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

Chapter 85, Section 84: A Back-and-forth Battle of Public Opinion!

In the Repulse Bay villa, Yang Jun was watching TV with Zhu Baoyi in his arms. The TV was showing the TVB drama "Shanghai Bund".

The two were inseparable during this time, and their relationship quickly blossomed!
"Jun-ge, I should go back to the dorm now~"

Zhu Baoyi blinked her big eyes. She had feelings for Yang Jun, but she didn't want him to get it too easily.

She knew very well that the easier a man was to obtain, the less he would cherish him.

"Why don't you stay tonight, Bao Yi? Don't you have any feelings for me?"

Yang Jun looked at Zhu Baoyi with deep affection, which Zhu Baoyi could hardly resist!
Zhu Baoyi had no dating experience and was easily manipulated by Yang Jun, a seasoned womanizer, so she lowered her head shyly.

"Silence means you agree~"

"Ugh! I didn't!"

Yang Jun chuckled and pounced on Zhu Baoyi, pinning him down on the sofa. Both of them were panting, their blood boiling.

"Jun-ge, come inside, not here!"

Two hours later, Yang Jun leaned against the bed, quite satisfied with Zhu Baoyi. Although her figure was rather average, she was fair-skinned, beautiful, and young.

Zhu Baoyi was too tired and was still fast asleep, with a clear red stain on the bed sheet.

Yang Jun, with a cigar in his mouth, exhaled a thick cloud of smoke. Indeed, being a movie company boss is the ultimate pursuit for men!
The actresses in the film company are all dazzling and goddesses in the eyes of male otaku, but how many people know that these goddesses are just high-class playthings of big shots!

However, Yang Jun did not intend to play around with Zhu Baoyi, but to take him seriously, since Zhu Baoyi had given him his most precious thing.

The ringing of the mobile phone interrupted Yang Jun's thoughts. Yang Jun carefully got out of bed without waking Zhu Baoyi and went outside to the balcony.

"Boss, Jia Aiqing has confessed. He accepted 50 yuan from the Feng family and committed perjury in court!"

Yang Jun smiled. Jia Aiqing had already confessed, and the Feng family was also implicated.

"Hand Jia Aiqing over to the police and let them make things difficult for her!"

"Yes, boss!"

Yang Jun hung up the phone, feeling very relaxed, and hummed a little tune as he returned to his room.

"You're awake? Why don't you rest a little longer!"

Zhu Baoyi, wearing pajamas and with her long hair tied back, smiled as she tidied the sheets and carefully put them into her bag.

"Brother Jun, I'm fine~"

Yang Jun smiled, thinking that youth meant quick recovery, and went over to hug Zhu Baoyi's slender waist.

"Look, this is a gift for you~"

Yang Jun handed over a red box. Zhu Baoyi's heart skipped a beat, thinking it might be jewelry or something, so he opened it to take a look.

A thick stack of documents, with the property ownership certificate written on the top.

Property deed? Zhu Baoyi's eyes lit up. Could this be a property certificate from Hong Kong?
She was from Taiwan and had never seen a property certificate in Hong Kong, but the stack of documents in front of her should be the property deeds for Hong Kong properties.

Yang Jun shrugged and said with a smile:

"This is the deed for this villa. It's not expensive, only a little over 3 million!"

Ah! Zhu Baoyi was shocked. This was the property deed for the villa.

Three million isn't expensive? What kind of outrageous statement is that?

Zhu Baoyi was terrified. A villa worth over 300 million yuan was being given to him?

"Brother Jun, you know I'm not with you for money!"

"I can't accept such an expensive gift."

Looking at Zhu Baoyi in front of him, Yang Jun was quite moved, regardless of whether Zhu Baoyi's words were sincere or not!
"Don't worry about accepting it. More than 300 million is just a drop in the ocean for me!"

Zhu Baoyi then remembered that her boyfriend was a billionaire. The newspaper said that Yang Jun had assets of over 1 billion yuan, so 3 million yuan was nothing to him.

