I Haven’t Been A Boss For Many Years

I Haven’t Been A Boss For Many Years Chapter 135

2022-03-09

Chapter 135 Da Zi Zai Tian

The elevator door just opened, Guo Weiming in uniform, raised his right hand, and approached enthusiastically silhouette , appeared in the corridor: "Mr. Zhang, welcome."

"The police station has been a guest for a long time in the future."

Zhang Guobin took Da Bohao and Dongguan Miao out of the elevator, and there was a hall entrance. The red stick, White Folding Fan, and straw sandals gathered at the General Administration.

I saw that Zhang Guobin stepped forward to hold Guo Weiming's hand, hugged gently, said with a smile: "I really miss the coffee from the police station."

"I want to drink it. Just come, you're welcome." Guo Weiming said with a smile.

"hehe." Zhang Guobin smiled: "That's why I'm here."

"Please." Guo Weiming extended the hand, pointing to the reception room, Zhang Guobin nods, entirely The group went straight to the reception room. When Zhang Guobin was seated on the sofa seat, a young and beautiful policewoman with a beautiful appearance from the public relations Section Chief brought two cups of coffee, bent over and bent his legs, and brought the coffee to Zhang Guobin. : "Mr. Zhang, coffee."

"many thanks madam." Zhang Guobin smiled lightly, his eyes closed as soon as he touched him, and he didn't swipe at madam.

He recognized the madam as the host of the Police Signal program.

Madam smiled politely, revealing two dimples, and then handed the coffee to Guo Weiming, and immediately got up and left, leaning slightly when closing the door, passing Li Chenghao and Miao Yishun who were guarding the door.

Guo Weiming sat on the master seat and asked, "Mr. Zhang, how is the coffee at the police station?"

Zhang Guobin took a sip of coffee and said with a smile: "The taste has always been It hasn’t changed, it’s very memorable, and I miss it often.”

“By the way, Sir Guo, I heard from you last time that the police force is going to be remodeled this year, and the funds will be stretched.” Zhang Guobin Put down the mug and asked with a smile.

"Yeah, the police force needs to change into a batch of weapons and some uniforms." Guo Weiming sighed, showing a bitterness and hatred. The most important mission of the public relations department is to establish the image of the police force. To deal with the public relations crisis, the second is to raise funds and make money.

Of course, the police force, as a violent organization, has always been short of money, changing weapons and equipment, and all uniforms are approved by the Hong Kong Governor, but the police officers want welfare and treatment!

All kinds of expenses, spend and spend, and the money on the book is not much.

Zhang Guobin twitched his lips with a chuckle and said witfully: "This year, China-Hong Kong Logistics has been doing well recently. In order to give back to the society, I plan to donate 300,000 yuan to the Hong Kong Police Force for police allowance expenses. .”

China-Hong Kong Logistics has a good relationship with both China and Hong Kong. Not to mention the logistics license in the mainland. If the police at the Hong Kong Port stop the car every day, the life of the logistics company will not be easy. Of course, the righteousness One is not smuggling in the sea, the other is not smuggling, and there is no fear of going out of the checkpoint.

In theory, there is no need to donate money to the police force at all.

300,000 is not a small amount. I can't go to the DreamWorks account, the clothing store, and the sneaker store's account all lose money. I have to go to the Zhonggang Yihai account, and let my grandfather and uncle pay some.

"Mr. Zhang is so generous?" Guo Weiming didn't immediately agree, but kept smiling, clutching his coffee cup and deliberating, "I wonder if Mr. Zhang has encountered any difficulties in his business recently."

"If it is a serious business, there is a place where the public relations department can coordinate, and the public relations department will make some efforts."

"Guo sir is joking, a serious businessman, where do you need trouble? Sir's place." Zhang Guobin declined hypocritically, and then changed the subject: "It's just..."

"It's just that my friend has a winery that was closed down by the police."

" Of course, counterfeiting wine is an illegal business, please rest assured Mr. Guo, I have absolutely nothing to do with counterfeiting wine." Zhang Guobin said righteously: "I just want to go back to the winery for my friend and do some decent winemaking business. "

"The winery in the ice-making kitchen?" Guo Weiming frowned, took a sip of coffee, and glanced at Zhang Guobin: "Mr. Zhang, you have many friends."

" I like to make friends... Guo sir knows, I am a generous person, a generous person, I have many friends, right?" Zhang Guobin opened his arms, leaned on the sofa calmly, and looked directly at Guo Weiming , Guo Weiming can see through Zhang Guobin's mind at a glance: "If Mr. Zhang just wants to sell the winery, it is not a big problem. The police detain the winery, the legal person of the winery has been arrested, and the court will auction the winery. ."

"Aiya, Guo sir!"

"A good winery, don't make benefits for the court ghosts." Zhang Guobin slapped his thigh and said aloud Said: "My own people, everyone is their own people!"

"Okay, I will coordinate this matter, but the legal procedures that should be taken, still have to go." Guo Weiming thought about it carefully , Zhang Mou agreed.

Using his position of authority, it is not a big deal to arrange for the winery to deal with it. It is not a big deal. The winery is transferred to Zhang Guobin. As long as Zhang Guobin operates legally, it is a win-win cooperation for the police force. project.

The fake winery itself is a gray business with one eye open and one eye closed, but once the winery becomes an ice-making factory, even if the chefs, raw materials, and bosses are all killed, the police will still want it. Shut down the winery.

