Chapter 16: 16 Police Force: Don't we have any face?!

With the addition of Han Bin's faction, plus many hall masters and old uncles adding money, Gao Jin's total funds suddenly rose to 90 million Hong Kong dollars.

Although it was a lot of money, Gao Jin's funds were scattered across hundreds of stocks, with only a few million in each, and it was Mobile Corps Commander-style, so the bookmakers couldn't detect it at all.

Such a large scale of funds directly frightened the Wan Chai Police Station, O-Unit, Narcotics Bureau, and Financial Investigation Division.

A gangster society actually accumulated money to this terrifying extent?

It's simply outrageous!

Unheard of!

This matter even eventually alarmed the Commissioner of Police to personally inquire.

The Commissioner's office,

"How did this Hong Xing society get so much funding?"

"Have you investigated the source of their funds?"

The Commissioner was a foreigner named Johns, who personally summoned Superintendent Zhang Wenyao of the Financial Investigation Division for questioning.

Although Zhang Wenyao was a person with flexible bottom lines, he didn't dare to fool the Commissioner of Police in such matters. He had seriously investigated Gao Jin and the others' funds.

"Reporting to the Commissioner, this time there are 18 accounts operated by Gao Jin. Besides Gao Jin's own, the others belong to various Hong Xing hall masters and retired old gangs."

"Gao Jin's own account has 40 million, which entered the stock market when it was 10 million, and it has tripled in half a month... I have already checked his initial 10 million in funds; it is very legal and clean, from bars, stock returns, horse racing, and various methods, and there are tax certificates that can be checked."

"There are 17 other accounts. This Gao Jin is quite cautious; they are separate accounts and not under Gao Jin's name, so we have no way to prosecute him for illegal fundraising."

"We have collaborated with technical personnel from the Financial Secretary's office to carefully check these accounts, and each one has a legal source and has paid taxes legally."

The Commissioner frowned: "So you mean, all this money from Hong Xing is legal?"

Zhang Wenyao nodded: "Yes."

Then he took out a document: "This was just sent over by the tax audit personnel from the Financial Secretary's office, explaining the legality of these funds."

Commissioner Johns picked up the document and looked at it; it had the stamp and signature of the head of the audit department.

"Alright."

Commissioner Johns put down the document and nodded,

"Since it's legal, then don't worry about it."

He waved his hand, letting Zhang Wenyao leave.

Not long after, Commissioner Johns summoned the head of the O-Unit, Chief Superintendent Situ Jie, and asked about his views on the recent situation of Hong Xing. Situ Jie happened to have been paying attention, so he answered fluently.

Finally, the Commissioner said: "These gangsters should just be good gangsters, why are they messing with stocks and making so much money? If it's like this now, what will happen in the future?"

"Don't we in the police force have any face?"

"Your O-Unit must keep a close eye on them for me. I don't want any society to be the only one dominating!"

"Yes, sir!"

Situ Jie saluted and took the order.

Prejudice is like a big mountain.

No one thinks gangsters can have so much money; if they do, it must be black money.

Whether to deal with inquiries from superiors or to deal with public questioning, the Commissioner must take action against these gangsters.

Then Commissioner Johns made another call to the Public Relations Branch.

This department was specifically for handling news within the police force. Any major case press conference, major police action, or news was organized by this department, so they held all the news media resources in Hong Kong.

Not long after, the head of the Public Relations Branch, having received the Commissioner's instructions, ordered his capable subordinate Fang Jiexia to use the media resources in their hands to announce 2 pieces of news to all of Hong Kong:

First, Gao Jin is a Hong Xing gangster.

Second, the money in the stocks is all black money (the police won't admit this is what the police said).

Major media outlets received the instructions and cooperated one after another.

The next morning, all newspapers in Hong Kong reported on Gao Jin on their front pages.

"Explosive News: Great Philanthropist Gao Jin is actually a Hong Xing gangster!"

"Philanthropist? Or a hypocritical villain? Let us understand Gao Jin's rise in detail."

"..."

Citizens of Hong Kong were all surprised,

"What the hell?"

"Isn't he a hero? Didn't he save many people?"

"Didn't he do a lot of good deeds?"

"How can he be a gangster?"

"How can he be a gangster?"

A tea restaurant on a street corner was already bustling, with steaming heat and noisy voices; some were lowering their heads to savor the steaming dim sum in front of them, some were talking loudly, and some were reading newspapers...

