1990Rage Flag Soldier

Chapter 120 The meeting between black and white in the province and Hong Kong

"Mr. Zhang, please introduce yourself, Guangdong Provincial Police Officer Luo Dabao." A young man in a brown jacket with a dignified temperament, about forty years old, sat on the sofa in the living room and shook hands.

Zhang Ziwen was surprised but also felt it was reasonable. He bent down to shake hands and said, "Sir Luo, it's our first time meeting you. Please take care of me."

"Sheng Zhang should take care of me."

Luo Dabao was smiling and very polite. He sat back on his chair and introduced the young man next to him: "Ma Jiajun, the founder of Shencheng Liansheng Logistics, was born in Hutchison, Hong Kong Island."

Ma Jiajun was handsome and elegant, wearing a white suit, a famous watch, and silver-rimmed glasses. When shaking hands, he said politely: "Sheng Zhang, please forgive me for intruding."

"Master Jun."

Zhang Ziwen saw that Ma Jiajun was young, around thirty at most, and immediately smiled and said: "I am very happy to have made new friends, and they are not intrusive at all."

"Zhang Sheng can just call me Xiaoma, or Ajun."

Ma Jiajun said hurriedly: "I can't afford to be called Young Master Jun."

Mrs. Liu said in a reproachful tone: "You can't drink but you still show off, are you making a fool of yourself?"

Ma Jiajun leaned forward, crossed his fingers, and said humbly: "Mr. Zhang, someone wants to hire a gunman to kill me."

Zhang Ziwen took the initiative and asked, "Which department does Sir Luo work in?"

"Hahaha, Zhang Sheng is a little younger than me, right?"

"It's all his own fault."

Zhang Ziwen smiled and said: "Brother Bao, what do you need? Riot Games will definitely help, just because of my friendship with Director Liu."

Hong Kong Island affairs are under the control of the other party, so you must politely shout: "Brother Bao."

"The reception is not good, I have to take care of the one at home."

"I am just a rough guy. I work in the office and do some menial and backbreaking work. Recently, I am responsible for the co-ordination of related work on Hong Kong Island."

Zhang Ziwen already understood that the person opposite him was at least a third-level police officer, wearing a white shirt for future generations.

"Zhang Sheng is Lao Liu's God of Wealth. It will be easier with the help of the God of Wealth. In fact, it has nothing to do with money. It is Mr. Ma who encountered some troubles in the company." Luo Dabao changed the subject and turned to the person beside him. Ma Jiajun.

"Mr. Zhang, you're welcome. Just call me Dabao."

"Then you can call me Brother Bao." Luo Dabao looked very happy.

At this time, Director Liu's wife brought hot tea and distributed it to the three of them: "Brother Dabao, Mr. Ma, Mr. Zhang, please have tea."

The hall seems a bit quiet, but the quiet place after drinking is the place to really talk about things.

Zhang Ziwen's eyes rose and his eyes lit up: "Hutchison is a big club in Hong Kong Island. Hutchison Liansheng Company should be the largest Hutchison club in Kowloon. There are at least 70,000 brothers and thousands of thugs. How can you be afraid of a few gunmen? "

"Mr. Ma, has he provoked someone?"

"Don't call me Luo Sir. I speak every word in English. People would think I went to learn a foreign language." Luo Dabao slapped his legs roughly and laughed.

"I'm sorry, sister-in-law, it's all my fault." Zhang Ziwen apologized quickly.

Mrs. Liu is a person who knows how to do things, and a reproach will make him remember her favor one more time.

Mrs. Liu put down her tea cup and left with a smile. After fulfilling her duties as a hostess, she left the living room to the three of them.

He was a little curious, but a smile appeared on his lips unconsciously.

Something that neither China nor Liansheng can handle.

It's big business!
Ma Jiajun's expression did not change and he said with a smile: "I am just a white paper fan with Liansheng, borrowing a sign from the club to make ends meet, and I don't have many brothers."

"The people in the club want my life, but I can't get many people to kill me."

Luo Dabao said: "Actually, He and Liansheng are running for the new position. I am very optimistic about Ajun, but Ajun is a businessman and wants to go head-to-head with others, but is unable to do so. I hope Mr. Zhang can help him." Zhang Ziwen was obviously very interested: "Master Jun, do you have enough people to support you?"

