I haven't been a boss for many years

Chapter 608 You Don't Even Let The Dogs Go Away

The driver of the truck was well aware that the cargo on the truck was haunted, and the crowd became furious and prevented the customs from inspecting the cargo and searching the truck.

The leader of the team raised his hand and shouted: "Brothers, stop the messenger!"

"Copy guy!"

"Dry!"

A brother returned to the car and took out the wrench, pliers, and jack under the table and chair.

Dozens of honest truck drivers immediately turned into young and Dangerous boys with armed equipment, fierce and menacing, organized and disciplined among each other.

The customs inspector immediately raised his hand and stopped: "Stop!"

"stop!"

"Don't move!"

He looked back at Zhuang Zhenglian: "Zhuang sir, you have seen the situation."

"So many people can't afford it."

Zhuang Zhenglian just called the commissioner just to confirm the commissioner's determination.

He knows very well that it doesn't matter whether he can catch someone or not.

The most important thing is to show He Yihai the determination of the ICAC.

The political significance of this operation itself is greater than the practical significance. Besides, the search can be used to see if anyone can force the customs to detain a batch of He Yihai's goods.

The commissioner of anti-corruption can communicate with the high-level customs, and a batch of goods will not ruin the jobs of the customs.

Zhuang Zhenglian raised his pistol, strode towards the crowd, and pulled the trigger: "Bang!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

The crowd suddenly fell silent.

Several members of the ICAC hurried to catch up, and the customs inspector was like a ghost. He couldn't figure out why ICAC was so brave?

A brother also answered the phone: "Hello?"

"Big brother!"

"Do you want to do it with the customs people!"

Brother Yao said on the phone: "It's not worth it!"

"It's just a batch."

"Give it to them."

Young and Dangerous said: "Understood, Brother Yao."

"Boss, the boss said to let the goods out." Young and Dangerous boy put away the phone, stepped forward and said in a low voice, the head of the team looked stern, and said in a deep voice: "Brothers."

"Cooperate with Sir to handle the case!"

"understood."

A brother lays down his weapon.

Seeing the flinching of the motorcade drivers, Zhuang Zhenglian raised his finger and said proudly, "Sir Zhao, please stop the car aside and check each car."

"By the way, see if anyone is there."

"Thank you."

The customs inspector's tone was dissatisfied, with a sullen face, and he ran on: "Sir Zhuang is the commissioner's imperial envoy, how can the imperial envoy not do what he has ordered?"

"Those who didn't know thought it was the governor's imperial envoy."

Now that the car has stopped.

The people at the customs still followed the procedures. Kim Mizai pushed the two drivers away, stepped forward and said, "Sir Zhuang, have you gone too far?"

"What happened..."

Zhuang Zhenglian tucked his gun back into his waist, looked sideways, and said, "Have you ever seen young and Dangerous boys who went ashore to wash their hands and would abandon their wives and children to have a shootout with the police?"

"At most, they would take away beer and clothes, but not fans, but arms. They can be released on bail after paying a fine. How could they fight with us with guns."

Kim Mizai nodded thoughtfully, "Understood."

But in his heart, he felt that he was different from Yi Hai. It was not just luck that nothing happened tonight, it was simply strange!
At this time, an ICAC investigator suddenly pushed a driver away and shouted, "What are you doing?"

"Put down your weapon and stand back!"

A middle-aged man was wearing a team uniform, holding a wrench in his hand, shrugging his shoulders and spreading his hands: "Sir, we are running a sports car outside, so it is normal to bring a wrench to repair the car?"

"I told you to back off!" The investigator gripped the gun tightly, sweating profusely, like a frightened bird.

Kim Mizai stepped forward and said, "What's the matter with you?"

The head of the team sneered, raised his wrench and said to Zhuang Zhenglian: "Sir, the car is from the mainland, Boss Shen. I don't know if you have heard of Boss Shen, but compared with Xiangjiang, the mainland is a big river. The people over there are doing more than you can imagine."

"You dare to check this batch of goods. Admiration, admiration!" He clasped his fists together, held a wrench, and said, "Next year in the Qingming Festival, I will burn incense for you!"

Several ICAC staff were overwhelmed, stepped forward to hold him down and yelled, "I'll charge you with threatening a police officer first!"

Zhuang Zhenglian's heart skipped a beat, his face expressionless.

Day two.

early morning.

Heji Building, President's Office, Zhang Guobin stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, repeatedly apologizing: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Boss Shen."

"Recently, Lao Lian has gone crazy for some reason. He wants to investigate me and fuck him."

"This will cost you a lot of goods, sorry!"

Shen Xin's relaxed voice sounded: "It's okay, Zhang Sheng, there are many cooperations, accidents will always happen, I completely trust you in business matters."

"I can afford to lose a small batch of goods, and I will continue to cooperate in the future."

Zhang Guobin turned his head with a smile on his face, but said in his mouth: "Lian Ji is like a mad dog, I'm afraid it will drag you down, do you want to stop for a while?"

Shen Xin said: "This batch of goods is very important."

"Leave the Lianji matter to me."

Zhang Guobin was stunned: "Boss Shen, do you still have someone at ICAC?"

"Hehehe." In Shencheng, in a tea room.

Shen Xin sat on the teacher's chair, holding a string of Buddhist beads and said with a smile: "There is always a way to solve things."

Zhang Guobin changed the subject: "But according to the report published by the Customs Administration, this batch of medical equipment is completely substandard, and a large amount of it is medical waste for secondary use."

