Chapter 21 Jiang Mingshan is finished
It was late at night when Jian Ruochen came out of the West Kowloon Regional Police Station.
He wrapped his down jacket tightly and stared at the neon lights not far away for a while, feeling confused as if he didn't know what day it was.
What day is it today?
Should I go back to school tomorrow?
Oh, this university...
I was about to graduate, and now I have to take it again.
Guan Yingjun drove the car out of the garage and said, "Let's go. I'll take you home first."
"You've been drinking, haven't you?"
"That's all. I metabolized it a long time ago." Guan Yingjun turned the steering wheel. "There's no law that says you can't drive after drinking, right?"
Jian Ruochen flipped through his memories.
Hong Kong's new drunk driving regulations were introduced in 1999. It's only 1992 now, so it's still early.
He wanted to let it go this time, but the law-abiding nature engraved in his DNA made him unable to control his mouth. "Let's take a taxi. I'll assign a driver to the serious crime team later. It will be safer in the future if there are any special situations."
Guan Yingjun didn't want to offend anyone, so he parked the car and swiped his ID card to leave the police station. "I don't have that much spare money."
His money was used to support informants scattered across West Kowloon.
From time to time, a portion of the money would be used to repair and wash cars, and to treat team members to a celebratory banquet.
With a salary of 40,000 Hong Kong dollars, at most 20,000 is left at the end of a month.
Now these 20,000 yuan must be used to support Jian Ruochen, a consultant for the serious crime team.
Not a penny left.
After Guan Yingjun finished his calculations, he also stopped a taxi.
He said calmly, "I'll take you there first. Where do you live?"
"We live in the hilltop villa of Lijin International Garden." Jian Ruochen leaned his head on the back seat and said lazily, "You don't have to worry about money. With me here, Group A won't be short of money."
"Money is only money if it creates value when spent, otherwise it is just waste paper." Jian Ruochen's hair was blown up by the wind.
The white side of her face was illuminated by the passing street lamp, and her light golden eyes were full of high spirits and determination.
Shiny and wet. Extraordinarily seductive and a little alluring.
Guan Yingjun laughed: "No wonder Zhang Xingzong said you are the God of Wealth. You are more than just the God of Wealth. You are like a boy who spreads wealth."
"I spend $100,000 a day, so my savings won't snowball for a while."
Jian Ruochen teased him, "You don't want me to give flowers to Team A? Sir Guan, you have to think about it carefully. There should be a lot of people in the West Kowloon Serious Crime Unit who want my team."
There was a hint of pride in his tone.
Guan Yingjun was helpless against him. Jian Ruochen started planning from the first case. He first demonstrated his abilities to Chen Yunchuan, then seized the opportunity to transfer to another department, becoming Li Changyu's student and solving the patrol case.
Then he spent a huge amount of money to create a big scene at the Platinum Club, and took the opportunity when Team Z came to make trouble to order coffee for all the members of the Serious Crime Unit.
Now the whole West Kowloon knows Jian Ruochen's abilities.
He did it in a linked way and seized every opportunity.
Riding on the east wind, we soar upwards.
Guan Yingjun asked the taxi driver to stop the car at the entrance of the villa on the top of the mountain and said, "Do whatever you want, spend money if you want. I will cover the bottom line for you and ensure that the people in the group will not be ungrateful for more than they deserve."
Jian Ruochen opened the door and got out of the car, holding the door to look inside, "Sir Guan, I've known you for so long, and you're most charming when you say this."
Guan Yingjun looked away a little uncomfortably.
This mouth...
He speaks freely to everyone.
He patted the front seat to signal the taxi driver to drive, "Let's go, call me if you need anything."
Xiaohong fled in a hurry.
Jian Ruochen returned home, soaked in the bathtub for a while, and suddenly opened his eyes.
That’s not right. Guan Yingjun doesn’t have his phone number.
He picked up the pager and sent a string of numbers followed by three words: [Phone number. 】
The next day.
Jian Ruochen entered the classroom as the bell for the first class rang.
There were only seats left in the front row, so he walked over and sat down. When the teacher called his name, he answered and then opened the forensic anthropology book he had brought with him.
Jian Ruochen is now a celebrity. All the professors in the medical department know that he has changed his department. They turn a blind eye when they see him reading books on other subjects.
Anyway, it’s only the last week of this semester.
December 23rd.
The day of leaving school.
Jian Ruochen met Jiang Hanyu, whom he hadn't seen for a while, at the school gate.
Jiang Hanyu was the designated heartthrob in the original book. He just stood there doing nothing, and some people came up to him and asked for his phone number, but he just waved them away.