At this time, a thin old man in slippers said: "No way, that great philanthropist who often goes on TV to do charity is a gangster?!"

Another middle-aged man in a suit and tie: "I always thought he was a proper businessman. After all, they blow about him doing good deeds every day. I didn't expect him to be a gangster."

"A gangster doing good deeds? Too fake..."

"Isn't it," the old man shook his head dissatisfiedly, "The newspaper says his wealth accumulation process didn't involve doing any good things..."

"Fart, the time he saved people in the car accident was real!"

"Who knows? Maybe it was staged."

Some people started arguing.

And in Causeway Bay, the reaction of the neighbors was different; they were all very angry.

"These newspapers, insinuating, are simply too abominable."

"So what if Ah Zu is a gangster?"

"I think someone just wants to mess with Ah Zu."

The public opinion of the neighbors was one-sidedly supporting Gao Jin.

Do you understand the gold content of a 50% approval rating!

The Peninsula Hotel,

10th floor, a certain room.

Gao Jin was finishing the tunnel-boring machine work, and the phone in his hand kept ringing,

It was all the hall masters of Hong Xing calling.

They were facing this kind of overwhelming public opinion pressure for the first time, a bit panicked, and also a bit... flattered!

Usually, they were bugs in the gutter; what time would the media have to scold them?

"Brother B, don't panic. Such a large scale, it's very obvious that someone is coming down to mess with us. Who else could it be? It can only be the police."

"What are we afraid of them for? If they could investigate us, they would have already. They made such a big scene, which shows they have no way to deal with us."

"Jiang Sheng, don't worry, our funds are fine, what are we afraid of them for?"

"Can't we gangsters play stocks? I'm not afraid of all the gangsters and their families in Hong Kong complaining them to death!"

Do you understand the gold content of hundreds of thousands of gangsters in Hong Kong and millions of family members and friends?

After spending half an hour,

Gao Jin comforted each hall master and uncle one by one.

He felt these people were very boring and too timid. They had all stayed in the gutter for too long; as soon as they saw the sun, they wanted to hide.

When the clouds cleared and the rain stopped, Shao Anna stroked Gao Jin's chest.

"I didn't expect you to be a gangster..."

"Wrong, I'm not a gangster, I'm a legitimate businessman!"

Gao Jin said righteously!

In a flash, a week passed.

Every day, Shao Anna would release news about how many millions or tens of millions Gao Jin had made.

Gao Jin, the Stock God!

A winning myth of wealth!

The citizens of Hong Kong were jealous to the point of madness. Damn, is making money this simple?

And,

What made all the citizens of Hong Kong even more speechless was, are the police all idiots and rice buckets?

Didn't you say he used black money?

Gao Jin makes big money every day, and you haven't taken any action.

Why don't you arrest Gao Jin? Is it that you don't want to?

So many citizens ran to call and complain about the police's inaction, wasting taxpayers' money.

The police force: "............"

Damn!

Is it that we don't want to arrest him? But we can't find Gao Jin's handle, what can we do!

There were even many reporters and righteous people who ran to the Police Headquarters on Arsenal Street to block the Commissioner's No. 1 car.

"Commissioner, why don't you arrest Gao Jin?" A reporter interviewed.

"Commissioner, are you colluding with Gao Jin?" A righteous person asked angrily.

Inside the No. 1 car,

Commissioner Johns: "............"

With a constipated face, he felt like he had lifted a rock only to drop it on his own feet.

Fuck you, why is that Gao Jin so good at playing stocks?

In a flash, another week passed.

This week,

Gao Jin was undoubtedly the one most discussed in Hong Kong every day, with citizens discussing him daily.

"He made big money again!"

"I heard he made another 10 million plus!"

"Seeing him make money is more painful than killing me!"

"A gangster, why?!"

"Police force, eat shit!"

"These newspaper media are idiots, reporting Gao Jin's black material every day, but they can't catch a single hair of Gao Jin."

"Now I suspect that all those black materials were fabricated by the media themselves."

"I heard from a friend in Causeway Bay that Gao Jin's charity work is serious and not just acting."

"Damn, who knows what stocks Gao Jin is actually buying."

"Why do I run to buy stocks and lose everything?"

"I always feel like the stocks are staring at my account; I sell and it rises, I buy and it falls."

Finally, on the last day,

Gao Jin saw that the "Hong Kong Stock Future 30-Day Prediction Card" had only one day left, so he instructed Shao Anna without any reluctance.

