I Haven’t Been A Boss For Many Years

I Haven’t Been A Boss For Many Years Chapter 153

2022-03-09

Chapter 153 to Crown Prince

Three days later.

Mong Kok, Ming Sheng Building.

Zhuo Zhizhen sat in the car, wearing headphones, stretched his hands to his waist, unbuttoned his gun bag, took out a handful of . In my ear, listening to the spiral sound of the bomb bay, I made sure that the firearm was correct, and ordered in a solemn voice: "Action!"

"Yes, sir!" A uniform roar echoed in the earphones.

"pat ta, pat, pat." Immediately, there were five police cars in plain clothes on the street, the doors were opened, and the police officers of the anti-drug team wearing mobile suits and a bulletproof vest, Or holding a firearm, or carrying a shield, carrying a door slamming hammer, swiftly walking, and swiftly jumping into the entrance of the building.

Wen Qiren sat in a police car at the intersection, leaned against the chair, and quietly lit a cigarette.

Smoky.

Six men from the Criminal Intelligence Division, armed with weapons, sat in the car and acted as usual guards at the exit.

Since the big boss called three days ago, the Intelligence Department immediately cooperated with the anti-drug team, and launched an investigation into the Mingsheng Building Powder Warehouse and the New Orchid Pavilion at the same time. , there may indeed be a batch of goods hidden in Mingsheng Building.

This time, the anti-drug team did not hesitate and took action decisively.

The anti-drug team needs a sigh of relief!

"da da da." Twenty-three police officers from the anti-drug team rushed to the fifth floor and arrived at the door of the target room. Zhuo Zhizhen took the lead, took out his weapon, aimed at the door, and made a gesture: "bang !”

The two policemen stepped forward with the hammer, threw the hammer, and with a loud bang, they smashed the door lock neatly.

Zhuo Zhizhen didn't hesitate, kicked the door open with one foot, rushed into the room, aimed his gun from left to right, loudly shouted: "Narcotics Bureau, Narcotics Bureau, put down your weapons..."

In the room, on a wooden table, there are a water cup, a bowl of instant noodles, and three bottles of mineral water.

There are four large freezers in the hall, kitchen, and bedroom. Each refrigerator has its door lifted, the box is opened, and the wires are connected.

"crash-bang!" A large number of team members rushed into the room, their expressions very alert, and the scene was full of murderous aura.

"Zhuo sir!"

"The scene is under control, safe!"

"Safe!" The report sounded continuously in the earphones.

Zhuo Zhizhen's face was stiff, he lowered his muzzle slowly, and walked to the dining table step by step. The water glass on the dining table was full of yellowish cigarette butts. Smelly, the three bottles of mineral water are neatly packaged and placed on the table and the others come to drink...

These large freezers look like tools for storing goods, but there is not a package left in the freezer Next, the scene was even more crowded and empty.

The police officers could not help but look disappointed. They put away their weapons and gathered around the officer. p> "Yes, sir!" The police officers responded in a low voice, their morale was low.

When Zhuo Zhizhen brought a large group of guys downstairs, Wen Qiren couldn't help but feel puzzled. With a cigarette in his hand, he pushed open the door, trotted across the street to the convoy and asked, "Zhuo sir, upstairs. What's the situation?"

"The location is correct, but unfortunately it's late." Zhuo Zhizhen sighed, lacking interest, but still said to Wen Qiren, "many thanks for the information provided by the Intelligence Section."

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"I won't be able to catch them this time, but next time I will!"

"No thanks, Zhuo sir, I will definitely catch them." Wen Qiren said encouragingly, but in his heart looked thoughtful, nodded with a relaxed expression, ran back to the car of the intelligence department again, opened the car door, got into the car, and threw away the cigarette butt from the car window: "I'm done, I'll take you to lunch."

"many thanks Wen sir."

"many thanks Wen sir." The crew members in the car said happily, and the crew members of the other two cars received messages via radio, and each In the headset opened the mouth and said thank you.

Temple Street.

In an ingot candle shop, silver paper is sitting on the bench at the door, folded "Yuanbao" one by one, and candles are placed on the paper figurines by the store wall, the paper house.

A small one-stop shop, with strings of ingots, paper money, candles, incense in the cabinet, many paper figures standing on both sides, paper houses, paper cars, airplanes, large villa.

One was wearing a red vest, a white jacket, a pair of brown cloth shoes, and blue flared trousers, with yellow hair on his head. At the beginning, he held a string of paper money, and opened his mouth and shouted, "Brother Yuanbao, Brother Yuanbao."

"Morning, Che Cannon." Sitting on the stool, the silver paper glanced at the person in front of him with unhappy eyes. Gay Fatty runs the line of human organs abroad all year round. His silver paper is the right-hand man of Yuanbao, which is equivalent to a verbal horse. Of course, silver paper is also an outsole identity, and he wears a straw sandal, which is much higher than that of leaders such as Che Cannon.

Che Dagun heard the sound and showed a pleasing smile, bent down and bowed: "Brother Yinzhi."

Yuanbao was wearing a golden T-shirt with a tiger embroidered on it and raised his hand. Touching Chengliang's bald head, he stepped on his slippers and walked out of the back of the store. He raised his pants and shouted, "Che Cannon, do you want me to be a yao?"

