with a bathroom and a place to cook.

It would be too crowded for a family to live in, but it would be barely acceptable for one person.

Land prices in Hong Kong are extremely high, and many companies are willing to pay for dormitory accommodations for their employees, but TVB does not offer such benefits.

Zhao Yazhi changed into slippers, turned her head, and said shyly:

"Sorry, we don't have men's slippers!"

Yang Jun waved his hand to indicate that he didn't care, and said to Zhao Yazhi:

"It's alright! I'm not that delicate. I also come from a poor family."

Zhao Yazhi's heart skipped a beat, and she remembered that Yang Jun had also started from scratch and became the richest Chinese person before he was even 20 or 30.

Mr. Yang is much younger than me; is he my younger brother?

"Mr. Yang, you started from scratch, which is truly admirable. This is the first time I've ever met such a young super-rich person!"

"Miss He is so lucky to marry a man as outstanding as Mr. Yang!"

Zhao Yazhi's breath was as fragrant as orchids, which pleased Yang Jun.

Zhao Yazhi took out a hair dryer and told Yang Jun to dry his pants himself. Yang Jun plugged in the hair dryer and dried his pants.

Yang Jun sat on the sofa, watching Zhao Yazhi go to pour coffee and busy herself with other tasks.

"Okay, I'll go first!"

Zhao Yazhi's heart skipped a beat, and her expression became somewhat complicated. She hoped that Yang Jun would sit for a while longer.

Because Yang Jun's presence gives her a sense of security, her heart is already imprinted with Yang Jun's image.

Yang Jun noticed Zhao Yazhi's subtle change, chuckled mischievously, and said to Zhao Yazhi:

"You don't want me to leave?"

Yang Jun took Zhao Yazhi's hand. Zhao Yazhi blinked her big eyes, feeling very flustered.

"Well, no, not exactly."

Yang Jun sensed Zhao Yazhi's feelings, and considering her status as a young married woman, he could no longer restrain himself.

Moral bottom line? Sorry, Yang Jun really doesn't have one!

Zhao Yazhi is such a stunning beauty, which cadre could resist such temptation?

Yang Jun put his arm around Zhao Yazhi's waist and ripped off her cheongsam.

"Woo."

Zhao Yazhi wanted to say something, but Yang Jun silenced her with a kiss.

Outside the company dormitory, two furtive figures lurked inside a car, looking towards the dormitory.

"Brother Zhang, we're so lucky! We've found a huge news story!"

Liu Xiaoqiang is an intern reporter who has only been working for a month. During this month, he has been running around Hong Kong, chasing after Hong Kong celebrities.

I thought I'd come up empty-handed again today, but to my surprise, I found a big exclusive news story.

Zhang Bing is a veteran journalist who works as a writer for an entertainment newspaper and occasionally mentors new employees at the company.

"Damn! This is exclusive! I never thought Zhao Yazhi really had an affair with Mr. Yang? These rich guys really just play around with female celebrities like that!"

“But we’re rich! As long as we get photos of the two of them, we can get at least a reward of 10 yuan.”

Zhang Bing was both surprised and delighted. Zhao Yazhi was his idol, and he never expected that the elegant and graceful goddess on TV would have a relationship with Mr. Yang in private.

One is a wildly popular female celebrity, and the other is the richest Chinese person in Hong Kong.

If this news is released, it will definitely cause a sensation in Hong Kong's entertainment industry. Coupled with the recent high-profile divorce case of Zhao Yazhi, it will absolutely generate a huge buzz.

Zhang Bing held his breath and said to the intern reporter:
"Mr. Yang is not someone to be trifled with. Wait a minute, let's secretly take a close-up photo, but please don't use the flash."

Zhang Bing had spent a considerable amount of time at the entertainment newspaper, so he had heard many tales about Yang Jun.

Liu Xiaoqiang looked puzzled and said to Zhang Bing:
"Brother Zhang, didn't you say that Hong Kong is a place of freedom of speech, and that we reporters have nothing to fear from anyone!"

Liu Xiaoqiang joined the journalism profession because it's a prestigious field; whether it's triad members or police officers, everyone gives journalists face!
Zhang Bing slapped Liu Xiaoqiang on the head and cursed disdainfully:
"You know nothing! Some people are not for us reporters to mess with, especially those super tycoons!"

