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

Chapter 246, page 245: The Independent Commission Against Corruption (ICAC) arrives, a chill runs down my spine!
Yang Jun crossed his legs and nodded with satisfaction. He always held people who knew how to be grateful in high regard.

"Guoyong, it's because you're hardworking and excellent!"

"Your album will be a huge hit this year, the company will arrange for you to be a mentor on a music program, and then you'll have a concert in the second half of the year!"

Besides record sales, concerts are a major source of income for a singer. Since the company nurtured Leslie Cheung, it naturally wanted to create even greater value for him.

Yang Jun is a pro at finding loopholes and taking advantage of deals.

Not only will they arrange concerts, but they will also arrange three movies for Leslie Cheung. They won't let Leslie Cheung be idle, because resting for even a day would mean losing a lot of money.

When Leslie Cheung heard this, he was very excited, as he also wanted to make money.

Thank you, Mr. Yang!

Yang Jun felt a pang of pity; exploiting the artists under his command was a common tactic of capitalists.

"Work hard, and I'll give you a holiday at the end of the year!"

We still need to give the oxen and horses a rest. If we overwork them and they get sick, wouldn't that be an even greater loss? We need to balance work and rest.

"Mmmmm~"

Leslie Cheung nodded. Mr. Yang was still a man of good character. Not only did he pay more than Capital Artists, but he was also approachable and very kind.

This is an era of competition to see who's worse; Yang Jun just needs to do better than Shao Laokou.

Yang Jun smiled and said, "Old Man Shao, I wish you a long and healthy life!"

Without comparison, there is no harm.
Yang Jun offered to give Leslie Cheung a ride back to Asia Television, and Leslie Cheung, seeing Yang Jun's amiable demeanor, started joking around.

"Mr. Yang, your current profile in Hong Kong is much higher than mine!"

Zhang Guorong picked up a few newspapers, flipped through a few pages, and handed them to Yang Jun to read.

"Look, every newspaper is reporting on you becoming the world's richest person. This is the first time a Chinese person has achieved this honor!"

"Mr. Yang, you're famous all over Southeast Asia!"

Yang Jun glanced around and realized that his photo was on the front page of every financial, entertainment, and sports newspaper. No wonder so many people asked for his autograph and photos as soon as he appeared at the airport.

The world's richest people! Every world's richest person has enormous influence in the world and is a guest of honor of political leaders from various countries.

Every world's richest person is a significant and influential figure, active on the world stage.

The fact that a Chinese person became the world's richest person for the first time caused a sensation in Hong Kong, as this financial center was seeing its first richest person in the world.

"Da Dong, call the newspaper and tell them to handle this discreetly!"

Yang Jun frowned. A person's reputation is like a tree's shadow! He understood the saying, "The nail that sticks out gets hammered down."

"Yes, boss!"

Yang Jun naturally understood that the newspapers wanted to report on his boss's positive image, but now it was clearly going too far and seriously affecting Yang Jun's life.

However, public opinion has no memory; after a while, people will gradually forget about it.

As long as the newspapers don't report on him, Yang Jun will stay out of the public eye for a while and gradually keep a low profile.

Taipingshan Villa.

Yang Jun returned home and spent his free time accompanying He Xinqiong around, including shopping at Times Square.

The two appeared hand in hand in Times Square, escorted by a large group of bodyguards, making it difficult for them to keep a low profile.

The reporter kept chasing after him, but was stopped by Da Dong and other bodyguards. Yang Jun was speechless at these persistent pests, but there was nothing he could do!

If someone wants to interview you, you can't just beat them up!

He Xinqiong was very understanding and comforted Yang Jun, saying:
"Honey, this just shows how successful you are in Hong Kong. My girlfriends all envy me for marrying such a good husband!"

He Xinqiong's best friends are all heiresses and wives of wealthy families. When they see Yang Jun become the world's richest man, they must be envious of He Xinqiong's good marriage.

Yang Jun laughed and waved his hand. He was the world's richest man; he couldn't afford to be unimpressive!

Buy and buy!
They bought several million Hong Kong dollars worth of luxury goods such as LV, Hermes, and Chanel in one go, leaving Da Dong and his friends in a difficult situation, as five people had to help them carry the goods.

Yang Jun has always been very generous when it comes to spending money on his woman!

When the luxury goods store clerk saw Yang Jun enter the store, she wanted nothing more than to stick to him, but unfortunately, He Xinqiong, the legal wife, was there.

Yang Jun threw all the business cards the female shop assistant had secretly given him into the trash can in front of He Xinqiong.

Pregnant women often experience mood swings and are prone to anger and jealousy. Yang Jun's actions immediately won He Xinqiong's favor.

"Husband, you are so kind!"

"I'm not available tonight, so you can go to Yongqi and JOJO's room."

He Xinqiong is understanding and knows the hardships men face, so she offered to let her sisters share the burden.

So instead of letting outsiders benefit, it's better to let your own sisters benefit!
Yang Jun was secretly pleased, but he didn't show it on his face. The film company boss did have a bit of acting skill.

