History of Hong Kong Island

Chapter 244 This match, I'll fight first! (seeking a monthly ticket)

The next day, in the morning.

After attending the conferring ceremony, He Dingxian was officially appointed as Chief Inspector. In the afternoon, he came to the golf course and met Jian Baoning, the deputy director of operations.

Jian Baoning was wearing a white sportswear and a sun hat, holding a club in his hand, and swung a blow: "Crack."

The golf ball flies in an arc.

"Ken sir, good shot."

He Dingxian stood by and raised his hands to applaud.

Jian Baoning turned his head and said, "He sir, I heard that you used to come to play often."

"Occasionally."

He Dingxian smiled.

Jian Baoning said, "You're pretty good at the game, aren't you?"

"Normal." He Dingxian stepped forward following the officer's footsteps, watched the officer come to the landing point, held the pole with both hands, and gestured back and forth in a standard posture: "That's right, we're all going to watch the horse race."

Jian Bao chuckled softly, swung his club again, and hit the ball into the hole.

"Let's talk about it. You came to see me on purpose. It's impossible to play with me. What's the point?" Jian Baoning handed the cue to his subordinate, took off his gloves, walked back to the lounge, and glanced sideways at He Dingxian: "Although, You are the one who kicked Sir An out of power, but I am not Sir An."

He shrugged: "I don't want to hit you!"

He Dingxian laughed heartily: "Haha, Sir Jian really knows how to tell jokes."

"I just want to make friends with Sir Jian, and give Sir Jian some gifts by the way."

Jian Baoning stretched out his hand, took the cigar that his subordinate had lighted, put it in his mouth, took a deep breath, exhaled and said, "Don't bring the money up."

"unnecessary!"

He Dingxian smiled: "Will I take a little silver paper to insult the officer? My gift is friendship. I represent all Chinese police officers and come to make friends with Sir Jian."

"Jian sir, give me a chance." He stretched out his hand.

Jian Baoning paused, looked sideways: "You want me to fight Mai Sir?"

He Dingxian said solemnly: "Since Sir Mai has a problem with me, I can only change my family and join Sir Jian."

"As for whether Sir Jian wants to sell me or use me, it's up to Sir Jian to decide."

Jian Baoning pondered for a while, shook hands with him, and emphasized: "It's just to make friends!"

"Correct!"

He Dingxian nodded, feeling the strength of Jian Baoning's palm, and felt more certain in his heart.

Sure enough, the military faction is still not reconciled!

First, the military faction has a wide support rate at the grassroots level. Second, the fee right is too high. The military faction has changed from a person who distributes money to a person who queues up to receive money, and they will not be reconciled to money.

If you think that the army faction will fully support him in this way, then you will underestimate the army faction too much!The remaining military factions in the Hong Kong Island Police Force are all rooted in the operational department, surviving and developing, for what purpose?It is to preserve strength!Waiting for a comeback!

In fact, the military faction will be completely assimilated within ten years. Once the political label is torn off, it will be difficult to stick it back.The subsequent Deputy Chief of Operations no longer has the political influence of a representative of the military, but is only an operational commander appointed by the top.

The army faction can't afford to lose!
The more this is the case, the more difficult it is to rise up. The trend of the times has already beaten the army to death.Jian Baoning, as a big man with political autonomy, will never sacrifice his political future for others.

I would rather not gamble than lose the bet. Therefore, the military faction will be assimilated.

Now to take advantage of Jian Baoning's momentum, first of all, he should not be allowed to conclude that the Chinese police will go to war with Sir Mai.

"Go ahead."

"What do you think, or what can I help you with?" Jian Baoning asked aloud.

Because the military faction is too weak to refuse the representatives of the Chinese police, it is also because He Dingxian defeated the military faction that the military faction pays more attention to it.

"I personally want to be transferred to the Operations Department." He Dingxian shrewdly evaded the temptation, concealed the political goals of the Chinese Police into his own pursuit of interests, and said: "Sir Jian is the Deputy Director of Operations, transfer me to the Department of Operations." The Ministry of Operations should not be a difficult task."

"It's not difficult to transfer others, but it's not easy to transfer you." Jian Baoning smoked a cigar, and said frankly, "Sir Mai has always favored you, and Sir Mai will personally intervene in any transfer involving you."

"But the chief of police must also respect the opinions of the deputy chief." He Dingxian said aloud: "Although the chief of police is the supreme commander, the deputy chief of operations has the power to go deep into the front line."

"The Anti-Corruption Office and the Operations Department are directly under the jurisdiction of the Deputy Director of Operations. If you want to make an internal transfer, as long as you insist on it, sir, it will definitely pass."

Jian Baoning looked at him and smiled, "Why should I choke for you and Sir Mai?"

"Just because you beat us!"

He Dingxian sighed: "There is no future in the anti-corruption office. I want to return to the front line, whether in the Chinese department or not."

Jian Baoning stared at him for a moment, seeming to see his heart: "The police force no longer has a Chinese department. According to the British department, departments can be transferred to each other."

"Ken sir."

"Do you believe it?" He Dingxian asked back, Jian Baoning didn't answer, the thoughts in his heart were self-evident, He Dingxian said something unexpected: "I believe it!"

"So, I want to transfer to the Operations Department and continue to collect money. Maybe I can make some money for Sir Jian and the officers from the army."

"What you can earn must be no less than what you can earn for Sir Mai."

Jian Baoning finally let go, nodded and said, "Okay!"

