Honest Businessman 00-07 (Complete)

Prologue

What a joyous day!

Emperor Entertainment has finally gone public. Legally speaking, a record company of this size shouldn't be able to
soar in the stock market. For the sake of my ideal record company's bright future, I spent a considerable amount of money bribing high-ranking officials at
the Securities and Futures Commission and took many risks to obtain the listing permit. Now that my child has achieved success, how could I
not be happy?

After attending the celebration banquet, I lay on the bed in the presidential suite of the Grand View Hotel, enjoying
the comfortable and tranquil environment provided by the hotel I run, savoring the joy I had just experienced.

"Click!" A sound shattered the tranquility.

"Boss~~~"

"Brother Cheng~~~"

I didn't even need to open my eyes; it was definitely Joey Yung and Charlene Choi, those two little rascals, who had stolen my room key
and were coming to cause trouble again.

"Looks like I'll have to order those hotel managers not to give you my keys without permission from now on, so I can
have some private space..."

"Brother Cheng, don't do that~ I'm a celebrity after all, it's so embarrassing if other people see me knocking on your
door! We're so happy today, let us serve you..." Charlene Choi's sweet
voice made it impossible for me to react.

The obedient Joey Yung used actions to say a thousand words; she pounced on my crotch, her slender hands skillfully
releasing my penis, her cherry lips kissing my and her treasure, her slightly narrow bright eyes looking up at me, appearing
both mischievous and cute.

Seeing that her cute senior sister had taken over the boss's little brother first, Charlene Choi suppressed her fierce desire and
rescued her and Joey Yung's delicate bodies from their evening gowns.

"Little Sasha, where's your bestie Gillian?"
I asked
Charlene Choi, whose hands were roaming over Joey Yung's naked, voluptuous body, as I lay on the bed enjoying the pleasure of Joey Yung's tongue teasing my glans.

"She's going to shoot an advertisement! Brother Cheng, how can you ignore two beautiful women in your bed and only think about her!
I won't stand for it, I won't stand for it~~~" Consumed by jealousy and lust, Charlene Choi took her anger out on Joey Yung, her left hand forcefully
kneading the pink nipple on Joey Yung's left breast from behind, while her right hand broke through Joey Yung's last line of defense,
ravaging her wet clitoris.

How could Joey Yung withstand this sudden attack? The penis in her mouth prevented her from moaning loudly, and she could only
pitifully whimper and whimper to release her pent-up desire, her forbidden area instantly becoming a river of water.

Joey Yung exhaled, panting, her bright eyes flashing with burning lust as she glared at Charlene Choi: "Alright,
Ah Sha ! You've made your senior sister look so pathetic, let's see how I deal with you!"

Charlene Choi, true to her reputation as a reincarnation of Pan Jinlian, was surprised that Joey Yung paid attention to her needs. Her slender body immediately met
the attacking hands, pressing her small breasts against Joey Yung's full bosom. The moment their delicate, luscious lips met
, their tongues began to fight fiercely, so intense that neither woman had time to swallow their saliva, which
dripped onto my leg. The two women's four hard, numb nipples were also rubbing against each other,
and their jade hands were not idle either, either caressing each other's smooth skin or attacking each other's vitals.
Joey Yung 's slender hands left fingerprints on every inch of Charlene Choi's labia, and Charlene Choi's strange hands even
groped Joey Yung's anus.

I quietly enjoyed the spectacle of the two little vixens lying on either side of my lap, ignoring
their neglect of my penis and the numbness in my legs. Damn it, my left leg was completely unresponsive.
Joey Yung claims to have successfully lost weight; her standards are really low! Lost in thought, I ignored the fact that my two beauties had each
reached a small climax, with Charlene Choi even spraying a little bit of fluid onto my leg. They were so dazed that they didn't even realize
I had taken off my shirt, daring to make empty promises to serve me! Humph!

Joey Yung knew me best. Realizing she had neglected me, she quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, boss! Please let Joey
help you take off your pants, I'm sorry!"

