Hong Kong General: Hongxing 49 Zai, step on Liang Kun to get a job

Ah Wu picked up the money on the ground, dusted it off, and put it into Chen Yongren's arms: "Our boss said this money is for your hard work."

"He doesn't like to owe favors to others. He should be paid for his work. That's the rule."

"As for whether I need your help in the future, that depends on the situation. It's not that easy to make the net break even if the fish dies."

After saying that, Ah Wu turned and left the rooftop. Chen Yongren was holding the heavy money, with a confused look on his face.

Who was the person who ordered him around? Judging from his methods, he seemed extremely fierce and ruthless, yet his attacks were surprisingly generous.

One million and a half is not a small amount, so I gave it as soon as I said it.

Huang Zhicheng has never paid him a salary until now. It all depends on Han Chen to give him some benefits, most of which have to be recorded and then handed over... Holding the money in his hand, Chen Yongren was somewhat tempted.

No one knows about this private work, and he has the final say on whether to report to the police or not.

But as soon as this terrible thought arose, he immediately suppressed it.

"No, this money has to be recorded and handed over. I'm a police officer, not a short mule."

Chen Yongren struggled for a long time, muttering to himself to brainwash himself, and then left.

There was a Mercedes-Benz parked downstairs of the Hongci Building, and Zhou Shengpeng was sitting inside, puffing away.

He had a good sleep in the psychotherapy room and is now full of energy.

I have to say, the treatment chair in the psychotherapy room is really comfortable.

Zhou Shengpeng was considering whether to equip himself with one in the office.

The car door was opened and Awu sat in the passenger seat.

"Brother Peng, the fish has been hooked. What should we do next?"

Zhou Shengpeng flicked the cigarette out the window and said with a smile, "Next, you don't have to do anything. Just wait quietly for Huo Baoming to notify you of the transaction."

"On the day of the transaction, I will arrange everything."

"I want to push Huobao Ming into a desperate situation, so that he will make up his mind to turn against us, commit treason, and kill Chen Yaowen."

"Once there's a wave of internal strife among the letter piles, it will be time for us to reap the rewards."

Zhou Shengpeng continued with a blazing gaze, as if everything was going according to plan: "This time, I'm going to take over the letter pile in one fell swoop and establish my presence in Yau Ma Tei."

the next day.

The West Kowloon Region was already very busy early in the morning.

In addition to the police stations, the entire Hong Kong Island is divided into five districts.

They are Hong Kong Island Region, Kowloon West Region, Kowloon East Region, New Territories Region and Marine Region.

The Kowloon West Regional Crime Unit is mainly responsible for the most prosperous areas of Yau Ma Tei, Tsim Sha Tsui and Mong Kok.

Liu Jianming sat in a swivel chair, made a cup of coffee, opened a document, and prepared to file a case.

He currently works in the Criminal Intelligence Department and is still an ordinary police officer.

He was flipping through the documents when suddenly a letter fell out.

The envelope was very clean, with only "Liu Jianming's personal address" written on it.

With doubt, I opened it and found a note inside.

It says, Undercover, five.

On the back is a phone number.

Liu Jianming's heart trembled, and he looked around at his colleagues in panic.

He felt relieved when he saw that everyone was busy with their work or making phone calls and didn't pay any attention to him at all.

But the note in his hand had already been soaked by the sweat from his palms.

He calmly put the note into his pocket, his heart pounding wildly.

Liu Jianming is one of the five undercover agents sent by Han Chen, the white-faced gangster.

My memory goes back to five years ago, Gaoxi Temple.

Han Chen lit three incense sticks, bowed three times to the Buddha, then inserted them and turned around.

He said to Liu Jianming and the others standing in a row:

"I asked for a fortune, and the Buddha said that my success will be achieved through the sacrifice of thousands of soldiers. I don't believe it."

"I believe that those who venture out into the world should decide their own life and death."

"You decide for yourself how to go."

"You guys have been members the shortest and have the cleanest backgrounds. It's your choice whether you want to join the police academy or stay with me."

Liu Jianming was young at the time.

He immediately chose to be loyal to Han Chen and entered the police academy. Like him, there were four other people who made the same choice.

The five of them graduated from the police academy and joined the undercover police force, and have been silently helping Han Chen pass on information.

No one knows this secret except themselves and Han Chen.

Who was the person who sent the note? How did he know there were five undercover agents in the police force? What was his intention?

Liu Jianming was a little panicked and went to work in a restless state all day.

His suppressed nerves were about to make him collapse.

After finally getting off work, he immediately found a phone booth and dialed the number on the back of the note.

The phone beeped for a long time before it was finally connected.

Silence, endless silence, both of them seemed to be waiting for the other to speak first.

Liu Jianming tightly grasped the note with the words "Five undercover agents" in his hand and waited with a gloomy expression.

"Mr. Liu, if I'm not mistaken, it's you, right?" Zhou Shengpeng's magnetic voice came from the other end of the phone.

Liu Jianming listened to the voice, as if he had been stripped naked and seen through. He said angrily, "Who are you? Don't play tricks on me."

"It doesn't matter who I am. What's important is that you understand that I know your identity." Zhou Shengpeng chuckled.

"Just tell me, what do you want me to do?" Liu Jianming understood that the other party must have some ulterior motive by going through so much trouble.

Otherwise, a letter of complaint sent to ICAC would be enough.

"I want you to do me a small favor."

"What favor? You don't want me to deal with Han Chen, or the police, do you?"

When Liu Jianming heard the so-called small favor, he immediately got angry and raised his voice a lot.

"Mr. Liu, you're so loud. Do you want me to give you a loudspeaker so you can go out on the streets and spread the word?"

