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

Chapter 213, Section 212: Rich people are so weird, they don't fit in at all!
On the yacht at sea, Huo Yingdong, Zheng Yutong, Li Zhaoji, and others were playing cards. When they saw Yang Jun approaching, they quickly greeted him:
"Hey Jun, wanna play a few rounds of Big Two?"

Even the super-rich need to have some fun. Besides playing golf, these tycoons also occasionally get together to play cards!
Especially Zheng Yutong and Liu Xiong, these two love playing cards the most, but they don't play for high stakes, it's just for fun!

"I'll pass, I'm not very good at it!"

Yang Jun casually remarked that he wasn't interested in playing cards. Although the newspapers called him the "King of Gambling on the High Seas," he didn't like gambling!

"You run a casino, don't you play cards?"

Huo Yingdong's lips twitched. Last time, Yang Jun also said he wasn't good at golf, but he ended up making several golf pros cry.

"Forget it, Ah Jun's here, let's not play anymore!"

Huo Yingdong had the card game put away, and seven or eight big shots sat together drinking tea and talking about the recent economy in Hong Kong.

The group's bodyguards surrounded the area and forced all the waiters off the ship to prevent them from eavesdropping on the big boss's conversation.

"Ah Jun, you've been acquiring land in Central lately, is there something big going on?"

There's only so much land in Central, so these Hong Kong tycoons can get wind of any slight movement.

Yang Jun looked at Zheng Yutong, who was speaking, and said with a smile:

"Uncle Tung, you're very well-informed! Yes! I'm acquiring land in Central."

"Can you transfer your plot of land at No. 6 Queen's Road Central to me? I'll offer HK$15 billion."

HK$15 billion was used to buy land, which could only buy a 5,000-square-meter plot in Central, making the price per unit extremely high.

Cheng Yu-tung's eyes lit up. He was very satisfied with the price. Although land prices in Central had risen considerably in the past year, Cheng Yu-tung was even more short of cash. He wanted to expand his business empire and planned to develop several more properties in Hong Kong.

Hong Kong's real estate market has been rising steadily since 1985, attracting more and more people to speculate on properties and land. In addition, a lot of international capital has entered Hong Kong, also wanting to get a share of the pie. Cheng Yu-tung also wanted to accelerate his pace.

"Okay! This price is not bad, I can sell it to you!"

Zheng Yutong plans to sell this piece of land, which will not only allow him to recover cash but also do Yang Jun a favor.

"Thanks!"

Yang Jun took a sip of tea, smiled, and extended his hand to shake hands with Zheng Yutong!
A HK$1.5 billion deal was settled in less than five minutes!
Huo Yingdong and the others looked at each other with envy. 1.5 billion in cash—among those present, apart from Li Ka-shing, no one else could easily produce such a sum.

Huo Yingdong asked with a smile:

"Jun, what are you doing with all that land in Central?"

Yang Jun shrugged, spread his hands, and smiled:
"Of course it's building a building. I plan to invest HK$5 billion to build a 108-story building in Central, with a foundation area of ​​10,000 square meters, 4 underground floors and 108 floors above ground, and a height of 449 meters, right on Queen's Road in Central."

After Yang Jun finished speaking, Huo Yingdong and the others were shocked. Such a huge investment, 50 billion Hong Kong dollars to build a building?

This is a concrete action demonstrating optimism about Hong Kong's future!

Zheng Yutong gave Yang Jun a thumbs up and said:
"Ah Jun, what a grand vision! Once completed, it will become a new landmark in Hong Kong, the tallest building in Hong Kong!"

Huo Yingdong and Hu Yingxiang exchanged a glance, both seeing astonishment in each other's eyes. Buildings like this aren't built on a whim; they require not only substantial financial backing but also a solid foundation in architecture.

Huo Yingdong, however, laughed and retorted:

"Old Zheng, it's not just the tallest building in Hong Kong, it's the tallest building in the world!"