She nudged Charlene Choi, who was still catching her breath, and sat down on the bed from my left leg, unbuttoning my pants.
I could then admire her exposed 34C breasts, her slightly thick waist, and her still-opening
vulva, which was oozing love juice. Charlene Choi also wisely got off my "right leg mattress," stood up, and pulled down my pants, which were stained with my juices and
saliva . A silver thread dangled faintly from the base of her thigh, reflecting
how intense her orgasm had been.

Finally, all three of them were naked, and I could finally stand up and stretch my numb
left leg. Joey Yung and Charlene Choi immediately knelt down and began to blow-feed my still-erect penis. One was
constantly sucking and swallowing the glans and shaft, while the other was playing with my testicles. Soon, their cherry lips
were sucking . Watching them kiss each other while sucking on half of the glans, and recalling their
earlier passionate encounter, I couldn't help but feel an urge to ejaculate. If I were a young man,
I would have already made their faces white and smeared.

I'm old, and I drank too much, so their faces hadn't received any of my touch. I pulled Charlene Choi
up and put her on the bed, ready to give this slut a good beating with my cock. So good! Although Charlene Choi's vulva was a bit
loose, the folds of her vagina were moving on their own, and the flowing vaginal fluid was enough to stimulate my senses.

"Ugh...! It feels so good, Brother Cheng's thing... inside me, it's so hot, my stomach is so bloated
!...Brother Cheng, don't just enjoy yourself, move around a bit, fuck your cute little Sasha to death!"

I really enjoyed hearing Charlene Choi's endless lewd words, even though I knew that
things like "my stomach is so bloated" were all lies, but what man doesn't have a desire to conquer? Since little Sasha didn't need my prompting and was already
begging for my favor, I had no choice but to start my piston-like movements.

I was in a really bad mood today and had no interest in paying attention to Joey Yung. Bored, she let her hands
wander over Charlene Choi's body, her red lips kissing her small navel, her soft tongue cleaning
the inside with her own saliva. Later, Joey Yung playfully pouted her lips and sucked on
the air and her own saliva from Charlene Choi's navel, making loud "slurp...slurp..." sounds mixed with Charlene Choi's louder
moans. This lewd atmosphere excited me even more, and I couldn't help but reach out and stroke Joey Yung's hair,
praising her oral skills.

Joey Yung, aroused, knelt before Charlene Choi, her cherry lips slowly moving to the pubic mound of her pubic hair
, kissing the point where we were joined. She sucked the faint honey-like fluid from Charlene Choi that clung to my penis,
then sucked on her bulging clitoris. The tip of my penis tingled and tingled from Charlene Choi's vigorous "man-eating flower"
sucking, while the base was kissed by Joey Yung's warm, moist red lips and fragrant tongue. My spirits soared.
Although Joey Yung's head hindered my thrusts, it still managed to push the unusually sensitive Charlene Choi to climax.

Although Charlene Choi was on the verge of climax under the combined assault of Joey Yung's seductive tongue and my penis, she could still
notice Joey Yung's tender, pink, almost virgin-like vulva right in front of her pretty face. She automatically raised her palm and
gently caressed Joey Yung's petals, her two slender fingers occasionally inserting into the vaginal cavity that I hadn't yet visited that night, bringing out
Joey Yung's nectar, which dripped onto her pretty face.

"Wow~~~! I... can't take it anymore...! I'm going to... fly...!"

Whew! One problem solved! Charlene Choi's powerful squirt made my penis tip tingle. I barely managed to
hold back my own climax; there was still another slut to deal with! As soon as I pulled my penis out of Charlene Choi's overflowing,
still convulsing vulva, Joey Yung immediately took it with her mouth, not allowing my penis to be exposed to the air for more than a
second .

