Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 563, Section 153: We Always Have to Meet

Rexton stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, watching his wife Taylor send the monochord away.

On the desk was a thick investigation report about the issue of seafood in Hong Kong's red oil, as well as water quality reports from the research stations of the Chinese University of Hong Kong and the University of Hong Kong.

The data in the report is correct. Rexton went to study environmental surveys, a niche major, because he genuinely wanted to protect nature, and he was also a member of the Wildlife Conservation International (FFI) organization.

International organizations dedicated to the protection of flora and fauna have sent him specific information, hoping he will pay attention to the deteriorating marine situation in Hong Kong.

The oil spills and various chemical wastewaters on the Thames have cost the citizens who eat Thames fish dearly, with stomach and liver cancer now exceeding warning levels.

Even today, the cleanup of the Thames River continues.

After flipping through a few pages, Raketon knew whether the report was true or false, but this report alone wouldn't cause much of a stir. The Governor's Office had absolutely no interest in improving the coastal conditions.

After all, Hong Kong's negative news isn't limited to the spicy seafood incident. Recently, the United Nations has also labeled Hong Kong the most crowded city in the world.

The Governor's return to his ancestral home this time was to talk to the Overseas Colonial Department and get the Chief Secretary of the Overseas Colonial Department to agree to his housing estate plan, which involves building 1,000 public housing estates and 15 English schools in Hong Kong.

The Overseas Colonial Department had no reason to disagree with this plan, since the Governor's plan required all resources—material, human, and financial—to be raised from Hong Kong. The Overseas Colonial Department only needed to contribute twenty Justices of the Peace and five knighthoods.

The Overseas Colonial Department didn't have many banknotes, but it had as many of these fancy titles as it wanted.

Renekton touched the kraft paper on the investigation report, feeling the fine lines on it.

The last page of this investigation document is not a conclusion, but a verse from the Gospel of John.

The glory you have given me, I have given to them, that they may be one, just as we are one.

This is already an extremely rude and obvious statement!

Of all the collaborators seeking cooperation, only Mr. Chi is truly the most reliable!

Instead of being impatient for quick profits and calculating profits for himself with a Casio calculator, he talked to himself about the hydrological environment of Hong Kong.

Renekton was starving and needed a big piece of meat to make up for his losses, but as an official student, he had to maintain decorum and couldn't go too far, even though he had no future now!
But the 2 Epistle to the Corinthians teaches him not to lose heart, for though outwardly he is decaying, his inner self is being renewed day by day.

This momentary and light suffering is the achievement of an eternal glory that is far heavier than anything else.

The end of one path is the beginning of another.

Just as Renekton was lost in thought, Taylor returned to the study, holding an invitation in her hand. She placed it on the table and said happily, "This Miss Angie is very interesting."

"They were very generous; even in London, it was difficult to buy Shakespeare's own handwritten plays."

At Christie's New Year's auction a few days ago, a manuscript of Shakespeare's original play, "The Merchant of Venice," was sold for £5,700.

However, the original script that the monogram presented to Mrs. Rexton was Romeo and Juliet, which was more famous and more valuable.

Everyone likes generous guests, and the Renekton family is no exception.

“Ms. Angie (Single Knot) invited us to the concert tomorrow night, and she also hinted that the author of this environmental report would also be attending the concert.”

Taylor handed the invitation to Renekton, leaving the decision to her husband.

“I hate concerts because the hall is full of pretentious jerks, including me.”

Old Renekton took the invitation, didn't even look at it, and tossed it aside.

"Should we return Miss Angie's (single knot) gift? The young man behind Miss Angie donated a check for two hundred thousand!"

Taylor respected her husband's decision, but she also had to remind him that the financial backer behind the single knot had already donated a check for two hundred thousand dollars. Although the check was donated to a charitable foundation, the cause and effect were tied to their family.

Although everyone here is a respectable person, taking money and not doing the job would become a big joke in high society and would scare away many potential friends.

As I said before, the rules cannot be broken!
"If God truly exists, He will surely perform a miracle to punish these greedy crocodiles."

Renekton sighed and then said with a smile, "None of these greedy crocodiles care about gentlemanly manners. It seems that the young Chi Sheng, the sugar daddy behind Miss Angie, is the one who knows the rules the most."

"This is my failure. When I was the foreign secretary at the Governor's Office, I failed to make some qualified partners."

"Now it's a new beginning. Sir Gida reminded me not to go too far. It seems my old friend has seen my grievances and is speaking up for me."

"But Chi Sheng, who knows the rules, is also very dangerous!"

“I read the newspaper this morning. If I remember correctly, ‘Handsome Singer’ is his nickname in the underworld. It’s very fitting. Even by the standards of his family’s appearance, Chi Sheng’s face is worthy of the word ‘handsome’.”

"His men were involved in the drug case at Taikoo Wharf, which shocked the entire Hong Kong."

"The Swire Pacific tycoon called me this morning to ask how I plan to clean up the chaos in the docks industry after receiving my appointment letter. In short, Swire is about to make a killing! I just don't know who the bastard is!"

“At this time, dating that young Chi Sheng would be very dangerous and would bring criticism.”

“An hour later, call Miss Angie (Single Knot) and read her the front page headline of the Hong Kong Guardian, word for word, without missing a single word.”

"After you finish reading, tell Miss Angie that I'm going to St. John's Cathedral to pray in two hours!"

Two hundred thousand for a chance to speak, Renekton thought it was a good deal.

