Chapter 71 Eating
Lu Jingchen stared at Jian Ruochen. He had never been contradicted like this before.
At home, he could vent his anger by smashing cups.
But in the police station, Jian Ruochen can break up with him, but he can't do anything to Jian Ruochen.
His son is still in Jian Ruochen's hands.
Lu Jingchen closed his eyes to calm down his anger, then he slowly stood up and found a way out. "Mr. Jian, you don't have to be so decisive. We can talk about it in private in a couple of days."
Lu Rong stood up as well.
He looked at Jian Ruochen, suddenly smiled, bowed, then turned and left, leaning on his walking stick.
Zhang Xingzong's eyes widened, and he wanted to stare a hole through the backs of Lu Rong and Lu Jingchen, muttering, "Snakes and rats of the same nest."
Guan Yingjun said: "Let's go and do some work."
Lu Qian’s arrest is not the end, but just the beginning.
The entire regional police station was busy.
The black policemen deliberately left behind by the Criminal Intelligence Department as cover are no longer useful.
Ji Bailou personally took action to arrest Duan Ming and interrogate him.
At the same time, we must take time to thoroughly investigate Tianquandu Entertainment City and search for evidence of drug trafficking.
Within the Organized Crime Investigation Section.
Gong Yingjie roamed around in the "Chao Yi Gang" case and exhausted the bank robbers before he finally found out the Chao Yi Gang's stronghold.
In comparison, the serious crime squad is the least busy.
All we have to do is take statements from the 130 victims of the organ trafficking case one by one.
Anyway, there are no idle people in the Anti-Black Federation. They are all elites who have been screened through layers of screening.
There is a special drug investigation department to investigate drugs.
The Special Duties Team of the Police Force is in charge of the crackdown on prostitution at the pornographic bathing center owned by Lu Qian.
The Independent Commission Against Corruption is responsible for tax evasion.
Jian Ruochen is a non-staff member and doesn't have to worry about things like taking victims' statements.
So he sat alone at Guan Yingjun's desk and wrote the case report for several hours.
Starting from Jiang Yongyan's case, write down every detail on paper.
By the time the sun was setting, I had to refill my pen with ink three times before I could explain the process of capturing Lu Qian.
Each and every one of them is a crime.
Every word and every sentence is about performance.
Jian Ruochen raised his hand to rub the back of his neck, then stood up to stretch his muscles.
When Guan Yingjun came in with the victim's statement form, he happened to see him opening another candy and putting it in his mouth. There was a thin layer of plastic candy wrapper in the trash can next to the desk.
"Like this candy?" He walked to the desk, took off his frameless glasses, and flipped through Jian Ruochen's report. "Why is there no signature?"
Jian Ruochen said vaguely: "I haven't joined the company yet, how can this performance be counted as mine? Rather than letting the higher-ups take it away, it's better to give it to the people in Group A."
"Sign it." Guan Yingjun pointed to the empty space. "You can sign it after you start working. As long as I am here, what belongs to you will always be yours."
Jian Ruochen looked up at him for a while, then unscrewed the pen cap and wrote his name in the specially left blank signature space.
His heart beat faster and the tips of his ears felt hot.
The sunset outside the window was dazzlingly red, and the orange-red light fell on the signature, making the name particularly clear.
Jian Ruochen finished writing, looked up and smiled at Guan Yingjun: "Thank you very much, Sir Guan."
"No, it's my duty." Guan Yingjun took his coat and put it on. "It's time to get off work, go home and eat. The people from the Central Bureau will definitely test your position first, but the initiative is in your hands, so don't worry too much."
Jian Ruochen said "hmm".
The two walked side by side to the parking lot, got in the car and left the police station.
In the evening, the Hong Kong River is sparkling with golden lights and tall buildings stand in rows.
Kowloon is an area full of high-end hotels. When the car passes by the hotel, you can always see men and women in high-end dinner gowns getting out of the cars, walking in and out with graceful steps, chatting and laughing, which is extremely extravagant.
Jian Ruochen supported his chin and keenly noticed that many bars and restaurants in the Mong Kok area of Kowloon and near the pier and port were closed. Even Chen Hetang was completely closed, and the streets were full of police officers working overtime.
The businesses that were closed were probably Lu Qian’s. I wonder if these stores will be auctioned off? The auction price is low, so I just bought it and played with it...
Jian Ruo was thinking and thinking, and fell asleep in a daze.
Guan Yingjun glanced to the side.
Jian Ruochen's health has not fully recovered, and he tends to become sleepy when he has too much to do.
I did so many things during the day and it was such a thrilling day, it was really tiring.
