1990Rage Flag Soldier

Chapter 71 The traitorous undercover (please order first, monthly tickets please)
"The benefits of this list are not small."

Zhou Minghua crossed his legs, patted the folder in his hand, sat on the sofa and sighed: "The power of the surname Ni is really quite big to make the company enter the police tender invitation list, tsk tsk."

Zhang Ziwen said with a smile: "How about if he is a rising star?"

"Oh, it's just the way of doing things, it's a bit too weird." Zhou Minghua looked gloomy. The old-school police officers still pay great attention to brotherhood.

Zhang Ziwen waited until Zhou Minghua came back and then called him into the office and started a non-stop discussion. He wanted Zhou Minghua to come up with ideas, but not to listen to his talk about worldly affairs.

Hearing this, he shrugged and said, "In officialdom, people lift others up and step down on others, and the police force is no exception."

"Internal projects of all departments and departments of the Hong Kong government are subject to independent public bidding, and public projects are tendered by the responsible departments. Only the Police Force conducts independent tendering as a division-level department."

“And security projects for important public facilities such as airports, banks, and securities centers are also organized and tendered by the police force responsible for public security.”

Each of these projects can generate profits of several million Hong Kong dollars or tens of millions of Hong Kong dollars.

There are also some subcategories, such as escorting banknotes, gold, etc.
"You must get the invitation qualification."

Zhou Minghua nodded, his expression cheering up: "I know, you can't even get into the invitation list of the police force, so why talk about PMC? As far as I know, the Hong Kong police also have some projects involving overseas, such as rescuing hostages and investigating clues. etc."

"It is somewhat similar to this list, but this list seems to be personal."

Although many banks will also independently bid for security projects, the business areas they are responsible for are different. For example, if a batch of U.S. dollars needs to be escorted and transferred, and the value is too high, the bank will apply for police assistance.

The manpower available at this time was through tender cooperation with the police force, and Zhang Ziwen obtained similar orders through the police force.

After all, police officers serve the public and cannot explicitly provide private services to the privileged class.

"In addition, some things that are inconvenient for the Hong Kong government to do will probably be handed over to the military contractors of the police force. But at present, they are not even on the invitation list, so they will definitely not be able to get access to relevant orders." Zhang Ziwen thought to himself.

"Although the Hong Kong government has people from the Military Intelligence Department to assist in the work, the Military Intelligence Department is severely targeted by the mainland, its manpower has been reduced, and the expenses are high. It is not necessarily more cost-effective than hiring a contractor."

The rise of the PMC industry is that officials found that it is more expensive to do it themselves than to hire outsiders.

"When the time comes, we can take the orders that can be done, but not the orders that have problems. On the other hand, we can go back to our hometown to take the more challenging orders."

However, everything must be based on the company's ability. If you can't even receive orders from the police force and have no chance to serve the government, your hometown will not think highly of you.

It’s time to take it a step further.

"Next Wednesday, Taibao's father will celebrate his 60th birthday. As a Jianghu man, he will definitely come forward." Zhou Minghua looked at the intelligence, looked unhappy, and cursed loudly: "Damn it, what kind of intelligence is this?"

"Do you want us to rush up and tie him up when his father is celebrating his birthday? Or should we put a gun to his head and ask him where the undercover agent is?"

Zhang Ziwen smiled and said: "The police reported that several club bosses who had no sympathy with He Yiyong would come forward that day. It is said that there were also people from Haojiang, Taiwan and other provinces who came specially."

"The Taibao does not have such a great reputation in the world. Sir Ni suspects that he will use the birthday banquet to deceive others and do some small tricks."

"The police force will keep an eye on him, and we will be waiting for an opportunity when the time comes."

This information is inside the police force and is not suitable for writing.

Zhou Minghua nodded: "I know, but to put it this way, it doesn't look like a flour transaction, nor does it look like unloading."

"Trading and unloading, buyers and sellers definitely want to be as low-key as possible. It is impossible to come to Hong Kong Island in person, but it is a bit like that."

