Hong Kong: When the Wind Rises Again

Chapter 248 I’ll ask Watson to come over and help you. Dare you offend me, Wu Zhihui?
after an hour.

Hosted by Chang Mao and Big D, the AVI drama about a late-night emotional female reporter and her directors was launched.

Jin Mengyuan climbed up from the carpet to Big D, hugged his feet and nibbled on them, then raised her head: "Mr. Lei, from today on, I am your dog."

"get out."

Big D curled his lips and waved his hand impatiently: "Do something!"

Naturally, he had no interest in this kind of stuff at all. Looking at it made him feel off-putting, so he took out a cigarette from his pocket.

The deputy director, who had put on his pants, spoke extremely forcefully and shouted at Jin Mengyuan: "Mr. Lei told you to go away and do your work, why don't you hurry up?! You have no eyesight."

He took out a lighter and came to Big D to help him light the cigarette. He smiled extremely flatteringly and said: "Mr. Lei, don't worry, we will definitely handle this matter beautifully. I promise, we will do it tomorrow morning." Early in the morning, you can see this news."

"Ah."

Big D took a puff of his cigarette: "You are quite sensible." He raised his hand to pat him on the shoulder, but after thinking about it, he thought it was dirty and decided not to, so he took back his hand: "Don't worry, I need you to do something. When the time comes, the benefits will not be lost to you."

"Don't worry, Mr. Lei."

The deputy director pointed to his team members who were busy lifting their pants over there: "I have a complete team. I have people in all aspects of drafting, directing, photography, etc., and they can help at any time."

"Ah."

Big D stopped looking at him, took out the strap from the camera, waved it in the air and stuffed it into the inner pocket of his suit: "As long as you sincerely help me, I won't treat you badly."

"Don't worry."

The deputy director nodded and bowed with a smile on his face, and enthusiastically sent Big D and Changmao away from the hotel. Then he returned to the room, humming a little tune and leisurely counting the bills in front of him.

Who the hell would think that money is too much?

"Boss."

The cameraman came closer and saw that the deputy director was in a very good mood. He hesitated and said: "Why are you not worried at all? They even took a tape of this matter. That's when the time comes."

Although, things like Jin Mengyuan are still attractive to them, and they can only do it if they are forced. But now that it is the time of the sage, they are more or less worried.

They were photographed and the tape was taken away by Big D. If this were exposed to the public, they would be completely ruined. It would be a scandal and they would be banned from get out of class immediately.

"Humph."

The deputy director sneered when he heard this. He held a cigarette and raised his eyebrows as he glanced at the photographer who was talking. He curled his lips disdainfully and said, "The most basic thing about being a human being is not to take yourself too seriously and to be clear about your identity and status. "

"Who are you? Why did he expose your matter when he has nothing to do? We are just in the news, and we just get paid to do things. If we are of no use to him, he will not even think about us."

The deputy director has been in the industry for many years, and his mind has become extremely clear. People like Big D are obviously recruited from outside, and dealing with them is nothing more than trying to take advantage of their media.

There is nothing that is too difficult to handle, and there is no possibility of any disagreement among everyone. Unless Big D loses his temper and lets himself go out in the newspaper to call the ghost guy a fool, otherwise, as long as the money is available, nothing can be done.

"Then what if we really can't reach an agreement?"

"Then let's talk about it."

The deputy director curled his lips and said disapprovingly: "You just need to remember one thing, if you have money, you will find a fool."

There is absolutely nothing wrong with the deputy director's mentality.

Those who have been screenshotted and extorted from their online chats, how about sending explosive photos to the address book without paying any money? The main thing is to play with the psychological pressure.

It's just a shabby picture. If something really happens, who can take off your pants and compare it with the picture?

There are also those young couples who like to shoot short videos. After breaking up, they were threatened with money with the photos and threatened to post them on the website if they did not pay. This is actually the weakest threat.

There are so many people browsing the website every day. When people surf the Internet, they just check out whoever is pretty and have a good figure. They browse so many short videos at once. Who will remember you?
After finishing the work, let alone talking about it, I would close the website and enter the sage time, happily light up a cigarette and puff away the smoke. I would have long forgotten what the person looked like just now.

Since you dare to talk and take pictures, your mental quality must be strong enough. If you don’t have any mental strength, it’s just a joke.

You should learn from the mentality of the deputy director, who is mainly tough and shameless.

