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

Chapter 89, Chapter 88: It's not Hong Kong that's finished, it's you!
After getting into the elevator, Yang Jun frowned and asked Vice President Chen beside him:
"Where's Wei Li? I haven't seen him."

Chen Weida was secretly delighted, knowing that the new boss had a problem with Wei Li, the professional manager.

Within the company, every position is filled by a specific person. Wei Li is the company's general manager, whose position is above that of Vice President Chen. He also frequently berates Chen Weida without any politeness.

"Boss, Verri is in his office working on documents. I called him, but he didn't come."

Yang Jun smiled but remained silent; he was well aware of these office politics.

Wylie is the company's foreign tycoon, a well-known figure in Hong Kong's business circles. He previously served as the general manager of Hutchison Whampoa, transforming it from a heavily indebted company into a large conglomerate with a market value of 60 billion.

Welly is known in the business world as the "corporate doctor" for his expertise in reviving struggling companies.
Because of his abilities, he is rather arrogant and doesn't give face to anyone in the company!
This time, when the new boss came to the company, Wei Li did not take the initiative to report on his work. This was a way of giving him a hard time!

Yang Jun wasn't angry, and instructed Vice President Chen:

"Let Verri come and report!"

Yang Jun walked into his office, which was luxuriously decorated with a mahogany desk and a genuine leather executive chair, all of which were imported high-end products.

A tall, glamorous female secretary poured tea for Yang Jun and said in a sweet voice:
"Mr. Yang, I'm your secretary, Liu Qingqing. You can ask me to do anything, okay?"

Liu Qingqing bent down, her neckline very low, allowing Yang Jun to see directly what lay beneath—a very, very large...
As expected of a female secretary, she has extraordinary skills!
Old Feng really knows how to enjoy life. When there's work to be done, his secretary does it; when there's nothing to do, his secretary does it too!

However, Yang Jun didn't like secondhand secretaries, so he waved his hand to dismiss the female secretary.

Liu Qingqing looked dejected. As expected, the new boss was not easy to deal with. Disappointed, she walked out of the office.

Soon, Wei Li pushed open the door and calmly said to Yang Jun:
"Mr. Yang, you were looking for me?"

Yang Jun asked Wei Li to sit on the sofa and said politely:

"Wei Li, it's time for your work report."

Wei Li didn't take Yang Jun seriously at first, thinking that Yang Jun was so young, how could he possibly climb over him?
Despite his arrogance and dissatisfaction, Wei Li still obediently reported his work to Yang Jun.

"Our company mainly relied on rental income in the first half of the year. After deducting various expenses, we made a total profit of 1500 million."

Making a profit of 1500 million in half a year isn't much, especially considering it's a listed company.

Chinese Estates Holdings' main assets are commercial buildings, which are only leased and not sold! Cash flow is extremely slow, and the company has a very high debt ratio!

Yang Jun shook his head when he saw Chinese Estates' high debt ratio; this was the predicament of real estate companies.

"Wei Li, the company's cash flow is in serious trouble, only 2 million?"

Yang Jun spent 500 million yuan in cash to buy a bunch of fixed assets, which can generate an annual rental income of about 30 million yuan, making it a long-term business.

The biggest problem for real estate companies is insufficient cash flow. Yang Jun frowned and asked:

"Weili, what's your solution?"

With a smug expression, Wei Li slowly and deliberately said:
“I suggest selling a building to raise funds that can solve our current predicament.”

What? Yang Jun was speechless. The real estate market was about to take off, and this foreigner was still selling off buildings. Wasn't he just a spendthrift?
And it was my family's house that was ruined. Those foreigners have no good intentions!
"No way! I predict the property market will take off the year after next. If we sell the building now, it won't be easy to buy it back later!"

Wei Li revealed a mocking expression and said to Yang Jun:

"Boss, all of us from the UK are leaving. Hong Kong is doomed!"

"You don't actually believe Hong Kong's economy will take off again? Or that the property market will continue to rise? How ridiculous!"

Yang Jun shrugged and said with amusement:

"It is because you left that we Chinese have been able to build up Hong Kong, and Hong Kong's future is very bright!"

Damn it! Who do these foreigners think they are? Saviors of the world?!

As it turned out, after some foreign capital withdrew in the late 1980s, the four major Chinese families in Hong Kong rose to prominence and stabilized Hong Kong's economy.

Wei Li snorted coldly and said angrily:

"I quit! I'm resigning!"

Yang Jun, a cigar dangling from his lips, casually pulled out a document and said with amusement:
"Wei Li, take a look at these documents first!"

