Hong Kong Island King Fried

Chapter 12 I am a Highly Educated Person
The rich and powerful are used to their subordinates being respectful in front of them, and when facing higher-level people, they themselves will wear masks like walking on eggshells,

Even the family is no exception, strict education, meticulous everywhere,
Even if outsiders who seem to have no interest in getting along with them, because of their different status, they will naturally have a sense of awe towards the rich.

Don't talk about not being afraid of the rich and powerful, that is, you have never encountered it. Most ordinary people, in front of the rich and high-ranking officials, will be suppressed instinctively.
In the final analysis, there is something in my heart, something to be afraid of.

Lin Jiajun is a person who died once, and he never thought of begging Song Shichang for anything. He dare not say that life and death are indifferent and he will do it, but he can barely act without desire.

Therefore, when talking to him, apart from maintaining basic politeness, I don't have too many scruples.

On the contrary, it gave Song Shichang a sense of freshness, and felt that chatting with Lin Jiajun was very 'exciting'.

When Song Shichang spoke again, he took on a tone that only a real friend would have when chatting: "The key lies in what Michelle is thinking now, I can't say for sure, it seems..."

This time it was Lin Jiajun's turn to interrupt him.

"Mr. Song, you have seen more women than I do. If a woman is not fickle, she is not a woman, right? They are cute because they are different from men. If they are all the same as our thinking mode, then why go to bed and get married? It's better to chop off the chicken's head and burn yellow paper to make a sworn brother."

Song Shichang was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled bluntly: "Officer Lin, you are really good at enlightening people."

Lin Jiajun also smiled, and said: "Back to Miss Yang, she has many problems, but what she pursues is love, not a one-night stand, so it's not suitable for me. As for her treatment of me..."

After a pause, "I'm a policeman, and I'm used to murderers. Miss Yang was doted on by you all day long, but when she suddenly meets someone like me, she'll feel like I'm a man. It's like You eat too much salt, and you want to change your taste to something sweet."

Song Shichang said uncertainly: "You mean, I can also change my style appropriately?"

"Then I don't know, but her character is destined to be coaxed for a long time. Believe it or not, if she is beaten by me every day, she will run away crying in less than a month, thinking of you." Lin Jiajun said .

Song Shichang pondered for a moment, did not speak, but took out his diamond-encrusted lighter and handed it to Lin Jiajun,
"Thank you." Lin Jiajun took the lighter and lit the panda, took a deep breath, and then returned the lighter to Song Shichang.

He has held this cigarette in his hand for a long time without lighting it. If Song Shichang didn't take the initiative to hand over the lighter, even if this cigarette was the only one in the world, he would not smoke it.

The regular smoked Hongwan is very cheap, and you can buy it in many taxis on the street, and the taste is not good, but the poor are hard-pressed. From the age of 12, they are used to smoking while standing.

If you bend over to smoke, no matter how good the cigarette is, you will definitely choke.

"Officer Lin, now I finally understand why Michelle fell in love with you. If I were a woman, I'm afraid I would fall in love with you too."

It is impossible for a person like Song Shichang to be deeply in love with his children for a long time. He came to talk to Lin Jiajun today, and it is already the limit of what a person of his status can do.

He made a joke, took back the lighter, took out a business card from his arms, passed it with both hands, and said with a smile: "Anyway, chatting with you is very enlightening and interesting. If there is any need in the future, or If you want to find someone to drink tea and chat with, you can directly call my private number."

Lin Jiajun also took it with both hands,
"I still have something to do today, let's go first." Song Shichang nodded.

"Walk slowly."

When Song Shichang turned to go out, Lin Jiajun carefully looked at the business card in his hand,

The wood texture is clear, gold edging, inlaid with a few broken diamonds.

Rich bosses are different. A business card, materials plus design and production costs are estimated to be enough to feed the poor for a few days.

Put it in your wallet.

