At the beginning, I want to quit the arena

Chapter 113
In the parking lot of the West Kowloon Police District Building, He Feifan was sitting in the front of his black Mazda AutozamK-Car, with one foot on the bumper and the other on the ground, with a lighted cigarette in his mouth, looking at the car in front of him. The police district building was in a trance.

"Did anyone tell you that your car is specially produced by Mazda and sold to housewives, so that they can pick up their children to and from school, or drive them to the vegetable market to buy vegetables? You sit there and pretend to be a pony, like Chow Yun-fat is wearing a children's windbreaker, holding a water gun, and is about to rush into the nursing home and kill everyone?" A Nissan Bluebird drove up from a distance and parked in the parking space next to He Feifan, and Yang Siheng got out of the car with arms folded Pressing on the open car door, he teased He Feifei.

He Feifan slowly turned his head, looked at Yang Siheng, and shook the Jian brand cigarette case in his hand:
"Come see me off?"

"It's too bad to give you away..." Yang Siheng took the cigarette, bit one in his mouth, lowered his head and lit it before continuing: "Your boss said that you are going to Pengzhou for vacation, and asked the headquarters to send people to this area to help out for a few days. Everyone knows that it is very difficult to get an O record in this area. I would rather be transferred to the fire station than come. Which one is unlucky? Of course me? Who can be worse than me? I was very happy in the West Central Crime Squad, but why? The governor of Hong Kong went on tour in a gun-related case, and the murderer could not be caught. He was assigned to the Wanchai Anti-Mafia Team. He was already thought to be thrown into hell and would never be able to recover. Now I know... Zhong can arrange for me to come from the seventeenth floor of hell. The .18th floor is all because of you, and I came here to say thank you."

"Hehehe..." He Feifan bit his cigarette and smiled at Yang Siheng: "Did your ghost boss not keep you?"

"With a little effort, I originally wanted to send me to the stormtroopers in this area to wear uniforms, so that someone from the stormtroopers can take your place. My boss thinks I look better in a suit." Yang Siheng exhaled smoke: " As soon as you are old, flirting with those bad boys is fine, and you help people like Li Shaokun to coerce them into reconciliation? Do you think this is still before the establishment of the ICAC?"

"Do you believe those words?" He Feifan asked Yang Siheng.

Yang Siheng cast his eyes into the distance for a moment, and then turned to He Feifan: "Big Shrimp, it doesn't matter whether I believe it or not. These days, newspapers and TV stations are talking about these things like TV series. Do you think the citizens will believe them?"

"Accidentally, Sheng Jiale lured us to find him on purpose, borrowed our group of messengers to protect him to meet Li Shaokun, and just poured dirty water on our heads." depressed.

"Sheng Jiale, hello, speaking of which, why did this groom suddenly become a rich man?" Yang Siheng repeated the name, and asked He Feifei: "Don't talk about bringing a horse, even if he goes out to sell himself to a rich woman every night, It’s impossible to make money so fast, right?”

"If I had guessed how he made his money, would I be driving a small car driven by a woman like this?" He Feifei glared at Yang Siheng impatiently: "I read the newspapers, and your Howard Johnson Bookstore was also sued by him." Go to court, maybe your banknotes will soon become his."

Yang Siheng flicked the cigarette ash and let out a foul breath: "Pujie, the bookstore is on holiday now, and only the finances are kept. The accountants cooperate with the investigation of the accounts. I heard from my sister that maybe the frozen money will still be fined and confiscated. Add a large fine."

"Now that you're transferred to this district, wouldn't that just be a chance to catch him at the police station and beat him severely?" He Feifei said with a smile.

Yang Siheng shook off the cigarette butt in his hand: "Then transfer to Pengzhou to accompany you on a fishing vacation?"

"Pingzhou...Pingzhou..." He Feifei repeated the word with a wry smile: "I have been working in this district for so many years, and I haven't had a single award, and even less promotion. The district anti-mafia team will greet me first to understand the situation, and will not even mention it in the report."

"It's about to return, maybe the ghosts above are in a hurry to return to the ancestor's house to make room, and the mainland has a discerning eye and found a talent like me..." Yang Siheng said in an interface.

He Feifei reacted: "Shouldn't someone like me be found? You will be even worse. The mainland will look at your file and see that you have worked in the Political Department for eight years. You must go to Pengzhou and transfer me back."

"I'm just running errands in the Political Department." Yang Siheng was dissatisfied and wanted to defend himself. At this time, his mobile phone rang in the car, and Yang Siheng leaned over to pick up the phone in the car:
"Hey?"

"May I ask if this is Senior Inspector Yang Siheng?"

"Which one is on your side?"

"I am the legal counsel of Dakong Company, and my surname is Peng."

"Speak it?"

"That's right, are you Ms. Yang Qingyi's brother? Ms. Yang contacted me half an hour ago and asked Mr. Sheng to meet in the hotel room. Mr. Sheng has agreed, but I'm worried that Ms. Yang might want to use some unconventional communication... In short, the company does not want any scandals to happen to Mr. Sheng, so Mr. Yang, you..."

"Which hotel? Room number!"

"After Ms. Yang made an appointment with Mr. Sheng, I found out that Mr. Sheng called and booked room 909 in Yau Ma Tei City View Hotel. If..."

Before he could continue talking on the phone, Yang Siheng had already hung up the phone, turned around, sat back in the car and turned the key.

