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

Chapter 37. I also want to keep a low profile, but my strength won't allow it!

Giant Security has rented an entire floor of office space in an office building next to Times Square in Causeway Bay, but it is only used for business meetings.

"Jianjun, from now on, this place is in your hands. Do a good job!"

Yang Jun patted Wang Jianjun's arm, saying it was too much to ask someone as taciturn as Wang Jianjun to manage a security company.

"Boss, I'm afraid I can't do it!"

Although Wang Jianjun was in charge, he was still very uneasy. He was confident in his abilities; he was sure he could kill someone, but he wasn't good at doing business.

"It's alright, I'll have Li Chaobei help you."

Behind Yang Jun stood a middle-aged man, wearing glasses and with a round face. This was a professional manager that Yang Jun had recruited through a headhunter. He had previously worked for other security companies and was poached by Yang Jun with a high salary.

"Jianjun, from now on you will be in charge of training and security, while Chaobei will be in charge of operations and management!"

Although Yang Jun always had a smile on his face, he carried an air of undeniable authority!

Wang Jianjun breathed a sigh of relief; having him manage the business was practically torture for him.

"Yes, boss!"

In addition to the twelve retired soldiers, the security company has recruited some retired police officers and several retired Flying Tigers members in the past few days.

With over 30 employees, the security company can be considered a medium-sized security company, and it's quite respectable in Hong Kong.

Li Chaobei lived up to expectations and quickly secured his first business deal: a five-year contract with Giant Security for escort services for East Asia Bank.

Yang Jun sat in the office of Giant Security, a cigar dangling from his lips, and said with a smile:

"300 million a year, that's not bad!"

Giant Security signed a five-year contract with East Asia Bank, stipulating an annual security fee of 300 million yuan. Yang Jun looked at Li Chaobei with appreciation.

Li Chaobei appeared humble, not daring to be presumptuous in front of his boss.

He had heard that his boss was a powerful figure in the underworld, one of the top figures in the Wan Chai area.

"Boss, it's all thanks to your brilliant leadership!"

Li Chaobei chuckled awkwardly, bent over. He certainly didn't want to be sacked and thrown into the sea for no reason.

Many people go missing on Hong Kong Island every day, and most of their bodies sink to the bottom of the sea forever, which the police simply cannot keep up with.

"Alright! Go and do your job well, I won't treat you unfairly!"

After dismissing Li Chaobei, Yang Jun turned to Wang Jianjun and said with a smile:

"Jianjun, I plan to build a training base on Lantau Island. You will train there regularly to help yourselves regain your peak physical condition."

Retired soldiers and police officers, after a few years away from their posts, without corresponding training, will find their skills either stagnate or regress!

Yang Jun spent over three million to buy a piece of land on Lantau Island to use as a training base for his security company.

Lantau Island is the largest island in Hong Kong. It is sparsely populated and undeveloped at that time, so land prices were relatively cheap and government permits were easy to obtain.

Yang Juncai spent over 3 million yuan to build a training base of more than 5,000 square meters, which includes a physical training field and a shooting training field.

"Come on, I'll show you!"

Yang Jun led Wang Jianjun and others to the training base on Lantau Island, which was located in a remote mountain area.

Wow! That's a huge sum!

Upon entering the training center, Wang Jianjun, Jianguo, Dadong, Dapao, and the others gasped in surprise. The training center was enormous, and the shooting range even had moving targets.

Yang Jun took out a Remington shotgun. They were only allowed to train with these two types of guns, pistols and shotguns, under normal circumstances.

However, Yang Jun was not so conservative. He had already ordered a batch of weapons to be purchased from Southeast Asia for use in training.

"Holy crap! What's that? An MP5 submachine gun?"

"Ah! And there's the M16 assault rifle, that's equipment for the US Army."

A group of men were holding various weapons, touching them with obvious delight, as if these guns were beautiful women they were practically drooling over. Guns are a man's romance; even Wang Jianjun and his comrades had never handled these things when they were in the army.

