Chapter 144 Jealousy

What to wear?

Jian Ruochen never thought about it.

Chinese police officers are not allowed to wear any accessories that are not related to the people's police when performing their duties.

But he remembered that Hong Kong did not seem to have such strict regulations.

It was a little hot in the car, and if you moved a little, you could hear the weather-beaten passenger seat creaking as it shook.

Jian Ruochen answered irrelevantly: "Why don't you change the car?"

This car is a bit broken.

The outer shell of the side-view mirror ears is covered with scratches, and there is a coin-sized dent on the side of the front of the car. I don't know where it was caused.

Guan Yingjun smiled helplessly, "No need, it's only been open for less than a year and a half."

He and Jian Ruochen had only known each other for a year, but they had a tacit understanding that could only come from spending most of a lifetime together.

This year has been too full of ups and downs.

"I remember that Hong Kong police seem to be able to wear vegetarian rings. Why don't we wait a little longer... wait until we can wear them." Jian Ruochen said softly, turning his head to look at the crowd outside the car.

There are people all around.

There was an anti-peep film on the side of Guan Yingjun's car, but the front windshield was wiped clean and transparent, so bright that people outside could see everything when they looked inside.

He swallowed, feeling a little nervous for no reason, but he knew that he was prepared to be seen, so this nervousness was mixed with some understanding and calmness.

Guan Yingjun didn't know exactly when he would be able to bring the child again.

He straightened up and sat in silence for a while.

I don’t know what the mainland thinks about same-sex relationships.

I don’t know if such a relationship will have any impact on Jian Ruochen in the future.

If I could just be the top police officer.

So who to date and how to date is actually Jian Ruochen's freedom.

But think about the call on the 7th that didn't go through for three hours.

He also understood that the mainland would not be willing to let Jian Ruochen just be the top boss.

Jian Ruochen is an excellent and extremely trustworthy choice in a place that needs people right now.

As he thought about it, he glanced sideways at Jian Ruochen's face.

"What are you looking at?" Jian Ruochen raised his hand and touched his face, then asked with a smile, "Why don't you go home?"

Guan Yingjun pulled up the handbrake, shifted gears and drove, "What do you want to eat tonight?"

"Curry fried rice." Jian Ruochen has recently become obsessed with eating various kinds of fried rice.

The egg fried rice I had with the leader that day was so delicious that I will never forget it.

So the Toyota stopped when passing the market outside Lan Kwai Fong, Guan Yingjun got out to buy groceries, and then returned to Bauhinia Apartments.

No vicious incidents occurred in Hong Kong during the past two days, and the serious crime squad managed to complete a full seven-day holiday in peace and tranquility.

It's so peaceful that it doesn't seem like the Hong Kong of previous years.

Jian Ruochen was eating the fragrant curry fried rice, and he picked the vegetables aside with a bit of disdain, "Why do you put vegetables in the fried rice?"

"If I don't put it this way, you won't eat it." Guan Yingjun put a plate of boiled vegetables with a watery soup in front of his bowl, "You want to eat this with me?"

Jian Ruochen picked up the vegetables that he had pushed aside from the fried rice and muttered, "I declined."

Guan Yingjun laughed.

He discovered that Jian Ruochen was really good at maintaining his dignity when dealing with outsiders.

In order to have a say and to be more authoritative, he will take the initiative and put himself in a higher position.

That was his protective shell.

But when he interacts privately with acquaintances whom he truly trusts, he is just a normal college student.

It's pretty good and makes people feel soft-hearted.

The more people understand you, the more they like you.

How come it’s only number 10?

Strong emotions were churning in Guan Yingjun's chest, but he didn't show it on his face. He ate calmly and expressionlessly.

The news was playing on the TV in the living room.

"Recently, an armed robbery occurred at Youshang Gold Shop in Repulse Bay, Xiangjiang Island, with a loss of more than 20 million Hong Kong dollars. The Royal Xiangjiang Police Station had a gunfight with the robbers while chasing the criminals. Three people were injured at the scene, and a pregnant woman passing by was seriously injured and rescued. Two Repulse Bay patrolmen were shot in the head by the robbers with guns while maintaining order and died on the spot... Please see the detailed report of the scene below."

Jian Ruochen subconsciously raised his head and looked at the screen from a distance.

Reporter at the scene: "We can see that the Youshang Gold Store is in a mess. All the glass counters are smashed. There are several bullet holes on the walls, which is enough to show how fierce the fight was at that time."

"There were some relatively small pieces of gold jewelry scattered on the floor of the gold shop, mostly earrings and pendants, and all the big pieces were sold out."

"The price of gold is now showing a slow downward trend. I don't know why the robbers would try to rob gold. Our station has invited an economics expert. Please see the detailed analysis below."

On the TV screen, the figures of the forensic department who were working within the cordon flashed by and returned to the studio.

An expert in a suit sat at the table.

The host continued: "Teacher Yang has studied the trend of gold for many years. I wonder what Teacher Yang thinks?"

"Although the price of gold has a downward trend, it has been a currency since ancient times." Teacher Yang held his head high and was confident and generous. "Today, Hong Kong is vigorously improving public security, so many gray areas have been reduced. After the crackdown, the ways for marginalized people in society to obtain money have become fewer, so they will find other ways."

The expert named Yang was secretly proud of himself. He thought that these stupid female anchors who only had good looks were the easiest to guide. As long as he used a little rhetoric, he would be able to achieve his goal.

The host laughed and said, "So what you mean is... cutting people's gray income has actually led to the occurrence of robberies and other such cases? Is this an overreaction?"

"I didn't say that." Yang said with a satisfied smile, "It's just that gray income can also allow people to gain dignity and maintain decency. It is their freedom and right to choose to obtain this part of income. Our Hong Kong is a place that respects human rights."