"Clear all stocks, I'm leaving the market."

"Ah? Clear all?"

Shao Anna turned her head in shock to look at Gao Jin, the passage becoming tight, she was startled.

"Some things, you have to know when to stop." Gao Jin also wanted to continue buying, but the rare item "Prediction Card" had been used up, and he didn't know when he would get such a card next time.

"But..." Shao Anna still wanted to persuade him, after all, she had been buying along with him every day and making a lot of money.

Gao Jin: "Do as I say..."

Shao Anna helplessly: "Okay!"

Gao Jin added: "Also, say hello to the media, I'm going to hold a press conference."

An hour later...

In a conference hall of the Peninsula Hotel, all the reporters in Hong Kong had come, thirty or forty outlets, covering TVB, ATV, Ta Kung Pao, Wen Wei Po, Sing Tao Daily, Hong Kong Commercial Daily...

And Gao Jin stood on the stage, accepting the shooting of countless flashes.

After a chaotic moment, the scene began to become orderly.

"Miss Le, you go first..." Gao Jin pointed to Le Huizhen, an acquaintance.

Le Huizhen was excited: "Thank you, Mr. Gao. Now all the citizens of Hong Kong know that you have made a lot of money in this month. May I ask why you suddenly stopped and won't continue?"

Gao Jin was serious: "I am a person who believes in Feng Shui. I went to Wong Tai Sin to draw a lot, and it said that after today, I shouldn't continue. It also hinted to me: when full, it will overflow; one must know how to be satisfied, and being too greedy will bring disaster upon oneself."

Wong Tai Sin?

This made many reporters explode.

"May I ask Mr. Gao, were you able to win consecutively in the stock market because of Wong Tai Sin's instructions?"

"No comment."

"May I ask Mr. Gao, do you believe in Wong Tai Sin very much?"

"Yes."

The reporters on the scene were all letting their imaginations run wild.

It must be Wong Tai Sin, otherwise, there is no way to explain why a gangster like Gao Jin is so good at playing stocks.

In Hong Kong, Feng Shui metaphysics is very popular, and the most familiar one is a major event known to everyone—the "Central Feng Shui Battle".

The first to bear the brunt are the three buildings—HSBC in Central, the Bank of China Tower designed by I. M. Pei, and the Cheung Kong Center of Li Jiacheng.

And the Wong Tai Sin Temple?

It is the place with the most prosperous incense in Hong Kong. Many reporters at this very moment couldn't help but want to go to Wong Tai Sin Temple to draw a lot, hoping to get Wong Tai Sin's guidance to make a fortune.

It took a full 10 minutes for the restless atmosphere of all the reporters to slowly subside.

"Mr. Gao Jin." ATV reporter Fang Siwei stood out, "May I ask what you have to say about the reports about your black society and money laundering during this period?"

All the reporters were energized; they were back to the main topic.

Regarding this, Gao Jin already had a draft.

"Sometimes, one's life is not something one can choose just because one wants to."

He was sincere and emotional, recalling the days of the past. He had awakened his past wisdom, so he had experienced the hardships of growing up in Hong Kong since he was a child.

"My biggest expectation when I was a child was to be a cop."

"Why? Because when I was a child, my family was very poor, and my parents' job every day was to go to a fruit stall... but life was difficult at that time; setting up a stall meant being exploited by those cops, and being charged protection fees by gangsters... so I was determined to be a cop to protect my family."

!.

"Unfortunately, before I was old enough to recruit as a cop, gangsters came to make trouble. I was young and vigorous at that time, fought with them, and in the end, my parents were hospitalized, and I was hospitalized..."

"Then there was no way, so I joined the society. With the society's protection, my family's life got a little better."

He wiped his hands, and tears flowed!

(Jimmy: He stole my lines...)

Some reporters were born into wealthy families, so they didn't feel much about this.

But most reporters had climbed up from the bottom, and they knew what Gao Jin said was true, just a true portrayal of all gangsters in Hong Kong. Many gangsters didn't really want to be gangsters, but had no choice and were forced to be gangsters. Hearing Gao Jin's words, they couldn't help but be moved.

Even three of the reporters had experienced it personally, and hearing Gao Jin say this, they couldn't help but have red eyes.

Gao Jin looked at the reporters' reactions and smiled in his heart.

His experience was seven parts true and three parts false. Family poverty was true, but joining the gangsters wasn't because he was forced, but because he thought being a gangster was cool.

