Hong Kong Comprehensive: Who said that those who practice martial arts have no money?

Chapter 252: Praising the Singer
Chen Zhichao nodded to Zhuyouzai as a greeting.

"Did Miss Feng send it back?"

Lei Luo asked.

"I asked Huizai to drive them back. And the brokers in Tsim Sha Tsui also followed Luo Ge's instructions and asked their men to take them back to the police station to eat cold food for a few days."

"I see."

Lei Luo nodded without saying anything more. Seeing this, Zhuyouzai left the office.

Until the door was closed, Chen Zhichao stroked his stubble with his fingers and asked curiously, "Lei Luo, who is that Miss Feng? Why do you pay so much attention to her? I just saw her side profile. She has a good figure, so she should be fine."

Lei Luo saw what Chen Zhichao was thinking and said calmly, "It has nothing to do with you. If you like women, I'll treat you tonight. It doesn't matter how much it costs."

Chen Zhichao lowered his voice and asked, "Your woman?"

"No."

"Then why are you so nervous?"

Chen Zhichao was immediately dissatisfied: "No matter what, we have been trained together in the police academy. You don't have to be so wary of me, right?"

"Training together? How dare you say such a thing? You are so arrogant, but when Yan Tong embarrassed me, you didn't care about the so-called friendship between classmates."

"Can this be the same?"

"You should calm down. I'm doing this for your own good."

Lei Luo was unmoved and took the cigarette box on the table and gestured to Chen Zhichao.

It is almost common knowledge in the police force that Chen Zhichao is lustful. Whenever he sees a beautiful woman, he will kill her without mercy, and he is always successful with his handsome looks and eloquent mouth.

But he also has the same flaw as most men, that is, he gets bored with the old and loves the new. The women he gets his hands on end up having a somewhat unsatisfactory life.

Feng Huiya is Ang Lee's secretary. She knows very well what kind of person Ang Lee is. He said the ugly words in advance to avoid embarrassment for both of them.

Chen Zhichao took the cigarette from Lei Luo and waved his hand:

"Forget it. Look how nervous you are about a woman. I, Chen Zhichao, consider myself a guiding light in the romantic world. When have I ever lacked women?"

"Let's get back to the point. What do you want to see me in Tsim Sha Tsui?"

Lei Luo's tone remained calm and Chen Zhichao didn't care.

He lit a cigarette for himself, exhaled a puff of smoke, and then said, "Of course I came to congratulate you. You stole the show at the headquarters this morning. You are really good at it. I didn't expect that you could come up with a corruption mechanism just for collecting fees, and you are so comprehensive that everyone in the police force can benefit equally. I think you will receive an appointment from above soon."

"Your appointment has also been confirmed, right? The position of Chief Chinese Inspector is only a Class A Senior Police Sergeant, which is not as powerful as you, who can even transfer inspectors."

"You really think so?"

A high position does not mean great power. As a Class A Senior Sergeant of the Criminal Investigation Department, the position of Chief Chinese Detective is not only responsible for the criminal divisions of various police stations in Hong Kong, but also manages all the side businesses run by community groups in Hong Kong, Kowloon, and the New Territories. This is truly a case of low position but great power.

However, Chen Zhichao only cared about money and women, and had no interest in such things as being in the limelight. Besides, a tall tree attracts the wind, and being the Chief Chinese Detective might not be a good thing.

"You came across the sea to see me, you're not here to flatter me, are you?"

Lei Luo deliberately changed the subject.

"of course not."

Chen Zhichao shook his head, and his expression became serious:
"I have a friend who wants to take Hua Zai Rong's position. Hua Zai Rong is your man now, so of course I have to tell you."

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In those days, communication relied on landlines, and contact was not that convenient. Li An did not know what happened to Feng Huiya during the day. He only heard about it when he returned to the company at five o'clock in the afternoon.

To express his gratitude, Ang Lee and Lei Luo had a phone call.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Lei Luo invited him out for a drink and introduced a friend to him. Li An readily agreed.

It was already night, and under the neon lights, the shadows of towering buildings were visible on both sides of the street.

The car stopped smoothly.

This is the entrance of the Lihua Palace Nightclub on Queen's Road Central in Central. The street is filled with all kinds of cars.

A waiter walked over quickly, leaned over to open the car door, and Li Ang got out of the car with a straight figure.

"Sir, welcome."

The waiter closed the car door and bowed.

Li An smiled in response, took out a blue crab from his wallet and handed it to the waiter as a tip. As the waiter thanked him, he walked towards the main entrance of the nightclub.