I told Joey Yung to just hold my penis in her mouth and not move, so I could calm down. Alright, I can begin
the second round. I pushed the waiting Joey Yung down next to Charlene Choi, and my penis disappeared into Joey Yung's
alluring peach garden. Joey Yung's honeypot wasn't as skillful as Charlene Choi's, but it wasn't without its merits:
although I had explored it many times, her female parts still tightly gripped my penis, like a virgin,
reminding me of the feeling when I deflowered her; her clear, autumn-water-like eyes always looked at me with deep tenderness,
like gazing lovingly at her boyfriend, and I simply couldn't help but cherish her.

"Ugh... um... umm... huff... boss... love Joey more..."

Joey Yung wasn't good at moaning (note: what a waste of her voice!), but it wasn't artificial. Her
acting was terrible, and this kind of affectionate expression couldn't be faked by her. I would never deny that I loved her,
I even thought I might marry her, although I had no intention of getting a divorce.

As I was thinking, my penis was about to launch its white jet of fluid again. 　　Oh no! We hadn't been making love
for very long, why was I in such a bad state? I quickly tightened the muscles of my anus, thank goodness! "Love me...! Ahhhhhhh... Ah... Ah... Huff... Huff..." 　　Why did Joey finish so quickly? All my efforts were for nothing! What happened today? 　　My penis answered these questions for me: it sensed that Joey's vagina wasn't vibrating very strongly, but Joey was faking an orgasm! Just as I was about to express my dissatisfaction, her expressive eyes seemed to tell me: "Joey loves you, and doesn't want you to force yourself on me. Give some to Asha, I know you love me, and that's enough." 　　I couldn't help but kiss this dear girl passionately until Charlene Choi, who had regained some strength she were being coquettish. As soon as I looked up, she immediately showered my face with light kisses. I reminded them that my penis was still swollen, and they obediently used their hands and mouths to release my white passion. 　　The next moment, traces of semen were left on the pretty faces, lips, and noses of the two currently most popular stars . Charlene Choi immediately and eagerly sucked the remaining semen off my penis, and then she and Joey Yung shared a wet kiss, exchanging my reward. I was exhausted and collapsed onto the bed. Joey Yung and Charlene Choi also threw themselves next to me. Looking at their deliberately unclean faces, covered in semen, not only satisfied my desire to conquer, but I also couldn't help but recall the joys and sorrows of founding "Emperor Entertainment"... 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　(1) 　　I am a very ordinary businessman. For many years, I have focused my efforts on my "Emperor Watch & Jewelry" business. Because I am not very familiar with real estate and securities - two industries that can thrive in Hong Kong, I only established an " Emperor Securities" company and bought a few plots of land in the name of the jewelry company. I did not wholeheartedly develop it. As a result, I can now be considered a wealthy businessman, but I cannot compare with the wealth of those big real estate developers. I also believe that I will never earn that kind of wealth in my lifetime, and influencing Hong Kong's politics is just wishful thinking. 　　(Note: I can't help but curse that old fogey again for his collusion with officials and businessmen, damn it!) 　　After returning to the motherland, my career didn't see any breakthroughs, my political dreams were shattered, and my ambition kept me living in the shadow of resentment . My heart kept telling me, "Albert Yeung, you must make it big! No matter what circle you're in, you'll be a leader!" 　　Fortunately, I had a most reliable buddy—Jackie Chan. Although I was several years older, I unconsciously called him "Big Brother." There was no way around it; he was undoubtedly a leader in the film industry, and his women were countless. Remarkably, his womanizing didn't affect his integrity at all (Note: at that time, the "Jackie Chan scandal" hadn't yet surfaced). Compared to my career and my wife, although he wasn't very wealthy, everything he possessed made me envious, and even a little jealous. 　　Jackie Chan truly deserved to be my good brother. Through his introductions, I was able to meet many people in the entertainment industry; he persuaded me to invest in the record industry and even provided a lot of reliable information. His words were truly a wake-up call! 　　Instead of waiting for a mundane retirement, why not become an "entertainment tycoon" and make a name for myself? I could have fame, women, and more challenges! 　　As a newcomer to the record industry, starting a new company wasn't the best option; acquiring an existing record company in Hong Kong was far superior. I chose Fitto Records because I had no other choice: I didn't have a suitable opportunity to acquire giants like PolyGram, Warner Music, or EMI; smaller companies like Capital Artists had four artists who could sell records—Andy Hui, Edmond Leung, Miriam Yeung, and Eason Chan—and their owners wouldn't offer a reasonable price. In contrast, Fitto Records only had one well-known female singer, Shirley Chiu, and the management had practically given up on the business, hoping someone like me would take over this mess. 　　So we hit it off immediately, and a week later I was the new owner of Fitto Records. I reviewed Fitto Records' accounts in my luxurious , enormous office and couldn't help but regret my decision.

