Chapter 599: 583 Zhang Chongbang vomiting blood, Qiu Gangao

East Kowloon Police Station.

Zhang Chongbang arrived at work early in the morning, holding three pineapple buns and a cup of coffee, and walked into the Major Crimes Unit.

At this moment, a group of officers in the Major Crimes Unit were holding newspapers and discussing something.

"Did you see the news?"

"'1994 Hong Kong Dollar banknote printing quota amended, Five Star Bank added 20%'..."

"Five Star Bank increased by 20%..."

"That's a good thing! Five Star Bank is so big, it's already surpassed HSBC; logically, they should have received a printing quota."

"Five Star Bank's stock is going to rise again today."

"Brother Yi, you bought so much Five Star Bank stock, you've made a fortune."

"Not much, not much, just over a hundred thousand."

"Brother Yi, Godfather, lend me some money~~"

"Get lost, I don't know you!"

Listening to their discussion, Zhang Chongbang immediately realized that this was the benefit Director Guan Zu had obtained from the banknote printing plant incident.

Damn it, a 20% banknote printing quota!

What is this?

This is solid market confidence!

Once the stock price rises, he'll make billions instantly!

"As expected! Just as I predicted!"

Zhang Chongbang sneered.

He knew Director Guan Zu couldn't have intervened in this case for no reason; everything was about profit.

As he sneered, he felt a wave of depression, because Director Guan Zu had earned too much.

"Why is the sky over Hong Kong so dark!"

Zhang Chongbang felt that his sense of justice was completely incompatible with Hong Kong.

Just then,

The Superintendent's secretary walked into the Major Crimes Unit: "Inspector Zhang Chongbang, the Superintendent wants to see you in his office."

Zhang Chongbang: "Hm??"

Bewildered, he arrived at the Superintendent's office.

"Hahaha~~~ Ah Bang, when you were transferred here half a year ago, I saw at a glance that you were a talent. Now it seems you really are a talent."

The Superintendent was extremely enthusiastic.

Zhang Chongbang: "Superintendent, I don't understand what you mean."

The Superintendent chuckled and took out a transfer order and a promotion order: "A transfer order just came down from headquarters; you're being transferred to headquarters, and you've been promoted to Chief Inspector."

Zhang Chongbang: "???"

He looked at the transfer order—

"

Reference Number: 【1993】 Police Transfer Letter No. 【421】

To Senior Inspector Zhang Chongbang:

In view of the outstanding ability, rigorous attitude, and high level of enthusiasm for police work you have demonstrated in your past work...

You will be transferred from your original post to the Internal Investigation Division of the Regulatory Department of the Police Force...

In your new position, we hope you will continue to uphold a fair and professional work philosophy...

Deputy Commissioner of the Hong Kong Police Force: ***

"

He looked at the promotion order: promoted from Senior Inspector to Chief Inspector.

His hand trembled.

A pleasant surprise!

Finally, has my talent been recognized?

And,

The Internal Investigation Division is perfect for an honest officer like me to serve in.

The Hong Kong Police Force is far too corrupt!

Not long after, the news reached the Major Crimes Unit: Zhang Chongbang was being transferred to the Internal Investigation Division of the Police Force.

It immediately sparked a flurry of discussion in the Major Crimes Unit.

"Why the sudden transfer?"

"And he got promoted too."

"Why?"

"That night, I think I saw him walking with the Deputy Chairman of the Monetary Authority; they must have been plotting something."

Once these words were spoken, everyone was stunned.

"What? Hasn't he always been upright and honest?"

"That's right, he always had the police regulations on his lips."

"I've been lectured by him several times, and seeing how upright he was, I couldn't even argue back."

"Now he's pulling this on me?"

Each officer felt particularly speechless.

After Zhang Chongbang happily returned to his office, he packed his things, hugged his box, and prepared to leave.

As he was leaving,

He happened to hear his Major Crimes Unit colleagues gossiping about him behind his back.

"Looks like he's just a common man after all."

"Not so upright either; to get a promotion, he colluded directly with high-ranking officials."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Chongbang was stunned.

"What do you mean?"

"You know what I mean."

"If you have the guts, say it clearly."

"I'll say it: yesterday I saw you walking with the Deputy Chairman of the Monetary Authority, and you still claim you didn't collude with them."

Zhang Chongbang became directly enraged.

"I did not collude with them!"

But in his heart, he had already reacted; perhaps this was true, otherwise, this promotion had come too strangely.

Of course, he didn't want to admit it internally, only believing that he was being rewarded for his righteous actions.

He had a clear conscience; after all, he hadn't accepted any bribes.

Soon,

Zhang Chongbang, filled with shame and anger, went to report to the Police Force headquarters.

Just after he left, the credit for the Ma Wenxin case from the O-Unit to the East Kowloon Major Crimes Unit was delivered. Although they hadn't cracked the case, their efforts were acknowledged, adding a line to their resumes, and the team leader Peter's rank was raised by one level.

Of course, Zhang Chongbang was not on the list of rewards.

Police Force building, downstairs,

Zhang Chongbang walked into the building.

I have finally returned!

Radiant and high-spirited.

