What do you mean by quitting the business? I'm not a big shot.

Chapter 594: Late
Yin Zhaotang couldn't even remember his own birthday, but his birth date and time were written on the bottom of the club's poster, so it seems that his grandfather really took it to heart.

He's just a scoundrel from Kwun Tong. At most, he'll eat a bowl of cart noodles on his birthday. When will he ever receive a gift?
However, he was still deeply moved. He put down the documents and declined, saying, "Grandpa, the shoe factory was set up with the help of the community."

"When we distributed the shares to our brothers, we never intended to take them back. We just left them there. Now that the company is listed, if we ask for the shares back, our brothers will feel resentful."

The fat cat sneered, "Who dares to disagree!"

"Don't worry, I bought these shares with my own money."

Yin Zhaotang was startled: "Grandpa, you're so rich?"

Fat Cat said, "In recent years, the gang's wealth has been rolling in. The money handed over by each branch is two or three billion. It's not unreasonable to take out two hundred million, is it?"

“I have more experience than you in bookkeeping.”

He couldn't help but feel a little tempted. He glanced at the document and said thoughtfully, "Grandpa, you can speak frankly about anything that's going on in the club."

Fat Cat leaned on his cane and slowly shook his head: "Nonsense, what I give you is what you get. If I really need you to do something, I won't give you anything, but you'll still have to do it."

"Take it back, I just want to save myself some trouble."

Yin Zhaotang seemed to understand, picked up the document, nodded and said, "I understand, Uncle Cat. As long as I'm here, the gang's reputation will not fall."

The fat cat waved goodbye, saying wistfully, "Go on."

The health of the resident doctor has been deteriorating in the past two years, a fact known to both the older generation and the younger staff. Perhaps even Fat Cat sensed his impending death and began making arrangements for his passing.

In his youth, he was determined to expand his gang, but the political climate prevented him from doing so. In his later years, things turned around, and he saw the old Zhong's signboard growing bigger every day. He only regretted that his youth had passed too quickly and he no longer had the energy to maintain it.

Now, we're still worrying about the future.
Yin Zhaotang felt a pang of pity. He took two steps, then turned back and said, "Grandpa, you've carried the burden your whole life. I'll take care of the rest of the days."

The fat cat's old face was covered with wrinkles, but its mouth was wide open as it said kindly, "Fine, let me hold the top."

"I've sat in this position for decades, and I really can't bear to give it up in the end."

Yin Zhaotang clasped his hands in a fist and said in a loud voice, "Thank you!"

After leaving Chao Yi Restaurant, he did not feel the joy of regaining full control, simply because these shares represented his grandfather's ambition.

We are a united community, brothers of one mind.

It was the plaque inscribed with "Loyalty and Courage" in the attic that brought the shares back into their hands. If the identity of this transmigrator in this life was the most valuable opportunity, then the guidance from his grandfather was the most precious wealth.

One cannot become a hero by acting alone; only by uniting as one can one achieve great things. A person's life is only a hundred years long. If one rises and falls for a few decades and accomplishes nothing, even if one lives for another hundred years, one will still accomplish nothing.

The extra time is far less important than the extra people.

This favor, owed for a lifetime, can only be repaid in one lifetime.

After composing himself, he sat in the back seat of the Rolls-Royce and said to Niu Qiang in the passenger seat, "Call Yu Shaoze and tell him to come to the company tonight."

Niu Qiang immediately pulled out his mobile phone and said, "I'll talk to him, boss." Yu Shaoze was still in a meeting when he received the call and readily agreed. But after hanging up, he frowned, a doubt creeping into his mind.

"You've already broken off relations, and you still want to make peace? What are you up to, you idiot?" If you think you can use your position as a member of the Zhigong Association to pressure him, then Yin Zhaotang is in for a disappointment.

As the most prestigious leader in the Chinese Police Association, he could bring Chinese police officers into the association, and he could also lead other Chinese members to leave. With a branch of several thousand members disbanding, let's see how Yin Zhaotang can maintain his political standing!

Furthermore, the thousands of people involved are all police officers, which will definitely cause a sensation within the organization. It's a fight to the death; if even a god like Tang dares, so too does he.

He maintained his composure until he saw the final trump card.

In the evening, after finishing work, Yu Shaoze ordered a pizza and ate it in his office. After taking a good shower, changing into a suit, and putting on a Jaeger-LeCoultre watch, he called a car to go to Zhongyi Building.

When the convoy entered the underground parking garage, it was exactly 7:30. Six VIP protection team members, dressed in plainclothes with guns at their waists, stood guard in the elevator, glancing at the CCTV cameras from time to time, their faces filled with tension.

In the past, Chinese police officers felt inferior when entering foreign firms. Now, stepping into the former Jardine House feels like entering a den of wolves and tigers, requiring them to be extremely vigilant.

After being invited into the office by his secretary, Yu Shaoze did not smile. Instead, he walked up to her with a serious expression and said, "Mr. Yin has connections in both the legitimate and underworld circles. He's busy with work every day. You wouldn't call me here for no reason, would you?"

Sitting in his boss's chair, Yin Zhaotang smiled and said slowly, "He's not as good as Yu Sir, who walks a tightrope every day, dreaming of instant success."

"I have some good news to share with Inspector Yu."

Yu Shaoze raised his eyebrows: "Oh?"

Yin Zhaotang stood up, walked around the long table, and stood in front of him: "The order from the country is to invite Inspector Yu to join the preparatory group. Congratulations, Committee Member Yu."

Yu Shaoze was stunned for a moment, his blood rushed to his head, his face flushed, and he gritted his teeth and said, "You recommended it?"

“Of course, with Yu Sir’s abilities, wouldn’t it be better to contribute more to the country? You want a status? I’ll give you the highest one!” Yin Zhaotang stared at him, his eyes carrying a threat: “Satisfied?”

Yu Shaoze clenched his fists, trembling with anger: "I'm sorry, I don't have time to fly to Beijing every month, and as a public servant of the Hong Kong government, it's not appropriate for me to receive two salaries."

Yin Zhaotang sat back in his chair and said readily, "I understand. I will convey every word to the organization. The organization will understand Yu Sir's thoughts."

Politically, refusing a promotion from the organization is also a big mistake! But Yu Shaoze dared not agree, because if he did, he would fall into Shen Xiantang's trap.

By then, he will have lost his value, and after completing his term, he can only wait to retire. Because what the organization values ​​has never been him, but the entire police force.

"I'll remember Mr. Yin's favor." Yu Shaoze snorted coldly, turned and left, not wanting to linger even a moment longer. Seeing their superior's unfriendly expression, the subordinates all lowered their heads and focused on their work.

Shen Xian Tang's move was truly ruthless and vicious, cornering Yu Shaoze. After leaving the building, Yu Sir realized that having lost the trust of the mainland, he had to do something to maintain any chance of prolonging his political life.

Seeing the door close, Yin Zhaotang smiled and said, "Inspector Yu never disappoints me."

When Qi Chen received the news that Yu Shaoze refused to join the organization, his first thought was not doubt, but vigilance. He had to be wary of people who did not trust the organization!

He instantly understood Yin Zhaotang's actions and the context of the Cross-Harbour Tunnel shootout. With such dishonest and inactive police leaders, how can patriotic individuals feel at ease governing Hong Kong?
It needs a thorough cleaning.

(End of this chapter)