Chapter 177 Banquet (2 in 1)
After taking a shower and finishing his work, Jian Ruochen went downstairs and talked to Luo Binwen for a while.
These are all old cliches about family businesses. The most shocking thing is that the first mobile phone with a camera was already in sight, and it could have been released as early as 1997.
Jian Ruochen was stunned for a long while before he spoke slowly: "Money is indeed the lubricant of scientific research and the accelerator of technology."
Luo Binwen was a little disappointed, "You are willing to spend money and have foresight."
This enterprise, which was acquired by Conant halfway, suddenly grew rapidly under the guidance of the young master, and its revenue accounted for the bulk of the total revenue of Hong Kong's industries.
Luo Binwen stared at Jian Ruochen for a long while, wanting to ask him how he and Guan Yingjun got along, but he was afraid of interfering too much and causing rebellion.
After entering the police academy, I couldn't go home for 6 months.
In the past, Jian Ruochen was always very busy, but he would go home at least three or four days a week to stay and have meals, and sometimes he would stay in the mountaintop villa for seven days.
He hadn't seen her for half a year, and just thinking about her made Luo Binwen's eyes turn red.
His young master is going to live a hard life again.
He wanted to say: Let’s not go to police school.
But looking at Jian Ruochen's clear and determined eyes, he couldn't open his mouth no matter what.
The two looked at each other for a while.
Luo Binwen asked: "After studying at the police academy for half a year, you need to call back often."
"School doesn't start until September, it's still early, and..." Jian Ruochen paused, his eyes wandered for a moment, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I'm studying for the 36-week course."
Not half a year.
Luo Binwen calculated and asked in surprise, "9 months?"
For half a month he felt that his suffering was absurd.
9 months?
"The courses at the Hong Kong Police Academy are divided into different levels. If I want to go for the management level, I have to study the 9-month course." Jian Ruochen said, holding Luo Binwen's finger to comfort him, "A chief superintendent like Guan Sir also has to take a 14-week advanced command course."
"36 weeks is actually not very long. I heard that police schools in the mainland..." He talked about how police schools in the mainland have a four-year curriculum.
After listening to the training content in the mainland, Luo Binwen immediately felt that the 36-week course was very humane and he did not feel that the time was long or the task was too heavy.
But he still couldn't stop feeling melancholy.
Seeing this, Jian Ruocheng quickly turned on the TV and turned up the volume to maximum to divert Luo Binwen's attention.
It was around five in the afternoon.
The Kowloon Magistrates' Courts are conducting an open trial of Luk Wing, with the live footage being broadcast live by STN.
The judge sat solemnly on the platform and said as the hammer fell: "…The Kowloon Magistrates' Court pronounced the verdict! The defendant Lu Rong was found guilty of five crimes: intentional homicide, money laundering, endangering public safety, trafficking in dangerous drugs, and bribery."
"Directly or indirectly, more than 100 families were torn apart and nearly 100 people were killed. The means of crime were extremely cruel, the circumstances of the crime were particularly bad, the consequences of the crime were serious, and the social harm was extremely great. He shall be severely punished according to law!"
As the words fell, there were some suppressed gasps at the scene.
Jian Ruochen looked up and actually saw the figures of the families of the victims of the "Hong Kong University Benzodiazepine Jumping Case" and the "Building Bombing Case".
The look of hatred was so deep that it seemed as if he wanted to skin the person alive and nail Lu Rong to the pillar of shame.
The judge faced such a look, not daring to delay, and said in a deep voice: "The verdict is as follows."
"The defendant Lu Rong was convicted of multiple crimes and sentenced to death with a two-month reprieve. He was also fined 3.8 billion yuan..."
Once the gavel falls, the verdict cannot be changed.
The men and women in the gallery and the witness stand suddenly jumped up, hugged each other, and cried with joy.
"That's great! I thought... I thought he wouldn't be sentenced to death!"
"No, I can't judge."
"I knew it wouldn't be possible! The press conference at the Kowloon West Regional Police Station was so transparent, what else can the Kowloon Magistrates' Courts do?"
