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484 New business(1/2)

The back room of the pharmacy.

A skinny young man wearing a yellow T-shirt and dyed yellow hair sat hunched in front of an arcade machine.

"Da, da da." He flexibly swung the joystick with both hands, pressed the buttons, and was playing "Space Invaders".

Belly Wen walked in, put his arm on the arcade machine, leaned against the screen, and joked: "Consumption ghost, are you rich? Buy an arcade machine and play at home, so you don't even have to go to the arcade hall."

The consumptive ghost stared at it and said, "Only gamblers go to arcades. I really like playing arcade machines. Wouldn't it be comfortable to buy a machine and squat at home?"

"That makes sense?" Dubiwen sat on a chair, crossed his legs, and swept his trousers.

After he watched the consumptive ghost play the game, Fang said, "How are you doing with your inquiries about generic drugs?"

"The largest generic drug factory in India is called Sun Company. It has no agents in Hong Kong or even the entire Greater China region. If we can negotiate, we can wrap up the business in China, Hong Kong, Macao and Taiwan." The consumptive ghost let go of the joystick and stood up. .

Belly Wen said: "The company will open an incense hall next month to appoint new employees."

The consumptive ghost's eyes lit up.

"The appointment list has only been decided, but the position has not been decided. You know, Bing Ge always follows rules when it comes to things. Everyone has a chance to get to the top."

"If you can win the generic drug business, I will definitely recommend you to the position with Brother Bing."

Belly Wen promised.

The consumptive ghost coughed twice, put his fist against his mouth and said, "Brother Wen!"

"Give me some brothers."

Belly Wen said: "There are several societies in Xiangjiang that are keeping an eye on this business. I will negotiate with them first and then ask the leading general for orders."

"As businessmen, we need to follow procedures when doing things. We should learn more from Bing Ge."

"You're still far from it."

Dupiwen stood up, waved, and walked out with two bodyguards. The consumptive ghost shouted from behind: "Brother Wen, I'm waiting for news from you!"

I got in the car without looking back.

One week later.

"Police News" published Liu Jianwen's investigation results, confirming Liu Jianwen's crime of shooting an undercover agent and deleting files. It also announced that Liu Jianwen committed suicide out of fear of guilt.

All welfare benefits for Liu Jianwen were cancelled, and Police Commissioner Han Lirong personally announced that if similar crimes occur again in the police force, he will be notified to the Queen for execution.

Subsequently, various departments of the police force began to appease the undercover officers, improve their treatment, and the police force allocated special funds to take care of the lives of the undercover police officers' families. The opinions on the undercover officers finally subsided.

This time, Liu Jianwen really had to die.

In addition, the British law followed by Hong Kong actually has a death penalty clause. However, according to tradition, execution of death sentences in each colony requires an order signed by the Queen.

In order to show royal kindness, the noble queen usually refuses to carry out the death penalty.

But when there is political demand, signing a death warrant is just a matter of writing. The guarantee given by "First Brother" Han Lirong is indeed effective.

The police force did not announce the rest of the incident to the public, but a piece of news two days later shocked the business community. Acting Deputy Director of Operations "Cai Jinping" personally ordered the heavy crime team to investigate Jockey Club board member "Ying Jiabai" for suspected murder. On the day of the incident, the re-evaluation team forcibly detained Ying Jiabai at the Central Pier. During this period, the Jockey Club's board of directors remained silent, and Ying Jiabai was forcefully taken back to the headquarters.

The crime team accused him of being involved in the death of "Lin Cheung Lok" and detained him in Lai Chi Kok. In the 26 years since the establishment of the Royal Hong Kong Jockey Club, a board member was arrested for the first time. The impact on the Hong Kong business community was an earthquake.

One month after the General Administration incident.

Peninsula Hotel.

Zhang Guobin was holding a red wine glass in his hand, half leaning on the right side of the couch, looking at Cai Jinping who was sitting on the coffee table looking at the scenery, and said with a smile: "I know the owner of this hotel very well. If Mr. Cai likes it, I'll let him

He will leave this room to you forever."

Cai Jinping was wearing a black suit, raised his glass and took a sip of wine, smiling brightly: "No, why don't you stay in a hotel every day if you don't go back to your home?"

"My wife should be suspicious of having a lover."

"Congratulations, Private Cai, for replacing the word agent." Zhang Guobin raised his hand and toasted: "Now you are officially the deputy director of operations."

"The first deputy commissioner of police in the true sense of Hong Kong Chinese history."

Cai Jinping looked proud, stood up and said, "Thank you very much."