"Hello! Did something happen?" He Feifan asked after seeing Yang Siheng's face turn black when he received the call. He stood up straight and asked.

Yang Siheng turned the steering wheel while reversing the car and said: "It's nothing, it's just a family matter. You said it well. After being transferred here and there, it happened to be able to arrest that Pu Street to the police station and beat him severely!"

The Nissan Bluebird backed out of the parking space and roared out of the parking lot.

He Feifei scratched his chin, looked at the direction Yang Siheng was driving away, and said in a puzzled tone, "Family matter? Take Sheng Jiale back to the police station and beat him severely? Is this a family matter?"

……

After Yang Qingyi pressed the doorbell of room 909, she took a few deep breaths, and then a polite smile appeared on her face, waiting for the door to open.

But after waiting for a few seconds, there seemed to be no response at all. Yang Qingyi pressed the button again, but there was still no response. Just as she was about to make a call to inquire, Sheng Jiale walked over in the corridor in the distance, all in sportswear, covered in sweat. .

Seeing Yang Qingyi standing outside her room door, Sheng Jiale walked over quickly with an apologetic face: "Sorry, Ms. Yang, I may have misremembered the time. I went to the gym for a run and kept you waiting."

"It's okay, I just arrived." Yang Qingyi responded politely, then moved away, Sheng Jiale came over, swiped the room card and walked in, and said as she walked, "My lawyer called me and said that Miss Yang wanted to go with me. chat?"

Yang Qingyi followed Sheng Jiale into the living room and sat on the guest sofa: "Mr. Sheng, I noticed the market..."

"Please 909, bring some snacks up." Sitting on the sofa, Sheng Jiale pressed the hands-free button on the phone and said, then looked at Yang Qingyi: "Does Miss Yang have anything else to drink?"

"Thank you, coffee will be fine."

"Two cups of coffee." Sheng Jiale hung up the phone, then sat up straight and looked at Yang Qingyi: "What did you just say?"

"Mr. Sheng, I have noticed that the new issue of the comic publications under the name of Pirate Company and Mingtang Company is being distributed, and it seems that the comics owned by Dakong Company are still published." Yang Qingyi smiled at Sheng Jiale.

Sheng Jiale frowned in confusion: "I'm not sure, what's the problem?"

"Excuse me, do they have the authorization from Dakong Company?" Yang Qingyi looked at Sheng Jiale, his eyes full of inquiry.

After Sheng Jiale thought about it, he shook his head and looked at Yang Qingyi suspiciously: "There is no authorization."

"Then..." The appearance of Sheng Jiale made Yang Qingyi a little speechless. The belly draft she had typed before was completely waited for the other party to admit that it had authorized the two companies to start. As a result, as soon as she sat down, the words she had already thought out seemed completely incomplete. There is no need to speak out anymore.

On the other hand, Sheng Jiale was listening attentively, waiting for him to continue speaking.

"Mr. Sheng, aren't you going to hold them accountable?" Yang Qingyi could only smile and asked casually.

Sheng Jiale nodded again and again, with a serious face: "If what Ms. Yang said is true, of course we must pursue it. Thank you, Ms. Yang, for providing clues in time."

While talking, Sheng Jiale picked up the phone and immediately dialed a number. Under the gaze of Yang Qingyi's beautiful eyes, she said to the other side of the phone:
"Ms. Yang, the general manager of Howard Johnson Books, provided an important clue. Pirate Company and Mingtang Company are also pirating our company's comics. Let's go check it out. If it is true, then contact Tianbo and add the two companies. As a defendant, well, goodbye."

Sheng Jiale hung up the phone, looked at Yang Qingyi, who was already a little dull, and said softly, "Miss Yang? Miss Yang?"

Yang Qingyi suddenly came back to her senses, refocused her attention, and looked at Sheng Jiale: "They...I..."

"I mean, thank you. I didn't expect that everyone is already in the opposite relationship between soldiers and thieves. You can stand up and remind me kindly, making me feel that Xiangjiang really has a lot of good people." Sheng Jiale's expression seemed quite To be touched.

Yang Qingyi was a little restless at the moment, when the doorbell rang, the waiter outside said, "Sir, you ordered coffee."

"I'm sorry, Ms. Yang, please open the door for him, I... take my wallet and tip him." Sheng Jiale said to Yang Qingyi, whose expression had changed, and he was a little restless at this moment.

Yang Qingyi promised, got up and walked to the door, Sheng Jiale took the opportunity to pick up Yang Qingyi's mobile phone, quickly removed the nickel-cadmium battery of Motorola's mobile phone, and then immediately installed it back.

After dismissing the waiter, Yang Qingyi sat back in her seat, and Sheng Jiale looked at Yang Qingyi: "Miss Yang took the initiative to show her favor, because she wanted to talk about Dakong Company's lawsuit against Howard Johnson Bookstore?"

At this time, Yang Qingyi's mind was in a mess. According to normal thinking, it was indeed time to start talking about this topic after Sheng Jiale said that the other party was authorized, but a phone call from Sheng Jiale caught Yang Qingyi by surprise.

Without authorization, Sheng Jiale didn't know about it at all, and when she came to the door to warn the police, Sheng Jiale directly added two more defendants to the list. Yang Qingyi didn't know whether Sheng Jiale was really grateful to her, but she knew the two After the boss of a company knows about it, he will be so grateful that he wants to greet his whole family.

(End of this chapter)