"Jun-ge, thank you~"

A house is a woman's security; what women like most is not jewelry, but real estate!

Zhu Baoyi comes from an ordinary family and had always hoped to buy a house, but she never expected that her boyfriend would give her a villa.

An excited Zhu Baoyi wrapped his arms around Yang Jun's neck and kissed him on the lips.

"Brother Jun, I'm ready for a fight!"

Zhu Baoyi is fully recovered, energized and ready to fight again, does he think he's ready for anything?

"Hmph, don't cry later~"

The following day, a van drove up to the entrance of the police station at the East Kowloon Regional Headquarters.

Jia Aiqing was pushed off the car, stood up shakily, and said to the stunned police officers who arrived:
"I want to turn myself in!"

Lu Qichang from the East Kowloon Major Crimes Unit personally rushed out and, upon seeing Jia Aiqing covered in injuries, immediately asked:

"What happened to you? Did someone beat you up?"

Jia Aiqing shook her head, her eyes filled with fear, and said in a trembling voice:

"I fell on my own!"

What? You fell down by yourself? Are you kidding me?
Lu Qichang and his men looked at each other, wondering how they could fall so hard that they were covered in bruises and even lost their fingernails.

However, Lu Qichang didn't care about that. He was very interested in the confession that Jia Aiqing mentioned!
"Let's go, take him to the interrogation room and ask him what happened!"

An hour later, Lu Qichang was very excited. He had uncovered a major case: Zhang Lu had been raped, and the murderer was none other than Feng Baobao, a wealthy young master.

This case is interesting. Lu Qichang truthfully reported the case to the Department of Justice and awaited further processing by the Department of Justice.

The Department of Justice is one of the three departments in Hong Kong and is an independent judicial body. Leung Wing-ki had already made arrangements, and the case progressed very quickly.

Fung Family Villa in Deep Water Bay.

Several police cars suddenly pulled up at the door. The butler rushed into the living room and said to Feng Shufeng:
"Master, something terrible has happened! There are many policemen outside, and they want to see the young master!"

Feng Shufeng frowned. Why were the police looking for Feng Baobao? Had this kid gotten into trouble again?

Lu Qichang walked in wearing a suit, followed by seven or eight plainclothes police officers. He showed his identification to Feng Shufeng and solemnly said:
"I am Luk Kai-cheung from the East Kowloon Serious Crime Unit. I have a case that I would like to ask Mr. Fung Bo-bo to assist in the investigation."

Feng Baobao happened to see this scene from upstairs. She rushed downstairs in a panic and yelled at Lu Qichang:
"What do you want from me? I'm busy, I don't have time to go crazy with you guys."

Lu Qichang gave a wry smile. These rich young masters really wouldn't shed a tear until they saw the coffin. So he took out an arrest warrant.

"This is an arrest warrant. Please come over, Mr. Feng Baobao."

Arrest warrant? Is it that serious?

Feng Shufeng, who had been calm and composed, suddenly changed his expression. Having an arrest warrant made all the difference; it meant the police had solid evidence.

Feng Shufeng had no choice but to step in and said to Lu Qichang with a smile:

"Inspector Lu, may I ask what case this is?"

"The case is still under wraps, so we cannot disclose any information."

As Feng Baobao was taken away, she shouted at her father and mother:

"Help me! Mom and Dad, please help me get this sorted out!"

Inside, Mrs. Feng, still exuding elegance and dressed in gold and silver, pleaded with Feng Shufeng, "Old Feng, please save him! He's still a baby!"

Lu Qichang, who hadn't gone far, almost tripped. Good heavens! They're all young men in their twenties, and this is still a baby?
"Shut up, you've spoiled her rotten all this time~"

Feng Shufeng gave a stern rebuke and went upstairs to make a phone call.

"Hello! Chief Louis, this is Feng Shufeng. I'd like to inquire about the case."

