I haven't been a boss for many years

Chapter 173 My Favorite Contribution to Public Security
"Ha ha."

"Thank you so much."

Zhang Guobin smiled lightly.

Heichai sat in the main seat, nodded slightly, and said, "Let's hand in the numbers."

For the association, this matter can play a role in establishing prestige. For Zhang Guobin, taking a large amount of money for nothing and giving it to the General Administration as a favor is self-interested and beneficial to others, a win-win!
Mr. Zhang likes to contribute to society the most.

As for giving money to the police, Zhang Guobin had the most dealings with the police, so naturally Zhang Guobin was in charge, and Heichai, Yuan Bao, Ma Wang and others didn't think too much about it.

"Yes."

"Grandpa."

The ten heroes of Yihai nodded and handed in the numbers. Everything was handled according to the normal process. This month, Zhang Guobin handed in less money than before, but it was lower than last month. Heichai, Master Su and others didn't say anything more .

Anyway, no matter how little you pay, it's not like you don't pay. What's more, Yau Ma Tei pays less, and the accounts are still the highest among all the halls. Sitting in the hall and counting only look at the actual benefits, but Zhang Guobin only shows his attitude. Cleverly avoiding the opponent's Ni Lin, reaching a strange tacit understanding.

Master Su checked the accounts one by one, and returned the accounts to the white paper fans in each hall. Before the meeting ended, Heichai put down the teacup, and suddenly said: "Prince."

"Grandpa." Zhang Guobin's expression changed, he sat up straight, and said seriously, while Heichai said: "Fei Lin was injured recently, and you will take care of the Tsim Sha Tsui site for the time being."

"is that OK?"

Ma Wang and Yuan Bao looked sideways.

Now, there are seven streets in Tsim Sha Tsui, more than [-] venues, four main sources of income, more than [-] brothers, and a monthly turnover of several million.

For more than a year, He Yihai has already controlled more than one-third and nearly half of the land interests in Tsim Sha Tsui without saying a word.

Prince Bin has another large piece of land to start with?

Zhang Guobin's expression was stiff, but he knew that he couldn't shirk his responsibility, so he nodded steadily and said, "I know, Grandpa."

"I'll take care of Fei Lin first."

"En." Seeing Zhang Guobin's understanding, Heichai was not too embarrassed, raised his hand, and said, "Let's adjourn the meeting."

Whether it is Zhang Guobin's contribution to the establishment of the Tsim Sha Tsui hall, or his social status as the prince of He Yihai, it is only natural that he also manages the Tsim Sha Tsui hall. No one from Yi Hai can speak.

Of course, this does not mean that Zhang Guobin can swallow the territory of Tsim Sha Tsui. First of all, Tsim Sha Tsui is still managed by Fei Linzai's men, and secondly, those businesses are also in charge of Fei Lin's people.

After two or three months, Fei Linzai was discharged from the hospital, and Tsim Sha Tsui still had to be handed over to Fei Linzai's management, but this undoubtedly publicly confirmed Feilin's affiliation with the prince.

If Zhang Guobin insists on making a fortune on the Tsim Sha Tsui site, he can even take advantage of the opportunity to hold Fei Lin empty. When Fei Lin comes back, he sees the person with the prince on the left and the person with the prince on the right. Son, Fei Lin has nothing to do.

It's a pity that this goes against Zhang Guobin's development direction, and it doesn't match what Binge does as a person. Zhang Guobin doesn't have the slightest idea of ​​taking Feilin out of the picture. He takes care of the site for a few months and takes [-]% of the monthly commission as his account.

Zhang Guobin, Ma Wang, Yuan Bao and others walked out of the studio.

Yuan Bao swept away his unwilling expression again, and said with a playful smile: "Brother Prince, you will let Ah Hao come to get the money later."

"Don't be late, I will pay you interest if you are late!"

Now that the entrance to Tsim Sha Tsui has fallen into the hands of Zhang Guobin, it is up to Zhang Guobin to decide whether the fan stall and horse stable business can continue.

Yuan Bao, how can Ma Wang be stingy with a little money.

"correct."

"Brother Prince."

"I've already prepared the money, hurry up and ask the brothers to pick it up." Ma Wang stood with a smile on his face.

Zhang Guobin nodded slightly: "Understood."

This group of people is fierce and vicious, but the only advantage is that they don't get in trouble with money. Coincidentally, so does Zhang Guobin.

Zhang Guobin got in the car, returned to the DreamWorks apartment, and before going upstairs, he turned to Ahao and said, "Ahao."

"Bingo."

Li Chenghao was dressed in a white suit, with a bulging chest, but his face was more capable than before.

During this period of time, Da Bohao took up the white paper fan at the entrance of the hall, and followed the big brother Bin to run around with various forces, and he had already developed a different temperament from the past.

Zhang Guobin looked at him up and down, nodded with satisfaction, and said aloud: "From tomorrow on, you will be a bearer in Tsim Sha Tsui, and don't drive for me anymore."

"For a few months first, pump [-]% of the water in Tsim Sha Tsui every month, and keep the rest of the money at the outlet, according to the old rules."

"Bingo, Tsim Sha Tsui, what can I do?" Li Chenghao curled his lips, his mentality had already changed, and he said disdainfully: "I'm a dignified Yau Ma Tei white paper fan, so I want to go to Tsim Sha Tsui to be a gun guard." ?”

"cut!"

"Hehe." Zhang Guobin looked at Li Chenghao's attitude, but he smiled complacently in his heart. He was not angry, but comforted him: "Although Tsim Sha Tsui is small and chaotic, it is a hall after all. Sitting in a hall is not the same as settling accounts. You Sooner or later, it will be Yau Ma Tei's responsibility, and it will be beneficial and harmless for you to exercise now."

