Hong Kong film: Refusing to go undercover, the policeman's path to becoming the richest man.

Chapter 52 Fifty Thousand Brothers Embark on a New Life

"By the way, keep an eye on Su Jingwen."

"Ah-Xiao, the matter is settled."

"The money will arrive tomorrow."

Oh, by the way, have you ever considered seriously starting a real business?

"Okay? Then send someone to pick me up."

"Ah Luo, that's all for now."

"The money will be there tomorrow."

Should Xinliansheng change its way of life? Should it take a more ethical path?

"Okay, come over in person. Ah-Xiao will also arrange for someone to pick me up."

After finishing the call, He Chu leaned against the wall and lazily smoked a cigarette.

Suddenly, the air seemed to freeze.

He looked up abruptly and saw a figure fall from the sky with a "bang," blood splattering everywhere, dead right in front of him.

He Chu's pupils contracted, and before he could react, several more muffled thuds followed! Thud! Thud!

People kept falling and dying.

He was a little dazed.

What the hell is going on?

I overheard passersby saying, "Oh dear, someone else has jumped off a building!"

"They probably lost a lot of money in the stock market, right?"

"This kind of thing happens every day. People who are blinded by gambling will risk their lives."

"The stock market is risky; you should think carefully before entering."

"If I lose all my money and jump off the roof, what will happen to my family?!"

There was a collective sigh of dismay around them.

He Chu's lips curled up slightly.

It wasn't that he was cold-hearted, but that in that instant he saw clearly that those who jumped from the building were all the operators of the Gold Club!

It's no wonder that someone like that died.

When Ni Yongxiao and Luo Zhiming heard the news, they were so excited that they stood up.

"Officer Ho, is the stock market situation over?"

He Chu nodded: "The operation is complete."

The two asked in unison, "How did it go?"

He shrugged: "To be honest, it's not that much money."

"A hundredfold return!"

"puff-"

Ni Yongxiao and Luo Zhiming both spat out their tea and hurriedly apologized.

Ni Yongxiao's eyes widened: "A hundred times isn't enough?"

Luo Zhiming shook his head, his tone full of disbelief: "Ah—Inspector He, I know you're capable, but this is just too outrageous!"

He Chu smiled and said, "The real gain isn't in the money."

"For example, just now the stock market closed, and a few friends jumped off the roof."

"It was a completely unexpected surprise."

Ni Yongxiao and Luo Zhiming exchanged a suspicious glance.

Luo Zhiming couldn't help but speak up: "Officer He, you're a police officer."

"You're so nonchalant about how your actions caused someone to jump off a building?"

Ni Yongxiao nodded subconsciously.

He himself didn't care about the lives of others, but He Chu was different; he was a law enforcer who upheld order and justice.

If even he becomes indifferent to human life, then this person is truly terrifying.

Although Ni Yongxiao was not a kind person either, he knew that it was better to cooperate with ruthless people than to be tied to people without any bottom line.

He Chu is the captain of the Major Crimes Unit, with outstanding abilities and ruthless methods.

If this kind of person is utterly cold-blooded and devoid of warmth—then he must immediately find a way to transfer Chen Yongren away from Group C; it's too dangerous.

He Chu smiled as he watched their expressions change: "Of course I'm happy."

Seeing their tense expressions, he casually remarked, "What are you all so nervous about?"

Do you know who jumped?

Ni Yongxiao and Luo Zhiming were startled and asked in unison, "Who is it?"

He Chu smiled faintly: "Those key figures who orchestrated the operations at the Gold Club."

"And another one is a senior executive at a bank."

The two of them gasped.

Luo Zhiming was the first to react: "So you went there on purpose to target them?"

He Chu smiled without saying a word: "Otherwise what?"

"I'm a police officer, with a mountain of cases piling up in the Major Crimes Unit, where do I have the time to speculate on stocks?"

"They set up the stage themselves and raised the banner to take control."

"If I don't seize this opportunity to put on a good show, wouldn't I be wasting all the effort they put into this?"

hiss-

Ni Yongxiao and Luo Zhiming were stunned for a moment, then simultaneously gave a thumbs up, only two words left on their lips: "I'm impressed."

