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

Chapter 268, Section 267: I liked how unruly you were just now!

Yang Jun, with a cigar in his mouth, smiled and said to Fire Bull:
"Fire Bull, do your best in Tai Kok Tsui, I have faith in you."

As a mature leader, making promises is an essential skill, and Yang Jun tossed out a Cuban Cohiba cigar.

Fire Bull's eyes lit up. This meant that Mr. Yang had completely accepted him. Smoking cigars together meant they were one of their own.

Fire Bull was secretly pleased by these signals and finally breathed a sigh of relief. He could finally gain a foothold in the gang and focus on developing his business.

Thank you, Mr. Yang!

Da Dong took out a lighter and lit Huo Niu's cigarette, making Huo Niu feel flattered, since Da Dong was Mr. Yang's personal bodyguard with a knife.

"By the way, the Hong Kong Jockey Club is not to be trifled with. Be careful, don't let the cops catch you red-handed."

Yang Jun thought of the Royal Hong Kong Jockey Club, which was one of the most powerful foreign groups in Hong Kong, comparable to, or even surpassing, the board of directors of HSBC.

Fire Bull's move to enter the Hong Kong football betting market will definitely impact the Hong Kong Jockey Club's interests!
The Hong Kong Jockey Club is the only legal betting company in Hong Kong. Although it no longer offers football betting, the number of gamblers in Hong Kong is limited. If you bet on football, you will definitely reduce your betting on horse racing. This creates a situation where one side gains at the expense of the other, making them competitors.
Upon hearing the name "Horse Racing Club," Fire Bull was clearly frightened, but he forced himself to speak:

"I bet on football, he bets on horse racing. We keep to ourselves, so there shouldn't be any problem!"

Should? Heh.
Yang Jun looked at Huo Niu with amusement, and patted Huo Niu on the shoulder with a smile.

"Don't be too scared. If anything happens, the company will support you."

Fire Bull's complexion improved considerably. Since Mr. Yang was willing to help, the foreigners had nothing to fear!
Han Bin continued drinking his champagne, and seeing that the two had finished discussing business, he said to Yang Jun:

“Brother Jun, a high-ranking official from an island nation has approached me wanting to launder money, involving 1 million US dollars.”

"However, I can't handle such a large order; I want to outsource it to a company."

Han Bin also wanted to take over this business, but his financial strength didn't allow it, and money laundering wasn't his main business; he only occasionally did it.

Yang Jun frowned. He had just eliminated this business not long ago because the risk of money laundering was extremely high and would involve the Independent Commission Against Corruption (ICAC) and the Commercial Crime Investigation Division of the police.

One hundred million US dollars? As expected, island nation officials are the best at making money.

The island nation imposes severe penalties for corruption. If the amount embezzled reaches HK$2000, all family property will be confiscated and the entire family will be held accountable.

If one person embezzles, the whole family is implicated!

Unexpectedly, this high-ranking official from the island nation defied the rules and managed to embezzle 100 million US dollars. What a talent!
"Our company doesn't do this business. It's only a hundred million US dollars, it would be a shame to give it up. Let's refer it to others and earn some commission!"

In fact, Yang Jun was more interested in the criminal evidence against this high-ranking official from the island nation, thinking that he might be able to make use of it!
So he asked Han Bin to take over the business first, but Yang Jun didn't plan to do it himself. The risk was too great, so it was better to find someone willing to take the fall.

Yang Jun suddenly thought of Jiang Tianyang. That kid was expanding his money laundering business; he'd take on any deal that made money.
Without hesitation, Yang Jun made a phone call to Jiang Tianyang.

The call was answered after a long pause, and Jiang Tianyang's impatient voice came through.

"Who?"

"I, Yang Jun, have a business deal to discuss with you."

Mr. Yang wants to talk business with me? Jiang Tianyang's eyes lit up, and his tone immediately became obsequious.

"Mr. Yang, haha, when can we talk? I'm free anytime~"

"You were clearly very busy just now, how about we do it another day?"

"No need, there's no time like the present!"

Everyone in the underworld knows that Mr. Yang is a god of wealth; just a tiny bit of his wealth is enough for these big shots to live on!
Jiang Tianyang loves doing business the most. He keeps a low profile when it comes to gang affairs, but he keeps a high profile when it comes to business!
The two agreed to meet at the You Gu Qi Restaurant in Tsuen Wan. Jiang Tianyang arrived early and waited for Yang Jun in a private room.

"Mr. Yang, please have a seat!"

Four tall, black-clad bodyguards stood up and shook hands with Yang Jun.

Da Dong pulled out a chair and let Yang Jun sit down.

Jiang Tianyang was very polite, proactively pouring tea for Yang Jun and asking with a smile:
"Mr. Yang, what exactly is this big business deal you mentioned on the phone?"

Yang Jun took a sip of tea and said with a smile:
"The head of Hung Hing personally poured the tea, and it tasted sweeter than usual!"

"Haha, just kidding!"

"How about you take 10% of the $100 million order?"

"The money must be safely transferred to the overseas account within ten days!"