Perhaps it was fate, but Zhang Chongbang happened to run into Qiu Gangao on the first floor.

"Eh, you are..." Qiu Gangao was curious.

"Qiu Sir, starting today, I am the Chief Inspector of the Internal Investigation Division..." Zhang Chongbang looked at Qiu Gangao, meaningfully, "In the future, please be careful, Qiu Sir; don't let me find anything on you. I won't be looking at past sentiments to save face for you."

Qiu Gangao dug into his ear: "Oh... Internal Investigation Division, is it..."

He sneered.

He turned and left.

Zhang Chongbang felt pleased and went to report to the Internal Investigation Division.

Just as he spent 30 minutes reporting, getting familiar with colleagues and his seat...

The leader of the Internal Investigation Division arrived.

"Zhang Chongbang, right..."

"Sir~~"

Leader: "I'm sorry, notice came from above saying the Internal Investigation Division isn't suitable for you, and you are to be transferred."

Zhang Chongbang: "????"

Zhang Chongbang's face changed.

"Then where am I being transferred to?"

"Mount Dayu..."

Pfft~~~~~

Zhang Chongbang nearly spat out a mouthful of old blood.

Upstairs, O-Unit.

Qiu Gangao sipped his tea, watching Zhang Chongbang's dejected figure downstairs.

He chuckled...

To make it in this world, you need background and strength.

Originally, he hadn't really cared about Zhang Chongbang, and it wouldn't have mattered if he were transferred to the Internal Investigation Division. But Zhang Chongbang had insisted on running up to his face and provoking him.

Well then, I'm sorry, but I'm sending you straight to guard the reservoir.

The next day,

Zhang Chongbang arrived at the Mount Dayu Police Station to report to the Superintendent.

As a Chief Inspector, he was effectively the second-in-command of the station.

Looking at the two or three stragglers—the old ones old, the useless ones useless—Zhang Chongbang was instantly furious.

Zhang Chongbang pointed directly at Taishan, who was sleeping in.

He kicked the chair Taishan was sitting on, and Taishan, still sprawled out asleep, tumbled straight to the floor.

"Get up! If you're at work, work. Why are you sleeping..."

"Have you been on patrol?"

"If you want to sleep, don't be a cop..."

A tirade lasting several minutes vented the frustration in his heart.

Taishan was both angry and too afraid to retort.

Soon,

Every officer in the entire station had been scolded by Zhang Chongbang; he found fault with everything.

Even a bunch of kids who ran over to do their homework were scolded by Zhang Chongbang.

Because he was depressed, he was particularly irritable, and many things came out of his mouth without a second thought.

"This is a police station, not a school."

"Do you even understand police regulations!"

All officers: "............"

Mount Dayu villagers: "............"

Impressive!

Amazing, you're so high and mighty!

Zhang Chongbang naturally knew what they were thinking, but by now, he was already lost in self-admiration.

Wind and snow have pressed upon me for two or three years... Heh, it's just a little frost and snow.

6:30 PM,

The lights along Victoria Harbour were dazzling,

The Peninsula Hotel.

Director Guan Zu and Chen Yongren, with their secretary Wu Lianqian, were dining in the Western restaurant with the Vice President of Citibank (US Headquarters).

After receiving the invitation from Five-Star Bank, Citibank in the US was very interested, so they sent a Vice President to lead a team over to discuss joining the clearing system.

HSBC has a very vast global banking system.

And so does Citibank.

The two sides can be considered competitors.

So Citibank is very happy to cause some trouble for HSBC.

Moreover, Five-Star Bank will surely dominate Hong Kong's capital in the future, so they are naturally happy to have one more such partner; after all, the transaction fees they can collect are substantial.

"Wow~~~ I didn't expect Mr. Director Guan to be so young!"

"Mr. Will, you flatter me..."

After some pleasantries, they began to discuss some preliminary information about Five-Star Bank.

Because both sides wanted to facilitate the cooperation, the negotiations went quite smoothly.

However, this was only a preliminary negotiation;

The subsequent formal consultations, contract signing, and connection to the clearing system would take at least 1-2 months.

HSBC Building.

"Everyone,"

HSBC's senior leadership was meeting again, and again, and again.

Chief Ainuoer sat at the head of the table, his gaze shrouded in a thick haze, slowly scanning every senior executive present.

"We at HSBC are facing increasingly serious problems."

"Our deposits have been snatched away by Five-Star Bank!"

"And that's not all..."

"For a long time, the right to issue currency has been the foundation upon which we stand firm in the financial market, and the key to our control over financial discourse."

"But now it has also been carved up by Five-Star Bank, which will inevitably severely weaken our ability to regulate currency in the market."

"Furthermore,"

"According to reliable information, Five-Star Bank is in contact with Citibank to connect to Citibank's US dollar clearing system..."

"This means they will convert a large amount of US dollars... Relying on Five-Star Bank's massive customer base and business volume, in the key area of US dollar settlement business, our HSBC's share in the international financial market will be further squeezed..."

Chief Ainuoer's voice was somewhat indignant.

All the directors and executives were also very indignant.

How long had it been since the last meeting?

Half a month.

