Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 336 113: Keep a hand in everything!
(Thanks to the little boy who loves to read historical novels, thank you for your support, Ah Xian gives you a heart!)

In fact, it is not only the wealthy Chinese who choose to marry their relatives. Even ordinary people have this choice. It is a very common phenomenon for cousins ​​to marry each other.

But in modern society, people have relaxed their prejudices.

In fact, Chi Mengli didn't care whether the cousin married the cousin or the cousin married the cousin. He felt that the topic had gone off topic, so he coughed and said, "I'm just giving you a friendly reminder."

"Cheng Yiran, the stock king is counting on Young Master Guo, your fifth brother, to rescue these two losers and find a way to escape. If the Guo family doesn't save these two losers, they will definitely be hanged on the street lights."

"If a talented person who loves literature sees this, he will definitely write a masterpiece called "The Old Boy on the Streetlight"

“Still a pair!”

Guo Guohao is a senior commander. Intelligence from the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau, the Economic Investigation Bureau, the Intelligence Bureau, the Criminal Intelligence Bureau, as well as the Serious Crime Squad and the Anti-gangster Squad will all be turned into briefings and summarized on his desk.

Retail investors in the stock market all think that Cheng Yiran has a golden finger and can turn stones into gold, but in the eyes of the bosses of listed companies and the old wizards of investment companies, these are all leftovers. When Jiawen International was rising, everyone took a ride and earned some pocket money.

Of course, if Jiawen International collapses, they will also short sell and make some money by taking advantage of the situation.

Golden finger! Stock king! The tabloids just praised it casually, but they took it seriously!
"Cheng Yiran won't fall in the short term. The ICAC is keeping an eye on this guy. Let these idiots have their fun!"

"Go on, tell me about Boxing Wang Sheng. Since you already know that there is no so-called math genius around Boxing Wang Sheng, you must have some information channel. For the sake of this table of food, tell me everything."

"I have a meeting this afternoon and need to attend!"

Even Guo Guohao felt the pain of spending the meal at Fortune House, because the money could not be included in the informant's fee and he had to pay out of his own pocket. All the bonus he received last month would be spent on this meal.

Chi Mengli picked up a piece of honey-glazed barbecued pork and was about to put it in his mouth, but seeing Guo Guohao's eagerness to recruit talents, he could only put it on the plate and said helplessly: "Shenxian Jin suspects that the Ninth Girl is making trouble behind the scenes."

"I also thought that this matter was caused by Miss Jiu, so I went to Kai Tak Airport to scratch her. In order to let me go, she told me a lot of little secrets."

"Most of it is about the professor, and a little bit about Boxing Champion Sheng."

"The professor and Boxing King Sheng are both Song Sheng's men. Although I don't know who Song Sheng is, he must be an extraordinary person to make the professor and Boxing King Sheng willingly work for him."

"It's a bit strange that such a big shot has not made any move in the martial arts world!"

After Chi Mengli finished speaking, he picked up the barbecued pork on the plate with his chopsticks, put it into his mouth, and tasted it carefully.

It was a consensus between the two that there were corrupt police officers in the Wan Chai police headquarters.

Liang Tian's past and present life, the cases he had participated in, the people he had come into contact with, his bank accounts, the stalls he frequently visited, and the food stalls he always went to have all been turned upside down by Ding Gou.

A lot of problems were found, including excessive consumption. Liang Tian rented an apartment that was a hotel apartment, a gathering place for foreigners. The monthly property fees could eat up all of Liang Tian's salary.

Not only is the consumption unreasonable, but the promotion is also unreasonable. Logically speaking, Liang Tian has only graduated from Wong Chuk Hang for four or five years, and he has been promoted from a military uniform to a trainee inspector. This speed is really too fast, so fast that it makes people envy.

"I've been paying attention to intelligence briefings recently, and there's nothing about this Mr. Song you mentioned."

"This makes me even more interested. A mysterious figure hiding in the shadows has been hanging over the Hong Kong underworld for years. If I get rid of this big fish, I can almost move forward one step and officially enter the ranks of senior commanders."

"Maybe I can become a regional commander and get a nice shoulder strap."

After hearing what Guo Guohao said, Chi Mengli realized that this loser was still exactly the same as before, just as vulgar, just as obsessed with power, and just as untrustworthy.

"If you want to lure the snake out of its hole, you have to grab the grass and catch the rabbit. The Ninth Girl, that street-fighting ghost woman, said that Boxing King Sheng has a bad habit of writing a diary... No, he likes to keep accounts."

