337 Kneeling and begging for money
"Hello everyone, I am a TVB news reporter, and the Hong Kong Island Police Force recently cracked an unprecedented case of counterfeit banknotes."
"The counterfeit banknotes on the scene amounted to more than 170 million Hong Kong dollars, and the remaining materials can be regenerated with 300 million Hong Kong dollars."
"The case was handled by the Chief Inspector of the Anti-Gang Unit of the Western District Police Station, who killed 7 criminals on the spot and arrested 15 criminals. Among them, the behind-the-scenes boss of the counterfeit banknote group has been identified as Gao Yingpei, the second shareholder of Longxing Shipyard. It is reported that Ko Yingpei had framed the shipyard owner Mr. Long Si for murder, and now that Mr. Long Si has returned to Hong Kong Island, he will go to court to testify against Ko Yingpei's main crime. β
"Sir Li, can you explain the case in detail."
As the picture shook, Li Shaoze put on a police hat, shook his head and beckoned: "Ajie, Jin Zai, come over and tell the reporter." β
"Yes, Ah Tou."
Song Zijie and Chen Jin responded, each wearing a police uniform, walked to the front of the picture, and smiled at the camera.
It wasn't until Song Zijie finished telling the process of handling the case that Chen Jin began to supplement the situation during the attack.
The TV reporter himself has a mission of commercial touting, so it is natural to pick up the call and help the two control the pace of the conversation and strive to leave a good impression on the public.
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"Yes, yes, the first time you two report, you have the title of beautiful police in the West District." Li Shaoze put a copy of today's morning newspaper on the table, only to see that the front page of the newspaper was a line of very exaggerated yellow characters.
"Ajie, Jin Tsai, the beautiful police in the West District? Members of the public call for the Force Boys Beauty Pageant to be held! γ
Chen Jin and Applejack looked at the headlines in the newspaper, and their faces showed embarrassed expressions.
To be honest, when they first saw the newspaper, the two of them were still very proud...... But you have to look at the object of pride, right? Li Sir praised them for being beautiful, but they really didn't dare to admit it.
It's like a recognized handsome guy complimenting you on being handsome, even if you're really handsome, you're embarrassed to show off in front of him.
However, the appearance of these two guys, although they are not the top in the West District, is also invincible when they are put outside, and they have their own handsome style.
Now I'm starting to stand alone, and after being interviewed, my popularity has jumped up. How so? It's just a line weaker than when Li Sir first reported it!
It is conceivable how popular these two people are now. Citizens have begun to call on the Hong Kong Island Police Force to hold a beauty contest similar to Miss Hong Kong Island. Choose the most handsome one among men, as long as you can choose it, the popularity will definitely not lose to Sister Hong Kong.
Li Shaoze saw that these two guys didn't make a sound, so he waved his hand and let them go: "Go out, the case closure report should be written beautifully." At 8 o'clock tonight, Long Si will return to Hong Kong Island, take him back to the police station first, and then pay a guarantee to release him. β
βyesοΌsirγβ Chen Jin and Applejack raised their hands in salute and prepared to leave.
Li Shaoze seemed to have just remembered something, and beckoned Song Zijie to stop: "Ajie, you wait." β
"Sir Lee."
"Here's a letter of recommendation for your upgrade test, come back next week." Li Shaoze sent a piece of paper to Song Zijie.
Applejack took the coveted letter of recommendation and saluted again, "Thank you, sir." β
"Go ahead."
Li Shaoze pushed away the chair and sat back down in front of the computer. Applejack straightened up and walked out of the office in excitement.
Chen Jin smiled and waited at the door and teased: "Sir Song, you will be a probationary inspector in the future!" This afternoon tea on this day, is it time for you to be invited? β
"No problem, I'm please."
Song Zijie's family is not short of money, and he should go down in one bite, which is very atmospheric.
But on the way to the desk with the letter of recommendation, he suddenly remembered that when he had just entered the police station, he had shouted a word to Ah Tou.
Sir Li, I want to be an inspector!
Unexpectedly, he had just graduated for two years, and he was eligible to take the upgrade exam. With his previous resume and this case, I believe that winning the Probationary Inspector is not a problem.
I'm afraid that among the cadets of the police academy who graduated at the beginning, he should also be the fastest one! Follow the right big brother, it's really good!
With the return of Long Si to China, the case of the counterfeit banknote factory has been closed. The next thing is to be handed over to the prosecution. In such a situation where the evidence is all certified, the court can quickly convict and pronounce a sentence.
However, just as Li Shaoze was happy and relaxed, preparing to go abroad for a vacation in two months, he suddenly learned that Huang Weiyao had handed over another case to the serious crime team to take over.
Li Shaoze opened the computer permission and clicked on the case information in the document.
After a slight glance, he found that this was a red oil smuggling case with a strong sense of "dΓ©jΓ vu".
"At the beginning, Yang Yunxin's red oil smuggling group disappeared after Yang Yunxin and others were arrested. Half a year later, customs found another red oil smuggling ship. According to the customs investigation, this new red oil smuggling group exists in the form of a family.
"Customs prosecuted both times because of insufficient evidence, and the court dismissed them not guilty......"
"Three months ago, customs seized three more oil trucks at the wharf, but an explosion occurred during the pursuit. One offender died, two customs officers were injured, and the case was transferred to the Serious Crime Unit. β
According to the data investigation, the owner of the red oil smuggling family is surnamed Huo, and his name is ...... Huo Qingsong ......"