Zhou Shengpeng rubbed his ears. Liu Jianming on the other end of the phone looked around at the people coming and going around and calmed down a lot.

After a pause, he continued, "Liu Sir, this small favor doesn't need to involve Han Chen or the police force. On the contrary, I'm here to give you credit."

When Liu Jianming heard that Han Chen and the police force would not be involved, he immediately felt relieved.

"What do you want me to do?"

Zhou Shengpeng said directly, "The day after tomorrow, there will be a white flour transaction. Please apply to your superiors for permission to go and clean up the mess."

"I'll let you know the specific time and place."

Liu Jianming was dissatisfied with being ordered around and asked, "What if I don't agree?"

"You don't want others to know about you and the other four undercover agents, do you?"

"The tea at ICAC is not very tasty. And I don't need to remind you that your girlfriend Marry is a really nice woman."

Hearing this, Liu Jianming gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I promise you."

"However, I have a question. I'm from the Criminal Investigation Team. Why are you looking for me for the white noodles issue?"

Zhou Shengpeng laughed heartily: "Haven't you always wanted to be a good person? I'm a kind person and I can't bear to see others suffer. I'll let you be a good person for once."

After that, the call was hung up. Listening to the busy tone on the phone, Liu Jianming shuddered.

Over the years, he has been oppressed by Han Chen, and the desire to be a good person is the deepest desire in his heart.

The more he helped Han Chen, the more panicked he became. Wearing a mask every day made him feel completely suffocated.

Wanting to be a good person is his deepest thought, which he has never told to anyone.

Who was the other party, and how did he know? Of course, he didn't believe the other party's words, such as being kind and wanting him to be a good person.

All this is just taking advantage of him, it's all for the sake of profit.

What's the difference between him and Han Chen? Liu Jianming rubbed his hair irritably, the depression in his heart reaching its peak.

Han Chen alone was enough to give him a headache. Now an unidentified person had appeared, which made his head even bigger.

On the other end of the phone, Zhou 13 Shengpeng hung up and looked at the black, purple, and blue vegetables in front of him, and suddenly felt nauseous.

To be honest, when food turns into cold colors, it is impossible to have an appetite.

But Arun was wearing an apron, with her long hair braided and tilted to the side, and she was enthusiastically frying chicken wings in the kitchen.

"what."

"Ding-ling-dang."

With a cry of surprise, the lid fell to the ground. Arun screamed and threw himself on Zhou Shengpeng, becoming a hanging object. The oil in the pot was already igniting a blazing flame.

"Hurry, pour water, put out the fire." Arun shouted in panic.

Zhou Shengpeng calmly picked up the pot lid on the ground and put it directly on the pot.

The fire in the pot gradually died down, and he skillfully turned off the gas, completely resolving the crisis.

Pouring water into the frying pan, luckily Arun had the idea. If he hadn't been here, the kitchen would have definitely burned down.

Arun looked at Zhou Shengpeng with admiration, and couldn't help but kiss him on the face.

Zhou Shengpeng felt the presence of Arun, who was wearing a vest and apron and looked like a young wife.

He carried her directly into the inner room.

"I haven't eaten yet."

"Eat you first, then eat."

After a long time, Arun smoothed out the wrinkles on his clothes and stood up with a rosy face.

Looking at Zhou Shengpeng, she said, "Hubby, the food is cold and we can't eat it."

"That's such a pity. I can't eat the food you cook yourself. I can only make do with food outside." Zhou Shengpeng said hypocritically.

Ah Run was so happy that she smiled brightly and said, "Then I'll work harder next time, learn a new dish, and cook it for you again."

When Zhou Shengpeng heard that Arun had not given up the idea of ​​cooking, he suddenly felt his head buzzing.

It seems that I need to find something for her to do. Otherwise, she will be like a little wife, always thinking about what to do for him at home.

Arun's worst skill is cooking, yet she still wants to cook for him. This is really difficult.

"Arun, have you ever thought about going back to school?" Zhou Shengpeng lit a cigarette and looked at Arun seriously.

Ah Run bit his lip lightly and said dejectedly, "Of course I have thought about it. Thirteenth Sister and I even went to night school for a while before."

"You know, Mr. Shi is a pervert and has no moral integrity, so I didn't go to school."

"Plus, my mother had been ill and I didn't have money to go to school."

"Now that you've paid for my medical expenses, I have time to go to school, but I don't know which school will accept me."

Zhou Shengpeng rubbed her head distressedly: "As long as you want to go to school, school things are easy."

There are also many good schools in Hong Kong Island.

Although Arun's academic qualifications made it difficult to get in, money talks. A simple donation of some facilities to the school allowed Arun to get in. With just a degree, it was easy for him to get in.

"Really." Arun sat up excitedly, crossed his legs, and his eyes sparkled.

"Really, I'll take care of the school matters. You have to tell me what major you want to study first." Zhou Shengpeng nodded affirmatively.

Arun lifted his chin and chirped, "My mother has been in poor health since I was a child. My dream is to become a doctor."

"I want to study medicine, what do you think?"

"Of course, studying medicine is a good idea, but it does require hard work. If you can accept that, I'll take care of the rest."

Zhou Shengpeng nodded. The positions of doctor, lawyer and psychologist in Hong Kong are all very popular.

For example, if a member of a society is shot or injured, they will have their own designated doctor to treat him.

Generally, people do not go to unfamiliar hospitals to avoid attracting questioning from the police.

This industry has high income and status, and is very promising, and can help him a lot.

Although, with Zhou Shengpeng's ability, it is no problem for him to keep A Run as his beautiful wife in a golden house, but he hopes to see a better A Run.