The film and television world begins with the battle for the throne in Kowloon

Chapter 342: Gao Erge discovers Han Chen's secret
Seeing that Lin Guoping casually sent him away, Liu Jianming did not dare to question it and asked tentatively: "Is this okay? Will Li Sir blame me then?"

"Don't worry, your transfer order has already been sent, and I think they have prepared a position for you, so go to work directly. As for Li Sir, you know that the senior management of the agency has been busy these days, so they don't have the energy to take care of these things."

"You don't have to follow the usual procedures. We will be superiors and subordinates from now on, so there will be plenty of opportunities to meet each other."

Liu Jianming said goodbye to Lin Guoping half-believingly, but he was still a little worried, so he took the file back to Yin Jianqiang and told him the situation.

Yin Jianqiang put down his pen, took off his glasses, rubbed his temples, smiled and said, "I can tell you don't have much experience. If you want to see Deputy Director Li, you have to wait until after 11 noon or after 4 pm. I guarantee you'll get the job done."

"Why is this?" Liu Jianming looked puzzled.

Yin Jianqiang guessed that Li Yan must be sleeping in the office at this time. Although it was not for long, anyone who paid a little attention knew Li Yan's work and rest routine.

Besides, this guy's emotions are always written on his face. He will not be in a good mood if anyone disturbs his rest. He will just find any excuse to send people away, such as the document format is incorrect, the wording is not rigorous, the description is unclear, etc., and he will send it back for rewriting.

Those who go to get off work near the end of noon or near the end of the afternoon can generally get things done smoothly.

Li Yan shamelessly used his own likes and dislikes to change everyone's work habits, which was actually just to create convenience for himself to be lazy.

Before long, everyone knew that if they wanted to find Li Yan to do something, they had to find the right time.

The Li family had an accident these days and lost someone.
This matter is both public and private. If Li Yan can't handle it, it might cause a big mess and the police station will have to take over in the end.

Therefore, Yin Jianqiang did not dare to be completely at ease, and specially arranged people to keep an eye on the Li family!

Fortunately, after receiving the news that the second son's daughter returned home safely this morning, Yin Jianqiang learned that Li Yan had handled a big case last night and solved it quietly, which explained a big trouble for the police station.

It's good enough that I can come to work today. I must take a rest. If Liu Jianming goes there rashly, he will definitely be rejected. Even if there is nothing serious, he is unwilling to provoke Li Yan at this time.

Because Li Yan agreed to Liu Jianming's going to the Internal Affairs Department, Yin Jianqiang was quite considerate of Li Yan. He moved the director's regular meeting, which used to be held at 9:30 in the morning, to after 4 o'clock in the afternoon of the previous day to show his goodwill towards Li Yan.

Faced with Liu Jianming's questions, Yin Jianqiang did not explain. After all, this was not a glorious thing and would affect the opinions of grassroots police officers.

How to talk about this kind of thing? Those who can know will know, and those who should not know should not spread it. After all, I am the class monitor, and it is not a good thing to let my subordinates ignore the discipline.

So he said directly: "Since Deputy Director Li is busy, you should go directly to the Internal Affairs Department. There will be plenty of opportunities to meet in the future. When there is a chance, I will invite you to have dinner with him so that we can get acquainted with each other."

Seeing that Lao Taishan said the same thing, Liu Jianming said nothing more. He took his file and went to the Internal Affairs Department.

Two days later.
In the early morning of July 1, 1997, the China-Weihai handover ceremony held in the new wing of the convention and exhibition center officially began at 11:20 the day before.

The two official bands also played different music, and a Victorian flag was slowly rising in the venue.

Although the ceremony was solemn, the atmosphere was very harmonious before it began. While the official bands of both sides were playing, members of the northern delegation were taking photos.

When the time reached 00:00 on July 1st, in the misty drizzle, the flag of the northern great power and the regional flag of Hong Kong Island were slowly raised in the venue, witnessing the end of colonial rule and the ushers in a new era for Hong Kong Island.

Two years later, December 1999, winter!
At the entrance of Grand Hyatt Hotel in Hong Kong Island, around nine o'clock in the evening, two men who had just finished their meal, were full and slightly drunk, and were saying goodbye.

A short fat man with gray hair had a smile on his face like a Maitreya Buddha. He looked at the driver of the man opposite him to get the car and said attentively, "Gaochu, I'm sorry that I didn't treat you well tonight. I've booked a private room in the nearby Supreme Luxury Hotel. Let's go there and have some drinks and sing songs to get rid of the alcohol."

"Then go to a sauna, find two skilled massage therapists to give you a massage, and make yourself comfortable. Then go home. Wouldn't that be better?"

The man opposite, tall, dressed in a suit, with neatly combed hair, dignified and a bit reserved, said: "Achen, tonight is enough. There is a meeting in the department tomorrow, so it is not advisable to stay too late. There is a long time to come. We can get together again when we have time."

Seeing Gao Jianbin reject his proposal, Han Chen showed a regretful expression on his face. He took a small bag from the follower behind him and handed it to Gao Jianbin: "Director Gao, you are the deputy director of the police department. I know you never accept gifts from others, so I dare not violate your rules."

"I know you love tea. These are two boxes of tea I bought when I visited the mainland last time. They are souvenirs. They are not worth much, only about 100 or 80 yuan. They are just a small token of my appreciation. Please don't despise me. Take them and try them. I just want to taste the special flavor."

Gao Jianbin pretended to blame him. "Achen, what are you doing? You're making me make a mistake!"

