Violators Club

Chapter 147 It's a pity, the wind is blowing
Chapter 145 Unfortunately, the wind is blowing

When the Triad Society was in turmoil last month, it attracted the attention of many people.

In order to show the determination and confidence of the police station to fight against the evil forces, in mid-April, the police station called in a top boss working on the front line.

Lu Qichang came to ask his uncle for Luo Ji this time, on the one hand because he admired Luo Ji's talent and couldn't bear to let him continue to bury it; News that everyone doesn't know.

It's just that for Lu Qichang's request, Lu Minghua refused without thinking:
"No, Luo Ji is still useful to me."

Facing Lu Minghua's rejection, Lu Qichang's eyes flashed dissatisfaction:
"Being a bodyguard for Ren? You are wasting your talent!"

Luo Ji was originally his man, but after the last meeting, Luo Ji was transferred to Lu Minghua's subordinates.

This is actually nothing, after all, the other party is my uncle.

But what made Lu Qichang dissatisfied was that the transferred Luo Ji was not entrusted with important tasks, but became Chen Changqing's bodyguard and driver.

But for Lu Qichang's dissatisfaction, Lu Minghua didn't pay attention at all, he said quite forcefully:
"You still don't understand, I warn you, don't catch Luo Ji's attention!"

Indeed, Luo Ji followed Chen Changqing and could not collect any strong evidence of crime.

But some people's arrangements were not for collecting criminal evidence from the very beginning.

In this operation, the senior leaders of the pro-China faction used the police as the third force to control the Xiangjiang gang forces. Chen Changqing played an extremely critical role in it, and it is no exaggeration to say that it is the link of everything.

But Chen Changqing was from the Ni family after all, and this identity was inherently suspicious.

It doesn't matter who Luo Ji is, the key is that there must be such a person by Chen Changqing's side.

If Chen Changqing is just a simple bond, then it's nothing. Lu Minghua can definitely make him a puppet on the surface through some operations, but the problem is that Chen Changqing is by no means as insignificant as it appears on the surface.

Leaving aside the things the other party was planning, Lu Minghua did not dare to underestimate the fact that he studied under Hong Zhen.

He can't forget the cup of milk tea delivered to his home that night.

If it was someone else, Lu Qichang asked him for it, and for the sake of everyone's relatives, he, Lu Minghua, turned a blind eye and passed by.

But what if the other party wants Luo Ji?

Sorry, this person was ordered by Chen Changqing.

He, Lu Minghua, doesn't have that much face, he can snatch people away from Chen Changqing.

And looking at Lu Qichang who still wanted to say something, Lu Minghua waved his hand, he took out a mobile phone from his pocket, and signaled the other party to go out first:
"I'll answer the phone. If there's nothing else, you go out first."

Lu Qichang looked helpless, he really wanted to say something, but he also knew how busy his uncle was on weekdays, and many things on the phone were not something Lu Qichang could listen to, so he had no choice but to leave the office helplessly.

And as Lu Qichang left, looking at the vibrating phone in his hand, Lu Minghua thoughtfully pressed the answer button:

"Why did you call me?"

On the other side, at Sixiang Building in Tsim Sha Tsui, Chen Changqing looked helpless while holding a mobile phone: "Actually, I don't want to, but Ah Xiao called me just now."

Lu Minghua frowned, his eyes were puzzled:

"What happened?"

Chen Changqing shrugged his shoulders, and said in a calm tone: "In half a month, the Ni family's business lost 3000 million yuan."

It's easy for smart people to talk to smart people. As soon as Chen Changqing finished speaking, Lu Minghua, who immediately understood what Chen Changqing meant, frowned:
"It's none of my business."

Chen Changqing nodded, shaking the evaporated milk at the bottom of the milk cup, his deep eyes didn't know what he was thinking: "Of course I know it has nothing to do with you, otherwise I wouldn't be the one calling you at this time."

Taking a deep breath, although he didn't know what happened, Lu Minghua still emphasized in a serious tone:

"I can be sure that it was definitely not done by our people."

Chen Changqing nodded, he casually put the milk cup on the table, and pushed the gold-rimmed glasses with his white fingers.