Jiang Hanyu is afraid of the cold and usually wears gloves, but he didn't today. When she waved her hand, the bracelet on her wrist sparkled.
This bracelet looks very familiar, as if it is a pair with Lu Qian’s. It is the one that the original owner had to save money for three months to buy a fake one.
Jian Ruochen withdrew his gaze. This bracelet was deliberately brought for him to see.
Want to test whether he still likes Lu Qian?
Jian Ruochen had no expression on his face and raised his hand to stop a taxi.
Jiang Hanyu was anxious and stepped forward quickly, "Brother!"
Jian Ruochen turned around, "What's wrong?"
Jiang Hanyu raised his hand and lifted his hair, revealing the bracelet again.
He said, "Brother, Lu Qian and I are officially engaged. The engagement party will be on Christmas Eve. Can you come? You will bless me, right?"
Jian Ruochen: "Right, blessing, locked."
By then, both you and your spouse will take over the game.
Jiang Hanyu choked.
At first glance, these words sound very sincere, but upon closer inspection, they sound a bit sarcastic.
He couldn't tell what was wrong for a moment, so he took out two invitations and handed them over, saying in an excited tone, "Brother Lu Qian ordered a 2-meter cake, I'll give you the top piece when the time comes."
Jian Ruochen lowered his eyes and looked at the invitation letter.
If there was only one he wouldn't have taken it, but there were two.
Two cards...means you can bring someone with you.
The Jiang family's ancestral home is intricate and contains an astonishing number of confidential documents, among which the most direct evidence of the crime is the account book.
If I could get the Jiang family's account book...
Jian Ruochen raised his hand to take it and said sincerely: "Thank you for inviting me. I wish you and Lu Qian can live and die together."
Jiang Hanyu was horrified for a moment.
If it was the Jian Ruochen of the past, he would have gone crazy and burst into tears when he saw this invitation.
But now...
Jian Ruochen no longer paid attention to Jiang Hanyu and raised his hand to stop a taxi, "Master, go to the West Kowloon Regional Police Station."
Before the car drove away, Jian Ruochen heard a sentence floating into his ear: "You really don't like Lu Qian at all? Are you pretending?"
Why pretend if you don't like Lu Qian?
It's a bit difficult for honest people.
The taxi soon arrived at the regional police station.
Jian Ruochen went straight to Guan Yingjun's office.
During this period, everyone in Group A was looking through the files of the ferry robbery, hoping to find a clear breakthrough point.
Thanks to the coffee that Jian Ruochen ordered for the entire serious crime team a few days ago, everyone is now friendly towards Group A. This time, several files were sent by other groups as a favor.
It’s just that the person who delivered the files always craned his neck to look for someone in the office, but wouldn’t tell him who he was looking for when asked.
Come with high spirits and leave with calmness.
When Jian Ruochen stepped into the Group A office, Bi Qianqian had an idea.
Who are those people looking for?
Look for Jian Ruochen!
Who would give gifts for no reason?
It turned out that he had taken a fancy to their little God of Wealth.
Want to rob people!
No wonder those who come to deliver the files are either pretty young girls or young men with great bodies.
Haha, even the beauty trap was used!
But Jian Ruochen looks like this, she is a beauty herself, where in the entire police station can be comparable to her?
Bi Xianxian touched her face.
If she looked like this, she would have to brag about herself in the mirror for three minutes every day when she woke up.
"Madam?" Jian Ruochen touched his face, "Is there something on my face?"
Bi Xianxian laughed, "No. Sir Guan is inside, come in quickly."
"Oh." Jian Ruochen opened and closed the door of Ying Jun's office without knowing why.
He didn't sit in the reception chair, but walked around to Guan Sir and raised the thing in his hand, "Look what this is?"
Guan Yingjun took a closer look and saw that it was the engagement invitation letter from Jiang Hanyu and Lu Qian.
The engagement banquet was held at the Jiang family’s ancestral home, Jiangting Mansion.
"Why two?"
"You want to take this opportunity to humiliate me." Jian Ruochen handed one of the tickets to Guan Yingjun. "The wealthy use these tactics. Giving two tickets implies that I should bring a companion. If I don't bring one, it means that I am not welcome and I don't even have a male companion to attend the banquet with me."
Guan Yingjun raised his eyebrows, "It can't be a female companion? Bi Qianqian can also go."
"Are you crazy?" Jian Ruochen sat sideways on the corner of Guan Yingjun's desk. "It was well known that I liked Lu Qian before. Now of course I chose you to go with me."
He paused, leaned forward and asked, "Do you know why I took you there?"