At that time, they were still in the meeting, feeling that HSBC still had two basic pillars—the right to issue currency and the US dollar (foreign exchange) clearing system.

As a result, in just half a month,

Because of that pit-hole of a mint, the situation had reversed.

Is the mint run by idiots?

Why was it so easily breached by bandits?!

It's too damn pit-hole!

And it dragged HSBC down with it, becoming the one that suffered the heaviest losses.

This wave for HSBC is truly more unjust than Dou E!

"Everyone!"

Chief Ainuoer: "We at HSBC are now facing a huge crisis!"

"We must fight back!"

"Everyone, share your thoughts and suggestions on how we can fight back."

Soon,

A shareholder representative said:

"Through legitimate channels, we can't beat Five-Star Bank."

"We need to find another way."

Everyone: "How to find another way?"

Shareholder representative: "Corporate espionage. We need to develop corporate spies to uncover the illegal and criminal facts of the Five-Star Group..."

Chief Ainuoer: "Be specific..."

Shareholder representative: "We can find a middle-to-high-level employee of the Five-Star Group and develop them into our mole... No, one isn't enough; we need to develop several, a dozen..."

"Capital is greedy. I don't believe Director Guan Zu and the Five-Star Group really pay taxes so legally, or don't have anything illegal at all..."

"If that doesn't work, we can use the mole to frame the Five-Star Group..."

Everyone nodded one after another.

"Agreed!"

"This method works!"

"Support!"

However, one executive raised a question: "But the problem is, this Five-Star Group is famously good to its employees. Developing a mole might be a bit difficult."

Shareholder representative: "That's simple. With coercion and inducement, there's always a suitable way."

"Even if Director Guan Zu finds out about this, he will definitely suspect all the middle and high-level management under him."

"Once suspicion arises, they will suspect each other... Once they suspect each other, can the Five-Star Group still be so united?"

"Good!"

"This idea is brilliant!"

The senior executives all applauded.

Chief Ainuoer nodded: "This idea is not bad..."

Shareholder representative: "However, we cannot send people ourselves; we must send a middleman, so even if Director Guan Zu catches that person, he won't know who sent them."

"............"

"Would that be too cowardly?"

"Safety first..."

Finally, everyone agreed.

At this time, another executive said: "Also, I think we can add an insurance policy—send some undercover agents over."

Senior executives: "Agreed!"

Three days later,

Night,

Streets of the New Territories, dim yellow streetlights.

Jiu Jiu Wenlong was off work, walking home, his mind full of his wife and his daughter who was about to turn one month old. His heart was full of joy, and his steps became light.

Just then, an inconspicuous black sedan drove slowly over and stopped in front of Jiu Jiu Wenlong, blocking his path.

Jiu Jiu Wenlong's brows furrowed instantly, and he stopped walking.

A man with an ordinary appearance got out of the car, wearing a slightly old-fashioned suit.

"Mr. Wen, sorry to take up a bit of your time. I want to talk to you about something." The man smiled politely.

Jiu Jiu Wenlong looked the other person over vigilantly, thinking to himself: He doesn't look like a good person at all. Coming to find me at this time, what good could it be?

But he didn't rush to refuse, just replied coldly: "Say what you have to say."

The man smiled, "It's not convenient to talk here. Let's get in the car and talk..."

Jiu Jiu Wenlong hesitated for a moment, but finally followed the man into the car.

Years of experience told him that things cannot be avoided; you have to face them head-on and confront the problem.

Got in the car,

Sat down.

"Speak, what do you want with me?"

"Mr. Wen, you haven't had an easy time lately, have you? Your wife and child had an accident; the expenses aren't small." The man looked concerned.

Jiu Jiu Wenlong was vigilant: "What exactly do you want to say? Don't beat around the bush."

The man: "Fine, then I won't beat around the bush. Mr. Wen, you've known Director Guan Zu for a long time, but now after joining the Five-Star Group, you've only managed to become a middle-level manager. Look at the others around Director Guan Zu; they all hold high positions..."

"Haven't you ever thought about the reason?"

"I don't understand what you mean." Jiu Jiu Wenlong clenched his fists.

"Sigh, I feel it's not worth it for you. Why do they get such high positions, while you only have this little bit?"

"I..." A trace of unwillingness flashed across Jiu Jiu Wenlong's face, and his heart seemed to be struggling violently.

The man was overjoyed.

It seems... it's done!

He struck while the iron was hot: "And don't forget, you have a wife and daughter now. There's an old Chinese saying: 'Parents who love their children plan far ahead for them.' Don't you want to save more money for your daughter's future?"

After the man finished speaking, he took a thick envelope out of his pocket, placed it on the table, and pushed it gently toward Jiu Jiu Wenlong,

"There is a sum of money in here, 100,000 Hong Kong dollars, equivalent to your 9 months' salary. As long as you help us do one thing, there will be more later."

Jiu Jiu Wenlong looked at the thick envelope, a struggle flashing across his face.

He glanced at the man in front of him: "Can you tell me, who are you?"

The man: "Since this is our first cooperation, I can't say for now."

Jiu Jiu Wenlong gritted his teeth: "What do you want me to do?"

(End of chapter)