Hong Kong Island Old Events

"He Sheng didn't ask us to do things for him, right?"

Jiang Yichong sighed: "She is also very important in the community relations department, so it is normal for her to want to make meritorious deeds and win a reward."

"Drink water and forget about the man who dug the well. Mr. He didn't take the initiative to ask us to help. How can we not help?" Han Zhibang felt unhappy and solemnly said: "There are some things that you don't need to talk about if you have ulterior motives. If you have ulterior motives, you don't have to talk about them." use."

"yes."

Jiang Yichong nodded and lowered his head to eat the noodles.

Han Zhibang asked: "Why are you telling me this?"

"I'm not as powerful as you. I know how to play politics. I just want to get rich." Jiang Yichong said: "You said that if we get rid of Guan Peiying, will Sir He do it?"

"Do you want money or an official position?" Han Zhibang looked at the classmates in front of him and suddenly realized that he was different from before.

Jiang Yichong grinned and said, "I want whatever He Sheng gives me. The key is to do something for He Sheng."

"Understood."

Han Zhibang nodded slowly. It seemed that his old classmate was not stupid at all, and had no intention of taking advantage of the opportunity to threaten him. He just wanted to get on Mr. He's line. Since he was only his deputy before and his level was not high enough, he was indeed not even qualified to sell information.

"Let's resolve Guan Peiying first, and then report the matter to He Sheng. Now is not the time to ask for money or an official position. Once the trouble is resolved, Mr. He will naturally have the opportunity to be promoted in the future when he resolves the police integrity conflict."

"We are people who have met Mr. He. As long as Mr. He wants to make a difference in the ICAC, his first choice is us."

Jiang Yichong smiled heartily and said, "OK."

"It's up to you what to do."

Han Zhibang took out a five-cent coin from his pocket, threw it on the table and said, "The boss pays the bill."

"Hey."

"A bowl of noodles again."

Jiang Yichong put down his chopsticks, picked up the suit jacket on the stool, and quickly caught up: "I'm not full yet, miser."

ten minutes later.

Golden bell.

Thang Long Commercial Building.

Jiang Yi rushed upstairs, holding his clothes under his arm and holding a cigarette: "You want to come to her for a showdown."

"Let's talk first."

"After all, we are classmates and alumni." Han Zhibang walked in front and replied casually.

Jiang Yichong showed a lewd expression on his face: "Brother Bang, you probably didn't have a crush on her before, right? Although she was a pig-chopped girl when she was in school, she still looks good now with makeup on. It's not like you can conquer her with a man's charm. That’s not possible.”

"Shut your mouth, you're just a gay guy who picks up trash in school and has the right to laugh at someone else's pork chop girl? You can't even eat pork chop, you damn boy." Han Zhibang cursed a few times, and the two of them were already here Go to a rental room on the fourth floor of the commercial building.

Jiang Yichong leaned against the door frame, raised his hand and knocked on the door, shouting: "A Ying."

"Aying."

Da da da.

There was a sound of slippers in the room.

"Pah." Guan Peiying was wearing home clothes, her hair was loosely draped over her shoulders. She had just taken a shower, and she was smelling fresh fragrance. She saw Jiang Yichong flicking cigarette ashes at the door, doing a roll in a bohemian and deliberately cool posture. Rolling his eyes, he said: "What is it called? It's called a soul?"

"Why did you come to see me so late at night?"

Her eyes glanced at Han Zhibang behind her, her expression slightly strange, but it quickly disappeared.

"I have something to talk to you about."

Jiang Yichun stepped through the door and gave him a wink, but unfortunately because he looked like a market guy, he had no lethality at all.

"Come in and sit down. What would you like to drink?"

Guan Peiying opened the refrigerator.

Han Zhibang also walked into the room at her invitation, sat on the sofa, observed the room furnishings with his eyes, and said casually: "Just drink water."

"Coke."

Guan Peiying took out two bottles of Coke, opened them with a screwdriver, and presented them to the two of them.

Jiang Yichong took the coke and took a sip. He looked away and smiled: "Are you in love? There are a lot of men's things in the room."

"I want you to take care of it."

Guan Peiying put her arms on her hips, very proud.

Jiang Yichong paused for a moment at her proud assets and said with a smile: "She's very pretty. Who is her boyfriend? I won't bring it back to show to my classmates."

"What's so good about it? Can't you see it when we get married? Ah Chong, tell me what you have to say quickly. Is it because you want to express your love? You used to stare at my breasts when you were studying. You really should have told me at that time. You're a sexual harasser!" Kwan Pei-ying has the savagery and boldness of a girl from an estate, but also the arrogance that everyone in later generations of Hong Kong women hates.

Because the earliest stigmatization of Hong Kong women started with a group of second and third generation immigrants at the bottom. Hong Kong girls have high ambitions but low ambitions. They are domineering and unreasonable. They are also vain and cling to rich men and ghosts.

This does not refer to all women, but as a part of women, it is indeed very conspicuous in Hong Kong Island, and the two words "Hong Kong women" have been blackened.

As a second-generation immigrant who lived in poverty as a child, did well in school, was admitted to a public office, and successfully changed his life, it is normal for him to pick up some related habits. Jiang Yichong didn't bother to talk nonsense with her and shouted: "Sue me?"

