I am a policeman

Chapter 11
"Lei Zai, what are you going to do with such a large amount of money? Investment or business. If you do business, I will introduce you to a few friends and keep it safe without losing money." Lard Boy asked.

"I don't know how to do business, and I don't have the time and energy. It's better to buy a house and collect rent. Brother Zi, you know a lot of people. Help me introduce some front houses and this tenement house. I plan to buy it. , help me contact the landlord to see how much it costs."

Lei Weidong took out a cash check, scribbled down the figure of 50 yuan, tore it off and handed it to Lard Boy, and said, "Brother Zai will treat you to tea with the rest of the money."

"Okay, Lei Zai, it's enough to be righteous. I'm committed to you as a friend." Looking at the amount on the check, Lard Boy smiled happily and said:

"I, Lard Boy, come out to play, the first thing is loyalty, Lei Boy, you are so generous, I can't let you suffer, do you want to take a step closer and become a senior police officer?"

In Xiangjiang in 74, due to the stock market crash and then the oil crisis, the economy of Xiangjiang, which suffered two heavy losses, declined to a low point. Not only the stock market fell to the lowest point, but also the housing price jumped to the lowest point.

Second-hand housing in urban areas used to be at least 50 yuan per square foot, but now it is almost 2 yuan per square foot, that is, you can buy it at [-] yuan per square foot. A common house of [-] square meters that can accommodate three people costs [-] yuan. can be bought.

This price is nothing in the Mainland, because in the 21st century, there are cities where you can buy a house with tens of thousands of yuan, but in Xiangjiang, this price has already reached the bottom, and it cannot be lowered.

Like the tenement where Lei Weidong lives, even the facade of the building is only more than 600 to less than 50 square meters, and the market price is only [-] yuan. Lei Weidong directly gave [-] yuan to Lard Boy, which is obviously a good relationship with him. mean.

"I'm definitely willing to be promoted, but it's just that I've only been in the police station for a few months, so it's too..." Lei Weidong expressed his concerns by retreating.

"At your age, it's definitely useless to be a detective. It's also a little difficult to be a police chief, but it doesn't matter to a senior police officer. Just wrap it on me and tell the detective in Central." Lard boy said, patting his chest.

There are more than 3 Chinese police officers in the Xiangjiang Police Force, among whom Lei Le is the highest ranking inspector.

The detectives in the following three areas are called senior detectives.

Further down are the inspectors of each division, a total of more than 20.

Together with senior detectives and Zonghua detectives, they constitute the top echelon of the Chinese police.

Further down is the sheriff. There are many people in this group. Each police station has a dozen or even dozens, and the entire police force has hundreds of people. As for the senior police officers below, they are no different from small soldiers.

Such a position, without Lei Le, is something that many detectives and even police chiefs can handle.
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"Uncle Biao, please accept your kindness."

The next day, Lei Weidong brought a large bag of snacks to the plainclothes team of the police station, and he sent them to everyone he saw, especially Uncle Biao, who directly gave a big red envelope.

"200 yuan, Lei Tsai, did you win the Mark Six lottery or did you pick up the money? Why are you so generous?" Uncle Biao asked in surprise as he opened the red envelope and looked at the two hundred-yuan bills inside.

"I didn't win the Mark Six lottery and I didn't get any money. I just went to Macau yesterday to play a few games and won some money. Let everyone share the blessings today." Lei Weidong smiled and distributed snacks to colleagues in the plainclothes team.

"Lei Zai, you can't bet on this thing. No matter how much you win, you may lose it." Hearing Lei Weidong's gambling, Uncle Biao was very worried.

The casinos in Macau are very powerful. They don’t care if you are a policeman or not. If you lose, you have to pay. If you don’t pay, you can go directly to Xiangjiang to chase the debt.

"Don't worry, Uncle Biao, I know the seriousness. I won't go to Macau in the future. If you want to go, you can interrupt my retreat. You should do your work first. I'm going to practice guns. You can distribute the rest of these things for me."

Stuffing the snacks in the bag into Uncle Biao's arms, Lei Weidong walked towards the gun room.

If I don't practice guns for a day, I feel uncomfortable. Today I have to make up for yesterday's vacancy.

"Uncle Dong, this is your red envelope. I have troubled you so much during this time." When he came to the gun room and saw Yang Jindong sorting out the report, Lei Weidong took out the red envelope from his pocket and handed it over.

"How can you give me a red envelope if it's not a festival or a birthday? Did you win money in Macau?" Unlike Uncle Biao, Yang Jindong knew that Lei Weidong went to Macau yesterday. Wei Dong won.

"I won, and I won big. Today, not only you, Uncle Dong, but also Uncle Biao, I gave red envelopes to make everyone feel happy." Lei Weidong explained.

"How much have you won, Lei Tsai, remember what I told you, ten bets and you lose, once this thing is contaminated, it will be a huge trouble." Yang Jindong said, he didn't want his promising apprentice to be ruined by gambling.

"It's a lot of money that ordinary people can't earn in their lifetime." Lei Weidong shrugged and said, "So, Uncle Dong, please give me 500 rounds of ammunition.

"Five hundred bullets, Lei Tsai, why are you so nervous?"

"The addiction to gambling is too great, especially after I win, I have to divert my energy." Pointing to the red envelope in Yang Jindong's hand, Lei Weidong said,

"Uncle Dong, you must help me, you don't want me to go to Macau again to lose my worth."

"Indeed, the addiction to winning in gambling is greater than that after losing. Gamblers always win first and then lose to get deeper and deeper." Yang Jindong nodded, "You have a good attitude, Uncle Yang, I support you.

"Here's five hundred rounds of ammunition. If it's not enough, there are still more. I must quit my gambling addiction."
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Lard boy has a wide network of contacts, both black and white are given to him to save face, it is too easy to find someone.It took only one day to find out who the owner of the tenement building is, what business he does and where he lives.

And I also know that because of the oil crisis, the economic situation in Xiangjiang has been very bad in the past two years, and the consumer goods business can't make much money. The British guy wants to end the business and return to China for development, and sell all the properties in Xiangjiang by the way .

Tang Lou wanted to make a move a long time ago, but he couldn't find a buyer.

So Lard Boy came to have a good talk with him.

Furthermore, knowing that the one who wanted to buy his own house was Brother Le’s follower, Lei Weidong, the Englishman didn’t dare to open his mouth, so he sold the tenement house to Lei Weidong for 24 yuan.

Let lard boy pick up a big deal.

Of course, Lard Boy also reciprocated, and helped with all the transfer procedures. The next day, someone sent the house deed to Lei Weidong, and helped Lei Weidong take care of the steps needed for promotion.

In other words, if Lei Weidong doesn't do anything, he will be a senior police officer next month at the latest.

Although the status is far from Lei Le's by a thousand miles, but the police rank is only one level behind. It is really too low for a detective's supporting police rank. Like a police officer, they all belong to the category of small soldiers.

(End of this chapter)