After making the call, Feng Shufeng waited for news. Although Chief Louis was a high-ranking officer in the police department, he was not clear about the case and needed help to inquire.

Two hours later, Deputy Commissioner Louis called to tell Feng Shufeng that it was about Zhang Lu's case, and that the Department of Justice had new evidence and had overturned the verdict.

What? Feng Shufeng's eyes turned red with anger. He had already dealt with Jia Aiqing, so how could he possibly overturn the case?
Feng Shufeng had already found out that Zhang Lu's parents were from the lower class in Hong Kong and had no money to hire a lawyer to fight the case. Logically speaking, this case could not be overturned.
Feng Shufeng thought for a long time and felt that there was only one possibility: he had been targeted by someone with ulterior motives, and someone wanted to get rid of him.

"Sir, these are today's newspapers, please take a look!"

The housekeeper brought over a thick stack of newspapers, which featured a beautiful photo of Feng Baobao on the front page, making it very eye-catching.

Why did this young girl perish? Is there a devil among us?

The Rich Young Master Ruthlessly Destroys a Flower: Money Really Can Buy Anything!

Chinese Estates' CFO arrested, stock price drops 20%, listed company plunged into public opinion crisis!

Misfortunes never come singly! Just as Feng Baobao was arrested by the police and made the front page of Hong Kong's mainstream media.

The financial director of Chinese Estates Holdings has been taken away by the West Kowloon Commercial Crime Bureau, which may lead to a major case.

The wealth gap in Hong Kong is already large, and the exposure of this case has further fueled public outrage, plunging the Fung family into a media storm.

Feng Shufeng's face darkened, and he almost lost his balance.

It's quite clear that someone is targeting the Feng family, and the most likely culprit is Yang Jun, because Yang Jun has the strongest motive and the ability to do so.

Now that the Fung family has fallen, who benefits the most? It's none other than the Giant Group, which has been eyeing Chinese Estates Holdings.

Feng Shufeng's eyes were fierce, like a trapped beast struggling. He picked up his mobile phone and ordered his assistant to take action immediately.

"Yang Jun, if I'm not doing well, you shouldn't expect to escape unscathed either!"

Feng Shufeng knew in his heart that when it came to underhanded tactics, the Feng family was no match for a large triad like Wo Luen Shing!
But when it comes to connections in officialdom, the Feng family is definitely much stronger than the nouveau riche Yang Jun.

Once Yang Jun's reputation is ruined, dealing with him through the police force will be a natural outcome. The key is to win the media war decisively.

Ordinary citizens in Hong Kong don't have the ability to think independently; they just believe whatever the newspapers say.

Giant Group.

Jamie hurriedly knocked on Yang Jun's office door, and a young yet authoritative voice came from inside.

"Come in!"

Yang Jun was checking Chinese Estates Holdings' stock on his computer. It had dropped 15% today, which had significantly reduced Yang Jun's net worth!

It can be said that Yang Jun's move resulted in a Pyrrhic victory, as he was the largest shareholder of Chinese Estates Holdings.

It's okay, just buy more stocks when they drop, they'll always come back up.

Jimmy said excitedly:
"Brother Jun, the shareholders of Chinese Estates who were adamant about not selling before contacted me today, asking if we are still willing to buy Chinese Estates shares?"

The stock price decline, coupled with the fact that Chairman Feng Shufeng was preoccupied with family matters and had no energy to repurchase shares, led to a continuous drop in the stock price!

These minority shareholders couldn't hold on any longer; they decided to quit and sell all their shares to Yang Jun.

Now the tables have turned, and Yang Jun is now in charge of setting prices; it's a buyer's market now.

"Tell them we'll acquire them at a 10% premium to the stock price that day, first come, first served!"

Jimmy's eyes lit up. Based on the current share price of Chinese Estates Holdings, there was still room for the stock price to fall. If it could reach a 10% premium, they would definitely sell it off.

