Early in the morning, the police station started to get messy like a pot.

On one side are gangsters who look like human beings, but are wailing constantly. On the other side, there are drivers of the Liji Project dump truck who are confused and don’t know what is going on.

"Hey, sir, my head hurts so much. It's very likely that I was hit by those drivers, and I might die in a while!"

"Yes, let's test our injuries quickly. It's a terrible headache. It's all about seeing things!"

"Oh, oh, sir, help me!"

"You bad guys are enough to stop me!" The driver next to him shouted in anger with a dark look on his face: "We didn't do anything at all, you all fell to the ground! Bastard, I am the one who is most injured here. I want to vomit when I smell my hair now, and maybe I can only be bald in my life!"

"What a joke? You rushed over with a crowbar but many people saw it! You said you didn't hit, do you have any evidence?"

The driver was stunned by the questioning of the bad boy and couldn't speak. The matter was now just yellow mud and it was really impossible to wash it clean.

"It's bad, what's the matter with you guys!"

Just as the bad guys were thrilling, a policeman in plain clothes suddenly came into the office. He held a document in his hand and threw it onto the desk with a snap.

"Oh, isn't this the sir of O's memory?"

There was a person standing up in the crowd of bad guys, the one who threw the rotten eggs. At this time, he neither felt pain nor had the strength to greet him, and he smiled and greeted him with a smile on his face.

"I heard that you are causing trouble again in the morning. Do you want to stay at 123 for a while?"

The Glenchenko Punishment Center in Xiangjiang is located at No. 123 Glenchenko Road. It is obvious that this lanzi has become an old man there. He often goes to such low-level punishment centers, which shows that he is quite smart, does not make big mistakes, and makes small mistakes.

"Sir Lao, don't always look at people with old eyes." Lanzicheng smiled proudly and said, "This time, I suffered a loss. I was beaten by the people from Liji Engineering! The police in Xiangjiang can't ignore the beatings, throw the beatings into prison, right?"

Officer Lao seemed a little surprised, looked up and down at the different laozicheng, who was different from the past, and frowned: "I don't know about your situation yet? If you go to the construction site gate of Liji Project, don't go too far!"

"If you don't know, don't talk nonsense, otherwise I can sue you for slander!"

Of course, these loud words were not what Lan Zicheng said, but were heard from outside the office gate behind Officer Lao.

A middle-aged man wearing a suit and ties, and behind him was a young assistant with a bag, walked in majestic: "My client is the victim. You are accusing him of blackmail without evidence, be careful that I will complain to you!"

"Who?"

Listening to this, Officer Lao subconsciously shuddered - no policeman would like to say such words.

"I, Mr. Cheng Kejie, a lawyer from Swire Law Firm, have this police officer, remember when did he intervene in ordinary public security cases? For your previous words, I reserve the right to complain to the police force!"

"You-" Officer Lao seemed to want to get angry, but he finally held it back.

However, he turned to look at Lan Zaicheng, but he was thinking. When Lan Zaicheng actually hired a lawyer, if he really had this ability, he would not have been called Lan Zai.

"Lau Sir, curious?"

Lanzicheng turned his head away and laughed in a low voice: "How about we go out and talk?"

Officer Lao looked at him, then looked at lawyer Cheng Kejie. He felt more and more that what happened today was a bit strange, so he nodded, turned around and walked out of the office.

"Tell me, what's going on?"

Officer Lao popped up a cigarette and sent it to Lanzicheng's mouth, and then lit it for him with a lighter.

"This is not obvious. The superiors want us to do the Liji project." Lanzicheng smiled mysteriously: "Look, our class is just the beginning. Liji's property will definitely not be able to escape in the past two days."

Officer Lao couldn't help but take a deep breath: "Liji is a big company that Hong Kong has many, you are crazy!"

"It's not that we're crazy, it's Li Ji's crazy!" Lan Zaicheng curled his lips and snorted: "What era is this? You can't see the situation clearly?"

"Scene? What's the situation?" Officer Lao was stunned for a moment and shook his head, "Li Ji has a strong relationship with the British. Can the power be understood by a bad guy like you?"

"ha."

Lanzicheng raised an index finger and shook it gently: "If Officer Lao, I remember correctly, I am in my early thirties this year? Is it a plainclothes that can be remembered at this age, and the future is very good!"

"What do you want to say? I have returned from my position with hard work, which is different from you bad guys!" Officer Lao was a little angry.

"Yes, yes, of course, Officer Lao is young and has a purpose, but you have the day you are old." Lan Zaicheng blinked and smiled mysteriously: "If you can continue to develop in the police force, Officer Lao, guess who will send you your pension one day?"

