boyutpedia Chapter 121 Party
Chapter 121 Party
"Mei Yuhai Pavilion?"
Lin Guoxiong walked in with his head held high and chest out. Despite his short stature, he exuded an air of authority.
As soon as Lin Guoxiong entered the house, the entire room fell silent instantly.
It was as if the sweltering heat of midsummer had suddenly turned into the dead of winter.
"Inspector Lin!"
"Inspector Lin!"
Liang Nengren, who had a loud voice, spoke in a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz, like a mouse seeing a cat.
The others also scattered like birds and beasts, burying themselves in their work.
Chen Jiaju held a book in his hands, as if trying to find flowers in it.
Fan Shuwa chuckled and said, "Inspector Lin, we heard that Brother Jian is going to be promoted to Governor, so we thought we'd celebrate and send him off."
Lin Guoxiong's expression softened as he said, "Celebrating is appropriate, but don't make a lot of noise in the police station, making the whole building filled with the sounds of your B team. If other teams hear it, it will have a bad influence."
"Jian, come to my office for a moment, I need to talk to you."
Li Jian quickly followed.
As Lin Guoxiong passed Chen Jiaju's workstation, he bent down and picked up the book from Chen Jiaju's hand: "Wow, reading during work hours, so serious?"
“Yes, after following Brother Jian for so long, I deeply feel my own shortcomings, so I want to read more books to improve my cultural literacy,” Chen Jiaju immediately said loudly.
Lin Guoxiong turned the book around and handed it to him: "Reading is a good thing, but you're holding it upside down."
Say it.
Chen Jiaju, his face flushed, walked out.
Li Jian patted Chen Jiaju on the shoulder, sighed, and said, "Jiaju, studying isn't for you. Just be yourself!"
Lin Guoxiong's office.
Lin Guoxiong sat in his boss's chair, crossed his legs, and said, "Get ready, come with me to a banquet tonight."
"What kind of banquet? Can't I just not go? You know I hate that high society stuff."
Li Jian used to watch a lot of TV and always felt that these kinds of banquets were like masquerade balls.
Everyone is wearing a mask, pretending to be happy.
Li Jian has already died once, and he doesn't want to live such a tiring life again.
Lin Guoxiong slammed his hand on the table: "You good-for-nothing, I'm going to show you the world. This gathering is an internal meeting for our police officers, and the minimum attendance is a superintendent. If you hadn't made such a big name for yourself and been specifically asked to attend, you wouldn't even know which way the door opens."
Do you know how many people in the Hong Kong Island Police Force want to join, but they don't even have the connections?
Every social class and social stratum has its own small circle.
Hong Kong Island has not yet returned to China, and the atmosphere of capitalism is strong; they operate according to the Western model.
The class divisions are very clear.
Li Jian nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go, but is the little one going?"
Lin Guoxiong shook his head and said, "The kid's level is too low. Even I am just a nobody. To be honest, I only benefited from your help."
Li Jian asked, puzzled, "Godfather, may I ask you this: which high-ranking leader specifically asked for my name?"
Lin Guoxiong blinked: "Guess."
Li Jian: 。 。 。 。 。 。
It was rare to see Li Jian make a fool of himself, so Lin Guoxiong waved his hand and said, "Don't drink alcohol at noon. Remember, dress smartly and don't embarrass me."
. . . . . .
noon.
Li Jian hosted a banquet for the Team B members at the Royal Seaview Restaurant in Mong Kok.
The meal cost him HK$2.
However, to be fair, the seafood at The Ocean View is indeed top-notch, all caught and freshly harvested from Victoria Harbour.
"Brother Jian, what does Inspector Lin want with you?"
The outspoken Liang Nengren asked directly, and everyone else perked up their ears.
Li Jian chuckled and said, "It's nothing."
Chen Jiaju said, "Brother Jian, we're all brothers. I heard from Yuan Haoyun from the next group that Inspector Lin is about to be transferred. Is that true?"
"You know this as well?"
Lin Guoxiong had specifically instructed him not to tell anyone about this.
Chan Ka-kui touched his big nose and said, "It was all just rumors, but it turns out it's true. But with Inspector Lam gone, who will take over his job?"
Mike and Qiu Gang'ao were busy eating and didn't participate in the discussion at all.
Li Jian thought to himself, "I don't know either. Ka Kui, you're well-informed, why don't you tell everyone?"
Chen Jiaju chuckled and said, "I only heard about it secondhand. If you don't know, Brother Jian, then I certainly don't know either. But there is one person who definitely knows."
"Bingge?"
"Inspector Lin!"
"You're just spouting nonsense, even food can't shut you up, eat!"
Li Jian grabbed an octopus and stuffed it into Chen Jiaju's mouth in a bad mood.
night.
Inside a hilltop villa in Saigon.
A gathering of luxury cars.
Li Jian's white AE86 stood out conspicuously among the group of luxury cars.
It's like a Chinese rural dog barging into a world-famous dog convention.
When the car arrived at the gate, it was stopped by the security guard.
"I have an invitation!"
Li Jian took out the invitation Lin Guoxiong had given him, and only then did the security guards allow him to pass.
"Damn it, you're so prejudiced!"
Li Jian drove the car in and tossed the keys to the waiter: "Hey, my car is very expensive, don't lose it."
The waiter looked at the AE86 with a completely bewildered expression.
open the door.
Piping hot.
An indescribable aura wafted towards us.
At first, Li Jian didn't know what kind of aura it was, but he soon understood.
This is the smell of power.
This is the smell of money.
The hall was bustling with people, clinking glasses and chatting. Most of the men were dressed in suits and tuxedos, looking very respectable and successful.
The woman wore a long dress in a dazzling array of colors: red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple.
These women were all incredibly dignified, with fiery red lips.
Her long legs, partially hidden beneath the cheongsam, resembled flowing white clouds.
Li Jian's eyes were dazzled.
"Eye-opening!"
Li Jian realized how superficial he had been before.
The reason why you feel out of place in high society is because you haven't integrated into that circle yet.
People from the lower classes often perceive the upper class as being filled with the stench of money, corruption, and debauchery.
But they were desperate to squeeze in.
Of course, most people are just saying "sour grapes" because they can't have them.
Of course, besides suits and long skirts, many people also choose to wear formal attire while carrying flowers and plants on their shoulders.
"Brother Jian!"
Li Jian was craning his neck to look for Lin Guoxiong when suddenly someone patted him on the shoulder.
Turn around and take a look.
Hey!
acquaintance!
Li Jian looked at Lin Yixiang (Gul'dan), who was dressed in a black suit: "Yixiang? What are you doing here?"
Lin Yixiang was accompanied by a beautiful woman, and said with a smile, "I came with Jenny. Jenny, this is Brother Jian, a superstar from the West Kowloon Serious Crimes Unit."
Jenny stretched out her small hand, her face beaming with a smile: "Brother Jian, I'm Jenny, A-Xiang's girlfriend. I've heard A-Xiang mention you before; you're in the newspapers every day. You're amazing."
Li Jian gave a perfunctory handshake and said, "That's something they made up to boost sales. I'm just an ordinary policeman."
Lin Yixiang laughed and said, "Brother Jian, you're too modest. If you were just an ordinary person, all the police officers in Hong Kong wouldn't need to work."
"Ah Xiang, I saw a good friend, I'll go over there first."
Jenny greeted Li Jian and then left in a hurry.