Hong Kong Variety Show: From Little Brother to Big Boss

Liu Xu handed a document to Li Ming: "A Ming, this is the share transfer agreement. Ten percent of the beverage company's shares. Take a look, sign it if you have no problem."

Li Ming took the agreement, looked at it briefly, and then signed his name in the signature column in two quick strokes.

After Li Ming signed, Liu Xu smiled and explained to him in detail: "A Ming, I have calculated the profits of the beverage company. The current territory alone can generate profits of between three million and four million per month."

"Based on your 10% stake, you can get about 300,000 Hong Kong dollars every month. Taking into account the sales share and salary promised to you, it can be around 350,000 to 360,000 Hong Kong dollars."

After explaining the specific income situation, Liu Xu changed the subject and looked at Li Ming with encouragement and expectation: "A Ming, if you can increase your monthly salary to 500,000, I will give you a month's vacation."

After hearing what Liu Xu said, Li Ming's eyes flashed with surprise, and his fighting spirit was instantly ignited. He said firmly, "Brother Xu, don't worry, I'll take your vacation for this month!"

As he spoke, Li Ming suddenly stood up, an aura of impatience emanating from him, "Brother Xu, I won't talk to you anymore, I'm going to find someone to discuss business with. Just wait for my good news!"

Without waiting for Liu Xu's reaction, he hurried out of the gym. His steps were firm and powerful, and his face was filled with confidence.

Seeing Li Ming's back, Liu Xu nodded with satisfaction, thinking to himself: "It seems that I have already acquired the preliminary PUA skills as a boss."

After Li Ming disappeared, Liu Xu took out his phone from the system space. He stared at the screen and said, "Well, there are still six days left, hehe." After muttering this, Liu Xu put the phone back into the space.

At this time, in the Central Police Station, in a meeting room for the police department's top brass, the atmosphere was extremely tense. The lights in the meeting room were particularly glaring, reflecting the solemn expressions on everyone's faces.

A group of senior police officers, commonly known as "ghosts", were sitting around a long conference table. Among them were both British and British-Chinese foreign police officers.

At this moment, they all felt unprecedented pressure.

The meeting was attended by the Commissioner of Police, Mr. Ma Zekai Guan Yifu; the Senior Assistant Commissioner, Mr. Li Junxia, ​​took notes; and the meeting was chaired by the Deputy Commissioner of Police and Chief of the Political Department, Mr. Alexander Galen.

The content of this meeting mainly revolved around the incident of Yu Linfadong, and the Political Department was fully responsible.

Guan Yifu is the Commissioner of Police. Since he would not be implicated in this matter, he wore a neat uniform, leaned back in his chair, looked up at the ceiling, and looked very relaxed.

However, Galen, who was sitting next to him, did not look so relaxed. As the head of the Political Department, he had a stern expression, and his eyes revealed deep disappointment and anger.

At the beginning of the meeting, Alexander Galen, Deputy Commissioner of Police and Director of the Political Department, slammed the table with a sound like thunder, deafening.

His face was dark, his eyes were like torches, and he scanned the people present with an uncontrollable anger. He asked in a low and powerful voice, "It's been a week, and you still haven't found any trace of Lin Fadong?"

Intelligence Minister Paulen and Deputy Minister Riley looked at each other with difficulty.

Bao Lun stumbled into his report, his voice trembling a little, "Minister, we have tried our best. We investigated all his social circles and possible hiding places, but we found no trace of him."

Deputy Minister Riley at the side continued Bao Lun's words and explained: "Director, Lam Ka Tung has lived in our Hong Kong Island for decades after all. It is normal that he can't be found for a while."

"But as long as you are willing to give us a little more time, we will definitely be able to find the other party."

"Give you a little more time?" Hearing this, Garen could no longer suppress the anger in his heart.

He first laughed out loud, then he angrily shouted at Riley, "On Tuesday, I urged you good-for-nothings to control the other party first, and what happened?"

He paused, then turned his gaze to Bao Lun and angrily said, "The result is that you, a son of a bitch, said that you would wait until the other party dealt with the remaining assets before exercising control."

"Do you know that the bank told me yesterday that Lin Fadong's money had already been secretly transferred overseas last week!"

"If we give you more time, the other party might be able to sneak out of the country. Do you know that?"

Hearing this, Bao Lun couldn't help but lower his head and muttered softly: "That can't be entirely our fault. We also wanted to arrest the other party on Tuesday, but that's because we couldn't find him anymore."

"Otherwise, why would I say let the other party deal with the assets first? Besides, it was you, the Minister, who asked Mike to keep an eye on the other party, but in the end, the other party disappeared and Mike didn't even notice..."

Hearing this, Galen's face flushed, veins popped on both sides of his temples, and he could no longer hold back. He pushed the stool behind him away with a snap, and kicked Baolun off the chair, knocking him to the ground along with the chair.

Then he sat on the man and punched him on both sides of his face. He cursed him as he beat him: "Fuck, I'll make sure you can't find me and make excuses for me."

The scene was in chaos, and all the police officers present were shocked by the sudden exposure. They looked at each other in amazement at the scene before them.

Mazhekhai Guan Yifu also came back to his senses from his leisurely state. He stood up suddenly, grabbed Galen's hand, and tried to stop this farce.

"Garen, calm down!" Guan Yifu shouted loudly, with unquestionable majesty in his voice. However, at this moment, Galen was like an enraged lion.

He broke free from Mazekai's hand and continued to punch and kick Baolun without saying a word, and did not listen to anyone's dissuasion.

While beating Bao Lun, he also cursed: "I tell you, if we can't find Lin Fadong, none of you will have a good life. I won't let any of you go!"

Seeing that he couldn't stop Galen by himself, Mazekai pointed at the senior police officers around him with a sullen face and yelled, "Fuck! Why don't you pull Galen away quickly?"

After hearing the angry roar from Commissioner Mai Zhekai, the senior police officers finally came to their senses. They stepped forward and pulled Galen away from Paulen.

Garen struggled, trying to break free from the crowd's restraints, but his strength was limited and he was held down by the crowd.

As Maize Kai looked at the chaotic scene in front of him, his mood for watching the show was instantly swept away, and an unknown anger surged in his heart.

Glancing at the people present, he knew that what happened in the meeting room today would inevitably be leaked out. This made him a little crazy, and the image of the police force would definitely be damaged.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” He cursed three times and thought to himself, “If it weren’t for the fact that the family behind him had strong connections in Britain, he would definitely make him pay for it.