When Jiang Tianyang heard about the 100 million US dollars, his eyes lit up. This was a huge deal.

Yang Jun chuckled inwardly, thinking to himself, "This country bumpkin has never seen the world."

However, upon hearing the number 10, Jiang Tianyang shook his head and said:

"Mr. Yang, ten points is too low, overseas they charge 20 points!"

Yang Jun, that middleman, is too ruthless! He's exploiting farmers by profiting from the price difference!
"Brother, you think I make a lot of money by selling in bulk? I haven't made a single penny off you from beginning to end."

"This high-ranking official from that island nation is a friend of mine; I'm doing this volunteer work."

Hehe, Jiang Tianyang didn't believe it in his heart, but considering that his business had just started, he could accept earning a little less.

"Okay! It's settled then."

After the two sides reached an agreement, they began to chat casually. Jiang Tianyang asked curiously:
"Mr. Yang, I heard you have a private army in northern Myanmar, is that true?"

Yang Jun shrugged, directly denying it.

"It's fake. You believe rumors from the martial arts world? Why would I keep so many soldiers?"

Jiang Tianyang was startled, but he believed the rumor wholeheartedly. Based on his understanding of Yang Jun, he never spoke the truth; you could only interpret his words in reverse.

Half an hour later, Yang Jun left the Youguqi Restaurant.

Han Bin was listening to the news in his car downstairs. When he saw Yang Jun come down, he said to Yang Jun:
"Jun-ge, how is it?"

“Okay, we’ll make a pure profit of 15%, and we’ll split the $1500 million equally.”

Earning $1500 million just by talking? Is there really such an easy business to do?

If the Commercial Investigation Department comes knocking, Jiang Tianyang will be the one who suffers, while Jiang himself will not bear any risk.

Han Bin gave Yang Jun a thumbs up, expressing his admiration for Yang Jun's skills. "Awesome!"

"Han Bin, remember to keep the evidence of money laundering by high-ranking officials in the island nation. We may need it later."

Han Bin's lips twitched. The big boss is really cunning!

St. Peter's Secondary School, Hong Kong.

Stephen Chow was acting absentmindedly, and Zhu Yin hadn't come to film for three days.

It's obvious she's being kept by a big boss. Damn, another gold digger!

Stephen Chow was very resentful. He had worked very hard, so why couldn't he even protect the person he loved?

"Ka, Ah Xing, you're not feeling well, do you want to take a break?"

Director Chen Jiashang clearly sensed that Stephen Chow was distracted, so he called for another take, and it was another NG (no good take).

Zhou Xingxing rolled his eyes at Chen Jiashang, then turned and left.

"Ah Xing, come back~"

Wu Mengda quickly smoothed things over, smiling apologetically at Chen Jiashang and saying:

"Director Chen, I'm sorry, Ah Xing isn't in a good mood!"

Chen Jiashang was so angry that his face turned green. He left the crew and acted like a diva without saying a word. How could the show be filmed?

Do you think you're Zhu Yin, with powerful connections in the company? Without the male lead, the filming can't continue, so director Chen Jiashang had no choice but to report the matter to the company.

The top floor of the Giant Group headquarters.

Yang Jun received a call from Liu Xing, who said that Zhou Xingxing was acting like a diva and was refusing to film, causing the crew to suffer losses every day.

Every day the film crew doesn't shoot, they suffer losses.

Chen Jiashang was also anxious, so he reported the situation to the film company, which then reported it to Yang Jun.

Yang Jun smirked coldly. "Playing the big shot?"
Going against film companies means you've never been beaten down by capital before?

Yang Jun dialed Zhou Xingxing's home phone number, and the call was answered quickly.

"Hello, is this Stephen Chow? This is Yang Jun~"

Yang Jun's voice was deep and resonant, exuding authority even without anger!
Stephen Chow was startled. The big boss was calling him?

"Mr. Yang, is there anything I can help you with?"

Yang Jun spoke calmly and casually:

"I heard you boycotted the movie? Is that a misunderstanding, or is it true?"

Although they didn't meet, Zhou Xingxing felt a tremendous sense of pressure, and he forced himself to calm down.

The thought of Zhu Yin being snatched away by the big boss made Stephen Chow furious.

"Boss, I think my pay is too low. I deserve a higher pay."

Stephen Chow forced himself to say those words. He had figured it out: he wanted to make money, and he would do anything to make more money.

As long as you make money, you can win over any woman in the future!

Once he earned his first pot of gold, Stephen Chow planned to become a director and start his own film company, so that he wouldn't be exploited by the company.

Yang Jun frowned. Had he grown too big for his britches and wanted to fly away?

It took so much effort to make Stephen Chow famous, only for him to want to go solo?

“Mr. Zhou, if you want to leave the company and work independently, you must finish filming this movie and return to the film crew immediately.”

The more polite the way Yang Jun addresses someone, the colder the attitude towards that person is.

Zhou Xingxing mustered his courage; since he had already spoken out, he wasn't afraid anymore.

"I'm willing to go back to the film crew, but the salary for this movie must be increased to 300 million per film."

