Hong Kong Film: Short mules have no future, I am in charge of Hong Kong

Chapter 48 Killing two birds with one stone?
Su Hanze said disapprovingly, "Sister, you don't need to ask for my opinion on Mr. Jiang's investment in Bolan Street, right?"

Thirteenth Sister rolled her eyes at Su Hanze and snatched the copy back.

He said, “It’s not as simple as you think. This place was previously invested by a Taiwanese businessman.

It has been less than half a year since the renovation was completed and the store opened for business, and now it has to close down. Business on Portland Street is not as easy as these fools think. "

Thirteenth Sister asked Su Hanze for a cigarette. After Su Hanze lit it for her, she continued.

"This place has five and a half years left to use. Mr. Jiang paid eight million this time to buy it from a Taiwanese businessman."

Su Hanze was surprised: "Big sister, is it the nightclub called Nan Guo Yu Lin that Dong Xing was in charge of watching before?

Eight million for a five-and-a-half-year lease? That place is not small, eight million is definitely not enough, right?"

"Of course it's not enough. The price Mr. Jiang and the Taiwanese businessman agreed on is 15 million!

The remaining 7 million was contributed by the big boss B in Causeway Bay. In return, he asked Mr. Jiang for 30% of the shares of this place! ! "

Su Hanze immediately understood what Thirteenth Sister meant.

“Sister, Big Brother B is a loser who wants to plant a flag on our Bolan Street!
"Yan Jiachan, when Mr. Jiang asked you to kill the police, why didn't he stand up and work for Hongxing?!"

Thirteenth Sister laughed self-deprecatingly: "As a woman, I am in charge of Portland Street, so there will always be gossip within Hongxing.

If Han Bin hadn't been taking care of me over the past year, I might have been driven out of office by these fit people!

Now they are just using the excuse of investment to plant a flag in Bowl Lane, which is already a great honor for me.

By the way, Hanze, Mr. Jiang specifically asked you to go and see this place!"

Su Hanze thought for a moment and couldn't help laughing.

“Boss B is really willing to spend a lot of money. On the one hand, he is going to establish a presence in Potland Street by acquiring shares.

On the one hand, he knew that I had a grudge against Dongxing, so he asked me to go to Dongxing’s original place to check it out. On the other hand, he hoped that Dongxing would come to my house and chop me to death, right?

Even if you fail to kill me and ruin Mr. Jiang's business, I won't be able to compete for the Red Stick next month.

Killing two birds with one stone, this guy has some brains!"

Thirteenth Sister exhaled a long, thin stream of smoke into the air in front of her and gave a reminder.

"So now you have to be careful, because someone is watching you now. No matter what you do, they are waiting for you to show your hand.

Ah Ze, don't take the wrong path. I have always been a strong-willed person and I don't want to wait for your brother-in-law to settle everything for me!"

Han Chen, who had been operating in Tsim Sha Tsui for more than 20 years, did not die at the hands of the Ni family, nor was he caught by the police.

He was killed so suddenly by Han Bin's shotgun, which was something no one expected.

Huang Zhicheng, who had been keeping an eye on Han Chen for two years, obviously couldn't accept this fact.

In the name of cooperating with the investigation, he immediately took all of Han Chen's remaining trusted henchmen to the classroom of the O-Ji department.

At this time, Chen Yongren was sitting in his office.

With Han Chen's death, the stone that had been pressing on Chen Yongren's heart seemed to fall to the ground.

"Mr. Huang, Han Chen is dead, these people in Tsim Sha Tsui should be arrested and the net should be closed."

Huang Zhicheng remained unmoved by Chen Yongren's proposal.

He just raised the iced lemon tea in his hand and took a sip, then spoke to Chen Yongren slowly.

"Ah Ren, Han Chen has planted a spy in the police force. Even if Han Chen is dead, this line cannot be closed. Two hours ago, after receiving the news of Han Chen's death, our organized crime investigation department held an emergency meeting.

The operation must continue until the traitor in the police force is found out!"

Chen Yongren didn't seem surprised at all that Huang Zhicheng would say such a thing.

He laughed at himself, his emotions had reached a breaking point.

"Mr. Huang, are you going to tell me that I have to continue to go undercover as a dwarf mule?"

"That's right!"

Huang Zhicheng nodded: "The Chief Superintendent has issued an action order to our A team. Han Chen's group of scoundrels were probably taken over from the Ni family.

Before the Ni family collapsed, you worked with Ni Yongxiao in Tsim Sha Tsui for more than three years, and you are Ni Kun's son.

It's just the right time to push you out to stabilize the situation in Tsim Sha Tsui, so that these bad guys won't cause any trouble in Tsim Sha Tsui after Han Chen's death!
As for the follow-up action plan, I will…”

boom--

Chen Yongren punched Huang Zhicheng's desk, then stood up and supported himself on the table, glaring at Huang Zhicheng.

"Huang Sir! That's enough!
Ten years ago, you wanted to destroy the Ni family, and Ni Kun was killed by unknown gunmen.

Later, you wanted to bring down Brother Xiao, but it was Han Chen who set up the trap and made Brother Xiao die at the hands of your gun.

Now that Han Chen is dead, you still refuse to close the net!
Sir, are those achievements really that important to you?
The Organized Crime Investigation Bureau should be very clear that in a place like Tsim Sha Tsui, if one Han Chen dies, there will be another Han Chen popping up!

Do I have to go undercover for you for the rest of my life? Do I never have the qualifications to put on the police uniform again?
Give me a definite answer instead of telling me that you are going to make me the boss of Tsim Sha Tsui now!"

Huang Zhicheng listened quietly to Chen Yongren venting his dissatisfaction before taking over Chen Yongren's conversation.

He had his own set of excuses to deal with Chen Yongren.

"Aren, don't be so excited, why don't you listen to what I have to say first.

I don’t know how many times Han Chen has stabbed our police force. This matter is originally the business of the Political Department, so I won’t say much about it.

But have you ever thought about yourself?

How much suffering have you endured over the years? If Han Chen is killed in a blood feud, and the net is closed so hastily, you will not get any credit if you return to the team!

With your hard work over the years, you should at least be awarded the Silver Flute Award by the boss himself, and start out as a trainee inspector.

You have endured for ten years. Now that Han Chen is dead, no one is a threat to you. Why can't you be more patient?"

As usual, Huang Zhicheng and Chen Yongren started to make big promises, but perhaps they were tired of Huang Zhicheng's big promises.

Chen Yongren slumped on the table weakly, but his eyes were still full of anger.

"Mr. Huang, if you let me be the boss, aren't you afraid that I will become the second Han Chen?"

"Ah Ren, I believe you. You are a principled policeman and you will never..."

"You don't understand anything! You can't be a dwarf mule!
You said I was a principled policeman, but I hadn't even been in training for three months at the police academy when you stripped me of my police uniform!

I don't even know how to become a qualified police officer!

Please let me go, even if it means returning me to the police force and directing traffic, I don't want to be an undercover agent anymore!"

(End of this chapter)