Guan Yingjun's heart skipped a beat and his breathing became slightly sluggish.
The image of Jian Ruochen leaning against the car door and saying, "Sir Guan, this is the most charming way you looked when you said this." suddenly flashed through my mind.
He closed his eyes and cleared the screen, feeling a little annoyed. Is Jian Ruochen a love-brained person?
I flirt with every girl I meet, and I fall in love with every girl I flirt with.
Jian Ruochen whispered in his ear: "You have been an undercover agent and you are an accountant. You can read the account books. Let's sneak into the Jiang family and steal the Jiang family's account books."
At this moment, Guan Yingjun's mind went blank.
Why did Jian Ruochen take him there?
What to steal?
He has always been a man who would do anything to get the truth. He was scolded a lot after he turned undercover. After working for a while, he reluctantly changed his style of behavior from when he was an undercover agent.
Now there is someone who plays even more unconventionally than him.
Guan Yingjun took a deep breath and said word by word, "Theft."
Jian Ruochen pursed his lips and smiled shyly, "Have you forgotten? I am Jiang Mingshan's biological son. How can it be called stealing if my biological son accidentally picked up the account book while taking a walk at home?"
He bit the word "pick up" with a hint of meaning.
"Besides, we need to be flexible." Jian Ruochen opened the drawer of Guan Yingjun's desk with ease and took out the recorder from it. "You even have a recorder, so you should have a micro camera too, right? You're an undercover agent, but you don't have this little bit of equipment? We can still take pictures even if we don't take it away..."
Guan Yingjun was moved.
This plan suited him well.
Getting evidence is the most important thing, everything else is false.
Jian Ruochen calmly put the recorder into his pocket, then raised his hand to close the drawer, "When the time comes, I'll make some big noise downstairs, and you go up quietly. The study is on the second floor, and there is a vase of green silk at the door."
In the original text, Jiang Hanyu broke the vase before entering the study.
Guan Yingjun was completely persuaded.
The account books are too tempting and can directly prove that the Jiang family evaded taxes.
The Jiang family must be evading taxes. Everyone in Hong Kong knows this, but they just can't find any evidence.
But it’s easy once you get the account book.
Guan Yingjun's heart was beating wildly. After returning from CIB for so long, he experienced the excitement of being an undercover agent again for the first time.
Jian Ruochen stretched out his hand, "Happy cooperation?"
Guan Yingjun shook it and said, "It's a pleasure to work with you."
The two looked at each other and let go of each other's hands.
Jian Ruochen asked, "Has the news about the great robbery been sorted out? The ship will be leaving in another week."
Guan Yingjun said: "Not yet. There are too many people involved. Team A is small, so it will take another three days."
He endured it, and endured it again and again, and finally couldn't stand it anymore, "Why don't you sit on the stool?"
"Hehe." Jian Ruochen got away with it.
I can't just tell you directly that I'm going to make your recorder disappear in order to divert your attention!
This is visual induction, this is magic!
He jumped down from the table, "Tomorrow is the 24th, Sir Guan, please get ready. I'll go outside and help you organize the files!"
Jian Ruochen said as he walked out of the office, his voice getting smaller and smaller.
Guan Yingjun lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then he opened the drawer where the recorder was placed, and the things inside disappeared.
Obviously, he was "taken away" by someone.
Guan Yingjun: …
He walked over to the safe in the corner of the office.
The first layer contains the group’s expenditures and some bonuses to be paid out.
The second floor was filled with piles of surveillance equipment. He took out a brand new recorder, installed the batteries, opened it, put it back in the drawer, and then closed it.
I suddenly felt more secure.
On the 23rd, Jian Ruochen helped his future colleagues in the serious crime squad organize the file information and materials of the major robbery case.
At noon on the 24th, Luo Binwen, who had suddenly returned to China, appeared in the Serious Crime Unit of the West Kowloon Regional Police Station and brought a luxurious lunch to Group A.
People in Group A, who had been staying up all night for a week, ate Australian lobsters, drank freshly squeezed juice, and were moved to tears by the delicious food.
On the afternoon of the 24th, Luo Binwen learned that Jian Ruochen was going to attend Jiang Hanyu's engagement party, and pressed him into the massage chair for a spa.
After she combed Jian Ruochen's skin until it looked like a peeled egg, she put on a luxurious haute couture dress, had her hair done, and put on expensive jade cufflinks.
Only then did he let go of the man who was about to faint and sent him to the gate of Jiangting Mansion.
Guan Yingjun was waiting not far away.
He stood in the shadows, wearing a black suit, and if you didn't look carefully you wouldn't notice there was anyone there.