"Brother Yuanbao, half an hour ago, the messenger stabbed me. The nest of Mingsheng Building." Seeing the boss coming out, Che Dabao rushed forward and shouted excitedly: "You haven't seen it, more than two hundred policemen, the Flying Tigers are here, carrying their shields, I rushed upstairs with a machine gun in hand. I was in the opposite building looking at it for a while, and if it weren't for the timely information of the boss, I'm afraid I would have been beaten into a muddy mud by the Flying Tigers."

"But with my skills, I can at least kill five or six, hehe." Che Dagun twisted his shoulders, his expression was a little excited, but as the boss's eyes swept over, he lowered his head timidly.

Yuanbao twitched the corners of his mouth and said helplessly: "The police number 200, do you want to be a policeman to fight drugs or fight?"

"You order Can't explain that the Governor of Hong Kong is in charge of himself!"

"It's the first brother! The first brother is in charge of himself!" Che Dagun hurriedly said: "I saw the first brother's hat!"

"Fuck!" Yuan Bao raised his palm, slapped the head of Che Da Cannon hard, lowered his head, and scolded: "You said that the first brother is a ghost or a Chinese!"

"Xiangjiang is the land of the Chinese, of course it is the Chinese..."

"Fuck You." The ingot, hate iron for not becoming steel, kicked two more feet, and when the anger dissipated, it was only bloomy face , said aloud: "It seems that the information given by Crown Prince is correct."

"Brother Yuanbao, is Crown Prince familiar with the police commissioner?" Che Dagun covered his face with his hands, A bunch of eyes were rolling between his fingers, Yuan Bao glanced at him and said, "You are very familiar with your mother."

"My mother died a long time ago, Brother Yuanbao!" Che Dapao showed a sly look.

The silver paper stepped forward and asked, "Big brother, will Crown Prince be so kind?"

"Hmm..." Yuanbao pondered, and after a while, he opened his mouth and said. : "Crown Prince may really want to help me."

"Since he is so loyal, then we can't be perfidious people, Yihai sits in the hall, alas, do it for Crown Prince Let's do it."

It's not that he didn't think about looking for a chance to hide the Crown Prince's hand, maybe when he thought of the man-eating eyes of his grandfather, he also thought of the uncles holding a lot of money in their hands, all Hall Masters are The uncles used to be the horse boy, and now the uncles have unanimously decided to recommend Crown Prince as the superior. He has no one to support him.

What's more, Crown Prince has already taken the initiative to show his favor, so why don't he go down the steps.

obediently and honestly be a red stick Hall Master.

"Big brother, do you want to be a Crown Prince too?" Yin Zhi stood beside him with a surprised expression.

He remembered that the boss had always had a bad relationship with the Crown Prince.

Yuanbao looked at him and said, "Wait for the Crown Prince to take the throne, you are also a Crown Prince!"

"However, since the Crown Prince helped me, I also want to. Knowing how to deal with etiquette and giving Crown Prince a way to make money."

Yinzhi stood beside, heard the meaning, opened his mouth in surprise and said: "Brother Yuanbao, you don't want to take the kitchen of Shencheng... "

This is a big source of money that Yuanbao has put in great effort and has only recently opened up. It's a few million dollars a month, and it's easy to let it go. Brothers are very distressed.

Yuanbao insisted: "It doesn't matter, I will ask Crown Prince for money later, wait for Crown Prince to become a restaurant, are you afraid that there will be no money?"

He was mainly afraid Grandpa felt that he was picking things up, not to mention, when Crown Prince held a meeting that day, no one else ordered him, but he ordered his life. If Grandpa wanted to help Crown Prince stand up, he would be like a piece of fish on a board. Attachment.

"Okay, okay, okay... Brother Yuanbao." Yin Zhi stammered and gritted his teeth painfully.

Yeah, it's almost crushed.

Here, Li Chenghao walked into the office with a document, put the document on the table, and said aloud, "Brother Bin, Yuanxing Group has approved the land."

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"Approvals, documents, formalities, everything is in the document."

Zhang Guobin's eyes were a little tired. Turning it over, he said, "Okay."

"The documents have been completed. We will give the relevant departments some foreign exchange. On the contrary, Yuanxing Group will not regret it."

During this period of time Tongkou brothers are very active.

Although it is a small-scale secret for the time being that Crown Prince was designated as the next session of Yihai's hall, the relevant personnel inside the hall have more or less revealed a little bit of wind. , on the one hand to establish the status of Crown Prince, on the other hand to make brothers happy.

It's not too much to be one of the top ten heroes of righteousness, right?

Zhang Guobin has been unable to sleep all night long since that day. From day to night, he didn't have the heart to care about DreamWorks, and he didn't have the energy to shoot female stars. At night, he dreamed of the police knocking on the door. Someone pointed a gun to his head and told him, sorry, I'm a good guy.

He cried and said, "I'm also a good person."

The other party was holding a cigarette, holding a gun, and shaking his head: "You are Yihai's sitting hall! "

"You are the good guy, and the other guy is the bad guy?"

This kind of nightmare can be done three times in one night!

Grandpa!

Be yourself!

Of course, he has also come up with some ideas that can be dumped...waiting for verification...

"Shen Xin is urging us to ship." Li Chenghao said aloud .

Zhang Guobin leaned on the chair, rested his head on his hands, put his legs on the desk, and said indifferently, "Tell him that the goods are already on their way."

( End of this chapter)