Hong Kong Variety Show: From Little Brother to Big Boss

The other six people heard this and looked expectantly: "How to prove it, Brother Sheng."

"We can observe in secret and judge whether what the other party says is credible based on how the situation develops."

Tian Yangsheng had already thought clearly about Liu Xu's recruitment. If this was indeed a trap, he would agree to the other party's recruitment.

If it wasn't a trap, he would have brought these brothers and sisters back to Hanoi and continued their mercenary life.

Tian Yangzhi asked, "What do you think of the order we have? Should we complete it, Brother Sheng?"

"I said, reject it!" Tian Yangsheng said with a serious look and decisiveness.

After that, after telling Wei Da that they would not do the order of robbing the money transporter, he led everyone away into the night. As for the deposit, it was counted as their travel expenses from South Asia.

The Central Police Station, with its towering floors, echoes with the triviality and busyness of daily work.

But in a corner of this stately building, in the office of Zhang Wenyao, head of the serious crime unit, there was an unusual atmosphere of tension and anger.

Inside the door, Zhang Wenyao's figure looked particularly gloomy under the dim light, and his clenched fists almost ignited the air.

The documents on the office desk were scattered all over the floor, and several delicate ornaments were not spared. They were smashed into pieces in his anger, making a harsh noise.

This series of actions all revealed his inner anger and unwillingness.

It turned out that just a while ago, Tian Yangsheng sent him a message saying that they did not intend to accept the order to rob the armored car, and disappeared without a trace, saying that the deposit would be used as travel expenses.

That was 200,000 Hong Kong dollars, which was what he could only earn after working hard for a year as a superintendent. This made him very angry.

Of course, this was not what made him most angry. What made him most angry was that there were only two days left before the Bank of America would escort the armored car.

If he can't find a replacement, all his careful plans will come to nothing.

Thinking of this, he directly picked up the vase in the corner and smashed it hard on the ground. The loud noise of the falling object echoed in the office, and then passed through the heavy wooden door and resounded in the office area of ​​the serious crime team.

The police officers stopped what they were doing, looked at each other, and whispers quietly spread in the corridor.

Although they didn't understand the situation, they could sense the unusual anger and secretly speculated about what was happening in the office.

"What's wrong with Manager Zhang today? Why is he so angry?" A young police officer lowered his voice and cast an inquiring look at his colleague next to him, his face full of curiosity and confusion.

"Who knows? Maybe he encountered some difficult problems, or a case was not going well." A senior police officer sighed and tried to give a reasonable explanation.

But his eyes were also full of confusion and worry. Obviously, such out-of-control emotions were not common in Zhang Wenyao.

As time passed, the "crackling" sounds in the office gradually subsided, leaving only the mess on the floor and the tense atmosphere in the air.

At this moment, the office door was suddenly opened from the inside with a creaky sound, and Zhang Wenyao's figure appeared in front of everyone.

His face turned red with anger, and his eyes flashed with unquestionable majesty and anger.

"What are you looking at? Don't you have anything to do? Go back to work!"

His voice was low and powerful, and every word was like a heavy hammer, striking everyone's heart, making everyone lower their heads involuntarily and hurriedly continue their unfinished work.

Seeing that everyone was working with their heads down, Zhang Wenyao hurried out of the serious crime squad office and headed for the door of the main police station. He needed to find someone to take over the follow-up matters quickly.

Although he has some people under his command who pay tribute to him, when it comes to money, the more money the better.

He is already fifty years old this year. In another year, he will be transferred to a logistics position with no formality, and it will be difficult for him to make money.

Three days flew by.

At this time, Jimmie was taking his boss Liu Xu to inspect the production workshop of the A-grade factory.

The sunlight shines through the half-open skylight, dappling onto the busy A-grade production workshop. The air is filled with the steady rhythm of new materials and machine operation.

The sounds of communication between the workers are interwoven into a continuous symphony of labor.

Jimmy, this shrewd and capable subordinate, dressed in a well-tailored suit, walked steadily in front, looking back from time to time at Liu Xu who was following closely behind him, with a glimmer of pride and expectation in his eyes.

Liu Xu's eyes revealed sharpness and curiosity as he carefully observed every corner around him.

"Jimmy, this is quite a large scale." Liu Xu exclaimed softly, his eyes sweeping over the rows of neatly arranged production lines and the mountains of raw materials.

Jimmy smiled slightly, with an imperceptible curve at the corner of his mouth.

"Of course, Brother Xu. From design to production, I strive to perfectly replicate every step, ensuring that even the 'experts' in the market cannot find any flaws."

"Oh? Then how do we do quality control?" Liu Xu was obviously very interested in this question. He quickened his pace and walked side by side with Jimmy.

"Quality control is our lifeline." Jimizi's expression became more serious. "We have a dedicated quality inspection team, and every product has to go through multiple process inspections."

"Not only that, because of sufficient funds, I also purchased the latest equipment from abroad and introduced the latest technology to ensure that product quality always remains at the forefront of the industry."

As they were talking, the two had already walked to a corner of the workshop, where several large laser engraving machines were placed, processing semi-finished products with high precision.

Liu Xu stopped and carefully observed the operation of the machine, with admiration in his eyes.

"These devices do look very advanced," he exclaimed.

"Yes, these are the latest foreign equipment I just mentioned." Jimmy patted the casing of one of the machines proudly.

"With them, our production efficiency and product quality have been greatly improved."

"Are you sure it won't affect production efficiency?" Liu Xu asked again to confirm. After all, this was related to how fast he could make money, so he couldn't be careless.

"Don't worry, Brother Xu. Since the introduction of the new equipment, the progress of this batch of goods is now a whole week faster than expected." Jimmy said with a hint of pride in his tone.

Liu Xu nodded slightly, his eyes sweeping over the rows of busy workers and the semi-finished products moving slowly on the assembly line, his eyes showing both satisfaction and deep thought.

"Yes, Jimmy, your performance is admirable. Both your efficiency and strict management have exceeded my expectations."

There was a hint of approval in Liu Xu's tone, and his eyes flashed with recognition of Jimmy's abilities.

"But remember, our A-grade products must be indistinguishable from the real thing, but they must not lose their original texture, so that our business can flourish."

Upon hearing this, Jimizi's face was filled with a confident smile, and he quickly nodded in agreement: "I have found a few trustworthy brothers to personally supervise every step."

"From material selection to processing and final quality inspection, every step is strictly carried out according to your standards. We strive to achieve perfection."

"Moreover, I have specially hired several master craftsmen from genuine factories. Their skills can definitely make these fake products look real."

"Very good, Jimmy!" Liu Xu clapped his hands gently to show his great affirmation of Jimmy's arrangement.

In this era, there are very few people in Hong Kong involved in the production of A-goods. Being able to make arrangements in advance will undoubtedly seize the market opportunity.

Although it is accompanied by risks, it is this courage and foresight that will lead Liu Xu and his team to a brighter future.