The World Trade Center, the world's tallest building, is only 417 meters tall. The Giant Empire Building, which Yang Jun is building, is 449 meters tall, making it the tallest building in the world, bar none!

Everyone gasped. They were all worldly people, and they were still shocked to hear such a grand plan and crazy idea.

Not to mention the huge financial investment, there's also the several-year construction period, which carries significant risks.

Hu Yingxiang's eyes lit up, and he volunteered, saying:

"Ah Jun, this project is huge. Our Hopewell Group can design the building for you. Our qualifications are among the best in Hong Kong."

As soon as Hu Yingxiang spoke, Huo Yingdong, Li Jiacheng, and the others reacted and chimed in, not wanting to be outdone:
"Old Hu, that's not right. We all started out building skyscrapers, and the Huo family's design capabilities aren't bad either!"

"Yes! Our Cheung Kong Group is a top-tier construction company in Hong Kong. Have you considered a collaboration?"

Even Li Ka-shing couldn't sit still. If they could cooperate with the Giant Group to build the world's tallest building, it would greatly enhance their reputation in the construction industry!
They all started promoting their companies like salespeople.

Yang Jun gave a wry smile and said to everyone:
"Haha! To be fair, send your design drawings to our company and we'll put them up for public bidding!"

With too many people and too little porridge, Yang Jun naturally had to find the most powerful real estate company to cooperate with. Otherwise, with the Giant Group's construction capabilities, it was unknown when the world's tallest building would be completed.

The taller the building, the more top-notch design and construction capabilities are required. In the entire Hong Kong, no real estate company can claim to have built the world's tallest building on its own.

"Okay, I'll have the design department come up with a plan right away."

"I'll join too! Count me in!"

After discussing this matter, everyone talked about finance and the stock market. Hong Kong is most famous for its three major sectors: shipping, finance, and real estate. Even Hong Kong tycoons cannot avoid the stock market.

"The Hang Seng Index has been a bit sluggish lately! What's your take on this?"

Zheng Yutong was feeling a bit down, as the recent stock market decline had caused his net worth to drop significantly.

"Ups and downs are normal; I'm optimistic about the Hong Kong market in the long term."

Yang Jun shrugged and said to Zheng Yutong and the others:
"However, the Hong Kong stock market is currently sluggish, so I'm planning to allocate a portion of my funds to invest in the Japanese Nikkei. Are you interested?"

The recent slump in the Hong Kong stock market is mainly due to a cyclical downturn, which lasts for about one or two months and is expected to be in a state of fluctuation.

Two or three months later, the Hong Kong stock market will regain its vitality. However, time is money, and funds cannot be left idle. Yang Jun plans to take advantage of these two or three months to go to Japan to make a quick profit!
Huo Yingdong's eyes lit up; he had tasted the sweetness of success.

"Ah Jun, I happen to have some spare funds recently, a total of HK$3.5 million. I'll join you in your venture!"

Cheng Yu-tung and Lau Hung were also tempted and contributed 5 million and 1.5 million respectively, bringing the total to 10 billion Hong Kong dollars.

Li Ka-shing also appeared calm, showing no interest in stock trading; he was only interested in doing business.

Stock trading? It's just gambling.
With the addition of 10 billion yuan, Yang Jun has a total of 60 billion Hong Kong dollars invested in the island nation's stock market, enough to make him a major stock manipulator.

The more funds you have, the higher your success rate in manipulating the market, and the easier it is to fleece the Japanese!

This is also why Yang Jun was willing to bring others along, so that they could stick together, form a Hong Kong conglomerate, and go overseas to make money.

Seeing that the important business was over, Liu Xiong clapped his hands, and more than a dozen beautiful young women walked up from the shore. They were all tall and beautiful, wearing bikinis and high heels, and walked towards the crowd.

"Gentlemen, these are all female models from a modeling agency I've invested in. Don't be shy with me~"

"Don't worry, their backgrounds are all clean."

One by one, female models walked towards these Hong Kong tycoons. There would be no safety issues on the yacht. Liu Xiong, that bastard, has ulterior motives!

