The Chief Detective Inspector is dead. I'm now the top police officer in Hong Kong!

Chapter 80 First Steps in Human Affairs (14)

The next day, morning.

Lin Tiansheng slowly woke up, opened his eyes, and saw a fair and delicate arm draped across his chest. Beside him was a bright and beautiful face, with a few strands of hair scattered on the sheets.

Her slender lower body was hidden under the blanket, their skin pressed together, radiating warmth.

Torn socks and worn clothes were piled on the bedside table.

Last night, I exhausted myself but slept soundly without any dreams. The pressure of the past few months dissipated in an instant.

Lin Tiansheng didn't wake the girl beside him. He put on his slippers and left the bedroom. While washing up, he made a phone call to order takeout from a tea restaurant.

After he finished styling his hair and changing his clothes, he saw Li Shaifeng, who was wearing a T-shirt, come out of the room and smiled, "Good morning."

"morning."

"Brother Sheng."

Li Shaifeng's face still showed shyness, but close contact can bring people closer, and the timidity in her eyes almost disappeared.

Her newfound experience in human affairs made her even more dependent on Lin Tiansheng.

Moreover, in the room, Sheng Shao displayed a tenderness he had never shown before. Young men and women may act recklessly without considering the experience, but for mature men, proper guidance and moderation are essential skills.

Seeing her walk towards the refrigerator, Lin Tiansheng smiled and said, "No need to make breakfast. I ordered takeout. I'll take you to school after you eat."

"it is good."

The thought of going back to school made her bury her head in her hands, unable to look directly at the screen.

In the 1980s, many people believed that the "White Tiger Star" would bring bad luck, and she was bullied at school because of this.

Lin Tiansheng, a man with such a fiery temper, didn't mind at all and even praised him highly.

This changed Li Shaifeng's opinion of him. It wasn't a matter of liking or disliking him; he was originally one of her people. She just felt that someone appreciated her flaws.

It is even more worthwhile to open your heart and invest your emotions.

Lin Tiansheng felt like he had gotten a great deal. A budding dance student, a White Tiger Star, a female artist, and the Five Poisons Detective was indeed impressive.

After finishing breakfast, before leaving, he took out his wallet, counted out a thousand yuan, and placed it in Li Shaifeng's hand: "If you're not filming, take a taxi to the apartment after school on Friday. Remember to call a day in advance, and I'll leave the key at the door."

"I understand." Li Shaifeng's tone was somewhat strange after accepting the money; for the first time, she felt the money was burning her hands. In the previous years, it wasn't exactly being kept; at most, it was like working for free.

What I'm receiving now is truly money from mistresses.

"Oh, by the way, if anyone on set asks you, just say she's my girlfriend," Lin Tiansheng reminded her. Li Shaifeng replied softly, "Okay."

"Let's go, I'll take you to school."

He drove Li Shai-feng to the entrance of Juk Kwong College in Sham Shui Po, watching her disappear into the crowd of students. Then he drove to Central and parked at the foot of Jardine House. He placed the West Kowloon Police Station pass behind the windshield, no longer afraid of being ticketed by uniformed police.

Lin Tiansheng put his car keys in his pocket, put one hand in his pocket, stepped into the elevator, and pressed the button for the thirteenth floor.

After stepping out of the elevator, a sign for this floor came into view, leading him to Shengshi Building. He hadn't been here once since the company was founded, so this rare vacation was a must-do for him to take a stroll around the office, check the accounts, and review the reports.

Out of respect for the manager, a surprise visit was not an option, so a phone call was made in advance. Li Zhongying, with his slicked-back hair, dressed in a suit and tie, was chatting with two newly hired real estate agents when he saw the big boss arrive. He quickly put down his documents and stepped forward to greet him, saying, "Young Master Sheng."

The twelve brokers in the office area, who were smoking, making phone calls, and chatting, turned their gazes toward them upon seeing this.

