Chapter 138 Just thinking about it makes me happy
Although they both have the surname Lu, Lu Rong is much harder to catch than Lu Qian.
He is cautious in his actions and does not touch drugs or pornography.
The phenmethylolpropene at Hong Kong University was not arranged by him personally. Apart from business, he only had a shadow in the background for other matters.
The forces under him are complex and numerous, but no big shots are seen for the time being.
The investigation in West Kowloon has caused great trouble.
Jian Ruochen looked back at his colleagues in Group A who were busy, and was not sure whether Li Feiquan said this simply because he wanted to repay the favor after receiving advice, or because he thought Li Feiquan was young and easy to control.
He smiled and tried to test her: "Master Fei, I am not a police officer yet. It is against the rules to keep informants on my own. If you want to follow the informant procedure, you have to work under Guan Sir."
Li Feiquan looked embarrassed.
Consultant Jian is obviously a good boss who is generous with money and has little work to do. As long as he has no ulterior motives, he will definitely be able to make a fortune.
But Sir Guan has always been "thrifty" and it is said that he always asks the informant to pay the money.
Huang Youquan has been following him for so long, but he still can’t afford to buy a house in Hong Kong?
"No." Li Feiquan has no other hobbies except money. "Mr. Jian, Mr. Guan gave too little. You don't know that since 1970, the housing prices in Hong Kong have been rising like a rocket. Now a 1,000 square foot house in Kowloon costs 20 million! My family of six must live in a 1,000 square foot house at least."
It is said to be a thousand-foot mansion, but a thousand feet is only about eighty or ninety square meters.
20 million, 80 to 90 square meters, for six people.
Li Feiquan sighed, "The average wage in Hong Kong is only over 300 yuan now. Even if I earn 20,000 or 30,000 yuan a month to pay back the bank loan, how long can I pay it back? Sir Jian, please let me follow you!"
Jian Ruochen smiled: "Rules are rules."
He always has a smile on his face.
Kind and happy people rarely have this kind of tough feeling that does not allow for any arguments.
Li Feiquan knew that there was no hope of taking the back door, so he lowered his head and sighed, wondering why it was so hard to make money in this world.
"Going through the formal procedures is for your own good. Only registered informants will be protected. The West Kowloon Regional Police Station will treat your family well and send your children to good schools to study with the children of the police officers." Jian Ruochen took another unopened bottle of wine on the table, lowered his arm, and the cap of the sparkling wine bottle hit the corner of the table.
“Chi——”
The bottle cap was opened and white foam gushed out.
Jian Ruochen filled the cup that Li Feiquan had used, and pointed with his palm: "Master Fei, please."
Li Feiquan sighed secretly.
The wine was poured neither humbly nor arrogantly, but in a casual and unrestrained manner.
People who drink it feel like young and reckless.
Li Feiquan choked up, "I know what you mean. Being a regular insider can make the child innocent and worry-free."
But the money is so little!
Jian Ruochen smiled when she saw that he was so troubled that his face was wrinkled.
It seems that there is no ulterior motive, but the conditions did not meet expectations.
This reminds me of Li Feiquan's submissive reaction when he heard how to make money.
Jian Ruochen understood: "You don't think Jun gave you too little, do you? I have a good relationship with him, you can give him the money first, and then let him give you more money."
Li Feiquan was stunned.
Brother Jun, what brother? Who brother?
Guan Yingjun?
Did Consultant Jian call him that on purpose, wanting him to know that they really had a good relationship?
You wouldn't only dare to call me that in private, right?
He wouldn't be fooled.
"It seems you don't believe it." Jian Ruochen leaned back in the sofa in the booth.
The music in the venue stopped unconsciously. The neon lights on the ceiling were spinning, and the falling light spots swept over this side and shone on Jian Ruochen's face, making his eyes look deep and insightful, as if emitting golden light in the darkness.
