Chapter 281: Exaggerated Earnings! (Seeking Monthly Votes)

4.5 billion!

When this figure was announced, the entire large conference room fell into silence.

The former Hong Xing Dragon Head Jiang Tiansheng, the new Dragon Head Han Bin, and all the District Leaders were so shocked they couldn't speak.

Although they knew the lottery tickets were selling like wildfire, they never expected that in just nine and a half days, such an exaggerated figure would be reached; it was completely beyond their expectations.

Fortunately, Wu Feng, the core figure of the organizing party, had recruited a large number of temporary accountants from the very beginning of the preparations.

He strictly required all kinds of data to be organized daily and processed and integrated through office software on computers, which was the only reason they could produce the overall data at the first opportunity.

"Damn, isn't this too exaggerated?"

Jing Kun was the first to regain his senses; he slapped his thigh hard, wincing in pain while shouting loudly.

"It really is exaggerated!"

Taizi nodded in agreement, sighing: "Damn it, who knew doing something like this would be so profitable?"

"If we did this a few times every year, wouldn't we easily become billionaires?"

"That's a good idea, I like it!"

Jige was all smiles and hurriedly followed up: "I think that just doing this in the Yau Tsim Mong district is too small a scope; we should include Xihuan as well!"

"According to Jige's suggestion, wouldn't Causeway Bay be even more suitable?"

Dalao B rolled his eyes and looked at Han Bin with a rather eager gaze: "Brother Bin, what do you think?"

He had previously been unhappy about Han Bin ascending to the position of Dragon Head, but right now, he was quite willing to submit.

In the face of huge financial interests, what is face worth?

"4.5 billion—even the annual turnover of those listed companies isn't this exaggerated, right?"

"Jiang, Han, and Wusheng are truly capable; they can generate so much turnover just like that!"

"I just don't know how much we'll be able to get as a share?"

"Haha, 4.5 billion—I'm afraid no one would believe it if we told them!"

"..."

The other District Leaders were not to be outdone and spoke up one after another to show their presence.

Their tone was full of amazement and disbelief; their heads were spinning as if they were still in a dream.

There was no other reason; this amount was simply too large.

As District Leaders of Hong Xing, they had certainly seen big money.

Otherwise, what would happen to the face of the number one society in Hong Kong?

But the largest amount of funds they had ever dealt with was only one or two hundred million.

In fact, the total annual gray income of Hong Xing added up to nearly two hundred million.

Among the societies in Hong Kong, this definitely counted as a decent income.

It couldn't compare to Dong Xing, but it had the advantage of stability, with this level of profit almost every year.

After deducting various expenses, the most that would end up in the hands of the Dragon Head Jiang Tiansheng was sixty or seventy million.

But such income was very unstable and too heavily influenced by the environment.

If there was turmoil in the underworld, requiring years of large-scale mobilization, the income would be cut in half.

Plus, Jiang Tiansheng had to maintain a glamorous and decent wealthy lifestyle, with annual expenses also in the tens of millions.

Therefore, as the Dragon Head, the funds he needed to launder were indeed not small, but they hadn't reached an exaggerated level; having a net worth of five or six hundred million was already quite good.

But even that net worth was accumulated over many years.

Compared to the turnover of a single event lasting less than ten days, it was as if he had lived in vain.

In short, because of the 4.5 billion turnover, the entire Hong Xing headquarters conference room was noisy, and everyone's spirits were very high.

Wu Feng, the planner of this event and a core member of the organizing party, was naturally in attendance.

His mood was quite stable; he didn't seem overly excited.

It wasn't that he didn't think 4.5 billion was a lot, but rather that he had known it all along and had already passed the moment of excitement.

As mentioned earlier, in the year 2000, a welfare lottery draw held in a small county town in the Mainland could easily break the one-billion mark in turnover.

How could Hong Kong at this time, in terms of both population and economic scale, be compared to a small county town in the Mainland in the year 2000?

In fact, he still felt that the figure of 4.5 billion was far from reaching the limit.

Just as Jige said, selling lottery tickets only in the Yau Tsim Mong district meant the coverage area was not wide enough.

Not all Hong Kong residents liked to buy lottery tickets.

And it was even less likely that they would travel a long way just for the sake of lottery tickets.

Besides, the bustling areas of Hong Kong were not limited to the Yau Tsim Mong district.

The level of prosperity in Causeway Bay was no worse than in Tsim Sha Tsui!

"Alright, everyone, be quiet!"

After the commotion lasted for a while, Han Bin finally spoke: "Everyone has worked hard for this event!"

"The previously agreed-upon shares will all be transferred to the accounts of your respective halls one by one!"

"In addition, for all the Underlings who participated in this event, their subsidies will be directly transferred to their newly opened personal accounts. I hope there won't be any complications with this!"

Having said this, his cold gaze swept over the District Leaders present.

Some ugly words had to be said upfront; otherwise, when problems arose, the District Leaders present would have too many reasons and excuses, and he didn't want such troublesome things to happen.

These words made the Hall Masters present overjoyed, yet also a bit regretful.

