Reborn in America, I'm serious about making money.

Zhang San was dressed in an exquisite suit... That's impossible. After he became rich, he naturally did whatever he wanted and would never dress so formally. Instead, he was very casual. He stood tall and walked steadily as he boarded the luxurious private jet.

He was closely followed by three women: Fang Xiaobing, Gao Yuanyuan, and Wang Shengyi. As celebrities, they naturally had the self-awareness of celebrities, and they dressed very conservatively, wearing large sunglasses, scarves, and trench coats.

It's definitely not about being afraid that poor people will see it or that rich people won't see it; they only need to be responsible to one person.

This wasn't their first time flying on a private jet. The interior was luxuriously decorated, with spacious and comfortable seats. Zhang San and the three women took their seats in turn. As the plane took off, they left Shanghai and flew towards Hong Kong.

During the flight, Zhang San chatted happily with the three women. They discussed the dynamics of the financial market and future development trends... But that was impossible; the three women didn't understand any of that, so it was pointless for them to talk. At most, they discussed which movie was being released, who had made a new film, and which celebrity's gossip and scandals, etc.

"Boss, is that 'pure and innocent' girl related to you?"

"Which one?" Zhang San pretended to be confused. In fact, there was only one girl in Hong Kong who was called a "jade girl".

"Zhou Huimin, don't tell me you don't know."

"I heard from rumors in Hong Kong that that woman has a mysterious boyfriend."

"I saw a tabloid report that someone took a photo. I saw the photo, and the person's back looks just like yours. I also saw the clothes; you have one too."

"Hehe... Don't joke around. The Kochi brand you endorse has been selling quite well in Asia over the past two years."

Zhang San tried to change the subject, a tactic that had always worked... but this time it failed.

"Boss, we usually pretend we don't know anything when you try to change the subject, but this is a matter of principle. Confess and you'll be treated leniently; resist and you'll be punished severely."

Zhang San really wanted to say: Confess and you'll be treated leniently, but you'll spend your life in jail; resist and you'll be punished severely, but you'll be able to go home for the New Year.

"What are you all thinking about all day? I'm going to take a break."

Zhang San turned his head to look out the window. Outside, the sky was blue and the clouds were white. Sunlight shone on the plane, making it gleam with golden light.

"He's feeling guilty, he's feeling guilty, the boss has something to hide."

"snort!"

Zhang San wanted to look at the scenery outside, but he actually fell asleep.

The three women were speechless when they heard Zhang San's even snoring; he had actually fallen asleep.

The private jet flew smoothly, and the three women kept their conversation quiet so as not to wake him.

"I've heard that the Hong Kong entertainment industry is quite wild. I heard something..." Fang Xiaobing mysteriously told a piece of gossip.

Actress A is the top female host at a radio station, while actress B is showing signs of surpassing A and is known for her flamboyant behavior.

During filming, actress A took the opportunity to teach actress B a lesson. The scene involved actress A slapping actress B, but it wasn't filmed well, and the director kept yelling "CUT!"

It wasn't until the sixteenth time that the director called her name, but by then actress B had already turned into a pig's head.

Although neither party admitted it afterward, actress B did not appear in public during that period.

"Oh, is this really true?"

"That's terrifying."

Both listeners gasped in surprise, finding it unbelievable.

"Is it really true? Everyone on set is a good person, with good tempers, good personalities, and nice voices." Wang Shengyi recounted his experience on set with a somewhat skeptical tone.

Fang Xiaobing laughed and said, "You're lucky to have met the boss."

She started out playing maids in dramas, so she's experienced the ups and downs of life on set.

She debuted early, so she naturally knows a lot of things. She then told a story from the past, about a current actress who had a tough time when she first started out, but later she hooked up with a director, and her acting roles suddenly broadened.

This opened Gao Yuanyuan and Wang Shengyi's eyes to the fact that even good people can succumb to money and power...

"The boss is really amazing!"

They both thought about how great their lives would be under the boss's protection.

Actually, they didn't know that if Zhang San were an ordinary overseas Chinese, things wouldn't be like this. But Zhang San also has another identity: a world-class media tycoon. What does "world-class" mean?

Zhang San didn't smear anyone and remained neutral, which is commendable. Moreover, he has a lot of internet companies. Although they are not countless, they account for more than 60% of the global market share, which is really amazing!

Although he doesn't hold a position in these companies and it's impossible to confirm whether there's a connection, one thing is certain: do they need evidence? Ordinary people do, but once you reach a certain level, you don't need evidence anymore.

The plane landed at Hong Kong International Airport. Since Zhang San was still asleep, the plane pulled over to the side to wait for him to wake up.

An hour later, Zhang San woke up and felt that he had slept very well and felt much better. He realized that he had been overworking recently and needed to take care of his health in the future. He couldn't continue like this, as there was always work to be done.

"Boss, you have a lot of influence!"

"Hehe..." Zhang San chuckled, without saying a word.

His appearance upon exiting the airport naturally attracted a lot of attention.

"I heard it's an overseas financial group that sent a plane to pick up a major client."

"What kind of major clients did they negotiate with?"

A well-informed source mysteriously revealed that an overseas insurance company has successfully secured three high-net-worth clients, each worth tens of millions of yuan. To demonstrate the importance placed on these distinguished clients, the insurance company dispatched a luxury private jet to pick them up.

The aircraft gleamed on the airport runway, its fuselage emblazoned with the insurance company's logo, making it particularly eye-catching. The cabin was luxuriously furnished and comfortable, with soft seats providing an exceptional flying experience.

He was right, but he was targeting the wrong person. The one who was actually meeting with Zhang San was Zhang San; the other three clients were just incidental.

The convoy slowly made its way along the winding mountain road and finally arrived at the hilltop villa.

As soon as the car came to a stop, I saw someone waiting there.

The car doors opened, and the passengers disembarked one after another. Those who were there to greet them stepped forward and offered polite greetings.

The group followed Zhang San into the villa. After Zhang San sat down, the group did not sit down either, but stood respectfully to one side.

"Sign the documents; they still have work to do."

After the overseas insurance agents left, Zhang San said, "It's all settled, let's celebrate."

While they were celebrating, the overseas insurance company started to go bankrupt. Three famous mainland movie stars had taken out a total of HK$60 million in insurance policies with the overseas insurance company.

This was at Zhang San's behest; it not only caused the overseas insurance company to fail, but also boosted the fame of the three actresses.

This matter also caused a stir in Hong Kong, with many questioning whether mainland celebrities' incomes were truly that high.

In their minds, mainland celebrities are far inferior to those in Hong Kong and could not possibly earn such high incomes.