Jian Ruochen walked over. Guan Yingjun lowered his eyes and looked at him. The man in front of him was dressed up, wearing a dark blue suit and a pair of emerald cufflinks.
She had red lips and white teeth, and a somewhat confused look on her face, as if she hadn't figured out the situation yet. Her hair was tied in a low ponytail, with the ends curled and hanging to one side like silver satin.
The hair ties are all inlaid with diamonds, and the tails hang down and disappear into the hair. When the light shines on them, it looks like there are falling stars.
It doesn’t look impressive at first glance, but the more you look at it, the more you realize how expensive it is.
Guan Yingjun bent his arms, "Hand."
Jian Ruochen put his hand on it.
As soon as his fingers touched the sturdy forearm, he was led forward a step, and the distance between them was instantly shortened.
Jian Ruochen raised his eyes, and their gazes met. Guan Yingjun stared at his almost glowing face for a moment and whispered, "Don't stand too far away. You don't look familiar."
Jian Ruochen uttered an "oh".
This script feels quite interesting.
"What is our relationship now?"
Guan Yingjun lowered his eyes, "What do you think?"
Jian Ruochen was slightly excited: "Then you are my new sponsor - hmm."
The mouth was covered.
"Okay." Guan Yingjun's thoughts were a little distracted.
What a pretty face, what a lively mouth.
The two walked into Jiangting Mansion together.
Jian Ruochen found that Guan Yingjun was more familiar with the place than he was, "How do you know how to get to the banquet hall?"
"After we discussed it yesterday, I asked an informant to replace the waiter and sneak in to check out the place." Guan Yingjun's voice was very low, but it still reached his ears clearly.
Very professional and cautious undercover.
No wonder he was able to retire with honor.
The two walked to the front of the banquet hall and followed the receptionist into the side door, where they saw the tall champagne tower.
Jian Ruochen looked at it for a while and muttered: "Do you think it will make enough noise if I accidentally knock it over?"
Guan Yingjun immediately clenched his arms, held Jian Ruochen's hand, and led his men away from the cups, "Your mere appearance has caused a lot of noise."
Jian Ruochen looks so good today, like a god who has descended to earth.
The entire banquet hall was silent for a moment when he entered, and everyone's eyes were on him.
White hair, amber eyes, mixed blood.
Isn’t this the child that Jiang Mingshan has left behind? This doesn't look like a love-brain thing, does it?
Would a love-brained person really bring his or her current partner to an engagement party?
Could the rumors about the Jiang family outside be false?
Everyone looked at each other knowingly.
Jiang Mingshan is a new rich man with no family background. He only cares about money and not morality.
The old money families in Hong Kong look down upon this kind of "nouveau riche" the most, but this man is so good at business that they have to make friends with him.
Everyone seemed to be friendly on the surface, but in fact, they all laughed at Jiang Mingshan's ridiculous way of dealing with people behind his back.
Of the two sons, one was ignored, and the other was used as a pawn and given to the eldest son of the Lu family as a wife, in an attempt to completely climb up the big tree of the Lu family.
And he is still chasing after three or four men and sleeping with different people all the time. It's ridiculous.
Now, Jian Ruochen was dressed formally and decently, and the pair of emerald cufflinks alone were worth at least a million.
The Jiang family simply has no channels to buy such things.
Jiang Mingshan probably wants to use the rumors to build momentum for Jiang Hanyu?
This little mixed-blood boy suffered an unprovoked disaster.
Many young men from aristocratic families looked at Jian Ruochen and wanted to make friends with him.
But because of Lu Qian's face and the man beside Jian Ruochen who had a stern face and looked like he was protecting his food, no one stepped forward.
Jiang Hanyu stood upstairs and had a panoramic view of the situation downstairs.
Jian Ruochen took Guan Yingjun to get some food in front of the buffet counter and sat down in the rest area. The two people were so close that their ears were almost rubbing against each other.
The criminal policeman who looked at him coldly lowered his head and grabbed the silver fork with a small tomato on it that Jian Ruochen had inserted, and ate the tomato.
Jiang Hanyu almost bit his teeth to pieces.
Is this the reason why Jian Ruochen no longer likes Lu Qian?
What's good about this policeman?
With wages so low, you might not even have enough to eat.
Lu Qian is the best man that Jian Ruochen can meet at this level!
Is he blind? If Jian Ruochen had no feelings for Lu Qian, how could he control this person?
Guan Yingjun finished eating the tomato, leaned over to Jian Ruochen's ear and said, "Someone is watching us, keep eating and don't look at anyone."
Jian Ruochen said "oh" and showed off the small cake.
