Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 564, Section 154: The venue was smashed!

(Thanks to the boy who loves reading historical novels for his support, and thank you for always sticking with Ah Xian!)
(I've been reading all the feedback from you experts, and I know you all mean well. I was only able to wake up thanks to your reminders, after all, I'm a pretentious artsy young man!)

Black Tiger is truly my lucky star!
I'm sleepy, this idiot is using his life as a pillow!
That's absolutely outrageous!
Chi Mengli picked up the phone and called Hei Ahu's home, but the phone rang several times without being answered, so he had to put the phone back on the rack.

"I'm going to the church. You stay here and inform everyone not to act rashly or make a fuss over nothing, lest they cause me trouble!"

Chi Mengli picked up the cigarette case and disposable lighter, put them in her suit pocket, and left the office.

Go to church?
What's going on? Did he become religious? Or is he trying to seduce the nuns?
Spinach Dong couldn't figure out what Brother Sheng was up to, but he was too lazy to ask. Brother Sheng was sharp-witted and quick-thinking, always thinking ahead. He would do whatever Brother Sheng told him to do, since Brother Sheng wouldn't harm him anyway.

Having figured everything out, Spinach Dong plopped down on the sofa, picked up the erotic magazine he hadn't finished reading, lay down on the sofa, and continued to drool as he read it.

I have to say, that foreign girl has a fantastic figure! And her lingerie is so hot too. I'll buy a set sometime and let Xiaomei wear it so I can have some fun too!

Chi Mengli was unaware of Spinach Dong's lewd mentality, but even if he had known, he wouldn't have cared. As an outsider, he shouldn't interfere in matters of the bedroom.

Xi-zai, who was chatting with Jasmine at the front desk, saw Sheng-ge come downstairs and quickly stood up. When he saw Sheng-ge about to leave, he quickly ran to the door and opened it.

"Drive the car to the antique shop, I'm going to see Xiren."

After giving her instructions, Chi Mengli walked towards Xiren's antique shop.

Xi Ren's antique shop was just a dozen meters away on the corner of Shanghai Street, and he took the opportunity to stretch his body.

As I pushed open the door to the antique shop, the female clerk at the front desk, seeing the big boss arrive, quickly stood up to greet him and also told him that the shopkeeper was having tea in the tea room.

Chi Mengli nodded, knocked on the door, and only opened the door and entered the tea room after hearing the words "Please come in".

Xi Ren, sitting in a grand chair, was brewing tea. She had recently acquired a set of top-quality purple clay teaware from the Jiaqing period. It was a Mansheng teapot, a collaboration between Yang Pengnian and Chen Mansheng, consisting of a teapot and four cups, all in perfect condition, which was extremely rare!
"Brother Sheng, what's up?"

Xi Ren first washed a purple clay teacup, cleaned the tea leaves from the teapot, and replaced it with Longjing tea, which was Chi Mengli's favorite.

It was still early, so Chi Mengli sat in a chair, waiting for Xiren to make tea.

"Rekton wants to see me, and the meeting place is arranged in the church. It seems that this old crocodile wants to ask God for forgiveness for his greed."

Chi Mengli waited until the Longjing tea in the teacup changed color before he picked up the teacup, blew away the steam, and took a sip.

Green tea cannot be aged; once it is aged, it loses all its flavor.

However, it is currently the transition period between winter and summer, and the pre-Qingming Longjing tea has not yet been harvested; we will have to wait a while longer.

People who are used to a good life don't like to live a hard life; everyone is like that.

This isn't a consumerist trap! Because good things are simply comfortable to use.

Humans are willing to pay any price for comfort.

"To go and repent to God and then continue to do evil is indeed despicable."

Xi Ren took a sip of Longjing tea and frowned. The pre-Qingming Longjing tea, which had been stored for a year, was indeed disappointing. However, if they could just wait less than a month, the pre-Qingming Longjing tea would appear in Chung Ying Street.

“Brother Sheng, the reason this old crocodile agreed to meet us is not because he cares about our plan. I took your name card and went to find Little Shandong. Little Shandong dug out all the details of this old crocodile’s past and present.”

