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

Chapter 245, Section 244: Stargazing in the 1980s, Asia Records!

Chinatown in Los Angeles.

Inside a restaurant, Hong Wu sat at a table by the window, holding a newspaper with a photo of Yang Jun on it.

"Brother Hong, this young man is amazing! He defeated Mike's gang overnight, and I heard they even brought out heavy machine guns."

Uncle glanced at the newspaper in Hong Wu's hand and told him what he had found out.

Mike was no small fry either; he was a second-generation gangster with considerable influence within the Huaqing Gang. It was unexpected that he was taken down in just one night!
Hong Wu took a bite of rice noodles, wiped his mouth, and said with a smile:

“Wo Shing Tong is our friend. We’ll take care of each other from now on. We’re all Hongmen brothers. Tell the brothers that we won’t be collecting protection money anymore.”

Ah! The old man was startled. He was the clerk of the On Leung Tong, and he was in charge of the gang's accounts.

Not collecting protection money means losing a huge source of revenue, and the brothers below will be dissatisfied.

"Brother Hong, if we don't collect protection money, what will we brothers eat? Shouldn't we reconsider?"

Hong Wu's eyes turned cold, and he slammed his hand on the table, saying in a cold voice:
"With so many businesses under our umbrella, how could we not make money? Please arrange a meeting with Mr. Yang for me."

Uncle nodded. He was just a nobody; the affairs of the gang were decided by Master Hong, and he had no right to interfere.

He felt it was a waste to pay protection money; shouldn't it be the right thing to do to protect Chinese people from being bullied?
Yang Jun originally intended to return to Hong Kong, but he received an invitation from On Leong Tong and gladly accepted.

This time it wasn't in Chinatown, but at a hotel owned by Yang Jun. He booked a private room, and Yang Jun sat inside waiting for Hong Wu.

"Mr. Yang, this place is very nice! You must have invested a lot of money!"

As soon as Hong Wu entered the private room, he laughed heartily.

This hotel is luxuriously decorated, unlike the antique style of Chinatown, but rather a high-end hotel built to five-star standards.

Luosha stepped forward and pulled out a chair for Hong Wu.

Then, Rakshasa and her four henchmen stood side by side behind Hong Wu, their imposing presence quite terrifying.

Yang Jun snapped his fingers, signaling the waiter inside to leave and close the door to the private room. Then he said with a smile:

"I invested a tiny bit; these are all small businesses!"

"I heard that On Leong Tong has stopped collecting protection fees. Boss Hung is so generous! He's definitely a man who does great things!"

Yang Jun gave a thumbs up. After learning about this, he still admired Hong Ye's decisiveness. He was indeed a tycoon who had dominated Los Angeles for decades.

Bullying ordinary people and accepting such paltry sums of money is hardly a skill!
Hong Wu chuckled and said to Yang Jun:
"Mr. Yang is truly an outstanding individual. Before he was even 30 years old, he had already ascended to the throne of the world's richest man, bringing glory to us Chinese."

"Your fame in North America is now greater than that of the president!"

Hong Wu was genuinely envious. He had struggled for fifty or sixty years and hadn't even become the richest man in Los Angeles, while the other man was already the richest man in the world before he was even 30.

That's the difference! It's about perspective! Hong Wu feels that what he lacks is perspective!

So he gave up the business of collecting protection money from gangs and planned to talk to Mr. Yang to see if there was any other way to make money.

"Not at all! I wonder what business Mr. Hong has with me?"

Yang Jun doesn't like to beat around the bush; he gets straight to the point.

"Alright, Mr. Yang is a straightforward person, so I'll get straight to the point!"

"I'm planning to do a deal with Mr. Yang; I want to buy another batch of weapons and deliver them to Moses."

Hong Wu was excited. He had bought a batch before and used it once. He thought the goods were excellent, with quality comparable to those of regular military factories, and the price was reasonable. He could make a fortune by reselling them directly to Mosaic.

Yang Jun's eyes lit up. Of course, Hong Wu would act as a middleman and make a profit from the price difference. That was perfectly acceptable.

"Mr. Hong, are you going into the arms business?"

Hong Wu nodded, then assured Yang Jun:

"Mr. Yang, don't worry, I will only get the goods for you, I won't get them from anyone else!"

Yang Jun laughed heartily. Hongwu was really honest. As long as he wasn't sold to Hong Kong or the mainland, he would certainly agree to sell him to Moses.

"Okay, we'll take this business. It'll be a pleasure doing business with you!"

Yang Jun was in a good mood. By using benefits to bind An Liang Tang to his cause, Yang Jun had completely established himself in Los Angeles.

"cheers!"

"cheers!"

After a few rounds of drinks, Yang Jun proposed that he had started a security company in Los Angeles and hired a group of Navy SEALs, Rangers, and Delta Force veterans as instructors, intending to train a security force.

"Chinese people in Los Angeles are generally quite wealthy, but they have a relatively low political status and are often bullied by white and black people. They all have a need for security!"

