History of Hong Kong Island

Chapter 364 Disciplined Forces
"Ming sir."

"The governor asked me to stop Ge Bai's trade union election." Yifu sat in the office of the deputy director of management, looking at the head of the Hong Kong Island District in front of him, senior assistant director Skeming.Skeming's heart moved when he heard the words, and he asked aloud, "Sir Yifu, what do you think?"

"According to the original plan."

Yifu sighed, "Retiring safely is the most important thing."

Skemin breathed a sigh of relief: "As long as you stand up, no one can force you to come out. The risk of formally going to war with the Chinese police is too great. The support of the governor can play a decisive role, and Sir Ge is about to leave office, so even if you sell him .”

"He can't replace you."

Yifu nodded: "If you don't act rashly, the initiative is in our hands, and I have communicated with Ge Bai in private. In the future, Ge Bai will try his best to ensure the balance of the police force. After all, Ge Bai relied on me to get up, so we must remember some old feelings Otherwise, no one will support him in the future."

Skeming nodded: "Ge Bai's power comes from the support of the Chinese, but Ge Bai's value comes from the British police officers. We didn't stand up to fight, and he didn't dare to attack us. Otherwise, the guys in the police union would also won't support him."

Yifu sneered and said, "Since the governor of Hong Kong wants to fight so much, let him come out and learn the tricks of the Chinese."

"The bottom layer is not so easy to control!"

"Brother Xian."

"You mean to start with the customs department first?" Lei Luo lay on the massage table, wrapped in a towel, looking at the ceiling.

A massage girl took a sip of warm water and lowered her head.

"hiss!"

Lei Luo clamped his legs and opened his eyes wide, feeling very exciting.

He Dingxian lay beside him, let the technician hold his head, and replied aloud, "It's not the Customs Department."

"It's the Department of Corrections."

Lei Luo was thoughtful: "The arrangement of the plan to arrest people at the customs is just to draw out the Department of Corrections. After all, the disciplined forces are one. long."

"Correct."

He Dingxian said: "Take the big one and replace the small one, it shows that the governor is very confident in his authority."

Ge Hongliang has managed Hong Kong Island for ten years and has made remarkable achievements. Apart from some loss of control over the disciplinary departments, he has power at all levels of departments.When you personally free up your hands and clean up the disciplinary department, you will undoubtedly feel superior.

"Meet the Customs Service and the Corrections Service tonight."

He Dingxian snuffed out the soot and was full of confidence.

Coincidentally, he has worked in the police force for many years and has a solid foundation. He also has the courage to fear nothing, and other departments can admit defeat, but in the discipline department, even the Hong Kong governor dares to break his wrist.

"no problem."

Lei Luo replied.

night.

It's past seven.

Chaofu Restaurant.

He Dingxian crossed his legs, leaned back against the single sofa, and said with a smile: "Sir Zhao, some friends' boats will come ashore tomorrow, can you help me check?"

"it is good."

Zhao Dunxian, Director of Customs, did not hesitate, and said straightforwardly: "Sir, just report the ship number to me, and check it as you want."

"OK."

He Dingxian nodded: "The Department of Corrections is waiting for my call. If there is no call, don't let me go."

The Correctional Services Department has always followed the orders of the police force. People in the downstream industry must listen to the upstream industry.

Where does Party B have the right to pretend to be big in front of Party A?

"Understood, Sir He." The Director of Corrections, Mason, looks thin and thin, with deep-set eyes, giving people a feeling of excessive indulgence and listlessness, which may be related to the long-term management of criminals in a closed environment.He Dingxian did not tell the two what their final goal was, but he reminded emphatically: "No matter who gives the order, without my phone number, they must not be released. You must know that the disciplined army abides by the law, and the rule of law is greater than the rule of man."

Zhao Dunxian and Mason were slightly stunned, but nodded immediately, with some guesses in their hearts.

He Dingxian didn't care whether the two guessed the final goal, because the two major departments were still pointing at the police force to feed them.Moreover, the police force, as the head of the disciplinary department, is, in some cases, the representative of the disciplinary department.

Perhaps, the Customs Department and the Corrections Department don't mind changing directors, but as directors, Zhao Dunxian and Mason would mind!

These two people have neither a powerful political background nor super political skills. They mainly rely on the support and seniority of the governor to survive.For the two of them, the position with the most real power and the most money in their life may be the throne under their buttocks.

If Ge Hongliang did not resign, in a word, the two of them would have to step down obediently.But Ge Hongliang is about to leave, and he will no longer be able to govern Hong Kong Island. Why should they let them give up their vested interests?There is a saying that people take tea to cool down.

Although, the person hadn't left yet, but as soon as the person was sure to leave, the tea began to get cold.

If no one takes the lead, maybe they don't dare to do anything yet, but if someone comes out to take the lead, so what if a little cooperation?Small risk, big profit, very cost-effective deal!
"Do not worry."

"He sir."

Mason took the lead in saying: "The Department of Corrections will fully cooperate."

Zhao Dunxian did not have the ambitions of his predecessor, and sighed: "The customs is the same."

"On behalf of the police force, I would like to thank the two officers." He Dingxian raised a small cup of tea in his hand and respected each other from afar.Zhao Dunxian and Mei Sen also raised their teacups and drank them after respecting each other.At the same time, Yan Xiong and Lan Gang each brought out a suitcase and placed it on the table next to the chief.