Damn it, I feel like I'm reading Yue Fei's "Man Jiang Hong"! The entire company's revenue is only a few hundred thousand,
how can we manage this! Luckily, this mess doesn't have much debt, otherwise I would have been "running away before I even became a tycoon
. "

I put "Man Jiang Hong" aside and called the company's only singer, Zhao Xueer, upstairs. ...Not to get down
to business! It's not like we're filming a porn movie, why would she "voluntarily" spread her legs and let me do whatever I want as soon as she sees me?
Besides, I'm not some kind of lustful monster... (Note: cough cough!)

Soon, a pretty young woman opened the door and came to my desk. My first impression of her
was, "So thin!" Her tall figure had no muscle build-up; the hollows of her shoulder blades were clearly
visible. She was even thinner than Sammi Cheng, making me wonder if Hong Kong was experiencing a famine, or if she had just returned from
Somalia . In comparison, while her appearance wasn't exceptionally striking, she at least exuded a star
quality. For example, few would completely agree that Faye Wong is a supermodel, but her aura tells everyone
she's a star.

This woman was similar to Faye Wong, though their auras were completely different. While her appearance
was quite ethereal, it conveyed a sense of helplessness, like a tiger fallen into a pit. Her pretty face, shoulder-length hair, and two
adorable dimples made me wonder why her records weren't selling well.

"Boss…"

It was Zhao Xueer! Her voice was high-pitched but not delicate, managing to draw my gaze away. I was absolutely
certain she could sing a good song!

"Hello, Xueer. I'm Albert Yeung, your new boss..." I reached across the desk and
shook her long, slender hand. Wow! It felt like shaking hands with a skeleton! No wonder the media dubbed her "Little Bone
Girl."

I don't quite remember what we talked about afterwards, but it seemed like I was giving her some encouragement and spouting
nonsense about making her a top-tier singer. No wonder the look in her eyes when she left was more suspicious than happy. She'd heard
those words countless times before, and she was still only moderately successful. How could she have any expectations of me?
This suited me perfectly. Forcing her now would only result in her being with a starving African. I'd make
her gain weight and then promote her, which would fulfill my ultimate goal of "getting the most beautiful and popular star," and might even increase her
chances of reciprocating!

After dismissing Zhao Xueer, I reviewed the company's accounts. I realized that to increase revenue,
we needed more singers; otherwise, even if Zhao Xueer's album sold quadruple platinum, it wouldn't matter. Besides,
with only Zhao Xueer as my target, it wouldn't be fair to the money and ambition I'd already spent.

According to Jackie Chan, Andy Hui's contract with Capital Artists had expired. If we signed him,
Fitto Records would definitely be a huge success. Unfortunately, I forgot that Andy Hui's manager was Paco Wong, so
I could only watch helplessly as he joined Paco Wong's East Asia Records.

This experience made me deeply understand how important reputation is in the record industry; becoming an "entertainment tycoon"
remained a distant dream. So, I made one of the most important moves of my life—inviting
Lee Chun, a veteran in the record industry and known as a "golden manager" alongside Paco Wong, to join Fitto Records as
CEO .

Given my reputation in the record industry, Li Jin could have easily scoffed at my invitation; fortunately, he's
someone who enjoys new challenges. Having been bored at Warner Music for so long, he resolutely resigned
as CEO.