"If you don't take care of the door-to-door, what are you going to do?"

night.

Starry.

Standing in front of the iron gate of the apartment, Li Chenghao twisted his shoulders, stretched his muscles and bones, and said in a relaxed way: "It's almost as good as I make a Causeway Bay."

Immediately, he added: "But... Boss, if you tell me to go to Tsim Sha Tsui, I will go to Tsim Sha Tsui. What does Ah Hao do, the boss has the final say!"

"Go and get ready, don't bring too many people, lest your classmates laugh at us for being rude." Zhang Guobin instructed.

"Don't worry, Akun is broken, I'll bring salt water and Yinshui two people over there, by the way, bring Xiao Ma too, Xiao Ma has opened a new car repair shop in Tsim Sha Tsui, I'll give you a Tsim Sha Tsui big My name." Ah Hao said with a smile.

The other leaders of the hall are responsible for their own business, and taking them to Tsim Sha Tsui will affect the business in Yau Ma Tei.

Zhang Guobin nodded: "Go."

"Let's go first, boss." Li Chenghao took a cigarette in his mouth, turned and walked away, Zhang Guobin also turned and walked to the apartment, hesitated at the stairs, and finally walked directly to the bedroom on the top floor.

the next day.

morning.

Zhang Guobin received a total of five million Hong Kong dollars in cash from Yuanbao, Uncle Ji, Zuoguan, Ahao and others, and asked several horsemen to put the cash box into the trunk of the car and drive to the Central Administration as a guest. Make a phone call to Guo Weiming.

Ten minutes later, three cars drove into the Central Police Station. When Zhang Guobin walked into the gate of the General Administration with three men in suits and leather shoes and two suitcases, the security inspectors opened the cash box and saw stacks of money inside. The Hong Kong paper looked surprised and puzzled, but Zhang Guobin adjusted his watch and said in a calm tone: "I have a good appointment with your Sir Guo, you can call Sir Guo to ask."

The security personnel really made a phone call and went upstairs. Not long after, Guo Weiming was wearing his uniform, took the elevator upstairs with his assistant, stepped forward, glanced at several boxes, and asked aloud: "Mr. Zhang?"

"Sorry, I'm taking the liberty to visit. I need to talk to Sir Guo about some things." Zhang Guobin said with a smile.

"Please!" Guo Weiming raised his hand to welcome them. A group of people entered the elevator and returned to the office of the superintendent of the public relations department. Zhang Guobin took out a cigar from the inner pocket of his suit and shook his hand lightly. , Pat, opened the box, revealing five million Hong Kong papers.

Guo Weiming looked at the Hong Kong papers on the table and said nervously, "Zhang Sheng, what are you doing?"

"Guo sir, don't be nervous... The police force solved the Mong Kok restaurant shooting case and sought justice for my employees. Out of recognition for the police force, I personally donated five million Hong Kong dollars to the police force in the name of the company. The mind is very clean."

As long as social donations are deposited into the police account, everything is legal.

Guo Weiming's expression began to show, and a smile gradually emerged from the corner of his eyes, but he firmly refused: "Zhang Sheng, please understand that the police force does things for the law, whether it is your employees or anyone..."

"Guo sir, I ask you to understand too!" Zhang Guobin held a cigar in his mouth, showing his famous watch, and said arrogantly, "No one can return the money that Zhang Guobin sent out!"

"Guo sir, are you trying to discredit me?" Zhang Guobin's expression gradually became displeased: "DreamWorks still has a few movies to be released in the middle of the year, and this cannot be done without the help of the police public relations department! "

""Project A" still has a follow-up filming!"

Since the release of "Project A", with the help of the huge influence of the film, the performance of the public relations department has risen steadily, and the image of the Royal Police has also improved a lot.

This kind of film with the theme of the police force is very helpful to establish the image of the police force. The "[-] Million Detective Inspector Lei Luo Biography" that is in production is also highly valued by the police force.

This movie exposes the dark side of the police force. Once it is released, it is indeed a strong proof that the police force has the courage to reform and the social environment has improved.

Hang the name of Xiangjiang Royal Police on the thank you form, tsk tsk, that effect!

Guo Weiming couldn't help but smiled bitterly and said, "Okay, Mr. Zhang, the police force will use the money reasonably."

"That's right! Guo sir! I like to contribute to social security the most!" Zhang Guobin raised his arms, exhaled a white mist, and said loudly.

……

After Zhang Guobin left the police station, Huang Zhiming had just returned to the police station. He received news that a big boss had entered the office of the public relations department with five million Hong Kong dollars. The public relations department found Guo Weiming who was running tea, and asked loudly, "Guo sir!"

"Did you accept the five million?"

Guo Weiming turned his head to look at him, frowned slightly, and said aloud, "Sir Huang, what nonsense are you talking about!"

"Huh...huh..." Huang Zhiming panted heavily, and said in a deep voice: "The five million is a bonus from the rivers and lakes, stained with brother's blood, you must not accept it!"

"How can I collect money!" Guo Weiming's expression changed suddenly, and he said loudly: "Huang sir!"

"Pay attention to your words!"

This money was collected by the police force, Guo Weiming didn't get a penny into his pocket, who did Huang Zhiming think of him as!
Huang Zhiming's expression gradually slowed down, and he slowly apologized, nodded and said: "That's fine, Guo sir, I'm sorry."

"Hurry up and go back. I just heard that people from the serious crime team are looking for you. There may be a case that requires your cooperation."

"Guo sir, I'll go now." Huang Zhiming turned and left...
"Push the street!" Guo Weiming cursed angrily.

(End of this chapter)