Chapter 13: Sir Huang, such a powerful official Huang Wenwu was not to be outdone and retorted: "We police officers serve the public. How can we make money faster than you killing people and setting fires, right?" "It really fits the old saying, killing people and setting fires brings you gold belts, but repairing bridges and roads leaves no corpses." "Serving the citizens? I think you're serving the British. You're just a dog kept by your master, and you dare to flatter yourself." "When they bully their compatriots, they are all more powerful than the other, but why are they so scared when facing the British?" "Are you worthy of being a Chinese?" Lin Zehao almost couldn't hold it in. There really are people who can be excellent even as a dog. In Hong Kong Island, the Chinese have always been at the bottom of the society. Earlier, they were even worse than Indians. Although there have been some gradual improvements in recent years, the general direction has not changed, and the Chinese are still being suppressed openly or covertly.
There are no Chinese in the senior ranks of the police force, and people in other walks of life are also doing everything they can to prevent Chinese from coming to the fore. Only when Hong Kong Island returns to the embrace of the motherland can the Chinese truly become the masters! Now that Lin Zehao has caught up with this era, he must do something! Huang Wenwu's face turned red, but he didn't know how to refute. There was no way. Everything Lin Zehao said was true, and he didn't even have the courage to deny it. In the current police force, the opinions of British superiors are very important. Chinese people like Huang Wenwu have no way of getting promoted unless they flatter the foreigners. If you dare to go against the British, you will probably be transferred to guard the pond tomorrow. An awkward atmosphere began to spread, and Huang Wenwu even wanted to find a hole to crawl into. At this time, the subordinate pushed the door open. "Oh no, Mr. Huang, it's a mess outside, everything is a mess!" The subordinate's face was full of panic and he spoke breathlessly. "Why are you panicking? As a member of the Royal Hong Kong Island Police, you must always behave properly. Look at yourself, what do you look like?" "You have brought shame upon the police force!" Huang Wenwu frowned and scolded him. Being criticized by Lin Zehao, he couldn't find any reason to refute and was very angry. It just so happened that a blind subordinate came and I used him as a vent for my anger. The brave are angry and draw their swords against the stronger ones, while the cowardly are angry and draw their swords against the weaker ones. "Mr. Huang, you have such great authority!" "Then as a senior superintendent, have I also brought shame upon the Royal Police? Are you going to give me a lecture too?" The person who was speaking had a square face, was about 40 years old, and looked righteous and dignified. Following behind him were several uniformed O-ji members, who appeared to be of high rank. "NO, sir!"
"Sorry, sir!" Huang Wenwu was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat, his heart was pounding, and he saluted subconsciously. "As a member of the Organized Crime and Triads, instead of dealing with triad crimes, he is showing off here and bringing a young talent like Mr. Lin here for questioning without any evidence." "Do you know how much this will affect the image of the police force? Do you still have the police code in your eyes? Do you still have a deputy director like me?" As a senior superintendent, Ren Darong is the second-in-command of Organized Crime and Triad Bureau and his position is deputy chief, second only to the top leader, Chief Superintendent Gui Lao. It is particularly influential among Chinese police officers. "Sir Ren, I..." Huang Wenwu was completely panicked. He was well versed in the ways of officialdom and instantly realized that something was wrong. Lin Zehao, the agent leader of He Shenghe, has become a young hero in the mouth of the second-in-command of O-Triad. This is as outrageous as someone saying that the Twin Towers, New York's landmark buildings, were bombed. "Do you understand the rules? Just listen to your superior's lecture and don't interrupt!" Lu Jingliang, who had been standing behind Ren Darong, spoke up. It seems like criticism, but in fact it is to help Huang Wenwu out. He is the leader of Group B and has the rank of superintendent. "Yes, Sir!" Huang Wenwu understood and walked down the stairs. Ren Darong glanced at Lu Jingliang and waved his hand, saying, "Take down his service gun. Take your leave first. Wait for notification when you come back." "Yes, Sir!" Huang Wenwu felt bitter in his heart. He reluctantly took off his holster and looked at Lu Jingliang for help. Don’t ever think that when your boss lets you take a vacation, he or she means it literally. In an organization, everyone has their own position. Will you still have the same position after you come back from your vacation? Where there are people, there are underworld, and there are also many factions of all sizes within the police force. To put it broadly, it can be divided into the foreign faction and the Chinese faction. To put it narrowly, there are even more. Lu Jingliang and Ren Darong are not from the same faction and they often have friction with each other. Can Huang Wenwu feel at ease during this holiday? "Sir Ren, Team B is short of manpower right now. Especially today, the people from He Shenghe were making trouble and showing off their horses like crazy. We simply don't have enough manpower." "Deduct one month's salary from him and ask him to write a 10,000-word self-criticism. What do you think?" "Just now, during the meeting, Director Henry also said that we must maintain order and prevent citizens from getting hurt. This can be regarded as giving him a chance to make amends." Lu Jingliang first laid out the facts, then imposed certain punishments, and finally brought out the top leader to put pressure on him. This combination of punches is really brilliant. Lin Zehao is a smart man. Of course he can hear the deeper meaning of his words and understand the power of this move. Ren Darong also understood, so he had no way to refuse.
"Okay, let's do as you say. However, next time something like this happens, it won't be so simple." Although Lu Jingliang's rank is not as high as Ren Darong's, he is pro-British and has the support of the foreigners behind him. Besides, this time Huang Wenwu's incident was just an excuse for him to make a fuss, so this result is acceptable. "Thank you, sir!" Huang Wenwu followed Lu Jingliang and left. Two police inspectors also left with them, probably to help hold up the scene. "Mr. Huang, don't forget to return the 100,000 yuan to me." How could Lin Zehao let go of this opportunity to kick a fallen dog? Huang Wenwu staggered and nearly fell. Under the strange looks from the leaders, he could only leave in shame with his tail between his legs. From beginning to end, no one mentioned A Quan's death. It was as if this person had never existed. Supervisor's Office. Ren Darong extended his left hand and said politely, "Hello, Mr. Lin." "Manager Ren, you're too polite. You're older than me, so just call me Zehao." The two shook hands and sat down one after another. "Mr. Lin, there's no need to be so modest. You've become the leader of He Sheng He at such a young age. If I call you by your name, I'd be ignorant." "Although I'm not a gangster, I know the rules." Ren Darong had a smile on his face and was very polite. "I am just the acting leader, and I may not be able to take this position in the end." "Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. You can't escape it." Lin Zehao shook his head and handed Ren Darong a cigar. "Want one?" "Cuban cigars, good stuff." "I can't afford it with my salary, but since Mr. Lin is so generous, I must try it." Ren Darong took the cigar, trimmed it skillfully, and asked Lin Zehao to light it for him. Taking a deep breath, the smoke swirled in his mouth. Ren Darong looked satisfied, "It's strong enough, much better than my usual luck." (End of this chapter)