Chapter 21

Everyone has self-awareness.

Not knowing what one doesn't know (ignorance): at this stage, an individual's self-awareness is very limited, possibly unaware of their shortcomings or blind spots.

This usually occurs in beginners, who lack experience and knowledge, and also have limited self-awareness.

It is obvious that this police officer named Zhang Hao is ignorant, that is, a raw recruit just joined the police force.

In his inherent impression, whether it is a triad big brother or an ordinary petty thug, he must treat them like a mouse seeing a cat.

But he forgot one thing: a petty thug at Li Xin's level is fundamentally not something a small police officer like him can contend with!

There are countless ways to make him take off that uniform; what happens afterward need not be said.

As a triad big brother, for someone who doesn't give him face, he should give that person a surprising big gift package.

What? You say he's a police undercover? He shouldn't be treated like that.

?

Is there any necessary connection between him being an undercover and dealing with this police officer?

He didn't even bother with the police officer in front of him, losing face!

He picked up the phone, dialed the number, after a few beeps the call was answered, "Who is this?"

"Put the phone down, who let you make the call?" the police officer shouted while standing in front of the desk.

Li Xin looked at him with a flashing fierce light in his eyes, pushed the phone toward him and said, "You've got the guts to take the phone away?"

He glared at him and said into the phone, "Uncle Wen, I, A Xin."

The old man's voice on the other end sounded unserious, quite flirtatious: "You brat, what company are you trying to set up again? You've already registered four this period, isn't that enough?"

That's right, Li Xin has registered four companies during this period: Red Trust Security, Red Trust Real Estate Agency, Red Trust Taxi, Red Trust Media, together forming the Red Trust Group.

Never mind how strong these companies are; the framework and context are already in place.

Red Trust Security: Huang the Fat recommended a retired inspector as a consultant; fifty gun permits were obtained, the process went smoothly without any hiccups.

As for mentioning his triad affiliation?

Don't talk nonsense, I'll sue you for defamation!

Li Xin is clearly now the chairman of the Red Trust Group company; after going public, he becomes the chairman of the board.

Triad? What triad?

I don't know what?

Things are just that wonderful; a single call from Huang the Fat works better than many people running themselves ragged.

He took a cigarette, put it to his lips, and A Xin, being perceptive, lit it for the big brother: "Uncle Wen, you don't have many intern lawyers over there, do you? Send a team over."

Huang Da Wen, the royal appointed grand lawyer, was a bit bewildered; what use are intern lawyers?

His price may be high, but he's effective! This brat doesn't know value.

"What are intern lawyers for? Besides memorizing some legal provisions and delivering documents, what else are they useful for?

If the matter isn't big, just treat me to a nightclub once and it's fine."

Hmm, that's very Uncle Wen! Just that little hobby of his.

He smiled, "Uncle Wen, I've arranged a sign-up for you at the Bolanjie Grand Palace nightclub; later, just sign in and you're good to go, or bring friends to sit around."

Huang Da Wen's face broke into a smile; this brat is different from other gangsters—he's got brains and understands worldly affairs; it'll be hard for him not to succeed!

"Know how to do it."

He hung up the phone, smiling at Li Xian and said, "Li Sir, what brings you here today?"

Looking at Li Xin's smiling face, Li Xian really wanted to punch him; he's really damn annoying!

His intimidation hadn't even been used yet, and he was knocked out straight away.

He could only helplessly say, "Brother Xin, do you really have to go this far?" Looking at Zhang Hao whose hand was already on the. 38, he hurriedly grabbed him, "You idiot, don't be so impulsive from now on!" Having said that, he waved his hand, letting the other officers behind him pull him out.

Li Xin tilted his head and instructed Chen Yaoxing: "Note that kid's police number; later hand it over to the incoming lawyer team, tell those lawyers to strip the skin off him."

The police officer who had just arrived at the door, hearing Li Xin say that, immediately broke free from the other officers holding him.

Before Li Xian could even react, he angrily came up to Li Xin, drew his. 38, and shouted, "Hands..."

Before he could finish shouting, his legs trembled, sweat pouring from his forehead, while Chen Yaoxing was pressing an M1911 against his temple.

Seeing those officers draw their guns, Li Xin smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, brothers with permits."

The officers looked at the gun permit Chen Yaoxing pulled out with his left hand, and they were all dumbfounded.

Are triad big brothers really this badass? Not only do their underlings carry guns on them, they even have gun permits?

Li Xian also looked at Li Xin with some surprise, wanting him to give an explanation.

Li Xin also drew an M1911 from his waist and placed it on the desk, "I'm the general manager of Red Trust Security; the company holds fifty gun permits, so carrying a gun is reasonable, right?" He then also tossed a gun permit onto the desk.

Li Xian now really wants to take a regret pill; he just wanted to resolve the large-scale manpower mobilization issue of the Prosperity group as soon as possible.

Going straight to the source of the matter to resolve it—what's wrong with that?

Li Xian is now quite certain that behind Immortal Trust stand high-ranking police officials, and very powerful ones at that! They could easily toss him out to guard a reservoir on an outlying island.

Without a word from high-ranking police, Immortal Trust could not possibly obtain gun permits based on his identity.

Even though his police record is clean, with no criminal record, that still wouldn't be possible.

"Brother Xin, can't you give him a chance? He's just a raw recruit who just joined the force; don't go overboard, okay?"

Li Xian pleaded in an almost begging tone, asking Li Xin to let Zhang Hao go.

"Give him a chance today, give you a chance tomorrow—do you think I'm a fisherman? Letting all the fish go?

Is it that from now on anyone can come here to run wild without paying the price?

Come on, if you're wrong you must admit it, if you get hit you must stand at attention—don't you even understand this saying?

Then what are you still doing as police? Go home and sell fish balls, fifteen per bowl.

You guys think about it?"

Looking at Zhang Hao's terrified expression, "Gangdao is a place that talks about law—if you don't make a mistake, no one can do anything to you; and speaking of that, if it really doesn't work out, just go home and sell fish balls—it's more profitable than being a police officer!"

Zhang Hao said in a terrified tone, "You can't do this—I haven't done anything wrong—what right do you have to treat me like this?"

Li Xin pointed at his own face with his finger, "What right? This is a good question—because I am a tax-paying entrepreneur of Gangdao, because your salaries also contain my tax money."

What else gives you the right? What is your status? What is my status?

Do you know or not, Gangdao is a capitalist society!

What right do you have to swagger in front of me? Just because of that skin of yours?

Just strip it off and it's fine!

If I don't strip off your skin today, will stray cats and dogs be able to come before me to seek a sense of existence in the future?

Idiot, still asking me what right I have?

Because my looks are better than yours, because my power is greater than yours, and most importantly, because I can smash you to death with money!

You bought your uniform with my tax money, draw your salary from it, and still dare to bark orders at me?

Your mother can indulge you, but I'm not your father—what right do I have to indulge you?

Idiot, are these enough reason?

(Collecting Gangdao 80s, 90s movies, brothers, post the movies you think are the best—I'll organize them, look up materials, otherwise after writing I'll get criticized for not being worth it!)