Hong Kong Island Old Events

Chapter 72 In the arena, there is only advancement, no retreat! (Update 710)

Zhang Jingrong's previously aggrieved face immediately became horrified. His pupils shrank sharply, revealing a hint of panic. He looked at the gun on the ground and said, "Hua Yaoxian and Mr. Fu are already retiring! Do we really have to drive away Jue when we do things?" "

"While Mr. Fu was lying in the hospital, someone stood up for him and tried to kill me! Does retirement really count as withdrawing from the world?" He Dingxian sneered and replied: "The world can only advance, not retreat!"

"I have to protect my own life, and I have to take back the bullet that was shot by my master. There is no need to call me ruthless. When Liu Fu planned to harm me, did he think about today? Maybe he had my fate in his mind. Even more ruthless than he is now!"

"good!"

Zhang Jingrong gritted his teeth and bent down little by little, grabbed the .38 on the ground, and glared at the other party fiercely: "I will help you deliver the bullets!"

Chaozhou Zou put his gun to Zhang Jingrong's head and shouted: "Let's go, Chief Inspector Zhang!"

The two men walked out of the box with Detective Zonghua on their side. Zhang Jingrong came to the corridor and looked at the gun in his hand. His expression changed again and again. After going downstairs, he hailed a rickshaw and went straight to a villa in Sai Ying Pun.

"I want to see Boss Wang!" he shouted at the door.

When the villa servant saw the middle-aged man who was covered in vegetable juice and smelled of soup, he frowned. Seeing that he was dressed in high-end clothes and had a gun on his body, he followed the rules and went to inform him.

Boss Wang, the canned king, was not at home, so the housekeeper, Uncle Gen, came to the door to greet the guests. Seeing Zhang Jingrong's embarrassed look, he was shocked and said: "Inspector Zhang?"

"Uncle Gen, I have something urgent to see Boss Wang." Zhang Jingrong picked up the gun in his hand and said anxiously: "Someone wants Master Fu's life!"

"Okay, okay." Uncle Gen was wearing a white gown and behaved elegantly, like a scholar. He quickly asked someone to open the door and invite Detective Zonghua to come in, but he was thinking to himself: "Why are there so many people in Liu Fuming's life?"

As everyone knows, there is only one from beginning to end.

Zhang Jingrong explained the matter clearly after entering the door: "The daughter of Boss Chu of the Chaoshan Chamber of Commerce wants to stand up for the police who hired someone to kill Mr. Fu last time. In the evening, Miss Chu personally stood up for her and gave a bullet to Mr. Fu. Please Boss Wang must help!"

Uncle Gen nodded and said: "I know the matter, but the boss is in charge of the company, I will make a phone call to inform him."

"Uncle Gen." Zhang Jingrong walked through the garden, stood at the door at the right time, and entered the hall without smelling like food.

Uncle Gen quickly walked through the front hall and came to a telephone. He turned the number with his fingers, circle and circle. When the call was connected, he said: "Boss..."

In just two minutes, he put down the phone, sighed, turned back to the door and replied to Zhang Jingrong: "Inspector Zhang, the boss said it's too late. If you have anything to do, we'll talk tomorrow."

"Uncle Gen!" Zhang Jingrong had a look of despair on his face.

Uncle Gen said: "The cause of this matter was not to do things for the Chamber of Commerce. Liu Fu had to use his own methods to handle it for his own personal gain."

"Boss Wang has always admired Liu Fu, but Liu Fu made him a little disappointed this time. He can't hold him down even if he is a young playboy. How can he be relied upon in the future?"

Zhang Jingrong rolled his throat and was speechless.

The big boss never owes them anything. They have always clung to the big boss. If the big boss doesn't intend to intervene, they have to bear the responsibility themselves.

If the big boss is really disappointed with them, not only can he push Liu Fu to death, but he can also be replaced!

This made Zhang Jingrong have no courage to speak.

Uncle Gen said: "Liu Fu helped his boss's cannery settle a lot of things back then, but by making him the Chief Inspector, he has already spent as much as he can."

"At that time, Boss Fang, Boss Chen, and Boss Zhang all had recommended candidates. Boss Wang contributed both money and effort to promote Liu Fu to the top. There is no need to help Liu Fu stand out."

"Anyway, no matter who becomes Inspector General Hua, as long as he has the support of the Dongguan Gang, every Dongguan boss must listen to what he says. Why does Boss Wang have to play against Boss Chu for Liu Fu?"

Zhang Jingrong's hair stood up coldly all over his body, and goosebumps covered his back. His neck was stiff and he nodded: "I understand, Uncle Gen."

Uncle Gen nodded and said, "Go and ask Liu Fu if there is anyone else you can find. I also like to have tea with Inspector Liu."

"I hope that during his two years on the job, Inspector Liu will not just make money and hold a few cards in his hand."

Zhang Jingrong took a deep breath and nodded in agreement: "Thank you, Uncle Gen. I'll go first."

"Send you out." Uncle Gen walked him all the way to the door of the villa, watching him board the rickshaw and leave in a hurry, his expression quickly returned to calm.

People who sell their lives are like leeks. After one wave is cut, another wave will grow. It’s no shame if the leader dies. Isn’t the next leader already here?

There is another reason he didn't mention, that is, the fruit industry in Hong Kong is controlled by the Chaoshan Gang. Boss Wang's cannery mainly sells "liangguo", "pineapple", "clear water horseshoe", etc., so there will be dangers if he offends the Chaoshan Gang. If there is a direct loss of profits, it is worth considering whether to pay the price for the "private enmity" of his subordinates. At present, it seems that Liu Fu's affection is not enough for Boss Wang to come forward.