Some things don't matter if they don't come to the table, and some things don't matter!

However, the winery is a factory after all, and the equipment inside is valuable. The employees of the factory have to eat, and the impossible has been left in the dark.

"many thanks Guo sir!" Zhang Guobin laughed and said thanks: "I just said, why is the coffee in the police station so hard to play, it's not coffee, it's the people in the police station that make people miss them Ya!"

"Hazard." Guo Weiming shook his head, picked up the coffee cup, and took a sip.

"Mr. Zhang really knows how to speak."

To tell the truth, although he knows that Zhang Guobin is indeed a leader of the society, he can't even see that Zhang Guobin has The appearance of the club boss, on the contrary, is downright like a business, wholeheartedly thinking about making money.

When other bigwigs see other clubs in trouble, the first reaction is to grab the site, the second reaction is to grab the business, and the third reaction is to grab the money directly!

Zhang Guobin is good, he doesn't want land, he doesn't want money, he comes to the police force to pick up bargains, picks and chooses, and chooses the right business.

"What's the use of speaking, I like Mr. Guo who does practical things." Zhang Guobin also does practical things, that is, giving money.

The two talked for a while, and the main thing was settled. Zhang Guobin didn't stay for too long. He answered a phone call at the end, and got up and left.

This time Guo Weiming didn't take Zhang Guobin into the elevator. When Zhang Guobin left the public relations department, he turned around and went back to the office to start handling things.

Zhang Guobin took the elevator downstairs first, ordered Dabohao and Dongguan Miao to get the car, changed another elevator, took the elevator to Twelfth Layer, and walked to the fifth floor to the roof of the General Administration Building.

Wen Qiren was wearing a military uniform and hat, with a cigarette in his hand and a bandage on his right hand, leaning against the rooftop wall to blow air.

The wind blew his hair slightly.

Zhang Guobin stepped on the leather shoes for a few quick steps, climbed to the rooftop, stepped forward and shouted: "Hello!"

"Zhang Sheng!" Wen Qiren lifted the head with a smile on his face look at him.

"Wen sir, invite me to the rooftop of the General Administration during the day, are you not afraid of death?" Zhang Guobin scolded and stepped forward, unable to help himself, and gave him a punch first.

Wen Qiren clutched his shoulders and shouted, "I'm afraid!"

"The rooftop of the General Administration and the sweeping Aunt are too lazy to come, and I can't see a silhouette in half a month. Did the Tigers see you?"

The sound of the wind almost drowned out the voices of the two.

Wen Qiren said with a smile: "You are dressed like this, passing by the Flying Tigers, you thought you were a brother!"

Zhang Guobin was speechless, straightened his suit, and stood up straight : "Tell me, what's the matter with calling me up?"

"It's okay, I'm happy, I just want to see the boss." Wen Qiren said with a chest.

"Come on, ask me to come up to the sun." Zhang Guobin scolded: "I have nothing to do in the future." Look at something." Wen Qiren took out a medal in his arms and showed off: "Bronze medal for bravery, point it, how mighty it is!"

"tsk tsk, so majestic, Wen sir, When will you be the first brother?" Zhang Guobin teased, Wen Qiren shrugged his shoulders: "It depends on whether the boss will support me."

"The boss will support me, and sooner or later become the first brother!"

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"Haha." Zhang Guobin took out a pack of cigarettes, took out one, and handed it to him: "I'll go downstairs after smoking this cigarette, and normally I won't meet again, so as not to affect your promotion."

"Okay." Wen Qiren took the cigarette and lit it, smoking the chimney: "If you have any information in the future, you speak, I will do things, and everyone will take what they need, boss!"

"You Do you think it's beautiful?" Zhang Guobin raised his eyebrows, but Wen Qiren said, "If you don't forget your roots, otherwise you will have no roots and you will not be happy."

Wen Qiren has seen how the police treat the line In human affairs, you can feel who is sincerely treating him as a brother. Perhaps, it is not customary for the police to treat informants in a very cold and cruel way, and the anti-drug campaign may not be intentional to push informants to death, but Wen Qiren dares to do so. Certainly, in the face of credit and informants, the overwhelming majority of police officers are selected for credit.

In the bottom of his heart, the police look down on the informant who came from the club, and he himself was admitted to the police force with the support of the club boss. If he doesn't hand him his identity information, will he die at the gunpoint of his colleagues, superiors, and subordinates one day, his honor will be stripped away, and he will become a stepping stone for another "asir"?

Wen Qiren couldn't help feeling how good the boss was to him. In this life, only the boss really treats him as a family member and is dedicated to his good.

Since that's the case, how can he cut it clean with the boss for the sake of his future and his life?

That's a beast! not human!

Wen Qiren has never felt that he is a hell. At this moment, he just lives comfortably.

Demon King Bo Xun, he becomes free.

If a person kills all sentient beings, he will not be ashamed and will never fall into evil.

This is, the top of the six heavens in the world of desire, the six Brahma gods, the great freedom heaven!

"Phew." Zhang Guobin pinched the cigarette holder with his fingers, squinted his eyes, had a feeling in the heart, looked at Wen Qiren in front, said with a smile: "My brother wants to be a brother, I'm sure Hold on to the end!"

"Going out, you need to show loyalty..." The wind continued to blow, and the smoke filled his face, but it couldn't block the eyes of the two of them looking at each other.

(end of this chapter)