Looking at the Weilai sky outside the window, Chen Changqing pointedly hinted: "It doesn't matter if it's your people or not. In short, the Ni family suffered heavy losses during the cleaning, but Han Chen's side was unscathed. Don't you think the wind has changed?"

The wind direction has changed?

Lu Minghua was stunned for a moment, thinking of Luo Ji whom Lu Qichang wanted from him just now, his expression suddenly changed as he instinctively connected the two together.

He subconsciously stood up from the chair, his face changed for a while:
"Wait a minute, I'll make sure of one thing."

Chen Changqing didn't say anything. This matter was weird from the beginning, but judging from the other party's methods?

There was indeed a bit of John Bull's sinister taste in it, so he was not in a hurry.

On the other side, with a sudden change in his face, Lu Minghua pushed open the door of the office.

Looking at Lu Qichang who was standing at the door, he asked with an ugly expression:

"Lu Qichang, let me ask you, what's the name of that Chief Li you mentioned just now?"

Subconsciously looking back at his uncle, Lu Qichang casually replied:

"Li Wenbin, what's wrong?"

Lu Minghua nodded, he took a deep breath, and his tone became a little more gloomy: "I'll ask you one more question, and I'll answer it after thinking about it. Is it you who want Luo Ji from me, or is it Li Wenbin who wants you to want Luo Ji from me?" .”

Although not as good as Lu Minghua, Lu Qichang's political sense is not bad.

Looking at his uncle's gloomy face, realizing that he might have caused trouble, Lu Qichang couldn't help but feel a little more flustered and uneasy:

"Wait, uncle, what do you mean?"

Frowning tightly, Lu Minghua, whose brain was running fast, looked a little more serious after thinking about it, and saw him wave his hand: "Don't worry about this matter. If Li Wenbin asks you after you go back, just say that you didn't see me." .”

Taking a deep breath, Lu Qichang is not someone who can't tell the difference between big and small:
"I know how to say it."

It's just that looking at Lu Minghua with a dignified expression, Lu Qichang couldn't help but feel a little more worried:

"Uncle, this matter won't affect you, will it?"

Their lineage followed my uncle from Shanghai to Xiangjiang, and it has been developed for so many years.

There are many things that can't be said clearly, and can't be said, Lu Qichang knows which is more important.

Facing Lu Qichang's worry, Lu Minghua shook his head: "I will deal with it here, and they still dare not touch me. By the way, didn't you say that you want to see me? After you go back, take a leave of absence and go to Handong Province to play." a period of time."

As soon as Lu Qichang raised his head, a look of astonishment flashed in his eyes: "Uncle, there's no need for this, is it?"

He said he was going to play for a while, but in fact he was trying to prevent trouble. Although Lu Qichang realized that he might have caused trouble this time, it was still a serious problem. He couldn't see the cruelty of this political struggle.

Lu Minghua didn't explain, he just looked at his nephew calmly:
"It's okay if you don't want to. I'll let your dad break your leg when I go back."

Scratching his head in embarrassment, Lu Qichang sneered:
"Forget it, I'll go to Handong Province."

How should I put it, although he has grown up, but if my uncle really told his old man like this?
In the next two or three months, I am afraid that I will really lie in the hospital.

"Bang!" With a sound, the door of the office was closed.

Lu Minghua took away the palm covering the communication hole, he took a deep breath, and his eyebrows became a little more serious: "Ah Qing, I've taken care of it here."

Holding the phone in his hand, looking at the words Li Wenbin written on the desktop, Chen Changqing frowned:
"Mr. Lu, is the matter settled?"

With thought in his eyes, Lu Minghua thought about it, but in the end he still felt unsafe, so he said softly:

"Some troubles, I can't explain it clearly for a while, let's talk in Tang Pavilion tonight."

Chen Changqing nodded, and he didn't say anything more:
"Ok, I will wait for you."

Just hung up the phone, looking through the glass at the bright Xiangjiang street outside.

With a soft murmur, Chen Changqing, with deep eyes, shook his head: "What a beautiful weather, but it's a pity... it's windy."

(End of this chapter)