Using this to tempt retired cadres? Who could resist that?
Every big shot has a bikini-clad beauty by his side, but Yang Jun has the most, with a total of three!
There's nothing that can be done; Yang Jun is young and handsome, and many beautiful women want to get close to him.

"Ah Jun, you're so great! Young and healthy, we're getting old~"

Zheng Yutong held a girl who was a few years younger than his own daughter, and his face beamed with joy.

They're all old perverts, no one's saying anything! Rich people are still people, they're all just ordinary folks!
Yang Jun, with one woman on each side, secretly said to Liu Xiong:

"Damn! Are these safe? Will there be any problems?"

Liu Xiong raised an eyebrow and said to Yang Jun, "I arranged a medical check-up before he boarded the ship, so I guarantee he's in good health."

Wow, this guy is really something! Yang Jun was impressed by Liu Xiong; this kid's got some serious tricks up his sleeve!

"Don't worry, I won't tell my sister-in-law. I'm playing too~"

Liu Xiong was also accompanied by two beautiful women, both of whom looked very young and were probably just coming of age!
Yang Jun asked again, then whispered:
"Aren't you an adult? You can't do illegal things~"

"You're an adult now, Jun-ge, are you still afraid of breaking the law?"

Liu Xiong's lips twitched, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Dude, you're involved in a gang, how can you be so law-abiding?
"Fuck! Get lost!"

As Yang Jun watched everyone enter the yacht's cabin, he was also eager to try it out. The yacht was very large, with more than a dozen rooms inside.

"Brother, let's go in too!"

Two bikini-clad girls next to him were taking advantage of him, their bodies roaming over Yang Jun's.

Yang Jun turned to look at the three female models and found that all three girls were quite beautiful and had amazing figures, typical of models.
"Let's go, let me see if any of you have the potential to be stars. We'll check you one by one later~"

"Ugh, bro, you're so funny!"

These female models also provide emotional value; these rich people are really perverted!
Yang Jun isn't really that weird; he's a bit out of place. Oh well, he has to fit in!
The next day, Yang Jun woke up in his villa on Taiping Mountain, having already forgotten the absurd events of the previous day.

I'm just too tired!
After dealing with three female demons, he still had to pay his dues! Luckily it was Yang Jun; most people would have died of exhaustion long ago.
Yang Jun sat at the dining table, looking at today's newspaper, when the maid brought out breakfast.

Liang Yongqi prepared breakfast himself, and it tasted very good. Yang Jun ate while reading the newspaper.

"Is Wang Dehui of Huamao Group really that stingy? Even more so than Shao Laoliu?"

"Brother Jun, do you know him?"

When Liang Yongqi saw the news report about Wang Dehui in the newspaper, his eyes were filled with shock.

A billionaire couple shared a bottle of mineral water, taking turns sipping. They drove a Mazda to work.

Even more hilarious is the Mid-Autumn Festival gift distribution, where a single mooncake is divided into 16 pieces and given out to employees one by one.

"I don't know him! I'm not familiar with him, we're not in the same circle!"

Wang Dehui is also one of Hong Kong's most famous super-rich. His Huamao Group is not listed and its investments are very conservative, but its assets are conservatively estimated to be several billion. He is low-key and stingy.

Because Wang Dehui and his wife were stingy, they couldn't get along with other Hong Kong tycoons.

"However, it's going too far to hire illegal workers from the mainland, not pay them, and then call the police to arrest them!"

Yang Jun saw in the newspaper that Wang Dehui had hired illegal workers from the mainland, that is, mainland illegal immigrants, to work. After the project was completed, in order not to pay their wages, he called the police and had hundreds of illegal immigrants repatriated.

The poor mainland illegal immigrants didn't earn a single penny in Hong Kong and were even deported.

Yang Jun felt very uncomfortable. Although merchants are known to be cunning, they shouldn't go to such lengths!

"By the way, the security situation in Hong Kong has been getting worse lately, so remember to bring a few bodyguards to work."

