I Haven’t Been A Boss For Many Years

I Haven’t Been A Boss For Many Years Chapter 262

2022-03-21

Chapter 262 This night, King Ming returns

Tsim Sha Tsui.

Kors Road, Ritz-Carlton Building.

Zhang Guobin was freed from the Wenshan Huihai and began to go back to his own work, taking the big bottoms of Yihai to tour the field.

"Brother Bin."

"This building has 369 rooms, and the monthly pumping exceeds 5 million." Ma Wang followed behind the boss. Introduced chatteringly: "This month's hottest pin crown is called Xiaodie, living in 1708 on the 17th floor."

The entire group entered the elevator.

Ma Wang pressed down on the 17th floor: "You go and have a look first, Brother Hao and I, Yuanbao just had a late night snack..."

Zhang Guobin just wanted to refuse, Didi Di, the phone rang in Da Bohao's hand, Ah Hao answered the phone and turned his head and looked towards the sitting hall: "Brother Bin, the number helps Wu Zhaonan to see you and said that there is something important that he wants to talk to in person."

"Awu What's the matter?" Zhang Guobin tugged at the corner of his clothes and said simply: "Send me to meet Ah Wu first."

"Yes, boss." floor, the elevator opened twice, fell to the first floor, and several cars drove to the south area.

He Yihai has been in frequent contact with the Number Gang recently, and if I contact him a few more times, there may be rumors.

If it wasn't for Ah Wu's high status, powerful enough, and full of space for cooperation, Zhang Guobin would have been too lazy to meet Wu Zhaonan.

South District, Pokfulam, inside a tea restaurant.

"Brother Wu, I have no money lately." Zhang Guobin grabbed the big brother and shouted poor as soon as he sat down: "You know, the money has been invested."

He hoped that Wu Zhaonan's important thing was not to borrow money.

Wu Zhaonan proudly offered Zhang Guobin a cup of tea: "Brother Crown Prince has no money to talk to me. Recently, the real estate crisis bank refused to lend, so I can give you a loan."

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"No." Zhang Guobin glanced down at the tea: "What's the matter?"

"Last time Mr. Zhang introduced me to a person, this time I want to help Mr. Zhang introduce someone, Jianghu It is to help each other, and I hope to help Mr. Zhang." Wu Zhaonan glanced at the door, Zhang Guobin held up the tea, raised his other hand and flicked his fingers lightly, and several bodyguards at the door left the tea room, and the two numbers helped The iron gate of the restaurant was pulled up by hand.

A silhouette in a suit walked out of the back kitchen of the restaurant and sat beside the chair said with a smile: "Mr. Zhang, I have heard his name for a long time."

Wu Zhaonan introduced: "This is ICAChigh level investigation director Zhai Bingcan, charges me 50,000 yuan per month and 200,000 yuan per message."

Zhang Guobin reached into the inner pocket of his suit without the slightest hesitation, took out a check, and wrote Half a million figures.

"I'll pay for this money, Zhai sir, make a friend." His face had already become solemn, and he tore off the check and said to Zhai Bingcan, "This is an unregistered check from the deceased account."

Zhai Bingcan took the check with a smile on his face: "many thanks Mr. Zhang."

This offshore bearer check already belongs to a very high level of black gold.

If the flowers are placed abroad, they cannot be found.

He said softly and elegantly: "There is a black gold operation within ICAC. After investigating the accounts of Yihai Group last time, they are preparing to investigate the money laundering chain of Yihai Group."

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"I'm not the chief officer in this operation, and I can't help you much. Next time, Zhang Sheng doesn't need to give too much."

Zhang Guobin raised his eyebrows slightly, and replied calmly: "Zhai You are welcome sir, this news is very important to me."

"Brother Wu, many thanks." He turned his head and looked towards Wu Zhaonan.

Wu Zhaonan spread his hands: "I'm also under investigation, I can't help it, something happened during the same sect, it should be clear."

"Okay."

"I wish you a fortune." Zhang Guobin said briefly, then took out a box of business cards in his pocket, and said to Zhai Bingcan, "exchange the contact information and get in touch when you have time."

Zhai Bingcan also He took out a business card and exchanged with a smile: "Contact more."

"Let's go first, Brother Wu."

"Slow down." Wu Zhaonan was sipping on the iced lemon tea, Zhang Before leaving, Guobin said, "Be careful with diarrhea."

The iron door of the tea restaurant opened.

“Brother Bing.”

“Brother Bing.”

A group of younger brothers were guarding the door.

Zhang Guobin patted the target boy on the shoulder: "Go back to the house!"

He sat in the back seat of the Pingzhi sedan, his chin resting on his right hand, and the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became.

First of all, ICAC has a long-term operation dedicated to economic/bribery crimes, and secondly, Yihai has been targeted by ICAC.

The last ICAC investigation was not the end, it was just the beginning. The other party's tax investigation had little to do with the rebound, but a long-term action against the association. The other party began to investigate the money laundering chain behind Yihai.

Heyihai 11th parish has only the management area involved in money laundering, mainly by means of financial investment.

The business volume is not large, and Tangkou earns less than ten million yuan a month.

The accounts of He Yihai Company are entrusted to foreign companies.

Because, the main reason is that the piping area is not strong enough to prevent the company's funds from going into trouble.

