History of Hong Kong Island

Chapter 220
"come in."

Yan Xiong and Chen Zichao got the boss's consent, carried the cash box into the office, and put the two cash boxes on the table.

With He Dingxian's status in the police force, even if he is transferred to the serious crime team, it is impossible to collect the money like Inspector Hua.

What is the monthly fee for a Senior Inspector?As a subordinate, Gao Yongsheng could only set an appropriate amount and obediently hand over the money.

He Dingxian looked at the green Hong Kong dollars in the cash box, and asked aloud, "How much?"

"30."

Yan Xiong said: "One box is 15."

"Understood." He Dingxian was quite satisfied with the numbers, and waved his hand and said: "Call Azi."

"Yes, Brother Xian." Yan Xiong replied solemnly.

Lard Boy is no longer the "charterer" of the police force, and now the "charterer" is served by the high sir's rent collector "Xiao Lao Zeng".So after Yan Xiong and Chen Zichao left the police station, they immediately sent someone to notify Lard Boy.Ah Tsai, who was drinking tea with Teochew porridge and Lin Datou, got up and rushed to the Wanchai mission station when he received the news.

After he was no longer in charge of rent collection, the days of collecting and paying fees every month became more leisurely. With no power in his hands, he was not as prestigious as before. He often drank tea and watched horses to pass the time.The big boss called him on the day when the fees were paid, and he had to cheer up.

"Boss, you are looking for me." Zhu Youzai walked into the office area looking left and right, just in time to see the ghosts starting to collect fees, each of them was holding a stack of money, ranging from a thousand yuan to as many as two or three Qian, couldn't help sighing inwardly: "The ghost eats his mouth full of oil, but the little ghost didn't get any good."

Fees have risen sharply in the past two years, and the fees for ordinary plainclothes have already caught up with British police officers, only the uniformed team is slightly less.The old devil is taking more and more money, but he is reluctant to share it with the British police officers, which makes the British police officers generally have some opinions.

It's not that the fee has never been raised, but it has been raised, the same as it has never been raised.

Because the Chinese police officers paid more, and the Chinese chiefs were willing to take the money out.

When He Dingxian saw Lard Boy close the door, he threw out a cigarette, stood up and said, "Get a box of money for me to distribute. I don't have the habit of eating alone, even if I have ghosts under my command, I still get the money."

Lard boy's eyes fell on the open cash box on the table, and he held the cigarette in his hands, wondering: "Brother Xian, haven't all the ghosts taken the money?"

"My subordinates have to get an extra copy, do you know what to do?" He Dingxian pointed to the team members outside the window.

Lard Boy smiled and said, "I'm the best at handing out fees."

"Brother Xian, these ghosts are so lucky to meet you, a living Bodhisattva."

"If you change a Chinese police officer, they won't even give them shit!"

He Dingxian waved his hand, accepted Ma Zai's flattery with a smile, and urged: "Go to work, remember, the chief inspector has no job, and I paid that old devil."

"Yes, sir!" Zhu Youzai was wearing a white shirt and cloth shoes, raised his arms, and saluted pretendingly, his fatness was ridiculous.

He walked to the coffee table and closed the cash box, turned around and went out with the money in his hand, and walked into the locker room under the watchful eyes of the police officers.

The police officers exchanged glances with each other, and they had a vague premonition of something, and they were all excited.Half an hour later, Zhu Youzai walked out of the locker room, saluted and said with a smile: "Everyone, Sir, Sir He sent coffee coupons to everyone, please drink coffee."

"I hope you like Sir He's coffee."

Seeing this scene in the office, He Dingxian smiled unbearably, and shook his head secretly: "I really know how to play."

"Thank you, sir!"

"Thank you sir!"

Several police officers shouted.

Afterwards, Zhu Youzai left the mission station with an empty cash box. There was only 5 yuan in the cash box. For another senior inspector.

The police officers of the department were itchy. Seeing the rent collector leave, they got up and entered the locker room.

Every police officer has a stack of Hong Kong dollars stuck in the crevice of his wardrobe.

When a policeman walked out of the locker room shaking Hong Kong dollars and looked at his colleagues with raised eyebrows, the rest of the police officers got up one after another and all entered the locker room to pick up the Hong Kong dollars. The whole anti-corruption room was filled with the smell of corruption. taste.

When Da Vinci came to the locker room, he saw a thick stack of banknotes lying on the chair in front of his grid.

He picked up the banknotes and shook them, only to feel that they were very heavy. After counting each one, he put [-] Hong Kong dollars in front of his mouth and kissed it.

"I love you, Sir He!" He can only get more than 1 a month in the anti-corruption office, and [-] Hong Kong dollars directly doubles his income. A Chinese police officer doesn't have to do anything, and he gets extra money every month double the income.

All the ghost police officers were very happy.

The Anti-Corruption Office is a fat and water department. The oil and water are not for the low-level police officers. The wage earners are wage earners everywhere.

Most of the income falls into the hands of the department heads, no matter where they are, the top leaders will kill them all!

William was in a good mood when he received the news in the office. Although he hadn't received the money yet, it seemed to him.He sir is willing to share the money with the brothers, but he also expressed his sympathy and gave all the money to the brothers under his command?Can we get less of him?Guys, give him double or double, at least give him three or five times, right?