Why did he hold this press conference?

Naturally, it wasn't for some kind of showing off in front of people; Gao Jin would never have such thoughts.

Everything he did had a purpose.

People's prejudice is like a big mountain.

Many citizens didn't have much reaction to gangsters, but many citizens, police, and the government had prejudices against gangsters.

And Gao Jin didn't want to encounter this kind of prejudice.

So he needed to shape a persona for himself.

He was forced.

He didn't want to be a gangster either.

"One's birth cannot be chosen, but the path one takes can be chosen."

Gao Jin wiped his eyes, his eyes red, continuing to maintain his tragic persona,

"It was Wong Tai Sin who saved me, telling me to do good deeds, and good people will definitely have good rewards."

"So I have always been keen on doing good deeds."

"In the past year!"

"I have donated a total of more than 10 million in charity funds. The donation organizations are all the largest charity organizations in Hong Kong, such as the Community Chest of Hong Kong, the Red Cross, and the Children's Foundation. You can check the specifics..."

"Many media outlets reported that I was just doing charity for show. I hope that from today, the media can help me clear my name..."

"Finally,"

"I, Gao Jin, like doing good deeds!"

"I am willing to take a sum of money from this stock market profit to support Hong Kong's charity cause!"

Reporter: "I wonder how much money Mr. Gao will donate?"

Gao Jin held up two fingers: "20 million!"

Gao Jin wanted to try and see if this 20 million could trigger a big reward.

"20 million?"

As soon as this was said, the whole scene was shocked.

A gangster actually donated 20 million at once!

People's prejudice is like a big mountain, and these reporters were the same. Although they heard Gao Jin say he had donated more than 10 million before, they didn't really believe it.

Now Gao Jin directly took out 20 million at once, which shocked them very much.

The next day,

Gao Jin's interview yesterday was reported by major newspapers one after another.

It attracted the attention of many citizens.

"Damn, that Gao Jin became a stock god actually because of Wong Tai Sin!"

"No wonder the stocks kept winning!"

"Damn, my stocks kept losing; it turns out it's because I didn't worship Wong Tai Sin."

"Damn boss, not going to work today, I'm going to Wong Tai Sin to burn incense!"

Most citizens almost focused on Wong Tai Sin as their first reaction.

Only a few citizens were paying attention to Gao Jin donating 20 million.

Police Headquarters, Commissioner's office.

"Charity?"

"Joke!"

Commissioner Johns looked at the newspaper and sneered, slapping the table.

It was very obvious that this Gao Jin wanted to wash himself clean?

However, you gangsters also want to turn the sky!

As soon as Johns thought about being besieged by a group of reporters for the past half month, and even being called by the Chief Secretary for questioning, he felt very unhappy!

But soon he couldn't help but think of Wong Tai Sin Temple.

"Could it really be Wong Tai Sin Temple?"

"Why do I pray to God every day, and God doesn't give me stock tips?"

"Could it be that God is not acclimatized?"

Night

Peninsula Hotel.

Inside the private room,

Gao Jin stood, holding his wine glass high, the red wine rippling, with the night view of Victoria Harbour outside the window behind him.

At this time, in the private room, Jiang Tiansheng, Uncle Xing, Tai Lo B, Chen Yao, Prince, Ba Ji, Fatty Li, Liang Ma, Ma Wang Jian, Han Bin, Thirteen Sister, Dinosaur, Fine Eye... basically everyone was there.

And in another private room, Chen Ho Nam, Sheng Fan, and these trusted lackeys who were drinking soup also came.

Gao Jin looked at the whole room, his voice passionate:

"Elders! Brothers!"

"Thank you very much for your support. This stock market investment has come to a successful conclusion!"

"Cheers!"

Everyone picked up their glasses, raised them, and clinked them.

"Cheers!"

"Thank you, Ah Zu, for taking us to get rich together!"

Everyone was extremely happy and kept thanking Gao Jin.

Jiang Tiansheng invested 10 million this time, and after splitting with Gao Jin, he made 20 million, which was a huge profit, and he was in a very good mood.

At this time, he naturally had to return the favor!

He stood up: "Everyone, it's been almost a month since the last meeting, and the Mong Kok hall should also make a decision..."

"According to the previous agreement, we have to choose one person from Sheng Fan and Gao Jin to be the hall master of the Mong Kok hall."

"We won't waste time holding another election; let's just get it done today."

Upon hearing this, everyone agreed.

"Okay!"