Wei Li looked furious. "I'm about to resign, what's the point of looking at documents? Do you think I'm some kind of 996 workhorse?"
However, since he needed his boss's approval to resign and hadn't received his salary yet, Wei Li had no choice but to bite the bullet and look at the documents.

"On June 22, 1982, Wei Li embezzled 2.3 million yuan from the company by falsifying accounts."

Wei Li's expression changed drastically, and he looked at Yang Jun with deep apprehension.

Wei Li's face darkened. If Yang Jun handed this information over to the police, his life would be over.

"It's not that Hong Kong is finished, it's that you're finished!"

"So, should I hand these things over to the police?"

Wei Li tore the documents to shreds and threw them into the trash can.

"It's no use who tears it up; I have plenty of backups, enough to send you to jail!"

Yang Jun had already instructed Ahua to investigate the senior executives of Chinese Estates Holdings, even finding out how many mistresses Wei Li had and what color underwear he was wearing this morning.

Yang Jun never fights a battle he's not confident of winning!
Upon hearing this, Wei Li slumped onto the sofa, his eyes vacant.

However, Wei Li was a smart man and immediately realized that if Yang Jun wanted to frame him, he would have already handed the document over to the police.

The person threatening me with these documents must have their own agenda.

"Mr. Yang, just tell me straight, what do you want me to do?"

What to do? Of course, to be an obedient dog, to help manage Chinese Estates, to work hard and be a beast of burden to repay Yang Jun's kindness.

Yang Jun took out a prepared document and handed it to Wei Li, saying:
"Sign him, work for me for 20 years, and you'll be free!"

Good heavens! The maximum prison sentence is only 20 years, this is clearly a contract of servitude!
Wei Li's face was dark. He had signed a 20-year indenture, which was a nightmare for a noble country like the United States.

"Why are you so angry? It's not like I'm not paying you; your annual salary is 50!"

Wei Li's lips twitched. He used to have an annual salary of one million, but now his salary has been reduced to 50, and he can't even embezzle it. What's the difference between this and killing him?
However, compared to spending time in jail, an annual salary of 50 is not unacceptable!

"Okay, okay~"

Yang Jun stood up and shook hands with Wei Li. This foreign boss, Wei Li, officially joined Yang Jun's management team and would have to obey Yang Jun's every word from now on.

Wei Li has a wide network of connections and has worked at Chinese Estates for over two years; he is quite capable. Chinese Estates has just changed owners, and stability is paramount. Yang Jun only parachuted in a financial director to replace him, ousting the Feng family members.

Other personnel will remain on hold for now and need to be observed. If they are disobedient, they will definitely be kicked out of the company!

In short, there can only be one voice in the entire company: Yang Jun's voice!
"Weili, the company plans to issue new shares to the public, raising HK$2 million."

"The company can continue to develop the commercial building. Give me a plan and submit it to me within a week."

Listed companies have this advantage: they can issue more shares to raise funds at any time; the stock market is like an ATM!

Yang Jun's shareholding will not change, but small shareholders and retail investors will suffer because the value will shrink, and retail investors will be the ones who suffer the most!

Yang Jun walked out of the gate of Chinese Estates Holdings. Vice President Chen originally wanted to open the door first, but he was a step too slow. A figure opened the car door first.

"Mr. Yang, please come in."

Yang Jun looked at Wei Li with satisfaction. This American finally knew how to please his boss.

"Holy crap!" Vice President Chen was dumbfounded. Was he seeing things?

The usually arrogant foreign general manager actually opened the car door for the boss. Doesn't this foreigner look down on Chinese bosses?

When Feng Shufeng was the chairman of the board, Wei Li disliked him very much and they often argued!

Unexpectedly, the new boss managed to subdue this foreigner completely in just one day.

Vice President Chen's expression changed drastically, and he became even more respectful to Yang Jun. This young boss was unfathomable!
After Yang Jun got into the car, he asked Ahua:

"How's it going with the few lowly henchmen I asked you to find last time?"

As Ahua drove, he said with a smile:

"Brother Jun, it's all been found!"

"Bring him over tonight. Oh, and bring Ali along too."

"Which Ali?"

"It's the one with glasses and long hair, the one who used to work with Jimmy."

Ah Hua looked at him strangely. Wasn't this Ah Li an undercover agent? Now he was running errands for Jimmy every day, handling legitimate business!

"Okay, got it!"

In a villa in Deep Water Bay, Yang Jun sat on the sofa in the living room, smoking. In front of him was a row of young people, who had their hands behind their backs and were respectfully looking at the man sitting on the sofa.