"Gao Chu, you misunderstood me. How dare I do that? This is just a favor between friends. Even if Director Xu knew about it, he wouldn't have any thoughts."

"Senior police officers have to have friends too, right? If you really mind, it's just a matter of a hundred bucks. You can pay me when the time comes. I don't believe that the ICAC will call me over for tea just because of this hundred bucks."

"Hahaha, you, okay?" Gao Jianbin smiled helplessly as he pointed at Han Chen. He then took the bag, which was simply packaged and looked inconspicuous. "Don't do it again!"

"Hahaha, don't worry. Even if you want the high place, it's sold out. There are only these two boxes left. Once you finish drinking them, they'll be gone." Han Chen smiled happily and handed the tea to Gao Jianbin with both hands.

At this time, the car also drove to the gate. Han Chen hurriedly reached out to open the door, put his other hand on the edge of the door, and very servilely invited Gao Jianbin to get in the car.

Gao Jianbin nodded with satisfaction, patted Han Chen on the shoulder, and got into his car.

The vehicle started, Han Chen waved to the departing vehicle, and watched Gao Jianbin's car disappear from his sight with a smile on his face, then he retracted his smile and waved his men to leave.

The next day, in the office of the Deputy Commissioner of Police, Gao Jianbin sat behind his desk. Next to him was the tea that Han Chen had sent him yesterday, which was said to be worth a hundred or eighty yuan.

Pulling out a piece of A4 paper from the printer next to him, Gao Jianbin opened the slightly shabby outer packaging, revealing two iron tea cans.

He opened one and poured the tea leaves onto the paper. He pulled it out, but nothing was there. Gao Jianbin frowned. Then he took out another can and poured it onto the paper again. As the tea leaves fell, a thin piece of paper was revealed.

Gao Jianbin's expression relaxed. He picked up the piece of paper, opened it, and a knowing smile appeared on his face.

It was an anonymous Swiss bank draft worth more than 13 million US dollars, which converted into Hong Kong dollars was exactly 100 million.

Looking at the check in front of him, Gao Jianbin's eyes were a little empty, and he gradually recalled his interactions with Han Chen.

Two and a half years ago, after Han Chen got to know me, he took out 100 million Hong Kong dollars and exchanged it for a seat on the Hong Kong Government Business Association from me.

At that time, Han Chen was just a gangster in Tsim Sha Tsui, but since then, Han Chen has been carefully trying to curry favor with me, fawning on me, and always doing a great job in the tasks I asked him to do.

Since the year before last, at the end of every year, this fat and ugly man would treat himself to a meal and write himself a check, each time for 100 million yuan.

But he had never asked me to do anything for him. Although Han Chen came from a society, since he had the identity of a business association, he gradually began to pay attention to his image and left the affairs of the society to his subordinates.

He spent all day trying to attend high society, either making friends with dignitaries at major cocktail parties, or socializing on golf courses. He was well-dressed and polite, and had transformed himself from a gangster into a celebrity in the business world.

Since Han Chen was trying desperately to clean himself, Gao Jianbin didn't go too far!
He knew that several nightclubs, financial companies, and import and export companies under Han Chen's name jointly formed the Han Group. Although it was a legitimate company on the surface, in fact, Han Chen was still the largest triad leader in the West Kowloon area, and his influence even covered parts of East Kowloon and Hong Kong Island, which were all the territories of the Han Group.

Although the external name is very formal, it cannot change the actual identity of the community.

Han Chen gradually disappeared behind the scenes, and did a great job on the surface. He greatly reduced the laundry detergent business, strengthened the management of gangsters in the society, and rarely saw serious cases due to protection fees and financial company lending business. He greatly eased the relationship with the police and catered to the current environment.

Gao Jianbin was just a little puzzled. He just didn't know where Han Chen got so much money if he didn't do these illegal businesses. He had to appease his subordinates, honor himself, and make friends with the upper class. It was as if he suddenly had a huge gold mine?
Gao Jianbin's face gradually became playful, revealing a mysterious smile. At the end of last year, he inadvertently talked to Han Chen about a group of Vietnamese people in Hong Kong Island who were engaged in the business of kidnapping fat sheep. Many small and medium-sized victims had reported the case. The police force planned to organize police forces to crack down on this group of people.

But the next day, this group of Vietnamese secretly left Hong Kong Island and disappeared.

It was not until three months later, when the storm gradually subsided and Hong Kong Island returned to peace, that he reappeared on the ground and continued to do his old business.

At that time, Gao Jianbin regarded this matter as a great achievement and handed it over to Liang Feihu from the Operations Department to handle it, hoping to get more credit from this loyal subordinate while he had the leverage over him.

When the time is right, he will become the top boss and then let Liang Feihu take the position of deputy director.

In that way, Shen Cheng could be suppressed completely and even expelled from the police department.

Therefore, the police station below was not alerted at all, and Liang Feihu would certainly not inform anyone. Looking back, he was the only one who mentioned it to Han Chen after drinking.

From this point of view, Han Chen should be the backer of this group of Vietnamese people!

After having this suspicion, Gao Jianbin quietly organized several operations against the Vietnamese, deliberately kept them secret, and then leaked them to Han Chen in advance, pretending not to care.

Sure enough, every time the Vietnamese dodged the attacks accurately, and even actions that only they knew about could not escape the eyes and ears of the other side.

Gao Jianbin finally confirmed that Han Chen was behind these Vietnamese people.

(End of this chapter)