"The money laundering business in the control area must be abandoned!" Zhang Guobin made a decision. As for why the Number Gang has a connection with Zhai Bingcan, there is no need to delve into it, money. Wu Zhaonan gave him the line of Zhai Bingcan, and he wanted to inherit Wu Zhaonan's favor. It seems that Wu Zhaonan has a bright future in the investment in the mainland. The two have more and more human debts and more and more space for cooperation. He Yihai is in ICAC. The lack of eyeliner is indeed an oversight.

If Wu Zhaonan was not in charge this time, Tangkou would not only lose a group of brothers, but Yihai Group would also be caught in the storm. In the future, there will be opportunities to make up for it. No, Zhai Bingcan can be considered to make up for it, but there must be a real own people.

"Lao Wu is a good person." Zhang Guobin thought to himself, and the club meeting was held on the second day.

That night, the Police Department, the General Administration Building.

A hearing room.

Huang Zhiming was wearing a black suit, looking haggard, and sat silently on a chair.

A dark hearing room, tables, chairs, people, a lamp, nothing else.

In the large room, across from his chair, a long table was laid out.

Three high level superintendents, two chief superintendents, and an assistant commissioner scrutinized him.

Lights hit his head.

Assistant Commissioner read all the folders, holding a pen, solemnly asked: "Superintendent Huang Zhiming, the investigation of you by the Internal Investigation Division has ended."

"The report says You are suspected of covering up, dereliction of duty, murder, accepting bribes, and selling police intelligence for a total of seven crimes, and will decide to initiate criminal proceedings in court."

"What do you want to explain to this?"

Huang Zhiming lowered his head, looked at the shadow on the ground, and said nothing.

Assistant Commander of Ghosts saw him, he turned around to talk to the three Chief Superintendents, one of the Chief Superintendents raised his head and said to Huang Zhiming: "Superintendent Huang Zhiming, what you did to the police force. The contribution is obvious to all, and if you want to appeal, the police will try to support you.”

“Maybe you can no longer wear the police uniform, but you can be exempted from criminal charges.”

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During his tenure in office, Huang Zhiming received many awards and was promoted to superintendent. As a member of the Constitutional Committee, his internal handling was actually very cautious.

Being so cautious that Li Yongli died a month later, the Internal Investigation Section has just ended, and criminal charges have not yet started.

At this time, Huang Zhiming had long since lost his radiance when he was promoted, and returned to the decadence when he was just reinstated, and his face was full of scum.

He looked away from the shadows, raised his head and said to the Chief Superintendent: "No need."

In fact, many of the charges submitted by these investigation departments are old accounts.

The Chief Superintendent said in surprise: "Huang sir, the sir wants to help you."

"Help your mother." Said: "I've been undercover for the police force for more than ten years, and I've caught more thieves than you have ever seen. How many boats and how many guns the British have are amazing!"

"Help you guys The ghosts work hard, bah!" Huang Zhiming turned his head and spit out a mouthful of saliva, cursing: "TMD must not end well!"

The assistant director's expression changed suddenly, and no one in the entire police force dared to speak to him like this. The Chief Superintendent immediately shouted: "Huang Zhiming!"

"Be careful that the police force accuses you of one more crime of insulting your boss!"

"It's really funny, the police force still has such Sin, it's really funny, this kind of sin is really TMD!" Huang Zhiming showed an angry look in his eyes, and said with a ferocious face: "You group of henchman, the worst thing tonight is that you didn't handcuff me!"

"What do you mean?" The Chief Superintendent rolled his eyes, propped himself up against the table, and got up angrily: "This is what the police force does to his colleagues..."

"Put on your mother, stop farting !" Huang Zhiming stood up abruptly, and threw the chair towards the interrogation table: "Let you be a dog for a foreigner!"

"bang!" The Chief Superintendent fell to the ground. Without the slightest hesitation, Huang Zhiming jumped up and rushed towards the long table. He pressed the head of the assistant director and slammed it on the table: "peng!"

The ghosts are pampered The door of his face hit the table, and a severe pain came, and there was a bloodstain on the table. The three high-level superintendents rushed towards Huang Zhiming without saying a word. Tortoise Fist pulled Huang Sir and beat him, but when it came to fighting a group of high-level superintendents How can a police officer compare to "Brother Wang" who came from undercover?

Ming Wang still had his collar torn, punched in the face, his elbows and knees changed, knocking three high-level superintendents to the ground in a blink of an eye.

"FUCK, FUCK!" The ghost shouted while covering his head, King Ming kicked the Chief Superintendent over, grabbed the collar of the ghost with both hands, and shouted loudly, "Tell me! Is the police force guilty of assaulting the boss!!!"

"Tell me if there is?"

"Yes! Or not!!!" The roar echoed in the hearing room, ghosts There was a hint of panic in the eyes of the guy, keenly smelling a killing intent in the air, a group of police officers from the security department rushed into the hearing room at some point, and several people pulled the crazy Huang Zhiming away and saw the processing director and The five high-level police officers had wounds all over their faces. They immediately pulled out their batons and stabbed Huang Zhiming in the stomach. They stabbed Huang Zhiming to the ground, and then raised their sticks and beat him.

When the police officer of the Security Department took off Huang Zhiming, who was full of blood and almost unconscious, passing the corridor, the head of the serious crime team "Liu Jianwen" held a document in his arms and looked at the hearts of his former classmates. Trembling, he opened his mouth and said, "Huang sir."

Huang Zhiming dragged his legs drooping on the ground, his arms were hoisted, the corners of his bloody mouth, as if he heard it, suddenly pulled out a smile like a devil .

The story of this night is destined to be a sensation in the Hong Kong police circle.

(end of this chapter)