I started out as a criminal, and the police relied on me to solve countless cases.

Chapter 83 That's Your Business
Lu Yu Tea House.

This shop has a history of more than 60 years, but it still maintains the style of an old-fashioned Hong Kong teahouse, with antique interior decoration.

The old waiters dressed in traditional Tang suits and the nostalgic dishes make people dream back to the old Hong Kong in the 1960s.

On the third floor of the teahouse, there is a private room with a square table.

Lao Zhuang took the initiative to act as a commentator, explaining each dish to Jiang Hanwen and Kuang Zhili.

"This is a steamed bun with chicken balls, this is lotus rice with shrimp, and this is ham and dace fillet. They are all the specialties of Lu Yu Tea House."

"Okay, Sir Zhuang, you are a foreigner, but you know how to eat better than me, a native of Hong Kong. Haha, this place is not cheap with your salary."

Kuang Zhili was not a stubborn person and he only spoke half of his words. After all, this meal was treated by Sir Renzhuang.

It is taboo to say bad things about others at the dinner table.

What's more, Lao Zhuang made a great contribution by successfully sending Chen and other two back to prison.

"Hey, Sir Kuang, you know how the police officers in the neighborhood worked more than a decade ago."

Lao Zhuang was an honest man, and since there were no outsiders present, he spoke quite straightforwardly.

"In the past, it was the police and the underworld."

Lao Zhuang pointed to the clothes on his body.

"You are the same in taking bribes and asking for gifts from merchants at all times of the year. The only difference is the clothes. If you have clothes, you are a cop. If you don't have clothes, you are a gangster."

"Bandits come like combs, soldiers come like rakes, tsk tsk tsk, being a policeman at that time was really a lucrative job, this kind of money, it's almost enough to earn."

Lao Zhuang drank a bowl of tea and smacked his lips, as if he was reminiscing about those golden years.

"Jiang Sir, this time we fought against the High Court and overwhelmed the jury. You are the military advisor, so you will be credited with the first achievement!"

Kuang Zhili was too lazy to talk to Lao Zhuang about his "glorious days" in the past.

There are too many things that cannot be seen in the open, which hurts harmony.

This guy looks honest now, but he used to be a big shot in Lan Kwai Fong. He was known as the electric motor of East Kowloon. He spent a lot of money every night and harmed countless women.

Where did all that money come from? It was nothing more than black-on-black and abuse of power for personal gain.

"Director Kuang, please stop shouting. I am not a sir, nor am I from your police department."

Jiang Hanwen was working hard and stuffed three shrimp balls into his mouth.

But this did not affect his decisiveness in pointing out Kuang Zhili's slip of the tongue.

"Advisor Jiang, I have already reported this to the Director, and the Police Department has also held an internal meeting and decided to recruit you immediately."

"In? Where? I'm not going in!"

Jiang Hanwen waved his hands repeatedly.

"As a filmmaker, there is nothing wrong with me being a consultant for the mainland police station. No one can find fault with me."

"I, Jiang Hanwen, am not qualified to be a postman for the Hong Kong Police Department."

This is what he said from the bottom of his heart. He came to Hong Kong on a whim. Otherwise, Jiang Han would not have paid any attention to Lao Kuang just because he was crying, making a fuss and threatening to commit suicide.

You can take videos.

If you really want to get on board Kwong Chih-Li's ship, even if you are just an extra-staff consultant, can you avoid dealing with the High Court?
A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. Jiang Hanwen did not stay in Xi'an, but came to wade into the muddy water of Hong Kong. Is he like a birthday star eating arsenic and thinking his life is too long?
"Director Kuang, the case is the case. Now that the case is over, there is no longer a working relationship between us. Now it's time to get off work. Let's talk about food and drink, not state affairs."

Jiang Hanwen thought about it and suddenly looked embarrassed.

"Director Kuang, I am not from your Police Department. I am here in Hong Kong as an outsourced officer. You must report the consulting fee. Everyone in my crew earns money."

"My dear consultant Jiang, please don't mention money anymore. Don't worry, the police department will reimburse you. As long as you join us..."

Kuang Zhili smiled widely and grabbed Jiang Hanwen's hand and started shaking it left and right.

This is a death order from the Commissioner of Police.

Regardless of cost or price, we must keep Jiang Hanwen. Even if we cannot keep him, we must let him take up the position.

Level of treatment is negotiable.

Whether the case can be solved is another matter. But this person was able to obtain authorization from the highest level, yet no relevant connections could be found. What does this mean?
This means that Jiang Hanwen is apparently an internet celebrity who makes videos, but his real identity is kept secret and he is very likely a powerful figure.

The Police Force has undergone a major reshuffle and is already weak, so it would be best if it could establish a further connection with the higher-ups.