“Rekton has always been very concerned about environmental protection. Every year he donates a large sum of money to an environmental organization called FFI. And the information about the monofilament knot is very inaccurate. This old crocodile has long since obtained an honorary doctorate from Cambridge University.”

"The Cambridge School of Foreign Affairs is in dire need of professionals like Rickton. The Cambridge School of Foreign Affairs has already offered Rickton an associate professorship, and he will become a full professor at Cambridge University after he retires."

"In other words, the weaknesses that Renekton has shown are, to some extent, traps."

"Why are we still going to see Renekton?"

Xi Ren was very dissatisfied with the investigation into the single-thread knot, as it was mostly based on subjective considerations and lacked objective reality. After leaving the governor's mansion and returning to the Sheraton Hotel, she immediately called Xiao Shandong and asked him to investigate Renekton's background.

Xiao Shandong acted quickly, immediately compiling information on the changes in Renekton over the past ten years and sending it to the antique shop.

Xi Ren had just finished reading and noticed the strangeness about Renekton, but she didn't have time to inform Chi Mengli.

"The arrow is on the string, it must be released!"

“If we don’t show up, Renekton will go after someone else, and then it won’t be as simple as just missing an opportunity.”

The tea tasted wrong; it was only good for rinsing the throat. Chi Mengli put down her teacup, glanced at the time, and realized it was time to leave, so she stood up.

Seeing that she couldn't persuade Chi Mengli, Xiren sighed inwardly, stood up, picked up her backpack, and followed Chi Mengli out of the antique shop.

When Xizai saw Sheng Ge and his sister-in-law come out, he quickly opened the back door and let the boss and his sister-in-law get in.

Chi Mengli held onto the car door and let Xiren get in first. Once Xiren was seated, he opened the other car door and sat down.

Seeing that everyone had arrived, Xizai waved to the henchmen sitting in the van behind him, then opened the driver's side door and got in.

Two cars drove towards the church.

No. 4 Garden Road, Hong Kong, is the oldest church in Hong Kong and the Anglican Church's sanctuary in Hong Kong.

Rexton, arm in arm with Mrs. Taylor, entered the sacred chapel. He removed his wide-brimmed hat and bowed to the Son of God in the center of the chapel.

The Son of Man did not come to be served, but to serve, and to give his life as a ransom for many.

Selflessness is truly admirable.

The eldest son of God represents selflessness, while the disobedient second son represents conquest.

Renekton visited the tomb of Hong Tianwang and paid homage to the youngest son of God, but he did not witness any miracles, only decay.

He was an Anglican, and carrying a hat, he walked to the altar, took a white candle from his pocket, lit it, placed it in front of the altar, made the sign of the cross on his chest, and prayed silently.

After praying to the Almighty Lord, Taylor went to talk to the pastor, wanting to donate some money to the church to buy some gospels so that the church would have more funds to help the church members who were still suffering.

Renekton kissed his wife, told Taylor to go about her business, and then went to sit down at the very back of the room to listen to the pastor preach.

“Mr. Renekton, I find it hard to imagine why a gentleman with no desires would organize a farewell dinner solely for the sake of wealth?”

"Has the land price near Balmoral Castle gone up again?"

Chi Mengli also held a Gospel book in his hand. He bought this Gospel book for five yuan. He was not religious, but when he entered the church, he needed to integrate into the group, so he spent money to buy a Gospel book.

"Mr. Chi, your knowledge is astonishing. Few Chinese people know where the ancestral family's summer palace is, not even the Chinese tycoons who can attend the summer ball."

"Although you are quite knowledgeable, you are lacking in etiquette. We absolutely cannot speak before someone introduces us. In your Chinese terms, this is the rule."

"Every conversation needs a guarantor to ensure safety."

Renekton put his hat aside, clasped his hands together, and kept his eyes fixed on the pastor on the pulpit, just like a devout believer.

"No! Our deal was guaranteed by someone, or more precisely, not a person, but a god."

"Two sheep with ulterior motives, lost sheep, God will guide you and help you onto the right path."