"Ding!"

The two clinked glasses.

Zhang Guobin asked: "How is Chen Zirong?"

"What else?"

Cai Jinping pursed his lips and tasted the wine.

"There was no direct evidence linking Liu Jianwen to him when he died, but the incident occurred during Operation Overturning the Sea. As the commander-in-chief of Operation Overturning the Sea, he cannot escape the charge of dereliction of duty."

"After the internal investigation department submitted the investigation report, Chen Zirong personally took the blame and resigned at the meeting. Brother No. 1 has already agreed."

Cai Jinping cast his eyes towards the sea: "Chen Private is no longer Chen Private, he is Rong Zai."

"Hahaha."

Zhang Guobin laughed loudly.

"What a handsome boy. A skinned fox is no longer worth mentioning."

"Um."

Cai Jinping responded.

"However, Rong Zai is still very popular in the eyes of the British capital. After all, a temporary failure in the struggle cannot chill people's hearts. There are quite a few people in the police force who are fooling around with Gui Lao."

"HSBC, Huaqi, and Standard Chartered all want to hire Rong Tsai to be the security director. Note that he is not the security bureau, the kind of security director who doesn't hold a stick." Cai Jinping emphasized his tone, and Zhang Guobin couldn't help laughing: "Cai Jinping

Being a private person, working as a security guard, or working as a police officer are all to contribute to the community."

"Don't look down on people." He clinked glasses with Mr. Cai, and Cai Jinping said: "That's true, to contribute to the safety of the city, but let me tell you a news, Rongzi agreed to the invitation of HSBC Bank, and also worked part-time as a

Li Jiacheng serves as a security consultant, and it is said that he is helping Li Jiacheng recruit retired elites from the special service department to form a security team."

Zhang Guobin nodded slightly: "Losers always like to hug together for warmth, but it still cannot change the fact that they failed."

"What a bunch of wretches."

Cai Jinping couldn't laugh or cry: "Has a real estate tycoon turned into a pitiable creature in your eyes?"

"Then I am nothing but a deputy director."

"It's really nothing." Zhang Guobin admitted frankly, stood up and put his arm around Cai Jinping's shoulders: "If we get to where we are today, we won't go any further."

"I will look down upon you, Mr. Cai."

Cai Jinping drank the cup in one gulp: "I will also look down on myself."

"Where's O Ji?"

Zhang Guobin asked: "Who will be in charge next?"

This is already within the scope of authority of the Deputy Director of Operations.

Now, Zhang Guobin is no longer afraid of Mr. O’s causing trouble, because Mr. O’s boss is his friend. Cai Jinping changed the topic and asked: “Who do you want to hand it over to?”

"Mention a name!"

Zhang Guobin smiled and said: "What name should I mention? Ask the waiter to bring a dice over, and we will roll the dice."

"You pick a few people you like, each one has a number, and whoever you draw will be the one who gets it."

"That's a good note." Cai Jinping really agreed.

evening.

At sunset on the beach, two men in suits stood in a hotel suite, chatting and throwing dice.

Cai Jinping did not tell Zhang Guobin many details. For example, many police officers under Mr. Chen were under investigation and were undergoing hearings. For example, Wen Qiren was already a chief inspector who received special attention, and his name was written on the next batch of superintendent-level promotion lists. There were also

Many people in the internal investigation department have been commended. An Jiayou was promoted to the rank of chief superintendent this month. The cake has been cut into the bowl.

Politics is always a winner-take-all game.

This struggle also made the Hong Kong government realize for the first time that the "national consciousness" of violent organizations in Hong Kong has begun to awaken. According to the inertia of the development of national consciousness, once a certain opportunity triggers national consciousness, the next step is the overall rise of national consciousness.

The police force understands that the power of "Chinese police officers" will enter the ascendant channel, and it cannot be suppressed under the current situation. It is a destined choice to gradually delegate power.

The police position was lost.

Where will the torch beacon be ignited?

Chinese cemetery.

The drizzle and the slanting wind are drifting.

In front of a tombstone, a man in a suit held an umbrella and stared at the tombstone for a long time. He bent down and placed a jade pendant in front of the tombstone, then turned and left without taking any notes.

The jade pendant with Guanyin is destined to be lost when placed on the tombstone, but when you go out to travel, you will always have to return it.

One night.

Zhang Guobin was sitting in a bar on Portland Street with Ah Hao, Mei Jie and the landlord.

Belly Wen led several people to their seats, nodded and bowed and said, "Brother Bing, good evening."
To be continued...
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