“Our security company is specifically designed for wealthy Chinese; they provide the money, and we provide the force!”

"How about it? Want to invest?"

Yang Jun extended an invitation to form a team to open a security company in the United States to protect wealthy Chinese people there. This plan is very feasible!
Although Chinese people are wealthy, they have traditionally disliked politics. There are very few Chinese members of Congress in the United States, and Chinese police officers are rarely seen in police departments, which has resulted in Chinese Americans being an absolutely disadvantaged group in Los Angeles society.

Hong Wu's eyes lit up; this was promising!

Instead of collecting protection money from the lower classes, Mr. Yang started collecting protection money from the wealthy. He's certainly got a head start; no wonder he became the world's richest man at such a young age.

"Of course, Mr. Yang, let me have a stake too!"

With a cigar dangling from his lips, Yang Jun raised his wine glass once more. Now that he had won over Hong Wu, his security company was secure!
With the help of local strongman Hong Wu, Yang Jun's plan in America could be implemented, using the Chinese community as a base to gradually expand his influence.

Rakshasa frowned behind him, feeling a sense of unease. Why did it feel like Master Hong was also going to be recruited by Mr. Yang?

Holy crap! Something's not right!

Rakshasa's eyes became cautious, and he straightened his body.

The two sides hit it off very well. Hong Wu had drunk too much and was escorted home by his many henchmen!
Yang Jun was also planning to leave, so he called Da Fei, and the two of them sat together in an extended Lincoln, which was also a custom-made armored car.

In short, Yang Jun will not ride in a car that is not bulletproof!
After getting into the car, Dafei touched the genuine leather with envy and joked:
"Brother Jun, there's enough space in the back to throw a party. You could have seven or eight foreign girls with you and it wouldn't be crowded."

Yang Jun shook his head, ignoring Da Fei's words, and instead asked:
"How's Mike's situation going?"

Upon hearing that this was important business, Dafei immediately became serious and reported to Yang Jun:

“Mr. Yang, Mike is dead. His henchman, Rat, is willing to reform and plans to surrender with his territory.”

"Mike has considerable influence in the Huaqing Gang, covering five streets. Rat can bring two hundred men to join!"

Yang Jun nodded and said to Dafei:
"You can handle these matters from now on; you don't need to report everything!"

"From now on, the Los Angeles branch is in your hands, and you'll also be responsible for the business with On Leong Tong."

Dafei's eyes lit up, and he said excitedly:
"I've been promoted again, and now I'm a high-ranking official in charge of a region?"

Dafei used to only be in charge of the North Point and the small area of ​​Hong Kong Island, but now that he's in Los Angeles and in charge, he can ride a big foreign horse every day.

"Brother Jun, loyalty!" Dafei gave a military salute, but it was an odd one, which made Aji, who was standing next to him, laugh.

"I'm going back to Hong Kong tomorrow, so I'll leave the business here to you."

"Yes, Jun-ge~"

Dafei and Aji shouted in unison, their eyes brimming with excitement!
During this period, Yang Jun invested in various businesses in Los Angeles, including bars, nightclubs, karaoke lounges, bathhouses, restaurants, and hotels. There were a total of seventy or eighty shops. Although each shop was not large, the total investment was staggering, amounting to tens of millions of US dollars.

All of these stores are under the name of the Los Angeles branch of the Giant Group. Yang Jun gave Dafei the position of director of the Los Angeles branch, with a 5% share of the profits every year.

Dafei would occasionally take out his business card, show off his position as a director to Aji, and then peek at it.

The next day, Yang Jun took a private plane from Los Angeles Airport to Hong Kong International Airport, where Da Fei and dozens of people came to see him off.

"Okay, let's go back!"

Yang Jun looked around and saw a large group of foreigners pointing and whispering around him. Asian faces are not particularly noticeable in Los Angeles, but seventy or eighty burly men in suits gathered together, making them the most stylish people in the airport.

Many people have already recognized Yang Jun's identity, and several reporters even wanted to come up and interview him, but were stopped outside by Da Dong and others.

Yang Jun put on sunglasses and boarded the private jet, only to find that there was an extra blonde, blue-eyed female flight attendant on board, who was very young and beautiful.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Yang!"

Hello, Lucy~

Yang Jun saw the flight attendant's name tag; her towering breasts made the buttons look heavy, she was quite well-endowed!

"Da Dong, get me her personal information."

Da Dong raised an eyebrow and said with a smile:
"Boss, you want to play aerial combat?"

"Damn, I just wanted to check if she was safe, to see if she might be a female assassin!"

Yang Jun was talking nonsense with a straight face; this foreign flight attendant looked very fierce.
Da Dong rolled his eyes and obediently went to take care of his business. The flight attendants' information was backed up and had been reviewed by a specialist.

Yang Jun obtained the information and saw Lucy's profile: a 20-year-old girl from the United States, from an ordinary family, who had only ever had one boyfriend.