"Of course this is the police force." Officer Lao was stunned.

Lanzicheng nodded and shook his head, and continued, "The police force is right, but where will the police force's money come from then on?"

"The Hong Kong government is responsible for the police force's budget."

"Well, then when you retire, who do you think the Hong Kong government has the final say?"

After Lan Zaicheng said this, Officer Lao couldn't help but be stunned for a while, and then couldn't help but tremble: "You mean--"

"Liki thinks it's amazing to rely on the British. In mainland China, don't look at the joy of dancing now, look at his list sooner or later!"

"What does it mean?" Officer Lao frowned, a little confused about this "exclusive noun".

"Ahem—"

Lanzicheng felt a little superior and said, "That's right, that is, what Liji Project has now eaten, you can see that it will be spit out all of it in less than ten years! Like Officer Lao, you are working hard for the British now, and the one who pays you a pension is not the British!"

"this……"

Officer Lao understood a little. He was not a real spy from the Hong Kong Police Political Department. He could pat his butt and go back to the UK when he arrived in 97. He would not be able to escape anywhere if he did this!

"Then you mean, you are giving--"

Officer Lao pointed to the north and asked suspiciously: "Work for the north? You are the only one? A bunch of bad guys?"

"Hi, how did you say this!"

Lanzi turned into a arrogant look: "What's wrong with Lanzi? Lanzi is not allowed to be patriotic!"

Officer Lao looked at Lanzicheng with a sensible look. It is rare that Lanzi, who is in the world, is actually arrogant. This made Officer Lao, who is used to looking at the British faces, touched a corner of his heart.

What is it?

He lowered his head and thought.

Suddenly, he suddenly understood.

The aura that Lanzi became is not because of how brave and fierce he is, or how powerful his gang is.

This kind of self-confidence belongs to the confidence of a strong country.

The confidence in your heart is completely different when working for a gang and making a strong country.

"Okay, I understand."

Officer Lao touched his nose with some disappointment. To be honest, he didn't know what kind of face he should face. He was the policeman, at this time, seemed to be standing opposite to justice. Instead, these gangsters suppressed themselves in their momentum.

"Don't do it too much. I will say hello to my colleagues in the public security industry. It's okay to delay it for a few days."

"Hey, that's fine. Thank you. Officer Lao." Lanzicheng bowed and smiled and revealed his true colors: "I originally wanted to drink a few more cups of tea from the police station, but it seems that I can only pay for it to eat outside this time."

"Okay, this is only once!" Officer Lao snorted: "If you are caught in again in the future, I will not be so easy to talk to."

"Don't worry, I understand!" Lan Zaicheng saluted and watched Officer Lao turn around and leave.

"It's done!"

Lanzicheng looked at the dirt truck driver who was still confused in the police station office and laughed. It seemed that the construction site of Liji Project would not be able to start construction without ten days or half a month.

As Lan Zicheng said, not only the Repulse Bay construction site, but almost all the businesses of the Liji Project have had many problems in this day.

Not only are there various problems in the construction sites under construction, but Repulse Bay is a high-end and rich area after all, and its work style is already considered mild. In some places where the public security is not good, there are also more special methods.

In addition, the properties that have been built and put into operation have also encountered problems one after another. Splashing red paint is outdated. I found two buses to scratch the doors of some properties, and then I couldn't walk through the main entrance for most of the day.

One or two problems are fine, but such incidents have occurred dozens of times in a row, and each of the Xiangjiang Police Station has exploded. The police were so busy that they didn't touch the ground. Those who didn't know thought that some major security incident had happened.

Without noon, the police station in Xiangjiang was filled with people related to the Liji Project. The ones who sent them in were almost all kinds of bad guys and gangsters under the major clubs, but these members of the club who were showing off in the past have become the "loss" side today.

But O'Chi, who was supposed to come forward, didn't say a word and just asked the Public Security Department to deal with the matter as an ordinary public security case.

The police officers who received the news in the police station also had their own considerations. The British could not afford to offend them, but their pensions would have to be paid by the Hong Kong government at that time. Both sides could not afford to offend them, so they could only use the wisdom of the bureaucrats.

All events are installed and processed in the prescribed process, and the maximum subjective "non-" motivation is exerted within the prescribed scope. Neither make mistakes, the speed of handling problems is slow, like a turtle crawling.

So when the news reached Huang Jingxian's ears, almost all the properties under Liji Group were in a shutdown.
Chapter completed!