Jian Ruochen raised his eyebrows and even his rice-eating movements slowed down a little.

Except for socialist countries, most human rights in capitalist systems are just a joke drawn up by politicians.

Expert Yang "inadvertently" changed the subject a little, and then immediately returned to the main topic: "Although the price of gold continues to fall and will not appreciate for the time being, it is always the currency that can be sold the fastest and is the easiest to cash in. This may be the reason why the robbers chose to rob gold."

The host of Hong Kong Metro News TV laughed and said, "You just said that obtaining gray income is the freedom and right of the people. Then I would like to ask, do the patrol officers of the Hong Kong Royal Police Station also have the right to survive the robbers' shooting?"

Expert Yang froze, opened his mouth awkwardly, and his expression was frozen.

He had never expected the smiling TV anchor to ask such a question.

Just now, this woman, under his guidance, said something like "overcorrection"!

Did she take the bait on purpose, just to strike back at this moment?

Expert Yang felt a chill all over his body and laughed, "Of course there are. Shooting is too radical and not advisable..."

Jian Ruochen finished his last bite of rice and said, "This host is quite clever. If he can find STN..."

Guan Yingjun paused while clearing the dishes and said, "STN already has a lot of news geniuses."

Jian Ruochen is the greatest journalistic genius.

A master at manipulating public opinion.

"You have to leave a little for your competitors. Meidu News is under Gu Youming's media company." Guan Yingjun said.

Jian Ruochen thought of Gu Youming, who wore gold-rimmed glasses and looked like a refined middle-aged man, "Then let's keep it for him."

He thought for a moment, leaned against the kitchen door, looked at Guan Yingjun who was washing dishes, and commented on Gu Youming with his arms folded: "Gu Youming's economic sense is much stronger than Lu Rong's. He decisively withdrew from Hong Kong right after I inherited the family business."

"I had just invested 5.9 billion in the mainland, and he immediately followed suit, listing the assets he had transferred out, and then circulating them into the mainland to seize the financial market and open up the situation."

"He is also politically courageous. At a time when many people wanted to flee to Hong Kong, he gave up his Hong Kong identity and changed his place of origin to Sichuan. The key is that he is really graceful and would not break the law."

Jian Ruochen concluded: "We can be friends."

Guan Yingjun's forehead twitched when he heard this.

He rinsed the foam off his fingers, and suddenly felt a little uneasy.

Jian Ruochen is so outstanding that it makes people feel like they are not good enough.

Guan Yingjun turned on the water again and cleaned the sink: "Gu Youming is 38 years old this year."

Jian Ruochen was stunned: "Yeah."

From this angle, you can see Guan Yingjun's back muscles bulging and bulging when he exerts force.

He thought for a moment, took off his shoes quietly, walked barefoot to Guan Yingjun's side and peeked at his expression.

Oh, listen to him praise other men.

Jealous.

But he knew that his jealousy was unfounded, so he kept silent and just cleaned the sink which was already shiny.

Guan Yingjun's personality is actually quite cute sometimes.

Jian Ruochen could roughly deduce Guan Yingjun's thoughts, which was that Gu Youming was too rich, and he was also too rich.

This made Guan Yingjun feel a little anxious and worried.

But in fact, Guan Yingjun is also quite rich.

The salary that was handed over was not left unused but mixed into the assets for Uncle Luo to manage. It is estimated to have increased several times now.

At least 50 million.

Fifty million, he couldn't have earned that much in his previous life anyway.

Guan Yingjun saw Jian Ruochen putting on his shoes and stepping on the cold tiles. He immediately threw away the cleaning utensils in his hand, washed his hands hastily, and picked him up. "It's been autumn for so long. The cold starts from the feet. Remember to wear shoes."

Jian Ruochen didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "You are more controlling than my dad."

Guan Yingjun didn't say anything.

Jian Ruochen leaned close to his ear and said, "At least Gu Youming doesn't care whether others wear shoes when they step on the tiles. You care about me."

The heart in Guan Yingjun's chest felt like it was poured with molten iron.

Scalding and boiling.

He knew it when he realized he liked Jian Ruochen last year.

In the days to come, reason will have to retreat again and again.

Jian Ruochen only needed to say a few words to coax him, and he would be done for.

How come it’s only number 10?

He felt that he couldn't endure number 11.

Guan Yingjun held Jian Ruochen in his arms, stood at the kitchen door and thought for a while, then put him down and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't coax me. Put on your shoes and go do something. I still haven't read half of the file in the study. I'm going to take a shower."

"I won't watch it today." Jian Ruochen jumped down and kicked his feet into his slippers. "It's still hot today."

I was sweating all over.

"I need to wash first." He said, walking towards the bathroom, pulling up his clothes by the hem as he walked, without any manners at all.

Wait until the bathtub is filled with water, step in, lie on the edge and look out.

Guan Yingjun's figure was visible through the frosted glass on the bathroom door. After a while, a voice came from outside: "Did you forget to take your change of clothes on purpose?"

Jian Ruochen smiled, and his voice came out from the crack of the door that was not closed tightly: "Yes."

The little bad guy in his heart crossed his legs in smugness.

Guan Yingjun is a man of his word. If he says we will do it tomorrow, it definitely means tomorrow.

If you don't tease today, you will have to pay the price for last year's teasing tomorrow.

Why not have some fun today!

Otherwise... Jian Ruochen's mind flashed through many street novels that he had read while strolling around the antique market with his classmates in his previous life.

If he doesn't have enough fun today, won't he lose everything tomorrow?

As a man, he knows himself well.

Jian Ruochen shouted to the door: "Can you please go get me some clothes?"