The Jiang family isn’t that great, but the chef’s skills are pretty good.
While eating, he said, "The stairs to the upper floor are in the corridor behind the hall. Go up to the vase."
"Don't worry." Guan Yingjun glanced at his watch.
The ceremony is about to begin.
Guan Yingjun stood up and put the empty cup of water back on the tray of the waiter who passed by, "I'm going to the bathroom."
The waiter immediately said, "Sir, please come this way."
The two looked at each other for the last time as they passed each other.
Jian Ruochen retracted his gaze and looked at the person standing on the platform.
"Mr. Lu has made the Lu family's business flourish. We have acquired the land in Jiulong and are preparing to make an unprecedented development..." Jiang Mingshan was very proud and boasted about Lu Qian's achievements while holding up his wine glass. "Today is the day when my son Lin is getting engaged. As a father..."
Jiang Mingshan started bragging about himself again.
After the five-minute speech, Jiang Hanyu and Lu Qian exchanged rings.
Jian Ruochen glanced towards the second floor.
Nothing happened.
His heart was beating so hard it almost jumped out of his throat.
Please don't let anything unexpected happen. Please don't let anything unexpected happen.
The opposite happened.
In a trance, Jian Ruochen heard a gentle and shrill voice: "Today, on this important day in my life, my brother also came to the engagement party with his male companion."
"Brother, can you come up and say a few words of blessing to me? I hope our relationship is still as close as before."
Everyone's eyes turned to Jian Ruochen following Jiang Hanyu's words.
Jian Ruochen's palms were sweating a little when she heard Jiang Hanyu ask, "Hey, brother, where is your boyfriend?"
"Wasn't he still there when you were eating cake just now?"
Boom boom!
Jian Ruochen's heart beat twice, and at that moment it soared to 120.
He didn't show it on his face, walked up to the stage, calmly turned on the recorder, and said with a smile: "I fed him cake but he didn't eat it. Men always have a little temper. Xiaohan brother, do you have a man?"
Jiang Hanyu didn't expect him to be so straightforward and so at ease.
She lowered her head shyly and said in a voice as soft as a mosquito: "Lu Qian didn't."
Jian Ruochen took the microphone.
The smartest person in the Jiang family is not Jiang Mingshan or Jiang Yongyan, but Jiang Hanyu.
Jiang Mingshan, who was standing nearby, noticed that Guan Yingjun had been away for too long and became a little wary.
He turned and tried to leave.
Jian Ruochen said to Mai: "Mr. Jiang. Xiaohan."
The young man's clear and graceful voice, like flowing water, slowly passed through the venue, and everyone's attention was focused on the name that was called out.
Jiang Mingshan can't leave.
Jian Ruochen said: "Let me first wish Mr. Jiang Hanyu and Mr. Lu Qian a happy marriage."
"In fact, everyone has misunderstood, Xiaohan has also misunderstood. I am not Mr. Jiang's son, and I have never liked Mr. Lu. I hope that such rumors will not appear again in the future. It is not good for Mr. Lu and me."
The guests in the audience were amused by the graceful tone and laughed in good faith.
"The love between Mr. Jiang Hanyu and Mr. Lu Qian is a beautiful story. It is inconvenient to insert my name in it, otherwise it will seem ridiculous and unreal."
Lu Qian looked at Jian Ruochen, who was a completely different person today, and his eyes fell on the starlight on the ends of his hair.
Jian Ruochen is so beautiful today, so beautiful that it is stinging.
He seemed to have grown a little flesh, wanting to personally reject his former self and tear another person's name off of him.
Why can a person be so decisive?
Jian Ruochen looked at Jiang Hanyu with a smile, "I don't like Mr. Lu's type, Xiaohan, we are so close, you know."
He put the microphone close to Jiang Hanyu's mouth.
If Jiang Hanyu said no at this time, he would be ruining his engagement party.
He had no choice but to say, "Yes."
Jian Ruochen said again: "Mr. Lu Qian, before today, I saw you less than twice, so it's impossible for me to pester you, right?"
The muscles on Lu Qian's face twitched, "Yeah."
His breathing became a little rapid, but soon calmed down.
Jian Ruochen turned around and looked at the guests, teasing: "You see, innocence is the best dowry for a man. Let us congratulate them for being together in life and death, and for the rest of their lives to be happy."
This unconventional play was a feast for the eyes of the audience.
Jian Ruochen did a flawless job and no one could find any fault with him.
There was no evidence in the first place for the things that were passed around, and now the person involved is coming to clarify the matter by wearing a high-end outfit that the Jiang family cannot afford.
How could they not believe it?