Yang Jun arranged two female bodyguards for each of his women, both trained by Tian Yang'en. Tian Yang'en also served as He Xinqiong's personal bodyguard, staying by the First Madam's side at all times.

This afternoon, Yang Jun will be leaving for New York to accompany Ruan Mei to undergo a heart transplant.

After breakfast, Ahua walked in from the door to accompany Yang Jun to the company in the morning.

Yang Jun got into the Rolls-Royce, took out a cigar, and Ahua lit it with practiced ease.

"Boss, Eight-Faced Buddha died last night. He was shot dead by officers from the West Kowloon Narcotics Squad in Macau."

The Eight-Faced Buddha is dead? Yang Jun was a little surprised, and it seemed to be beyond reason.

Surprisingly, the Eight-Faced Buddha was a Southeast Asian warlord, and his death was far too hasty.

Eight-Faced Buddha came to Macau to perform a religious ceremony for his son, but encountered a strong counterattack from three anti-drug police brothers. One by one, Eight-Faced Buddha's soldiers fell, and both sides suffered heavy losses!

Zhang Ziwei and Ma Haotian died on the spot, but they also killed the Eight-Faced Buddha.

Only Su Jianqiu, the anti-drug squad inspector, was lucky enough to survive and was the only one left.

Yang Jun was also taken aback; the anti-drug team was truly brave! They achieved such an amazing result.

The Eight-Faced Buddha is dead, but what happened to his lair?

"Go to the Dai country and see the lair of the Eight-Faced Buddha."

"Yes, boss!"

If possible, Yang Jun would not mind finding another military base in the Golden Triangle region to deploy his military forces.

A cunning rabbit has three burrows; Yang Jun is involved in shady dealings, so he definitely needs to make more plans!
Ahua received a phone call and said to Yang Jun:
"Boss, Tony wants to see you."

Yang Jun nodded. Since his older brother Ah Zha died, Tony had been fighting for territory for the triad in Hong Kong. He had taken over three streets in Shau Kei Wan and was already one of the triad's Five Tigers and Ten Heroes, as well as the person in charge of the Shau Kei Wan area.
"Okay, bring him to the company."

It's usually quite difficult for the leaders of the gangs to see Yang Jun; only the Five Tigers of Wo Shing can usually get to see him.

The Ten Heroes are slightly less prestigious, so it's not easy for them to meet Yang Jun.

Tony, leading Ah Hu and the other Vietnamese guys, said to his henchmen behind him:
"Everyone inside is waiting outside. I'm going to see Mr. Yang!"

Tony entered the reception room and could only stand respectfully and bow 90 degrees to Yang Jun.

"sit!"

Yang Jun, with a cigar in his mouth and his legs crossed, gestured for Tony to sit down.

"Tell me, what do you want from me?"

Yang Jun flicked his cigarette ash and smiled with an air of authority.

Tony is arrogant and domineering outside, but when facing Yang Jun, he is as docile as a kitten.

“Boss, I know a big boss in Dai. He also runs a nightclub business. I plan to sell my private-label imported liquor in Dai.”

Yang Jun looked somewhat surprised. Good heavens! Tony's started doing business now, not double-crossing anymore?
"Great, it's rare that you're willing to put in the effort, the boss will definitely support you!"

“I’ll call the winery and ask you to take the goods to Dai China to sell first. You don’t need to pay me yet. We’ll talk about it after we make some money.”

Yang Jun owns a winery that produces high-quality counterfeit imported liquors under private labels. The risk is low, and the profit is high!
Previously, they were mainly sold to mainland China, Taiwan, and other island nations. Tony's willingness to expand into new markets was something Yang Jun was naturally eager to do.

"Thank you, Mr. Yang!"

"Go ahead, but whatever you do, don't touch any illegal substances!"

Yang Jun, with a stern face, spoke seriously to Tony.

"Haha! That's something only desperate people do. Do I look like that kind of person?"

Tony proudly raised his arm, revealing his gleaming Rolex watch.

(End of this chapter)