That evening, after spending time with He Xinqiong, Yang Jun went to Liang Yongqi and JOJO's room. They were both his beloved ones, and he wanted to treat them equally!

The next day, Yang Jun received a call from his father-in-law, informing him that something had happened at the casino in Haojiang.

"Da Dong, prepare a helicopter. I'm going to Macau."

"Yes, boss~"

Normally, Yang Jun is not in charge of casino management. Inside the Pujin Hotel, only five VIP rooms are directly managed by Yang Jun's subordinates.

He Xin rarely makes phone calls, so this time it's clearly something serious!

Yang Jun took this opportunity to inspect his businesses in Haojiang. Yang Jun is a major shareholder in Aoyu Company. Last year, he also acquired some of Huo Yingdong's shares, becoming the largest shareholder of Aoyu with a 41% stake, more than He Xin.

After Yang Jun arrived at the Lisboa Hotel, He Xin personally greeted him and invited him to his office.

He Xin's expression was somewhat grim. He took out a US dollar bill and said to Yang Jun:
"Look at this US dollar bill, is there anything wrong with it?"

Yang Jun took it, flicked it with his hand, then touched the moiré pattern, and his eyes lit up as he said:
"To the naked eye, it looks real. Is there something wrong with this US dollar bill?"

He Xin's assistant, A Gao, picked up the US dollar bill and placed it on the money detector. The machine beeped once, and the bill passed through smoothly.

Yang Jun was startled. If it could pass through the money detector, then it must be a genuine US dollar.

He Xin frowned and said to Yang Jun:
“These US dollars are all counterfeit. Our finance department sent this batch of US dollars to the Atlantic Bank, but the bank returned them. Their supervisor discovered the anomaly with a high-powered magnifying glass and called the Macau police.”

Good heavens! They brought counterfeit US dollars to the casino? They exchanged real money for counterfeit bills?
Yang Jun nodded and asked He Xin:
"How much is this sum of US dollars? How much money did we lose?"

He Xin was somewhat embarrassed, after all, he was in charge of the casino, and such a blunder made it impossible for him to explain to the major shareholder.

"It's over ten million US dollars in total. What should we do with this batch of US dollars?"

Because He Xin had a close relationship with Atlantic Bank, the bank did not destroy the money, after all, it was too much money, more than ten million US dollars.

"Just hand it over to the bank to destroy, and consider yourself unlucky!"

Yang Jun made a quick decision: the money had already been circulated and could not be allowed to continue circulating, otherwise the reputation of the Macau casino would be ruined.

He Xin nodded, his face showing obvious pain.

"Find out who did it!"

Yang Jun knew that casinos had CCTV cameras, and he could check the footage to see who had brought the US dollars. A Gao shook his head and said with a wry smile:
"Casinos have many foreign customers, and US dollars are an internationally accepted currency. The daily turnover of casinos is astonishing. It's too difficult to find out who's behind this!"

Yang Jun sat on the sofa, lit a cigarette, and said with a smile:

"That's not necessarily true. If they want to sell counterfeit US dollars, it must be a large amount. We just need to keep an eye on the large transactions of exchanging US dollars."

"Also, the redemption of the mud codes is handled by the code collectors. There's a secret reward of 100 million, so finding out who this person is not difficult."

Inside the Lisboa Hotel, guests must exchange cash for exclusive chips. As long as you instruct your chip agents to keep a close eye on guests with large sums of US dollars, the truth will soon come out.

He Xin slammed his fist on the table and said angrily:

"We must find this guy! What does he think our casino is? A sucker!"

This was the first time He Xin had encountered such an arrogant guy, treating the casino like a charity and exchanging counterfeit money for real currency.

This money was earned through the hard work of the casino, and these bastards swindled more than ten million of it away. Who wouldn't be angry!
Yang Jun didn't take it to heart. He stayed in Macau for two days, accompanying He Xinqiong around the city.

During this time, Ah Wah from Hong Kong called.

"Boss, Chief Superintendent Lee Ying of the West Kowloon Regional Headquarters has been taken away by the Independent Commission Against Corruption (ICAC) for coffee."

Yang Jun was having afternoon tea at his villa in Macau when he heard this, which aroused his vigilance.

Li Ying is no small figure. The fact that he was taken away by the Independent Commission Against Corruption (ICAC) for questioning suggests that someone is targeting Li Junxia, ​​or even targeting him.

"Ahua, will the money we transferred to Li Ying before be found out?"

"Impossible! The money is all transferred to offshore accounts overseas through the fund company; it's all legitimate fund income!"

Ahua said confidently that Li Ying had a sum of money invested in a fund company, and that this money would not lose money, as it would be returned to an overseas account with a profit of over 100% every year.

Even if the Independent Commission Against Corruption (ICAC) investigates, it can only see the fund's legitimate income. As for why it only makes money and never loses, that's the fund company's doing.

"Okay, let the ICAC's informants try to find out what's going on, but don't force them."

