Hong Kong Island Old Events

He Dingxian returned to his house and rested for the night. At night, the police brothers took the bank owner into custody and went directly to his home or bank to take out the account. At the same time, the detectives received orders and launched multiple attacks to kill other large and small banks in Wan Chai District. A total of twenty-one bank accounts were checked thoroughly.

The next day, morning.

He Dingxian put on a suit and came to the mission office. The office area was mostly empty of agents, with only a dozen people left yawning in front of a pile of account books.

When they saw the chief arriving, they quickly saluted: "Sir!"

"Sir!"

He Dingxian nodded slightly and came to the desk. Looking at the mountain of accounts, he felt dizzy: "So many?"

The account books range from thin to thick, and are all bound into volumes. The name of the bank is written on the front, and the time and semicolons are written on the inner pages. The inside is written in traditional Chinese from left to right, from top to bottom, and there are some code words in it.

It covered four desks, and some of them were taken away by the detectives for review.

He Dingxian picked up a book and flipped through it. He suddenly felt that his vision was dark, and the book was poisonous. He quickly dropped the book and cursed: "Damn it, are you really making things difficult for us?"

"Sir." Agent Qiangdi said with a bitter look on his face: "Last night, when Detective Lei and the others went to get the account books, they found that each bank had a cabinet of account books, four or five of them in the same month, and some were Some are for the tax bureau, some are for the police, some are for the Hong Kong Monetary Authority, and some are specially written for the owners of equity investors..."

"In order to ensure the accuracy of the accounts, I simply brought all the accounts back to the mission for inspection, and the one with the highest amount shall prevail."

He Dingxian swallowed: "Profiteer!"

Qiang Di was also helpless. As Lan Gang's leader, he had seen him many times before. It was the first time in his life that he had seen so many books, but he told an interesting thing: "The boss of the bank that broke your mouth yesterday, the bottom account It’s actually hidden in the closet, under my wife’s underwear.”

"Hahaha, does it smell good?" He Dingxian laughed out loud and asked with a wink. Qiangdi grinned: "It's not his concubine's aunt in her forties anymore."

"But it does smell good." Qiandi recalled for a moment and nodded, his tone seeming to be yearning.

He Dingxian patted him on the shoulder and said with his lips towards the accounts: "There is no need to check. Classify all the accounts according to their font sizes and seal them in boxes. I will ask a special accountant to come."

"You can't even calculate it accurately. It's really up to you that the mission office won't have to work for a whole year."

People below cannot fathom the ideas above. If there is something to do, they must go down to do it. However, as a leader, you cannot make things difficult for others and let those with guns use pens. Professional matters must be left to professional people.

"Thank you, sir!" Lu Di looked delighted and agreed.

He Dingxian took out two twenty Hong Kong dollars from his pocket and handed them to him and said: "Take these to treat the brothers to breakfast."

"Thank you." Lu Di grinned happily.

He Dingxian came to the locker room and checked the cabinet as usual. If there is nothing in the cabinet, he can lock the cabinet.

Unexpectedly, when I opened the cabinet, there was a whole wad of Hong Kong dollars inside. I picked it up and looked at it. There were five big wads in total, one wad was 2,000, and the total was 10,000.

"Hehe." He casually took out a stack, saw the silver seal on it, and immediately understood that Lei Luo had sorted it out after counting the boxes.

The brothers have this kind of money, Detective has it, and Detective Hua has to have it too. Among them, Detective Hua has to take the lion's share, and I guess it's not less for him.

"It's good to be a errand." He Dingxian put the Hong Kong dollars in his pocket and felt bulging, so he simply walked out of the embassy door and asked A Kun to send the money home. His cabinet remained open, with a pipe inside. …

In Inspector Hua's office, Jiang Zuhui sat on a chair with a cigarette in his mouth, slapped an ashtray in front of him, and said happily: "Axian, smoke!"

"Thank you, Brother Hui." He Dingxian sat across from the desk, shook off the ashes, and exhaled: "I would like to ask an accountant to help brothers check the accounts."

"There will definitely be a lot of accounts that need to be clarified in the future. If we don't use accountants, money will slip through our fingers, and the bosses below are not convinced."

It's best to do things with reason.

Jiang Zuhui nodded readily: "Please!"

"If you have the ability to make money for us, you should pay for it!"

He Dingxian nodded.

Jiang Zuhui continued: "In addition, I have heard about what happened last night. It was beautiful and majestic. Chief Inspector Gao admires your skills very much."

"He said he would definitely ask you to play ball again when he is done with his work." He suddenly thought of something and used his knees to put the office cabinet on top, obviously gaining a lot of benefits.

He Dingxian pretended not to see it and said with a smile: "I learned how to play from Brother Sheng. If I have the opportunity, I would like Brother Sheng to give me more guidance."

"Those who rushed to the streets last night didn't know that the police force was going to do something big. They thought I was deliberately causing trouble and wanted to offend them. Who would have thought that now not only Brother Sheng is speaking out, but even the ghost guys are siding with us. It's just me He is young and energetic, and may do things a bit too much.”

Jiang Zuhui waved his hand, with a look of disdain on his face: "It's not too much, is it just a big-headed pan? The talker of Wujiang Society looks majestic, but we are going to crush him!"

He said seriously again: "This matter is troublesome for you, and it is troublesome for me, but it is not troublesome for Chief Inspector Gao."

"If anything happens, it's Chief Inspector Gao's responsibility, but it's really satisfying that you can personally ask someone to take his head." Jiang Zuhui put out the cigarette butt and said seriously: "If it weren't for this head, maybe those bosses would Don’t be afraid, for a businessman, the bottom line is the lifeblood.”