After settling the matter, Big D directly called Wu Zhihui to report the situation. Wu Zhihui was quite surprised when he heard Big D's report. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Not bad. Now his mind is becoming more and more active, and he can learn from my words." Have you analyzed our potential needs?"

"No, no, Changmao just reminded me."

Big D was affirmed and felt very happy: "You are handsome and handsome, and you are not a perverted murderer. Just teach this thirty-year-old female reporter a lesson. It is really impossible to deal with her."

"Hahaha"

Wu Zhihui burst out laughing when he heard this and shook his head: "Well done, you bought me the front page of the newspaper and publicized it in the newspaper. I want to disgust Zeng Jiale who is hiding behind!"

"no problem."

Big D patted his chest and made sure.

hang up the phone.

As soon as Wu Zhihui put down the phone, Hong Kong students crawled along the bed into Wu Zhihui's arms like a slippery loach.

She raised her head and blinked at Wu Zhihui with her big eyes. The clear eyes under the long eyelashes and the delicate face came into view: "It seems that Brother D has already taken care of this matter."

"Ah."

Wu Zhihui put down the phone, touched the cigarette and held it in his mouth: "The two brothers Big D and Changmao are becoming more and more conspicuous in their actions now."

"It just needs to be eye-catching enough."

Hong Kong Sheng blinked his eyes, a smile appeared on his face, and there was a sly look in his smile: "Only if they are eye-catching enough, you will have more time and energy to accompany us."

"Forget it, forget it."

Wu Zhihui shook his head and gestured to Le Huizhen, who was sitting on the balcony nearby and writing furiously with a focused look on her face: "Look at how busy your sister Huizhen is, and she doesn't know how to help."

"Humph."

Hong Kong Sheng snorted, raised his chin and pouted: "Then you can still blame me. If you want to blame me, it's all your fault. I arranged work for her at the last minute, which made her so busy. It's all your fault."

As she spoke, she raised her eyebrows, supported the soft mattress with her hands, twisted her waist, and sank directly into the bed: "So, I must help my sister to punish you, so that you can see how powerful I am!"

"Oh, you are so annoying!"

Le Huizhen, who was still working hard, became anxious when she saw the two of them. She hurriedly accelerated the progress of the work in her hands. After finishing, she threw the notebook away and said, "It's so annoying. Stop fighting, you two. Stop fighting." beated!"

She rolled up her sleeves and started to break up the fight. She didn't know why, but she got stuck in it herself.

the next morning.

Sunlight shines in through the window, and the dust floating in the light beam is like a steaming hot spring.

Wu Zhihui sat up from the bed, stretched out and took a long breath. It was another beautiful day. He released his white arms from around his waist and tiptoed out of the door.

Come to the living room.

Wu Zhihui put on his apron and hummed a tune while cooking breakfast leisurely. After finishing breakfast, he sat at the dining table and opened the newspaper delivered in the morning. On the cover of the newspaper was a description of yesterday's meeting with Lian Sheng. It occupied the front page.

The morning news was also playing on the TV. In the picture, Jin Mengyuan was facing the camera and reporting the situation: "It is reported that yesterday afternoon, there was a suspected gathering of club members in a restaurant. Wu Sheng, the person in charge of Huiyao Security Company, arrived at the scene."

"It turns out that Wu Sheng is here to promote his security business to the club. His courage is remarkable. He is worthy of being the person in charge of a security company."

"In addition, the senior inspector of the North District Police Station also arrived at the scene to help Wu Sheng promote his security business. He did not hesitate to compete with the security manager in front of a group of club members, which shocked the club members and achieved good results."

This was a text message from Jin Mengyuan, which lasted less than 1 minute. She spoke at a steady pace, and there were photos she took on the screen behind her. It was just in time for her to finish speaking and the photos were being rotated.

At this moment.

North District Police Station.

Superintendent Zeng had just sat down at his desk when his subordinate brought a cup of coffee to him: "Coffee, Sir."

"Thank you!"

Superintendent Zeng shook the morning newspaper in front of him and opened it to read. He picked up the coffee, blew on the hot air, and took a sip. His eyes focused on the cover of the newspaper, which showed a photo of Ma Jun and Wu Zhihui.

I don’t know how this angle was filmed. From this tricky misaligned angle, Wu Zhihui and Ma Jun were standing together, facing a group of club members.

