Reborn in Hong Kong, my cousin is Crippled Ho

Chapter 105 Taking the Steps Down from the Madam's Route

In the private tea room, Han Sen looked surprised.

He slowly put down his chopsticks and looked at Lin Yuanshan: "Boss Lin, are you kidding me? I'm doing just fine in Mong Kok, and you're trying to persuade me to transfer to Kowloon City?"

"Brother Sen, do you think I would waste everyone's morning just to make a joke with you?" Lin Yuanshan asked with a smile, looking firmly at Han Sen.

Han Sen paused for a moment, then took out a cigarette: "Boss Lin, since we're on this topic, I might as well speak frankly!"

Kowloon City police stations are ranked at best in the upper-middle range among all districts. But Mong Kok, where I'm currently located, is a very lucrative area.

Getting up and walking to the window, Han Sen looked towards Mong Kok, pointing with a cigarette between his fingers: "All the gambling dens, brothels, and cigarette stalls in Hong Kong..."

Mahjong parlors, brothels, gambling dens, and even the black market were largely concentrated in Mong Kok.

Before Han Sen could finish his musings, Lin Yuanshan interrupted him directly: "Do you have the right to make decisions?"

At the Mong Kok Police Station, both the miscellaneous officers' quarters and the uniformed officers' quarters were under the command of Leung Pui.

You are now just a marginal figure, holding the title of detective but without any real power.

You do have points for the fees, but you're already 44 years old.

Liang Pei is 52. He can keep you under his thumb for at least another 8 years, let's assume you're willing to tolerate him for 8 years.

The question is, are you confident that no one will be parachuted in to take over Liang Pei's position eight years from now?

Upon hearing this, Han Sen's face showed anger.

When he turned around, his face was full of smiles.

Having joined the Hong Kong Police Force in 1940, 23 years later, this level of self-cultivation is no longer a problem for Han Sen.

"Boss Lin, you're right, I'm starting to get interested." Han Sen walked back to the tea table and picked up his teacup. "If I'm willing to cooperate with you and be transferred from Mong Kok to Kowloon City, what about Chan Siu-tong? He still has a year and two months left before he retires."

"I'll handle it." Lin Yuanshan smiled, raised his glass, and said to Han Sen, "Brother Sen, it's settled then. May we all have a pleasant working relationship from now on."

Han Sen was surprised that Lin Yuanshan agreed so readily.

After hesitating for a moment, he raised his teacup and said seriously, "It's a pleasure to cooperate with you, Boss Lin. Let me make things clear from the start."

It's not easy for me to still be sitting in this position today.

I will not proactively request a job transfer from the foreign staff; I hope you can understand.

"Of course! Brother Sen just needs to wait for notification before he can come back to work in Kowloon City." Lin Yuanshan raised an eyebrow, giving the other party a heads-up: "By the way, nowadays, everything in the Walled City is handled by Inspector Yan Tong who comes from another district to deal with things."

"When Brother Sen is transferred here, if you want to become a true Kowloon City detective, you'd better be prepared for some unpleasantness with Master Yan."

"I understand!" Han Sen raised his teacup and clinked it with Lin Yuanshan's, then tilted his head back and drank the tea in his cup. "Mr. Lin, well then, I'll be waiting for your good news in Mong Kok."

Mr. Lin enters, Mr. Lin leaves.

Lin Yuanshan found it interesting. Of the four detectives, Lei Luo was domineering, Yan Tong was ruthless, Lan Jiang was slippery, while Han Sen, who was rather unsuccessful, was stable.

Lin Yuanshan instructed Tie Tou to escort Han Sen downstairs, then removed the Pu'er tea from the dwarf pear-shaped teapot and replaced it with his own Phoenix Dancong tea.

In this era, teahouses in Hong Kong primarily sold Pu'er tea.

Phoenix Dancong tea is available, but teahouses usually stock common varieties.

Lin Yuanshan asked Lin Shaochao for help to find a Phoenix Tea Shop called "Zhan Sanji," which specializes in Dancong tea.

