Hong Kong Island Old Events

Mike puffed up his chest on the dance floor, put the dot to the dancer's mouth, and shouted: "Sir He, can you give me an English name? Brothers all like you to have an English name!"

"yes."

"Sir, it's easier to do things if you have an English name. Don't many Chinese have English names?" The ghost guys applauded in their hearts for Mike's answer. After thinking about it, they all talked about it one after another.

Da Vinci also smiled and said: "Sir, it would be better to give him an English name in the Anti-Corruption Office."

"Your bosses will be happier and have an advantage for future promotions."

However, He Dingxian snorted lightly and said with a smile: "I just want it to be convenient for the guys to work. I didn't expect that the name is related to promotion. I can choose an English name, no problem. Mike, you will pay for it tonight!"

Mike was intoxicated in the land of tough guys, and his whole body became hard. He suddenly took a breath and said unhappily: "Sir, are you playing with me?"

Today's expenses are at least hundreds of thousands, and a mere ghost inspector wants to spend all his money.

"Who is playing tricks on you?" He Dingxian smiled easily, not angry, and sat on the sofa and raised his hand to wave. Ni Kun walked out of the corner of the dance floor wearing a suit, holding a money box in his hand, put it on the table, opened it, and then stepped back. The cash box was filled with 300,000 Hong Kong dollars, piled up in rolls, shocking everyone's attention.

"Mike, I have no interest in playing with you, but there is a custom in Chinese culture that if you change your name, you have to give me a big red envelope!" He grabbed a handful at random, looked around, and shouted: "You guys give me a red envelope!" If it’s big enough, I’ll change it! If you can’t afford it, I’ll cover it for you!”

"Is this enough?" He Dingxian stood up and threw his hand at Mike on the wine table. A handful of Hong Kong dollars was at least six to seven thousand.

There was no thought of rejection in Mike's mind. He opened his hand and grabbed two rolls of Hong Kong dollars in the air. Then he pushed the gigolo away and bent down to pick up the remaining Hong Kong dollars. One Hong Kong dollar fell at someone else's feet and was stepped on. .

He still didn't mind it being dirty, picked it up in his arms, stepped forward and said, "Sir He, give me a Chinese name!"

When a person does not get the money in his hand, he may refuse it sternly. After a person takes the money in his hand, it is difficult to give it away.

Because psychologically speaking, as long as people grab something, they will default to it as belonging to them.

Six thousand yuan is not much, but who doesn’t want six thousand yuan that was picked up for free? For police officer Gui Lao, 6,000 Hong Kong dollars is half a year's salary, and it's just a Chinese name.

got it!

He Dingxian laughed when he saw this: "Hahaha, Mike, what do you want a gay to do?"

Mike smiled and said: "One more, Sir He, I have the same surname as you!"

"Hahaha." He Dingxian threw out another handful of Hong Kong dollars and laughed out loud: "The guys from the anti-corruption team are so nice to talk to. You don't need to take my last name. This is for you!"

The remaining nine ghost guys in Group B saw Mike taking two handfuls of money, their eyes turned red, and they quickly said: "Sir, change the name, I am willing to change the name!"

The Chinese name and the English name are nothing more than a code name, which can be chosen casually by an individual, but for the anti-corruption office at this time, it means whether one surrenders to the new chief. He Dingxian is using money to do an obedience test. If you want money, use your Chinese name! This is a problem with Chinese and English surnames!

Through testing, there will be more and more money in the future.

If you make empty demands on your subordinates and conduct compliance tests on them, most subordinates will be very disgusted. But with real money and silver as a reward, no subordinate is unwilling to obey the superior! They are not senior officers, so is face important? important!

But money is more important!

Seeing the chief come out with just a box of money, he just grabbed two handfuls, and the remaining ones will become less and less. It is obvious that quick hands have it, but slow hands have none. Who dares to hesitate for a moment.

He Dingxian picked up the box, sprinkled the money one by one, and laughed loudly: "There is something, there is something for everyone!"

"Don't rush!"

He has no experience in fighting corruption, but doesn’t he understand how to make people corrupt?

He Dingxian scattered a circle of money to the brothers in Group B, and glanced at Da Vinci next to him. Da Vinci was a young man with backbone. When he saw the money in the cash box, he immediately turned around and roared at the brothers beside him: "Aren't you willing to cooperate with Sir He?"

"Immediately pick up a Chinese name tomorrow and write it on my workstation so that Sir He can see it as soon as he gets to work!"

The police officers in Group A were already impatient. Seeing the officer relent, they hurriedly said: "Yes, sir!"

"Inspector He, we will cooperate with the superior's work unconditionally!" They all stared at the superior longingly, and their mouths almost burst into tears. Da Vinci turned around and continued to be tough: "Sir He!"

"I have a Chinese name."

"No need to take it!"

He Dingxian nodded with great understanding: "Wenxi, you are really my good brother. The brothers in Group A are getting paid!"

The police officers were sitting on the sofa, motionless, and money was thrown at them. They all bent their backs and lowered their heads to pick up money. Whoever had faster hands could pick up one or two more. He Dingxian took the opened box, stepped on the sofa, and under the horrified eyes of everyone, sprinkled all the Hong Kong dollars on Da Vinci's head, showering him from head to toe, causing everyone to scream in excitement.

Da Vinci was wearing a suit, sitting on the sofa, his face was dull, but the adrenaline in his body was racing!

"Bang!" He Dingxian threw the suitcase away, stepped forward to hug Da Vinci, touched his head and said: "Vinci, my good brother!"

