Hong Kong variety show: From a lowly 49-year-old to the world's richest man

"What are your sources of income?"

Chen Fan was puzzled.

This guy just finished his advanced studies and just got his territory. His foundation isn't stable yet, so he shouldn't be able to gain popularity so quickly, right?

Hung Hing's bottom line is that touching powder is forbidden; anyone who does will die.

There's no way that Leung Kwan wouldn't know this.

The character "靓坤" in the film has been out for a while now, and he only works with fans through collaborations with Babi. He doesn't dare to openly engage in this business on his own.

The real large-scale crackdown only began after Jiang Tiansheng was forced to leave.

Handsome Kun chuckled and said, "Making movies to launder money!"

"Is it an erotic film or a pornographic film with real sex?"

"Haha, I knew we'd have something in common."

"Hold on, this kind of film has a very low budget. Kun, you can make it yourself. Why are you dragging me into it?"

Chen Fan didn't believe that Liang Kun was so kind.

The underworld has traditional tricks for making movies, such as scripts being smuggled in by black stars and tickets being issued after production. These are all low-cost operations, as long as the background is deep enough.

Given his status and position, as long as he doesn't mess with the likes of Lung Wai, it's just a matter of a word for him to perform these traditional arts.

However, money laundering is indeed possible in the film industry; there is room for manipulation in areas such as actor salaries, props, set construction, and box office revenue.

However, money laundering in this industry is still risky and cannot withstand close scrutiny.

Unless there is a high-ranking foreigner supporting him, after two or three years, foreigners from departments such as taxation and the Independent Commission Against Corruption will come over to confiscate illegal gains and impose fines, which is also known as "pig butchering".

"The cost is low, but I'm penniless right now."

"Afan, don't think I'm so great just because I called nearly a thousand people last night. Those were all bought with favors I owed them."

Liang Kun looked bitter.

"You're right again. Brother Kun, you've been in this business for ten years. You were fighting fiercely with the big circle right after you debuted. It's not like you're not getting paid for training for the gang. How could you not get paid?"

Big B's words have some credibility because he's a poor guy with a bad reputation.

But when Liang Kun cried poverty, Chen Fan refused to believe it no matter what.

"Murder is a serious crime. I had no choice but to go to school after killing Chen Qi. I used all my savings from the past few years, plus the money from the gang, to bribe that dog lawyer Chen Tianyi. Otherwise, I wouldn't have only served three years."

"Big B's predecessor, Ma Datou, was also convicted of murder, but without a top lawyer to help him with the case, he was sentenced to 9 years."

"I've actually met some big business people in Stanley, but you know the rules of Hung Hing, we're not allowed to touch anything, not even pills, let alone powder."

Liang Kun poured out his troubles all at once.

He coveted the money in Chen Fan's hands; that loser Da Yu only gave him 200,000 as a thank-you fee.

Damn it, what can he do with 200,000?

"Brother Kun, you know Chen Tianyi?"

Liang Kun rambled on for a long time, but Chen Fan only grasped the key point about Chen Tianyi.

A top lawyer who can reduce the sentence for crimes like murder and organized crime to 3 years in court—is he perhaps the "money-giving guy" in the legal profession who helped exonerate Zhang Shih-hao?

Damn, this guy's ability to exploit legal loopholes is unparalleled. The lawsuit he helped Zhang Shih-hao with made Brother Hao doubt whether he had ever robbed an armored truck.

This man is comparable to Huang Dawen, the "rogue lawyer," and may even be worse.

"A friend recommended him. This guy charges exorbitant prices, but it's worth it. If it weren't for my fingerprints on that knife, I wouldn't have had to serve three years; I could have just paid a fine and been out."

Chen Fan rubbed his hands together and asked, "Brother Kun, could you introduce me to him? I happen to have some legal questions I'd like to consult with him about."

"What do you want with him?" Liang Kun asked in surprise.

"It's nothing. I've been thinking about investing in some gray assets lately, so I'm just looking into it beforehand to find someone with legal knowledge to understand how much of a loophole there is."

