The news of Wang Li being assassinated in the street quickly spread throughout Hong Kong Island.

After seeing this, A Yong, Tony, and A Hu all raised their glasses and drank.

Feilong sat in the center of the dining table.

"Brother Long, should we celebrate Sir Huang!"

Ayong handed Feilong a bottle of beer.

Feilong smiled and said: "Ah Yong, don't say hello in advance. Let's pretend we don't know about Sir Huang's promotion. This is called following the current. I personally think Huang Zhicheng is very suitable for the position of Hong Kong Governor. When we have time, we will give it to him alone. celebrate."

[Brother Long, we secretly helped. Why can’t you congratulate me? Huang Zhicheng owes us a favor! 】

[That is, the first time Brother Yong spent 100 million to save his assistant, the second time was when his family had an emergency, and the third time he rescued Sir Huang’s friends... This time you spent a lot of money, Only then helped him get this seat. 】

[Yes, Brother Long, if we have anything to do in the future, we can directly contact Huang Zhicheng! 】

......

Feilong took a long puff of cigarette and explained: "Don't be like this. Sir Huang has just taken office and the foundation has not yet been firmly established. There may still be many people who are dissatisfied. We still have to help him lay a solid foundation. When the time is right, we will look for him alone." He chats.”

As soon as these words came out, everyone became much quieter.

Yes, Huang Zhicheng usually offends so many people, how many of them are really related to him?

If he were to get so close to the people from Dongxing now, it would arouse others' suspicion.

A Yong added: "Brother Long, I'm a little worried whether Wang Li will be found out. After all, he is the superintendent."

To be honest, assassinating a police officer is a top crime. If you are really caught, the consequences will be very serious.

Feilong nodded and said, "Don't worry. People like Wang Li specialize in crooked ways. From the moment he fell out with Meyerson, he was no longer a police officer. It doesn't matter if there is one more superintendent or one less. As long as it doesn’t affect Huang Zhicheng.”

Chen Haonan patted A Yong on the shoulder and said, "That's right, after a while, when the limelight passes, Wang Li's matter will be over, and who will remember him?"

......

In the Hong Kong Police Department, rumors about Huang Zhicheng's appointment were spreading. Business tycoons and social elites from all walks of life all ran to Huang Zhicheng's office.

A dozen middle-aged men in suits and coats were waiting outside the door.

[When Mrs. Mei was in office, how much tax did you pay? Will Mr. Huang ask for more? It is definitely not easy for anyone who can become the Governor of Hong Kong. 】

[We usually pay 10% of the profits. Now that Boss Mei is gone, let’s see if we can pay less! 】

[Stop dreaming. Whoever gets promoted is not greedy. In our field, the top priority is to improve the leadership of the bureau. 】

[Hey, I hope Mr. Huang can stay away from us! 】

......

As soon as he finished speaking, Huang Zhicheng finished his nap and opened the door.

Everyone gathered at the door and lined up neatly.

"Hello, Mr. Huang!"

"Hello, Mr. Huang!"

"Hello, Mr. Huang!"

......

Huang Zhicheng was startled by the sudden visit of a group of strangers.

"You are?"

[We are traders doing business on Hong Kong Island. I am a salt seller. I am a small business owner. Didn’t I hear that Mr. Huang has just taken office as the governor of Hong Kong and is here to visit! 】

[I am in the building materials business in Hong Kong. I used to be very close friends with Mr. Meyerson. No, now I am the boss. I am here to visit you! 】

[I am a cloth businessman in Hong Kong Island and an old friend of Meyerson’s. Now I came here specifically to visit Mr. Huang. 】

......

Huang Zhicheng saw that everyone was holding something in their hands, and they must have come to give gifts, so he said: "If you want to bribe me, then forget it, you all come in and sit down!"

Everyone looked at each other and carefully looked at the kind-faced Hong Kong Governor in front of them.

[Damn, this new leader doesn’t seem to be that good. He doesn’t have the dignity of Meyerson at all. 】

[Could he be pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger? This guy looks kind, but no one can figure out what he is thinking in his heart. 】

[Won’t he know after a while? Let’s fight ghosts. If he is really a idiot, we will just ignore him. 】

[Yes, I think it will work! 】

......

Huang Zhicheng sat in the center of the square table, and the others sat neatly on both sides.

"Mr. Huang, this is the tax we used to pay filial piety to Boss Mei. Now that he is gone, it naturally belongs to you."

Everyone took out a small box from their arms, some containing gold and silver jewelry, some containing cashier's checks, and some simply containing gold bars...

Each box starts with 100 Hong Kong dollars, which adds up to at least more than million.

Unexpectedly, Meyerson would dare to ask for money blatantly.

In the past few years, he has collected tens of millions in taxes at least, or even more.

Huang Zhicheng thought for a while, there are so many poor families in Hong Kong, but the upper class are indulging in pleasure and competing for fame and fortune.

If this evil trend is not rectified, Hong Kong police may become decadent in the future. As the leader here, he will never allow this to happen.

"Let's do this. You all give all the money to my assistant Ren Taohua, and I will distribute the money."

Huang Zhicheng has already thought about setting up a charity foundation when the time is right to distribute the money to those who really need it.

When everyone heard this, they thought, damn, no cat is immune to fishy smell, the world is as black as crows.

[I thought he was a gentleman, but I didn’t expect that he was also a person with evil intentions. 】

[There is no one who doesn’t eat the meat delivered to your door. Anyone who is against money is a fool. 】

[Let’s just call him Boss Huang from now on! 】

......

"Okay, Mr. Huang! But we seem to have some minor matters to deal with, and we need Mr. Huang to personally coordinate!"

The two people at the table looked at each other and then sang together.

Huang Zhicheng lit a cigarette and said softly: "Let's talk about it. If you can help, I will try my best."

"Mr. Huang, my flour mill and Lao Wei's flour mill are very close to each other. We both pay the same tax, but he has stolen all my customers. Mr. Huang, please comment."

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man surnamed Wei jumped up and cursed: "Old Wan, why don't you ask yourself, it's the quality of your flour that's the problem!"

"What the hell, my flour raw materials are all new rice harvested from wheat fields. How could there be a problem? Why didn't you say it was your people who were stealing my business!"

The quiet room suddenly became full of gunpowder.

"What are you talking about? Everyone does business based on their abilities and competes fairly. If the quality of my own products is not up to standard, I am being blamed."

"I suggest you move the place immediately, otherwise I want you to look good!"

Lao Wan issued a serious warning.

"I'm moving away. You are making an international joke. The business has just started now. If you want to fight, right? I will always be with you."

Boss Wei was not afraid at all, he stood up and slammed the table.

"Okay, starting from tomorrow, I will fight with you from morning to night every day until you are convinced."

"Cao Nima's, come here, I'm afraid you are my grandson!"

The two started to fight, and they bumped into each other with their fists raised.

Just like two raging bulls.

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