Stephen Chow's previous film salary was 150 million, which was increased to 200 million last week, and now it's even more outrageous, he wants to increase it to 300 million.

This is unacceptable to Yang Jun. Every company owner knows that employees should be treated equally!
Human greed is insatiable; like a snake trying to swallow an elephant.
What would Zhou Ruifa, whose film salary is only 300 million, think if Zhou Xingxing's salary were increased to 100 million?
What would Andy Lau, whose salary is only 50, think? If he wanted to increase everything, the operating costs would increase significantly, and how would the company make money?

"Running a company isn't charity," Yang Jun said coldly, his face darkening.
"Are you threatening the company?"

“I’m just fighting for my rights; I deserve more.”

Stephen Chow's eyes gradually hardened; he wanted to take back what he deserved and have a clear conscience.

Yang Jun scoffed and said calmly:
"Fine, the company will sue you for breach of contract, and you'll have to pay 100 million in compensation!"

"Huh!" Stephen Chow was dumbfounded. "What the heck?"

A hundred million in compensation? Am I worth that much?
Stephen Chow hadn't carefully reviewed his contract beforehand. He had signed with the film company, and if he breached it, he would have to pay an exorbitant amount in compensation.

This is the power of capital. You, a working-class person, want to rebel?
Stephen Chow quickly found the contract, and his face turned ashen when he saw the terms.

He has only earned a few million, and asking him to pay a hundred million in compensation is no different from killing him.
Stephen Chow calmed himself down and put on a fawning smile.

"Boss, what I just said was all a joke. You know I'm a comedian."

"I'll report to the film set right away. I have no complaints about the company; I'm loyal!"

Yang Jun sneered and said with amusement:
"I still prefer your rebellious side from earlier! It was so unique!"

Yang Jun hung up the phone. These popular celebrities still needed to be warned, especially those arrogant artists.

Yang Jun dislikes ungrateful employees!
Yang Jun made a film request, instructing Liu Xing not to allocate any resources to Zhou Xingxing for a year.

Upon hearing this, Liu Xing wondered if they were planning to blacklist Zhou Xingxing?
"Boss, Stephen Chow is the company's most profitable cash cow!"

"I have plenty of money, but I don't like subordinates who are too individualistic."

If a dog is disobedient, you have to let it go hungry for a few meals before it will behave.

Yang Jun was always a man of his word in the company. Liu Xing nodded; he was just an employee and could only do what the boss wanted.

Without taking the matter to heart, Yang Jun was going to fly to Taiwan that afternoon to personally use his connections to extradite Ma Furong and the others back.

Yang Jun took a private jet to Taipei and met with a deputy mayor in charge of the economy. The deputy mayor was very enthusiastic when Yang Jun came to see him.
Good heavens! This is the world's richest man.
The moment the vice mayor saw Yang Jun, he began showering him with compliments.

"Mr. Yang, I have no idea you are so young. I have long admired your name!"

"Haha! I'll have to trouble you this time, Mayor."

The two parties dined in a private room at a large hotel. Yang Jun's bodyguards stood guard at the door, and there was another person inside the room, Ms. Ding Yao from Sanlian Enterprise.

Ms. Ding Yao was wearing a low-cut evening gown. It was Ms. Ding Yao who introduced the deputy mayor to Yang Jun, because the deputy mayor's hometown was in Tainan and he was very influential in the south.

"These are local specialties I brought from Hong Kong. I'll have the driver deliver them to your trunk later."

The deputy mayor's eyes lit up after looking at the local specialties, and he said with a smile:

"Mr. Yang, you're too kind. I'll give it a try."

People of high status don't take on too much responsibility; if they say they'll give it a try, it's usually pretty much a done deal.

The vice mayor was the first to leave the private room, and Ding Yao walked in with a smile, sitting in Yang Jun's lap.

"How's it going? Is it done?"

Yang Jun made an OK sign, and Ding Yao lifted Yang Jun's chin.

"I've done you such a big favor, how can you repay me?"

Such a slutty woman, she's lusting after my body!
However, a reward should still be given, since Ding Yao did indeed put in a lot of effort this time.

"Wash yourself clean and wait for me upstairs."

"Disgusting~"

The next day, the deputy mayor called Yang Jun and asked him to go to Tainan to pick up the person.

They're very efficient! Give them some local specialties, and it's all done in one night.

Yang Jun sent someone to the south to pick up the people, while he went to a hotel in Taipei to meet with various gang leaders from Tainan for negotiations.

Wanlong Hotel is located in Wanhua District, formerly known as Mengjia.

There were quite a few thugs standing downstairs, in groups of three or five at the entrance. They were accompanying their respective bosses, but they weren't allowed to enter the hotel.

Sanpao was standing at the door when he saw Yang Jun's car arrive, and he opened the car door for him.

"Mr. Yang, please follow me. Mr. Zhou has prepared a banquet upstairs."

Yang Jun nodded, followed by Da Dong and A Hu, along with more than 30 security guards, their presence quite imposing.

The thugs downstairs, seeing this scene, were so frightened that they took a few steps back; they were not even in the same league.

(End of this chapter)