People in Hong Kong, do you call this an undercover agent?

Chapter 273 Soft knives kill harder than real knives

He Zidong, a well-known poet and author on Hong Kong Island, often writes columns in Sing Tao Daily, and is considered a somewhat famous social critic.

His comments have always been profound, and are known for their sharp and sharp words, which often cause controversy in society.

And controversies often lead to heat.

Wei Zhaohui approached him several times before, hoping that he would write a column in Tiantian Daily, but he always refused.

Even Liang Xiaotang sent someone to find him, but he refused.

Later, when chatting with his friends, he also mentioned this matter: "Lao Wei from Tiantian Daily approached me several times before, wanting me to write a column, but I didn't nod. But the person they sent to look for me two days ago claimed to be Hong Xing Yes, Tiantian Daily has changed bosses?"

"That's right, Hong Xing and Gu Sheng are behind the scenes." He Zidong's friend Zhou Baosong said.

Zhou Baosong is also a social critic, and often raises some issues of people's livelihood and social welfare policies.

Not much attention has been paid to the change of boss of Tiantian Daily, but some people in the industry have heard of it.

"Hong Xing Liangsheng... no wonder." He Zidong was stunned. Although he didn't know much about this, he had heard of Hong Xing Liangsheng's name.

In the streets and alleys, in the ice room, in the bar, you can hear people mention it from time to time, and you know that it is the leader of Hongxing, the largest club on Hong Kong Island.

"You didn't promise them?" Zhou Baosong asked.

"No!" He Zidong said indifferently.

"Those people do things unscrupulously, beware of them making trouble for you." Zhou Baosong reminded. "Wang Haisen just offended Gu Sheng, and was made ashamed."

Although he didn't pay much attention to the affairs of those clubs in the Jianghu, he had been following the whole process of Wang Haisen's incident.

"I don't have any scandals? And I'm just a writer, and my reputation doesn't matter to me. It's great that they beat me up!" He Zidong said carelessly, not paying attention at all.

Moreover, he is not very short of money, and has no entanglements with those people at all, let alone worry about it.

He didn't have any other ideas, he just didn't want to write so many words.

As for who is the boss of Tiantian Daily, who is Hong Xing, and what does it matter to him?

Seeing He Zidong's tired and lazy look, Zhou Baosong shook his head slightly, but he also knew his friend's temperament, he was lazy, not well-known and not well-off, except that he was a little flirtatious.

Two days later, when He Zidong came out of his home, he was stopped again.

"Writer He Da, our boss would like to invite you to write a column on Tiantian Daily."

"Sorry, I've been very busy recently, and I really don't have time." He Zidong directly refused and walked forward.

The two people glanced at each other, shrugged and pinched He Zidong from left to right.

He Zidong was startled, he stopped and looked at the two of them: "What are you going to do?"

"It's nothing, we just admire writer He Da, let's see if it's not breaking the law, right?" A tall, burly man smiled heartily.

He Zidong glanced at the two of them, and then he was about to drive away, but as soon as he opened the door, one of them got up from the co-pilot, and sat there without saying a word.

He Zidong had no choice but to call the police.

"Ah Sir, I just admire great writers. After all, I haven't gone to school. I just admire these cultural people." Facing the police, the two young men spoke plausibly.

"Stop admiring, come with us!"

However, the two were taken away by the police, and He Zidong was followed not long after he drove away.

He Zidong didn't notice, he was going on a date with a beautiful woman, and he was in a state of excitement.

As a result, after getting out of the car, two people followed immediately.

The other party didn't speak, just looked at him from the side.

He Zidong gritted his teeth, and simply went on a date and dinner with someone as usual, but the two were staring at him right next to them.

The beauty he dated has no appetite for dinner.

After all, the two of us were eating here, and there were two people watching straight at the side, and both of them were tall and big, with sturdy faces.

"Who are they?" the female companion asked in a low voice.

"Don't bother them!" He Zidong also wanted to understand what the other party was doing, and the other party didn't bother him, just watched from the side, even if he called the police, he couldn't do anything to them.

And even if two were taken away, two more would come immediately.

At worst, just pretend they don't exist.

But he can pretend that other people don't exist, but his female companion can't, and leave in a hurry after staying for a while.

He Zidong was so angry that he also got into a fight with the other party. Anyway, if the other party didn't beat or scold him, it was exhausting.

See who can beat who.

He went to the bathroom after paying the bill, but as soon as he sat down, he heard a sound from the next cubicle. Then he looked up and saw two big faces poking over the partition and staring at him.

"Ah! I'll do it!"

He Zidong trembled all of a sudden, almost peed, pulled up his pants and ran away.

As a result, the other party followed him all the way home.