"By the way! We Chinese have a Chinese idiom, 'Three men can make a tiger.' Although this idiom has its own specific meaning, you and I both know that if more than three people know a secret, then it is no longer a secret."

God has mercy on mankind, and it is indeed most fitting that God Himself vouch for one another.

And God will not betray His people who are under His Holy Light.

According to the laws of the Republic of China, such statements made in religious settings cannot be used as evidence in court. Even if investigators from the Independent Commission Against Corruption (ICAC) are present, they can only helplessly act as observers.

"You've found a good guarantor, Mr. Young and Dangerous."

“If I refuse, it would be an insult to the Lord. If the Anglican priests find out, although they won’t erect a stone pillar and burn me, they will still cause trouble for me and put pressure on the Governor.” “At that time, I will only have one fate: to retire dishonorably.”

"Alright! We can talk about these jokes after I retire. I'll have plenty of time then."

“I want something that you can’t give me, Chi Sheng, but I’m still giving you a chance to meet. You only have ten minutes. After ten minutes, I have to go and talk to His Holiness the Bishop.”

The pastor had begun singing hymns, indicating that the service was about to end.

What Renekton had to do now was listen attentively and see if the gangsters behind him could say anything that interested him.

"Sir Gita is about to retire, and the position of Commissioner of the Independent Commission Against Corruption is now vacant."

“I don’t have the ability to get you the position, but I have prepared a pile of money, a pile of money enough to put you in the seat of Commissioner of the Independent Commission Against Corruption.”

“But this pile of banknotes is still being guarded, though I’ve already gotten the key to the safe.”

“I think Mr. Rexton doesn’t even have enough money in his pocket to maintain a decent life right now. The Governor has not given you much time, and the Chinese tycoons at the farewell dinner are all up to no good.”

"Of course, including myself, we all had the idea of ​​taking advantage of the big tree's shade."

“They want you to break the law and leave a stain on your resume, but I’m different. I just need you to do business as usual, give me a business card, and tell anyone that I’m your friend.”

"This shouldn't be a difficult task for you, Mr. Renekton, right?"

Actually, it doesn't take ten minutes; one minute is enough.

Chi Mengli raised the Rolex on her wrist and realized that less than a minute had passed.

"You only need one of my business cards?"

"Don't you need me to say hello?"

Renekton became interested, took out a business card holder from his pocket, picked out a personal business card, and fiddled with it in his hand.

"I don't need you to greet me, I just need you, Mr. Renekton, to acknowledge me as your friend whenever someone asks about me."

Chi Mengli repeated herself, then waited for Renekton's reply.

“If my subordinates or partners ask, I will say that you are my friend, because doing so will not cause any loss to anyone.”

Renekton placed his personal business card, bearing his seal, on the bench. Seeing the priest approaching him from the altar, he stood up, turned his back to the priest, and continued, "If I find out that you, Chi Sheng, have done anything improper..."

“I will send you to Stanley Prison, where you will spend the rest of your life.”

After he finished speaking, Renekton turned around, took his hat, walked over to the priest, and began to talk.

Chi Mengli did not move until after Renekton and the pastor left. Only then did he stand up, pick up his personal business card from the bench, and leave the chapel.

Xi Ren was chatting with the nun when she handed her a prepared check and then said goodbye.

When Chi Mengli saw Xiren return, she reached out and took Xiren's bag, and the two walked out together.

"Mrs. Renekton really liked the gift you gave me, Brother Sheng, and thanked me. However, she said that she couldn't influence Mr. Renekton's attitude and there was nothing she could do to help him."

It was a bit cold, and it looked like it was going to rain. Xi Ren pulled her trench coat tighter, then put her arm around Chi Mengli's arm and whispered.

"That's already very good! Tomorrow, we'll donate HK$100,000 to Mrs. Rexton's foundation in the name of the minibus company to express our gratitude."

"Today is the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month, and the New Year is just two days away! What are your thoughts?"

The claim of being powerless was just a pretense. The Renektons were simply looking to reap the benefits without lifting a finger. They planned to take over everything themselves before stepping in and picking out the most lucrative piece of the pie.