(Note: This is Li Jin's public reason for leaving Warner. In reality, after his contract expired, Li Jin wanted to start his own company and made a pact with
his singer, Sammi Cheng, also under Warner, not to renew their contracts. However, Sammi Cheng reneged on her promise to renew, and Li
Jin, in a fit of anger, canceled the plan and ceased to be Sammi Cheng's manager. This is the dark side of the entertainment industry, but it
differs from the plot. It's fiction, so readers don't need to delve too deeply.)

After hearing my grand plan, Li Jin thought I was a very ambitious boss (although he misunderstood my
true "ambition"). With Jackie Chan's help, I succeeded!

The news of "Li Jin joining Fitto Records" occupied a significant portion of Hong Kong's entertainment pages, boosting the company's reputation.
With such a strong backer, signing famous singers was no longer a difficult task!

But things don't always go as planned. It's not that I'm short of money, and Fitto Records isn't a
knock-off company anymore; all the well-known singers in the Hong Kong music scene, except for Andy Hui, are under contract. I don't care about spending more money to buy out contracts;
the most important thing is that it might provoke singers with an "I can't do without you" mentality, making them arrogant and domineering. In that case,
not only would my penis not have a chance to show its strength, but my prestige in the record company would definitely be ruined.

Oh well, Fitto Records is already famous because of signing Li Jin, so they don't need superstars to make a name for themselves.
I decided to sign some young people to replace these so-called superstars. Humph! Isn't the sense of accomplishment from promoting newcomers
greater ?

Just as the staff was preparing to send out talent scouts to find people, I suddenly remembered that my old friend Patrick Tse was looking for a record company to help
his son realize his dream of becoming a singer. The sons of Patrick Tse and Deborah Lee, two former stars, would definitely attract attention!
Don't miss this opportunity, I immediately went to visit Patrick Tse with Li Jin.

Nicholas Tse, son of Patrick Tse, did not disappoint me. He has a handsome face with a touch of innocence, a parted hairstyle
, and a muscular physique, giving him a boy-next-door feel. (Note: It's true!
This is what Nicholas Tse looked like when he first debuted; you can't imagine that the Nicholas Tse of that time and the Nicholas Tse of today are the same person.) Li Jin also felt that
Nicholas Tse was a promising talent. And so, he became the first Fitto artist under my management.

A few days later, I organized a grand signing ceremony for Nicholas Tse, so extravagantly large that it attracted a large number of media outlets
. I declared in my heart: "The Fitto Dynasty begins today!"

The day after the "Fitto Dynasty" began, I was already extremely dissatisfied. Although the media reported on
Nicholas Tse on the front page of their entertainment sections, the content they wrote was nonsensical, such as "
How long can Nicholas Tse last relying solely on the protection of Albert Yeung and Patrick Tse?", "Long live the rich!", "Albert Yeung is poisoning the music scene,"
and so on. Damn it! What crime has it committed to support Nicholas Tse that they dare to pin the blame for poisoning the music industry on me? Why can't
the offspring of release albums? Can they really condemn Nicholas Tse as unfit to be a singer? This is outrageous!

I suppressed my anger, comforted Nicholas Tse, and told him that with his looks, he would definitely have many young girls.
Fans; he also had to be prepared to deal with the unreasonable harassment from those who envied and hated him. However, I knew that with
Nicholas Tse's stubborn personality, he would definitely not admit defeat, so I wasn't too worried about him.

As the saying goes, "A great man's departure always attracts wind and rain," and the fact that Fitto Records caused so much
trouble only strengthened my belief that Fitto's future was bright. In the years that followed, Nicholas Tse released his first
solo album, which again attracted a series of controversies; to avoid the harassment of busybodies, I successively signed three girls
with ordinary as singers, without any signing ceremony; they were later dubbed the first generation of "Emperor's Three
Little Flowers"—Ho Ka-lei, Yip Pui-man, and Joey Yung.

I couldn't help but admire myself for turning a mess into a highly talked-about record
company in just six months. This was my first step towards becoming an "entertainment tycoon," and also an important step towards my
goal !

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