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

Chapter 225, Section 224: Old Huo really isn't a shill for me!

Treating the island nation's stock market like an ATM and harvesting its retail investors like韭菜 (a metaphor for being exploited), it's really satisfying!

This is much better than harvesting leeks in Hong Kong; at least my conscience won't hurt, I just feel a sense of satisfaction.
When Yang Jun saw that there was an extra HK$40 billion in his account, he waved his hand, took out a HSBC checkbook from his pocket, wrote down a number, stamped it with his personal seal, and that was a formally valid check.

"Tian, ​​you've worked hard these past few days, this is a reward for you~"

Yang Jun tore the check along the fold line, smiled, and handed it to Yu Shuntian while observing the expression on the other side.

Yu Shuntian received the check, glanced at it, and his hands trembled with excitement.

Twenty million? Yu Shuntian carefully counted the string of zeros after the number 2 and said excitedly:

"Mr. Yang, this is too much! I was just doing my duty."

Yang Jun was secretly pleased. This Yu Shuntian wasn't an ingrate, because he was speaking the truth.

"Yu Shuntian's loyalty +10"

Human facial expressions can be deceiving, but systems cannot.

Yu Shuntian was born in a slum in Sham Shui Po. Due to poverty, he dropped out of school early and became a gangster.

Gold shines wherever it is, and Yu Shuntian, who loves numbers and finance, stood out under Yang Jun's guidance.

"Keep up the good work! I'll make you the stock market guru of Hong Kong!"

Yang Jun patted Yu Shuntian on the shoulder, smiled, and got up to leave the conference room.

Wang Xue glanced at the check in Yu Shuntian's hand, her eyes filled with envy, and said with a smile:

"Hey Tian, ​​you're treating us! You've struck it rich!"

"Hehe~ Today I'm treating the people from the fund company to dinner~"

Yu Shuntian was very excited and planned to treat more than 300 people from the fund company to dinner, which would cost at least several hundred thousand yuan.

Repulse Bay Villa.

Yang Jun played a game of "Big Two" with Zheng Yutong, Huo Yingdong, and Hu Yingxiang, and Yang Jun won five million.

"Ah Jun, you still said you couldn't do it, yet you win every single time. No wonder you're the King of High Seas Gambling!"

Huo Yingdong said somewhat speechlessly, "It's one thing to lose to this kid in golf, but he can't even beat him in cards."

Luckily, the stakes were small, otherwise it would have been incredibly painful.
Yang Jun didn't want to either. He had a cheat device, so it would be hard for him to lose to these newbies.

I want to keep a low profile, but my abilities won't allow it!

"Ah Xiong, play a few rounds for me, I'll sit and have some tea."

Yang Jun asked Liu Xiong, who was watching the game, to play for him while he sat down to watch TV. The game was too small and he wasn't interested in it!
You can earn hundreds of millions a day, but after playing for half a day you only make a few million. You'll get bored playing!

Huo Yingdong suddenly brought up his previous trip to the Japanese stock market, so he asked Yang Jun:

"Jun, how did our trip to the island nation go?"

Upon hearing this, Cheng Yu-tung and others also perked up their ears. They had also invested, totaling HK$10 billion.

Yang Jun shrugged and said with a smile:

"This voyage was just the beginning, and we didn't make much money. After deducting all the expenses, it came to a total of 500 million. You guys can divide it up!"

Wow! You made 500 million?
Huo Yingdong and the others looked at each other in disbelief. They had earned a 50% profit in just one month. If it were a year, wouldn't the profit margin skyrocket?

"Ah Jun, you really have a lot of talented people under your command!"

Zheng Yutong and the others were shocked. They all knew that this time Yang Jun was not personally in charge, but rather his subordinates were doing the work!

Who wouldn't envy such a financial talent!

"Let's stop fighting and start the meeting."

The Chinese Association holds a gathering once a month, which is hosted by the vice presidents on a rotating basis. This time, it was Huo Yingdong's turn to host.

"Tell me, have you guys been planning anything big lately?"

Huo Yingdong spoke first, turning to look at Yang Jun and saying:
"Ah Jun, last time you said you were interested in football teams, and that you wanted to sell two football teams for a little over a million."

Running a football team in Hong Kong doesn't make much money; team owners often lose everything, especially those teams with poor results, which are completely unprofitable.

Only a little over a million? Yang Jun was secretly pleased; that was cheaper than some racehorses!
Football in Hong Kong isn't exactly an obscure sport, so why are the football teams doing so poorly? Yang Jun looked at Mr. Huo, the president of the Hong Kong Football Association.

Huo Yingdong's lips twitched, and he waved his hand, saying:
"I've only been in charge for a short time, but I believe that with the combined efforts of my brother and me, Hong Kong football will go even further!"

Yang Jun is quite interested in football, after all, football is the most influential sport in the world and is of great importance to diplomacy and international exchanges.

Moreover, developing football can benefit the physical fitness of the nation, bringing many advantages!

