Rebirth of the Hong Kong Tycoon

Chapter 452 100: Someone Speaks
Three thousand TVs are not worth much in Xiangjiang, and they only need less than 20 to get them done, but in the interior, there are no two or three million that can't be bought at all.

(I was born in 800. The TV my old man bought when he got married was a Sony TV. I found someone to buy it for yuan.)
(At that time, I bought a building for 2 yuan, and now it is worth 60 to yuan. But my old man doesn’t like it. I like stereos, TVs, and record players.)
(Gan!)
Yang Ren originally wanted to terminate the contract with Lin Huaile, so he naturally took advantage of the slope to go down the donkey and agreed to Lin Huaile.

Boss Rong had already stood aside, so naturally he wouldn't say anything more.

With no money exchanged, the atmosphere of the dinner was naturally active, and everyone felt at home.

"Sir Zeng, this is the information sent by the intelligence department. The last person I saw at 01725 was Hua Zhuxiang from Xinghe Hung Hom Hall."

"But this guy has already left Xiangjiang and went to Macau. I don't know when he will come back."

"I asked Hua Zhuxiang's old mother, and the old couple said that that bad boy has long since rectified, and has been working all the time, and he doesn't go out to fool around at all."

The frog carefully reported the recent investigation to Zeng Qingtian.

When Hua Zhuxiang was mentioned, a contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The dwarf mule rehabilitated, it would be better to trust the poisonous guy to start a new life.

Normal people know that these two things are impossible.

"01725 is the needle inserted by O Ji into Xinghe, but the main purpose is to nail Situ Haonan. Is it possible that they did it?"

Zeng Qingtian looked carefully at the information of the intelligence department. After all, he was a buddy, and he died for no apparent reason. He needed an explanation.

No matter how Barbie Lu Le is, he can't do anything to Lan Gang, because the Inspector Lan back then was from the Infinite Hard Steel Club and supported the guys.

If something happens to the buddy, no matter whether you are lame or Lu Dachao, you have to bow your head and admit your mistake, take the money and admit defeat.

This is also Lu Le's weakness, no matter whether the smiling tiger is smiling or not, the policemen and military uniforms will not support him like they support Yao Mu and Liu Fu.

(What Lu Le said in Taipei can be regarded as farting. Whether it is Yan Tong or Lan Gang, he can't move.)
(Lu Le's real estate in Xiangjiang is all recorded in the name of the society. Even if the eldest son is kept, it will be eaten up by others, and no face will be saved.)
What Zeng Qingtian is doing now is the same as Lan Gang's, accumulating reputation and preparing to go further.

"I checked the relationship between them, and it seems unlikely."

The frog thought about it seriously, then shook his head in objection.

"Why?"

Zeng Qingtian was a little curious, why the frog, a subordinate who climbed up from the line of fire, was so sure.

"In Xinghe at 01725, it's Parking Boys. Changmao only mixed in when the hall opened. He worshiped the mountain gate and became Sijiu Boys."

"If it weren't for Tianle's lack of staff, it wouldn't be his turn to take care of the fat job of parking."

"I doubt whether Tianle recognizes 01725 is a problem. As for standing up for him, it's just to trouble Sakura Company."

"Brahma will lose money, and Tianle will stop tossing."

"The current Situ Haonan, brother Haonan, is not what it used to be, and he no longer has contact with the four or nine members of the club."

"And when he finds people to do things, most of them use the ax Jun, not even the good uncle Yuan Bao of Young Master Le, but Yuan Bao and Lizhi have already landed."

"They have rented out all the venues. I heard that once the Tsuen Wan project is completed, the two of them will officially withdraw from the arena."

"I really can't think of any way for 01725 to sneak into Situ Haonan's side and nail Young Master Le."

"unless."

When the frog said this, he subconsciously paused.

His pause completely aroused Zeng Qingtian's curiosity, so he hurriedly asked: "Don't be tricky, you are not a storyteller."

"I frustrated when I spoke, are you looking for K?".

The frog scratched its head, closed the office door, glanced at the guys in the office area, and said in a low voice, "It's all a one-way connection."

"According to the rules, whoever owns the nails will be in charge."

"Did Sir Liu conceal some of the content?"

"In other words, Young Master Music has other businesses in his hands and needs a separate team to manage them!".

Both options are very likely.

Zeng Qingtian also approved of the frog's analysis in his heart.

But these words cannot be said, there is no evidence to talk nonsense, big mouth, will cause trouble.

"Do not talk nonsense."

"Now Situ Haonan is a great person, nailing him is nailing Young Master Le, and you need to submit an application to the Political Department."

"After this set of procedures is completed, Lin Huaile has also received wind."

Zeng Qingtian had worked with Lin Huaile before, and it was thanks to this guy that he was able to climb to where he is today.

"Now, we still have to follow the line with Sakura Company. 01725 died there, and he still has No. on him, so there must be something he wants to tell us."

After reading the materials, Zeng Qingtian leaned back on the chair wearily, rubbed his head, and murmured.

Grasp the big and let go of the small, pick the light and let go of the heavy.

This is a common practice at the gate of the yamen, using one thing to cover up another.

Now it is such a choice in the Narcotics Investigation Section, like the idiot Liu Zijian, to go all out to engage in young master music, or to slap Qiu Heseng, Matsui Ichiro, who is easier to deal with.

Even if you are crazy, you can make the right choice.

Hearing that his immediate boss put the focus on Sakura Company, the frog also showed a satisfied smile.

Promotion depends on what?
Promotion is based on performance!
Those who are good fighters have no great achievements, but the whining of the unlucky.

Frog is only the chief inspector now, and he wants to be a superintendent, a senior superintendent!

He didn't want to spend his whole life working downstairs, he also wanted to go to work above the tenth floor, wearing a white shirt, and commanding the people below to do things calmly.

To arrest international drug lords and crack down on the transnational drug trade, no matter how you listen, how pleasant it is.

"These little devils are very careful in doing things."

"However, I recently discovered that they are very close to Thais and Vietnamese."

"The private rooms in Shanghai cost 10,000+ yuan each time, so it's really generous."

"Here's a photo!"

The frog pulled out a few photos from the folder in his hand.

The photos are all scenes of Qiu Heseng drinking with a few important people. They are all the famous demolition houses in Xiangjiang, and they are not like the Kowloon Walled City.

"Isn't it good to do business well?"

"Real estate is not profitable enough? Touching Ms. Bai, I really can't change it and eat shit!"

Zeng Qingtian has seen the photos of these important people countless times, and he has memorized them by heart. Even if the photos are blurred, he can recognize them at a glance.

"In the real estate business, Number Four makes money!"

"Miss Xiangjiang Bai costs 15 yuan a gram, and Fan Lao ships 25 yuan. When it is shipped to Japan, it will automatically increase by more than ten times. Even if the real estate profit is high, it will not reach dozens of times."

Miss Bai is in a huge profiteering business, otherwise there wouldn't be so many people fighting with their heads on their waistbands.

Just as the two were chatting, the landline in the office rang.

Zeng Qingtian answered the phone, hummed a few words, and hung up.

"Someone has spoken, let's go to the interrogation room now!".

(End of this chapter)