Ten to 20 per month.

This is more than the Director earns!

I don't even think about it, whether I deserve it or not, and if I am willing to spend so much money, I can't spend it on the chief superintendent, but on a chief inspector?
William felt that it was only right and proper that the Chinese should give money to the ghosts, but now he is not in a hurry.

Very patient.

He Dingxian found out that after sending the money to the ghost, the British police officers in the department would take the initiative to chat about the money with people from other departments when they smoked in the corridors of the police station and at the stairs. several.

Because, this is a windfall, effortless, human nature likes to brag, to satisfy one's own vanity with the envious eyes of others.

Ghosts are also human, and they like to blow water.

People who are usually very strict in their work, in this kind of matter, they will keep it secret if they don't see it. If you have money, you just have to let people know!
Therefore, without any publicity, the matter spread throughout Wanchai. The British police officers in the department may know that the news will make their colleagues jealous, but they don't care, what they want is the envy of their colleagues.

If you don't envy me, I'm all in vain.

After all, what could be the envy of colleagues?Their heads are already full of Hong Kong dollars, and they would never have imagined that people in other departments would regard them as one with the Chinese, because everyone pays fees, and the extra money they get is the advantage brought by the British police officers .

If you want to hate, you can only hate that Sir He didn't tune you.But they forget that only when the Chinese police officers receive the fee, the rent collector will put the money in the locker room.Even if they realize it, they will definitely take it!

Why can the Chinese collect money like this, but they can't?Banknotes can be used regardless of political affiliation.

But in just one afternoon, there were rumors in the mission that the anti-corruption office had received money from the Chinese gang and would start an internal investigation of the British police officers in Wanchai.

The news spread in a precise manner, and it was also said that He Dingxian wanted to use the internal investigation to make meritorious service and be reassigned to the front-line operation department.

in the office.

He Dingxian handed a cup of hot tea to Zhong Dewei, the police chief in uniform, and greeted him: "Sir Zhong, the news spread so fast, please trouble your fellows."

"Hehe, it's not always necessary for the uniformed team to go to battle, but we need to spread the news, hehe, it will spread throughout the department in five minutes, and the whole Hong Kong police force will know about it." Zhong Dewei took a sip of his cigarette and sighed: "The ghost of the anti-corruption office It’s like mud fell into the crotch, no matter how you wash it, it can’t be cleaned.”

People are naturally curious about rumors, and they will not believe in free lunches in the world. Since the British police officers in the anti-corruption office get money, the chances of cooperating with Chinese inspectors are extremely high. Otherwise, why should Chinese inspectors give you money? Where is the money?

But the anti-corruption ghost will feel wronged by the hostility of other colleagues. The Chinese police officers are willing to send money to prove their support for the British Empire. I am taking money for the country. How dare you wrong me?This tone is unbearable for normal people. If things ferment, the two sides can easily misfire.

"I'm still a bit emotional now, and I need some more firewood from the guys in the uniform team." He Dingxian picked up a cigarette.

Zhong Dewei said: "No problem, I am good at adding firewood and lighting the fire."

"En." Sir He nodded slightly.

This time he used a conspiracy, relying on a silver bullet!All conspiracies are exploiting human nature. Sometimes the silver bullet is loaded, and the bullet is more fierce and fierce when fired.

"He sir, I have already written the script, when will I receive the goods?" In the evening, Ge Bai called, and He Dingxian laughed loudly: "Hahaha, don't worry, it's not early today, let's receive the goods tomorrow."

"Okay, see you at nine o'clock tomorrow night." Ge Bai readily agreed, hung up the phone immediately, called William again, and told him to meet Sir He at the bar tomorrow night, and Sir He wanted to talk to him about something.

Day two.

noon.

A team leader in military uniform, wearing a uniform and holding a dinner plate, was queuing up in the canteen of the police station. From time to time, he chatted with the anti-corruption inspector in front of him, and even called the anti-corruption inspector by his Chinese name.It is undeniable that since He Dingxian came to the anti-corruption office, the anti-corruption ghosts have a much better attitude towards the Chinese police. He does not look at the face of the monk but at the face of the Buddha. He sir has indeed greatly improved the status of the Chinese police in the Wanchai mission station. .

A ghost from the equipment department in the front row heard the chat between the Chinese police and the anti-corruption inspector, and looked impatient and disgusted, especially when the Chinese police called out the Chinese name of the anti-corruption inspector.

The Chinese policeman in military uniform had a flattering expression, but his eyes were very clever, quietly observing the front, when an opportunity appeared, he took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, stuffed them into the hands of the anti-corruption inspector with a flattering face, and took a step forward, He leaned over and said, "Sir, take it and smoke it."

The gay guy took a step back politely, intending to take the cigarette, but stepped on the shoe of the police officer in front of him."Barton", the ghost of the equipment department, was stepped on by someone, and immediately bumped back with his shoulder, knocking the gay guy out of the team.

This makes the homosexual who is showing his sense of superiority fall to the bottom and feel ashamed.He immediately turned his head and stared forward, cursing at Barton: "You bumpkin from the Isle of Wight! Are you rushing back to your mother's ventilation duct?"

Only ghosts know how to scold ghosts best.

The gay guy must have a standard London accent and directly scold Barton off guard.

(End of this chapter)