The event held by the Hong Kong Police Station was a combination of a live-fire exercise and an awards ceremony for outstanding anti-drug officers.
The conference lasted four days and concluded on Saturday afternoon.
It was originally just a routine meeting, but the reason it was scheduled for this week was only one: Yu Zhengrong wanted to free up all the police force and leave Central empty in order to facilitate Xiang Tiange's assassination of Nie Zhao.
This is a privilege reserved for the chief sheriff; if he wants to kill someone, he can mobilize the entire city's resources and leave no one with any evidence.
If the Nie family weren't the richest family, able to afford elite bodyguards, and if Nie Zhao didn't have a think tank, how could ordinary people compete with him?
Inviting Nie Zhao to present the award was also a casual invitation from Yu Zhengrong to test Nie Zhao's abilities.
But as the saying goes, for every man for himself, there is a way to counter his schemes. Nie Zhao agreed to come in order to demonstrate his approachability to the public after taking office as a new official. Of course, his security measures were also very thorough.
Yu Zhengrong knew that Nie Zhao's security team was as solid as a rock, but she still had to get things done.
Even if a gun accidentally discharges, arrangements still need to be made.
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Let's get back to Chen Rou.
At 4:20 p.m. on Saturday, she and Nie Zhao arrived at the police station in his upgraded bulletproof Rolls-Royce.
The current Hong Kong Police Station building will remain in use until the time when Chen Rou was a special police officer.
However, the entire renovation will take place, and the layout, both inside and out, will be completely different from what it is now.
Having come from a special police background, she wasn't nervous entering the police station, but seeing the long guns and microphones of reporters outside the station from afar, she was inevitably a little nervous, as she had never faced such a public occasion or so many reporters before.
A large group of reporters stood on the side of the gate, blocked by a yellow police tape, craning their necks and looking on expectantly.
Nie Zhao was sitting next to her at that moment. He had been silent the whole way, and when the car was almost here, he suddenly asked, "Are you a little scared?"
Song Yuanchao, who was in the passenger seat, had very sharp ears. He turned around and said, "Miss Chen, Mr. Wade has investigated all the reporters, and all the hospital's bodyguards are on the perimeter today, which can guarantee the safety of the reporter team."
Chen Rou wasn't nervous because there was an assassin among the reporters, but because she was afraid she would get stage fright and embarrass herself.
Because today's Hong Kong reporters are completely different from those of the future; they don't follow rules or laws, and they only care about sensational news.
Although she had made ample preparations, she was always afraid that the paparazzi would be even more cunning.
The car stopped, and Song Yuanchao got out of the car. As he stretched out his arms, Sam's hand also reached out.
Hank, Ram, and the four bodyguards instantly joined hands, forming a protective net.
Of course, the moment Song Yuanchao got out of the car, all the reporters rushed over the defense line and surged forward, just as the four bodyguards formed a semicircle and rushed to their chests.
Reporters pointed at bodyguards, cameras at chest muscles, flashes went off everywhere, and the shutter was so bright you couldn't open your eyes.
Yu Zhengrong, along with his subordinates, the Commissioner of the Independent Commission Against Corruption (ICAC), and the Inspector General of the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau (OCTB), had already arrived to open the car door.
Nie Zhao was to get out of the car first, and he must have been very nervous at that moment. After all, even if he had made thorough preparations, he might not be able to escape unscathed. The contest between him and Inspector Yu was one that would have to end in death.
But he didn't seem nervous at all. Instead, just before getting out of the car, he suddenly said, "I always thought that Arou was the kind of girl who was fearless and didn't care about anything."
Before Chen Rou could react, he had already left the car, one hand covering his tie and the other on the window.
As he stepped out of the car and turned around, he reached out his hand, raised an eyebrow, as if to say: If you're afraid, then don't come out.
Chen Rou has a short temper, and she got a little worked up after being provoked by Nie Zhao.
She's a special forces soldier from China, and in eight years, this land will be the place where her predecessors and comrades-in-arms will be on duty and guarded. What does she have to be afraid of?
Adjusting her glasses, Chen Rou took Nie Zhao's hand, and stepped out of the car amidst a blinding barrage of flashing lights in the setting sun.
There was a commotion outside, and a reporter asked, "Mr. Nie Zhao, how is Mr. Nie Rong's health?"
A reporter was also calling out: "Mr. Nie Zhao, your company announced that your second brother, Mr. Nie Yao, has resigned from his position as president due to health reasons. Could you please tell us what specific health problems he has?"
Another reporter, while thrusting forward against Song Yuanchao's chest muscles, shouted, "Mrs. Nie, look here, Mrs. Nie!"
Although Wade had privately investigated all the reporters present today, and Nie Rong had even withdrawn all the hospital's bodyguards to this area, keeping them all on the perimeter, every second was still unpredictable until they entered the police station.
Nie Zhao gripped Chen Rou's hand: "5 o'clock, wave and smile!"
As a special forces soldier, Chen Rou was best at avoiding the camera because her work required secrecy. At this moment, thanks to Nie Zhao's reminder, she turned her head, smiled, and said, "Okay, there's a group of reporters over there, some taking pictures and some recording videos."
They were reporters from several major newspapers and television stations, media outlets that Nie Zhao had already contacted to provide them with coverage. Just as Chen Rou turned around, Nie Zhao stopped and raised his hand.
This is the first photo of Hong Kong's newly crowned richest man and his wife together since their marriage.
Both were wearing the same black formal suits. Boss Nie was tall, refined, and handsome, while his wife, with her arched eyebrows, was beautiful and aloof, and the glasses on her nose added to her mystery.
Nie Zhao gave his wife another hand and said, "You can lower your head now. If you don't want to be photographed anymore, walk faster."
Chen Rou is quick-witted; she simply tossed her hair aside, thus avoiding having a bunch of strange photos taken of her.
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