"well."

One week later.

Wan Chai, Police Department.

Police cafeteria.

Song Zijie sat down with the meal, sighed, picked up the chopsticks, and ate lunch.

He ate without any taste and felt a bitter look on his face.

Li Ying sat opposite him, handed a bottle of soda and said, "Don't worry."

"Ajie."

Ajie took the soda, guru, picked up the bottle and drank it in big gulp.

The Longshi Shipyard has been reorganized and the sign has been replaced. The news about the boss has been broadcast on the news.

Wan Chai Police Station, inspector level, middle-level and above.

Even some big shots in the police force.

In fact, everyone knows that Song Zijie's father-in-law's house runs a shipyard, and even knows the black background of his father-in-law back then.

However, since it has been turned into a regular business and is useful to the Hong Kong economy, there is nothing to investigate.

Now everyone knows that Ajie's family is in trouble.

The "guys" at the Wan Chai Police Station naturally did not take any action and sarcastically mocked her good brother "Ajie". On the contrary, everyone was very concerned about Ajie's mood and condition, and were afraid that Ajie would have something to do... and the bad condition would affect official duties.

It doesn't seem very good if something goes wrong.

Therefore, Li Ying and Huang Qifa have been watching Ajie very closely recently, so as not to affect his future if Ajie does something wrong.

"Don't worry."

"I won't do anything wrong." Song Zijie smiled, handsome and elegant, responding to the care of his good brothers.

Huang Qifa was wearing a uniform, grabbed a chicken leg in his hand, bitten it, and said fatly: "Since you said that your Laodou Shipyard was hacked by his subordinates, then ask the guys from the Commercial Crime Investigation Department for help?"

"We are policemen. We want to find some trouble and can find out some of them."

"Not only if you take all the shipyards back, at least you will force the other party to the negotiating table, and you can fight for some benefits from all over the world!"

"After all, that's a big factory worth tens of millions of dollars..."

Huang Qifa's greasy big lips collided up and down, and he frowned and expressed a very realistic opinion.

Although Li Ying is considered an upright and upright police officer, it is not wrong to use some means when encountering things from brothers.

At this time, he sat next to him without saying a word.

Song Zijie drank the soup and said, "I have thought of this method. I asked Director Huang Weiyao in advance. You also know that I, a senior inspector, have some face in the Wan Chai Police Station. You want me to go across departments to find the Commercial Crime Investigation Section.

Who are you looking for? A few Ah Pian didn't know me at all, so I could only ask the big guy to help you with a breath."

"But Huang Lie said that I, Lao Dou, had a dark history before, and he didn't dare to help me communicate with the Commercial Crime Department. He asked me to go and ask Zhuang Lie in person, and he would talk to me next to me."

Huang Weiyao is not shirking responsibility, but after he has a higher position, he is more careful in his work.

After all, he carries the mission of "a gun of kindness" and dare not embarrass his senior Uncle Biao!

Li Ying said, "At the end of the month, the village privately asked everyone to make a side furnace."

"You can say that then."

After one or two months, the village will bring everyone together to give the backbones a chance to meet.

Although all the big bosses from the Zhuang Group will be there at that time, they are just supporting roles, but they still have the opportunity to say something and ask something, so Huang Weiyao asked Song Zijie to ask Zhuang personally. Therefore, this question is not

Refusal is based on real opportunities.

In addition, it will take one or two months to go through the court process when it comes to equity disputes and commercial investigations. It will take a month or two to find a suitable opportunity to tell the boss that it is not too late.

Song Zijie nodded: "Yes."

He did not hypocritically and said frankly: "Actually, the shipyard is gone, and my father-in-law's family also has some savings and property. I have police subsidies and benefits, which are basically enough. I think it is not the shipyard that is inverted...

”

"What is that?"

Huang Qifa asked a little depressedly.

"It's the brothers under my Lao Dou... His brothers used to be a non-stop player, but now there is a slutty boy who takes the lead. In addition, the business was not good last year..."

Song Zijie didn't finish his words.

Huang Qifa nodded and said, "I understand."

"You are worried that you will take the blame and something will happen to those brothers."

"It seems you really treat him like a bean."