"If I hadn't stood up for you, you would have been fucked by some young and Dangerous guys outside the school. Fortunately, I got beaten for you. Do you think you'll lose a piece of meat? It's only a middle school student who doesn't look at it, and he didn't take aim. You're wearing clothes! By the way, are you investigating your classmates in Kowloon Tong? We all should be united when we are admitted to the ICAC, and don't investigate our own people for some benefit."

When Guan Peiying heard Jiang Yichong's true purpose, she immediately frowned and said: "ICAC is the Anti-Corruption Commission, and its mission is to build a fair, just and open society. The internal confidentiality regulations are very clear. Who did wrong? There is a price for everything.”

“This is the purpose of ICAC’s establishment.”

Jiang Yichong interrupted quickly: "Okay, okay, who hasn't taken the internal ethics class? There's no need for you to recite sutras for me. No matter how nice and beautiful you say it, do you want to eat? Did you come out of the housing estate? Everyone is Not a classmate?"

"yes!"

Guan Peiying said sternly: "But it doesn't mean condoning crime, nor does it mean protecting criminals."

Her eyes even glanced at Han Zhibang unconsciously. Jiang Yichong noticed it slightly and continued: "You brainwashed the ghost, you will not forget who paid for your studies and lent you money to enter college, right? ?”

"I remember!"

"It's Mr. He's help, but he is not helping me alone. It's just that I happen to be in that school." Guan Peiying said: "Even if it wasn't me who was admitted, but Jiang Peiying or Han Peiying, Mr. He would still support me." .”

"And accepting his funding does not mean committing crimes for him, nor does it mean condoning him."

Jiang Yichong was dumbfounded when he heard this, and felt angry and anxious. There are always many truths in the world. It makes sense when viewed from the opposite side, and it also makes sense when viewed from the opposite side. But living in the world does not depend on truth. It is poor cotton-coated steamed buns, and encounters. Lend a helping hand in times of difficulty.

"You can harm Mr. He by thinking this way? Can you forget Mr. He's help to you?" Han Zhibang asked.

Guan Peiying said: "I have not forgotten, but law is greater than love! Sir Han, what do you think?"

"That's right."

Han Zhibang nodded.

Jiang Yichong stammered: "Just, even if you don't help Mr. He, you can't check your former classmates. If you step on your classmates to climb up, are you still not a human?"

"I didn't step on anyone to climb up. I still believe that law is more important than emotion. I am just doing business." Guan Peiying said righteously: "When I work in the ICAC, I dare to take bribes and sell secrets. This kind of character is suitable for the job." Friends!"

"Awesome, awesome." Jiang Yichong couldn't help but said: "After being admitted to the ICAC, I don't even count as friends. If I fuck your mother, are you still not a human being? We all come from the housing estates. Sometimes we don't say that for Earning money is for a future and for the kindness of helping each other!"

"There are some things you can't do!"

Guan Peiying took a deep breath and said: "I don't want to talk to you about this. The kindness of the housing estate is the most worthless thing in this city. Only by adhering to a fair and equal society will the children born in the housing estate be happier." .”

"Those corrupt officials and police officers, even He Dingxian!"

"How much money did he get, and how much of it was spent on the people in the housing estates? He kept saying that he came from the housing estates, but he didn't speak out for the people in the housing estates. I'm going to make the bed. Let's talk another day." She turned and walked towards bedroom.

Han Zhibang took the Coke bottle in his hand, stood up and shouted: "Aying, let's talk again, I plan to go to the superior to surrender."

Guan Peiying paused, then quickened her pace without hesitation, and rushed into the bedroom in a hurry. Han Zhibang reacted and stepped on the table, quickly jumped down and chased into the room. Since the rental house is only an 800-square-foot two-bedroom apartment, the space circulation is not very long, and Guan Peiying has to open the door by hand. So when Guan Peiying opened the door and tried to close it, Han Zhibang jumped up and bumped her shoulder away. Seeing that the door wouldn't close, she blocked it, turned around, threw herself on the bed, opened the drawer, and reached for the gun in the drawer.

"Poof!"

At this time, Han Zhibang had already thrown himself on the bed, grabbed his long hair with his left hand, and smashed the Coke bottle on his head with his right hand.

"ah"

Guan Peiying screamed and shouted: "Ah Chong, help!"

Jiang Yichong hurriedly followed into the room and saw his childhood goddess being straddled and having her head shot with a bottle. He didn't know what to do for a while. Han Zhibang gritted his teeth and shouted, "Why don't you come and help me quickly?"

"oh oh."

Jiang Yichong nodded in agreement and ran out.

Han Zhibang put his hand on Guan Peiying's neck and said loudly: "Aying, I don't want this either. I came here today to send you abroad, but I guess if I send you out, you will come back. So, this is a different stance, right? .”

They are not children, and they have political identities because they have joined the public service. Everyone should pay the price for their political choices, regardless of any emotions. Jiang Yichong held a knife in his hand and ran back to the room in a panic. When he saw Han Zhibang's actions, he rushed forward with the knife without hesitation and plunged the knife into Guan Peiying's chest.

"puff!"

The short knife penetrates the flesh.

Han Zhibang felt the struggle of his men gradually disappear, and slowly let go of his hand, saying weakly: "Handle it, disguise it as a burglary."

The most ridiculous flaw was repaired in the lightest way.