Hong Kong film: As a boss, I use money to make decisions.

Not finished, Chuanbao sat down.

"You can't say that. If you want to do engineering business, you need to build a reputation first."

This fight against Wang Bao was originally a matter for our Kwun Tong branch, but we didn't do a good job, and other branches even got the benefits for free. I can't swallow this!

"You'll get used to it soon."

Lin Xiaoru picked up where Chuan Bao left off.

"People are eager to do business that could cost them their lives, but nobody wants to do business that loses money; you probably don't know the current situation in Jordan."

This time, Lam Wai-lok went all out. This morning, all the henchmen in Jordan were brought out, and even his goddaughter's grooms were on their way.

The result was that more than a hundred people went to plant the flag, and more than a dozen were cut down on the spot. Several of them are still lying in the intensive care unit.

Next, Lam Wai-lok would face countless expenses for medicine, resettlement fees, bail, lawyer fees, and the need to subdue Wong Po's henchmen. The Organized Crime and Triad Bureau (OCTB) would also be visiting him for tea on Tak Shing Street every few days.

Lin Xiaoru cleared her throat and continued speaking.

"That's not all. Even if you give him all the territory, business won't be that easy."

The places on Decheng Street that used to make money were all invested in by Wang Bao, but now that Wang Bao is dead, he doesn't have enough capital to take them over.

Once someone takes over, the place will need a lot of time to renovate. He emptied his savings for this venture, and it will probably take at least a year to recover his losses!

Chuanbao felt that whenever he had any opinions, he could be persuaded by this young man in just a few words.

He has completely lost his temper and has relaxed completely.

"So, you're saying you don't want the place on Decheng Street anymore?"

"Yes! Why shouldn't I take it after I put in the effort? Regardless of whether I suffered any losses, we'll split the spoils 50/50. That's what Young Master Le said himself!"

Chuanbao rolled his eyes at Lin Xiaoru.

"So what if he said it himself? Deng Wei was already planning to promote Ah Lok. Now that he's suffered such heavy losses, he'll probably have to give up all the profitable business on Tak Shing Street!"

Lin Xiaoru chuckled softly, remaining calm.

"Don't worry, it's a deal to split it in half, so it's a deal to split it in half."

Just wait and see, it won't be long before Ah Lok is begging me to take over the business on Tak Shing Street.

Chuan Bao adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and finally simply waved his hand.

"Wow! I have no idea where you get your confidence from!"

Forget it, I can't argue with you. I called you over mainly to let you know.

Tonight at 8 PM, Chick invites you and Lok to Wan Chai for a chat about the land allocation on Tak Shing Street.

Remember, this was instructed by Deng Wei. Don't confront him directly if you're unhappy about anything; it won't do you any good!

……

At lunchtime, the Yau Ma Tei Police Station was still bustling with activity.

The fact that CID Sergeant Lu Guanhua personally shot and killed Wang Bao this morning has become the most explosive news this month.

Before the police commendation meeting could even be held, reporters from major newspapers and weekly magazines crowded the entrance of the Yau Ma Tei Police Station. Even ATV specially sent two interview vehicles to conduct an exclusive interview with Luk Kwun-wah as soon as possible.

Chen Guozhong was hiding in the office with Li Weile and Guo Zichen, smoking.

They were annoyed by the group of reporters all morning.

Seeing the continued commotion outside, Chen Guozhong put his legs up on his desk and smiled knowingly.

"Brother Wah has been a policeman for so many years, and this time he finally has the chance to be promoted to inspector!"

Guo Zichen and Li Weile both wore relieved smiles.

Guo Zichen tossed his medium-length hair and picked up the conversation.

"Yes, the reporters outside all praise him as a sharpshooter. I just don't know when we'll be qualified to even touch the threshold of a trainee inspector."

Li Weile tapped his cigarette butt into the ashtray and laughed.

"Brother Chen, you should get your long hair trimmed!"

"You look like a thug; anyone who didn't know better would think you were a gangster. If I were a police officer, I wouldn't be happy to promote you!"

"Fuck you, this is called class, don't you know that?!"

"Damn! You should get your hair dyed blonde sometime, wouldn't that make you more stylish?"

"Are you asking for a beating?!"

Seeing the two brothers laughing and joking again, Chen Guozhong felt a pang of sadness.

After killing Wang Bao, he didn't feel much relief. He didn't have much time left, and he couldn't bear to part with his true brothers.

"Stop fooling around, let's get down to business."

