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

Chapter 55 Meiko
This woman, You Jiazhen, did not rely solely on her back-end connections. The fact that she was able to reach this position at such a young age is closely related to her strong professional qualities and workaholic nature.

Her greatest pursuit is to have a list of outstanding achievements in her resume.

Seeing that Yazi said nothing, You Jiazhen couldn't help but snort coldly.

She picked up the cup of cold coffee and took another sip.

Then he said to Yazi, "Fortunately, I have arranged a team to pick you up while you are heading to Shixiawei.

Li Wan will be taken back to the police station soon. I will apply for a search warrant overnight, hoping to find something valuable in Li Wan's home as soon as possible!"

When Meizi heard this, she immediately showed an expression of disbelief.

"Madam, you don't believe me?!"

"What you have done has not let me down!"

"Madam, arresting someone requires evidence. Even if you ask Li Wan to cooperate with the investigation, you still need her consent!

Without any evidence, why do you ask me to bring him back? This is against the rules!"

“Meizi, today I’m going to teach you another lesson.

When we police officers handle cases, we must adopt the most efficient and decisive approach.

You must understand that opportunity is fleeting!
Li Wan doesn't understand these rules and regulations, the most important thing now is to get some valuable clues out of her!"

Yazi looked at You Jiazhen's cold face and didn't want to argue with her any more.

There was no other way. A higher-ranking official could crush a person to death. Moreover, she and Li Wan had no relatives or friends. Just a little sympathy would not make her fall out with her boss.

Yawning, Yazi was about to tell You Jiazhen that she was going off work when You Jiazhen stopped her again.

"Yazi, your uncle told me to train you to be an excellent police officer.

So please don't be surprised if I'm a little strict with you.

Now you lead a team to Portland Street and bring this person back for me!"

As he spoke, You Jiazhen walked out from behind the desk, took out a document and handed it to Yazi.

"Madam, I'm very sleepy now!
What the hell is this?"

"This is Su Hanze's information. Huang Zhicheng told me that this man was the only survivor on the boat that exploded in the Cheung Chau area that night!"

In the dance hall on the second floor of Shui'an Nan Guo, Lei Yaoyang from Dongxing, wearing a white tuxedo, shook his long side-parted hair, set up a violin, and was ecstatically playing a world-famous song "Devil's Trill" in the middle of the dance floor.

After the song ended, thunderous applause broke out in the venue.

Lei Yaoyang stood up like an elegant gentleman and bowed slightly to the crowd of supporters around him.

What followed was even more enthusiastic cheers from the Dongxing gang.

Hua Fo was sitting in a booth nearby, hugging two hostesses while looking at the intoxicated Lei Yaoyang on the stage, and couldn't help feeling a pang of pain in his teeth.

This dance floor is full of Dongxing's henchmen, why is he pretending to be an artist?
Lei Yaoyang handed the violin to a younger brother who was guarding next to the stage, then took out a milky white handkerchief from his chest, wiped his hands, and walked straight towards Hua Fo.

Hua Fo pushed away two heavily made-up hostesses, took out a Davidoff from the cigar box on the table, lit it with a lighter, and handed it to Lei Yaoyang.

Lei Yaoyang took the cigar and asked Hua Fo, "Hua Fo, why didn't you applaud just now?"

Hua Fo answered bluntly: "Yao Yang, we short mules don't have the artistic talent as high as yours.

You play violin music very well, and I know that your bar is the only one in Lockhart Road that plays Mozart, but don't forget, this is Bowling Lane. For people like us, no matter how elegant the music is, it's not as good as a woman's moaning!"

Lei Yaoyang took a puff of his cigar and shook his head.

“Art is always lonely, and to be honest, I don’t want to deal with people like you.

Ignorant, vulgar, and without ambition, you deserve to be a groom for life!"

"Yao Yang! Do you think I like dealing with you?
If it wasn't for Lao Ding giving the order this time, I would have let you get involved in the affairs of Portland Street!"

Hua Fo was immediately angry when he was confronted by Lei Yaoyang, but Lei Yaoyang kept looking at Hua Fo with a mocking attitude.

He sneered, "Hua Fo, ever since Hong Xing's Thirteenth Sister took over at Bowlan Street, you can calculate for yourself how many places in the East Star have you lost in the past year?

If I remember correctly, two years ago, Dongxing had a total of five nightclubs, seven bars, ten Finnish saunas, twelve boneyards, and fifteen clock hotels on Bowling Lane!
Now, Dongxing has a total of three nightclubs, four bars, five Finnish saunas, boneyards and clock hotels on Bowling Lane, making a total of only fourteen!

Now this nightclub is also going to be taken over by Hongxing. I am very curious, if you give me another year or two, will there be no place for us Dongxing in Bolan Street anymore?"

Hua Fo, whose shortcomings were exposed by Lei Yaoyang, couldn't help but look ugly.

But he still retorted.

"Lei Yaoyang, you are amazing!

You must know who is behind Thirteenth Sister, right? Since you are so sharp, why don't you say hello to Lao Ding and bring people from Lockhart Road to take over the business on Bowl Lane?
I don't believe you have the guts to defeat Han Bin!"

Lei Yaoyang blew out a huge smoke ring and looked at the flower Buddha in front of him with a mocking look.

Then he stretched out his left hand and pointed at his head.

"You're right, I did say hello to Lao Ding, otherwise do you think I brought so many people to Bowl Lane to take care of your business?
Also, don't use Han Bin to pressure me.

The fact that you can't defeat the people from Hongxing only shows that you have no ability.

For the next month, I will be in charge of all of Tung Sing's businesses on Potland Street!"

"Lei Yaoyang, you have the ability to plant your flag in other societies' territory and eat from my bowl, what kind of ability is that!
No, unless Lao Ding explains it to me in person, you should take your people and go back to where you came from!"

Hua Fo was extremely furious. Tonight, Luo Bingrun, the leader of Dongxing, had called him and told him that Lei Yaoyang would bring people to Bolan Street tonight to support Dongxing.

He never expected that Lei Yaoyang would not hesitate to plant a flag on his own territory, which he could not accept at all.

Lei Yaoyang still maintained an elegant demeanor and waited for Hua Fo to vent his emotions before answering slowly.

“Hua Fo, even though you have no ability, we are all brothers in the same society after all. No matter how shameless I, Lei Yaoyang, am, I will not blatantly seize your territory.

This is what Lao Ding told me. During this month, I will be responsible for arranging all your manpower to start work.

Within a month, I will take over all the territories that Hongxing can occupy!

After a month, the territories you currently have will still be yours, and the extra territories will be taken over by me.

What do you think? Doesn’t this mean that Lao Ding is being unfair? "

Hua Fo couldn't help but be stunned. After quickly sorting out Lei Yaoyang's words, he asked.

"Yaoyang, did Lao Ding really say that? He asked you to come out and fight Han Bin?"

(End of this chapter)