Yang Jun has been laying the groundwork in Hong Kong for many years. He has informants in every department. They don't usually keep in touch, but they are waiting to be used in critical moments.

"Got it, boss!"

Independent Commission Against Corruption (ICAC) interrogation room.

Two young men in suits sat opposite each other. Zhang Guobiao, an investigator from the Independent Commission Against Corruption (ICAC), had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and stared at Li Ying across from him.

"Mr. Li, we found a large amount of cash in your overseas accounts, more than HK$500 million in total. How do you explain that?"

Li Ying chuckled and said coldly:
“Zhang Guobiao, don’t try that on me. I’ve already used all those interrogation techniques of yours.”

"I am the Chief Superintendent of the Police Force. Do your superiors know that you've arrested me?"

Li Ying saw the opposite wall and knew that Zhang Guobiao's superior was watching from behind, so he deliberately took the initiative to try to provoke him.

Zhang Guobiao's face darkened. He hadn't found any clues, but he had discovered that Li Ying had been in close contact with Yang Jun, the world's richest man, which might involve an exchange of benefits.

He, Cheung Kwok-piu, had only been with the Independent Commission Against Corruption (ICAC) for two years. He was known for his decisive and efficient work style and was looking forward to making a name for himself in upholding the rule of law in Hong Kong.

"Li Sir, what is your relationship with Mr. Yang of the Giant Group?"

Seeing that he couldn't outsmart the other party, Zhang Guobiao began to take a gradual approach, slowly searching for a breakthrough.

"Just friends!"

"What's wrong? Can't a police officer make friends?"

Zhang Guobiao, barely suppressing his anger, saw Li Ying shaking his leg and gritted his teeth, asking:

“We received an anonymous tip-off alleging that there was an illegal exchange of benefits between you and Mr. Yang.”

"Inspector Li, I hope you will confess as soon as possible."

Li Ying picked up the coffee on the table, took a sip, shrugged, and said:

"Have you finished talking? Show me the evidence!"

"I can sue you for defamation for accusations without evidence."

“Zhang Guobiao, I can understand your desire to make a name for yourself, but with your brain, you’re easily manipulated.”

"Use your brain! If you cause trouble, no one will take the blame for you!"

Zhang Guobiao's face was grim, and he clenched his fists in secret. He hadn't expected Li Ying to be so difficult to deal with. As expected of a senior front-line police officer, he had extremely strong counter-surveillance capabilities and exuded an official aura. Dealing with an anti-corruption commissioner was a piece of cake for him.

At that moment, the Chief Investigator of the Independent Commission Against Corruption (ICAC) pushed open the door and entered, shaking hands with Li Ying with a smile.

"Mr. Lee, I'm so sorry! My men made a mistake!"

"I'll treat you to a drink another day to apologize."

Li Ying sneered and said expressionlessly:
"No need for apologies, your coffee is terrible, we'll try a different brand next time!"

Seeing Zhang Guobiao's defiant expression, Li Ying sneered.
"Kid, you'd better watch out, the water's deep, you might drown!"

“Li Sir, don’t bother with those men. Come on, I’ll see you out.”

With a forced smile, Lu Zhilian sent Li Ying to the Independent Commission Against Corruption (ICAC), regretting his actions and realizing he had probably alerted the enemy.

As Li Ying walked out of the Independent Commission Against Corruption (ICAC), he was not as calm as he appeared. After returning home, he called Director Li to tell him that he had been released.

Almost at the same time.

Yang Jun received a phone call from Director Li, whose tone was very serious.

“Mr. Yang, the Independent Commission Against Corruption (ICAC) may be targeting me. It’s my old rival Lucas who’s behind this.”

"Things are getting tense lately, you need to be careful too!"

Deputy Director Lucas was parachuted in from the United States, a favorite of the Director of Security, and considered one of the Americans' own. He saw the Chinese Li Junxia as a thorn in his side.

Yang Jun was taken aback upon hearing this, then smiled at Li Junxia:

"I understand. Don't worry, I'll protect you."

Hearing this, Li Junxia smiled and hung up the phone. With Mr. Yang's assurance, he immediately felt much more at ease.

Mr. Yang is the world's richest man; even the Governor of Hong Kong has to be wary of him.

Yang Jun hung up the phone, thought carefully about the information provided by Director Li, and then called Luo Tianhong.

"Hey! Tianhong, temporarily halt your shady businesses like money laundering, smuggling, and other illegal activities. Wait for my call."

"Ah, Brother Jun, this is a huge loss. How are the brothers going to support their families without water?"

As the leader of the gang, Luo Tianhong knew how many of his brothers relied on these shady businesses to support their families. If they stopped, many families would face hardship!

Yang Jun thought for a moment and then said to Luo Tianhong;
"Those who can drive, go work at the logistics company; those who can't drive, come work on my construction site. Just endure it for a month or two first!"

Luo Tianhong immediately realized that the situation was indeed quite serious, and the police might be planning a major operation.

"understood!"

(End of this chapter)