At first glance, the emerald cufflinks seem expensive, but upon closer inspection, they are specially provided to the British royal family and aristocracy.
How could that nouveau riche bastard Jiang Mingshan be qualified to touch this?
No one in their group could wear that cufflink.
This means that Jian Ruochen might have a British title!
Jian Ruochen said: "Let's toast to Mr. Jiang Hanyu's love!"
The guests took a sip of the wine out of respect.
"Oh, by the way." Jian Ruochen asked Jiang Mingshan, who had a gloomy face, "Mr. Jiang Mingshan, my mother ran away from home and came to Hong Kong to give birth to me. Although I really don't know who my biological father is, it shouldn't be you. After all, we don't look alike. Today, can you clarify it here?"
At this point, it would not be convincing if Jiang Mingshan insisted on acknowledging his son.
Jiang Hanyu and Lu Qian have already expressed their opinions.
If Jiang Mingshan admitted that Jian Ruochen was his child at this time, the Lu family would be embarrassed in public.
He doesn't dare.
Jian Ruochen held the microphone and waited for Jiang Mingshan to speak. Ten seconds later, the middle-aged man squeezed out a sound from between his lips: "Okay."
He looked at the audience and said, "Mr. Jian Ruochen...I am indeed not related to him by blood."
Jian Ruochen felt relaxed all over and laughed out loud.
I really didn't expect that he could cover for Guan Yingjun when he was in trouble, and while covering for him, he could also get rid of the bug that kidnapped him by blood in front of everyone.
Kill three birds with one stone.
The past was all rumors.
This moment is a new life.
Jiang Mingshan looked at Jian Ruochen's smiling face and suddenly became angry at Jiang Hanyu.
Why do we call people to the stage?
Is there any benefit to the Jiang family if Jian Ruochen clarifies the relationship between them?
Jian Ruochen has become smarter and can’t be kept any longer.
Jiang Mingshan hid the gloom in his eyes and curled his lips. "To express my apology to Mr. Jian, I invite Mr. Jian to play on the ferry. On the afternoon of December 30, the cruise ship heading to the mainland will set sail. There will be everything on board for food, drink and entertainment. When we arrive on the mainland, I will host Mr. Jian and invite him to have a good time. Please come."
"must."
I was going there anyway.
Jian Ruochen put the microphone back and only realized his vest was covered in sweat when he walked off the stage.
He tried his best. If Guan Yingjun didn't come down, even the gods couldn't save him.
Jian Ruochen was a little angry.
Isn’t he an undercover agent who has been awarded a medal? Why are his professional abilities so poor?
He counted the seconds and saw Jiang Mingshan going up to the second floor with a sullen face. He immediately started to worry about Guan Yingjun.
The pager is not muted and cannot be used for random messages.
It's easy to be exposed.
All we can do is wait.
20 seconds later, at the corner, the waiter who had taken Guan Yingjun away earlier came back with someone else.
Guan Yingjun's hair was a little messy, as if he had been running outside.
Jian Ruochen asked in a low voice: "How is it?"
Guan Yingjun looked at the glistening sweat on Jian Ruochen's neck and knew that he had bought himself a lot of time.
He opened his suit jacket and pulled a rose from his inside pocket, "I'll go pick some for you."
The waiter was soured that he said, "This gentleman went to the bathroom and saw the garden outside. He thought about how he had angered you just now, so he climbed out of the window to pick flowers!"
The person who wanted to strike up a conversation with Jian Ruochen stopped.
Many people are familiar with Guan Yingjun's face. He is a criminal policeman.
Paired with Jian Ruochen, who might have a title, they are simply the real-life version of Romeo and Juliet.
But younger ones may just like this kind of romantic sentiment.
Jian Ruochen picked up the flower and smelled it, looking very happy.
He hooked Guan Yingjun's arm, reached out to pick up a glass of champagne, and toasted from a distance: "Excuse me, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first~"
He tilted his head back and drank the liquid in it.
Carefree and easy.
Everyone had different expressions.
Jian Ruochen and Jiang Hanyu are completely different types.
In comparison, Jiang Hanyu's behavior is very petty, not at all like Jian Ruochen who is generous and elegant.
If things are not as clarified today, then Lu Qian is truly blind.
Jian Ruochen took Guan Yingjun's arm and walked straight towards the nanny car.
After going up, I breathed a sigh of relief.
He unbuttoned all his clothes, took off his tight suit jacket, and removed his headdress. "How's it going? Let's see the results?"
Guan Yingjun lifted his shirt hem and took out two account books hidden in his waistband.
Jian Ruochen was stunned: "Didn't you say take a photo?"
