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"There's something fishy about this company!"
Xu Lang nodded.
"Investigate its shareholder structure, its affiliated companies, its original registered capital, legal representative, and its business processes. Show me every single transaction record!"
"Go investigate that guy surnamed Ji again, see if he's met with anyone from this company recently!"
“Make a copy of all their past communications and entry/exit records.”
Use our own channels to check!
Wang Jianjun noted them down and immediately made a phone call to arrange them.
Xu Lang didn't leave that night.
He was staying in a VIP suite on the fifth floor of the entertainment center. He didn't sleep or eat anything, and just sat on the sofa smoking and looking at documents until four in the morning when there was a knock on the door. It was Ah Ji who had returned.
Lin Yongxiu confessed.
He said that the actual investor in the film company is indeed a “Hanhui Holdings”, and behind Hanhui is one of the funding channels of the Tojoyama branch in Macau. On the surface, it is a financial company, but in reality, it controls three shell companies (663) to invest in real estate, culture, media and other projects, and has recently begun to penetrate into Hong Kong Island.
We have contacted several project team leaders at the film company, and some have even signed contracts with artist management companies under East Star Entertainment. They are currently promoting the film.
Xu Lang did not speak immediately after listening.
He sat there, his fingers lightly tapping the armrest, his eyes as cold as ice, pressing down inch by inch.
Where is Lin Yongxiu?
"They're locked downstairs!"
Will he make it out alive?
Ah-Ji didn't speak, he just nodded.
"Let him leave alive!" Xu Lang stood up. "But let him know for himself how long he can go on, depending on how stubborn he becomes!"
"yes!".
Chapter 660 Stop Dreaming
“Send him to the jewelry factory to be the deputy financial manager of a branch office.”
They just happen to be short-staffed over there!
"A jewelry factory?" Wang Jianjun frowned. "That's a restricted area!"
"We only send him to important places!" Xu Lang said in a low voice. "We need to keep an eye on him and let him know that every day after he betrayed Dongxing is a trial period!"
"Boss, what about that film company?"
"Starting tomorrow, we'll buy back those shares without paying anything, we'll just take them!"
"What if they dare to resist?"
"Then turn their company into an isolated island, and forbid anyone from doing business with them!"
"You're going to tell the entertainment industry now that, starting tonight, anyone who has any connection with Hanhui can forget about ever getting a contract with Dongxing!"
"Haojiang is my territory. Anyone who tries to cause trouble on my turf will not get a second chance!"
The next morning, the wind in Haojiang was still a bit damp, and there wasn't much traffic on the streets outside the entertainment complex. Just as dawn was breaking, Tung Sing's convoy arrived downstairs at the film company.
Without prior notice or appointment, they simply knocked on the door.
The team was led by Wang Jianjun, who had changed out of his suit and into casual clothes. He brought eight people, all dressed in black with short hair, and remained silent.
The two brothers from the Alpha Commando blended in with the team, showing no signs of being special.
Anyone with experience can tell at first glance that they're there to collect debts, not to discuss cooperation.
Hanhui Film Industry's building is located on the west side of Haojiang Cultural Plaza. The building has ten floors and a gleaming exterior, with several lavish film and television project advertisements hanging on it. From the outside, it looks like a company preparing to do something big.
But everyone knows that there are many things hidden in this building. In addition to the film industry, there are also multiple sub-departments such as finance, investment, and consulting. They are all shell companies used for laundering money.
When Wang Jianjun went upstairs, no one stopped him. The receptionist glanced at them and then lowered her head, pretending to be busy. She didn't even dare to ask, "Who are you looking for?"
The female employees in the secretariat who had just gotten up were holding coffee and ready to clock in when they saw this group of people walk by. They all froze, and even the air seemed to cool down.
Wang Jianjun walked slowly, but steadily.
Head straight to the eighth floor, to the general manager's office of Hanhui Film Industry.
The door wasn't closed. When he pushed it open, there were two people sitting inside. One of them was a man surnamed Ji—Ji Jingchuan, one of the liaisons sent from the Tojoyama branch to Macau. His official identity was a foreign investment consultant, and he owned a Hong Kong-registered company that held a portion of the shares in Hanhui Holdings.
He wasn't very old, probably in his early thirties. He was fair-skinned, wore glasses, and spoke slowly and deliberately. He had the look of an elite in the investment world.
He was familiar with Wang Jianjun, but he didn't expect the man to come to his door directly.
“…Mr. Wang?” Yoshikawa stood up, his eyes probing. “Why are you…”
"Shut up!"
Wang Jianjun's single sentence effectively silenced what he was about to say.