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Inside Kowloon West Regional Police Station.
When Tao Hongyun heard this sentence from the TV, he immediately laughed and looked at the deputy commander beside him, "How can it be attributed to the press conference..."
The press conference only dealt the final blow to the British Hong Kong government and Lu Rong, leaving them with no chance of recovery.
In the final analysis, it was Jian Ruochen who risked his life to obtain the key evidence hidden in the casino.
The West Kowloon Regional Police Station, ICAC and CIB of the Police Force fought back and forth with the British Hong Kong regime based on the evidence he brought back.
Without Jian Ruochen, it is unknown how long this battle without the smoke of gunpowder will last, and it is unknown whether we can win in the end.
The deputy commander looked at the two small cards on the table and said, "Commander Tao, shall we go eat?"
Tao Hongyun suddenly revealed an indescribable expression.
He is almost sixty years old and has come through turbulent times. It is still a little difficult for him to accept two men being together.
Between men, the yin and yang are out of balance!
How is this possible?
But...but, Guan Yingjun and Jian Ruochen are not his children. They have not eaten a grain of rice or drunk a sip of water from his family.
There is no reason for him to be so lenient.
"Is Le Jinwen going?" Tao Hongyun asked.
The deputy commander opened his mouth in confusion, but before he could say anything, Tao Hongyun slapped his forehead and said, "Yes, the director finally came out to show his face and wanted to keep Jian Ruochen by his side. He must agree."
Tao Hongyun said, standing up and straightening his clothes, "Brother Yi has gone, so I must go too."
This is called political direction.
night.
There are dozens of square tables in the Kowloon Hotel.
The cold dishes on the table haven't been served yet, but looking at the menu, there are dishes from all over Chinese cuisine.
Everyone first picked up the wine glasses from the plates brought by the waiter and drank to celebrate, congratulating several inspectors and superintendents on their promotions, and also celebrating the fall of the Lu family and the successful completion of the special investigation team's mission.
Today is the time to raise a glass and drink.
Jian Ruochen was wearing a silver-gray silhouette suit, and his short hair had slightly fluffy bangs that fell on his forehead and eyebrows, swaying gently with his movements. Between the collar of his shirt hung a bolo tie with a blue oval ring-shaped gemstone, which made him look formal yet unrestrained, and he appeared at ease when clinking glasses with others.
Guan Yingjun stood behind him, wearing a silver-gray and blue double-breasted silhouette suit of similar color, which made his lines look tough and powerful.
The bow tie around his neck was tied in the standard police uniform style, and all the hair on his forehead was pulled up, exposing his sharp eyebrows and forehead, which looked extremely oppressive.
There were not many people from the Police Department, they were all old gentlemen from the management level.
Fang Kaichang raised his glass and clinked it with Guan Yingjun's, saying with a smile, "You finally agreed to come up."
Guan Yingjun finished the champagne in one gulp. "The Jiang and Lu families have finished their investigation. If I don't come up, there will be no work to do."
Fang Kaichang choked.
What arrogant words.
He turned to Le Jinwen and said, "Your nephew is so arrogant even though he has started a family. You need the little god of wealth to take care of him."
Little god of wealth.
In the past, it was only a group in West Kowloon that was shouting, but now the entire West Kowloon Regional Police Station, the ICAC and even the Police Force are all shouting.
This little god of wealth truly deserves the title.
It was unexpected that one person was able to lead most of the members of the special investigation team to skip levels and be promoted, and even made the Police Force and ICAC reap huge profits from the performance.
This is the first time since the police profession was established in Hong Kong.
Le Jinwen chuckled and said, "Didn't he come up here just for Jian Ruchen?"
Doesn’t he know this nephew yet?
If no one gives him a push, he'll work himself to death in the action group.
If it weren't for Jian Ruochen...
Le Jinwen's eyes dimmed.
Someone like Guan Yingjun who remembers the hatred for his parents so deeply might be tripped up by the special investigation team and never be able to get out.