"I agree!"

"The one-month period has arrived, the hall master returns to his position!"

Jiang Tiansheng smiled: "Then raise your hands. Those who support Sheng Fan as hall master, raise your hands!"

Sheng Fan next door: "..."

I, the candidate, don't even have the qualifications to be on the scene?

Isn't this too fooling?

Do you really think I'm easy to fool because my IQ isn't enough?

But thinking about it, it's better that I'm not on the scene; if I were, it would be a public execution.

Sheng Fan silly laugh·jpg

"Come, Brother Sheng Fan!"

Chen Ho Nam held a wine glass and toasted Sheng Fan.

"Brother Ho Nam!"

Sheng Fan was extremely polite.

Now that everyone had made money following Gao Jin, everyone was harmonious, just like real brothers.

The private room next door,

As Jiang Tiansheng's "Those who support Sheng Fan as hall master, raise your hands" fell, all the hall masters remained motionless, smiling without speaking.

Jiang Tiansheng: "Okay, no one chose Sheng Fan."

Sheng Fan next door: Sweating wildly~~~

The gap is too big!

Jiang Tiansheng: "Next, those who support Gao Jin as hall master of Mong Kok, raise your hands!"

Swish swish swish~~~~

One by one, raising their hands was like raising flags.

Unanimously passed!

Gao Jin took them to make money, shouldn't they repay him?

Jiang Tiansheng smiled: "Okay, since that's the case, congratulations to Gao Jin for becoming the hall master of Mong Kok."

"Wait..."

Just at this moment, Tai Lo B raised his hand and spoke.

Jiang Tiansheng: "???"

Hall masters: "????"

Gao Jin also looked at Tai Lo B in surprise.

Amidst the strange gazes, Tai Lo B stood up and said emotionally:

"Jiang Sheng, brothers, and uncles..."

"Here, I, Tai Lo B, want to overstep... Ah Zu has followed me for 10 years, and can be considered to have helped me build the empire. The time Ba Bi almost caught my wife and daughter, it was Ah Zu who helped block it. It can be said to be a life-saving grace!"

Tai Lo B looked at Gao Jin, sincere and emotional: "Ah Zu! In Causeway Bay, most of the neighbors support you, and you have a good reputation, so you are most suitable here. So I want to go to Mong Kok. After all, I mixed in Mong Kok before, so I'm more suitable than you."

"So,"

"The Causeway Bay hall, I'll leave it to you!"

Giving Causeway Bay to me?

Gao Jin was caught off guard!

He was moved.

Causeway Bay was Tai Lo B's base, and he didn't expect Tai Lo B to make such a sacrifice and give it to him.

Moreover, Causeway Bay was indeed more suitable for him than Mong Kok!

He had a large mass base here, and many ideas and plans could be boldly tested in Causeway Bay. But in Mong Kok, the difficulty would be much higher.

"Thank you, Brother B!"

"I'll drink this!" Gao Jin didn't pretend, directly picked up the wine glass, toasted Tai Lo B, and downed it in one gulp.

"Hahaha~~ Good!"

"Superior and subordinate in harmony, brothers in peace, this is a beautiful story in the Jianghu!"

Uncle Xing directly slapped the table and laughed.

As an older generation, what he feared most was infighting, because he was afraid of being wiped out by infighting, and what he loved most was brothers in harmony. With a harmonious Hong Xing, he could end well.

Other uncles also praised him one after another.

If this matter spreads, Hong Xing will also have face in the whole Jianghu.

Look at you (Dong Xing, Wo Luen Shing, Hong Lok, Hong Xing) fighting and killing, then look at our Hong Xing, harmony brings wealth!

Ba Ji gave Tai Lo B a thumbs up: "Ah B, I didn't expect you to be so broad-minded!"

Other hall masters also praised Tai Lo B for his high virtue and great prestige.

Secretly hating: Damn, why don't my subordinates have such awesome people?

Dinosaur thought of Sheng Fan and couldn't help but want to go over and beat Sheng Fan up on the spot. How can there be such a big gap between people?

A celebration banquet, everyone was happy.

At this time,

Gao Jin was ambitious!

Finally!

He finally became a hall master and the boss of a region!

Next, Causeway Bay is his territory, and he can wantonly wield his pen and ink to start his business empire.

Start the company!

Get the councilor position!

Wash clean and go ashore together!

By the way, annex other surrounding societies!

The goals are just these few, realizing them one by one!

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