There's even a KTV here! Wouldn't it be more profitable to develop your business here?
He decided to go all the way and had someone bring Boss Zhang out of the room.
Boss Zhang was pinned to the ground by his underlings. He glared angrily at Huang Jianjun and shouted, "What the hell do you want?"
"Oh dear, what's wrong with you? Is this how you treat your guests?"
Huang Jianjun waved his hand, signaling his underlings to release Boss Zhang. The underlings then dutifully brought him a chair.
"Mr. Zhang, let's not stand on ceremony and speak frankly, shall we?"
"Hmph, what good things could possibly come out of your mouth?"
"Don't be so aggressive, Mr. Zhang. How about I take over this island for you?"
Boss Zhang was taken aback. He knew Huang Jianjun wasn't up to any good. "You want to take it? Do you know how much I spent?"
"I don't know, but you must be making quite a bit of money, right?"
Huang Jianjun stood up from the water, picked up his cigarette case, and handed a cigarette to Boss Zhang.
"Tell me, how much are you going to offer?"
"How about 300 million?"
"Pah! At least 1 billion!"
Huang Jianjun snorted coldly, "They really don't know what's good for them. You might have the life to take this money, but you won't live to spend it." "Fine, then I'll listen to Boss Zhang."
Mr. Zhang looked at him in surprise. When did Huang Jianjun become so easy to talk to?
Huang Jianjun waved his hand, and his henchmen swarmed forward, trapping Boss Zhang firmly on the ground.
He reached out and pushed Mr. Zhang's head underwater, his eyes revealing no emotion.
Mr. Zhang writhed and finally breathed his last.
Huang Jianjun picked up a towel to wipe his hands. "Clean up his body properly and release the tourists."
"Yes, boss!"
The underlings carried the body out of the pool, released the hotel tourists, and even held an event to keep them there.
He explained that they were simply checking for suspicious individuals, which is why they locked them in the room.
The tourists also recalled the day the tycoon's son had been undergoing a thorough medical check-up.
Some chose to stay in the hotel, while others, being more timid, insisted on leaving the island no matter what.
Huang Jianjun gathered the people who wanted to leave together and said, "Tourists, let me explain to you that if you want to leave early, the fees will not be refunded."
The tourists were also deep in thought. They had spent a lot of money, so wouldn't it be a waste to just leave like this?
Some people who valued their lives were willing to leave even if they didn't want the money, so Huang Jianjun had someone process their check-out and let them go.
To make money, you have to let others know that this place is still as safe as ever.
The island returned to normal, with tourists strolling the streets and forgetting about the incident within a few days.
He even hired online influencers to promote the island, and soon a new group of tourists arrived.
Huang Jianjun sat on the sofa, grinning from ear to ear. He knew he could make a lot of money from this group of tourists.
I also hired people to run my own little island, but there aren't many people there.
But it doesn't matter, he doesn't care anymore, as long as business is good here.
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