Because once the business owner comes forward, if he can't stand down, he will be beaten to death. If one party bows his head, millions of banknotes will be thrown away.

Boss Wang didn't start out as a cannery. Before entering the canning industry, he was the boss of the "Tongzhen" soy sauce company.

Because he pioneered the packaging method of filling soy sauce in glass jars, which increased the convenience of soy sauce transportation and storage, "Tongzhen" soy sauce was sold at home and abroad.

Until now, "Tongzhen" soy sauce is still Boss Wang's basic dish, and the soybeans and wheat needed to make soy sauce need to be purchased from Xingzhou Store. Offending Boss Chu is undoubtedly not worth the loss. In fact, Chu, who controls rice and pork, Weinan naturally has a superior position in the grain manufacturing industry, and no one will offend him in ordinary matters.

In the restaurant, Chu Yunnan asked the boss to open another private room. After sitting down to eat and drink, he asked: "How much hatred do you have against Liu Fu? Do you want Liu Fu to die?"

He Dingxian chuckled and said: "It was a deadly feud at the beginning, but it was only a personal feud. Later, Zhang Jingrong shot my master, and that was a big feud!"

"Whether it's from my personal point of view or the Master's thoughts, I have to send that bullet back."

Chu Yunnan nodded and said: "Since the rule of two bullets was set at the beginning, the missing bullet must be fired. Only when the bullet is fired will things be settled."

“It’s a beginning and an end.”

He Dingxian said calmly: "I think so too. What's more, it's rare for a big boss to stand up for me today and not let out all the bad breath. What should I do?"

"Miss, you don't know about Jianghu. Today, if I take the initiative to let Liu Fu live and make peace with the Dongguan Gang, the Jianghu people will not praise me for my kindness, but will only laugh at me for being ignorant. Even with the support of a big boss, I can let my enemies go. ? That’s as embarrassing as kneeling down with someone while holding a gun!"

"So, I have to ask for Liu Fu's life. As for whether Liu Fu can save his life, it depends on Liu Fu's own ability."

"Anyway, it's you who came up with the problem. You're the one who's carrying it. If someone comes to look for you in the future, they'll look for you. If I'm not fierce, others will look down on me!" He smiled shamelessly, but it made Chu Yunnan laugh: "Hahaha , when I work with people to do business, I like to find someone who is fierce enough!"

People without courage cannot do big business these days.

In the evening, He Dingxian took the city ferry back to Kowloon. On the pier, Qian Weishan watched the ferry suddenly stop. After thinking about it, he interrupted with a worried look: "Brother Xian, what if Liu Fu fights back with all his strength? Should we go first?" Stay one night on Hong Kong Island and return to Kowloon tomorrow once the results are known."

"Afraid of wild things!" He Dingxian boarded the ferry without looking back, paid for the ticket, sat down in his seat, lit a cigarette and said: "There are seven people in Liu Fu's family, including ten concubines. If he can’t survive, he must let his wife and children live. Inspector Zonghua, who has seen so much wealth in his family, is most afraid of his family’s wealth!”

"I don't believe he has the courage to die with me!" And even if Zhang Jingrong helped deliver the gun, he would not accompany Liu Fu to death.

After all, Liu Fu is no longer Inspector Zonghua.

Chen Jiale suddenly asked: "What if Liu Fu sends the bullet back?"

He Dingxian chuckled and said: "That can only save his life, but it does not mean that he can cause trouble for me. In short, there is no difference between Liu Fu's death and his death. His rights are dead."

"From now on, I am the only one who will cause trouble for him." He blew out the smoke and said appreciatively: "Of course, if Mr. Fu can find the big boss to come forward, I will not cause trouble for Miss Chu again. He is awesome!"

Tonight, the wind was strong on Hong Kong Island and the moon and stars were sparse. When the Chengdu arrived at the Kowloon Pier, a rickshaw also came to the downstairs of Kwong Wah Hospital.

Zhang Jingrong changed into a black windbreaker, carrying a lunch box in his hand, paid the fare and strode into the hospital, walked around the hall and took the stairs to the third floor. The two detectives sitting on the bench immediately stood up and stood at attention. Salute and shout loudly: "Good evening, sir!"

The independent ward where Chen Li lived previously was vacant, but the lights were still on in Liu Fu's ward.

Zhang Jingrong nodded slightly: "Okay."

He immediately stepped forward and knocked on the door. When Liu Fu's voice came, he unlocked the door and walked in with a smile on his face: "Master Fu!"

Liu Fu was wearing a blue and white hospital gown, and his complexion had improved a lot. He was only seriously injured and his body was weak, and his spirit was even lower. A man in his forties looked like he was in his fifties, often dyed black. The hair is also gray.

When Liu Fu saw him, he happily lifted up the quilt, walked out of bed and said, "Ah Rong, are you coming to the hospital to see me so late?"

"My wife made mung bean porridge." Zhang Jingrong picked up the thermos bucket in his hand, put the thermos bucket on the bedside, picked up a bowl and spoon and filled a cup for the officer.

Liu Fu took the bowl and spoon and took a sip, his eyes brightened, and he praised: "I put honey and ice cubes in it, I like it."

"I know you like to eat ice porridge, so you went to the ice shop to buy ice." Zhang Jingrong stood aside with a smile, feeling a little bitter in his heart. Liu Fu happily ate mung bean porridge and looked at Zhang Jingrong, who was dusty and tired, with a sad look on his eyebrows. , asked casually: "Did something happen to you when you came to find me? Let me know and I will help you find a solution."

(Also, you go to bed first, I will continue)