"It is also said that Quan Wangsheng has a secret account office, where he keeps all the accounts from previous years."

"Now Shenxianjin has also suspected that Boxing Champion Sheng has set up a private betting station behind the scenes. It is very likely that this Mr. Song is behind it."

The world is hilarious, all come for profit.

The hustle and bustle in the world is all for the benefit of others!

The odds business is very prosperous now, and the betting amount for key matches can reach as high as one million in one night. Although it is much less than that of the Hong Kong A League, it is still a lucrative business.

The operating costs of maintaining a stable criminal group are frighteningly high. Even if there is a god who can snatch food from the tiger's mouth, Song Sheng will not give up this way of making money.

"Get rid of Boxing King Sheng?"

Guo Guohao was a little conflicted. It was not a big deal to take down Boxing Wang Sheng. A special task force had already been set up. He could just get rid of him. Besides, the files of Boxing Wang Sheng in the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau were so high that they were taller than a person.

The end of the year is almost here, and the more than a thousand agents under my command also need to eat meat and drink soup.

But the reason why no action has been taken is that Boxing King Sheng handled a transfer, and the Zu family has ordered a thorough investigation. Everyone has been working hard for a month, but no clues have been found.

However, Chi Mengli said that Boxing King Sheng, who had failed, had the habit of keeping accounts. Perhaps the transfer record that Zu Jia was concerned about could be found in the account book.

"Miss Nine also said that Robin's death was also related to Boxing King Sheng and the professor. Since it was related to Boxing King Sheng and the professor, it means it was also related to Mr. Song."

"Even if we can't find Song Sheng's tail in the end, we can find Boxing King Sheng and Professor. If we cut off both of this guy's arms, he will definitely surface again and find new followers."

Chi Mengli told most of the information he had, and then looked at Guo Guohao's expression. There must be something fishy going on in this private room with only two people, but he also brought a recorder with him because he was afraid that Guo Guohao would turn against him in the future.

The trust between the two of them, like used toilet paper, had long been tattered.

"What do you need me to do?"

Picking up the teacup, Guo Guohao took a sip of Pu'er tea and quickly made up his mind to work together with Chi Mengli to kill Boxing King Sheng and put a perfect end to this year.

Seeing Guo Guohao nod in agreement, Chi Mengli also put down his chopsticks, wiped the oil stains on his mouth with a napkin, and said, "Of course, I'm going to find a reason to sweep the boxing champion Sheng's field."

"Boxing Wangsheng secretly set up an underground betting station behind the back of the water room. Although the water room is full of traitors, they will not tolerate such traitor behavior. They will definitely arrest Boxing Wangsheng and put him on trial." "The Intelligence Department must know where Boxing Wangsheng's underground betting station is. Even if the Intelligence Department doesn't know, Xiaozong must know. As long as one party cooperates, we can kill Boxing Wangsheng."

"I will also have people take action to steal the boxing champion's bonus everywhere, so that he will become a frightened bird and take the initiative to go to the secret account office. Then we can catch the turtle in the jar."

The three-pronged approach looks good, but it is still not very safe. Chi Mengli has a backup plan. Boxing King Sheng is greedy and lustful, and it is guaranteed that this loser will take the bait.

"Mr. Guo, Shenxianjin is talking to Qi Weiwen right now, and they should be able to reach an agreement soon. After all, Shenxianjin will not swallow the professor's money without catching any evidence against Ninth Girl and Deng Qi. This would be a case of losing the big picture for the small."

"I've put a few stacks of money into the cash box, but I'm not sure if they were snatched away by the big circle guys. If you can't count on the money you sweated over, you'll have to find another way!"

Five or six of the idiots who were able to rush forward at the critical moment died in the washroom. The loss was too great. Shenxianjin really wanted to swallow the professor's money to replenish his energy.

But the old customers were all watching the subsequent actions of the water room, so Shenxianjin did not dare to act rashly and could only follow the rules.

However, Shenxian Jin will definitely not give up. Good-natured people are often bullied, and good-natured horses are often ridden. If there is a thunder in the water room and there is no reaction at all, then the situation will be completely out of control.

In the underworld, if a gangster has the five words "can't control the situation" written on his head, he is not far from death.

"The professor's actions have been getting more frequent recently. We received a tip last night saying that the professor was taking action. We acted quickly and destroyed one of the professor's processing plants. We seized 15 kilograms of goods, all blue blood."

"This is the third time this month, but the first two times were special. When we and the Narcotics Investigation Division arrived, the professor's henchmen had already been killed. They were all shot in the forehead and killed instantly."

