I haven't been a boss for many years

A gentle-looking man in a suit with heavy bags under his eyes pushed open the door, and the subordinate in charge of the interrogation stood up and said, "Sir Wen!"

"Is there a breakthrough?"

Wen Qiren turned his head to look.

Jiang Cheng had handcuffs on his hands, iron chains on his feet, and a straight back, sitting on a chair like a hero who died.

The sheriff shook his head: "No."

"The criminal refused to speak a word all night."

"Row."

Wen Qiren nodded and didn't care, he closed the door and said to a madam: "Prepare the reception room, and the chiefs of other departments will come later."

"Yes, sir." Madam agreed aloud.

After half an hour.

Three Mercedes cars drove into the gate of the General Administration and stopped at the gate one after another. Li Chenghao, Dongguan Miao, Liu Wenyan, and Kong Lingwei were wearing suits, opened the door, and got out of the car one after another.

Zhang Guobin, wearing sunglasses and dressed handsomely, finally got out of the car, and with a wave of his hand, everyone walked into the General Administration building.

At the entrance of the building, "Superintendent Guo Weiming" of the public relations department was wearing a white uniform and carrying a crowned police rank, and greeted him with two inspector subordinates.

Seeing him, Zhang Guobin stretched out his hand first, and said hello, "Guo sir."

"Zhang Sheng, long time no see, welcome to the General Administration as a guest." Guo Weiming clasped his hands and bowed again and again, as if a subordinate was meeting the leader.

Police officer Kong Lingwei felt chills in his heart: "Hypocrisy, flattery!"

Zhang Guobin clicked to stop, let go of his hand, and said: "I took someone to the security department, and I made an appointment with Sir Wen."

"I know."

Guo Weiming nodded his hand: "Sir Cai will also go to the security department after the morning meeting, everyone, please!"

The elevator opens.

Five people entered the elevator, Guo Weiming brought them in together, and helped to press the floor, and sent them all the way to the security department. Considering the special nature of the security department, he stopped going forward, but he respected him very much. Guo Weiming, the high-ranking police force that Yihai worked with, did not imagine that the official career would be prosperous. Sometimes the old fritters just don't have the guts to fight it out, so the treatment will naturally be worse.

Inside the security department.

After Zhang Guobin shook hands with Wen Qiren, he introduced both of them, touched Sir Wen's shoulder with his fist, and asked aloud, "Haven't you slept all night?"

"Come back and take a nap." Wen Qiren replied with a smile.

"Have a cup of coffee first?" Zhang Guobin turned around and said.

Kong Lingwei said bluntly, "Let's go pick someone up first."

"Row."

Zhang Guobin raised his hand to let Wen Qiren lead the way, and everyone walked along the corridor to an interrogation room. Sir Wen pushed open the door of the interrogation room and said aloud, "Mr. Zhang."

"People are here."

The light shines into the room through the gap, Jiang Cheng, who is accustomed to the darkness, sits on the chair and closes his eyes slightly, and several people in the halo frown at a young man as he enters the door.

He opened his eyes slightly, and the image of the young man gradually became clear. He cheered up and said, "Mr. Zhang!"

"A Cheng."

Standing in front of the interrogation table, Zhang Guobin took out a pack of cigarettes, took out one and walked around to the chair, let Jiang Cheng hold the cigarette in his mouth, and then lit it for him.

Jiang Cheng bit the end of his cigarette, took a puff, and exhaled slowly, enjoying it all over his face.

With a contemptuous expression towards Wen Qiren, Liu Wenyan and others...

Wen and Liu were expressionless, but Kong Lingwei showed displeasure, and said, "What are you dragging!"

"Ah!"

Jiang Cheng sneered, looking at him as if he was looking at a dead person, while Zhang Guobin sat on the corner of the table, knocked on the cigarette case with a cigarette, and said slowly, "Ah Cheng."

"There are three people behind me. Superintendent Wen, you have known them before. Liu Ban is an administrative staff from the Mainland. Sir Kong is a fellow from your hometown."

Jiang Cheng was smoking a cigarette.

Zhang Guobin sighed: "When you go out, you always have to pay it back. I thank you for letting the policeman's life go, but I am the most trustworthy person."