"It's okay if you don't believe me. The information I gave you is enough to make you rich. If not, you can take out a loan to buy two or three houses. In 30 years, the value should be 20 times higher. Then you can sell them, which is equivalent to making 400 million yuan for retirement, which is enough for your descendants to spend." Jian Ruochen stood up and turned to leave. "I will pretend that I have never heard about the informant."
The essence of bargaining handed down from Chinese ancestors:
So expensive?
It's okay, I'll go over there and take a look.
Then turned and walked out.
Within ten steps, someone will regret it.
Jian Ruochen had only counted three steps when Li Feiquan shouted, "I'll do it!"
Isn't it just possible to have less money?
Compared to the vague business news, the money in your hands is definitely more real! The most important thing is that his child is old enough to enter primary school.
He has been doing this for so many years and knows the importance of connections and starting points.
Jian Ruochen turned around and said, "Oh? Don't you think that what Guan Sir gave you is too little?"
Li Feiquan touched his face and said, "I don't know much about stocks. I asked a professional manager to buy all your stocks for me. I can act as an informant while the stocks are making money."
Jian Ruochen didn't want to delve into it, and turned back to sit down: "Tell me the thread in your hand, I can't give it away for free, right, Master Fei?"
Li Feiquan said quickly: "I'm not worthy of this. You can just call me Xiao Fei. Actually..."
"Lu Rong must be laundering money recently."
In this day and age, it is not uncommon for black to turn white or for wealthy people to launder money.
It all depends on whether the means of money laundering are formal or not. Some wealthy people have a bunch of white gloves and use stocks or real estate speculation to launder money.
House prices are getting higher and higher, and stocks are rising and falling wildly.
This is a gray area and is under the jurisdiction of the Independent Commission Against Corruption (ICAC). The West Kowloon Crime Unit cannot investigate it.
But if the money is laundered through illegal gambling or other shady methods, West Kowloon will get involved.
Jian Ruochen's mind raced, but she didn't show it on her face. "Money laundering... He really doesn't have enough free money. He hasn't even bought the land in Kowloon Walled City."
Li Feiquan: …
As expected of the richest man in Hong Kong, his unit of calculation of money is different from others.
He said numbly: "Most of the properties left by Lu Qian were seized, and they also paid a fine. The Lu family's assets are limited, and it is not easy to launder the hidden wealth."
Jian Ruochen: "Do you know why he launders money?"
Li Feiquan was cheered up. "That's why I have the confidence to ask to be an informant! As far as I know, he is planning to invest in a project in the mainland. I don't know what he is thinking."
In the mainland, not only are prices low, but people's consumption desire is also not high. They can't even get enough to eat, and their lives are worse than those in Hong Kong.
If you have money, why invest in the mainland instead of Hong Kong?
Jian Ruochen: "..."
Li Feiquan is a man with some foresight, but not much.
Lu Rong's ultimate goal is not just to make money through the mainland. He wants to connect with the mainland through projects and continue to occupy Hong Kong after the return and opening up, becoming a prosperous local tyrant.
He wanted to use the project to buy some face with the mainland government, so that even if he made mistakes in the future, the Hong Kong courts would probably give him a break.
Jian Ruochen stood up, slapped Li Feiquan on the shoulder, and said solemnly: "Good brother, you are an informant, remember to tell me all the projects that Lu Rong wants to invest in."
He wants to rob.
"Wait for Sir Guan to tell you about other clues. I guess we need to investigate his money laundering methods. After completing the formalities, we will protect your family. Lu Rong is a moody person and not easy to deal with. In my opinion, it would be better to send him to a government primary school in the mainland. You consider it yourself." Jian Ruochen said, patted his shoulder again, and stood up and went to the corner of the bar.
Group A has finished its work.
A long row of men and women squatted at the foot of the wall, holding their heads. Some were still immersed in the aftereffects of the drugs and had not woken up, with their facial features dizzy.
Guan Yingjun said: "Zhang Xingzong, Liu Sizheng drove the people back to the police station and went through the detention procedures according to the dosage."
"Ding Gao and Huo Mingxuan took these three people who were sold by the middlemen back home, and produced materials by gram, made statements, and prepared to prosecute.