He will not give up until the Jiang family and the Lu family disappear.
Le Jinwen thought for a while, then looked up and found that although Guan Yingjun was still standing in front of them, his eyes were fixed on the other side.
Over there, Jian Ruochen was moving among the crowd, chatting happily with a handsome man from Interpol's China Central Bureau.
"Are you the person sent from the mainland to supervise legislation? Judging from your Mandarin accent, you seem to be from Xiangtan!" Jian Ruochen said, tilting the rim of his cup slightly, and with quick eyes and hands, he clinked glasses with the other person who was slightly shorter than him. He raised his head and hand, but before he finished drinking, his hand holding the cup was grabbed down by someone.
The Xiangtan man said happily, "Drink less. Didn't the doctor tell you not to drink too much?"
Jian Ruochen smiled and said, "Are you so well-informed?"
No wonder it's Interpol.
"How do you know I'm from Hunan?" He scratched his hair. "My speech... is so unstandard?"
Seeing that he was shy, Jian Ruochen stopped joking and said seriously, "I've heard Chairman Mao's speeches. Your accents are quite similar."
In the 1990s, this was definitely the greatest compliment for a mainlander.
The man immediately laughed until his teeth showed, and he changed from a leader in a suit to a country boy. "Haha, they are not very similar. If you think about it carefully, we are not from the same place."
"You can't say that." Jian Ruochen winked at him and whispered, "If you think about it carefully, we are all from the same place, we are all Chinese."
After the words were spoken, the two smiled at each other.
The man stretched out his hand and said, "My name is Peng Yongchao."
"Hello." Jian Ruochen shook his hand. "I heard that the British are trying to add about ten seats to the Legislative Council and try every means to insert their own people."
I haven't heard much, it's all history that he studied.
It just depends on whether people in the mainland can trust him.
If you ask in detail, you can only make up some sources of information using Conant's identity.
Peng Yongchao immediately looked serious, but he didn't ask any more questions. "I will report it to the higher authorities for investigation."
“You can make some concessions when it comes to spy deals, but you must never back down when it comes to placing seats in the Legislative Council, otherwise…” A trace of worry flashed across Jian Ruochen’s brows.
Otherwise there will be major hidden dangers.
He has learned the history of Hong Kong very well. Many of the problems were left over from the handover, especially the Legislative Council.
At that time, the National Security Law was not incorporated into Hong Kong's return to China. This was the reason why spies were able to act lawlessly.
The rampant drug use is one of the hidden dangers.
So no matter what, there can no longer be any British presence in the Legislative Council.
He has come this far, and he would be unwilling not to do something.
Peng Yongchao patted Jian Ruochen on the shoulder and said, "I will report it immediately. Thank you for your efforts, comrade."
Jian Ruochen nodded, turned around and saw Guan Yingjun standing not far away, chatting and laughing with Ji Bailou and Liu Qi.
He walked around the crowd for a while and quietly approached them, only to hear Liu Qishang joking, "Superintendent Guan, Consultant Jian will inevitably have to socialize in the future. Maybe some ignorant people will introduce little boys and girls to him. How do you feel now?"
Jian Ruochen pricked up his ears and waited for Guan Yingjun's answer.
Guan Yingjun took a sip of wine, leaned against the wall, lowered his eyes to look at the pattern of the hotel carpet, and curled his lips lazily, "He...always has to go home."
Liu Qishang and Ji Bailou both swallowed their wine.
How strange.
Guan Yingjun is actually like this when dating. He seems very strong, but in fact he is the weaker party in the relationship.
This sentence actually feels like... a poor husband waiting for his cheating wife to come home.
That being said, Guan Yingjun felt that if there really was someone else who prevented Jian Ruochen from returning home, he would probably go crazy in silence.
Just thinking about this assumption made him feel as if his heart was broken.
Ji Bailou looked at Liu Qishang again and asked with a smile, "Sir Liu, after Commander Tao retires, Ms. Lin will be promoted to the Chief Commander of the West Kowloon Regional Police Station. What do you think?"
