Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 544, Section 134: Wealthy and Powerful

Sitting in a high-end private room that costs 800 yuan a day, enjoying the 19-degree air conditioning, drinking milk tea, eating exquisitely designed snacks, and watching the latest boxing match on a GE widescreen 1000 super-large TV.

This feels amazing!

A ridiculous thought suddenly popped into Ding Gou's mind: he hoped that Liangzai Sheng's lawyer would arrive late so he could watch the entire boxing match.

Sitting to the side, Sister Goose didn't have the same unhelpful thoughts as Nail Dog. She wasn't particularly interested in the boxing match either. She first looked at Handsome Winner's outfit: a full Armani suit with genuine leather slippers on his feet.

He has a handsome and extraordinary appearance, and is very refined. He watches TV with a blank expression, showing no emotional fluctuations.

You can't see the gangster-like arrogance and barbarity of a gangster in this guy.

If people don't know his background or are unfamiliar with him, it would be difficult to associate this handsome young man with a member of the underworld, a member of the Hongmen, or a member of the Shuifang Shuanghua Honggun.

Actually, from the beginning, Sister Goose did not think that Handsome Sheng would be related to this case. The Sheraton Hotel's long-stay rooms do not accept reservations at all and do not entertain walk-in guests; they can only be booked by members.

Even if foreign backpackers come, the lobby manager will chase them away.

Hong Kong's hotel industry is different from that of the rest of the world. Because of its small size and large number of wealthy people, it mainly caters to high-end customers, and even regular rooms are scarce.

Take the floor where Handsome Sheng lives as an example. The entire 900-square-meter space has only three guests. There are three elevators and three exits to ensure that the guests in these three rooms do not disturb each other.

The long-stay private rooms, along with the security guard rooms and the private restaurant, all need to be booked.

The room rate for a long-term rental room is at least tens of thousands of yuan per month.

Pinky can't afford such a long-stay room, and the Sheraton Hotel won't let Pinky stay at the Sheraton Hotel.

Now that Daily Fresh is famous enough, with daily turnover reaching tens of millions, it seems that Handsome Sheng is going to wash his hands of the mud and become a tycoon.

Of course, this is just Sister Goose's own speculation. The boss of Shui Fong, Immortal King, would not let go of a talented man like Handsome Sing who is both literate and skilled in martial arts. Moreover, the reason why these bosses are cooperating with Handsome Sing is because Handsome Sing can solve the troubles on the street.

If Handsome Sheng truly cleanses his ways and goes straight, he will inevitably have to sever ties with the underworld and triads. Once he loses his roots, no one will cooperate with him or support newcomers.

It's hard to strike the right balance.

Venturing into the martial world is sometimes harder than following the proper path. With eyes fixed on the meat, a knife in hand, and the cold arrows of the authorities behind you, one wrong step can lead to total defeat.

Thinking of this, Sister Goose sighed, recalling what her uncle Chen Zhichao had said when he was drunk: "When you're in the world, you're not in control of your own destiny!"
The monofilament knot came quickly, in just half an hour, since it was already night and there was no traffic congestion in Central.

After arriving at the VIP room, she took the arrest warrant from Ding Gou, put on her black-rimmed glasses, read it carefully, and finding no problems, took off her glasses and said, "The reason on the arrest warrant is very vague."

"It's more accurate to call this an arrest warrant than an arrest warrant."

"Officers, your words have caused reputational damage to my client. I demand that you present the documents for assisting in the investigation, not the arrest warrant."

While triad societies may have subordinate relationships, this relationship can only serve as related evidence, not subordinate evidence. Hong Kong is a society governed by law, and between objective truth and legal truth, the authorities will only choose legal truth.

Ding Gou was also stunned for a moment. The lawyer in front of him was a foreigner, not a Chinese lawyer. He didn't even dare to say the words he had to fill in afterward. If he did, the Human Rights Committee would definitely seize on it and he would have to take the blame.

“Chi Sheng, everyone knows about your relationship with Black Tiger, also known as Wang Hu. I don’t think I need to say anything more!” Sister Goose stepped forward and said, “The Water Room boss, Immortal Brothel, has arrived at the West Kowloon Police Station, and Deng Qi, the leader of the Number Gang, has also arrived.”

"Let's sit down and chat, fulfilling our duties as good citizens."

The single-strand knot didn't open; instead, it turned its head to look at Chi Mengli, waiting for the patron's answer.

"Sister Goose, we're all old acquaintances, so there's no need to beat around the bush. If you want me to cooperate, I need to know what it is first."

"I like making friends. As long as we sit at the same table, drink beer, and smoke cigarettes together, we can call each other friends."

"I've met both of the people you mentioned at the dinner table. We've eaten and chatted, but it was all at the Chamber of Commerce's banquets, which were legal occasions. Even the top boss was there."

Chi Mengli turned off the TV, opened a bottle of soda water on the coffee table, twisted the cap open by hand, and said slowly.

In Hong Kong, admitting to being a triad member in front of the police is considered extremely absurd; once you open your mouth, you're likely to face a minimum sentence of three years.

“Chi Sheng, I know you want to go straight, but gangsters are hard to deal with and don’t really listen to the bosses. Something’s happened at Taikoo Wharf, the big plane.”

"Black Tiger's right-hand man, Mud Snail, and his trusted henchman, Spit Kun, went out to do something. They stole a shipping container and scraped a bunch of goods out of the dock's warehouse."

After Sister Goose finished speaking, she looked at Chi Mengli, waiting for his reply.

Those saliva-covered kunzakes and mud snails are really something!

The Water Room gang's traditions are indeed a bit outrageous, with traitors everywhere.

Chi Mengli mentally complained for a moment before speaking, "I can assist with the investigation, but if it's an arrest warrant, then I'll have to talk to my lawyer."

“I know many top lawyers and Justices of the Peace. I think I can get them to sign insurance policies for me without me going to jail?”

While Sister Goose and Chi Mengli were negotiating, Ding Gou had already left the VIP room, reported to Guo Guohao, and waited for confirmation before returning to the room and loudly saying, "Chi Mengli, this time it's either assisting in an investigation or an arrest warrant."

"We accuse you of participating in the Temple Street brawl on August 8 last year. Please come with us for questioning. You may remain silent, but every word you say can be used as evidence in court."

"Please come with us."

The Temple Street brawl on August 8th is a real incident that actually happened, and it was a pre-arranged code between Chi Mengli and Guo Guohao.

But in this case, Chi Mengli was an innocent victim.

Big Mouth Duck, that bastard, isn't good at fighting, so he resorts to dirty tricks and smashes his car. Spinach East and the scum of East Union got into a fight, which was witnessed by a good citizen passing by, who immediately called the uniformed officers patrolling the streets.

They were all taken back to the police station, given statements, and released on bail.

During that time, Guo Guohao would tease him whenever they met, calling him a car fanatic.

(End of this chapter)