He drove the car to the door of his house and saw that the lights in the other living rooms were not on, so he turned off the engine and did not rush to call for help.
Guan Yingjun's gaze fell on Jian Ruochen.
The sleeping boy looked exceptionally soft, his brows drooped, and his breathing was steady and long.
On the roadside, the dim light from the garden horticultural lamps poured into the car, sweeping across Jian Ruochen's eyelashes and casting a fan-shaped shadow. Part of her face was pressed against the seat back, making her dimples vaguely visible.
Guan Yingjun stared at it for a while and suddenly remembered that he seemed to have not smoked for a long time.
In the past, when I was under a lot of pressure and felt uneasy, I would always smoke to relieve myself. Most plainclothes police officers were heavy smokers. Even Bi Xianxian would smoke two ladies' cigarettes when she was upset.
But since Jian Ruochen came, everyone in their Group A rarely smokes anymore.
There is less pressure, and I am busy all day long. One performance after another is achieved, and I get paid a lot of money and have more bonuses than I can spend.
No matter how upset you are, it seems like nothing matters when you see Jian Ruochen walking into Group A's office with a smile on his face.
Guan Yingjun heard the sound of a car engine behind him, called out Jian Ruochen's name, and whispered, "Wake up. We're here."
He parked the car and waited for Jian Ruochen to wipe his face with a wet towel before he led his men and the contact person from the central bureau into the room one after another.
"Aunt." Guan Yingjun greeted and bent down to get slippers for Jian Ruochen and the guests.
Jian Ruochen changed his shoes at the door, looked up and saw Chen Yunchuan, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, and smiled first, "Officer Chen, long time no see."
"Yes." Chen Yunchuan smiled, his eyes moving between Jian Ruo's red face and Guan Yingjun, "Come in quickly."
Le Jinwen followed the Central Bureau liaison officer who came in and shook hands with him, "Old Li, long time no see."
"Long time no see, Director Le."
"Come in and eat and chat." Le Jinwen glanced at Guan Yingjun.
Guan Yingjun introduced Jian Ruochen, "This is Li Maoming, the liaison officer of the Interpol China Central Bureau."
"Officer Li, this is Jian Ruochen, the criminal psychologist of Group A of the Kowloon Regional Police Department's Serious Crime Squad."
Jian Ruochen looked up and saw that Li Maoming was about forty or fifty years old, with slightly gray hair cut into a neat short style, combed back, and a very strong body.
He was wearing a neat gray and black sports jacket, which was open, revealing the white lining underneath. He had no belly and a gun on his waist.
Li Maoming was also looking at Jian Ruochen.
Jian Ruochen looks a little too young and doesn't look like a policeman.
There is an old Chinese saying that goes, "A man without hair on his lips cannot do things with confidence."
He doesn't agree.
They all say that young people are talented. In many industries, if you are not famous before the age of 20, you will never have a chance in your life.
The older a criminal policeman gets, the more valuable he becomes. What’s valuable is his experience, but sometimes the younger he is, the sharper his brain is.
Both of them were silent for a moment, then reached out their hands at the same time.
Li Maoming raised his eyebrows slightly, "Hello."
Jian Ruochen smiled and said, "Hello, Officer Li."
mandarin.
Sweat suddenly broke out on Li Maoming's back.
In the 1990s, there were very few Hong Kong people who could speak Mandarin. Most Hong Kong people look down on mainlanders, and will not deliberately learn Mandarin.
I got the videotape in the afternoon and decided on dinner after that.
It's impossible for Jian Ruochen to learn Mandarin in just one afternoon, right? He must have known it.
What is his identity?
Why did you break your conventional thinking and contact the mainland and release the news at the same time as soon as you got the videotape?
Could it be that the higher-ups sent some extra personnel at short notice and didn’t tell him?
Li Maoming was unsure of Jian Ruochen's identity, but he didn't show it on his face and smiled, "You're right."
"Is it accurate?" Jian Ruochen's voice was full of laughter. "I used to work in a restaurant owned by a mainland boss, and he taught me a few tricks."
Rather than letting Li Maoming find out something is wrong later and then suspect this and that, it would be better for him to take action first.
Li Maoming's back relaxed a little.
He came here with a mission today and he can't mess it up.
Le Jinwen was shocked by Jian Ruochen's Mandarin. He had learned it and could speak it, but he could never speak it as accent-free as Jian Ruochen, like a native mainlander.
The group walked to the dining table and sat down.
Le Jinwen raised his glass and gave an opening speech. After a few rounds of greetings, everyone slowly got to the point.
Li Maoming said: "I heard that the Kowloon Regional Police Station arrested Lu Qian?"