"Buy a football team for fun, consider it advertising for your company," Yang Jun said, pointing to the large and medium teams on the list.

"Let's go with this team, the big team, it's a lucky name."

Huo Yingdong's lips twitched. "You're being too casual. You didn't even watch the game before buying it. What if you lose over a million?"

No! More than a million yuan is nothing to Yang Junlai, it's like throwing money down the drain.

"Are you interested in buying a football team for fun?"

Huo Yingdong looked around expectantly, but everyone shook their heads. They would rather buy horses than buy a team.

Because every race in the horse race has prize money, which is much higher than the prize money for football matches in Hong Kong, it's simply not worth it!

Even Li Ka-shing, who has the most money in the world, has no interest whatsoever. With that energy, he'd rather develop another real estate project and buy a football team. What's the point of Chinese football?
Huo Yingdong gave a wry smile. He was under a lot of pressure as the president of the Football Association!
Yang Jun smiled, turned to look at Hu Yingxiang beside him, and asked:

"Old Hu, how's my Giant Empire Building coming along? When will it be finished?"

Yang Jun's design for the world's tallest building was ultimately won by Hu Yingxiang, who was the chief designer of the project.

Hu Yingxiang is a highly educated individual, graduating from the Department of Civil Engineering at Princeton University. His masterpiece is the Hopewell Centre in Wan Chai, Hong Kong, currently the tallest building in Hong Kong. He is a professional architect and designer who has worked in the Hong Kong real estate industry for decades.

Therefore, the Giant Empire Building was jointly constructed by the Giant Group and Hopewell Group. The developer was the Giant Group, but Hu Yingxiang was in charge of the technology and design aspects and was more aware of the construction period than Yang Jun.

"Completed? Not a long time, at least 4-5 years!"

Li Jiacheng and the others twitched their lips. "You're a big boss, and you don't even know the construction period? That's going too far. You're just a hands-off manager."

In fact, Li Ka-shing and others are very hardworking. They go to the company early every day and don't get off work until dark.

Yang Jun was the most carefree, only working half a day, and sometimes he would be nowhere to be seen for ten days or half a month, completely shirking his responsibilities as a boss.

Li Jiacheng was speechless. Isn't it said that hard work pays off? How exactly did Yang Jun make his money?

Blown in by a strong wind? That's outrageous!

"Too slow! I can't wait 4-5 years. We need to shorten the construction period to less than a year."

Everyone was stunned by Yang Jun's words.

Such a huge project, you're going to cut the construction period to a year? Are you kidding me?
Hu Yingxiang turned green with fright and was ready to quit. "I can't do that!"
“Ah Jun, that’s impossible! Even if the workers don’t rest and work day and night, it will still take at least 2 to 3 years to complete.”

Yang Jun's lips curled into a playful smile. He took a sip of Tieguanyin tea and said with a laugh, "What if I had a way to build two floors a day and created a building-building marvel?"

What? Two floors built in one day? Really?

The bigwigs present were almost all from the real estate industry and were very familiar with construction periods. Generally, high-rise projects take 2-3 years to complete, and building one floor every seven days is considered highly efficient.

Building two floors in one day? Is that a joke?
Only Huo Yingdong said with some skepticism:

"Ah Jun, do you really have this kind of machine? How much does it cost?"

Yang Jun was secretly pleased. Someone had taken the bait. As expected, Mr. Huo understood him best.

There was a suspicion that he was being planted, and all the big shots around him were looking at Huo Yingdong, even his father-in-law He Xin looked suspicious.

"Ten million Hong Kong dollars~"

When Yang Jun mentioned a value, everyone gasped – the price was a bit too high!

However, Huo Yingdong spoke a fair word, saying to everyone:

"If the efficiency of building two floors a day is true, then this price is very cheap. Even if it were 50 million Hong Kong dollars, I would still think it's very cheap!"

"That's right, if it's really useful, the price is indeed not expensive!"

Yang Jun shrugged and said to everyone:

"I just got a prototype that can be used on the Giant Empire State Building. You can check out how it works!"

Everyone nodded in agreement, taking the building-building machine very seriously. If the machine could really increase efficiency tenfold, they would definitely be the first to order one.

Unexpectedly, Huo Yingdong made a startling remark, directly addressing Yang Jun:
“Ah Jun, I don’t need to see the results. Just order three units for me. I’ll transfer 30 million to your company right now.”

Good heavens! Everyone was stunned. Was Old Master Huo really that decisive?

Yang Jun: "."

Don't do that. People will think you're a shill. Who transfers the full amount upfront without even checking the goods?

Huo Yingdong's eldest son tried to dissuade him, but was immediately berated by Huo Yingdong.

"Hey kid, don't get in my way of making money. When has Ah Jun ever lied to me? Get out of my way!"

The eldest son of the Huo family felt wronged, and when he saw his father getting angry, he was so scared that he didn't dare to say a word!