Liu Qishang thought about it and felt that his situation was no better than Guan Yingjun's. He was filled with sorrow and groaned, covering his face and saying, "...it will be fine if she goes home tonight."
If he asked about Lin Yazhi's schedule every day, Lin Yazhi would definitely fire him.
Jian Ruochen watched for a few moments, and seeing that they were teasing Ji Bailou's marriage again, he turned around and walked around in the crowd again.
This time, Le Jinwen took him to identify people. Everyone knew about Lu Rong's death sentence, so they used this incident to praise Jian Ruochen, saying that Le Jinwen had a good vision and found a particularly outstanding apprentice.
Le Jinwen quickly said modestly that Jian Ruochen was not his apprentice. After being humble for a few minutes, he proudly boasted that the relationship between them was like that of a father and his godson.
Chen Yunchuan rolled his eyes and whispered to him to stop showing off. Butler Luo's eyes were already looking at them in a strange way.
When all the hors d'oeuvres were served and they were about to sit down to start the banquet, Jian Ruochen grabbed a thick handful of business cards, all of which were from new friends.
The dishes cooked by the chef of Kowloon Hotel are indeed delicious and rich. The Sichuan dishes also take into account the taste of Cantonese cuisine, and the spiciness is reduced, making them only fragrant but not spicy.
Jian Ruochen felt happy while eating, and he also felt more comfortable drinking.
Later in the banquet, the deputy commissioner of police who was about to retire came over to drink with Le Jinwen.
He looked at Jian Ruochen and toasted him, "Advisor Jian is here. We may have to work together in the future. You won't give us old people face, right?"
Le Jinwen's smile faded a little. "Old Xu, if you come here to cause trouble, I don't welcome you."
Don't think he doesn't know what this guy is planning. He is about to retire and wants to find a good career for his son, right?
The reason why they don't change people in the Police Department is not because Deputy Director Xu does a good job, but because the forces are complicated and there is no one to use until the situation becomes clear, so this is the only way.
Deputy Director Xu said, "How can that be possible? I am taking my son to see the world. Young people have more things in common."
The man following behind the deputy director was very elegant and well-behaved. He looked a bit like Guan Yingjun, with both having eyebrows that overshadow their eyes, but their temperaments were different. He was even a bit submissive, so they couldn't be compared.
He looked at Jian Ruochen with a dazed look, as if he was stunned by her beauty.
Guan Yingjun stood up, took the glass of white wine that the deputy director handed to Jian Ruochen, and helped drink it in one gulp.
When he raised his hands, the jade beads on his left wrist and the plain ring on his ring finger sparkled, as if announcing this relationship to the world.
Jian Ruochen looked at him for a while, then smiled and looked at the person who came to toast him, "I'm sorry, I can't drink much, it's not good to get drunk, my husband doesn't allow me to drink too much."
At this time, the banquet was coming to an end.
Guan Yingjun drank too much and felt a little dizzy. He put down his glass, and only three words echoed in his mind: my husband.
He saw that the person in front of him had a somewhat surprised look on his face, as if he had not expected Jian Ruochen to announce this relationship so openly.
He actually couldn't think of it.
There is a difference between knowing a relationship in your heart and saying it out loud.
Especially people like them.
Guan Yingjun suddenly laughed, picked up another glass of wine, lowered the rim of the glass, and touched Deputy Director Xu's glass. He imitated Jian Ruochen's irritating tone in the interrogation room and said in a hoarse voice: "If your son wants to be a policeman and jump to the cadre of the Police Department, he should start from the Royal Hong Kong Police Station. There is an urgent need for rectification there, and there are many merits. It needs talents like your son."
The Royal Police is rife with corruption, and if you don't have the ability and confidence to clean it up, then that's definitely not a good place to start.
Director Xu was a little embarrassed, but Guan Yingjun drank another small cup of white liquid. It would be a bit ungrateful if he didn't drink it in front of Le Jinwen.
Director Xu had no choice but to pick up the wine glass and drank two small cups in a row, his face turning red from the spiciness.
