Rebirth of the Hong Kong Tycoon

But only half of the words in his stomach were spoken, and Wang Yafei was about to cry out. Boss Rong couldn't bear to let the girl cry, so he could only silence and comfort her a few words.

There is no way to eat the meal, so I can only end it hastily.

Find a way to ask Lin Huaile again, and the two of them will talk in private.

Everyone wants to do business, and doesn't want to get involved in irrelevant things, so it's better to return to the standpoint of talking about business.

"Lanzi, this is the blueprint. Look carefully. Don't just dig the water pipe one meter deep like last time and explode it."

"People from the Municipal Council blocked it for a long time before they blocked it."

"Shaanzi, be careful, don't make Uncle angry, be careful that you don't have chicken legs to eat at night."

The supervisor was holding the blueprint and was explaining the blueprint to the operator of the excavator, telling him to be careful not to make a big plane that was difficult to deal with like before.

"Uncle Xiami, don't worry, my accuracy this month is very good, and there will be absolutely no problems."

Ah Guang, an idle operator, patted his chest and said that he would definitely be able to handle it.

Seeing his promise, Xiami hit him on the head with the blueprint, making him disappear from his sight immediately.

"Work!"

Almost all of the pipe-burying works of the Municipal Council are done by related households.

But for such a small project, ghost elders pay very little, and big engineering companies are unwilling to do it, because they despise too little meat.

Seeing that the lime line has been drawn in front of him, Xiami whistled for everyone to start.

The excavator came to the front of the white line, slowly shoveled down, and dug the deep pit for the pipeline according to the drawings.

Ah Guang skillfully manipulated the gear lever, and put the excavated waste soil aside. He will use it later for backfilling.

After digging for about three meters, the front end of the shovel touched a hard object, and the car body shook.

He didn't care. Tsuen Wan is a rocky area, and there are many gravel layers underground. He has long been used to it, so he increased his horsepower and continued to dig.

The stone layer disappeared quickly, and the soil was as soft as tofu driven by the powerful mechanical arm of the excavator.

"Stop, stop."

Xiami took a look at the deep pit, and jumped on the excavator like crazy, telling Ah Guang to turn off the engine quickly.

Seeing the crazy Uncle Xiami, Ah Guang thought that the old guy had some kind of hysteria, so he quickly let go of the joystick.

"Uncle Xiami, why are you crazy?"

"I'll finish all this work in half an hour. As long as the cement pipes are buried, we can call it a day!"

Xiami smiled wryly when he heard this, took off his helmet, and said cursingly, "It's too old to dig in the mud."

"Look at the tank or the Taikoo chemical tank. I don't know that bastard didn't do his best. Instead of throwing people into the sea, he foolishly buried them in the soil."

"It's really rushing!"

Hearing that the mud was dug, Ah Guang quickly stood up, and saw a black tin jar with a skull painted on it, and a rotten hand protruding from it.

"vomit!"

Ah Guang couldn't bear it anymore, jumped off the excavator quickly, and kept vomiting.

Seeing Ah Guang's disappointment, Xiami murmured, "I can't control the small scenes, and the younger generation is still unreliable."

The engineering team often encounters the old mud dug, and there is no fuss. If it is not for the ancient chemical tanks, it is not uncommon to throw them directly into the sea to solve them privately.

...

After receiving the report from the health authority, the note came quickly.

The local police station found Miss Bai in the tube, so they called the Narcotics Investigation Section and told them to come over and take over.

When Zeng Qingtian rushed from the headquarters to Tsuen Wan, it was almost night. After all, it was Saturday, and the road was full of cars, so it was hard to drive fast!
"Sir Zeng, come over and have a chat."

It was not Zeng Qingtian's subordinates who greeted him at the door, but the retired Gou Lao.

To be honest, Zeng Qingtian was a little surprised when he saw Old Gou. They had worked together before, and his colleagues said that this guy planned to immigrate his family to Australia.

I thought I had already left, but I didn't expect to see him here.

Zeng Qingtian parked the car aside, got out of the car, and greeted the old dog: "Boss, didn't you say you went to Australia to enjoy the sunshine?"

"How can I still see you in Tsuen Wan?"

"That's all right now. It's better to hit the sun than to choose a date. I'm going to treat you to a supper tonight. It's a celebration for you."

Among Gou Lao's colleagues, Zeng Qingtian was promoted the most smoothly. Zeng Xijiu's biological son was too young, so his nephew was tall, short, fat and thin.

Zeng Xijiu worked as a detective in Xiangjiang. When he was not running away, he was famous and knew how to behave.

Besides, the Zeng family is a big family, and 60.00% of the land in Mong Kok belongs to the Zeng family.

He is not short of money, and has contacts. He has repeatedly broken major cases, and it is indeed a bit unreasonable for him not to be promoted.

"Then you have to eat something good. You must have two-headed abalone. We all know that you have been promoted to superintendent. Tens of thousands of dollars a month can't save money for you."

"This is a construction site, there is a lot of dust outside, get in the car and chat."

Old Gou teased a few words, and then invited Zeng Qingtian to get in the car.

Seeing that there were still people in the back seat of the old Gou car, Zeng Qingtian hesitated a little. If a retired senior finds you suddenly, it must be a bad thing.

But the old dog had helped him before, and he still owed him a favor.

Forget it, this time it's time to return the favor!

Feeling anxious, Zeng Qingtian opened the car door and sat in the co-pilot's seat.

"Thank you for saving face, Qingtian."

Seeing Zeng Qingtian getting into the car, Mr. Gou thanked him from the bottom of his heart.

"Sir Zeng, long time no see."

Liu Zijian, wearing a peaked cap, greeted Zeng Qingtian.

"Sir Liu, you're not fishing in Sai Kung, why come to Tsuen Wan to visit the construction site when you have time?"

"Are you planning to buy a house?"

It was a disaster, but Zeng Qingtian squeezed out a smile, turned his head and greeted Liu Zijian.

Liu Zijian smiled. His face was tanned due to fishing all day long, but he was in a good state of mind and his teeth were well maintained. Under the afterglow of the sun, he gave off a frightening cold light, as if he wanted to bite off someone's throat. It's chilling.

He got to where he is today, thanks to Lin Huaile.

With only 10 yuan, the team leader of group a of oji can go to Sai Kung to guard the reservoir.

Xiangjiang really belongs to the rich!
"It was supposed to be sea fishing today, but I lost a buddy."

"So I'm here to ask Sir Zeng, please come and uphold justice."

Liu Zijian sighed and explained his reason for coming.

Hearing this, Zeng Qingtian's face changed, death of a bad boy and death of a buddy are two different things.

There are no more than eight hundred headless grievances in Xiangjiang every year, and there are also a thousand. Most of them are waiting for someone who is destined to see if anyone recognizes them.

There are many associations, and there are more rotten boys, Majiao boys, other province boys, big circle boys, Vietnamese boys, dead people, sprinkle water.

But guys are different, they have a bottom line, and it will be easier to check.

"Are there nails lying in there?"

Zeng Qingtian has one head and two big ones, but the matter is very important, he must ask clearly.

Liu Zijian nodded in pain, and stuffed a cigarette into his mouth.