"Brother Jun, there are fifteen people in total. They don't have tattoos and have no criminal record with the police!"

"Wang Xu, male, 20 years old, member of the 49 gang, affiliated with Nine-Dragon, university graduate."

After reading the data, Yang Jun thought to himself, "Hong Kong's unemployment rate is too high. So many college graduates can't find jobs and have to become lowly laborers."

There were more than a dozen people with university degrees, all from third-rate universities. They had difficulty finding jobs and in later generations could only deliver food or drive for ride-hailing services.

However, in Hong Kong in the 80s, one could only become a glorious dwarf mule, just to make a living!
For these young people, joining Yang Jun's team means receiving a fixed monthly salary of 3000 yuan, which is comparable to that of white-collar workers in Central and Admiralty.

"Not bad, not bad~ I've called you here today to give you a confidential mission!"

Yang Jun took a cigar out of the cigar box, skillfully cut off the cigar tip, and Ahua came up to light it.

What? A top-secret mission?

The short mules looked at each other, wondering if they were going to be chosen by drawing lots to kill someone.
Are they a suicide squad selected by the gang? Is this their chance to rise to the top?
Several short mules looked excited, while others were flustered. Ali stood among the crowd, but he was uneasy. Was Brother Jun finally going to use him?

Ah Li had been working under Jimmy for over two years. When he finally met Yang Jun, he thought he was going to be killed for the gang.

However, his superior, Huang Zhicheng, has already been killed, and he cannot contact his new boss. What should he do if the gang attacks someone?
"Come and pay your respects to Lord Guan first!"

Yang Jun stood in the first row, followed by a dozen or so top students from the "49" group, lined up in a straight line.

Worship Guan Gong? Next comes drawing lots for life and death, and doing things for the gang.

Burn yellow paper, chop off a chicken's head, and recite the Thirty-Six Oaths of the Hongmen.
Yang Jun placed three incense sticks in the incense burner, faced these young faces, and said with a smile:

"This mission is extremely dangerous. If you don't want to do it, you can leave this room now!"

Sure enough, Wang Xu, Zhang Jiwen and the others had bright eyes. They had been waiting for this moment for a long time. They were unwilling to be underlings of the traitors and were just waiting for an opportunity to rise to the top!
"Okay, nobody wants to quit? You guys are really good brothers!"

After being brainwashed by the club's rituals, these young people were indeed swept up in the hype. They were still too young and bound by the brotherhood and loyalty within the club.

With the addition of religious rituals, these young people's loyalty was indeed off the charts, with the lowest score being 70 points, which is above the passing grade!

Yang Jun could also see that Ali's loyalty score was 75, which meant that Ali had adapted to the club life and had begun to genuinely follow Yang Jun.

Yang Jun finally revealed his purpose for tonight, saying it casually:

"I want you all to take the police exam, join the police force, serve the gang, and serve the boss!"

Oh! Taking the police exam?
The underling, who was originally going to chop someone up and was ready to make a big splash for his resettlement allowance, never expected to be taking the police exam.
Are we short mules? Should we even bother becoming police officers?
“I will transfer 10,000 yuan to your family’s account every month, and I guarantee that no one will be able to find out. This money is your resettlement allowance!”

Ten thousand dollars a month? Everyone was stunned. The average salary in Hong Kong Island is only 2.3 dollars. Ten thousand dollars is considered a high salary.

Ah Li was dumbfounded. Huang Zhicheng sent him to infiltrate the gang, and now he's been sent by the big boss, Handsome Jun, to infiltrate the police station. What's going on?
Is this some kind of Mission: Impossible? What's even more outrageous is that the triad paid three times more than the police?
"Alright, that's settled then. Ahua, send them away. They'll have a week of training, and then you can send them to take the police academy entrance exam!"

Ahua nodded. He had only found out today that the big boss was going to send a group of people to the police station.

Is this a plan to personally cultivate the police force, train his own superintendents and chief inspectors, and forge a close relationship between the police and criminals?

Yang Jun arranged everything and then asked Da Dong to drive to Zhu Baoyi's house.

As soon as Zhu Baoyi saw Yang Jun, he jumped onto Yang Jun like an octopus.

"How's it going? Off to the new film crew?"

"It's alright, but why am I not the female lead?"

Zhu Baoyi has arrived at the set of director Xu Ke's new film "A Chinese Ghost Story", not as the female lead Nie Xiaoqian, but as Nie Xiaoqian's good friend.

"You're too beautiful; you're not suited to the female lead's image."

(End of this chapter)