Hong Kong variety show, I am a charming cop.

Chapter 449, 9: Dragon Ice Room



Chapter 449, 9: Dragon Ice Room

The original leader, Lok Gor, has been eliminated by Big D, and now Big D is the leader of Wo Shing Wo.

Jimmy inherited his position as the boss, Lung Kin, and became a hall master in Wo Luen Shing.

After Big D, Jimmy is the biggest.

After all, Jimmy never wanted to be involved in the underworld; he was just using that identity to protect himself.

Originally, the mainland did not welcome these gangsters doing business.

Fortunately, Li Jian helped him with his studies.

A rising star in the Hong Kong Island Police Force is still worth recruiting.

Jimmy has now established a trading company that specializes in exporting home appliances such as televisions, DVDs, VCDs, and Walkmans to mainland China, and also sells some pirated DVDs on the side.

The customs process has been completed, so everything is going smoothly.

Upon seeing the signboard that read "Jiayuan Trading," Li Jian stepped inside.

"Jimmy!"

Guided by the receptionist, Li Jian arrived at Jimmy's office.

Jimmy quickly got up and asked his secretary to pour him some tea: "Brother Jian."

Li Jian nodded to him and sat down in the boss's chair: "Jimmy, I have a batch of money to deal with."

Jimmy said, "No problem, how much?"

Li Jian casually uttered a number: "12 billion."

Jimmy stroked his chin and said, "12 billion Hong Kong dollars is indeed a lot. It will probably take a month."

Li Jian said, "Dao Le."

puff--

Jimmy coughed up the phlegm and coughed violently.

"Seriously, Jian-ge? Are you kidding me?"

Li Jian said, "Jimmy, you know I never joke when it comes to money."

Even though Jimmy has made a lot of money recently, he still can't believe the figure of 12 billion dollars.

"Brother, did you rob Hang Seng Bank? No, even if it were Hang Seng Bank, they wouldn't have 12 billion in cash."

The 90s were America's heyday.

The Gulf War a few years ago made America arrogant and powerful.

Furthermore, with the Russian leader's self-disclosure, America is second to none on the entire planet.

所以这个时期的阿美莉卡经济进入长达10年的繁荣期(1991-2001),年均GDP增速约3.5%,失业率降至4%以下。

Its economic, technological, military, and cultural influence reached its peak, establishing its "unipolar hegemony."

Military spending accounts for nearly 40% of global spending (approximately US$2,800 billion in 1999).

America in the 90s was one of the strongest periods in its history in terms of overall strength.

The current exchange rate for KOLs is quite high; one KOL can be exchanged for 8.7 RMB or 7.8 HKD.

In other words, Li Jian has nearly 100 billion Hong Kong dollars in his hands.

Mom!

The Hong Kong dollar was quite strong in those days.

At the beginning of the 90s, property prices on Hong Kong Island were still between HK$2000 and HK$2500 per square meter.

By 94, which is next year, the property prices on Hong Kong Island will rise to 6000-7000 per square meter, more than tripling.

Li Jian said, "I'll launder this money, then buy a lot of real estate, office buildings, residential buildings, shops, everything. If possible, I'll set up a real estate company so we can buy and build our own houses."

Jimmy was overjoyed upon hearing this: "Brother Jian, you're going to get into real estate! I'm also very optimistic about real estate. Brother Jian, why don't you resign from the police force? I guarantee that within five years, you will definitely become one of the richest men in Hong Kong. At that time, even the Governor of Hong Kong will have to invite you as an honored guest. You'll be even more prestigious than the top cop!"

Jimmy is right.

In Hong Kong Island, money talks.

Bigwigs like Li Bancheng, Guo, and Huo held positions no less important than high-ranking government officials.

Government officials cannot remain in their positions forever, but the super-rich are permanent.

As long as you don't do anything reckless, you'll never run out of money.

Li Jian shook his head and said, "Of course I want to be a tycoon, but I have to do it quietly. Being a policeman is my hobby, and now that I can continue, of course I want to keep doing it."

Don't you think catching bad guys every day is a very fulfilling thing?

Jimmy's lips twitched; he simply couldn't understand Li Jian's thinking.

Jimmy said, "If it's less than HK$100 million, I can launder it, but for a sum as large as HK$12 billion, I'll have to hire a professional money laundering team."

Li Jian nodded and said, "Professional matters should be handled by professionals. Don't be afraid to spend money. As long as this money can be laundered clean, I can accept a 30% loss."

And I'm confident I can double this money within three years.

This is certainly not an exaggeration.

Even without any external support, based solely on Li Jian's predictions for Hong Kong's economy, doubling it wouldn't be a problem, let alone increasing it tenfold.

"Hey, Jian-ge, it's lunchtime already."

Jimmy looked up at his watch.

Li Jian laughed and said, "Wow, Jimmy, you're wearing a Rolex now. How much did that big gold watch cost?"

Jimmy smiled shyly: "It's to make a good impression. People in the North value this. If you don't dress smartly when you go out, they'll look down on you."

Li Jian didn't drive; he got into Jimmy's Mercedes.

Jimmy asked, "Brother Jian, where should we eat?"

Li Jian said, "Kowloon Ice Room."

Upon hearing this, Jimmy said, "Kowloon Ice Room? That name sounds familiar."

Li Jian said, "Of course you've heard of him. The boss is Nine-Dragon, who disappeared a few years ago, but he's back now."

Nine-Dragoned Blade?

Jimmy scratched his head and said, "I've heard of that name before. He's pretty good at fighting. I think he used to hang out with Red Star, but I haven't heard from him since."

In Jimmy's eyes, Nine-Dragon was just a relatively capable fighter, not worth mentioning at all.

Jimmy said, "Since it's run by people from the underworld, there's bound to be more disputes. Should we go somewhere else?"

Li Jian laughed and said, "You, a big shot in Wo Shing Wo, are you afraid of trouble?"

Jimmy shook his head and said, "No, Brother Jian, there's always trouble in places like this. I haven't seen you in a long time, and I'd like to have a nice meal with you and ask you for advice."

Li Jian said, "It's alright. I'll have a couple more men keep watch outside. If anyone dares to mess with us, we'll beat them up."

Jimmy thought about it and realized he was right.

The Mercedes-Benz was parked outside the Kowloon Cafe.

Before it had even come to a complete stop, a motorcycle cut in and parked in the space first.

The motorcycle roared past the street corner, its exhaust pipe spewing out pungent blue smoke.

The three energetic young men on the bus were like a spilled palette of colors—

The one at the very front had a fluorescent green spiky hairstyle, with so much hair gel it could pop a balloon.

The red-haired boy in the middle had a mohawk dyed tomato sauce color, and the word "crazy" was shaved on the back of his head;

The blond-haired man at the back had greasy, shoulder-length hair and looked like a badly fried French fry.

Green Hair held the handle with one hand and held a sizzling cigarette in the other, the nicotine smoke leaving a long pink trail in the wind.

Red Hair was blasting cheesy DJ music from his phone, the cheap speaker making the gas tank cap vibrate. The thick gold chain around his neck was whipping against his collarbone in time with the rhythm.


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