Lin Tiansheng was in a good mood and said with a smile, "Good morning, Mr. Li."

"Want to come into the office and have a cup of tea first?" Li Zhongying was very good at reading people. Seeing that the boss's gaze was fixed on him and did not sweep over the staff area, he knew that the boss wanted to keep a low profile.

Lin Tiansheng readily agreed and followed Li Zhongying into the general manager's office.

The relevant financial statements and archived documents were piled up like a small mountain on the table.

After consulting with the boss, Li Zhongying brought over a cup of Pu'er tea, opened the cigar cabinet in the corner, took out a cigar, cut off the end, and presented it with both hands: "Boss, I heard you like smoking cigars, so I'll prepare two."

"Thank you for your thoughtfulness."

Lin Tiansheng smiled, accepted the cigar without refusing, and slowly inhaled to savor it.

There are three reasons why Hong Kong people like to smoke cigars: first, they are expensive, so they can show off their wealth and distinguish between the rich and the poor; second, they are a status symbol, so they can flaunt their taste and show off their dominance; and third, they are a status symbol, so people follow the trend and try to look like foreigners!
It has become a culture, but it is a vulgar culture.

In any situation, the person who does not have the authority is not entitled to smoke a cigar unless offered one by the host; otherwise, it would be considered an act of usurping the host's authority.

"Finally, I can smoke a cigar again."

Lin Tiansheng savored the taste, and with each bite, he seemed to taste only two words—status!
The accounts on the table were meticulously organized, with every expenditure, cost, and profit accurate to the thousandth of a percent.

The staff consisted of fifteen people, all of whom were salespeople; there were no general laborers, making it a very streamlined operation.

Real estate transactions are registered, and every contract is kept on file, leaving no room for falsification. Managers with a banking background are all too familiar with falsifying accounts and understand the consequences of doing so.

Lin Tiansheng put down the documents, looking satisfied, and asked, "The accounts show a surplus of HK$4.8 million. How much of that is from the company, and how much was paid by the officers?"

“The 370,000 is from the company’s accounts, and the remaining 4 million is from the officers’ money. This month is the end of the year, and we’ve agreed to distribute the profits on December 30th every year.” Although Li Zhongying’s tone was low, it couldn’t hide his confidence.

Yesterday, following the big boss's instructions, he went to contact the police officers to collect money. The amount ranged from two or three hundred thousand to six or seven hundred thousand. The remaining gang members couldn't possibly throw away their entire fortune, but given their current situation, being able to scrape together over four million would be considered a significant contribution.

Lin Tiansheng wasn't actually worried about Li Zhongying falsifying accounts. Between money and his life, which was more important? He was a smart man; he was after the money that had just come in.

He flicked his cigarette ash, which fell into the glass jar beside him, and asked, "Four million in funds, that's a lot. Tell me, what are your plans?"

Li Zhongying, confident in his plan, said, "The real estate market has been performing very well recently. I want to invest half of the funds in this market and speculate on it myself."

"It can only be done in the short term, and we must make a move within six months." Lin Tiansheng knew that two years later, the Sino-British negotiations would be intense, and there would be a market downturn.

Li Zhongying nodded: "No problem. The remaining money can be kept as a reserve fund to hire people to sell the property and take a cut."

"The transaction rate this month is 50 percent higher than last month. What strategy should we use?" What surprised Lin Tiansheng the most was the continuous increase in the transaction rate.

Last month, Ge Shaoxiong came to the list, so logically, the price should definitely drop this month. Could it really double again? Someone else is coming to give away money?

Lai Chung-ying said with delight, “Boss, after I was released from prison, I observed the market. I found that there were significantly more people using mobile phones on the street. After investigation, I found that telephone betting and stock buying have become the mainstream. The user rate of the entire Hong Kong telecommunications market has soared.”

"Then he took out money and installed landlines at every workstation, and told his agents to make calls to sell properties. The closing rate was achieved through countless phone calls!"

(End of this chapter)