Jiang Hanwen retracted his hand abruptly and said, "You, Kuang Zhili, with your thick eyebrows and big eyes, don't try this on me."

The water in Hong Kong is too deep. Jiang Hanwen can’t figure out the twists and turns and doesn’t want to get involved.

Moreover, Jiang Hanwen is really annoyed with the row of people wearing wigs sitting in the high court. Don't tell me it's a historical issue, or talk about the spirit of rule of law, or the Lion Rock spirit.

Now that you're back, why are you trying so hard to be a comprador? It's fine to be a comprador, just admit it honestly and stop flattering yourself, okay?

Backed by the huge market of the mainland, they reaped the benefits of the transfer of manufacturing industry and became the four Asian tigers.

They shout the Lion Rock Spirit every day, saying that Hong Kong’s achievements are the result of the hard work of Hong Kong people.

You are the only ones who can struggle, while people from other places don’t struggle?

Struggle, right? Where does your drinking water come from?

That is the Dongjiang water supplied by Guangdong Province. Even so, there are still many Hong Kong people who think that the water is too expensive. They complain all the time that the water is not clean, and they have a lot of reasons. If you have the ability to build a seawater desalination plant, and the price of water will increase tenfold, would you still drink it?

In order to protect the Dongjiang water source, HY City made huge sacrifices, closed down factories in large numbers, and did not develop industry at all. The economy has never taken off, and in the end, not only did it not achieve anything, but it even made mistakes. It's simply outrageous.

What about electricity? Without the electricity from Daya Bay, I’m afraid this port area won’t be able to light up even a single light. Are we going to rely on your crappy electric lighting company?

The meat, eggs and vegetables we ate were all sent by the Guangxi special train.
Jiang Hanwen shook his head. He didn’t want to talk about this. It would hurt feelings. He didn’t want to hurt his friend’s feelings for a few bananas.

Lao Zhuang and Lao Kuang are both nice people and we can get along well.

"Advisor Jiang"

"I said, I won't do it, no matter how much money you offer me, no room for negotiation!"

"Brother Hanwen."

"Only talk about food and drink, not state affairs!"

Jiang Hanwen swallowed the food in his mouth.

Took a big sip of tea.

"Director Kuang, I won't play tricks on you. Let me tell you this. Jiang is not a coward. I grew up drinking Dongjiang water. I love Shunde cuisine, Sichuan cuisine, Shandong cuisine, Northeastern cuisine, Huaiyang cuisine, Gannan navel oranges, Shaanxi belt noodles, Xi'an roujiamo, and West Lake vinegar fish."

"I was born and raised in this place. Even if I, Jiang Hanwen, really commit a crime one day and end up in court, standing in the dock, I hope that a yellow-skinned, black-haired judge will sentence me."

"Instead of a bunch of bananas, using the so-called laws made by the Celestial Dragons to decide my life and death, especially wearing wigs that haven't been washed for more than ten years, and comparing who has more lice."

Jiang Hanwen had a stern expression on his face. He spoke faster and faster, his eyes fixed on Kuang Zhili who was standing in front of him.

Suddenly, his speech slowed down again and his voice became gentle.

"Don't say you can't do it. That's never a reason. In the past, when the Tang Dynasty was prosperous, all nations came to pay tribute. Foreigners could serve as officials in the court, but the prerequisite was that they believed in the Tang Dynasty and were proud of being Tang people, and not holding BNO and planning to run away at any time."

Jiang Hanwen's voice was not loud.

But Kuang Zhili felt the coolness in the air.

What the other party said is true.

But he really didn’t understand why Jiang Hanwen was so angry. Hasn’t Hong Kong always been like this?

"Mr. Kuang, forgive my narrow-mindedness, but I cannot tell which is better, the continental law system or the maritime law system, or which is better, the statutory law or the case law."

"You have your ideas, and I have my bottom line."

Lao Zhuang was drinking tea, and was also startled by the strange atmosphere in the room. He looked at the man across the table in horror.

Jiang Hanwen has changed into another face, a face full of murderous intent.

That was indeed murderous intent, emanating from those dark eyes, madness, chaos, and lawlessness.

"You better hope I don't agree. If I really get into your system and work with bananas, believe me, I have a hundred ways to kill them and escape legal responsibility."

Jiang Hanwen raised his eyebrows slightly: "I am a professional in this kind of thing."

The temperature in the room has dropped to freezing point.

Whether it is Kuang Zhili or Laozi and Zhuangzi.

There was no doubt about what the person in front of him said.

When it comes to killing, this guy is at the top of the game.

Kuang Zhili was the first to react, scratching his head and laughing.

"Haha, Consultant Jiang, let's eat."

"You're leaving soon, so let's get together less often. During our break time, we won't talk about work, but only about food and drink."

(End of this chapter)