Hong Kong News: Police Talker

Chapter 1180 Zeng Xiangrong's Little Thoughts

Zeng Xiangrong also heard these rumors, and his eyes immediately lit up. He summoned his trusted aide and ordered, "Go and find out what's going on with Kuang Zhili. I need the truth, not the rumors."

Seeing Zeng Xiangrong's cold gaze, the confidant immediately bowed respectfully and said, "Yes, Director."

Upon hearing the name of the section chief, Zeng Xiangrong smiled broadly, waved his hand to let the other person get on with their work, and then sat in his office, gazing at the view outside the floor-to-ceiling windows as he began to ponder.

What came to mind was what the Secretary for Justice, Raymond Lai, had said at the gathering last night: “Inspector Tsang, that Watson has been quite busy lately, with the Landlord Association and the Z Foundation. As far as I know, this Z Foundation has a big shot backing it up, so now is the best time for you to make your move within the police force.”

"No matter what you do, as long as you do it discreetly, Watson and his gang won't find out. Their attention has already been drawn to the Z Foundation."

"I have a suggestion: no matter how strong a castle is, once it starts to collapse from the inside, it is not impossible to break through it. As the saying goes, a thousand-mile dike can be destroyed by an ant hole. Surely Sir Zeng is aware of this principle?"

Seeing the strange look in Li Yonglian's eyes, Zeng Xiangrong grinned, raised his glass and said, "Of course I know. Come, let's have a drink together and wait for my good news."

Zeng Xiangrong was still considering who to target, but she suddenly heard the rumors about Kuang Zhili, which instantly piqued her interest.

He had been watching all the recent actions within the police force closely. Li Wenbin, his former rival, had now joined Hua Sheng's ranks, which had further enhanced Hua Sheng's reputation within the police force, and an invincible aura began to emanate from him.

It can be said that within the police force, although Watson is still the Deputy Commissioner of Operations, he exercises the powers of the Commissioner of Police. All departments must obey Watson's orders, and no one dares to cause trouble or even offer opinions. Only those who are close to him dare to voice their opinions.

Everyone seems to have forgotten that there is another deputy commissioner in the police force—Deputy Commissioner for Management Tsang Heung-wing!

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When Zeng Xiangrong received the information from his trusted subordinate, he couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. He hadn't expected Kuang Zhili to be so reckless. Even he himself wouldn't dare to provoke Hua Sheng, yet Kuang Zhili dared to provoke Hua Sheng's old subordinate. Wasn't this just like looking for trouble?

"But that's exactly the kind of person I need right now. He's capable, but he doesn't seem very magnanimous. After being mocked by Chen Yongren and reprimanded by Li Wenbin, his heart is probably already filled with anger and even hatred..."

Thinking of this, Zeng Xiangrong's lips curled up slightly. He took out his phone, typed a text message, and sent it out.

When Chen Yongren received the text message, his pupils constricted and his brows furrowed as he read the contents. He stared at the text on his phone, wondering what the other party wanted to do.

Is this an attempt to win me over?

Or do you want to become a double agent?

Various thoughts surfaced in Kwong Chi-lap's mind, and a conflicted expression appeared on his face. He knew very well that in the police force now, it was Watson's one-man show, and no one dared to disobey.

Can Zeng Xiangrong, who has been suppressed to the point of disappearing without a trace, really help me change the situation?

Don't end up losing more than you gain by trying to steal a chicken; that would be a huge loss.

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As night falls, Hong Kong Island reveals the charm of Asia's premier city.

Countless young men and women also came out of their homes, and the streets and alleys were filled with young people. The bars and nightclubs with their flashing signs were bustling with activity.

In a private room at an upscale club, Zeng Xiangrong had invited two female escorts to sing. They were singing passionately, while his other hand was wandering around inappropriately, causing the girl next to him to blush, though this was not visible in the dim lighting.

Suddenly, the door to the private room was pushed open, and Kwong Chi-lap appeared in the doorway. However, he did not come in but stood at the doorway looking at the situation inside the private room.

Zeng Xiangrong's eyes lit up, but he didn't greet them immediately. Instead, he patted the two girls next to him and said, "You two go out first."

The two young women reluctantly got up, their affectionate gazes fixed on Zeng Xiangrong, for in such a short time they had already received tens of thousands of yuan in tips...

However, Zeng Xiangrong was very resolute and made no move to stop them, so they could only reluctantly leave the private room.

Zeng Xiangrong came to the door himself, greeting him with a big smile: "Ali, can I call you Ali? Come on, it's just the two of us here today, let's have some fun!"

With that, he pulled Kwong Chi-lap into the private room and closed the door.

After sitting down, Zeng Xiangrong immediately lit a cigar and handed it to Kuang Zhili: "Here, have a taste. This is a classic Cuban cigar. It is said that each one is made by a young girl using her thigh, and it is filled with the fragrance of a young girl."

Kuang Zhili raised an eyebrow. He had heard of this kind of thing, but had never tasted it.

After all, he was working for Li Wenbin, not a boss who liked to embezzle and break the law.

Seeing that Kuang Zhili was hesitant, Zeng Xiangrong shoved the cigar into his mouth and said with a smile, "Try it, this taste is really amazing, just like smoking. But don't inhale it, let the cigar smoke swirl in your mouth and you will be able to experience that wonderful taste."

As he spoke, Zeng Xiangrong lit another cigarette, took a deep drag, and then lay down on the sofa, closing his eyes to savor the wonderful taste.

Seeing the expression of enjoyment on the other person's face, Kuang Zhili hesitated for a moment, then put it in his mouth, took a sip, and began to imitate Zeng Xiangrong's actions, lying on the sofa to experience it.

The rich aroma swirled in his mouth, plunging Kwong Chi-lap, who had never smoked a cigar before, into a wonderful sensation.

Zeng Xiangrong opened his eyes, looked at Kuang Zhili beside him who was enjoying himself, and smiled slightly. He then said, "Ali, can I call you Ali? I'll let you enjoy yourself today."

As he spoke, he pressed a button behind him. Just as Kuang Zhili was completely bewildered, a row of women dressed in cheongsams walked in gracefully and gave them a deep bow.

These women did not appear to be hostesses, but rather ladies from prominent families, whose demeanor and temperament were impeccable.

"Ali, don't worry, this place is run by a friend. These are all high-quality items only available to internal staff. If you don't like them, you can exchange them. We also have other styles; if you can think of it, you can find it here. Satisfaction guaranteed..."

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