Before leaving, He Xin had a few minutes to talk with Yang Jun and asked him if he was interested in the shares of Macau TV.
"Of course I'm interested? Macau Broadcasting and Television Station wants to sell?"

Macau Television is a free-to-air television channel in Macau, established on May 13, 1984. It has two radio channels and six television channels and is a public enterprise owned by the Macau government.

However, since its establishment, Macau TV has suffered losses year after year, with annual losses reaching 1 million Macau dollars.

Recently, a corruption scandal has emerged, prompting the Governor of Macau to personally instruct the introduction of private consortia as shareholders, allocating 49.5% of the shares to private enterprises.

"Only 49.5% of the shares? That's so little?"

"It's not 49.5%, it's half and half, and you're 24.5%."

He Xin had obviously also acquired shares in Macau TV, which would allow him to expand his influence in Macau. However, since he had no experience in running a TV station, he naturally invited Yang Jun to manage it.

Yang Jun nodded. Although the shares were small, it was still a way to enter the Macau media industry. It was better than nothing and would increase his influence in Macau.

"Okay! Let me know how much money you need, and I'll take a share!"

He Xin was quite pleased. He and his son-in-law had acquired 49.5% of the shares in Macau Broadcasting and Television Station, which meant they had established a firm foothold in Macau's media industry. He then asked with concern:

"You must have lost a lot of money from the recent crackdown on organized crime in Hong Kong, right?"

Yang Jun shrugged and said nonchalantly:

"The Governor of Hong Kong wanted to save face, so he sent his dogs to bite people indiscriminately, which wrecked my place. I'm losing hundreds of thousands every day!"

Since the Legislative Council incident, Governor Edward has been using his position to settle personal scores, having the police check ID cards at his home every few days. This has caused Yang Jun's nightclub and bar to suffer heavy losses, and customers have stopped patronizing them due to the disturbance.

Yang Jun owns dozens of venues, losing at least 400,000 to 500,000 yuan every day, but it doesn't bother him much.

"Should I ask a few old friends to help you sort this out?"

"Thank you very much, Father-in-law!"

On the other side, Tuen Mun Pier.

Trucks drove onto the dock one after another, and customs officers conducted a routine inspection. A dozen or so customs officers in uniforms came out with flashlights.

A senior inspector, Zhang Wenbiao, walked to the front of the truck with documents in his hand.

"Open the car door, customs inspection~"

Tony jumped out of the car with a smile, familiarly took out a pack of cigarettes and placed it in Zhang Wenbiao's hand, greeting him with a smile:

"Inspector Zhang, what a coincidence! It's your turn to be on duty again tonight!"

"These are our company's goods, please give us some face~"

Tony was clearly familiar with Inspector Zhang Wenbiao, while Ah Hu followed out with a violent expression, tilting his head to look at Zhang Wenbiao and the others.

Ah-Ji also watched this scene with curiosity. He wanted a share in this business and wanted to broaden his horizons with Tony.

Zhang Wenbiao was delighted when he saw the cigarettes in his hand. A pack of cigarettes could be exchanged for 10,000 yuan, which was agreed upon between the customs and Mr. Yang's people.

The Independent Commission Against Corruption (ICAC) is cracking down hard, so customs officials have to be careful when earning extra money, lest they be caught doing anything wrong.

Zhang Wenbiao nodded in satisfaction and said apologetically to Tony:

"It's a routine check to make sure there are no drugs or methamphetamine being transported. Please understand!"

Although Tony was reluctant, he had no choice but to let them inspect it. After all, they were shipping imported liquor, albeit rebranded, and some electronic devices, all of which were produced by legitimate businesses and were not counterfeit or substandard products.

Zhang Wenbiao and two others boarded the car with flashlights to inspect the counterfeit liquor. They turned a blind eye to the counterfeit liquor; such smuggling was nothing new, as long as it wasn't excessive.

"No problem! Let them through!"

In the distance, five private cars were parked in the darkness, and Ma Jun and Hua Sheng were observing Tony and the others' every move.

Watson released the binoculars and said angrily:

"Customs cleared it, and Tony personally escorted it. There must be goods on the truck."

Watson and his team have been tracking Tony for a long time. Tony has been acting mysteriously every day, and his factory in Kwun Tong is also very suspicious. Today, they finally found some clues.

These customs officials are suspicious; they have most likely been bribed.

"Commander Ma, should we investigate or not? They're about to leave!"

Ma Jun, the muscular man, took a deep breath. He was convinced that the Tony brothers were involved in a drug trafficking case. This was a big case, and if he could secure this credit, he would be promoted to chief inspector without any problem.

I heard that Handsome Jun has fallen out with the Governor of Hong Kong, and the foreigners up there want to get rid of him. This is a golden opportunity!
Ma Jun planned to take action, first arresting Tony and his group, and it would be even better if he could lure out Yang Jun, a big fish.

"action!"

(End of this chapter)