The unease in my heart vanished instantly!

Both of them were secretly relieved that their companion was not the kind of person who was indecisive or soft-hearted.

When facing an opponent, one must strike decisively and eliminate them completely, leaving no future trouble.

Ni Yongxiao asked, "How badly were the Golden Club injured in this match?"

He Chu calmly replied, "Actually, I didn't lose much."

Luo Zhiming looked bewildered: "They didn't lose money? Then why did they jump off the building?"

He Chu explained, "I could have made them lose everything and be burdened with astronomical debts."

"But if we do that, the Hang Seng Index will inevitably plummet, the entire market will collapse, and a stock market crash will occur."

"My goal is simply to cut off their funding chain, not to drag ordinary Hong Kong stock market investors down with them."

"So I later invested most of the money I earned in blue-chip stocks."

"The market's fundamentals have been stabilized."

Ultimately, the Golden Club itself did not lose money.

The three stocks they selected were of good fundamentals.

"The problem is that the stock price has been driven to its peak, and the market is currently sluggish, making it impossible to sell off the shares."

"Unless they acquire these three companies with real money and become major shareholders, otherwise—"

He chuckled softly, a meaningful sound.

Ni Yongxiao suddenly realized: "No wonder those traders were so distraught that they wanted to jump off buildings—all their money was locked up in high-priced stocks, unable to move. What's the difference between that and bankruptcy?"

Luo Zhiming was still somewhat puzzled: "But why did that bank executive also jump ship? He wasn't directly involved in stock trading."

He Chu replied slowly and deliberately, "Of course he has to jump."

"He is one of the key figures behind the Golden Club."

"They gave the trading team the authority to leverage their investments by 15 times without authorization."

"As a result, we suffered huge losses, and the debts we owed the banks would take a hundred years to repay."

"In this situation, if he doesn't jump, who will?"

The two then realized what was happening.

Suddenly remembering something, Ni Yongxiao quickly asked, "Inspector He, you just said that the cash returns alone increased a hundredfold?"

He Chu shrugged: "That's right."

This whole scheme was a trap set for them from the start.

"What I earn is money from them and banks."

"I did the math: the Gold Club invested 3 billion yuan in principal, leveraged it 15 times, and the total position was close to 15 billion yuan."

"I only need to withdraw 10 billion in cash; the rest will remain in the stock market as a base."

"Therefore, this market can only be described as experiencing a violent shock, not a true collapse."

The two of them couldn't help but roll their eyes inwardly.

"Severe shaking"? People have been jumping off buildings!

However, cases of people committing suicide due to failed stock investments are commonplace in this city, so they didn't pay much attention to it.

Besides, it was the enemy who jumped off the building; they couldn't be happier to set off firecrackers in celebration!

Ni Yongxiao asked impatiently, "Inspector He, how much did you pocket in total this time?"

He Chu smiled and said, "The total revenue is approximately 70 billion."

hiss-!

Ni Yongxiao and Luo Zhiming both gasped, their scalps tingling and their legs going weak.

He previously said that the cash would increase a hundredfold, which meant that the initial investment was no more than 100 million.

The current book profit has reached 70 billion, which is equivalent to a snowball rolling 700 times!

This isn't stock trading, it's turning lead into gold!

The two almost knelt down and begged to become his disciples on the spot!

He Chu's expression turned serious: "I'm here today because I have something to tell you."

"Of the assets brought by these 70 billion, I have already acquired controlling stakes in several companies."

"Due to the sluggish market conditions, the stock prices of these companies have been driven down to about 10% of their original value."

"I got a huge bargain."

"No, to be precise, we stumbled upon this opportunity."

"But I have a public office, and many of the people around me who are involved are also wearing uniforms."

"Unless he resigns and steps down, it is impossible for him to serve as a director or chairman."

"Are either of you interested in taking over?"

Ni Yongxiao and Luo Zhiming exchanged a glance, their eyes blazing with intense passion.

They all wanted to completely whitewash their organizations.