"Clap."

The suitcase is opened.

A box full of Hong Kong dollars.

"Some small specialty products are not a tribute, so take them back to spend first." He Dingxian put down his teacup and laughed aloud.Zhao Dunxian and Mason both showed joy and laughed heartily: "Hahaha, Sir He, you are too polite."

"really sorry."

Central.

a villa.

Ge Bai leaned down, crossed his fingers, put on a posture of listening attentively, and said, "Sir Yifu, please speak."

"Ge sir, there have been some rumors in the police force recently, saying that the governor will replace the police chief." Yifu said seriously, "Do you think it's true or not?"

Ge Bai looked at him, and said meaningfully: "Sir, I suggest you ask the Governor."

"In the police force, Sir Jian is the only one who can meet the governor directly! How can I, a deputy chief, go to Mount Taiping?" Yifu shook his head and said, "In short, I think Sir Jian has done a good job. The length should not be replaced at will."

"Isuke sir."

Ge Bai suddenly said: "Whether you support me running for the union president or not, you said it yourself, and the next union president entrusted me to do it."

Yifu narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling disgusted by the instinct of losing power. At one time and another, in order to gain the support of Mr. He, the trade union was formed at that time, and he promised Ge Bai a few empty checks. Unexpectedly, someone actually cashed the empty checks .

Check in one hand.

Putting a gun to his head with one hand, can the bad check be cashed?Yifu pondered for a long time, then nodded: "I haven't forgotten."

Ge Bai stared at him for a moment, then suddenly laughed: "Thank you, sir!"

"I will definitely support you as the Commissioner of Police."

Yifu smiled and didn't take this check to heart.

A week later.

October [-]th.

Three fishing boats loaded with Chinese herbal medicines slowly sailed into the Tsim Sha Tsui pier.A number gang leader was wearing a short shirt and smoking a cigarette, looking back and forth on the gravel beach.A few horse boys stood by the beach, holding flashlights, flashing and flashing, signaling.

The fishing boat slowly followed the light and came to a wild pier.

"Brother You."

A boat boss jumped off the bow, stepped forward on the gravel, and shouted: "Why did you deliberately switch from Cheung Chau Island to Tsim Sha Tsui today?"

Brother You is tall and thick, but his skin is well maintained, and he handles things very delicately. He heard the words and replied: "The pharmaceutical factory invested by Renxin Medical Shop in Kowloon District has started operation. In the future, all the goods will be landed directly in Kowloon, so as not to have to transport it again. "

"understood."

The boss of the boat took the cigarettes from Brother You.

"Is there a big storm on the road?"

The boss of the boat used his hand to block the wind, and said with a smile: "Who would dare to do something wrong with Sir He's property?"

In the past two years, the Renxin Medical Shop jointly operated by the He family and the Cao family in Cheung Chau has branches in Hong Kong Island and Kowloon, but because the pharmacy needs to provide consultation services, it is very difficult to hire doctors.Therefore, when Renxin Medical Shop developed to its fifth location, it was already restricted, and its revenue entered a bottleneck period.

You know, it is impossible for Chinese medicine shops to charge expensive consultation fees in order to build a reputation.

The price is high.

It is better to see Western medicine.

He Dingxian didn't intend to use the pharmacy to extract the last penny of the Chinese, and even organized several free clinics.Throughout the year, with tens of thousands of dollars in hand, it is basically equivalent to not making money.However, when the reputation of Renxin Medical Store was accumulating, the pharmaceutical factory with an investment of more than 30 yuan was officially started, and the improved "Shenbao" pills were produced on the assembly line.

While buying full-page advertisements in newspapers and printing advertisements for "curing kidney deficiency, no sugar, benevolence and kidney treasure", they wantonly printed and distributed false "customer praise" in small weekly magazines.

When promoting medicines, the medicines will be approved to one or two hundred Chinese medicine shops in Hong Kong, and a certain profit will be made to sell the goods.Asking the doctor to recommend the medicine to customers who need it, coupled with the fact that the medicine is really effective, has led to the abnormal sales of Shenbao, laying a blank market.

The profit in a single quarter has increased tenfold.

Hong Kong Island has few lands and lacks medicinal materials, so many medicines can only be imported from the mainland.With the expansion of production scale, there are a lot of medicinal materials, and some are not easy to purchase and store, and it is necessary to send special personnel to purchase and transport the goods on a regular basis.

He Dingxian naturally greeted the marine police, saving money if he can, and managing the family diligently.

However, today, it is not easy for him to drag other people into the water, so he can only let the industry under him sell some strength. Of course, the goods needed by the pharmaceutical factory have already been sent to the warehouse, and this batch of medicinal materials is only temporarily stored by the police force.

"Brother You."

"There are police."

Sudden.

There were screams all over the shore.

More than 20 workers who were unloading were in a hurry.

My heart is a little apprehensive.

Brother You was also stunned for a moment, but he smiled and said, "Why panic, keep working, isn't it just the police?"

"Let them come over!"

The boss of the boat held a cigarette and let out a breath, but also seemed indifferent.

"It's customs!"

The younger brother shouted again.

"customs?"

Brother You also panicked, but straightened his back even more, and said arrogantly: "The customs is even better!"

"Tell the ghosts that it is Mr. He's product, and let them come and move it together."

"hurry up!"

(End of this chapter)