"Lei Zai, what are you going to do with such a big sum of money, whether it's investment or business. If you want to do business, I'll introduce you to a few friends, and you can make sure you keep it without losing anything." asked Lard Zai.

"I don't know how to do business, and I don't have the time and energy. It's better to buy a house and collect rent. Brother Zai, you know more people. Help me introduce a few front-end houses and this tenement building. I'm going to buy it.

, please help me contact the landlord to see how much it will cost."

Lei Weidong took out the cash check, wrote down the number of five hundred thousand, tore it off and handed it to Lard Zai, saying, "Brother Zai, I'll treat you to tea with the rest of the money."

"Okay, Lei Zai, you are so generous, I will pay you as my friend." After looking at the amount on the check, Lard Zai smiled happily and said:

"The first thing I do when lard boy comes out is loyalty. Lei Zi, you are so generous, I can't let you suffer. Have you ever thought about taking a step closer and becoming a police sergeant?"

In 1974, due to the stock market crash and then the oil crisis, the economy of Xiangjiang, which suffered two heavy losses, fell to a low point. Not only did the stock market hit its lowest point, but so did housing prices.

Second-hand houses in urban areas used to cost at least 500 yuan per square foot, but now they are almost 50 yuan per square foot, which means you can buy them for 500 yuan per square foot. A common 40-square-meter house that can accommodate three people costs 20,000 yuan.

You can buy it for blocks.

This price is nothing in the Mainland, because in the 21st century there are cities where you can buy a house for tens of thousands of yuan, but in Xiangjiang this price is already the bottom line and cannot go any lower.

For example, the tenement building where Lei Weidong lives in, including the facade room, only adds up to more than 600 to less than 700 square meters, and the market price is only about 300,000 yuan. Lei Weidong directly gave Lard 500,000 yuan, obviously there is a deal

Good intention.

"I'm definitely willing to be a police chief, but at my age, being a police chief is too..." Lei Weidong took a step back and expressed his concerns.

"You're definitely not going to be a detective at your age. The police chief is so stupid, just leave it to me." Lardboy patted his chest and said, "I'll mention it to Brother Luo some other time. Just wait until you take up the post."

There are more than 30,000 Chinese policemen in the Xiangjiang Police Force, among whom the highest-ranking one is Lei Luo, Chief Chinese Detective.

The detectives in the following three districts are called senior detectives.

Further down are the detectives from each division, more than twenty in total.

Together with the senior detective and the chief detective, they constitute the top echelon of the Chinese police.

Further down is the police chief. There are many people in this group. Each police station has a dozen or even dozens of them. The entire police force has hundreds of people in total. It is very easy to insert Lei Weidong, not to mention Lei Luo.

It can be done in one sentence, and many detectives can do it.

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"Uncle Biao, please accept your kindness."

The next day, Lei Weidong came to the plainclothes unit of the police station with a large bag of snacks and gave them to everyone he saw, especially Uncle Biao, who gave them a big red envelope.

"Two hundred yuan, Lei Zai, did you win the Mark Six Lottery or found the money? Why are you so generous?" Uncle Biao asked in surprise when he opened the red envelope and looked at the two hundred-dollar bills inside.

"I didn't win the Mark Six Lottery and didn't pick up any money. I just went to Macau to play a few games yesterday and won some money. Let's share the blessings with everyone today." Lei Weidong smiled and distributed snacks to his colleagues in the plainclothes team.

"Lei Zai, don't get involved in gambling. No matter how much you win, you may lose it." Uncle Biao was very worried when he heard Lei Weidong gamble.

The casinos in Macau are very powerful. They don't care if you are a police officer or not. As long as you lose, you have to pay. If you don't pay, you can go directly to Xiangjiang to collect the money.

"Don't worry, Uncle Biao. I understand the importance. I won't go to Macau again. If you want to go, interrupt my retreat. You go ahead. I'm going to practice shooting. You can help me distribute the remaining things."

After stuffing the snacks in the bag into Uncle Biao's arms, Lei Weidong walked towards the gun room.

I feel uncomfortable if I don't practice shooting for a day. Today I have to make up for yesterday's vacancy.

"Uncle Dong, this is your red envelope. I have troubled you so much during this time." When he came to the gun room, he saw Yang Jindong sorting out reports. Lei Weidong took out the red envelope from his arms and handed it over.

"How can you give me a red envelope if it's not a holiday or a birthday? Did you win money in Macau?" Unlike Uncle Biao, Yang Jindong knew that Lei Weidong had gone to Macau yesterday. When he saw the money in the red envelope, his first reaction was Lei Weidong.

Weidong won.

"I won, and I won big. Today, not only Uncle Dong, but also Uncle Biao, I gave red envelopes, so that everyone can feel a little happy too." Lei Weidong explained.

"How much did you win, Lei Zai? Remember what I told you, you will lose if you bet ten times. Once you get involved in gambling, it will be a huge trouble." Yang Jindong said, he did not want his promising apprentice to be ruined by gambling.

"It's a lot of money that ordinary people can't make in a lifetime." Lei Weidong shrugged and said, "So, Uncle Dong, please give me 500 rounds of ammunition.

"Five hundred rounds of ammunition, Lei Zai, why are you so crazy?"

"The gambling addiction is too great, especially after winning, I have to divert my energy." Lei Weidong pointed at the red envelope in Yang Jindong's hand and said,

"Uncle Dong, you must help me. You don't want me to go to Macau again and lose my fortune."

"Indeed, the addiction to gambling is even greater after winning than after losing. Gamblers win first and then lose before getting deeper into the trap." Yang Jindong nodded, "You have a good attitude, Uncle Wang, I support you.

"Here are five hundred rounds of ammunition. If there are not enough, I must give up my gambling addiction."

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Lardboy has a wide network of connections, and both black and white people give him face. It is too easy to find someone. In just one day, he found out who the owner of the tenement building was, what his business was and where he lived.

And I also know that due to the oil crisis, the economic situation in Xiangjiang has been very bad in the past two years. The consumer goods business cannot make much money, so the British people want to end the business and return to China for development, and by the way sell all the properties in Xiangjiang.

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The tenement building has long been wanted to be sold, but no buyer can be found.

Lardboy then came to his door and had a good talk with him.

Then he found out that the person who wanted to buy his own house was Luo Ge's follower Lei Weidong. The British guy didn't dare to open his mouth, so he sold the tenement building to Lei Weidong for 240,000 yuan.

Let Lardboy get a big deal.

Of course, Lardboy reciprocated the favor and helped with all the transfer procedures. The next day, he had someone deliver the house deed to Lei Weidong, and also helped Lei Weidong complete the steps needed to be promoted to sergeant.

In other words, if Lei Weidong does nothing, he will be a police sergeant by the end of next month at the latest.
Chapter completed!