Chapter 192 He paid too much for drug control
The Hong Kong Legislative Council has 90 members in each term.
40 people are elected by the Election Committee, 30 people are elected by functional groups, and 20 people are directly elected in districts.
Among these 90 people, there were five undercover agents sent by the British Hong Kong government to cause trouble, and everyone knew it.
The conference hall of the Hong Kong Legislative Council is similar to the semicircular conference hall of the United Nations. Le Jinwen and Jian Ruochen, as representatives of the Hong Kong police, sat in the middle of the first row and the second row respectively.
Jian Ruochen only needed to lean forward slightly to communicate with Le Jinwen who was sitting in front of him.
The meeting started at 11 a.m., and the first three hours were spent discussing laws related to finance, social affairs and humanities.
"After 1997, it is hoped that money laundering can be restricted by lowering the threshold for bank services. There should no longer be a large number of businessmen registering puppet companies in Hong Kong to transfer illegal funds out of Hong Kong. Therefore, those who commit money laundering crimes after 1997 knowingly break the law and commit an even more serious crime."
The entrepreneur representative who spoke had a loud voice. He was the one who had previously had dinner with Jian Ruochen and the mainland bigwigs.
He said: "Therefore, I hope the sentencing amount for money laundering will be reduced..."
In the meeting, everyone's speech was recorded accurately, and everyone spoke slowly, for fear that a wrong word would make the entire sentence different and give people an opportunity to take advantage of it.
This law obviously touched upon the interests of the British government. They did not want to let go of Hong Kong because there was countless wealth in this place.
Once money laundering becomes stricter, how can they make money from Hong Kong?
Their representative said: "There are many entrepreneurs here. If the procedures for transferring foreign exchange and setting up companies become complicated, the ones who will suffer in the end are the businessmen and ordinary people in Hong Kong. Now we live in a human rights society. I think the move of preferring to kill the innocent rather than let them go is not in line with people's democracy."
"Don't ordinary people have the right to run small businesses? In my opinion, raising the threshold for banks to do business and lowering the standard for criminalizing money laundering are both undesirable and may hurt the public by mistake."
Jian Ruochen closed his eyes.
The British are like this. Once the theory does not prevail, they will start to change the concept and brag about democracy.
After the representative planted by the British Hong Kong government finished speaking, the scene fell into complete silence, leaving only the clacking sound of the clerk typing and the shutter sounds of the reporters taking pictures.
The entrepreneur was reluctant to confront him, so he immediately turned his attention to Jian Ruochen.
Jian Ruochen received it and immediately put down the microphone to express his support, "First of all, overly lenient laws are a breeding ground for evil desires."
"I think this proposal is very reasonable, and the concerns you raised are actually empty talk. First of all, whether or not the criminal standard for money laundering is lowered, it will not hurt ordinary people, because ordinary people generally do not launder money. Secondly, ordinary people will not invest millions of dollars at one time to open a hollow package company and waste it all."
As soon as he finished speaking, laughter broke out at the scene.
Everyone present here is a smart person, and everyone knows that reducing the amount of money laundering criminal penalties is just a military order handed over to the mainland by the entrepreneur who proposed it.
At this moment, every piece of legislation represents the interests of a group.
They understood, but they were not sure whether Jian Ruochen understood.
After all, this young policeman is too young. Just looking at his age, he could be their son or grandson.
But as soon as these words came out, everyone knew that Jian Ruochen understood a lot.
Not only does he understand the deeper meaning of legislation, he also uses his age advantage to speak quickly and help in meetings.
The Hong Kong legislator planted by the British government blushed, and for a moment he could not find any reason to refute Jian Ruochen.
The presiding officer announced the vote and the bill was passed with an overwhelming majority of 85 in favor and 5 abstentions.
The meeting lasted until four o'clock in the afternoon and finally came to the Narcotics Control Law and the Dangerous Drugs Ordinance.
Jian Ruochen held the thick A4 paper in his hand, and a little sweat appeared on his forehead.