When He Zidong returned home and closed the door, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, his complexion even worse.

These bastards really don't beat or scold, but they are more disgusting than those young and Dangerous boys on the street.

I won't go out these days to see how long they consume.

In the evening, He Zidong put down the book in his hand, stretched himself and walked towards the window, but just as he took a step, his whole body felt terrified.

I saw a big face staring at me at my window.

He Zidong's heart was beating wildly, he broke out in a cold sweat, and smashed the cup on the table with a flick of his hand.

I fucking live on the sixth floor!
Half an hour later, the police came and took away the person outside the window.

He Zidong was completely depressed.

"Hong Xing's, right?" When they arrived at the police car, the policeman glanced at the young man and asked. "Awesome, climb up to the sixth floor to peep."

"A big man, why should I peep? I just admire him, a cultural person. I just want to see how a cultural person is different from me. I didn't go in. At most, you can sue me for an invasion of privacy, and at worst, you will be fined." .” The horse boy said plausibly.

The policeman didn't bother to say more, he had seen this situation several times in the past two days.

If you want to say that they did something bad, there is really nothing. The current law is at most a fine, not even a sentence.

But judging from what he has learned, it is indeed very troublesome, especially when the other party comes in shifts.

Take two and get two more.

This morning, a well-known critic on education was woken up in the middle of the night by a knock on the window, and when she opened her eyes, she saw someone lying on the window smiling at her, and she went straight to the hospital.

……

In just two days, He Zidong couldn't take it anymore, and he was restless and restless while reading in the room.

Especially the noise coming from outside the door.

After calling his good friend Zhou Baosong, he told his story.

"It's not just you..." Zhou Baosong sighed in his voice.

He didn't say it before, and he refused.

He Zidong was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud.

It made him feel much more comfortable to have someone as unlucky as himself.

"And it's not just the two of us, Zhou Aili went directly to the hospital yesterday..." Zhou Baosong sighed again.

"What do you think?" He Zidong asked.

"I'm convinced, this soft knife kills more than a real knife! I guess if I don't agree to it one day, this kind of treatment will be one more day, I'm afraid I can't bear it." Zhou Baosong sighed.

After hanging up the phone, He Zidong sat on the chair and thought for a while, Zhou Baosong was right.

This kind of soft knife is really unbearable.

Not to mention going out, even if you are at home, you might see a face on the window in the middle of the night.

He Zidong got up and opened the door. Sure enough, two big men were sitting on the corridor in front of his house, with roast chicken and beer on the floor.

"Tell your boss, I promise!"

"Then let's send Mr. He to the newspaper office to have a talk with the editor-in-chief." The two horsemen were quick to put away the beer and roast chicken.

More than half an hour later, He Zidong came to Tiantian Daily.

Wei Zhaohui had just sent away a well-known economic commentator when he heard that He Zidong was coming.

"What kind of day is it today...Mr. He, it's full of splendor!" Wei Zhaohui was a typical cultural person, and he greeted him very enthusiastically.

"I can't bear it, I can't bear it..." He Zidong was still full of resentment.

After sitting down, He Zidong couldn't help complaining: "Your current boss is really... unscrupulous!"

Wei Zhaohui smiled honestly.

He already knew what was going on.

Originally, he was expecting how many famous critics Gu Sheng could invite. In fact, the list is all he thinks is good. There are 26 people in total. As long as he can invite one-third of them, he will wake up laughing if he can invite half of them. .

Unexpectedly, in just a few days, twenty people agreed.

After knowing what happened, he estimated that there would be at most two days before the remaining few people could not escape.

This made him feel a little bit emotional.

The new boss's method is really ugly, but the effect is really amazing.

This made him more optimistic about the future development of Tiantian Daily, and he had a passion to roll up his sleeves and do a big job.

The only thing that still made him doubtful was how much he could sell tomorrow's daily daily from less than 11 points to 15 points.

Although Liu Yongquan's reminder made him realize one thing, he still hoped to make less losses.

……

"Now, Mr. Gu Sheng Gu of the Hongxing Group is awarded the good citizen award. Mr. Gu is a model of Hong Kong Island citizens. I would like to thank Mr. Gu for his contribution to the kidnapping case at the Cointreau Hotel. He has always made great efforts and contributions to the public security of Hong Kong Island. Support for the work of the police!"

In the press conference room of the Public Relations Division of the Hong Kong Island Police Force, Gu Sheng received the certificate from Evans and smiled happily.

"I hope that Mr. Gu will still support the work of the police in the future." Evans shook hands with Gu Sheng.

"Of course, the law and order on Hong Kong Island not only needs the police force to maintain, but also cannot do without the efforts of everyone." Gu Sheng said deeply.