"This business is different from what you said before, and I can't do it."

The government has a special testing agency and environment, and the results are more credible.

But Shen Xin said: "Do you believe them? Of course they say that the goods that have not paid the duty are not qualified. Could it be that we transport advanced equipment back to the motherland at a low price to do good deeds?"

"impossible."

"This business is very profitable... Wait a minute, Mr. Zhang." Shen Xin suddenly turned to look at Chu Huai, only to see Chu Huai wearing a suit, handing over another phone, and whispering: "Brother, something happened overseas .”

Shen Xin withdrew his gaze, picked up the phone with unkind eyes, and after a while of silence, said: "I see."

"Get rid of the undercover first!"

He hung up the phone, sighed, and then picked up the first phone to apologize: "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhang, I just received a call from a foreign brother."

"There is something wrong with the supplier of medical equipment this time, and the medical business really has to be temporarily suspended."

Zhang Guobin was suspicious, and asked: "Where you need help, just ask."

Shen Xin shook his head: "Thank you."

call ended.

Zhang Guobin was full of doubts, and the matter was settled.But the process is unclear, and personal efforts seem to be irrelevant. Could it be that the wind of the times is blowing?

"Ask Liu to meet at the office."

He made up his mind.

Lim Kee Building.

Ban Renxin returned to the office, stood in front of the hanger, loosened the tie around his neck, pulled off the tie and hung it up, cursing: "FUCK."

"I don't know how much the Customs Director has received. He complained to the Governor for a normal official business. He obviously handled a big case. Damn!"

The ICAC Commissioner has long been used to it.

The entire Hong Kong government is a nest of snakes and rats. If it were not for the investigation of high-level British officials before 97, it would be a bottom line.

He will be the first to check with the Commissioner of Customs.

However, the Director of Customs has nothing to do with him, and the demonstration to He Yihai has been done.

Fang Youping lit a cigarette, and happened to be standing in the corridor, when he saw Zhuang Zhenglian passing by with a document, he couldn't help laughing, "Zhuang sir."

"Are you very imposing lately?"

Zhuang Zhenglian kept walking, passed by, and replied, "It's okay."

Fang Youping spit out white mist, and said with a smile: "He Yihai will not directly attack senior government officials and the Commissioner of Corruption, but it is very easy to attack you."

"Clean and honest."

"The commissioner has the confidence to be upright, the capital of integrity, do you have it?"

Zhuang Zhenglian stopped, turned around and said, "What do you mean?"

Fang Youping leaned on the railing, looked at the ceiling, and said leisurely: "Integrity also needs capital, and those who don't have the capital should not learn others' integrity."

"I knew this from the first day I saw Sir Yan in prison. You won't be able to go far."

Zhuang Zhenglian sneered: "So you just go along with it, and you don't go to see Sir Yan once?"

Fang Youping roared: "Sir Yan is an officer in my heart, not a criminal! What do I go to prison to visit him for? You go every year, heh, hypocritically to deliver fruit."

"TMD, you don't even get a cigarette."

Zhuang Zhenglian said: "Giving cigarettes is against the law and needs to be bribed."

"cut!"

"Bastard." Fang Youping waved and cursed dismissively.

night.

Wan Chai District, inside a villa.

Zhuang Zhenglian parked the car, looked around the lawn, opened the door with the key, and saw a scarred face, fat round nose, fierce-looking man wearing a flowered shirt, holding a black heart, standing by the sofa and pointing a gun at the right side ahead.

Three men in shirts holding a black star blocked the door, but Zhuang Zhenglian didn't realize it and just rushed forward. The next moment, the man in flowered shirt pulled the trigger.

"Ah!"

Gunshots sounded.

"Ah Huang!"

"Ah Huang!"

Zhuang Zhenglian yelled several times, stopped abruptly, looked blankly at a yellow teddy lying in a pool of blood in the hall, and said in a daze, "Ah Huang is dead."

"You even kill dogs! Do you have any humanity?"

The man in flower shirt was holding a red plum cigarette, biting the cigarette butt, raised his pistol again, and said in a cold tone: "You are very noisy."

"goodbye!"

Zhuang Zhenglian suddenly said in a daze, "He Yihai!"

"You dare to kill..."

"boom!"

Gunshots sounded.

The man in the flowered shirt took off the red plum smoke from his mouth and flicked it onto the chest of the deceased's suit, very displeased: "And what!"

"Be smart!"

The man in the flowered shirt bent down and picked up a dog leg, walked out of the door with a smile: "Second, youngest, why don't you eat dog meat hot pot when you take the boat at night?"

"Hey, dog meat hot pot with seafood, Bashi!"

late at night.

maritime.

A fishing boat, in front of a copper stove.

"Bah bah bah!"

"Boss, why is this dog meat sour?"

"The Rita Immortal Banban."

……

A group of police officers in Wanchai District sealed off the scene, kept the license plate, and kept the bottom.

When Ban Renxin received the news, he was terrified, and He Yihai's revenge came quickly and fiercely. However, the two sides had already formed a deadly feud, and there was no room for cooperation.

It is a pity to sacrifice an honest, fair, capable and excellent Chinese policeman.

No more pity.

But only regret.

Zhang Guobin didn't care about ICAC's actions at all, he didn't care about what ICAC was up to, and really wanted to trouble them not to have too much inner drama.

He just wanted to understand what trouble Boss Shen had run into.

(End of this chapter)