After smoking a cigarette, it is estimated that Song Shichang also walked away, and Lin Jiajun left the bathroom.
As soon as she went out, she saw Zhu Mei'e walking from across the corridor,
Seeing Lin Jiajun, she strode forward and said angrily, "Looking for you everywhere! When you're not here, those female reporters don't care about taking pictures of Fei Bo. They don't care about such a big thing. Don't think that you are handsome. I won't scold you!"

They are all people who are desperately trying to get ahead with guns, and they don't care about trivial matters. In private, Lin Jiajun and Zhu Mei'e don't have too many scruples when talking: "There are three urgencies in people, Madam, I can't just take something out in front of those female reporters."

"That's right. Those female reporters seem to have been hungry for many years. Looking at your eyes, they wish they could eat you alive."

Zhu Mei'e also made a yellow accent, and then said: "I'm telling you business, the number of auxiliary police officers has come down, 4000 Hong Kong dollars a month, no need to be on duty, and you need to report to the commander once a week, if the commander takes action, Auxiliary police officers are obliged to participate."

"Thank you, Madam." Lin Jiajun put away his smile and saluted,
Auxiliary police quotas are not very easy to apply for. There is not much money, but there are few things to do, and there are certain benefits and security guarantees.
As long as the direct commander of the auxiliary police doesn't care, the auxiliary police can do nothing and enjoy the treatment for nothing.

Lin Jiajun and Azu have an unusual relationship. If Azu really wants to take revenge in the future, Lin Jiajun will definitely do something. This quota can be regarded as a foreshadowing.

"You don't need to thank you. You know the police force. You are powerful enough to support you from top to bottom. If you can't support yourself with mud, there is no reason to promote you. Even the guys below are unwilling to hang out with you. "

Zhu Mei'e shrugged: "For example, this time, you are so beautiful that even the first brother praises you, so there is nothing to say. Besides, there is another task I want to entrust to you."

Lin Jiajun shrugged: "I knew it was not that simple. What?"

"The Ministry of Internal Affairs and the ICAC have found out that Ah Qiang is indeed an insider. The police want to use the same method to spread a batch of nails to various clubs on Hong Kong Island..."

"Madam, I'm a handsome boy, not a silly boy!"

Lin Jiajun directly interrupted Zhu Mei'e's words, and refused without hesitation: "I served in the military uniform for two years, and then joined the serious crime team. At least one-third of the leaders of the largest associations and fitters in Hong Kong You all know me, if you ask me to go undercover, that is to let me die?"

Zhu Mei'e said indifferently: "Ann, Ah Jun, you are very capable and handsome. At most, you can be a little challenging, and you will be fine."

After a pause, he stared at him with almond eyes: "Besides, with the backing of the Serious Crime Squad, even if the other party knows your identity, they will only politely send you back. Whoever dares to touch you, I promise to wipe him out." The whole community!"

"I dont go."

Lin Jiajun resolutely refused. If the guarantee of the Royal Police can be believed, it is better to believe that Fei Chang looks more handsome than me.

What's more, the little baby of the system has not issued tasks, and the price/performance ratio is too low.

Zhu Mei'e seemed to have expected that Lin Jiajun would refuse, so she was not surprised at all.

"In this case, there is one more task."

"I think Madam, you are trying to trick me. If you guessed correctly, you were going to let me perform the second mission from the beginning, right?"

"Of course you can choose." Zhu Mei'e said seriously.

Lin Jiajun rolled his eyes towards the sky: "Let's talk about the second mission first?"

Zhu Mei'e looked left and right to make sure that no one else was eavesdropping in the corridor, and then asked mysteriously, "Do you know why Ah Qiang acts as an inner ghost and helps Zhao Guoming?"

"Why?" Lin Jiajun asked.

Zhu Mei'e hesitated for a moment,
Then he said very seriously: "Ah Qiang, someone lowered his head."

Lin Jiajun blinked and sneered:
"Madam, to tell you the truth, I am now a wise person and have received a higher education. Do you think I will believe this kind of thing?"

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