Guan Yingjun used his thumb to push open the side and quickly flipped it over. "It's so thick, it's hard to take a picture. I might as well just take..."
He changed his words and said, "Just change it. I've read all of them, and these two have the biggest problems. They are irrefutable evidence."
Jian Ruochen held the account book on his lap and flipped through it. He saw that it was filled with words, and he didn't understand why Guan Yingjun could tell something was wrong in such a short time.
He patted the front seat: "Uncle Luo, run."
After a while, Jiang Mingshan found out something was wrong and it would be difficult for him to escape.
"I just severed my relationship with Jiang Mingshan. He is no longer his biological son. I can't pick him up now."
Jian Ruochen solemnly put the account book back into Guan Yingjun's arms and muttered, "You did it all. I know nothing."
Guan Yingjun: …
Are you just passing the buck?
The nanny car drove back to the mountaintop villa at lightning speed, sparks flying all the way.
The two exchanged their gains.
Guan Yingjun listened to the recording, unable to conceal his shock: "Is this how you help me buy time?"
"Yes." Jian Ruochen said confidently, "How great, killing three birds with one stone. I'm going to spread this recording around to warm you up first."
Guan Yingjun: "What are you warming me up for?"
Jian Ruochen: "Didn't you find evidence that Jiang Mingshan evaded taxes? You can't just do it quietly, right? Then it won't have any impact on Jiang Mingshan."
Guan Yingjun seemed to be thinking: "You want to use public opinion to create a chain reaction?"
"Yes." Jian Ruochen felt that it was good enough that Guan Yingjun could understand.
Today's public opinion is still very simple, mostly consisting of some incomprehensible gossip, and is not as complex as the public opinion wars of later generations.
After seeing the thrill of the public opinion war, let’s take a look at the rhythm of public opinion in 1992.
That really is from Star Wars to Makka Bakka.
Jian Ruochen said: "I will copy the recording in the next two days and sell it to the media, and let them publicize it."
"Just work with the tax authorities and take advantage of this opportunity to shut down the companies under Jiang Mingshan that are evading taxes. You don't need to worry about the rest, and you probably don't have time."
really.
In the next few days, Guan Yingjun was very busy.
When he came to his senses, the news outside was already everywhere: "Mr. Jiang mistook his son."
Gossip about wealthy families always spreads the fastest.
Zhang Xingzong was confused by the true and false news. He found Guan Yingjun in a daze and asked in a daze: "Sir Guan, Jian Ruochen and Lu Qian broke up. Was it really because of your interference?"
Guan Yingjun:?
What?
Bi Wanwan also came over: "I heard that you gave 99 roses to make people happy?"
Guan Yingjun:?
How do paparazzi increase the value of 1 to 99?
What's more, it was a mission requirement. How could it be considered as just a pretext to make people happy?
Ding Gaogou was sneaky: "Sir Guan, what I heard was that Lu Qian pursued Jian Ruochen in vain, and took Jiang Hanyu, who had a similar eye shape, into his pocket. Is this correct?"
Guan Yingjun: …
He slammed the file on the table, "You guys have so much free time? Have you already summarized the suspect information of the big robbery?"
After scolding the man, he went to the newsstand outside, bought a newspaper, and spread it out to read the relevant reports.
There was no discussion of anything that the team members were talking about; all the topics were focused on Jiang Mingshan.
Guan Yingjun vaguely realized Jian Ruochen's purpose, which was to take advantage of the fact that everyone's attention was focused on Jiang Mingshan to expose his tax evasion in one fell swoop.
With such encouragement, the attention focused on Jiang Mingshan will increase exponentially, and the level of discussion will also increase.
Jian Ruochen is so sharp and smart in this regard that it is terrifying.
He could even predict the public's reaction after each piece of news was released.
Guan Yingjun stuffed the newspaper he had read into the trash can and returned to the police station to continue investigating the case.
·
January 1st, New Year's Day.
It’s the 7th day after Jiang Hanyu got engaged.
Guan Yingjun led his men to launch a lightning attack and cooperated with the tax department to seal off two companies under Jiang Mingshan.
According to the agreement, the tax department quickly prepared for public disclosure after the seizure, showing unprecedented courage and speed.
When the tax department is writing the public announcement document.
Nine members of Group A of the Kowloon West Regional Crime Unit looked at each other in bewilderment at the port terminal.
We were all in plain clothes and slightly disguised, so we thought we wouldn't look like police officers.
Unexpectedly, as soon as I arrived at the dock, I was yelled at by the fishermen: "Get out, police officer! You stepped on my fish!"
Ding Gao nodded and bowed: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, uncle."