Ni Yongxiao had long since stopped dealing in flour and was now focused on legitimate businesses.

Luo Zhiming's special identity—as a police officer named Andy—makes it even more urgent for Xinliansheng to establish a legitimate foundation.

He Chu's arrangement was practically a golden opportunity delivered to their doorstep.

The two exclaimed in unison, "Yes!"

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, how could I possibly let it slip by?

Their only worry was that the assets they received were too few to support their men!

Inside the Xinliansheng Ancestral Hall.

This was the first time Luo Zhiming had convened a meeting of all the hall masters, chairmen, and red sticks since taking office.

Veteran figures such as Mr. Jin, Lin Yaochang, and Uncle Qian were all present.

Sitting at one side of the long table, Fei Dong (the head of Xinliansheng Hall, a contemporary of Luo Zhiming) grumbled in dissatisfaction, "Why does everything have to be discussed tonight? Can't we talk about it tomorrow?"

"The elders' schedules are different from ours, aren't they?"

"Having a meeting so late is bad for your health."

Luo Zhiming smiled and looked at Jin Ye, Lin Yaochang, and Uncle Qian: "Do you guys usually rest around this time?"

Mr. Jin frankly said, "I'm getting old and need less sleep."

I usually go to bed at midnight and wake up at 3 a.m.

Lin Yaochang laughed heartily: "This is just the beginning of the nightlife! I may be old, but I'm young at heart, so why would I go to bed so early?"

Uncle Qian laughed: "I'm just like you, I refuse to admit I'm getting old."

"But you two, one likes to preach and the other loves to play guitar for fun, and me—I just love watching young girls dance."

He genuinely liked her; he had no other intentions. He simply admired the girl's youthful energy.

As the saying goes: a man will always love young girls, and eighteen is the most beautiful age!

The three chatted and laughed, while Fei Dong listened intently, his face practically puffing up with excitement.

But he didn't dare to say a word in response.

Actually, he wanted to explain that he wasn't referring to these three elders, but rather to his own boss, Uncle Gao.

The problem is he doesn't dare to speak up!

Jin Ye was the former leader of Lin Yaochang's gang;

Lin Yaochang is also Luo Zhiming's boss;

As for Uncle Qian, he was the head of the auditorium, a man of high status.

Although the hall may seem powerless, it is not in accordance with the rules if the leader is not in charge of any succession, appointment of the headmaster, or appointment of the red stick and white paper fan.

Without his approval, even the greatest power cannot be effectively implemented.

The auditorium does not involve fighting or killing. Although there are not many brothers under its tutelage, it is supported by the entire society and is respected by everyone.

Even when traveling the martial arts world, the heads of various ceremonial halls are always highly regarded wherever they go.

When these three spoke, not only Fei Dong, but even his backer Uncle Gao could only remain silent.

Jin chuckled: "Ah Luo is a rising star of this generation. You've summoned us old folks here, so you must have something important to announce?"

Luo Zhiming laughed heartily: "No one understands me better than Master Jin!"

"If it weren't for something urgent, how could I trouble you all to come so late at night?"

"I plan to restructure Xinliansheng."

Before he could finish speaking, the room erupted in uproar.

Fei Dong was the first to jump out: "Xinliansheng has been established for fifty years! Every leader has followed the old rules and the business has developed very well."

"You want to change things right off the bat? Do you think you can fly to the sky?"

Luo Zhiming's face darkened: "You have a problem with me?"

Fei Dong chuckled twice: "I'm just speaking up for everyone."

Luo Zhiming looked him straight in the eye: "I haven't even finished explaining my proposal, and you're already rushing to object."

"What else could this be but a direct attack on me?"

Fei Dong hurriedly retorted, "This is a meeting of the council members; who can't speak? Are you trying to make one person call the shots?"

Luo Zhiming smiled faintly: "I invited you all here to give an announcement, not to discuss anything."

"But if someone deliberately causes trouble—"

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He paused, his eyes turning slightly cold, "Then don't blame me for being ruthless."

Huihuang immediately glared at Feidong, his gaze sharp as a knife: "If you don't want to drive, get out!"

