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Chapter 225: Be careful when driving in the future
late at night.

Cheng Yalun sat alone in the dark bedroom, her face looming in the darkness, and the moonlight outside the window quietly shone on her body, casting a faint glow on her.

Her eyes were a little confused, and the phone in her hand was held tightly in her palm, as if it was her last life-saving straw.

Cheng Yalun's fingers danced lightly on the phone's buttons, and a subtle clicking sound echoed in the silent air. After glancing around nervously, she seemed to have made some decision and dialed the phone.

A few seconds later, there was a rush of sound from the other side.

"I've said it several times, don't make this call before joining Washington!"

"Sir Zhang, I" Cheng Yalun opened his mouth, but couldn't say what he wanted to say.

"What are you? Have you seen Zhen Guanxi?"

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"Speak! What's going on over there?"

Cheng Yalun took a deep breath and said slowly: "I met him, and I have successfully passed his interview. Tomorrow I can go to Huasheng to take up the position of secretary to the chairman."

"So fast?"

The voice on the other end of the phone said in surprise: "Zhen Guanxi shouldn't be so easy to talk to. Tell me everything that happened when you met him!"

After hearing this, Cheng Yalun told him about having dinner with Zheng Jirong at Amiao's house, but he concealed what happened on the gambling boat by accident.

"Not bad," the voice on the phone said with satisfaction: "With the relationship between your cousin and brother-in-law, it is reasonable to be able to penetrate into the enemy so quickly."

When she breathed a sigh of relief, the voice over there continued to say seriously: "Officer Cheng, now the police in Hong Kong Island want to catch Zhen Guanxi as soon as possible and bring him to justice. If you can If you do, the police force will not only forget about the mistakes you made before, but will also give you a great credit!"

After listening to what he said, a trace of dissatisfaction appeared on Cheng Yalun's face. It was clear that the mission to kill the police officer failed because of his command error, but he naturally shied all the responsibilities to himself, even after being dismissed. In exchange for demobilization, he persuaded her to work as an undercover agent.

"I do my best."

"It's not about trying your best! It's a must! Also, after you discover all the evidence of the Huasheng Group's involvement in gangs, you must report it to me as soon as possible! Don't forget it."

The voice on the phone suddenly lowered his voice and said, "Only I can prove your innocence."

"I know," Cheng Yalun hung up as she spoke, then slammed her phone on the bed. She didn't understand why it was so difficult because she just wanted to be a good police officer.

Thinking of being framed by her boss at the police station and the prince she killed a few hours ago, Cheng Yalun suddenly felt like crying.

When the prince's face hit the windshield and she was still in shock and fear, the man beside her simply asked her to speed up and drive away.

Cheng Yalun didn't know why she listened to him. After she was in shock, Zheng Jirong dialed a phone number without haste.

He calmly asked the person on the phone to clean up the scene, and then, as if nothing happened, he asked her to divert to the nightclub with a smile.

All this must have been arranged by him!
Why did he do this? Did he know his identity, or did he just want her to surrender.

At this time, the phone she left on the bed rang again. Cheng Yalun walked to the bed and saw the contact, pursed his lips and pressed the connect button.

"boss?"

"I'm fine, thank you for your concern."

"Now? Okay, I'll be right over."

Inside the Crown Nightclub on Bollan Street.

Zheng Jirong threw his cell phone on the coffee table and said to A Yi and others on the side: "I will introduce someone to you later."

"Who is it? Brother Rong, the voice sounds like a girl." Zuo Zuo asked with a smile. This guy has been very prosperous recently since he became the leader of Oura, and his face is full of pride.

Of course, he also has reasons to be proud. Among all the leaders of He Lian Sheng, except for the two talking heads, he has the largest territory and the largest population. Although the oil and wealth cannot be compared with places like Tsim Sha Tsui and Mong Kok, he now has The property company's dividends in Oura are so high that the money he earns every month has more than doubled compared to before.

"It's a girl, but her identity is a little different. She is the cousin of Amiao's wife. I had a meal at his house at noon and wants to join the company as my secretary, but I think she is most likely an undercover agent sent by the police. .”

"Undercover?!" The group of people who noticed the keyword quickly became serious. Ayi frowned and said, "Brother Miao has such a calm temperament, shouldn't he recommend someone with such a sensitive identity to come in?"

"It's not Amiao's fault," Zheng Jirong shook his head and said, "Xiaozhuan begged him with a big belly, but he couldn't help it, and he was originally prepared to refuse on my behalf, but after meeting, I agreed."

Looking at everyone's puzzled looks, he smiled and said, "Don't you think it's interesting to completely train a police undercover agent to become one of our Huasheng people?"

