Hong Kong Police Force Chief

Jordan Road, in front of Monopoly Nightclub.

Led by Zhou Quan's off-road vehicle, all police officers from the anti-gang group drove to follow.

The motorcade lined up and blocked the door of the Monopoly Nightclub without any scruples.

When Zhou Quan opened the car door and stepped out, Lin Huaile and Da Buhei immediately came forward with smiles on their faces.

Lin Huaile is the Jordanian spokesperson for Helian Sheng, and Tai Pohei is the boss behind this nightclub.

Zhou Quan had already called the two of them on the way here.

Facing the head of the anti-gangster group who is now in full swing in Yau Tsim District, the two talkers must of course come to greet him in person.

"Sir Zhou, you are welcome to come for inspection!"

Lin Huaile walked quickly to Zhou Quan's side and helped Zhou Quan hold the car door.

The smile on his face still made people feel comfortable.

"Sir Zhou, after listening to your call, I, Dabu Hei, immediately cleared the place and was waiting for your instructions."

Da Po Hei's dark complexion was also covered with a bright smile.

Of course, he forced all this out.

His nightclub can be regarded as the largest nightclub in Jordan.

Although it cannot be compared with those high-end clubs, it is definitely making money every day.

Being closed for one night really made him feel so heartbroken that he wanted to die.

However, there was nothing Dabu Hei could do. He didn't want Sir Zhou to be stuffed with a police gun again.

Rather than being forced, it's better to actively cooperate, so that you can sell Sir Zhou a face.

"Ale, Dahei, long time no see!"

Nodding slightly, a formulaic smile appeared on Zhou Quan's lips.

The expression on Lin Huaile's face remained unchanged, still humble and comforting.

But Dabu Hei's forced smile was inevitably a little stiff, and the corners of his mouth even twitched.

After all, he is also the person who talks to Liansheng Dabu District.

When it came to Zhou Quan's mouth, it sounded like a dog.

However, the situation is not as good as others. If he, Da Buhei, wants to run this nightclub well, he can only stay humble in front of Sir Zhou.

Dahei, let’s be Dahei. Isn’t it okay if he admits it?

"Sir Zhou, please come in!"

Lin Huaile helped Zhou Quan close the car door, opened it with one hand, bowed slightly and said.

"I came here today because I want to ask you two for help with a few things."

Zhou Quan walked towards the inside of the nightclub and said with a faint smile: "No, just after I got off work, I led my brothers straight to the rich man!"

After all, Lin Huaile was a smart man. He immediately understood the elegant meaning of Xiange and understood Zhou Quan's twofold meaning.

"Sir Zhou, you came in a hurry. I'm afraid you and the other sirs haven't eaten yet!"

Without any hesitation or hesitation, Lin Huaile immediately half-bowed his body and said with a smile: "I'll let someone prepare it right now!"

Then, he quickly winked at Da Pohei beside him.

Although Da Buhei's reaction was not as good as Lin Huaile's, he was not a stupid person.

He immediately called his boss to his side and whispered: "Dongguan boy, order a shark's fin rice for everyone, sir. I'll treat you, boss!"

The entire Monopoly nightclub is closed tonight, and Dabu Hei is not short of these twenty or so shark fin rice dishes.

The most important thing right now is to accompany Mr. Zhou in front of him.

"Good work!"

Zhou Quan's eyes fell on Dongguan Zai, who liked to hurdle and ask questions. He smiled and nodded.

"Sir Zhou, you are too polite. This is all cooperation between the police and the people!"

Dongguan Zai was flattered and said repeatedly: "Of course we citizens must maintain good relations with all the officials!"

With a slight nod, Zhou Quan said nothing more and led people directly to the interior of Monopoly Nightclub.

It's just a few bowls of shark's fins for rice, Zhou Quan doesn't take it seriously at all, and it's not about bribery at all.

As Dongguan Tsai said, it's all a matter of cooperation between the police and the people.

Arriving next to the sofa where Dabu Hei had stuffed his gun with him last time, Zhou Quan sat down with a flourish.

"Don't worry, I'm not causing trouble for you two this time!"

He looked at Lin Huaile and Dabu Hei, who were a little reserved in front of them, and said with a warm smile: "As I said just now, I have something I want to ask you for help with."

Lin Huaile and Dabu Hei both breathed a sigh of relief, but they did not relax completely.

The small problem that Sir Zhou mentioned was not necessarily the case for the two of them.

"Sir Zhou, you said that Ale will do his best!"

Lin Huaile bowed slightly, with a sincere look on his face.

"Yes, yes, what Mr. Le said is what I said!"

Da Buhei's reaction was always half a beat too slow, but he was also not to be outdone.

"Four eyes, bald head, heroes, these are your uncles and those from Liansheng North District."

Slowly leaning on the sofa, Zhou Quan said calmly: "I want to invite the three of them to come over and meet!"

Although Sir Zhou said please, Lin Huaile and Da Buhei were very clear about the implication that they could not refuse.

"No problem! I'll call the three of them right now!"

“Don’t worry, Sir Zhou, I promise I won’t keep you waiting!”

This time, Dabu Hei finally caught up with Lin Huale, and they both nodded in unison.

They and their uncles in Lian Sheng may sound nice, but in fact they are just a group of old guys who have lost their power long ago.

Except for the leader Deng Bo in 1970, the others have no weight at all.

Only when they and the leader of Liansheng change each term, these uncles have one vote each because of the tradition of the society.

Otherwise, Lin Huaile and Dapuhei, who are in their prime years, would not care about these old people.

What's more, Four Eyes, Bald Head, and Daxia are the three most insignificant people among the uncles of Liansheng.

With the weight of Lin Huaile and Dapuhei, the two leaders of the hall, they can be called over with one phone call.

"Thank you!"

Zhou Quan nodded with satisfaction, and the smile on his face became a little more sincere.

"We will call Four Eyes, Bald Head, Daxia and others now."

Lin Huaile and Dapuhei looked at each other and immediately prepared to go down to work.

"Aze, go order some drinks and fruit plates, don't let Mr. Zhou and the other officers get bored."

"Remember, the officers have a mission, don't serve drinks."

"Everything is on my account!"

...

During this process, Lin Huaile, who is good at dealing with people, also gave instructions to the younger brother beside him very considerately.

His actions immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of Dapuhei.

In your own territory, you, Mr. Le, still want to go over me to please Mr. Zhou?

Of course, Lin Huaile has already taken the lead, and it was in front of Zhou Quan.

So Dapuhei didn't dare to do anything directly, and everything will depend on the performance later.