Yoshikawa's face stiffened. The middle-aged man next to him—the general manager of the film company—was about to stand up and smooth things over when Wang Jianjun pointed at him.
"You too, shut up!"
He walked into the office step by step, picked up a report on the table, tore it in half, and threw it on the ground.
"Starting today, all accounts of your film company are frozen, all projects are suspended, and all contracts with cast and crew, outsourcing teams, production crews, stagehands, lighting technicians, and prop masters are terminated!"
"If we don't terminate the contract, you can forget about starting work!"
"If you shoot just one scene in Haojiang, I'll make you change ten cameramen in a single day!"
"If you hold a roadshow on Hong Kong Island, I'll make sure all the venues don't even open their doors to you!"
Wang Jianjun's voice wasn't loud, but each word struck like a hammer blow to the foundation of the building.
Chapter 661 It's Too Late to Run
He didn't reason with them, nor did he provide any procedures; he was simply informing them of their fate.
Yoshiikawa's face grew paler and paler, and sweat began to bead on his forehead.
"Mr. Wang... isn't there some misunderstanding?" He still tried to salvage the situation: "We do have cooperation with your gang, but in terms of specific operations..."
"Are you still talking?"
Wang Jianjun walked over and slapped his desk, startling him so much that he took a step back.
"You're laundering money, infiltrating, buying people, and doing fringe business on my boss's turf, and you still dare to talk about cooperation?"
"Let me tell you, in Macau, if we at Tung Sing say you're dead, you're dead!"
"You think you can put on airs just because you have connections?"
663 "Your tricks won't work in Hong Kong. Don't think that just because you're from the Yakuza, you can get out of here on your knees, even if it's your mother!"
"Now, pack up all your personal belongings in your office!"
"I don't want to see you in this building an hour from now!"
Yoshiikawa's face had lost all color.
He tried to remain calm, but his voice was trembling and he spoke haltingly, as if his throat was being choked.
He tried to make a phone call, but Wang Jianjun raised his hand and pressed it down on him.
"You can call the police, or you can bring others over!"
"I'll stand here all day and see who can save you!"
"From this day forward, no company in Haojiang that is related to Hanhui is allowed to show your face!"
"If you're not happy about this, I'll have someone throw you into the sea right now and see if you can swim back!"
The entire office was completely silent.
The middle-aged general manager next to him was slumped on the sofa, not daring to say a word or even move.
He knew that Wang Jianjun was capable of both words and deeds; this wasn't intimidation, it was a verdict.
Half an hour later, Yoshiikawa, accompanied by two assistants, walked down from the eighth floor with his head down, and no one saw him off.
The doors of Hanhui Film Studio were sealed off, along with a document titled "Contract Dispute Freezing," which Xu Lang personally delivered to three major local media platforms, along with a statement announcing the suspension of the project. This effectively severed Hanhui's cooperation channels with three local television stations and two film festivals.
That afternoon, the entertainment industry was in an uproar.
All celebrities, directors, production crews, and agencies that had ever been associated with Hanhui Pictures received a notice—a direct order from Xu Lang: no participation, no support, no cooperation.
Anyone who dares to disobey, even if they are only remotely related, will be blocked from all channels under Dongxing.
That evening, Xu Lang personally oversaw the event at the entertainment complex, summoning all the key personnel from entertainment companies, investors, and publicity platforms. No one dared to refuse.
He sat in the main seat of the hall, skipping the toasting ceremony and getting straight to the point.
"I'm holding this meeting today for one simple reason!"
"The money that Tung Sing has invested in Macau is not just a waste of time. Anyone who tries to muddy the waters will be made to swallow it whole!"
"Anyone who has been colluding with Hanhui recently, go back and get them removed!"
"I'm not touching you; I'm giving you a way to live!"
"But if I see anyone eating my food again, and even trying to take my bowl, don't blame me for flipping the table!"
No one spoke.
There was no applause, no small talk, and the entire meeting ended in fifteen minutes; no one dared to linger.
After the meeting, Wang Jianjun stood beside him, watching the people file out without saying a word, his eyes like knives.
Ah Ji nodded in acknowledgment, indicating that the cleanup work in Macau had begun in an orderly manner, all accounts of the film company had been sealed, and the financial system, employee system, and contract system had all been transferred to Tung Sing directly.
Xu Lang did not express his opinion, but simply stood up.
"Hold the line over here in Haojiang!"
Chapter 662 Complete Domination
"I want to let Tojo Yamashita know that if they want to get close to my Tosei, they'd better learn how to pull themselves out of the fire first!"
There was no sound of Xu Lang leaving Haojiang on the day he left.
He did not notify any faction or allow any media outlets to release information.