"These are all yours!"

Da Vinci pushed his head towards the sofa and touched a few rolls of Hong Kong dollars with his palms. He just woke up as if from a dream. He rushed towards the Hong Kong dollars around and grabbed a lot of them, like a madman. The atmosphere of the evening cocktail party also reached a climax!

"Everyone has fun!" He Dingxian shouted.

The ghost guys shouted: "Thank you sir!"

Everyone was clinking glasses and drinking heavily, crying and howling. They were so excited that they couldn't help themselves. Many people picked up the girl next to them and left. Some went to the toilet, and some went out to leave. Ghost guys rarely leave so early after drinking because they used to only drink!

Ni Kun wore a suit and took out the banknote at the counter, settled the bill easily, then accepted the note and put it into the inner pocket of his suit. The nightclub manager stood by, watching the ghost guys' antics and secretly disdainful: "You ignorant little foreign devils."

He moved from Shanghai to Hong Kong Island and worked in Shili Foreign Market all his life. What big scene has he not seen? This group of little foreign devils were so small, they only gave away three melons and two dates.

When Ni Kun finished paying the bill and was about to go to the boss, he happened to catch a glimpse of the boss holding the hand of the dancer in the red dress and walking into the lounge in the backcourt.

Ni Kun immediately slowed down and followed the officer from a distance. He confirmed that the officer had entered the dressing room in the backcourt with Miss Nightingale to rest. He stopped at the entrance and exit of the corridor, put his hand on the gun at his waist, and scanned the area with vigilant eyes. All around.

He Dingxian pushed the person to the chair and sat down. He supported the dressing table with both hands and swept down several bottles of lotion.

"lighter."

"He Sheng." Nightingale was wearing a red dress and heavy makeup, very sultry.

She seemed to be in pain, so she reached out to grab He Sheng's tie and gently pulled him down.

He Dingxian’s shoulders have already shouldered the heavy burden!

Nightingale was lying on the chair, looking at the postures of the two people in the makeup mirror opposite, her heart was flustered and confused. She was actually drunk just now, and when she saw that the atmosphere was good, why was she conquered by Sir's boldness just now? She deliberately used her fingers to secretly Tease Sir Xiao He.

Unexpectedly, He Dingxian, a person who couldn't stand teasing, actually came to fight with real swords and guns.

Not only was she unable to resist, but she also had no intention of resisting. She just let nature take its course and came to the dressing room. Little girls can't play with fire.

Half an hour later.

He Dingxian handed her a cigarette: "Want one?"

"Thanks."

Nightingale combed her hair with her hands to straighten her messed up hair. Her face was flushed, her brows were gentle, but her eyes were very sensible.

"Mr. He, don't worry, just give me the 20,000 yuan."

Squeak.

He Dingxian swiped a match, lit the woman's fire, shook it off with a smile, and asked aloud: "Is the most popular singer in Paramount worth 20,000 yuan?"

Nightingale rolled her eyes at him and said, "If Boss He is generous, I will take an extra 100,000 or 200,000 yuan."

"Have you ever thought about following me?" He Dingxian tasted the essence and tasted it. He really thought that Nightingale just now was good. However, she was born in Huanchang, so it was not good to marry her as a concubine, but it was very comfortable to raise her as a concubine. The outer room is a financial relationship other than three wives and four concubines. Instead of talking about feelings, we talk about transactions. Whenever you don't give money, you can get rid of it anytime.

Of course, when you sleep with her, you will definitely have to pay a lot of money every month.

Nightingale had seen men having sex with women and money transactions at the entertainment venue. If He Dingxian had been replaced by someone else, or if He Dingxian had not married Miss Chu, she would have agreed immediately, but it happened that He Dingxian was the husband of the leader of her uncle's youth group.

At the beginning, she was still complacent that her uncle was Miss Chu, secretly exclaiming that she was glad that at least she would not be targeted by others, but now she felt very embarrassed, sleeping with the man of her sponsor? If Miss Chu knew this,

She also understood very well why He Dingxian fell in love with her. Many of the reasons were her relationship with Miss Chu, which gave Sir He a kind of shameful and secretive excitement. It was this kind of excitement that made men want to stop! What kind of sister-in-law is this? Without this stimulation, Sir He might not be attracted to her.

She thought that although she looked good, she was too glamorous and smelled like a prostitute.

On the same level as Miss Chu, Bai Yue'e, and Luo Caiyun.

So Nightingale still refused: "No, Miss Chu will definitely know. I can't compete with her for a man."

"Forget it." He Dingxian shrugged his shoulders and didn't force it. He just said, "I'll come and listen to you sing again when I have the chance."

"Haha, I just listened to you singing before, but never had the chance to use it. After using it, I realized that your singing voice is very useful. It's really different for a born singer. Besides, you are originally Anan's person, and Anan is mine. I won’t give 20,000 yuan to my own people.”

"It's just that from now on, every song of yours will have my flower basket." He turned around and opened the door, exhaling a long breath, still a little distracted. He left the nightclub with Ni Kun who was guarding the door. With A Kun here, he never had to worry about being disturbed.

Nightingale hurriedly packed up her things and left the dressing room. She obviously didn't need to hide, but like a thief, waves of pleasure surged up in her heart, like a wave, leaving people with endless aftertaste and wanting to stop.

the next morning.

He Dingxian wore a suit and entered the office area. In front of each team member's desk was a Chinese nameplate with Chinese characters and position written on it, and a smaller line of English translation below.

Feel comfortable!