Lin Yuanshan poured a fresh pot of Songzhong tea and then rinsed three Ruoshen cups.

Qiaoru knocked on the door and came in, followed by a woman in her early thirties, with a beautiful appearance and an extraordinary aura.

"Ah Yuan, let me introduce you. This is Chen Yanni, the owner of our Fengru Teahouse." Qiaoru made room for Lin Yuanshan and smiled.

Lin Yuanshan said "Oh," smiled, stood up, and extended his right hand: "I've heard so much about you! Sister Yanni, thank you so much for the coconut stewed snow frog paste you gave me last time. I still savor the taste, hahaha."

Chen Yanni is very well-maintained; when she smiles slightly, two dimples immediately appear on her fair cheeks.

She shook hands with Lin Yuanshan with her right hand, then smoothed the back of her cheongsam with her left hand before gracefully sitting down in the spot where Han Sen had just been sitting: "It's rare that you like me, Yuanshan. Ru, tell them to bring me a bowl of tonic whenever Yuanshan comes."

Qiaoru was quite surprised to hear this. Coconut stewed with snow frog fat, this kind of stew costs 6 yuan per bowl at Fengru Tea House, which is equivalent to two days' wages for a dock laborer!

Fortunately, Qiaoru reacted quickly. After a slight distraction, she nodded and replied, "Understood, Sister Yanni."

Lin Yuanshan replied immediately, "Does it start from today? If so, please pack one for me so I can take it back for my son."

Chen Yanni's smile froze for a second, probably because she was intimidated by Lin Yuanshan's shamelessness.

However, she quickly recovered, unfolded her sandalwood fan, covered her mouth, and let out a string of silvery laughter: "Okay, okay, pack it up."

"Aru, go downstairs now and tell the kitchen to make the arrangements."

Qiaoru glared at Lin Yuanshan. She suddenly regretted that she shouldn't have praised this fellow villager in front of Chen Yanni earlier.

How shameful! The big boss even tries to take advantage of a simple stew.

After Qiaoru left, Lin Yuanshan picked up the clay pot from the charcoal stove and boiled water in the kettle.

Seeing Lin Yuanshan's skillful tea-making technique, which was no less than that of the tea master at Fengru Tea House.

Chen Yanni stopped laughing. How could someone who could brew tea so steadily be frivolous in words and deeds?

When they shook hands, Lin Yuanshan not only touched her briefly but also looked at her with a very calm gaze. So calm that for a moment, she even wondered if she was getting old and had lost her charm.

"Here, Sister Yanni, please have some tea." Lin Yuanshan placed a cup in front of her with tea tongs and looked up: "Please pass on a message to Detective Liang Pei."

"I've mentioned that Brother Sen will be switching positions with Detective Chan from Kowloon City Police Station soon, and I hope he can lend a hand when the opportunity arises."

"No wonder you invited Han Sen to my place." Chen Yanni closed her fan. "Brother Pei has always been good to Cheung Chau boys, why does he suddenly want to leave?"

"A real man shouldn't be content to remain subservient to others for long," Lin Yuanshan said, picking up a cup of tea and taking a sip with a smile. "Besides, replacing Detective Chen with Sen is also beneficial for Detective Liang."

Over the years, Detective Leung has been trying to use Brother Sen's influence in the Dongguan network to suppress his development at the Mong Kok Police Station.

Detective Liang certainly didn't skimp on the fees owed to Brother Sen.

On the surface, the two seemed to be getting along well, but in reality, they harbored resentment towards each other.

Chan Siu-tong has 14 months left before retirement. Whether he stays in Kowloon City or goes to Mong Kok is irrelevant to him.

If Inspector Leung could take this opportunity to help Brother Sen get on his feet, who knows, the two of them might have developed some goodwill from working together in Mong Kok all these years.

It's better than if one day Brother Sen finds outside help to break the deadlock and continues to hold a grudge about being suppressed by Detective Liang all these years.

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