Looking at the title above again, Huiyao Security Company went to the suspected gathering site to promote its security business, and was accompanied by a senior inspector. It is indeed a model of police-civilian cooperation.

"Hem home shovel!"

Superintendent Zeng slapped the table, and the coffee he was holding hit the table hard, causing the coffee to splash all over the table.

His originally good mood in the morning suddenly disappeared after seeing this message, and he only felt a surge of anger burning in his chest.

Superintendent Zeng came to see Wu Zhihui's headlines in the morning, to see news about him being attacked and embarrassed, and about the security company and community members being mixed together. But why did he become a model of police-civilian cooperation? !

The assistant who was just about to leave looked at the suddenly furious Superintendent Zeng. His eyelids twitched and his heart thumped. It was over. He came a few minutes late in the morning and forgot to filter the information.

"go with!"

Superintendent Zeng threw the newspaper in front of his assistant. The assistant looked at the big words on the cover and was speechless: "Go, call Ma Jun, come here!"

"Yes Sir!"

The assistant hurriedly walked out, but did not see Ma Jun at his work station. He looked up at the police station gate and saw Ma Jun walking in with his car keys.

Ma Jun's work now is not like before. In the past, he would arrive at the police station more than 20 minutes in advance for work. Sometimes he would stay at the police station for food and accommodation all night to work on a case.

But it's different now. I go to the police station every day, or arrive a few minutes late, and have breakfast outside first.

"Ma Jun!"

The assistant walked up quickly and spoke quickly: "Sir Zeng is looking for you and wants you to go to the office."

"what?"

Ma Jun looked at the assistant's expression and did not go in directly. Instead, he pulled him to the door, took out a cigarette and handed one out: "What are you so anxious about?"

Ma Jun is now good at interpersonal relationships, and he also pays attention to relationship management on weekdays. After passing a cigarette, the assistant told him the matter with a puff of smoke: "You, you, you are too immature to handle this matter. Even a small media couldn’t handle it?!”

The assistant had a clear idea. One look at the newspaper headline and he knew that Ma Jun definitely did not control the media, but was secretly photographed to manipulate the situation.

"Ma Jun."

The assistant blew out the smoke and looked at Ma Jun: "Superintendent Zeng is very angry about this matter. From my understanding of him and his character, if he scolds you after entering, just listen."

"Don't say much, don't explain. Explanation is just sophistry. He doesn't like people talking back to him. Just listen. It's not a big deal, just listen."

Of course the assistant understood Superintendent Zeng's character. Ma Jun also started to pay attention to relationship management, and had a better impression of him, so he gave him a warning. "okay, I get it."

Ma Jun nodded, raised his hand and patted the assistant's shoulder: "Thank you." Then he stubbed out the cigarette butt in his hand and walked in.

His face looked a little ugly. He had obviously already negotiated with the director, but why did the situation suddenly change and the target was pointed at him.

"Sir Zeng."

Ma Jun walked into the office, closed the door, and walked up to Superintendent Zeng: "Are you looking for me?!"

"Ha ha."

Superintendent Zeng raised his hand to look at his watch and sneered: "I just came to the police station at this hour. Judging from your state, you don't seem to know what happened?"

"You don't know anything, how do you do things?!" He grabbed the newspaper in front of him and shook it violently, clattering: "Now the whole of Xiangjiang knows, you cooperate with police officers Wu Zhihui and follow Wu Zhihui to find Those club members are promoting his security business!!"

He raised his eyebrows and looked at Ma Jun sideways: "You are really good. After this incident, you are now a celebrity, aren't you, Ma Jun!"

"Sorry Sir, I'm sorry about this."

Ma Jun gritted his teeth, exhaled and said, "I didn't expect that the media would be taken care of by Wu Zhihui."

He looked at the photo in the newspaper and knew that the problem lay with the reporter.

When I was doing something, in order to cooperate with her in taking candid photos, I gave her the best position, and my position was specially designed to cooperate with her. Who knew that this [-] would actually point at me in turn? !
"Sorry Sir? Sorry?!"

Superintendent Zeng tapped his fingers heavily on the table: "Do you know how many times you have said sorry?!"

He crumpled the newspaper in his hand into a ball and threw it directly on Ma Jun: "You can't even handle such a small thing?! I asked you to do things, not to be their foil!"

"I asked you to deal with Wu Zhihui and ruin his reputation. It would be better for you to set a model of police-civilian cooperation. I can't withdraw this news even if I want to!"