"Cao Youfang, follow me."
Everyone said in unison: "Yes sir!"
Bi Xianxian sighed, "This Cao Youfang looks like a fool, I don't think we can get any clues from him."
Even Oliver Keith, who had direct contact with Lu Rong, was also calculated and betrayed. In the end, he only said that the benzomorph on the campus of Xiangjiang University was related to Lu Rong...
"There are no flaws or clues on Lu Rong... Will we really have to catch him for another ten years?" Bi Qianqian wiped her face, looking embarrassed.
Jian Ruochen leaned over to look at the wall where a row of suspects were squatting. He estimated that they should not be able to hear anything at this distance, so he said cautiously, "I talked to Guan Sir about an informant. That Li Feiquan said he wanted to be our West Kowloon's special informant."
The difficulty on Bi Xianxian's face turned into doubt.
what happens?
How did it happen?
In the past, it would take them three to five days to negotiate for a smart and fringe gangster to serve as an informant.
They spent a month trying to find a dedicated partner like Huang Youquan who was willing to risk his life for the job. It's only been a few minutes?
Zhang Xingzong thought of Guan Sir's rough-edged wallet: "We can't afford it, right?"
This month, all the 30,000 yuan was used to order meals for the students in the locked-down building.
"Money is not a problem. I have it." Jian Ruochen said solemnly, "Li Feiquan said he can get in touch with Lu Rong."
Everyone's face turned serious.
clue!
Now, Li Feiquan, who was just persuaded by Consultant Jian, is their only hope.
Song Xuyi felt bitter in his mouth.
They just asked around, but Cao Youfang, who was such a coward, looked like he had never heard of Lu Rong. A clue was abruptly cut off.
They have no choice but to feel depressed.
But Jian Ruochen just chatted with Li Feiquan for a while in the booth and got the clues and an informant for free!
He is really old.
I am so old that I have to rely on a younger person to feel at ease.
Jian Ruochen is really amazing. If a person like him can't fly, who can fly?
He was truly convinced and completely impressed.
Guan Yingjun stared at the person beside him. His figure had grown taller and was between a young man and a teenager.
It was as if a green fruit was half ripe, and the face had more flesh, as if juice could be sipped out if bitten.
His heart was beating so fast that he couldn't help but put his hand on Jian Ruochen's back and stroke it, and then he remembered what Jian Ruochen had said to coax him in the office before.
It’s not that he can’t do without Jian Ruchen, it’s that he can’t do without Jian Ruchen.
Jian Ruochen was tickled and looked at him sideways: "Will you accept it? I think Li Feiquan is quite sincere, I guess he will just sell this place directly."
"If he doesn't sell it, this place can't continue to operate." Guan Yingjun said indifferently, "In the words of the underworld, the places that the police have swept are not strong enough."
He patted Jian Ruochen's waist with his hand and said, "I'll go meet him. Don't be afraid if you hear any noise later."
Jian Ruochen didn't understand, they had already talked about it, what else would happen?
Ten minutes later.
A loud shout came from the booth at the back: "Your uncle Guan Yingjun! I have worked hard to open this place for more than ten years and you just shut it down! Damn it, I have done nothing illegal, I will fight you today!"
Jian Ruochen looked back, only to see Li Feiquan using both hands to pull the glass coffee table up from the ground and flip it over.
The coffee table crashed to the ground and shattered into pieces.
Jian Ruochen was startled and remained silent for a while: "Is it collapsing again?"
No way, how can a deal that has been negotiated fall apart?
Bi Xianxian thought this rare dazed expression was particularly adorable, and she wanted to pinch him, but considering that Guan Sir was right in front of her, she gave up and said, "It's just a show. It's safer to just pretend that we're having a falling out."
Jian Ruochen exhaled.
Scared to death, he also needed Li Feiquan to find out what projects in the mainland Lu Rong was interested in.
Whatever Lu Rong likes, he will be the first to buy it.
Not only can it support the development of the motherland, but it can also make Lu Rong so angry that he becomes lame.
It feels good just thinking about it.
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