Guan Yingjun raised his glass to the man behind Mr. Xu and drank from it.
Le Jinwen pretended not to see it and let Guan Yingjun beat the two men to the point where they were speechless.
As for offending someone, Director Xu will retire in a month, and his disappointing son hasn't even been admitted to the police academy, so what if he offends him?
If they hadn't come here to cause trouble first, would his nephew have talked back?
Le Jinwen thought about it, glanced at Jian Ruochen with a smile, then turned to Chen Yunchuan and said, "Wife, our Ying Jun has chosen the right person."
Chen Yunchuan responded.
It was already great that these two people could hold a celebration banquet. She didn't expect that Jian Ruochen would personally say something as clear as "my husband" to others.
And that ring.
Although simple, it is already symbolic.
When was that purchased?
Guan Yingjun drank Deputy Director Xu away, sat down still a little tipsy, poured a cup of tea to suppress the taste of alcohol in his mouth, then turned his head and looked at Jian Ruochen with burning eyes.
He seemed to have something to say, but finally held it back. Without saying a word, he stood up to deal with other people who came to toast him.
As Luo Binwen watched, he suddenly felt less uncomfortable. If it were someone else, whether a man or a woman, it would be impossible for them to block Jian Ruochen's drinking like Guan Yingjun did, and he accepted all the drinks.
This is indeed a very responsible man.
Moreover, it seems that he can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk.
After the celebration banquet, Jian Ruochen got in the car driven by his bodyguard and took Guan Yingjun back to the villa.
He looked to his side curiously: "What do you want to tell me while we eat?"
Guan Yingjun said: "I love you."
Jian Ruochen was stunned for a moment, then suddenly looked up at the seat in front of him, only to see Luo Binwen and the bodyguard closing their eyes and clenching their fists at the same time, with expressions that showed they didn't want to say more.
His ears felt hot, but he said nothing.
Halfway through, perhaps due to the aftereffects of the alcohol, Guan Yingjun's neck turned red, and his eyes were clear as he said, "Drinking is not clean, I won't go to your house, I'll go back to... Zijing Apartment."
Jian Ruochen blew the cool breeze, barely putting what happened just now behind her, and coaxed perfunctorily: "It's not dirty, there is no smell, we are walking towards Bauhinia Apartment now."
Guan Yingjun turned his head, looked at Jian Ruochen for a while, then raised his hand to touch his face.
Luo Binwen sat in the passenger seat, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and raised the back seat partition.
Although Jian Ruochen was not his biological child, he still felt heartbroken that his child had been taken away from him.
The British bodyguard felt the same way and tightened his grip on the steering wheel.
His eyes were as big as bells, as if he was about to pull out the steering wheel and hit someone in the next second.
Guan Yingjun whispered: "You are Jian Ruochen, you won't lie to me."
Jian Ruo said carefully that this was not necessarily the case.
He looked out the window at the street signs.
We have arrived at Lijin North Road.
Jian Ruochen turned his body to block Guan Yingjun's view and said, "Yes, I didn't lie to you. We are now at Zijing Middle Road."
Guan Yingjun pulled him and held him in his arms. His voice was slightly hoarse and he said vaguely, "I love you."
He was silent for a while, "I am 28 years old this year, and today is the happiest day of my life."
"You lied to me, but I still love you."
Jian Ruochen: ...
This is a bit too unprincipled.
"That's not necessary."
Guan Yingjun hugged him tightly and said, "No."
Decisive and concise, very much in the style of Sir.
"You're drunk." Jian Ruochen pushed him.
Guan Yingjun said: "No."
I returned home that night and took a shower.
Jian Ruochen listened to Guan Yingjun saying "I love you" in the middle of the night, but she just kept thinking and did nothing.
He blocked the man's attempts to hug her several times, but later he couldn't stand the heat anymore and kicked Guan Yingjun aside.
Fortunately, the bed at home is big enough, so I can sleep on both sides of the bed to create the effect of separate beds.
Great, I can finally sleep peacefully.
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