Zhang Xingzong couldn't bear to watch, "You are not a policeman now!"
Guan Yingjun said, "That won't work."
Jian Ruochen thought about it and said, "I have a way."
He put the deerskin watch on his wrist on Guan Yingjun, then ran to the nearby small commodity store to buy a few metal dog leashes and dog tags, and distributed them to everyone, "Put them on."
No one understands.
Jian Ruochen said again: "Don't tie your clothes, open them."
Guan Yingjun understood that they were pretending to be traveling with the bandits.
He lifted the collar of his windbreaker, took out a fake gold chain and put it around his neck, then lit a cigarette, squatted down and untied his shoelaces that were tied neatly, making them look weird.
When he stood up again, his righteous energy turned into banditry.
Everyone started to make fun of themselves. Among the 9 people, 7 turned from policemen into gangsters.
Bi Xianxian didn't get an assignment, "What about me?"
Jian Ruochen said: "You look like a big sister just like this."
Bi Xianxian asked again: "What about you?"
Everyone's eyes were focused on Jian Ruochen.
He doesn't look like a gangster, nor does he look like a policeman.
What does it look like?
Zhang Xingzong thought about the 800 pieces of gossip he had read recently, clapped his hands, and said loudly, "Isn't it just the little lover that Big Brother is carrying around?"
Jian Ruochen dried up the silence.
To be honest, the script was good, but he doubted that Guan Yingjun could act in the role.
Playing the role of an innocent policeman is just true to myself.
He also has some undercover skills when playing the role of the big brother.
Playing the role of an elder brother with a lover is indeed a bit difficult for a stubborn person.
If nothing unexpected happens, Guan Yingjun will definitely refuse.
Jian Ruochen looked at Guan Yingjun.
He took a puff of his cigarette and raised his chin: "It's feasible."
The tone was exactly the same as when he agreed to let Jian Ruochen pack ten at once.
Guan Yingjun narrowed his eyes and raised one arm, "Come here."
I got into the role pretty quickly.
Jian Ruochen walked over and asked, "What's wrong?"
Guan Yingjun held a cigarette in his mouth, half closed his eyes, raised his hand to loosen Jian Ruochen's low ponytail, and after looking at her for a long time, he sighed, "It's too small."
He seems a bit perverted.
Guan Yingjun said: "That's it, let's go."
The people on the boat must be wondering why another group of people came up. Maybe they can catch the most capable one on the other side and have a talk with him.
Next to Ding Gao, Liu Sizheng, who had been silent the whole time, whispered, "The brain is still useful when it is new. We are old and our thinking is not active anymore."
Ding Gao said, “That makes sense.”
Someone sighed, "In fact, Jian Ruochen shouldn't have come. He doesn't know how to fight and might be a drag."
Zhang Xingzong said: "Please show some respect to my God of Wealth."
Jian Ruochen smiled, and the group successfully boarded the boat. When they found their cabin, the ferry whistled and started.
The sound of the flute was heavy and distant, spreading over the sea like a horn.
Jian Ruochen booked a first-class ticket, and Jiang Mingshan was not far from them, so it was convenient for them to eavesdrop.
Zhang Xingzong touched here and there, and said dreamily, "I have never fought such a rich battle."
He bowed to Jian Ruochen and said, "God of Wealth, please bless me to make a fortune next year."
The ferry suddenly stopped and weighed anchor.
Jian Ruochen turned on the radio on the table in the upper-class cabin and tuned it to the Star Network Entertainment channel. The host's solemn voice came out:
"Recently, Jiangxing Electronic Technology, owned by Jiang Mingshan, president of Jiangting Group, and Jiangyou Construction Engineering Co., Ltd., had a major tax evasion incident involving a sum of up to 1 billion."
"Please read the detailed report below——"
Jian Ruochen changed the channel again.
The gossip host's indignant voice said, "You mean Jiang Mingshan forced you to drink, or else he would molest you, right?"
"He asked me to drink 50 cups of depth charges. How could I finish them? He is a scumbag."
Everyone was stunned. "Doesn't Jiang Mingshan control the media? Most of the media in Hong Kong is controlled by the Lu family. Why didn't anyone suppress it so quickly this time?"
Jian Ruochen smiled and said, "Because this time it's my family's, they can't suppress it."
Zhang Xingzong screamed, "Yours? The Star Network is also yours? You are too rich."
Jian Ruochen burst out laughing.
Jiang Mingshan cares most about reputation and face.
After today, none of that will exist anymore.
Tax evasion was enough to sentence Jiang Mingshan.
Not to mention the upcoming ferry robbery.
He's finished.
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