There was also a medical examination report on it, which showed that everything was normal and there were no infectious diseases.

Yang Jun felt relieved after reading it; he could go for it!
"Lucy, the boss wants you to go to the bedroom to fix the light bulb, what are you waiting for!"

The female flight attendant came over, informed Lucy, and showed a hint of envy on her face.

Fixing a light bulb? Lucy's eyes lit up. This is the private jet of the world's richest man. Mr. Yang wants to see me?

"Okay, I'll go right away!"

Without a second thought, Lucy strode confidently toward Yang Jun's bedroom.

My boyfriend is poor, sorry, love can't put food on the table!

Yang Jun made the most of his time by finding a flight attendant to teach him a foreign language.

When Yang Jun walked out of the bedroom with a beaming smile, the plane had already arrived in Hong Kong. Without saying goodbye, Yang Jun stepped directly off the private jet.

Xiangjiang Airport.

Yang Jun walked out of the waiting hall, only to find a large crowd gathered at the airport entrance, holding up various signs and frantically chanting Leslie Cheung's nickname.

"Brother, we love you!"

Yang Jun was startled. Good heavens! Hundreds of people were gathered at the airport entrance. When they saw Yang Jun walking over wearing sunglasses, they immediately surrounded him.

"I'm not Leslie Cheung, your brother is over there~"

Yang Jun quickly took off his sunglasses, revealing his true face, and pointed to Leslie Cheung, who was hiding in the crowd on the other side.

"It's Mr. Yang!"

"Mr. Yang, could you please sign this for me?"

Upon seeing Yang Jun, the girls did not leave; instead, they became even more frenzied.

Good heavens! Instead of catching my idol, I caught the world's richest man, Mr. Yang?
"The world's richest man is here, can I get his autograph?"

"My mom really likes you. Can I take a picture with you?"

These crazed female fans rushed up, and Da Dong and the others quickly stood in front of Yang Jun, who was on the verge of tears.

Who says Hong Kong people don't idolize celebrities? They idolize not only Leslie Cheung, but also themselves, a struggling actor who has only acted in one drama.

The idol was too crazy. After signing five autographs, Yang Jun saw the crowd gathering and quickly put on sunglasses and left.

"Holy crap! What's going on? How did I become a big star?"

Completely baffled, Yang Jun hurriedly got into the car and saw a suspicious-looking figure wearing a mask outside.

Two security guards went up to make a move, and the man quickly shouted:
"Yang Sheng, it's me!"

Yang Jun took a closer look and realized that the man wearing a mask was Zhang Guorong, so he quickly invited him up.

"Guo Rong, why are you dressed like this?"

Leslie Cheung gave a wry smile and sighed:
"If I don't do this, I won't be able to see you anymore. You've seen how crazy my fans are!"

"My new album, 'Romantic,' has sold over 300,000 copies in just one month. The fans are so enthusiastic."

Yang Jun smiled. Leslie Cheung's record company is Asia Records, which is also Yang Jun's record company. The biggest stars under their umbrella are Leslie Cheung, Andy Lau, and Cheng Sau-man.

Asia Records was originally a subsidiary of Asia Television. Every year, Asia Television held a new singing competition, and its development model was similar to that of TVB next door. Many singers debuted through singing talent shows.

For example, Leslie Cheung was the runner-up in the Hong Kong region of the 1977 Asian Singing Contest and debuted with Asia Records, but later switched to Capital Artists.

Capital Artists is a record company under TVB. Leslie Cheung stayed at Capital Artists for two or three years. Due to the fierce competition between him and the top star Alan Tam, the executives of Capital Artists favored Alan Tam.

Two tigers cannot share one mountain, and Leslie Cheung had the idea of ​​changing sides. At this time, Yang Jun took over Asia Television and invested heavily in building a record company, poaching Su Xiaoliang, the general manager of Capital Artists, and Chen Shufen, a top agent.

During the filming of "A Chinese Ghost Story," Yang Jun extended an olive branch, inviting Leslie Cheung to join Asia Records and focusing on developing his career.

As a result, with the resources provided by Giant Media Group, Leslie Cheung's new album sold over 30 copies, achieving six platinum sales in a month—truly astonishing!
Yang Jun said with a smile:

"Congratulations, Mr. Leslie Cheung! I'm afraid Alan Tam can't compare to you!"

"Huaxing Records said they would blacklist you, that's ridiculous! I'm already being very generous to Shao Laoliu by not blacklisting him."

With his legs crossed, Yang Jun uttered a domineering statement: In the entire Hong Kong, only Yang Jun dared to call Shao Lao Liu (Old Six) directly!

Leslie Cheung clasped his hands together and said gratefully:
"Thank you, Mr. Yang. You are my benefactor and my savior!"

Even after joining Asia Records, Leslie Cheung still managed to gain the upper hand in the rivalry between Alan Tam and Leslie Cheung, becoming the most popular male singer in Hong Kong's music scene.

(End of this chapter)