Song Zijie smiled: "My parents passed away early, Xiaohui and his family were very nice to me. Of course, I would treat my fourth uncle as a relative."

His smile was kind and pure, Huang Qifa and Li Ying's eyes all showed praise.

"Okay, okay, I don't care about me. After dinner, I have to go to the venue of the tour and Liansheng. I'm going to be shining." Song Zijie hurriedly took a few more mouthfuls of the food, ate and drank enough, put all the dishes and chopsticks in hand, and carried them.

The dining plate leaves the cafeteria.

Li Ying and Huang Qifa almost finished eating, so they returned the plate to the canteen aunt, and went to the garden to lit a cigarette and sucked it, swallowing the clouds and fog, looking like a living god.

A week later, Song Zijie returned home, took off his leather shoes, and when he walked into the living room, he put a stack of US dollars on the bar counter of the wine cabinet.

The family lives in a single-family villa, and the decoration is still very luxurious.

Long Xiaohui was walking out of the kitchen with a pot of soup, and asked with a smile: "Ajie, why do you bring a stack of US dollars when you get home?"

"You shouldn't be collecting black money?" Long Xiaohui put down the casserole and looked at the counter with a stack of US dollars.

Song Zijie took off the scarf from his neck and shook his head and said, "What kind of black money is it? It's fake!"

"Hmm?" Long Xiaohui looked puzzled and started to serve soup for her husband.

Long Si's ears moved slightly, sat on the sofa with his eyes solemn, and stood up and walked towards the restaurant.

Song Zijie pulled a chair and sat at the dining table, picked up the soup bowl and said, "Recently, counterfeit money has appeared on the market."

“It’s strange.”

"I suspect that a counterfeit banknote factory has returned to its old business and has to react to the superiors and find out the master behind the scenes."

Long Si took out a "counterfeit banknote" from the bar, folded it and put it in his pocket, walked into the restaurant, pulled out the chair and sat down.

He didn't ask Ajie about the case... because neither Ajie nor Xiaohui knew that Long Si's "business" back then was to sell counterfeit US dollars.

"Dad, try the soup I cooked." Long Xiaohui served a bowl of soup and handed it to Long Si.

"Thank you for my baby daughter." Long Si took Tang Wan and preached with a smile.

Kowloon.

Wang Ji.

Zhuang Shikai was wearing a casual jacket and sat next to a round table. There was a copper pot on the round table, and stacks of side dishes for rinsing.

This is a very real Hong Kong-style hotpot restaurant in Mong Kok, which is very suitable for people to have dinner together. There are only four or five tables in the small store. At this moment, there are dozens of police backbones in casual clothes and senior Hong Kong police officers sitting.

"Everyone is hungry, eat first, eat it before chatting." Zhuang Shikai filled himself with a bottle of wine, and poured a small plastic cup, which was not at all stylish, but it was full of the smell of fireworks in the city.

Just kidding, it’s not a big event to celebrate tonight, so naturally there is no need to pay attention to the pomp.

And you can find brothers to gather together at will. The most suitable place is the old street shop. How can I go to a five-star hotel every day?

In a five-star hotel, the brothers thought they were "guests"! How could they have the atmosphere of "owners"?

"Eat, don't be idle!" Zhou Huabiao and others picked up chopsticks, picked up fat cows, and put the lettuce into the copper pot.

At a table below, Huang Qifa picked up the mutton with chopsticks, turned his head toward Li Ying, and asked, "Little Eagle Eagle, have you seen Ajie?"

Li Ying rolled his eyes: "I didn't see it!"

At the end, he added: "It seems like I'm going home to change my clothes."

"Drip." It was dripping light and medium rain outside the window. The raindrops hit the door gate. The worker stepped forward and pulled the glass door tightly.

Huang Qifa nodded and said, "Oh..."

"Why haven't you come yet?"

Huang Qifa was a little upset.

Generally speaking, unless you report in advance, have something at home, or go on a mission, no one dares to temporarily release pigeons at the party called by Zhuang.

Not attending the party is a small matter, and not respecting Mr. Zhuang is a big matter!

What's more, this is still an opportunity for Ajie?

Huang Weiyao interrupted, "I'll wait and go to the bathroom to call him."

It seems that this direct chief is still very concerned about his subordinates.
To be continued...