"I can transfer you to the operations department, but first you have to let me see your value. I won't go to war for a piece of trash." This sentence is very obvious. Let He Dingxian win benefits for them, and when the benefits are fulfilled Before, the forces sent by the army would not work.

This is the negative influence that He Dingxian brought after he defeated the army faction for Mai Jingtao, because the people in the army faction did not dare to believe him first, for fear of being betrayed.

"No problem!" He Dingxian accepted it calmly, weighed the club in his hand, and asked, "Sir Jian, have you had enough rest?"

"I'll fight this one first."

Jian Baoning held his cigar, spread his right hand, and shrank his neck to signal: "Please!"

"Brother Xiong."

"What are you asking us brothers to do?"

Central.

Oriental bank.

Attic, Xiangtang.

Chen Zichao, Hong Tianci, Lei Meng, Huang Bingyao.

The four of them followed Qiu Degeng up the stairs, and they saw Yan Xiong clasped his hands together, standing in front of the holy statue of Guan, raised his hands high, threw his body on the ground, and bowed three times and kowtowed nine times.

Qiu De even locked the door and exited the incense hall. Several gunmen stood at the door.

The three of them felt that the atmosphere was not right, and they looked at each other with serious expressions.

After Yan Xiong finished his ceremony, he got up and went to the cigarette, picked up a handful of red incense sticks, held it diagonally and put it on the candle to burn. There were more than a dozen candles on the table, swaying with the wind, reflecting the five people in the hall .

"Brothers, how does Brother Xian treat you all?" Yan Xiong asked suddenly, and Chen Zichao replied: "He sir has nothing to say to the brothers!"

"Money and food."

"The status is enough!"

Huang Bingyao said: "Brother Xian brought us into the serious crime team. Without Brother Xian, there would be no us."

"it is good!"

Holding the incense stick, Yan Xiong turned his head and said to the four of them: "Now there is a manager position in Eastern Bank, which one wants to do it?"

The four of them suddenly fell silent, and the good police quit and went to work as managers in the bank, clearly because they had something to do.

Who will top it?
Chen Zichao said loudly, "Brother Xiong, tell me what's going on!"

"Go out, brothers are prepared."

Yan Xiong stepped forward and distributed the incense to the four of them, and said: "First pay homage to Guan Gong before we talk about it."

The five people stepped forward together, bowed deeply three times, and then each inserted the incense into the copper furnace. Chen Zichao, Lei Meng and the others looked at Yan Xiong together, only to see Yan Xiong pick up a stick and said: "He sir and Gao sir has contradictions."

The expressions of the four of them changed at the same time.

"Gao sir passed the file to the ghost and refused to let go of power. Now Sir He needs one to come out and dedicate himself to give a warning to the serious crime team. The four of you are still in the serious crime team. The position is just right. Let's line up and draw lots."

"The person who wins the lottery will have to stay in Stanley for two years. After he comes out, he will be the manager of the Eastern Bank. In addition, he will be given an apartment and a car."

Yan Xiong said: "Is there any sir to take care of it, to guarantee two years, comfortable and comfortable."

"I will live without worrying about food and clothing for a lifetime!"

All four of them knew that the political future of whoever got the lottery would be ruined, and the confrontation between Sir He and Sir Gao would be extremely dangerous once they got involved.

Not to mention that Sir He lost, even Sir Gao won, it was very easy to take revenge on them, but Yan Xiong closed his eyes and waited for the four people to come forward, without giving them a chance to choose.

Sacrifice a detective-level team leader.

Is it big?
Depend on!
It's just a kid.

As long as it plays a small role in the confrontation, it is worthwhile.

The four of them swallowed their saliva. All loyalty and beliefs in their hearts were thrown out of the sky. Everyone is selfish, who is willing to sacrifice for others?But Chen Zichao, among the four, still walked forward step by step, stretched out his hand to draw a lottery from the bamboo tube, and his hands were shaking when he revealed the lottery.

Because they are afraid!
Afraid not to smoke, Brother Xiong beat him to death on the spot!

The combination of grace and power is the way to control people, Guan Erye is useless, but the knife in Guan Erye's hand is very effective
"Huh..." Chen Zichao saw the black mark on the bamboo stick, let out a long breath, and came back to his senses, his forehead was covered with fine sweat.

Lei Meng, Hong Tianci, and Huang Bingyao each stepped forward to complete the lottery. When Huang Bingyao and Lei Meng relaxed and showed a happy expression, the three turned their attention to Hong Tianci together. The second one, Tianci, who drew lots, is still in place. .

"male."

"Brother Xiong." Hong Tianci's expression was stiff, at a loss, and he returned the red ticket to Yan Xiong. After Yan Xiong took it, he said expressionlessly: "This is fate!"

"Your life!"

In fact, the political positions of these four people in the serious crime team have begun to waver. After all, Gao Yongsheng, as the leader of the serious crime team, still has a way of winning people's hearts.

Even He Dingxian couldn't find fault with them, but a lottery is not only about employing people, but also asking the four to put themselves on the right foot and purge the team.All four of them know that once they get involved in the political dispute between the two bigwigs, they can only choose one side to bet on, and there will always be people watching them.

If you dare to swing again, the whole family will be rich!
"Go home and rest, the bank doesn't have dinner for everyone, Sir He." Yan Xiong put the lottery holder back on the incense case, and said with a light smile, "I still need your support."

(End of this chapter)