This is a tough battle.
He was very afraid that the allies he had previously agreed with would go back on their word at the last minute, because the other bills had already been passed, and there would be no loss even if others went back on their word at the last minute.
Jian Ruochen raised his eyes to look at the camera in front of him with a burning gaze, and recited the Dangerous Drugs Regulations in his hand word by word, among which psychotropic drugs such as phenmethylol were listed.
Every item, every one of them has been carefully considered, leaving no room for loopholes.
Without any temptation, the determination and bottom line were made clear all at once.
When Jian Ruochen casually read out that trafficking more than 50 grams of heroin or methamphetamine could be sentenced to death, some wavering people were shocked.
“This is too strict!”
"Yeah, 50g, a small package, it's easy to be framed!"
Some entrepreneurs have children who are second-generation rich, and they know clearly that their children are likely to have been exposed to these things.
If the drug laws are so strict, will their children also be shot one day?
How can this be possible?
50g is really too little.
One of them spoke up boldly, "Member Jian, isn't 50g a bit..."
Jian Ruochen said: "Mr. Wang, it is precisely because drugs are rampant in Hong Kong that we need to formulate more deterrent laws. Drug trafficking is also a business. When the cost of life is increased and the cost of crime is increased, there will be fewer criminals and fewer victims."
Mr. Wang's heart sank.
His son and his friends opened a place. I wonder if that brat has ever handled drugs.
If you have...
He broke out in a cold sweat on his back and stared straight at the back of Jian Ruochen, who was sitting in the second row.
What if he goes back on his word and votes against the bill?
Jian Ruochen seemed to realize something and turned to look at him, her eyes calm, as if covered with a layer of frost. After a moment, he turned around and held the small microphone in front of him and said, "With fewer drug dealers, there will be fewer people being lured into going astray. Our descendants will live in a relatively stable, safe and drug-free environment. This will benefit future generations."
Mr. Wang felt cold all over.
He felt that Jian Ruochen's gaze when he turned around seemed to see through him.
Jian Ruochen actually gave an answer that accurately addressed his concerns without him having any clue about it.
This sentence seems to be a threat.
He was threatened that he should either vote in support as agreed, or his son would be investigated after the meeting.
Wang Zhenming was covered in cold sweat and didn't dare to have any evil thoughts.
These words seemed to be spoken to him, but in fact they were spoken to all the congressmen who were beginning to back down.
The representative planted by the British Hong Kong government stood up again to object, and explained to everyone indirectly that cutting off the drug supply all at once would have a serious impact on the economy, and that the dangerous drugs regulations were too harsh and would likely affect the operation of the hospital.
He spoke eloquently for more than ten minutes, but no one heard a word he said.
Everyone was thinking about that rather plain sentence.
——Our descendants will live in a relatively stable and non-toxic social environment.
This achievement will last for thousands of years.
The four words "his contribution will last for generations" are enough to make one's blood boil.
Who doesn’t want a good reputation, who doesn’t consider their dozen or so children?
The bills were passed from their hands, and there is still a year before the return. As long as they can take good care of their children and grandchildren and clean up their house in this year, these bills will really do more good than harm.
The Jiang family, who have made great achievements in the education industry, were the first to express their support.
Jiang Heting said: "I think this bill is timely and reasonable. After it comes into effect in 1997, it will be a stabilizing force. If it cannot be passed, it will be a loss for all Hong Kong people."
As he spoke, he choked up and looked like he was in tears.
All the members of the parliament were immediately stunned.
Jian Ruochen turned his head to glance to the side. Jiang Heting's eyelids were slightly drooping, his face was expressionless, and his choked voice was entirely produced by the trembling of the orbicularis oris muscle.
Acted.
It seems that a man who can survive in a wealthy family must have some unique skills.
With Jian Ruochen taking the lead and Jiang Heting cooperating, the wavering forces in the conference room immediately changed sides, and the voting showed a one-sided trend.