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Rose, rose, your heart is strong

Rose, rose, thorny

Even the wind and rain in the future cannot destroy the twin branches and leaves...

The singing was sweet and Chen Zhichao looked intoxicated.

He picked up the wine glass on the table, took a sip of red wine, and looked at the luxurious stage in front of him with admiration.

The lights on the stage are bright. The singers (singing artists) in short skirts and gowns have beautiful faces and graceful dancing postures. Their thighs under the skirts are long, firm, and as white as snow.

"To be honest, those dance halls in Tsim Sha Tsui are really not up to standard. The dancers who perform on stage are all prostitutes. They are not as charming as these popular singers."

Lei Luo, holding a wine glass, looked indifferent:
"As long as you're satisfied."

Chen Zhichao turned his head and smiled at Lei Luo:
"You're paying for tonight, right?"

"Ah."

Lei Luo nodded.

"That's good."

Chen Zhichao waved to the waiter beside him to come over.

"My name is Chen Zhichao. Please deliver ten rose baskets to Miss Xu Fenglan on the stage."

As he spoke, he signaled with his eyes that Lei Luo should pay.

Lei Luo was stunned for a moment: "Hey, it's fine if you treat me to a meal and pay the bill. But you can do such an embarrassing thing as praising a woman and asking me to pay the bill?"

"You just said it was your treat. Are you upset now that I asked you to spend a little money?"

"..."

Lei Luo shook his head, took out his wallet, counted out ten bills and handed them to the waiter.

Chen Zhichao did not forget to remind:
"Don't forget to ask Miss Xu to come over to my place for a drink after she leaves the stage."

"Got it, Mr. Chen."

The waiter bowed slightly, turned and walked away.

The two of them were drinking and chatting happily, and by the time Li An came over, Lei Luo's face had already turned a little red.

He stood up and greeted:
"You are finally here, come, sit down first."

"Brother Luo."

Li An responded, pulled out a chair and sat down.

His eyes were on Chen Zhichao: "Who is this?"

"Chen Zhichao."

Lei Luo introduced the two to each other: "This is Li An."

Li An poured himself a glass of red wine and raised the glass to signal: "Hello, Mr. Chen."

Chen Zhichao nodded and took a sip of red wine before looking at Li An and saying, "Li An, I know you. You must have something to do with Liu Changquan's disappearance, right?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere suddenly became a little subtle.

Li An's smile remained unchanged: "Mr. Chen, why is Liu Changquan missing? I remember that the newspapers in the past two months only reported that he was dismissed, but did not report that he was missing."

Lei Luo put down his glass with an unhappy look on his face:

"Chen Zhichao, I'm the host tonight. I asked Li An to come here just to introduce you two. If you're not happy, we can just leave."

Chen Zhichao didn't care about Lei Luo's tone and waved his hand, saying, "Hey, Lei Luo, don't get me wrong. Although Liu Changquan was promoted by Inspector Liu Fu, he has no relationship with me. I just heard some gossip and asked out of curiosity. I have no interest in speaking out."

Lei Luo's expression finally relaxed.

Li An stood up and helped Lei Luo refill his glass of wine. He smiled and said, "When drinking, the most important thing is to have fun. Sir Chen asked, and I answered. I don't mind."

He turned his head and looked at Chen Zhichao: "Mr. Chen, do you have any questions? Just ask, I will tell you everything I know."

"Problem, no."

Chen Zhichao shook his head and said, "But I heard that Liu He is going to make trouble for you. Chen Shou is his right-hand man. People say that Chen Shou's death is related to Wu Shihao. Liu He will definitely not let it go."

"The Fatty is now at loggerheads with Liu He, and his position as the head of Lian Gong Le is almost at risk. Does he have the energy to do that? Sir Chen, you don't want to use me as a pawn, do you?"

Li An laughed out loud.

He had long heard of the feud between Chen Zhichao and Liu He. The two were at loggerheads over the death of a singer. If Liu Fu had not stepped in, he would have sent this playboy Liu He to a poor kiln.

Chen Zhichao didn't feel embarrassed when his thoughts were exposed by Ang Lee.

He picked up the wine glass and took a sip. Just as he was about to say something, Li An smiled and spoke first:

"Of course, it doesn't matter whether Mr. Chen has this intention or not. I heard that Fatty is planning to drive Liu He away tonight. Maybe he can help you solve this problem of Liu He."

(End of this chapter)