Jige asked curiously: "Big Brother Bin, can you reveal how much the final profit of this lottery draw event actually is?"

Hearing this, the other Hall Masters all looked over with burning eyes; clearly, they were also very curious.

"It's about three billion or so!"

Han Bin did not hide it either, smiling lightly: "Of course, I won't tell you all how much profit we few are able to split, lest it spread out and cause accidents!"

The Hall Masters laughed upon hearing this, yet in their hearts, they were filled with all sorts of envy, jealousy, and hatred.

They were not brain-damaged, so it was not good to continue asking for the truth.

But they knew that the gap between them and Jiang Tiansheng, Han Bin, Wu Feng, and the others would only grow larger and larger.

Just thinking about it felt both stifling and incredible.

In fact, they felt that this level of profit had major problems.

It hadn't even been ten days, so how could the expenditures possibly reach a staggering 1.5 billion?

Even if the prize pool was expanded repeatedly, it was said that it would not exceed 1 billion at most!

Not to mention, many of the valuable brand-name prizes were not paid for by the organizers at all, but were gifted directly by the brands for free, just like running an advertisement.

In less than ten days, even if Wu Feng, a core member of the organizers, strongly demanded it, the subsidies given to the participating staff were not low, but two hundred million at most would be quite good.

This even included the hard-work fees for these Hall Masters themselves.

Calculated this way, there were still several hundred million in huge funds that didn't add up!

Unfortunately, even if they had thoughts in their hearts, they dared not open their mouths to ask.

This time, they were thoroughly shocked; so it was possible to make money like this?

Less than ten days and 4.5 billion in turnover, and the reputation was quite good too!

Just thinking about it felt like a dream!

After the Hall Masters left, Jiang Tiansheng, Han Bin, and Wu Feng arrived at the temporary office for the lucky draw event to calculate the profit sharing with the others.

The first thing was to pay taxes!

Only after that would they distribute profits with the Yau Tsim Mong District government, the District Councilor, and some allies.

Some things were not as simple as the Hung Hing Hall Masters thought.

Of course, it was not very complicated either; just follow the formal procedures.

Wu Feng did not stay here the whole time; leaving the legal and financial teams of his Group Company to keep an eye on it was enough.

Although his companies had long finished their annual meetings and had distributed tens of millions in year-end bonuses in one go, while also determining the duty schedules for his numerous companies, he didn't need to pay too much attention to it.

Speaking of which, Wu Feng's bold act of throwing money around caused quite a sensation at the time.

In a capitalist society like Hong Kong, he had no intention of hiding it, and even reported it openly through his own television station and newspapers.

Doing this, it was said, caught those top listed Group Companies in Hong Kong, which ranked at the top, quite off guard.

As everyone knows, those top tycoons in Hong Kong are quite "cautious" when spending money on employees.

The bonuses given out at annual meetings are all paid directly out of the boss's own pocket!

Wu Feng's actions were said to be criticized by many tycoons, who believed he had broken the "rules."

Some bad rumors eventually reached the ears of the person involved, Wu Feng.

Regarding this, he didn't care at all!

If someone boldly asked, he would reply without any politeness: "How I spend my money is none of anyone else's business!"

It was said, again it was said, that his words caused dissatisfaction among many tycoons.

Wu Feng wouldn't care about these things; if they had the ability, why didn't they be as generous as him?

Today was already New Year's Eve, and he had no intention of returning to his hometown in the Mainland for the New Year.

He insisted on finding enough time to call his family to wish them a Happy New Year.

On the phone, his mother's voice was full of energy, and she was clearly in a very good mood.

However, she had some complaints about Wu Feng not returning to the Mainland hometown for the New Year, nagging and rambling about many things, and finally, it was the very common scenario of urging him to get married.

Wu Feng was speechless; he seemed to be only in his early twenties now, right?

Of course, given his current situation, he indeed had the conditions and needs to have children.

As long as those few girlfriends were willing, he wouldn't mind becoming a young dad early.

The huge success in his career, coupled with the environment here in Hong Kong and Macau, indeed required an heir to stabilize the "morale"; this was not just a Chinese tradition, it was the same all over the world.

In this regard, the two brothers Jiang Tiansheng and Jiang Tianyang were quite unqualified.

In the movie, Jiang Tiansheng was killed in advance by Wuya of the Eastern Star, which might have been a good thing for Hung Hing.

Being over forty without any blood descendants, and with the society being a quite unstable profession, plus many ambitious people, it was easy for problems to arise as time passed and he grew older.

By the time Jiang Tianyang took over Hung Hing, perhaps he was truly unwilling to get involved in society affairs, or perhaps because he had no blood descendants, he eventually had to hand over the position of Dragon Head.

It is estimated that he had the idea of withdrawing early, which allowed Chen Haonan to become the Dragon Head of Hung Hing in his early thirties.

In the comics, the subsequent Hall Masters of Hung Hing were basically blood descendants of the previous generation of Hall Masters.

This explains the problem well; blood descendants are quite important at certain times.

Because of this, Wu Feng did not brush off his mother, but spoke quite vaguely on the phone, and that alone made his mother on the other end of the line full of joy.

(End of this chapter)