The last two bills only had symbolic changes to the wording and were passed unanimously with 90 votes.
The legislators planted by the British Hong Kong government have given up struggling. They feel that instead of going against Jian Ruochen under such circumstances, it would be better to surrender directly and leave a good impression.
When leaving the court, the Police Department sent a special operations team to escort Jian Ruochen, fearing that he would be assassinated by drug dealers who had received the information.
This time, Jian Ruochen did not even show up for the interview with reporters, and did not even go home after get off work. He lived in Bauhinia Apartment with Guan Yingjun.
This place is full of meritorious police officers, and the security is strict. The glass has been replaced with custom bulletproof ones, which makes it especially safe.
This elusive lifestyle continued until October 1996.
On September 30th, the sun was shining brightly.
Jian Ruochen passed the internal transfer examination and was promoted from senior inspector to chief superintendent.
Guan Yingjun prepared a table full of dishes to celebrate. The two of them also drank some wine. Thinking that tomorrow was Sunday and they had a day off, they took advantage of the alcohol and rolled onto the sofa.
After being together for so many years, Jian Ruochen still couldn't get used to Guan Yingjun's personality of getting straight to the point and working hard.
His breathing was disordered, and he put his hand on Guan Yingjun's neck. He couldn't help but use some strength to hold the man's head in front of him, "I was promoted...two levels in one year...Isn't it too fast? Director Le said...that he wanted me to be the assistant to the Commissioner of Police in the first half of next year. I...can I do it?"
Jian Ruochen spoke incoherently.
Guan Yingjun did not reply. He pressed Jian Ruochen's lower abdomen with a solemn look in his eyes. After a while, he leaned over and whispered in his ear, "You were born to fly so high. It doesn't matter whether it's sooner or later."
"But if we leave CID, it will be hard for us to meet every day during the day." Jian Ruochen grabbed his ear.
He grabbed it for a while, and soon found it difficult to even breathe. So I collapsed on the sofa, rubbing the sweat on my back onto the pillow, and wondered in a trance, why was Guan Yingjun so ruthless today?
He didn't have the energy to speak, and stared at the ceiling for a while before coming to his senses, "Get out."
Guan Yingjun just pretended not to hear, "I don't want to leave you, but I can't hold you back. We are the kind of people who won't give up our careers for love."
As he spoke, he touched the liquid on his body with his hand, which was all Jian Ruochen's stuff, "You have a lot today."
Jian Ruochen wanted to kick him down, but he didn't have the strength.
Guan Yingjun couldn't help himself and took his sweaty fingers and put them to his lips and kissed them, "Our Criminal Intelligence Division of the Police Department is short of a criminal psychologist. Can you please not go there?"
When his eyelids were raised, he looked particularly pitiful.
Jian Ruochen looked at his sturdy waist and abdomen, and his extremely handsome face under the light, and his brain stopped working for three seconds.
No wonder they say even heroes can’t resist beautiful women, it’s true! I didn’t realize that Guan Sir has the potential to be a concubine.
no.
Every difficulty will be overcome.
He said dazedly, "Maybe I can only be your off-site consultant."
Guan Yingjun held him and walked into the study, then locked the door. He raised his eyelids, and when he looked at Jian Ruochen, he actually felt a little pity, "I can't bear to leave you. We will see each other so seldom during the day in the future. Can you see us more often today?"
Jian Ruochen was dizzy with the beauty and his mind was at a standstill, so he nodded in confusion.
The next day, he recalled Guan Yingjun's ridiculous effort in pretending to be pitiful, and felt that it was not a good thing for Bauhinia Apartment to have too good security.
This study room really illustrates what it means that no one will come to save you even if you scream your throat out.
The sound-absorbing cotton on the wall, the sound-absorbing carpet on the floor, the large desk and the cool safe all have other uses after all.
If he hadn't been afraid of being assassinated by drug dealers after the implementation of the new law, he would never have followed Guan Yingjun back to Bauhinia Apartment.
He has really paid too much for drug control.
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