He has always firmly believed that he has made outstanding contributions to the security of Hong Kong Island.

Without him, what would Hong Kong Island be like now? How could it be as peaceful as it is now?
Look at today's Causeway Bay, Tsim Sha Tsui, Mong Kok, and Aberdeen. There are no young and Dangerous people on the streets.

Even a year ago, young and Dangerous boys clashed in the streets every night, and there were clubs everywhere vying for territory.

Unfortunately, not many people know and recognize this.

Then he turned his head to let the reporters below take pictures, and the flashes kept blinking.

As soon as Gu Sheng got off the stage, Le Huizhen turned to the microphone: "Mr. Gu, do you have anything to say about winning this award?"

"What needs to be said has been said just now. As we all know, Hongxing is a group company with a sense of social responsibility, and we will continue to make efforts for the prosperity of Hong Kong Island.

In addition, personally, I will stand firmly on the side of fighting crime.When I was investigating investment in Thailand before, I helped the Thai police crack a huge human trafficking case and won the glorious police badge of the Thai police. "

"With this badge, I think I can be regarded as half a policeman..." Gu Sheng laughed loudly, and then continued: "Of course, I was just joking. Being a policeman is not that easy."

Not far away, Wei SIR was leaning against the wall with his arms folded. He came to watch the fun.

But Gu Sheng's words still made him twitch his lips.

"……joke……?"

Who dares to believe it?This guy is a fucking cop.

I sent it out by myself.

Wei SIR sometimes wonders what kind of sensation will be caused if this news is made public in the future.

For Gu Sheng, it was a legend.

But it could be a disaster for the police force.

"Wei Sir, long time no see!" Gu Sheng turned around and saw Wei Sir leaning against the wall, and walked over with a big smile.

"It's best not to see you." Wei SIR said with a blank expression.

"Don't be so indifferent!" Gu Sheng smiled and presented the certificate of good citizen in front of Wei Sir. "See? Good citizen!"

"That's right! Mr. Gu is getting better and better!" Wei SIR said with an emphatic tone.

"You chose, boss!" Gu Sheng chuckled lightly.

Wei Sir's expression froze suddenly.

"Do you want news about the counterfeit banknote group?" Gu Sheng asked softly again.

Wei Sir was silent for a while.

"Mr. Gu, congratulations!"

"That's right!" Gu Sheng laughed.

"when are you giving it to me?"

"Wait until I'm ready." Gu Sheng left without saying a word.

Wei Sir frowned and looked at Gu Sheng's back, wondering what he meant by "ready".

After receiving the certificate, Gu Sheng and Le Huizhen had dinner together in the evening.

Although it was said to be a month at the time, anyway, Le Huizhen doesn't have a boyfriend now, and the two still meet occasionally.

And in the middle of the night, two small trucks brought more than [-] people to Kwai Tsing.

Since the daily newspapers are sold in the morning, the newspapers are finalized in the middle of the night and all printed before dawn.

Therefore, the printing factory at night is when the lights are brightly lit, the equipment in the factory is roaring, and the workers are constantly busy.

However, the gate of the printing factory was not closed. At this time, there were many trucks parked in the courtyard, and the printed newspapers would be sent to various parts of Hong Kong Island in a while.

"Be careful when you do it for a while. We only burn the printing factory this time, and don't hurt anyone."

Following the words, two small trucks drove directly into the printing factory.

Due to the many trucks coming and going, the people in the factory didn't pay much attention.

In particular, this is the property of the Ma family. The Ma family has been in Hong Kong Island for decades. Even if the two horses fled to Bay Island, no one thought that anyone in Hong Kong Island would dare to trouble them.

The two small trucks just stopped, and then more than 20 people jumped out from the back of the car and rushed into the printing workshop with steel pipe machetes and gasoline barrels.

"Who?" Just as the security guards in the printing factory realized something was wrong, they were beaten on the head and lay down.

But everyone remembers the order when they came, not to hurt anyone.

As long as you don't cut off your hands or feet, you don't count as hurting someone if you beat your head and bleed.

"Everyone, get out!" A boy pointed at the workers in the workshop and shouted.

"Who are you? What are you going to do?" A person in charge wearing glasses came up to stop him.

"Why so much nonsense? If you don't want to die, get out!" A boy hit him on the head with a stick, and kicked him down.

Several people poured gasoline on the equipment with oil drums.

Seeing this scene, the workers in the printing factory were startled and ran out quickly.

After driving everyone out, a young man struck a match and threw it into the gasoline flowing on the ground.

boom!
The entire printing workshop was instantly engulfed in flames.

Due to the large number of scrolls inside, the fire was not even extinguishable.

　Chapter 2, which was missing last night, has been updated.

　　I will continue to write.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)