Da, close the file.
Li Shaoze remembered the stinky boy who fled in panic when he arrested Yang Yunxin. I really didn't expect that in just over a year, Huo Qingsong has developed from a cargo boy to a new oil king.
Sure enough, there will never be a shortage of people who want to make money, and once there is a gap in the market, there will soon be new people on the throne.
Moreover, Huo Qingsong is obviously self-made and has no capital in his pocket, so he will gather a family to enter the market and form a smuggling family.
With the advantage of his locals, plus he followed Yang Yunxin. With the manpower and material support of a family, eating the market of smuggled red oil is just a matter of course.
Other clubs are not familiar with this area, and they can't compete with him if they want to. However, it is inevitable that some people want to take a stake and get a piece of the pie...... It seems that Huo Qingsong has also dared to fight in the past two years, otherwise the business would not have been so big.
"There is a family in this case, there should be no problem."
Li Shaoze closed the archives and had no intention of interfering in the case.
One is because this case requires boiling frogs in warm water, which is not something that can be solved quickly. Second, the red oil smuggling case is not very difficult, as long as the warehouse is found and the transaction site is caught, it is enough, and Chen Jiaju is completely able to handle this case.
It is estimated that in a few months, this Huo Qingsong will move from his newly bought Jardine's villa to Stanley. To be honest, Wan Chai, where Jardine's Hill is located, is really not far from Stanley. After living in another place for more than ten years, Huo Qingsong should not have much opinion.
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That night, Hilltop Villa.
After Li Shaoze finished eating, he sat in the living room and chatted with his uncle.
After chatting for a while, Uncle Tong got up and took the child from the nanny, held it in his arms and teased his grandson. After all, the old man is the hometown of people, and the love for the life of the newcomer is really a complete interpretation of the meaning of the next generation.
To be honest, Li Shaoze definitely doesn't love his children more than his uncle. However, the people who are fathers have already said that they are going to sing blackface, but there is no need to get used to their children. Li Sir glanced at the happy children and grandchildren, turned on the TV, and reclined on the sofa, ready to watch the latest news.
Unexpectedly, a news report about Thailand unexpectedly appeared on the news. Although it is very short-lived, only a few words, it can also be seen that the situation in Thailand has not been good recently. It seems that the matter of Dafu Bank last time may not be able to contain the fire.
"Those VIP savers are not good at stubble. If they dare to deposit their money in banks with high interest rates, they will definitely investigate the flow of funds in the banks in advance. The news has not been released before, and they may not be able to receive news from abroad. β
"Now as soon as the news is announced, these big players will immediately have to withdraw their money. When they leave, the small households below will also be moved. β
While Li Shaoze was watching the news, Huang Shitong also hugged the child, turned his eyes to the TV, and immediately looked at Li Shaoze and sighed: "Hu Zhiyong is finished." β
"If Dafu Bank can't come up with the money, it will go bankrupt tomorrow."
It's only been a week since the last ball. For a week, the bigwigs of the landlords' association watched from the wall and did not take the initiative to reach out.
Businessmen have a way of dealing with the world, and no matter what the purpose, three billion is not so easy to take.
The mobile phone on the table buzzed and vibrate, Huang Shitong handed the child into the hands of Yazi, sat on the sofa, and reached out to pick up the phone: "Hey, which one?" β
"Uncle Tong, it's me, Hu Zhiyong."
Hu Zhiyong took the phone, stood outside the wall of the villa, and looked up at the light in the living room on the second floor of An Ziyuan. The body is obviously a famous brand, and the car on the side of the road is also a supercar. But standing in the middle of the ring road, blowing the cold wind on the top of the mountain, the whole person was full of depression.
The poverty of the poor is a file, which is accumulated over time to polish the backbone. Although it was very hard, there was always a breath to hang.
The poverty of the rich is a sharp blade, and if you stab it into the heart, you will definitely die! To enjoy a life of luxury comes the risk of falling off a cliff.
Now Hu Zhiyong has no interests, he has a sword hanging above his head, and he will fall and kill people in minutes.
Huang Shitong heard Hu Zhiyong's voice and gave Li Shaoze a look, and the two walked to the balcony together...... In order to prevent Hu Zhiyong from jumping off the wall in a hurry, Li Shaoze also kept a little more attention and could take out the gun from the storage space at any time.
Huang Shitong held on to the fence, picked up the phone and said, "Ah Yong, what are you looking for me?" β
"Uncle Tong, help me, I beg you to help me! If you don't help me, I'll jump off the building tomorrow! Hu Zhiyong looked at Huang Shitong on the balcony, and begged with the phone.
And without waiting for Huang Shitong to speak, Hu Zhiyong snapped, and his knees were already on the ground. I saw him holding his mobile phone and swearing to the sky: "As long as Uncle Tong helps me survive this time, all the funds of Dafu Bank in the future, as long as Uncle Tong wants to use it, in a word, I will help Uncle Tong transfer it when I die." β
Li Shaoze looked at Hu Zhiyong kneeling on the ground now, pleading like a dog. I thought of Hu Zhiyong politely and eloquently at the cocktail party that day.
Dignity is really worthless in front of money.
But then again, if you kneel and you can receive a huge sum of 1.5 billion, presumably many people are willing to kneel.
Huang Shitong took out a cigar from his arms, looked at the figure kneeling on the ground begging for money, thought for a full five minutes, and then spit out the white mist, and commanded loudly: "Fu Bo, help me play cards with my old friend." β