"Keep a low profile and don't let them find out!"

After waiting for two and a half hours, Yang Jun and Zhao Yazhi finally came out one after the other, looking very intimate.

Zhang Bing's eyes lit up, and he was about to take a picture when he realized that the distance was too far, so he could only wait until Yang Jun and Zhao Yazhi got closer before taking the picture.

"Closer! Oh no! I can't wait any longer!"

Zhang Bing pressed the camera button in time, snapped a picture of the two of them, and then took several more pictures in succession, finally managing to make out the people clearly.

click!
Suddenly, Zhang Bing saw a flash of white light. He turned his head and saw that Liu Xiaoqiang, that idiot, hadn't turned off the flash.

"Fuck your mother! What are you doing taking pictures? You didn't even turn off the flash!"

Liu Xiaoqiang was taken aback by the scolding, and said defiantly:

"Sir, we're inside the car, so we can't be seen from the outside."

Liu Xiaoqiang was perfectly justified. The two were several meters apart, so even if there was a flash, the other party wouldn't notice.

However, before Liu Xiaoqiang could finish speaking, Yang Jun ordered his bodyguards to surround them. "That car is suspicious, arrest them!"

Yang Jun was very sensitive to danger. When the flash went off, he realized there was something wrong with the car, so he immediately had Da Dong lead a dozen or so men in suits to surround it.

When Zhang Bing saw more than a dozen bodyguards surrounding them, he immediately drove Liu Xiaoqiang to get the car.

"Drive! What are you standing there for?"

Liu Xiaoqiang pointed ahead, his eyes filled with terror, too frightened to speak.

"Master, they...they have guns!"

Zhang Bing turned his head and was dumbfounded. He saw four bodyguards in black standing in front of the car, each holding a pistol, the dark muzzle pointed at him. Liu Xiaoqiang didn't dare to move.

"Get down~"

Da Dong led four bodyguards and rushed up, forcibly opened the car door, and pulled the two people out.

Da Dong punched Liu Bing in the stomach and asked viciously:

"Tell me, who sent someone to assassinate Mr. Yang?"

What? Assassinate Mr. Yang?
Zhang Bingren was dumbfounded. What the hell? They were just reporters; no one had sent him!
"Stop hitting us! We're journalists, this is my press pass!"

"I was just taking a few photos, I'm not a killer!"

Zhang Bing hurriedly took out his press card and showed it to Da Dong, as the press card could prove their identities.

Zhang Bing was on the verge of tears. He had only taken a few photos; how could he have been mistaken for an assassin?

Da Dong examined the press pass carefully but couldn't discern anything special. He coldly said:

"Your journalistic persona is just a facade; you're actually professional killers!"

"Hit me!"

Zhang Bing was punched hard in the stomach and lay on the ground unable to get up; his face had turned a liverish color.

Da Dong also sensed something was wrong; it really did seem like a reporter!

Yang Jun frowned and looked at Da Dong as he turned to look at him.

"Get the camera back, and get the film!"

Yang Jun had already figured it out; the two young men were indeed reporters, staking out the place to take photos of Zhao Yazhi, and they had very likely already taken photos of him and Zhao Yazhi.

Seeing their miserable state, Zhao Yazhi said worriedly:
"Mr. Yang, will this cause any trouble?"

Yang Jun put his arm around Zhao Yazhi's waist and said with a smile:

"Keep calling me Mr. Yang, but just call me Ah Jun in private."

"Da Dong will handle this, it's fine! If the photos get published in the newspaper, it could be very bad for your divorce case."

Zhao Yazhi nodded repeatedly. If her affair with Yang Jun were to be reported in the newspapers, it would confirm that Zhao Yazhi had cheated on him, which would be very detrimental to the divorce case.

In divorce cases, the party who commits adultery has a very high probability of losing the case.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yazhi ignored it and got into the car with the bodyguard.

Yang Jun stayed behind and finished dealing with the matter.

Zhang Bing's camera was stolen. Da Dong took out the film from the camera and burned it with a lighter.

Zhang Bing was heartbroken; he had worked so hard for so long, and yet he had been beaten up.

