I haven't been a boss for many years

Chapter 12 How Many Heavenly Kings Are There?
Zhang Guobin watched their backs walk out of the bar, held a cigarette between his fingers, put it in his mouth and bit it, turned his head and asked Da Bohao: "Where is that police officer? It's not like a policeman, but more like a friend on the road." .”

Da Bohao turned his head to look at Awei, and Awei came back and said, "Huang Zhiming, I heard that he is the new person in charge of O Ji. He used to be an undercover agent in Yiqun. He does things."

"Oh, so it's Brother Seven."

Two plus five makes seven,
twenty five boy,
The Jianghu scornfully called Seventh Brother!

Zhang Guobin sat back on the chair with disdain on his face, quietly accepted the lighter offered by Awei, took a deep breath, and pondered in his heart.

He has a different way of thinking from Young and Dangerous. Young and Dangerous generally know that there is a new police officer, and their first reaction is: Oh, the bad guy who made the ghost has changed his head again.

But with the thinking of the former secretary of the provincial general office, his first reaction was: the police are likely to take action!
Because no police officer has been promoted or transferred in O Ji recently, and no officer in O Ji has been arrested for anti-corruption, the most likely reason for the transfer of O Ji's internal staff is that it is dispatching troops and going out in command!
Since Zhang Guobin traveled to Xiangjiang, he has subscribed to seven newspapers including "Police News", "Business Daily", "Oriental Daily", "Entertainment Morning Post", "Xiangjiang Film Times"...

Among them, "Daily", "Police News" and "Business Daily" must be read in each issue, and must be thought and resolute.

This is a habit he developed as the secretary of the general office. He uses all government public information to make judgments on the current situation. The information and meaning expressed in the government public information are all valuable and represent the direction of the wind.

Although, it is better to have no books than to believe in books, and it is better not to read all newspapers, and you must add your own thinking.

However, Zhang Guobin, as the secretary of the provincial government, has already turned the ability of interpretation, judgment, and thinking into instinct. If many businessmen have half of his ability, they will ride the wind and waves to prosper. In the previous life, Zhang Guobin had to abide by discipline and serve the people. In capitalist areas, this ability actually represents money, and you can do a lot with your hands and feet.

Many bosses and officials must read the news every day, and they like to read newspapers for this reason.

From this, Zhang Guobin's view of the big picture is beyond the ordinary young and Dangerous boy, who is a thousand times more than the big guy in the restaurant, and now has a keen judgment: "Brother Seven is probably here to check on the spot. Could it be that they are after me?"

"Fortunately, my site is clean, otherwise I would have been caught by them today." Zhang Guobin took a breath, exhaled the smoke slowly, and frowned unconsciously.

"Everyone keep playing, keep playing, it's okay..." Awei clapped his hands, took the microphone, and shouted loudly.

With the withdrawal of the police, the guests and ladies in the venue slowly sat down again.

However, the expression is a little unhappy.

The live music resumed, Zhang Guobin saw that the atmosphere in the venue was not good, and some guests packed up their things and wanted to leave, so he simply said to Awei: "Every table will give you a glass of foreign wine."

"Okay, boss." Awei yelled out the news with the microphone, and there were screams at the scene, and the atmosphere slowly recovered.

Da Bohao settled the horse boys in the venue, sat back beside Brother Bin, asked for a glass of wine from the bartender, and said, "Brother Bin, the venue was swept by the police, are you in a bad mood? We hang out outside, the venue It's normal to be patronized by the police, we just got lucky."

"Do you want to find two chicks to vent your anger? There is a new batch of schoolgirls at the Malan."

"It is said that there are students from the University of Hong Kong, and university life is the best."

"Hehe." Zhang Guobin smiled and said, "Is it a student girl, or a girl wearing a school uniform?"

"The waiter boss must be the real thing." Da Bohao assured him.

Zhang Guobin shook his head: "No, I'm in a good mood. After all, it's the policeman who was devastated. I'll drink a few glasses of wine and go back to the house."

Da Bohao nodded: "Okay, boss, I will send you back later."

Zhang Guobin drank two more glasses of whiskey with Da Bohao, and the two bosses left the venue surrounded by a group of younger brothers, and got into a Hutou Mercedes together. However, today is still the opening time of the venue, and Awei wants to see the venue. Although he was thinking about it, he could only deliver it to the door of the bar, and Da Bohao drove away from Temple Street.

Say no to drunk driving!

When Hutou Pingzhi drove past the corner of Temple Street, Zhang Guobin saw a telephone booth on the side of the road, immediately frowned, and said, "Ah Hao, stop."

"Squeak!" With one foot on the brakes, Hutou Pingzhi stopped on the side of the road, Da Bohao pushed the driver's seat and got off, quickly opened the door for the boss, Zhang Guobin stepped out of the car and turned his head to the telephone booth, Da Bohao held his hand behind his back alone Standing in front of the car, one person and one car, with a gun in the waist, they scanned the streets vigilantly.

In the middle of the night, there are few vehicles on the street, and the wind in Xiangjiang and the sea is cold, blowing a few strands of bangs at the ends of my hair.Zhang Guobin entered the old-fashioned red square telephone booth, jingled, pressed a coin in, picked up the phone and put it to his ear with his shoulder, input the number with a tick tap, and tilted his head to wait for the connection after dialing.

"Beep...beep...beep..." After a brief blind tone, the phone was picked up, and a clear male voice said in the noisy background: "Criminal Intelligence Division, where is it?"

The other party seemed to be busy at work, and there were many conversations and walking sounds in the background.

"Me, Abin." Zhang Guobin said while supporting the phone booth with one hand, bowing his head.

"Oh, big brother, how is the second mother?" After the clear male voice finished asking, he raised his head and pointed to the phone at the officer, covered the receiver with his mouth, and said, "It's at home."

The head of the intelligence department nodded in understanding, turned around and preached to Huang Zhiming, the head of the O Bureau, and a document in his hand listed more than a dozen members of the recently popular club.

Huang Tianming frowned slightly, but said nothing, while Zhang Guobin said: "Second Mom asked why you don't have time to eat recently, you are so busy with work, you have to pay attention to your health."

The cool male voice turned around and lowered his head and whispered, "Recently, the police force has a major operation, and the first brother is supervising it. I'm very busy, so I can't leave."

"What action, do you not drink the soup at home?"

"Last time, Heji and Xinji were showing their horses in Yau Ma Tei, leaving behind dozens of corpses. The first brother of the police force was upset, and the subordinates had to do something..." The man glanced around and found that his colleagues were all walking behind the officer. Next to him, he quickly said: "One battle! Action code!"

"O note, anti-drugs, serious cases, anti-smuggling... Hong Kong Island, Kowloon, New Territories... the six major regions in Hong Kong, with the cooperation of more than a dozen departments, the goal is to destroy a society and establish its prestige, and now the Yihai Society is so prominent , you must be careful."

"Okay."

"Okay."

"Boy, don't be busy with work all the time, go back to the house and have some soup when you have time." Zhang Guobin said with a smile.

Evening wind.

Noisier.

Fallen leaves on the ground, garbage, and cigarette butts blowing up.

He hangs up.

A man smiled and talked to his family on the phone in the office of the Criminal Intelligence Division. He quickly picked up the documents and went to apologize to the officer in embarrassment.

No one in Jianghu knew that there were five of the Four Heavenly Kings under Prince Bin, and the fifth one was not a sworn brother or the Thirteenth Taibao, but a good boy who had been bullied and bullied at school.

This is the rivers and lakes, unfathomable.

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