Zhang Ziwen took over the conversation, his eyes were deep, and his tone was unpredictable: "Isn't it a bit like a trade fair?"

"Ah."

"is a bit."

Zhou Minghua sighed.

Immediately, Zhang Ziwen asked Zhou Minghua and Li Junsheng to divide their troops into two groups.

Let Uncle Zhou go to the market to collect information along the way and see if he can get more information.

On the other hand, Li Junsheng asked a bidding company to go over the information on the police force's public bidding projects next month to see which project Riot Games is more suitable to compete for. Based on his understanding, the seven British-owned licensed companies must have divided the cake and have a tacit understanding of each bidding project.

As a new company, it is undoubtedly here to compete with Gui Lao for the cake. It is impossible to win a big project for the first time. Whether you can win the project depends on the operation.

Ni Changming can put him on the invitation list, but it does not mean that he can help him win the project.

Zhang Ziwen has already regarded entering the list as a duck.

After all, according to the agreement, he is only responsible for rescuing people. It is Ni Changming's own business to find people. If he dares to deny even the reward or disclose information in violation of regulations and disciplines, he will immediately report it to the Complaints Division, ICAC, and one more thing. Hire a murderer.

"boss."

"The VIP showed up."

Mongkok.

Longyun Restaurant.

Zhao Jianjun stood in the hotel room, wearing a bulletproof vest, holding a pair of binoculars, staring down at the restaurant opposite, and said in disbelief: "Just next to Pan Weitao, wearing a blue T-shirt, with bruises on his face, and difficulty in moving his legs and feet , probably also injured."

"There are burns on the tiger's mouth on the right hand, as if he had been tortured."

Zhang Ziwen quickly walked to the window and looked at the door of the restaurant diagonally ahead. There were crackling firecrackers at the door of the restaurant. The street was full of cars, and many well-known gangsters appeared.

Beside the red carpet at the gate, Lin Guodong was following the Taibao, riding in front of and behind the horse, entertaining guests. He looked like the boss's most valued leader.

"Saw."

beep beep.

At this time his big brother sounded.

Zhang Ziwen answered the phone and heard Ni Changming say: "Rebellion."

"work!"

in such a hurry?
Zhang Ziwen looked surprised, but said in a calm tone: "Wait for me to confirm my identity."

"hurry up."

Ni Changming finished urging and hung up the phone.

Zhao Jianjun pointed to a backpack on the ground and waved to his brothers to take out the Type 56 semi-automatic and made a promise to his boss: "It can be done in one minute."

"Don't rush yet."

Zhang Ziwen took a deep breath. With his deployment, there were a total of three observation points, each of which could be turned into a sniper position.

The snipers include two reconnaissance veterans and a professional sniper Hao Huan.

"Is there any problem, boss?" Zhao Jianjun picked up the gun with a suspicious look on his face.

Zhang Ziwen squinted his eyes and thought, his mind wandering, and said perfunctorily: "Blasting someone's head in front of someone else's birthday party will offend a lot of people, which is unlucky for us. Please watch it for a while."

"Boss, what do they do! They sell drugs," Zhao Jianjun said very seriously: "This kind of people should be shot. Wait until I kill the renegade policeman with one shot, then kill his boss and birthday boy, and get rid of the scandal. It’s all in vain, and it’s a warning to their whole family.”

"I think the money for the birthday banquet came from a bad source. I guess his father spent a lot of dirty money, and everyone is responsible. Hurry up, or the worst case scenario, I'll give you this deal for nothing!"

Zhang Ziwen suddenly felt his verbosity, as if there were flies flying in his ears. He waved his hand to interrupt him and said: "I have thought clearly, hold still for now. Ni Changming is so anxious, we can't be anxious."

"When you come out to be a knife, you can't accept half a million dollars to do things worth five million dollars."

Zhao Jianjun frowned: "Boss, what are you going to do?"

(End of this chapter)