Chen Guozhong put his legs off the desk and sat up straight.

"Ah Le, send the money to Lin Xiaoru later."

Without him, we wouldn't have been able to take down Wang Bao this time. Don't break your promises!

Li Weile, who had just been joking with Guo Zichen, immediately became serious upon hearing this, took a puff of his cigarette, and finally nodded.

"OK!"

"If I ever leave the police force, remember to listen to Brother Wah's instructions!"

Although Brother Hua has a bad temper, he's more experienced than me. Give him some help; he might get a promotion in the future!

Li Weile was unaware that Chen Guozhong was making his final arrangements, and assumed that Chen Guozhong was worried that Lin Xiaoru would have leverage over him, so he gave a lukewarm response.

"Brother Zhong, what kind of nonsense are you talking about?"

"He's just a gangster, I'll take care of him. I guarantee he won't dare say anything!"

Chen Guozhong frowned.

"Keep quiet! Don't cause him any trouble. Let's just let this go, and no one is allowed to mention it again."

"Okay, I'll get to work!"

Grabbing his coat from the back of the chair, Li Weile didn't say much. He stubbed out his cigarette, put on the coat, and strode out of the police station.

Compared to the bustling CID department, the OTC office area was much quieter.

Li Jiasheng, who had just returned from delivering a report at the Wan Chai headquarters, couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy when he saw Lu Guanhua bathed in a sea of ​​flashing lights.

Wang Bao was in charge of the Organized Crime Investigation Department of the Triads, so this credit should probably belong to him!

"Ah Sheng, has the report been submitted?"

Just as Li Jiasheng was lost in thought, his superior, He Zhiyong, walked over and patted him on the shoulder.

"It's been sent!"

Turning to He Zhiyong with an awkward smile, Li Jiasheng tried his best to appear relaxed.

He Zhiyong, a veteran policeman, knew exactly what the rookie was thinking, but he didn't expose him. He simply put his arm around the rookie's shoulder and sat down on a bench in the corridor.

"This time, when we clashed with the people from SUPP and Wong Po, our Team B took action and caught quite a few small fry. Did your Uncle give you any recognition?"

"He praised me for nothing, and instead gave me a good scolding, saying I was muddle-headed and unqualified for my job!"

He Zhiyong chuckled, handed a cigarette to Li Jiasheng, and offered some words of encouragement.

"You're right to scold me. I'll repeat it to you again: there are hundreds of thousands of gangsters in Hong Kong."

Clubs have their rules, and we have ours.

Our duties at the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau (OCTB) differ from other departments. Our job is to maintain stability. In other words, we at the OCTB don't need any outstanding achievements; simply getting these triads to follow our rules is enough to qualify us!

He Zhiyong lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and continued to teach by example.

"It's a tacit understanding that you see through things but don't say anything. You have to nip the situation in the bud before they cause trouble."

At least keep things on the surface, instead of waiting until these bastards have done their job and then seeing how many people you can arrest. That's what Uncle wants you to do right now!

Li Jiasheng frowned: "Inspector He, isn't it illogical for a police officer to reason with a gangster?"

"What do you mean it doesn't make sense? Then why don't you arrest them all?"

"There are hundreds of thousands of gangsters. You arrest one, and another rises to power. You'll never finish arresting them all!"

Ho Chi-yung could tell that this nephew of the O-Division chief was really stubborn, determined to make a big fuss, and just couldn't see things clearly.

Sure enough, after He Zhiyong's long-winded rambling, Li Jiasheng suddenly slapped his forehead.

"By the way, Inspector Ho, don't you think it's a bit too coincidental that today, when the police were fighting with Wong Po's men at Luen Shing, the CID officers suddenly appeared and killed Wong Po?"

He Zhiyong's face stiffened: "What are you trying to say?"

"It's nothing. I just took some time to visit the intelligence department and the supplies department when I came back from the Ordnance Factory Street."

The intelligence department said they hadn't uncovered any leads on Wang Bao's drug trafficking activities recently, but today the CID cracked down and seized millions of dollars worth of drugs. Something's not right!

He Zhiyong's expression turned serious. He was about to say something when Li Jiasheng interrupted him.

"Also, the records from the materials department show that Inspector Chen's team received bullets once this week."

When the team was wrapping up today, I went along to take a look while the evidence department went to the scene to collect evidence and prepare a shooting report for Inspector Chan and his team.

Guess what? When the evidence team was examining Inspector Chan's service weapon, I discovered that two bullets were missing from his gun!