“Ah Sheng, train your brothers well for the next few days. We'll have a big move soon!”
“Yes, Boss!”
Tian Yang Sheng was excited about the “big move.” Every operation brought in a huge sum of money, much more than their regular training pay.
“Fei Long, our new nightclub is finished, right? Let's open it in the next two days.”
The sooner it opened, the sooner they could recoup the costs. Yang Jun had spent a lot of money building a private army.
“Jun Ge, this nightclub is opening on Zhong Yi Xin's turf. Will there be any problems?”
“No problem! Lockhart Road will soon be ours.”
Yang Jun, holding a cigar, exhaled a puff of white smoke, speaking with a domineering air.
Yang Jun’s first nightclub was called “Kuan Huan Nightclub”, the second was “Da Fu Hao Nightclub”, both located in Causeway Bay, and business at each was better than the last. They had beautiful women.
This was his third nightclub, located on Lockhart Road in Wan Chai, a prime location in the most bustling part of Hong Kong.
The “Wan Guo Nightclub” was over 50,000 square feet, with an investment of over 100 million Hong Kong dollars. It boasted over a thousand beauties from dozens of countries – Caucasians, Black, South Asians, South Americans, and Native Americans, all present.
“Fei Long, you've worked hard these past few days. I'll transfer 5% of the nightclub's shares to your name.”
Yang Jun patted Fei Long's shoulder, smiling.
Fei Long's eyes lit up. He knew how profitable nightclubs could be, especially in the early 1980s when Hong Kong's economy was taking off, and real estate tycoons and financiers were spending like crazy. Nightclubs were truly gold mines.
“Thanks, Jun Ge, I'll work even harder.”
Yang Jun smiled. You couldn't just paint pretty pictures for your subordinates, you needed to give them real benefits.
You have to give a horse some grass if you want it to run.
“Right, invite some celebrities to grace the opening. Luo Wen and Jenny would be perfect!”
“Got it!”
He still needed more people. Yang Jun's business was growing bigger and bigger, dominating the nightclub scene.
He spent a fortune on TVB advertising. The entire Hong Kong watched the commercial.
Inside a glittering palace-like building, a group of women in bikinis appeared on screen. They wore military caps and marched in perfect formation.
Leading the way was the Asian contingent, all beautiful, with fair skin, stunning features, and long legs. Each one was a vision of beauty!
If a single beautiful woman was marching, it wouldn't have much impact. But a squad of beautiful women marching? It left young men and middle-aged men glued to their TV screens.
“What the hell is this commercial? Is it a movie? So hot!”
“Damn! White girls too! They’re Caucasian!”
Married men only dared to sneak a peek, swallowing hard and hoping to remember the movie title so they could invite their friends to the cinema to enjoy it!
The appearance of Caucasian women, with their perfect proportions, conquered countless men.
Especially the models from Russia. Men, upon seeing them, behaved like a cat in heat, roaring and howling.
“Wan Guo Nightclub, thousands of beauties from around the world. Enjoy beauties from all over without leaving your home. The largest nightclub in Asia, total investment 100 million Hong Kong dollars. A man's paradise!”
Wow! This is a brand new nightclub, and it’s so exciting!
Every man had the same idea: earn enough money to visit Wan Guo Nightclub once, even if they got caught by their wives, it would be worth it.
Jordan, Lok Lok Bar.
Ah Lek was staring in disbelief at the TVB advertisement. If he remembered correctly, this Wan Guo Nightclub was opened by “Handsome Jun”. Lin Huai Le had a golden invitation in his hand.
This gilded invitation was sent by Yang Jun’s men, inviting him to the Wan Guo Nightclub grand opening.
“Holy cow! It’s so big? 100 million Hong Kong dollars invested?!”
“Where did Handsome Jun get all this money? This, this, this…”
Ah Lek’s jaw almost dropped. They were both gang leaders, but he couldn't even scrape together 200,000 Hong Kong dollars, and he had to rely on promises to run for the position of “boss”.
Tuen Mun, Da D received the news and fell silent.
“Chang Mao, is this nightclub really opened by Handsome Jun? The advertisement is even on TVB!”
Yang Jun was so rich! He couldn’t afford to have any more conflicts with Handsome Jun, he had to find a way to ease the tension between them.
There’s an unbreakable law in the underworld: whoever has the most money, holds the most power!
The Wan Guo Nightclub grand opening attracted numerous bigwigs and tycoons, solidifying Yang Jun's position in Hong Kong.
“Uncle Deng, please come in!”
“Ah Jun, you're really powerful now. Everyone in Hong Kong and Kowloon knows your name. They call you the Nightclub King.”
“Ha, ha. It's all just empty titles. Come in. I've got a large private room just for you, with two Caucasian girls!”
Uncle Deng chuckled and shook his head, adjusting his trousers.
“I'm old, I can't handle Caucasian girls anymore. I'll just sit for a bit and leave!”
Yang Jun greeted the VIP guests at the entrance. In addition to underworld figures, there were also prominent members of society, including high-ranking government officials and senior officers from the police department.
“Jun Ge, Li, the chairman of Cheung Kong Holdings is here, being hosted in our VIP room.”
Oh, Li Ka-shing from Cheung Kong Holdings? Yang Jun's eyes lit up.
“Let's go, as the host, we should go in for a drink.”
As the nightclub owner, Yang Jun walked into the VIP room with Fei Long, where he met Li Ka-shing and the others.
“Gentlemen, this is our nightclub owner, Mr. Yang.”
The men in the VIP room were all dressed in suits, looking like successful businessmen. They stood up politely when they saw Yang Jun.
“Mr. Yang, you’re really young and talented!”
“You opened such a large nightclub at such a young age. It's truly remarkable!”
Li Ka-shing, in his early 40s, wearing spectacles and looking polite, greeted and praised Yang Jun.
“Mr. Li, you are a rising star in the business world. I have much to learn from you.”
They exchanged pleasantries and a few drinks, and soon became acquainted.
Li Ka-shing hadn't acquired Hutchison Whampoa yet and wasn't particularly well-known in the Hong Kong business world. He was only worth a few hundred million dollars.
Seeing a tycoon who could invest 100 million in cash to open a nightclub, Li Ka-shing naturally wanted to make connections.
“Mr. Yang, we are both Teochew. We should meet up for drinks and chat about business sometime.”
Li Ka-shing, true to his business nature, quickly built rapport with Yang Jun and exchanged business cards.
“Right, these are some of my friends. Let me introduce you to them.”
“This is lawyer Liu, the Crown Counsel of Hong Kong's Department of Justice. If you ever need legal services, contact him.”
“Mr. Guo, he’s in real estate, much richer than me.”
Li Ka-shing enthusiastically introduced his friends to Yang Jun, including lawyers, entrepreneurs, doctors, from all walks of life, each an expert in their respective fields.
“Mr. Yang, I'm Liang Zi Wei, from the Public Relations Department of the Hong Kong Police Force.”
A woman with a sharp haircut and a mature face stood up and shook hands with Yang Jun.