dkrc Chapter 30 forms one group, achievements
Chapter 30 forms one group, achievements
Although Manager Lu had long since left the old Zha Police Station, he was not dismissed or retired, but rather promoted to the General Bureau.
But no one dared to abandon him after he left, so they didn't give him any face.
On the contrary, his prestige increased even more after he went to the General Administration.
Those who had followed him at the old Zha Police Station have now taken up management positions.
If they want to advance further, they will need Manager Lu's support.
Those old brothers and subordinates were just looking for an opportunity to curry favor, and now that someone is offering themselves up for free, how could they be polite?
The two men could already foresee that if news of tonight's events reached the Old Zha Police Station, they would become stepping stones for someone else's promotion tomorrow.
The consequences range from expulsion to imprisonment.
To convict them, there's no need to fabricate charges; ten or eight crimes can be easily found!
None of these former policemen are clean!
If you want to survive in a quagmire, you have no choice but to go along with it.
Those who were truly dedicated to solving the case were either ostracized and forced to leave, or they offended a powerful figure by investigating the case and were thrown into the Huangpu River.
Glug~!
The tall man swallowed hard, his neck stiffening, and said, "You think you know me just because you say so? I know Director Mao too!"
It sounded like an interrogation, but his blustering demeanor betrayed his guilty conscience.
It's just uncertain at the moment, and we're just clinging to a last glimmer of hope.
Seeing the two people's terrified expressions, Lin Wan couldn't help but smile.
He sheathed his dagger and turned to look at the public phone booth five meters ahead: "I need to speak with Manager Lu."
He then ignored the two people and opened the door of the public phone booth.
He took the token out of his bag and dialed the forwarding number.
"Manager Lu, this is Lin Wan."
I have a small favor to ask of you.
I have a friend who brought in a batch of stockings that are better than nylon stockings from the north, intending to sell them to department stores.
I wonder if you could arrange a gathering? I'd like to invite a few business owners to dinner tomorrow night.
Thank you so much!
Oh, and there's one more small favor I'd like to ask you.
There were just two old policemen from the Zha Police Station...
Lin Wan briefly explained the situation, then handed the phone out: "Manager Lu wants to speak with you."
The two exchanged a glance, their faces showing suspicion.
The tall man took the phone and greeted the caller respectfully.
Instantly, his body tensed up as if he had been electrocuted, and his face showed fear and awe.
My forehead was covered in cold sweat, and my back was soaked through.
So he was friends with Manager Lu, no wonder he dared to attack them with knives!
For these people, saying more is useless and will only be seen as weakness. Only by directly using force to suppress them can they be made to behave.
"Yes!" The tall man stood ramrod straight and answered loudly with a respectful expression.
Then, he carefully hung up the phone with both hands.
When he looked at the woman beside him again, a fawning smile appeared on his face: "Grandma, we are so sorry, we were blind and didn't recognize your greatness, we offended you...!"
Seeing this, the shorter man's eyebrows furrowed, and he angrily demanded, "Why did you apologize to him?!"
I got kicked in the stomach, and my face is still burning!
The tall man said, "Manager Lu wants us to apologize immediately. If this lady can't forgive us, we'll be going to jail tomorrow!"
"What?!" The shorter man raised an eyebrow, a look of surprise on his face.
He strode forward, a resolute look on his face.
Snapped!
"Grandma, I was wrong!"
Without any warning, he raised his hand and slapped himself hard across the face. The sound was so loud that even the gang members watching the commotion nearby felt a toothache.
This guy is ruthless!
Lin Wan waved her hand dismissively, too lazy to say another word, and hailed a rickshaw.
After this incident, I lost all interest in taking a walk and took a rickshaw straight back to my apartment.
The tall and short men bowed, their faces full of fawning smiles, and respectfully watched the rickshaw disappear at the street corner before finally letting out a long sigh of relief.
The two exchanged a glance and hurriedly slipped into the alleyway next door.
About ten minutes later, the rickshaw stopped downstairs at the apartment building.
Lin Wan opened the apartment door and carefully checked the hidden marks left behind to confirm that no one had entered.
He raised his hand and pointed to the corner of the living room, as if on cue.
Two boxes containing stockings and a makeup bag appeared out of nowhere in the corner.
When you put away the Time-Space Treasure Chest, you can store or retrieve items with just a thought.
The reason I summoned it in the secret room before was to let Lao Zhang see it for himself.
These two boxes of stockings are what we're going to sell to some big businessmen tomorrow.
The transportation station's funding has run out and it urgently needs to be replenished; otherwise, it won't even be able to pay the rent.
Reselling it to several major businessmen allows for a quick return of funds.
Besides, as a reporter, she can't very well sell them herself, can she?
It wouldn't work to hand it over to Lao Zhang's department store either.
A common man is innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime; it will attract covetous eyes.
It will also expose her relationship with Lao Zhang!
Reselling to a few big merchants is currently the most suitable, fastest, and safest way to obtain funds and resources.
Once Shanghai was liberated, there were fewer concerns.
next day
Lin Wan got up on time, washed up, put on makeup, and went to work.
From now on, she is an ordinary reporter and will no longer have the task of gathering intelligence.
At most, occasionally using personal connections to earn some extra money is more in line with the behavior of an ordinary reporter.
I was busy at the newspaper office until 6 p.m. before I finally picked up my bag and walked out the door.
After turning two corners, we arrived at a quaint and luxuriously decorated restaurant: Zuixianlou.
When the waiter led her up to the third floor, to the most luxurious private room, there were already four people sitting inside.
The group was discussing the current situation in hushed tones, shaking their heads and sighing from time to time, expressing their concerns about the future.
"Reporter Lin is here!"
Manager Lu was dressed in a suit, his hair was neatly combed, and he had the air of a successful person.
The others also smiled warmly when they saw the beautiful face at the door.
Since everyone had interacted before, they all greeted each other.
It has to be said that pretty girls have an advantage in social situations.
If he were a male reporter with some fame, he wouldn't be qualified to sit at the same table with these big bosses.
Even if Manager Lu organizes the gathering, at most he'll nod politely in response, but he'll never show any warm or friendly enthusiasm.
"Now that everyone's here, let's serve the food and talk while we eat!"
Manager Lu gave the order, and the restaurant staff brought over plates of dishes.
He barely spoke to Lin Wan during this process, only exchanging a glance with her.
The two have recently been discussing how to seize control of the police station so that they can stage a peaceful uprising when the army enters the city.
However, Mao Sen firmly controlled the police station, and many things needed to be done slowly and deliberately.
Although Manager Lu didn't know why Lin Wan wanted to sell stockings, he figured it was an order from the organization, so he naturally had to cooperate actively.
This concerns my status and treatment after Shanghai is liberated.
If things are done well, that will be a credit to those who defected to the Communists!