There is a lot of investment in this edition of the newspaper, how can we withdraw it?Besides, it’s too late to withdraw this kind of news, as it has all the effects it should have.

Paused.

Superintendent Zeng looked at Ma Jun: "I am very dissatisfied with you now. Why didn't I realize before that you are only a body of flesh and no brains!!"

"I have no way."

Listening to Superintendent Zeng's scolding, Ma Jun frowned but couldn't help but said, forgetting the assistant's advice just now: "Originally, according to the original plan, Wu Zhihui could be killed directly outside the Sansheng Palace. Shoot him to death and sit still because he is getting mixed up with the club members."

"Where is the Sansheng Palace? He and Liansheng are holding such a big gathering here. He can take a few photos and say a few words but he can't forget it, but what? The plan has changed."

"Sir Zeng, you changed your plan at the last minute. You had to wait until they arrived at the restaurant to cooperate with Lin Huaile. This gave Wu Zhihui a chance to breathe and give him time to fight back."

"You have also seen those reporters. I can't control them just by saying I control them. They use the banner of freedom of speech. No matter what they say, I can't control them at all."

These reporters are all dressed like beasts. They are dressed in elegant clothes and know everything. They are difficult to deal with and are not as easy to deal with as those dwarf mules.

Short mules don't understand anything. They can play whatever you want with them. They are a bunch of street boys. But this group of reporters is different. They have read a lot and know a lot. They will always bring out the law to talk to you. It's not like that at all. Not easy to deal with.

Even if they are policemen, they still have to take it easy when facing those reporters.

"Oh?"

Superintendent Zeng narrowed his eyes and stared at Ma Jun: "So it seems that I have a problem? I delayed your action plan. I should be responsible for this matter, right?"

"Of course I didn't mean that."

Listening to Superintendent Zeng's tone, Ma Jun realized that he was talking too much and quickly shook his head: "This matter is a bit tricky to deal with. I was negligent. I didn't expect Wu Zhihui and the others would dare to play with these reporters so quickly. Get them."

"Humph."

Superintendent Zeng snorted coldly, waved his hand impatiently, stared at Ma Jun in front of him for a long time, and then said: "Well, I think you don't seem to be so good at doing things recently. I think you must be a little short. helper."

He thought for a while: "Your partner Watson, let me transfer him back to you from O. The two of you are already partners, and you can work well together."

"Last time, you two handled the matter between Zhongxinyi Lian Haodong and Zhongyishe Wang Bao very well. I'll transfer him here, and you two can work together, how about it?!"

"what?"

When Ma Jun heard what Superintendent Zeng said, his expression couldn't help but be stunned. Why did Superintendent Zeng suddenly want to transfer Watson to work with him? !

"What? Don't want to?!"

Superintendent Zeng looked at Ma Jun's reaction and raised his eyebrows: "It will be more reliable if you work with him. Watson is a good person and has been an undercover agent. He is much smoother than you in many things. Let's do things together."

He chuckled: "What? Are you afraid that Watson will steal your limelight?!"

"of course not."

Ma Jun shook his head and continued: "You can arrange whatever you want." After a pause, he added: "The two of us are working for you wholeheartedly, sir, and we don't have any other ideas."

"Ah."

Superintendent Zeng nodded, picked up the phone and called out. After saying a few words, he hung up: "Okay, let's go out. Watson will be here in the afternoon."

"Then these reporters..."

"Don't worry about them. The more you talk to them, the more they jump. Let them go. This time they will serve as Wu Zhihui's foil."

Superintendent Zeng waved his hand impatiently: "You're right, that's because the reporters all jumped on the street one by one. They couldn't get rid of them even if they bit them. How could they bother to deal with them."

Reporters can handle it, but it's not necessary. If you provoke them, you have to deal with it carefully.

After sending Ma Jun away, Superintendent Zeng took a long breath, stood up from the table, stood by the window and looked outside for a long time, then took the phone and called out: "Xian Wei, your business is going bad." How are things going?!"

Since killing Zhong Xinyi in Nan Sheng Wai, the three Yue Nanzai brothers have also entered a low-key period, steadily re-stabilizing the territory in their hands.

"In contact."

Xian Weizha's voice rang from the phone: "Zhongxinyi fell, and their line couldn't be contacted for a short time, so we found another target."