"Uh... bro, how about you lend me two million first?" Handsome Kun thought for a moment, then continued with his promise: "The business you're interested in, we can do together after I get my money back. With our combined brains, we're guaranteed to make a fortune!"

"Brother Kun, we're poor too."

"Don't try to fool me. That bastard Da Yu said you extorted at least three million from Wo Shing. You borrowed two million from me, and I'll pay you back two million two hundred thousand in a month. Isn't that generous enough?"

Chen Fan fell into deep thought.

Daewoo, that big mouth of yours, is fucking damn stupid!

Once I've finished what I'm doing, I'll definitely find a way to screw him over.

They don't even understand the principle of not flaunting their wealth; they've wasted the last ten or twenty years of their lives.

Chen Fan wanted to refuse, but remembering that Liang Kun had many connections, he changed his mind and said, "Brother Kun, I can give you two million, and you don't need to calculate interest for me. You just need to find me a batch of smuggled goods worth five million to settle the debt, how about that?"

Handsome Kun frowned and said, "The 'gray market' you're talking about isn't just about buying and selling counterfeit goods, is it?"

"I only collect a couple of batches occasionally for fun, and incidentally, I give them to my brothers below as heirlooms."

The industry practice for recycling stolen goods is usually to buy them at 30% of the original price, and for more eye-catching items, the price can be reduced to 20%.

Even at a 30% discount, Liangkun can save around 500,000.

After a moment's thought, Liang Kun said in a deep voice, "I can help you collect it, but don't regret it later. Rat goods aren't so easy to cash in."

"I understand that."

Chen Fan didn't care about monetizing it, since he had a system that could directly recycle it.

Two million for five million is a great deal!

"I'll give you Chen Tianyi's contact information later when I find it. That guy doesn't need any introductions; the best guide is money!"

"OK! Brother Kun, wait a moment, I'll have someone count the money for you."

Handsome Kun raised his hand and shouted, "Wait a minute, do you want more counterfeit goods? Give me another two million, and I'll get you something worth twelve million."

"Brother Kun, do you have this kind of stuff in your possession?" Chen Fan asked suspiciously.

This guy was just complaining about being poor, and now he's saying something like this.

The 12 million worth of smuggled goods will be sold at 30% of their value, costing 3.6 million.

Even if you resell it at half price, you can still make a profit of 2.4 million. If you have connections, you can even sell it at 70%. It's impossible for any buyer to give up such a large profit to an outsider.

Liang Kun didn't bother to explain, saying directly, "Never mind that, just tell me if you want it or not."

Chen Fan stared at Liang Kun for almost a minute before saying, "I need to inspect the goods first."

"Get it here?"

"Um."

"One hour."

After saying that, Liang Kun unabashedly picked up his mobile phone and dialed a number.

"Is Situ unkind?"

"Who am I? I'm your father—Handsome Kun!"

"Congratulations my ass! I came out and you didn't even bring anyone to cleanse me of bad luck, and now you're pretending to congratulate me? Sending a batch of 12 million worth of rats to the Sands nightclub in Mong Kok."

"No stock? You bastard, you think I won't call Ma and wipe you out, you little rat?"

"If I don't see you bring any goods within an hour, I'll chop you up 29 times and send you to reclaim land tomorrow!"

After saying that, Liang Kun didn't give the other party a chance to retort and hung up the phone directly.

He chuckled and said, "Afan, I'm sorry you had to see this."

"Brother Kun, you have connections with professional buyers, why don't you just ask him for the money? Why did you think of coming to me?"

"That bastard Situ Buren is a puppet supported by the foreigners. The foreigners take the lion's share of the profits from selling stolen goods. It's okay to get goods from him, but if you want money, he'll only give you a worthless life."

Chen Fan understood.

So this guy is a black glove supported by foreigners; he's definitely the key link in the whole robbery and insurance fraud scheme.

As long as the stolen goods are not recovered, the insurance and security companies will have to pay compensation according to the contract.

These discarded goods can be sold elsewhere by the foreigners, making two profits from one item.

Judging from Liang Kun's tone, it seems he wants to get this Situ Buren for free.

No wonder this guy offered to increase the price; he really does have a way to get cheap goods!