"Boss, where did you get all this equipment?"

Da Dong, holding an M16 assault rifle, excitedly loaded the bullet, eager to try it out at the shooting range.

Yang Jun shrugged and said casually:

"You can get them if you have money; these are all top-quality goods!"

Upon hearing this, Da Dong gave a thumbs up, "Boss, you're awesome!"
"Loyalty +1" * 12
Yang Jun trusted these veterans from the mainland even more; their average loyalty was over 80, and they were all Yang Jun's confidants.

Yang Jun planned to separate them from the security company, one in the open and one in the shadows. These 12 retired soldiers would form the core of a private armed force, a private army loyal only to one person.

"Come here for a moment, everyone. The boss wants to talk to you."

Wang Jianjun summoned all the security guards around him and surrounded Yang Jun, all of them curious about what Yang Jun would say.
Yang Jun chuckled lightly, picked up the M16 automatic rifle on the table, skillfully loaded the bullet, and began shooting at a fixed target 100 meters away.

"Oh! The boss can shoot too?"

"I don't know! This is the first time I've seen the boss make a move!"

The crowd was buzzing with discussion when Yang Jun fired three shots.

"Did you hit it?"

"Looks like I hit the bullseye, a 10?"

Because the location was too far away, they couldn't see clearly. Only true top experts would dare to shoot at a fixed target 100 meters away.

At such a distance, someone with average eyesight simply cannot see the bullseye clearly.

Three 10-rings? Holy crap, is this guy even human?

"Even our military region's top marksman wasn't this good, was he? Amazing!"

The group of veterans watching were dumbfounded, hardly believing their eyes.

They had seen sharpshooters before; Wang Jianjun was also a sharpshooter in the army, but he was far inferior to Yang Jun.

"Boss, you're a sharpshooter! Awesome!"

"That's amazing, boss! Could you give us a pointer?"

Yang Jun looked around, smiled and waved his hand. He wasn't trying to show off or impress anyone.

Most of these retired soldiers are inherently arrogant. If we don't intimidate them with our marksmanship, it will be difficult to win them over completely!

Within the military, everyone admires strength. Yang Jun's marksmanship astonished all the team members, making them even more impressed with their boss.

Loyalty +1

Loyalty +2

Yang Jun watched as the loyalty of his trusted confidants rose steadily, and he felt a surge of joy. "I don't want to show off, it's just that my strength doesn't allow it!"
In order to become stronger, Yang Jun gritted his teeth and pretended!
"Ding, your subordinate Da Dong's loyalty has reached 90, triggering the reward mechanism. Reward: Mitsubishi Military Dagger Combat Technique."

Yang Jun's eyes lit up. The Mitsubishi bayonet fighting technique was a specialty of reconnaissance soldiers.

Isn't this Wang Jianjun and others' signature move? Yang Jun had gained a lot of Mitsubishi bayonet techniques in his mind, as if he had gained decades of experience.

Mitsubishi military dagger? Yang Jun smiled. This was a deadly weapon that could kill with a single blow, and should never be used casually.

Da Dong was the third mainland assassin besides Wang Jianjun and Wang Jianguo. The reason he was rewarded was probably because Da Dong later appeared in a movie, where he seemed to be a ruthless bandit.

Yang Jun had someone get him a Mitsubishi military dagger and put it in his system space, where he would spar with Wang Jianjun whenever he had free time!
Of course, you shouldn't spar with Mitsubishi bayonets; those are deadly. Just use wooden bayonets.

"Boss, your knife skills are amazing."

Wang Jianjun lay on the ground with a wooden military dagger pressed against his neck, having been beaten so badly by Yang Jun that he was questioning his existence.

His most prized Mitsubishi bayonet technique couldn't last ten rounds against Yang Jun—that was incredibly damaging!
Yang Jun smiled, helped Wang Jianjun up, and comforted him:
"Jianjun, you're already very strong!"

Wang Jianjun's lips twitched; those words were somewhat insulting.
(End of this chapter)