"If you cause any more trouble, I'll beat you so badly you won't be able to get up!"

Brilliant was Xinliansheng's strongest force; how could Feidong dare to provoke them? He could only mutter under his breath, "Now we can't even talk?"

He protested verbally, but his body had already shrunk back, clearly showing he was scared.

Huihuang snorted coldly and turned to Luo Zhiming, saying, "Luo, you're the leader, so you can say what you want."

"Anyone who dares to cause trouble, I'll handle it!"

He was brilliant but had a terrible temper, yet he was the most loyal of them all.

Xinliansheng made him who he is, and he also dedicated himself to the organization.

When he heard that Ah Tian was going to betray the gang, he was the first one to rush up with a knife.

In his heart, the club always comes first, while personal relationships take a backseat.

Luo Zhiming nodded and continued, "Under the leadership of successive leaders, Xinliansheng has grown from a small gang to become one of the top five largest organizations in terms of overall strength."

"Now it stands alongside Zhongyixin, Hexingsheng, Heliansheng and Hongxing in the martial arts world."

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"We have 50,000 men under our command, and another 20,000 overseas."

"This achievement did not come easily."

"I can't even begin to compare with the vision and skill of Master Jin and Brother Chang."

Upon hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement.

Jin Ye and Lin Yaochang exchanged a smile.

The current leader's humility and respect for his seniors not only enhances their prestige but also solidifies their position within the gang.

For those who roam the world, a peaceful old age is the hardest thing to achieve.

He has enemies outside who are waiting for a chance to retaliate, and his organization is gradually falling out of favor.

Once the organization stops respecting you, all your past achievements will be erased.

Just like He Xingsheng's lard, he was a big shot back in the day.

He and Hei Zai worked together to pull He Xing Sheng back on track from the brink of disbandment, and their contributions were indispensable.

But now?

There's no one left to even send a greeting.

The prosperous god didn't care how much merit he had made and treated him as if he were invisible.

Clearly, the same neglect that lard would never happen to either Master Jin or Lin Yaochang.

Luo Zhiming was the leader, and his words were tantamount to the entire gang officially acknowledging their status.

From now on, every brother of Xinliansheng must treat them with utmost respect, and the temple will regularly offer them sacrifices, showing them complete courtesy.

Luo Zhiming continued, "Our territory is already big enough; we can't expand any further."

"If we flaunt it any further, we'll become a target."

The police are watching you, foreigners are investigating you, everyone wants to make an example of you.

"Therefore, change is necessary."

Everyone present looked at each other, knowing in their hearts that what was said was true.

Fei Dong muttered under his breath, "Change? Easier said than done, how would it change?"

"We were born into humble circumstances, where can we possibly go?"

Luo Zhiming stared at him with eyes as sharp as knives, and Fei Dong felt a chill run down his spine.

To be honest, he was really afraid of this person.

Ah Tim used to be a drug dealer. He was ruthless, had a violent temper, was meticulous, and was skilled in martial arts. Even Huihuang had to give him some leeway in his early years.

But where is Ah Tian now?

Luo Zhiming personally threw him into the sea to feed the fish!

What's even more frightening is that Huihuang was right there at the time. Not only did he not stop him, but he also clapped and cheered, showing that he was following Luo Zhiming's lead and was almost replacing He Jiaju as his most capable henchman.

Don't forget, Huihuang and Luo Zhiming are from the same generation!

Fei Dong quickly explained, "I was just expressing my own thoughts—"

Luo Zhiming smiled, his tone calm yet imposing: "We're out here, and it's one thing for the police to call us 'shorty,' but you call yourself that too."

Fei Dong smiled bitterly: "We're people who can't stand the light of day anyway, how dare we show our faces during the day?"

His eldest brother, Uncle Gao, grew impatient: "If you can't speak properly, shut up!"

Luo Zhiming smiled back at Uncle Gao and said, "I think Fei Dong is right."

He braced himself on the table, leaned forward, his gaze sweeping across the room, and said in a deep, powerful voice, "Gentlemen sitting here..."

"Who would dare to go out alone on the street?"

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