"Yes." Guan Yingjun said, "But the Lu family has a lot of experience in committing crimes, and the court's position is not firm, so it is difficult for us to convict them."
Li Maoming said "hmm" and looked at Jian Ruochen, "I know what you are thinking. Release the videotapes on both sides at the same time to put pressure on them, use public opinion to force the court to make a fair judgment, and make the politicians too busy to protect Lu Qian."
Le Jinwen said: "Eradication of this stubborn force of the British Hong Kong Army rooted in Hong Kong will be very beneficial to our family."
Jian Ruochen's lips curled up slightly.
To be honest, as long as the police in mainland China are not crooked, they all like to hear people from Hong Kong, Macau and Taiwan say "we are one family".
It makes sense that Le Jinwen can become the director.
Li Maoming's face was touched, "Ah... everyone has had a hard time in recent years."
Chen Yunchuan continued, "It's the darkness before dawn. Just bear with it and it will pass."
"Since we are all one, I will speak frankly." Li Maoming looked at Jian Ruochen and said seriously, "This videotape is very valuable. It can indirectly help the Hong Kong government to change its blood. You gave it to us, and it was broadcasted in the mainland and Hong Kong at the same time. You are recognized as one of our own."
Jian Ruochen said: "Just say the but at the end."
Li Maoming couldn't remain serious anymore.
This young man has a perfect sense of proportion.
He smiled and said, "But, after all, you have a special status. What we need is a long-term and stable partner."
I don't want a fence-sitter or a partner who can run away at any time.
Given Jian Ruochen's identity, they either had to trust each other completely or be wary of each other. They had to find a balance.
The relationship cannot be too ambiguous.
Li Maoming took out a document and said, "Well, we actually have a little selfish motive. Mr. Jian, are you willing to do a development business with the mainland?"
Jian Ruochen wiped his hands and took the document.
On it was a document and expected valuation of development projects in Hong Kong and Shenzhen.
Li Maoming suppressed his nervousness and spoke freely, "The higher-ups are planning to vigorously develop the Shenzhen Stock Exchange, but not many people dare to do it now, and they are all waiting and watching. Mr. Jian has a lot of resources, I wonder if he can cooperate with us?"
Jian Ruochen looked at the cross-sea bridge in his file, the international trade plaza and duty-free city inside, and the textile industry and clothing trade building that he hoped to invest in and build. There was some sweat on my shoulders and neck.
On the surface, this is a test of one's stance, but once he signs, he has clearly chosen a side.
The mainland can rest assured that he is one of their own.
All the British titles and royal bloodlines will be ignored in the future, just like the wealthy people who bought Chinese swords crazily in the future.
But behind the scenes this is...
It can be considered as money sent to him by the motherland!
Shenzhen's development projects, how much money can we make in the future!
How many people can be employed?
Just thinking about it made Jian Ruochen's blood boil.
It’s only 5.9 billion, his annual profit is more than that.
Li Maoming thought he was hesitating. After all, it was not a good idea to do a business worth 5.9 billion right away.
Oh, he is so miserable.
If you ask him, just take a videotape and play it. Anyway, mutual benefit is right in front of us.
What a mess.
Why did the Ministry of Foreign Affairs fall into his hands? It’s infuriating.
Li Maoming said: "Actually...we can also switch to a project with fewer items."
It's not impossible to lower it a bit.
As for the price, you can return it.
He reached out to retrieve the document.
Jian Ruochen grabbed Li Maoming's hand.
You want to take back the food that’s already been fed to you?
Don’t even think about it!
Li Maoming pulled hard but couldn't pull it out.
“…”
This guy is quite strong.
Energetic.
Jian Ruochen turned to Guan Yingjun and said, "Pen."
Li Maoming:?
What? Sign it now?
Are you planning to tie up with the mainland?
He swayed in his chair. "Well, why don't we ask someone to look at the contract first? Think it over before signing it, okay?"
This matter is as if he has cheated someone's child.
5.9 billion, not 59 yuan.
"Let's take a closer look at the contract first..." Li Maoming advised in a low voice, "Actually, we are quite poor now, and this is the first time we have undertaken such a large project..."
Jian Ruochen is very confident.
It’s not like he hasn’t been to the cross-sea bridge and the international trade center before. They’re both extremely beautiful.
He said firmly: "Well, we are one family and we don't have different opinions. Director Le also said that we are all one family."
After he finished speaking, Le Jinwen looked at Li Maoming with a strange look in his eyes.
They are sincere and you seem to be trying to deceive them.
Li Maoming had no way of expressing his pain.
He advised: "Think about it again."
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