"Forehead"

Everyone looked at each other after hearing this. They really didn't understand why they would take the initiative to provoke the police at this juncture. However, since the boss had already made a decision, Ayi and the others would definitely not dare to persuade him.

After a group of people gathered around the booth and drank a few glasses of wine, a female singer sang soulfully on the stage in front of the hall, her magnetic and infectious voice reverberating in the air.

After Ayi glanced at her, he asked Zheng Jirong: "Brother Rong, Pi Yanmei will never let go after his son dies this time. This old guy is an only child for a long time. This time they Hong Tai is expected to make big moves.”

Hearing this, Zheng Jirong said calmly: "This old guy has tripped me up not once or twice. Why do you think his son dares to be so presumptuous on my gambling boat? This time, as long as the prince's fate is favorable to him, you guys Take more people with you when you go out during this time.”

He then said to his left hand: "Your side is closest to the New Territories. If Hong Tai does something, let everyone know as soon as possible. Remember, as long as they dare to take the initiative to cause trouble, don't be polite to them. If Pi Yanmei is not eye-catching, Just send him down to spend this New Year with Prince Jiang Tiansheng and the others."

"I understand." After nodding in agreement with his left hand, he then smiled and said: "Actually, boss, you don't have to worry about them. Although Pi Yanmei is Hong Tai's leader, he is not in charge of the whole society alone. Several of their disciples The main elder, every qualification is no worse than Pi Yanmei."

"They won't let Pippy Eyebrow do anything he wants."

"Well, as long as you know what's in your mind."

Zheng Jirong then raised his glass and said: "I'm going overseas after the new year. I won't be able to come back in a month or two. Then you all will take good care of me on Hong Kong Island. If you encounter any difficult things, just go to the company and ask." Jimmy made up his mind, is that clear?"

"Clear!"

Outside the nightclub.

After Cheng Yalun handed the car to the valet parking boy, he looked up at the psychedelic neon sign on the top, took a deep breath to calm his restless mood, put a bright smile on his face again, and walked in door.

The light was dim, and the flickering lights cast charming colors on the walls. On the stage, a singer was singing, with a low and beautiful voice.

When she came in, she wanted to directly ask the waiter Zheng Jirong where their private room was, but after scanning around, she found that they were sitting in a booth in the lobby, drinking wine and enjoying the performance in a lively atmosphere.

She walked over and said hello with a smile on her face: "Boss, I'm here."

When Zheng Jirong saw her, he said enthusiastically: "You came so quickly. Come and sit here."

He patted the empty seat next to him, and after Cheng Yalun sat down, he then smiled at her and said, "Don't be formal, we are all our own people here."

"Don't you know them?"

Under Cheng Yalun's gaze, Zheng Jirong pointed to the people around him and introduced: "With Tie Dan, the leader of Liansheng Mongkok, Sonny, the eldest brother in Kwun Tong, and the twelve young men from Yau Ma Tei and Tai Po, Zuo Zuo!"

"He's a man, he's a man," he pointed at Ah Yi and said, "The leader of Tsim Sha Tsui, Hong Renjiu, is also the King of Hell, who is very famous in the world. He is very powerful."

Cheng Yalun's smile froze after hearing this. How could she still not know about this group of people? It was just strange that Zheng Jirong, a secretary of hers, brought her here to know what they were doing, and the identity of these people was not the general manager of Baidaoshang District.

"I've heard of it." Cheng Yalun raised the wine glass in front of him and said with a smile, "I am Mr. Zheng's secretary Cheng Yalun. This is the first time we meet, so I would like to propose a toast to you all." After that, he drank the foreign wine in the glass in one gulp.

Seeing her bold look, everyone present looked at each other and raised the wine glass in front of them with a half-smile and took a sip.

Zheng Jirong saw her covering her mouth and coughing lightly after drinking the wine. He raised his hand and stroked her back twice, and said warmly: "There's no need to drink so fast. They are all good people and won't care about this."

"I know the boss."

After Cheng Yalun finished speaking, the man next to her suddenly spoke again: "I've already taken care of the guy you killed a few hours ago."

After hearing this, Cheng Yalun's heart suddenly tightened. She looked at Zheng Jirong nervously and asked, "How... how to deal with it?"

Zheng Jirong smiled and said: "You don't need to ask more about this. Don't worry, no one will find his body, and there are almost no cameras nearby. I sent someone to get a backup of the only camera that captured the scene. So you don’t have to worry about this being discovered by others.”

"I" Cheng Yalun was disheartened and didn't know what to say. Not only did he accidentally kill the son of a gang leader on his first day undercover in Huasheng, but the only evidence was still beside him, the man he was undercover. on hand
Zheng Jirong looked at her pale face, smiled and whispered in her ear: "Yalun, you have to drive more carefully in the future. If you kill someone next time, the boss will not protect you anymore."

(End of this chapter)