"It seems he is a sharpshooter with very accurate shooting skills."

Guo Guohao was very puzzled about his two previous failures, because those who died were not only the professor's henchmen and fans, but also the informants who had worked with him for many years. There is not much else in Hong Kong, but many friends who died by selling drugs to support their drug addiction. These people are very willing to work for the professor as long as they are provided with a mouthful of stewed pork.

But there are very few gangsters who have a sense of justice and are willing to be associated with the emperor. They either harbor evil intentions and want to use the police to eliminate their competitors, or they report false information and defraud informant fees.

With this one-for-one exchange, Organisation for Crime and the Narcotics Bureau suffered huge losses.

"Sharpshooter?!"

Chi Mengli muttered something, and then continued: "Did the professor's rival send someone to do it?"

But after he finished speaking, he denied this statement. The biggest pork dealer in Hong Kong now is the professor. After all, no one can get the top-quality goods with a purity of up to 80%.

Even in Japan, where underground research institutes are everywhere, pork can only be produced with a purity of 70 percent.

If you want to get the blue blood, you have to follow the professor's rules.

"It shouldn't be, because the Narcotics Investigation Division has not received any news, nor have we heard that any international demolition team is dissatisfied with the professor and is preparing to send him to hell."

What Guo Guohao said also deepened Chi Mengli's judgment.

The current situation is that a group of strong men holding machetes are playing hide-and-seek with their eyes blindfolded. No one knows who will make the first move, triggering a chain of suspicion, and then everyone is finished.

"If you have any news about the professor, please inform me immediately."

"I'm done eating! I'll go first, Mr. Guo."

Chi Mengli was very full. He wiped the oil stains from the corners of his mouth with a napkin and threw it on the table. He was about to leave the box, but when he reached the door of the box, he turned his head and kindly reminded: "If I remember correctly, I told you before."

"Pu'er tea cannot be drunk, and the older the Pu'er is, the more it cannot be drunk, because the tea cakes contain not only hair but also aflatoxin, which is carcinogenic."

"I don't want you to be in the underworld selling salted duck eggs because of liver cancer when I want to turn back into a soldier."

After giving the reminder, he closed the door and left the box.

Walking out of the box, Chi Mengli stood in front of the door and looked carefully at the box next to it. The box Guo Guohao booked was the last one, and the hanging light in the box next door was off, which meant that there was no one in this box.

But there really is nothing!

Thinking of this, a sneer appeared on his face. He reached out and pressed the door handle, quickly pushing it down. He rushed in quickly, touched the wall with his hand, and turned on the hanging light in the box.

The crystal chandelier emits colorful light, illuminating the box.

After carefully examining every flower and grass, every table and chair in the box and finding nothing wrong, Chi Mengli turned off the lights, exited the box, and left without looking back.

Guo Guohao, who was sitting on the chair, had no idea what Chi Mengli was doing, but even if he knew, he would just smile and not care at all.

He did have a backup plan. This is a family rule. One cannot trust the undercover agent unconditionally because the underworld bosses are the best at misleading people and using twisted logic. Many of the needles planted have caused great harm to the Organized Crime and Triad Society because of betrayal.

Family rules and regulations are made with blood and tears, and Guo Guohao dare not forget them.

However, I really didn't know that Pu'er tea contains aflatoxin. It seems I should drink less of it and drink more green tea to clear away heat and remove internal heat.

There were many dishes on the table, but several of them were untouched. He took out his wallet, ordered two large Taurus tickets and threw them on the table, thinking of packing them up and giving them as lunch for the friends who had not eaten yet.

Oh, right! There is still some work to do!

Guo Guohao rinsed his mouth, then stood on a chair, turned on the air conditioner, took out the small tape recorder hidden in the ceiling, and replaced the cover of the ceiling.

He plugged in his headphones and listened to the tape again. Finding nothing wrong, he turned off the recorder, put it in his pocket, pressed the doorbell and called the waiter to pay the bill.

Chi Mengli walked out of the gate of Fulinmen and found her Volvo car at a glance. She opened the back door and got in.

Xizai, who was drinking milk tea, saw Shengge get into the car safely, so he quickly put the milk tea into the cup holder and turned around to return to Yau Ma Tei.

Chi Mengli, who was sitting in the back seat, took out the miniature recorder from his pocket, took out the small tape inside, and put it into his pocket.

You should not have the intention to harm others, but you must be on guard against others and always have a way forward!
(End of this chapter)