"Uncle Deng, the elder of the society, has always supported me, but he accidentally fell down the stairs and died some time ago. The remaining elders began to waver." Ma Jiajun said: "I only have one competitor left now. The People's Congress in East Tsim Sha Tsui sky."

Luo Dabao was familiar with his family treasures: "Datian, nicknamed Brother Tian, ​​and Liansheng Shuanghuahongguan, are from Tsim Sha Tsui East District. They own hundreds of bars, dance halls, and brothels. They are engaged in the smuggling of electrical appliances, counterfeit clothing, and red oil smuggling." .”

"The relationship with me used to be pretty good, but in the past two years we have crossed a line and we can't stay any longer."

This passage is very explicit.

Zhang Ziwen secretly wrote down the name, took a sip of tea, and then asked in a harmonious voice: "There is no opponent?"

"Nothing."

Ma Jiajun is very confident: "Datian and I are the two most profitable people in the club, and we have the most brothers. The elders will only support us."

"It's just that Datian has many gunmen and tricks, and I'm afraid I can't compare with them."

"Besides, Datian actually makes more money than me, but I have a lot of business, and the elders all favor me."

Jianghu people are not stupid, they are more cunning than ordinary people. Knowing that 97 is approaching, they will naturally prefer people with good relations with the mainland.

Zhang Ziwen didn't dare to rest assured, and still asked: "How dare you be sure that there is no third opponent?"

"Competition is not afraid of face-to-face competition, but it is afraid of being behind."

Ma Jiajun nodded in approval: "What Zhang Sheng said is true, but Datian and I are both the Qizi of Zuiguan Leshu. We have the deepest roots in the club. No one can take over the position of Zuiguan except the two of us."

Luo Dabao took out a pack of Chinese medicine, took out one and handed it over: "A Le broke his leg while climbing a mountain half a year ago, and he has already planned to retire."

"He and Liansheng and a group of senior officials are all waiting to express their stance, hoping that Ma Sheng and Datian will decide the winner so that they can collect a lot of votes."

Hutchison is a senatorial voting system, also known as the "representative voting system".

The votes are held by highly respected representatives. In the early years, they were focused on selecting a suitable successor for the society. Now they just want to sell their votes at a high price and enjoy happiness.

Every time there is a club election in Hutchison, the elders are the most active and secretly hold the seats.
"These elders recognize money but not people."

Luo Dabao lowered his head to light up his cigarette and exhaled: "However, as the largest association in Hutchison, Helian Sheng can play a positive role in maintaining citizens' stance and social stability."

"Mr. Ma is another patriotic entrepreneur who is willing to invest in Shenzhen, take the right path, and revitalize the economy."

"Sitting with Liansheng can only be done by Mr. Ma."

Zhang Ziwen had already sorted out the complicated relationships, and thought of many things in his mind.

"Brother Dabao has already spoken. I will certainly help Mr. Ma, but in business negotiations, I will not lose a penny of the money that should be charged."

Ma Jiajun looked happy and quickly assured: "It should be."

"What exactly do you want to do?"

Zhang Ziwen narrowed his eyes: "To kill Datian, kill their whole family, or pack up the club's elders and send them overseas. In this way, no one will compete with you, and you will naturally sit in the restaurant?"

"Mr. Zhang, don't be ridiculous. On the surface, the association is a group of young and Dangerous people. The people who are in the limelight are the craftsmen and the big names are the ones sitting in the hall. But in fact, the most basic strength is the villagers from the towns in Kowloon and the New Territories."

"In the early days, we were all villagers' associations, and we followed the old rules. You can't do anything that deceives the teacher and destroys the ancestors. No one will obey you, and He Liansheng's brand will soon fall." Ma Jiajun smiled bitterly: "Mr. Zhang only needs to ensure my safety That’s it.”

"You do the same thing as Mr. Huo."

Zhang Ziwen didn't expect that he would have a good reputation in the eyes of the club bosses.

Luo Dabao laughed and said: "Datian hired private security from Pioneer Company to protect his safety, as well as Mr. Ma's personal safety."

(End of this chapter)