It's all because of that idiot Liu Xiaoqiang. It's really not worth it to come with that idiot.

Yang Jun glanced at the two of them and asked calmly:
"Which newspaper do they work for?"

Hong Kong's media industry is not large, and part of it belongs to Yang Jun's Giant Media Group. These two people are so bold, they must be from a newly established newspaper, which is why they are so ignorant and dare to expose their own privacy.

Da Dong, holding the two men's press passes, said to Yang Jun:

"It's from Pineapple Weekly, founded by foreigners."

Pineapple Weekly is Hong Kong's entertainment weekly, and these two are Hong Kong's paparazzi!
"Let us go! We're journalists, we're calling the police right now!"

"You know you're breaking the law by assaulting someone in the street."

Liu Xiaoqiang, this young man, was kicked by Da Dong earlier, and his stomach was still aching.

Yang Jun confiscated the camera and burned the film.

Liu Xiaoqiang immediately became anxious. This was his hope of becoming a full-time employee, and it was extremely difficult for an intern reporter to become a full-time employee.

"Shut up! Liu Xiaoqiang, you idiot!"

Master Zhang Bing was almost driven mad with anger and started cursing at Liu Xiaoqiang.

"Master, what are you afraid of? We are journalists, brave warriors who dare to expose the truth!"

Liu Xiaoqiang, with the fearlessness of a newborn calf, showed utter disdain for his master's bullying of the weak and fear of the strong.

If you're so afraid of dying, why be a journalist?
Yang Jun laughed and said to Liu Xiaoqiang:

"Oh! You're going to call the police?"

"Da Dong, give him a big red envelope and treat him well!"

Yang Jun chuckled mischievously, then got into his car without looking back and drove off, leaving Da Dong to handle the situation.

Da Dong took out two large red envelopes and handed them to Liu Xiaoqiang.

Liu Xiaoqiang was stunned for a moment. He only thought of giving a red envelope now. It was too late!

"Hmph! Don't think you can get away with this by giving me a red envelope. I'll definitely sue you and have the police arrest you!"

Zhang Bing was also dumbfounded. Was Mr. Yang really that easy to talk to, even giving him a red envelope in exchange for telling him not to call the police?

Da Dong grinned maliciously and patted Liu Xiaoqiang on the shoulder.

"You've misunderstood. This is for your medical expenses. Give it a good beating!"

Liu Xiaoqiang was dumbfounded! He was knocked to the ground by a thug in a suit with a single punch, and before he could even get up, he was kicked to the ground!
"Ahhh! Master, save me~"

Liu Xiaoqiang was surrounded and brutally beaten by a group of people, his cries were extremely pitiful.

Zhang Bing squatted on the ground, covering his head with his hands, but no one came to hit him.

Da Dong walked over and asked Zhang Bing:
You're not going to call the police, are you?

Zhang Bing shook his head repeatedly; his apprentice was still screaming in agony!
Da Dong nodded, patted him on the shoulder, and smiled:

“It’s okay if you call the police, but your family will be in trouble. This money is for your medical expenses. Take this silly boy to the hospital.”

Da Dong used a combination of coaxing and threats to completely subdue Zhang Bing.

"Brother, I know!"

Zhang Bing secretly vowed that he would never bring that bastard Liu Xiaoqiang out of the house, even if it meant his own death, until he got him to the hospital.

He applied to operate alone and refused to bring any newcomers, because he really couldn't carry his incompetent teammates!
Zhang Bing helped Liu Xiaoqiang, whose face was bruised and swollen, to his feet, and the two went to the nearest hospital together.

Coincidentally, Zhang Bing and his companion went to the Hong Kong Sanatorium & Hospital, a private hospital under Yang Jun's control.

Yang Jun was sitting in the car when he received a call from his advisor, Su.

"Brother Jun, let me give you an update on the current status of Miss Zhang's divorce case!"

"The current situation is very unfavorable for Ms. Zhao. She is likely to lose the case and lose custody of her son."

Yang Jun frowned. If Zhao Yazhi continued to fight lawsuits, she would not be able to continue filming TV dramas.

"any idea?"

"Unless evidence of her husband's infidelity is found!"

(End of this chapter)