He hugged his wife, kissed her forehead, sat back in his office chair, put on his reading glasses, and continued reading the marine environment report sent by the young gangster.

There are many loopholes in this report that need to be filled in by his senior colleague. Taylor nodded, picked up the teapot from the cabinet, poured her husband a cup of top-quality black tea from Chung Ying Street, placed the dessert plate on the desk, and then closed the door and left.

Old Renekton was touched by his wife's thoughtfulness. He picked up his teacup, took a sip, and then continued reading the report in his hand.

"Ring ring ring"

The red landline on the desk rang. It was a secure call, a private line. Although old Rexton was no longer the Foreign Secretary of the Governor's Office, he was still a senior assistant advisor to the Security Department and could enjoy the Security Department's private line.

Picking up the phone, Renekton's familiar voice came through the receiver: "Mr. Renekton, I have found the information you requested."

"Chi Meng-Li should not have been involved in the drug case at Taikoo Wharf. It was done by one of Chi Meng-Li's subordinates behind Chi Meng-Li's back. But Chi Meng-Li should have been an insider because he had an undercover agent planted by the police around him."

"He was an undercover agent working for Chi Mengli, who helped the cops pinpoint clues about the Taikoo Wharf drug case."

“Chi Meng-li’s attitude in this matter is ambiguous, but the Criminal Intelligence Bureau and the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau have not included Chi Meng-li in their investigation list.”

"This is all the intelligence I've gathered, Mr. Renekton. Should we continue the investigation?"

When Renekton heard that Chi Mengli was an insider but not involved, he didn't want to listen any further. As long as this Mr. Chi wasn't doing illegal business, that was fine.

He began by saying, "Thank you! Do you think Mr. Chi Mengli will end up in Stanley Prison as part of this investigation?"

Renekton hadn't seen many gangsters, so his judgment wasn't accurate. He needed someone to give him advice and act as a source of information to refine his assessment of Chi Mengli.

"No! The cops are based on legal facts. I consulted with analysts from the Criminal Intelligence Division, and they said that Chi Mengli and her henchman Hei Ahu are already showing signs of falling out."

"If the two fall out, it will prove that the Taikoo Wharf drug case was done by Hei Ah Hu behind Chi Meng Li's back."

The microphone continued to transmit a steady stream of information, truthfully reporting what it had learned.

"Thank you! Before I left, I signed your appointment letter to join the Provincial Administration Commission's Investigation Committee. The Governor-General and the Provincial Administration Commissioner have also signed it. I think you will be promoted after the New Year."

Congratulations in advance!

"Happy New Year!"

Without further ado, Renekton directly addressed the other party's concerns, reassuring them before hanging up.

It's really good news that Chi Mengli didn't participate!

Chi Mengli received a call from Dan Sijie, who said that Rickton would be going to St. John's Cathedral to pray in an hour.

It seems the investigation report sent over this morning worked!

After hanging up the phone, Chi Mengli took out a new cigarette case, picked out a Double Happiness cigarette, lit it, and put it in her mouth.

There were just too many things that happened last night. He didn't believe that Renekton was completely unaware of them. The Foreign Secretary of the Governor's Office was someone who had eyes and ears everywhere. Renekton should have known about every move that was happening in Hong Kong.

Even if you've left and lost touch with the person, you can still see this morning's newspaper.

Three tons of pork were stolen, and two more tons were seized. This would be a major case in any country.

Even so, Mr. Renekton still gave me a chance, which was a pleasant surprise today!

Thinking of this, Chi Mengli stubbed out her cigarette in the ashtray.

What we say when we meet is no longer important! As long as the cake is shown, Mr. Renekton will obediently board the ship.

"Brother Sheng, something's happened!"

Spinach Dong pushed open the door and rushed into the office. He darted to Chi Mengli and said breathlessly, "Brother Sheng, something's happened! Something terrible has happened!"

"I'll give you a piece of my mind! It's the Lunar New Year, can't you say something auspicious?"

"Something's happened to Sheng-ge!"

"Holy crap! I was just sitting in my chair, and then this weird thing happened!"

"Explain yourself clearly! Who's in trouble?"

Seeing that Spinach Dong was in a panic as if his butt was on fire, Chi Mengli picked up a disposable lighter from the table and threw it at the idiot, making him explain himself.

"It's not that Sheng Ge got into trouble! It's that scoundrel Hei A Hu who's pulled off a major stunt!"

"Big Mouth just left a message on my pager saying that Black Tiger is going to move his territory to Wo Luen Shing. The whole underworld is talking about it now."

“Brother Sheng, should I give the brothers some orders? You're the one who built this territory. Hei A Hu is nothing. If it weren't for you, Lao Fu's men would have chopped this turtle-fish egg into eighteen pieces long ago.”

"It's all over the martial arts world! Even if it doesn't exist, it's as if it does!"

"They're causing trouble in Yau Ma Tei, and Wo Luen Shing is just taking advantage of our Shui Fong's lack of manpower!"

The word has already spread, so even if Hei A Hu doesn't want to transfer, he can't stay in the water room anymore.

Spinach Dong's implication was that it's better to strike first.

Black Tiger has already broken the gang rules, and now he's going to be a double agent, betraying his own side. If we take him down, the gang members won't complain or feel sorry for him.

If Black Tiger really takes the territory and moves to another place, then the reputation of the Shui Fong Yau Ma Tei branch will definitely be ruined!
(End of this chapter)