“I have donated some money to the nursing home for my aunt and also sent her nutritional supplements. She is still very weak and needs to sleep for more than ten hours every day.”

"Should we send him to the Hong Kong Sanatorium & Hospital for proper treatment?"

Since they were both alone, Xiren naturally spent New Year's Eve with Chi Mengli. Last week, she visited Chi Mengli's mother and found that her health was not very good, so she wanted to send her to the Hong Kong Sanatorium & Hospital for recuperation.

"Let's send it after the New Year!"

“My mother doesn’t like going to clinics or police stations, especially during the Lunar New Year.”

“It’s not very auspicious to stay in a hotel during the Lunar New Year. I think we should move to a villa on Victoria Peak. The lease hasn’t expired yet, so we can just find someone to tidy it up.”

Chi Mengli had no objection to Xiren's idea, but with the New Year approaching, it was best to have a peaceful and happy holiday and deal with the rest after the New Year.

Xi Ren nodded in agreement with Chi Mengli's idea, and the two walked down the mountain side by side.

“I sent gifts to each family, all of them were supplements worth 10,000 yuan. Hei Ahu’s family was no exception. Hei Ahu didn’t come out to see me. He hid in his room. Maggie stood in front of him and kept telling me that Hei Ahu was framed.”

“I also heard that when Ninth Sister saw that everything was calm, she returned from the sea. After returning, she went to the police station and only admitted that she went to look at the goods, wanted to buy the Wen family’s outdated home appliances, and then sell them to Southeast Asia.”

"And they produced the contract, as well as the purchase contract from Nanyang Company, which was notarized by a notary office."

"The evidence the cops had was insufficient to convict Ninth Sister, so they released her."

Xi Ren had always had spies around her, and she was well aware of all the major and minor events in the martial arts world. Seeing that Chi Mengli had nothing to ask, she opened her handbag, took out a photo, and placed it in front of Chi Mengli.

After taking the photo from Xiren, Chi Mengli examined it carefully and found that the beautiful woman standing next to Ninth Sister was indeed an unfamiliar face, one she had never seen before.

"This person is Professor J. Professor J is the Foot and the Warehouse, just like the Nine-Tailed Fox. They are the people who are outside the professor's team. I asked my old contacts to identify him, and they are 100% certain that the person in front of me is Professor J."

"Meifeng went to the warehouse with a strange young man, but I don't know what they were talking about."

"We now have accurate information that the mud snail has not escaped Hong Kong; it is still in Hong Kong."

"The boatman betrayed us and shot the mud snail with a shotgun. According to the boatman, the mud snail had no cargo on it; the cargo had already been sold. The mud snail only had money on it."

Xi Ren recounted all the information she had gathered, then looked up at the sky and gazed at the dark clouds.

Dark clouds loom overhead!

This is not a good sign!

Chi Mengli put the photo in her pocket, paused for two seconds, and then said, "To get people out, we'll have to hire a private investigator. Let Xiao Shandong do it and have him scrape the mud snails out."

"Mud snails are useful! Very useful!"

Xi Ren nodded, indicating that she understood and would inform Xiao Shandong to quickly scrape out the mud snails.

Seeing Chi Mengli and Xiren approaching, Xizai, covered in sweat, quickly went to greet them.

"What's going on? Did you go for a long-distance run? You're all sweaty. Wipe yourself off, don't catch a cold!"

Chi Mengli took out a handkerchief and tossed it to Xizai so he could wipe his sweat.

Xizai quickly took the handkerchief, but he held it tightly in his hand without wiping his sweat. He said anxiously, "Brother Sheng, something's happened! Riri Fresh's flagship store at No. 5 in Wan Chai has been vandalized."

Chi Mengli was stunned for a moment, feeling incredulous that the flagship store No. 5 in Wan Chai had been vandalized.

Shui Fong's branch in Wan Chai is very small, while the flagship store is located on the old and new site. Chi Meng Li pays royalties to Huang En every month without fail, and Huang En also receives 20% of the profits from the flagship store on the 5th.

As the fourth tiger, he has always been protected by the emperor, but now he is in trouble!

That's really strange!

(End of this chapter)