"Don't tell me this stuff."

Superintendent Zeng listened to Xian Weizha's words and was a little impatient: "It's been so long, and this is your progress? I don't want to hear your process, I just want to know the result."

Paused.

He followed: "I think my leader also just wants to know whether the result has met their expectations. None of us want to hear about the process. We just want a satisfactory result, you know?!"

"Don't worry."

Hearing Wang's somewhat displeased tone, Xian Weizha bared his teeth and smiled: "Don't worry, I know what I should do."

"Right now, the market is vacated, and the most important thing is to have the goods in hand. Once the goods are in hand, money will come. Although we can't contact Zhongxinyi's line, we have contacted the Ahshan gang who used to help them transport goods. "

"Recently, Ah Shan and the others want to take a batch of goods to Yue Nang, which is just in time. We are familiar with Yue Nang. We will contact them tonight. We will eat their goods first and cash out some money first. Come on, how about it?!"

"Um"

Superintendent Zeng listened to Xian Weizha's explanation and nodded with satisfaction: "I hope we won't be disappointed this time. Once the goods are received, they can be turned into cash as soon as possible."

"By the way, there's one more thing. Do you remember that Watson who was undercover under you? I'm going to let him partner with Ma Jun to help you bulk goods."

"he?!"

Listening to Superintendent Zeng's words, Xian Weizha frowned: "Did you make a mistake, boss, to let them contact me? Watson, who caused me so much loss before he jumped on the street, let me see him. I can’t wait to kill him, this crazy guy!”

"Don't worry."

Superintendent Zeng was not surprised by Xian Weizha's reaction, and said calmly: "I disclosed the matter of Watson's undercover to you, right? I am short of people at the moment, and I need to use people."

"Then don't use him, street boy Watson, I."

Xian Weizha cursed loudly and became angry when he mentioned Watson. He trusted him so much at the beginning, but he didn't expect that he was an undercover agent arranged by the police. Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Superintendent Zeng: "Last time, I was killed by a gunman arranged by Zhongxinyi. Me, it’s all different because of Watson’s reluctance?!”

"."

Xian Weizha was silent when he heard this, and he seemed to be the same.

"Don't worry."

A cold look flashed in Superintendent Zeng's eyes: "I will get rid of him when he has no use value, and I was almost killed by him."

"Ok."

After hearing what Superintendent Zeng said, Xian Weizha nodded and said nothing more.

When both parties said this, they hung up the phone.

"call"

Superintendent Zeng exhaled and looked out the window with flickering eyes. His fingers moved rhythmically on the phone casing he was holding: "If we want to bulk the goods as soon as possible, we still have to ask Ma Jun to help us cooperate."

By noon, Watson had already appeared at the North District Police Station, met Ma Jun who was standing at the door, walked up and punched Ma Jun on the shoulder: "Brother Jun, I will rely on you to take care of me from now on." La."

He took out a cigarette and handed one to Ma Jun: "Superintendent Zeng is very efficient. He made the call in the morning and I could pack my things and come over in the afternoon. It's really efficient."

"Ha ha."

Ma Jun chuckled and looked at the dark-skinned Watson: "Don't be too happy too soon. Why do you think he transferred you here so fast? Don't think too wonderfully."

"He must be very unhappy when he fails to do things these few times. Now that we are put together, it will be easy to say if we do well, but if we do not do well, the day will not be far when you and I will be laid off and hit the streets."

He curled his lips angrily: "It's all your fault for rushing into the street and collecting money you shouldn't have collected. Please be more alert in the future."

Watson smiled unnaturally and nodded: "I understand, I will listen to you from now on."

the other side.

in the afternoon.

In a teahouse, the Mercedes-Benz stopped at the entrance of the teahouse. Wu Zhihui stepped out of the car and looked up at Lin Huale who was sitting at the window on the second floor. Lin Huaile stretched out his hand to say hello.

Wu Zhihui went up the stairs. After sitting down, Lin Huaile smiled and handed over a cigarette: "Ah Hui, now you are ours and Liansheng's. I have helped you a lot in the process, right?"

"Earlier, you told me about the fish head mark."

"I know it without you having to tell me."

Wu Zhihui waved his hand casually, holding a cigarette in his mouth: "Kick the fish head sign out first, and then rush to the street. How dare you offend me, Wu Zhihui?! I don't let him choose who to talk to!"

(End of this chapter)