As expected, things went exactly as Zhanmi had predicted. Zhanmi contacted more than a dozen shareholders, including three company directors, and they all sold their shares to Yang Jun.

In addition, Yang Jun also instructed Giant Fund to buy up shares in the secondary stock market. Whenever someone sold Chinese Estates Holdings shares, Giant Fund would quickly buy them up.

However, the good times didn't last long. Wang Xue soon discovered that some people were taking advantage of the situation to buy large quantities of Chinese Estates Holdings shares, driving up the company's stock price.

"Boss, there are still people buying up Chinese Estates' shares."

Wang Xue noticed something was wrong and immediately ran to tell Yang Jun, looking somewhat depressed.

Yang Jun frowned, a surge of anger rising within him. Just who was this person?

According to the previous progress, as long as he took advantage of the stock market downturn and bought shares steadily for a day or two, he could gain control of Chinese Estates Holdings. Who knew that a surprise attack would come out of nowhere.

"Are people from the Feng and Li families running the game?"

Yang Jun asked Wang Xue if the stock market could reveal someone's identity by tracing their accounts.

Wang Xue shook her head and said to Yang Jun:
"No! Based on my observation, these accounts belong to Aimeigao Company; it was Liu Xiong who made the move!"

Yang Jun was speechless. So this was the fan seller.

Yang Jun had previously targeted Aimeigao, driving up its stock price and making a fortune before disappearing. He never expected the fan seller to hold a grudge and come here to cause trouble.

Yang Jun had no choice but to stop. If things continued this way, Chinese Estates Holdings would be overvalued, affecting his acquisition plans.

"Wang Xue, how many shares of Chinese Estates do we currently own?"

"Boss, we have about 40% of the shares, but we're still 11% short of controlling Chinese Estates."

Still 11% short? Yang Jun nodded. The acquisition battle couldn't be rushed; it could only be done slowly, gradually eroding the company's shares.

When Yang Jun saw Ahua knocking on the door, he sent Wang Xue away and let Ahua into his office.

"Boss, could you take a look at this newspaper?"

The Grand Palace Gazette? Yang Jun glanced at it; he was quite familiar with this newspaper.

This is a newspaper with a large circulation in Hong Kong and it has a lot of influence there. It even has its own photo on it.

Yang Jun frowned after reading only a short section; the content was too offensive to read.

"Slander! This is utter slander!"

The philanthropist who donated hundreds of millions was actually a ruthless crime boss!

The title is sensational, and the content is even more outrageous—it's a complete fabrication without any evidence.

The above description states that Yang Jun is the local boss of the Wo Luen Shing Society, a man who commits almost every imaginable evil, including murder, drug trafficking, and kidnapping, and controls entertainment venues in Causeway Bay, Mong Kok, and Tsim Sha Tsui in Hong Kong.

Murder and kidnapping did occur, but when did Yang Jun start selling baby formula?
Also, it says on it that Yang Junjian killed a female student?
"Fuck your mother! I'm this handsome, why would I need to get into bodybuilding?"

That's going too far! Yang Jun has always treated his woman very well; he's a wealthy and handsome eligible bachelor.

Even rumors need some basis; this is too outrageous. Someone must be pulling the strings behind the scenes!
Yang Jun was speechless. He crumpled the newspaper into a ball and threw it directly into the trash can.

"Ahua, this newspaper cannot be allowed to enter the market; it must be destroyed immediately!"

Yang Jun's expression was serious. If such a newspaper were to enter the market, it would inevitably deal a devastating blow to Yang Jun's reputation.

Yang Jun's previously cultivated positive public image has completely collapsed, turning him into a "fallen idol."
"Brother Jun, this newspaper shouldn't be on the market yet. I got it directly from the printing plant."

Ah Hua had planted many informants throughout Hong Kong. These informants usually did their own jobs, and one of them worked in a printing factory.

The informant saw the report and immediately contacted Ahua via a public phone. Ahua didn't dare delay and immediately took a newspaper to Yang Jun.

(End of this chapter)