"I promised Sir Kong to arrest you first, so I can only let you go with Sir Kong, sorry, Cheng."

Jiang Cheng's expression became more and more rigid, and everything had come to an end.

"call!"

He inhaled half of the cigarette in one breath, and exhaled thick smoke from his nostrils.

"Pooh!"

Immediately, he spit the cigarette butt at Zhang Sheng with his mouth.

Zhang Sheng waved his hand, knocked out the cigarette butt, and smiled: "Boss Shen, if I have a chance, I will personally apologize to him."

"What are you doing, Zhang Guobin! You broke your promise and hooked up with the police, who will believe you in the future!" Jiang Cheng tried his best to move forward, but was locked on the chair, and roared hoarsely: "You It's a thief!"

"You are a thief!!!"

Kong Lingwei clapped his hands on the table, leaned over and said, "Quiet!"

"Let you talk yet!"

"Zhang Sheng, I suggest taking him away directly." He turned his head and said.

Zhang Guobin chuckled lightly, took out a cigarette and lit it, bowed his head and said, "In what age, soldiers and thieves are so clearly distinguished, no wonder you have been a thief all your life."

"However, it is true that I will keep you safe. As long as you cooperate honestly with the police investigation, the police will definitely give you a way to survive. You also know that the crime you committed is enough to kill you hundreds of times. Do I give you enough face? "

Zhang Guobin waved his hand: "Let's go!"

Several people left the interrogation room, Jiang Cheng was still cursing, after a while, Li Chenghao pushed open the door, with a hammer in his hand, approached, twisted, "I smashed all your teeth!"

"Let your mouth break!"

"what!"

A scream.

in the reception room.

Zhang Guobin, Liu Wenyan, and Wen Qiren were making tea. Sir Kong and the police went to go through the transfer procedures. The criminals would also be escorted by the personnel of the Xiangjiang Police Department to the port, and then the police officers on the opposite side would take over at the port. The whole process It's all top-level confidentiality.

While drinking tea, Liu Wenyan worried, "Sheng Zhang, if you come to deal with Jiang Cheng yourself, will it cause trouble?"

"sip."

Zhang Guobin took a sip of hot tea, lowered his teacup, and said with a light smile, "If Shen Xin knows about this matter, I don't think the case will be handled. If Shen Xin doesn't know, what difference does it make if I help or not?"

Liu Wenyan nodded and said: "That's right, but no one dares to leak information about this red-headed document. This side has closed the net, and if you count it, the other end is almost the same."

He glanced down at his watch.

A storm of anti-drugs that shocked East Asia is underway. More than 300 armed police officers are carrying out enforcement actions. More than [-] tons of raw materials and finished products have been seized, and more than [-] families involved in drugs have been seized.

Cai Jinping held a police cap in his hand and was wearing a uniform. He pushed open the glass door of the reception room, and laughed aloud, "Did you disturb the tea drinkers?"

"Cai sir."

"Cai sir."

Zhang Guobin sat down and said hello, Liu Wenyan stood up and shook hands respectfully, and Wen Qiren stood at attention to salute...

Cai Jinping waved his hand to signal that you are welcome. After sitting on the chair, he sighed: "According to the seizure and inventory of the operation department last night, a total of 230 tons were seized in Hong Kong."

"This has already broken the highest case handling record in Hong Kong, which is unprecedented."

Liu Wenyan smiled and said: "It will be very difficult to surpass later."

"Hopefully."

Cai Jinping sighed: "The PR department is preparing for a press conference, Sir Wen, you go there."

Wen Qiren stood up and said, "Yes, sir!"

With a smile on his face, Zhang Guobin brought a cup of tea to Director Cai, and said, "When you wake up, you will have great merit delivered to your door. How do you feel?"

Cai Jinping didn't hide it either, drinking tea and saying, "It's so cool!"

"Very cool!"

This morning, Wen Qiren appeared on TV as the Minister of Security, announcing to all walks of life that the "ice-making" case had been cracked. The two sides exchanged more than 11 rounds of fire, 5 criminals died, 230 were injured, and [-] police officers were injured. [-] tons of finished ice cubes were seized.

The public opinion was in an uproar, the prestige of the police force was raised to a higher level, and the name of the Ministry of Security also came into public view for the first time.