"You're pinching their lives, hehe." Jiang Zuhui laughed mischievously.

Indeed, if you want to set some unorthodox rules, you must first establish the authority of the police force and crush the leader of the society!

Because the association is the fist of the chamber of commerce bosses, crushing the association under them is to break one of their hands.

As soon as Wujiang Society's "Big Head Pan" was alive and dead, all the halls immediately began to seize power, but no one dared to retaliate.

The Chamber of Commerce will also lose the right to retaliate.

Unless the chamber of commerce decides not to give up and raise funds to spend money to pay for it, but that may arouse the dissatisfaction of the authorities and cause business losses.

The compromise and weakness of the capitalist class are fully exposed.

This is also the reason why power can crush capital in turbulent times. If Hong Kong Island had not been supported by another power, it would have been crushed by the police long ago. It would be impossible for businessmen to treat the police as dogs. Now the police The team's power wanted to increase and steal the ghost's concession space, so they immediately dared to attack the Chamber of Commerce.

Of course, given the social environment on Hong Kong Island, it is impossible for the police to suppress the boss. After all, the boss can make the authorities take action as soon as he joins forces.

Only when you don't engage in regular business and only engage in side business, you can grasp the scale and re-establish the order of the world.

In the final analysis, Chinese-owned bosses, the police force, and associations are all third-class people begging for food in the colonies. Before they can defeat the ghosts, they all have to look at the ghosts. The bosses of the chamber of commerce earned their income by building Hong Kong Island and paying taxes. Gui Lao decentralized power, but now the police force relies on colluding with Gui Lao to transfer benefits, and begins to obtain further decentralization of power from Gui Lao, as long as they touch each other's areas.

As long as the interests of another group of ghosts are not affected, everyone has the support of ghosts behind them. Who is afraid of whom?

Although I always felt unhappy when I was treated like a dog, but in the colony, it was even worse, and I was struggling to survive in the occupied area!

You have to bow your head first!

In the future, if you become tougher, you will naturally be able to oust those at the top. In fact, this is a common concept among Chinese people in Hong Kong, and it is also one of the internal reasons for the rise of Chinese capital in the future.

Hong Kong organized overseas Chinese, donated money during the war, and built after the war. In fact, it was all so that the Chinese could raise their heads and the motherland could regain its lost ground and no longer be inferior to others!

These people are also the patriotic entrepreneurs and industrialists officially certified in the future, and are the main force behind "Hong Kong people for Hong Kong". Of course, there are also a group of die-hard compradors who serve foreigners wholeheartedly and consider themselves foreigners. Those are the real lackeys.

He Dingxian has always felt that people who want to be free, those who are ambitious are "wolves", those who are content with begging, and those who betray their ancestors are called "dogs".

He didn't feel it before, he just wanted to gain power and not be underestimated. Now after seeing the struggle in Hong Kong Island, he felt even more unhappy.

This is the basic psychology of a modern person. It doesn’t matter whether the previous life was good or bad. He wants to be a wolf!

Even a bad wolf!

It's better than being a loser all your life!

As the police force rises in power, it will inevitably encounter obstacles. The biggest resistance is the capital of the chamber of commerce, and the biggest opponent is the association.

The capital of the Chamber of Commerce is only behind the scenes, and the associations will be pushed to the front. Moreover, the police force and the associations have always been in the same position. The sudden rise of the police force will definitely cause a rebound from the associations.

The association is willing to sell three-thousand-thousand-thousand-thin noodles to Chinese agents in order to make a living, but it cannot hope to have multiple men on top of its head. In the future, it will not only work for the chamber of commerce, but also be a dog for the police. Wouldn't that be a dog among dogs?

Therefore, the police force will definitely defeat the associations and unify the world. This is why the associations are so arrogant at the moment and can compete with the police force. Historically, in another ten or twenty years, the associations will have to rely on the police force.

Of course, the "Police Force" is a large collective, and the general trend will not change. However, the "Chaoshan Gang" from Gao Yongsheng down to the most ordinary Chaoshan Gang agents are only part of the police force. The Chaoshan Gang wants to If you want to lead the trend and get the biggest dividends, you will face many opponents.

There are societies, chambers of commerce, Dongguan Gang, Wuyi Gang within the police force, ghost guys, and even our own people...

After He Dingxian left the office, he did not stay at the mission station for long. He walked out of the mission station gate and called Ni Kun, who had been waiting at the door: "Come with me to Kowloon."

"Boss, please get in the car." Ni Kun bent down and said respectfully. Since he came to work in Hong Kong Island, he has gradually become more knowledgeable. Even the high-ranking police detectives are kind to him.

This led to his rising status in the society and labor union. Not only did the rickshaw drivers in Hong Kong Island call him "Brother Kun", he was even given a straw-shoe position within the society.

You know, workers like him who only give orders to the society and do not kill people for the society usually have to carry the four-nine for the rest of their lives. Often no one wants to get ahead, and it is another group of people who are willing to rise to the top.

The club gave him a straw-shoe position, which was already a huge promotion.

At the same time, he no longer went out to pick up customers. He stayed at the door of the mission all day, waiting for his boss to use his car.

Recently, there are four or five young coachmen who want to hang out with him. They will also accompany him to wait for the bus at the mission station, and they can often attract many customers.

In the trade union, No. 7 Mission Street seemed to be his territory by default.

He naturally knew the reason for all the changes.

He Dingxian was sitting in the car when he suddenly remembered something and said, "Akun, I heard that you are going to get married soon?"