Friends of Taoism and poisonous insects wailed everywhere, and the market price in East Asia rose in response.

Chapter 620 Expansion in Northern Myanmar

After the Yuanxin factory was destroyed, the biggest losses were the three major associations in Xiangjiang, Taiwan Island, Japan, South Korea, and Southeast Asia, and a number of large customers.

Not to mention foreign customers for the time being.

Hong Kong.

A backbone restaurant.

"Brother Biao", the leader of the big circle gang, was wearing a white shirt, sat on the main seat, and said worriedly: "Awu."

"This time, more than 1000 tons of goods have been lost in the market. Within a week, the entire Hong Kong will be out of stock. In the long run, it will lose a lot of money."

Wearing a blue gown, Wu Zhaonan swaggered to taste the rice wine and shouted, "What are you afraid of?"

"The supply and demand of the market is here. The reduction in the supply of goods will only increase the price of the goods, and it will be profitable if you earn more or less."

Daquan Biao sighed: "Ice can be sold well, mainly because it is cheap. It is a market for young people. If the price is raised, many people will not be able to afford it."

Wu Zhaonan sneered: "What are the rules with dead friends?"

"I've told my subordinates a long time ago to add more wall dust to the ice cubes, and the gram price will remain the same. Buy it or not, anyway, it's easy to sell now."

Da Quanbiao grinned, and couldn't bear to say: "Too much wall ash will hurt your lungs..."

"If you don't sell it to them, they will be sad!" Wu Zhaonan shouted: "Besides, if you have money, you can pay a high price to buy A goods. If you don't have money, you have to suck ten grams of wall dust and one gram of powder!"

"If anyone dares to make trouble, I will ask him to suck glass shards."

Daquan Biao shook his head: "It's better to sell fans. The supply of goods in the Golden Triangle is very stable every year, and the price will be lower when the weather is good."

"Of course, I don't care how many guns other people have and where they are." Wu Zhaonan put on plastic gloves and pulled a stewed pigeon, biting the pigeon meat with his teeth: "Yuanxin Group has established a big poisonous village in China." , looks majestic, but will die sooner or later."

"It's already very good to be able to do it for five years. I can see that they are going to be unlucky. In the first half of the year, a batch of goods has been stored in the warehouse, which is enough to supply for a period of time."

Daquan Biao's eyes lit up, and he asked tentatively, "How much?"

"Hehe, can this be said?" Wu Zhaonan smiled mysteriously, and said while pulling at the pigeon's legs, "I'm sure about profits, but what about the market?"

"In such a large market in Southeast Asia, if someone quits, someone will join. Don't underestimate the people in the rivers and lakes. I bet that within three months, there will definitely be new manufacturers."

The reason why white flour has been on the market for decades and has not been eliminated for hundreds of years is that while the technology has improved, the supply of goods is stable.

All the drug dealers in the world want to sell powder, drive a car, carry cash into the Golden Triangle, and they can always find the goods.

Unlike ice and other new products, the technical barriers are high, the raw materials are difficult to obtain, and the stock is out of stock from time to time.

A complete industrial chain is a huge advantage. The Golden Triangle and the planting industry are complementary and mutually influencing.

In addition, "ice-making technology" has formulas and technical barriers, but the underlying chemical logic is not difficult, and determined and talented research will definitely produce results after a period of time.

It is nothing more than the issue of yield and purity. Once there is a vacuum in the market, new manufacturers will definitely emerge. Whoever can contact new manufacturers in advance to reach a cooperation is also the focus of seizing profits.

After a year and a half of market testing, the ice price will roughly return to rationality. Although there may be a certain increase, it will not be so high.

Right now, whoever has more goods in the warehouse and masters the technology first will be able to make huge profits. Perhaps after the news is broadcast, one, several, or even a dozen workshops will start research.

money.

Never be afraid that no one will make money.

Daquan Biao understands the truth, but he has a problem right now. He had to save someone, and he thought about it: "Brother Wu, if there are enough goods in the warehouse, can you give me some?"

"I can buy at a price higher than the cost. The key is that some places are out of stock, and even with drinks, the lady's business will be much worse."

"It's a big loss."

Wu Zhaonan said in surprise, "A Biao."