Under Sir Rong's lead, Wang Jin came to a room. At this time, there were already several people in the room. Among them, there were several familiar faces.
Sir Rong called everyone over and introduced them to Wang Jin one by one.
"This fatty is Senior Inspector Liang Jianbo. You can call him Fatty!”
"This thinner one, senior agent Qiang, will follow you in future operations. They will help you out and so on!”
"This is Agent Ah Shui and Agent Ah Yong. They are in charge of monitoring the periphery!”
* Cough cough *
After introducing everyone, Rong Guo coughed and solemnly introduced Wang Jin to everyone.
"This is Wan Chai Police Station's probationary inspector, Sir Wang! He was specially transferred over to be in charge of this protection operation. In the future, all your actions will be under his command!”
"I don't think I need to say much about how powerful Sir Wang is. You should all know, right?”
"That's right, that's right! Everyone in Xiangjiang City knew the name of the Riot Extermination Detective!”
Fatty was the first to speak with a smile on his face, flattering Wang Jin. After all, Wang Jin would be his immediate superior in the future, so he naturally had to quickly curry favor with him.
"Love, it's all love! Keep a low profile, you must keep a low profile…"
Wang Jin waved his hand, indicating that everyone did not have to flatter him so much.
Seeing that Wang Jin was getting along well with his colleagues, Sir Rong nodded in satisfaction and instructed Ah Qiang before leaving.
"Hurry up and invite Miss Yang over to recognize her!”
"Oh, oh! I'll go now!"
Ah Qiang, who was a little cute and stupid, finally reacted and hurriedly went out to look for Miss Yang.
"Sir Wang, please take good care of these subordinates during this period of time! I still have a case to deal with, so I'll take my leave first. Please forgive me for my lack of hospitality. Next time you come, I'll treat you to a drink!”
Rong Guo bowed to Wang Jin in embarrassment. He also wanted to entertain him, but he couldn't stay for long because of the case.
He could only plead guilty and ask Wang Jin to drink with him next time as an apology.
"It's okay, Sir Rong! If you have something to do, go ahead! If you want to drink, as long as you call me, I'll definitely be there no matter how late it is!”
Wang Jin knew that Sir Rong had a case, so he didn't ask him to stay any longer. He motioned for him to go ahead and not worry about him.
As for the arranged drinking party, it was also a good thing to expand his network, so Wang Jin naturally would not refuse.
Fatty, who was standing at the side, saw that Wang Jin was able to sit firmly as a probationary inspector despite his young age. He was even chatting and laughing with his superior. It was needless to say how envious he was.
He, Fatty, had been a police officer for more than ten years before he climbed to the position of senior inspector. Compared to Wang Jin, these ten years were simply eaten by dogs.
Soon, the door was pushed open and Yang Qian 'er and her lawyer walked into the meeting room.
Yang Qian 'er was wearing a black low-cut dress. Her wavy hair was tied to one side. When she sat down, her snow-white and slender legs were close together. The hem of her dress was gently lifted, revealing a pair of jade feet in slender high heels.
This made Yang Qian 'er's long legs look even longer, even a little out of line.
The people around them subconsciously swallowed their saliva. Ah Qiang wished that his eyes could sink into Yang Qian 'er's body.
Even Wang Jin's eyes couldn't help but flash with amazement.
After transmigrating, the only beauties Wang Jin had seen were Yazi and Le Huizhen. However, their appearances and temperaments were similar. Yang Qian 'er, on the other hand, had a completely different style from Yazi and Le Huizhen. Each had their own merits.
Seeing that everyone had fallen for Yang Qian 'er's charm and was unable to extricate themselves, Wang Jin suddenly coughed and woke everyone up.
Fatty was the first to wake up. He used the newspaper in his hand to cover his face and hide his embarrassment so that no one could see his expression clearly.
Ah Qiang, on the other hand, had a headache. When he woke up, he looked at a loss, like a primary school student who had made a mistake and was caught.
Fortunately, Fatty quickly helped him out.
"Qiang, come here!"
Fatty made a face at Qiang, and with a mysterious expression, he called Qiang over.
"What are you doing!"
Ah Qiang, who was walking over, felt that Fatty was acting strange and quickly asked what was going on.
Fatty stole a glance at Wang Jin and found that Wang Jin was no longer looking at him. He quickly covered his face with the newspaper and whispered in Qiang's ear.
With Wang Jin's current hearing, he naturally heard it clearly.
"Qiang, stay here and accompany Sir Wang and Miss Yang. I'm going to buy a horse and place a bet!”
It turned out that Po was studying the newspaper just now. He was thinking about which horse to bet on.
The words " betting on horses " flashed across Wang Jin's mind like a bolt of lightning, making his eyes light up.
Horse racing was legal in Xiangjiang City. More than half of the people in Xiangjiang City gambled on horse racing. It was one of the largest gambling industries in Xiangjiang City. Additionally, the individual income didn't need to pay taxes. Only 17% of the bonus would be taken as a public welfare fund.
Wang Jin had a lot of money on him. If he didn't indulge in debauchery, he wouldn't be able to use it up in his lifetime.
However, it was more troublesome to turn this money into legal income. Because of the huge amount of money, even if he wanted to wash it out, it was not something that could be done in a short time.
However, it was different with horse racing. As long as Wang Jin won the prize, he would receive cash and mix the money.
As long as Wang Jin didn't deposit the cash in his bank account or buy fixed assets that exceeded the amount of money he won from the horse race.
In this era, even if the police came to investigate, they couldn't find out how much money Wang Jin had or how much money he had spent.
After all, it was very difficult to check the consumption records of cash transactions!
With this thought in mind, Wang Jin's body unconsciously walked to Fatty and Qiang's side, giving them a fright.
"Sir Wang, when did you arrive? You scared me!"
Fatty patted his chest, looking frightened.
"That's right! Sir, why are you walking so quietly?”
Ah Qiang was also complaining. At this moment, he seemed to have forgotten that the person standing in front of him was his superior.
Fortunately, Wang Jin was concerned about the horse betting and did not argue with him.
Otherwise, someone else would definitely make things difficult for him.
"I just heard that you want to buy a horse, and I happen to want to buy one too. What do you want to buy?”
Wang Jin leaned over and winked at the two of them, looking like an old gambler.
Suddenly, Fatty and Ah Qiang were pleasantly surprised. It was as if they had found an organization, and they became even more enthusiastic towards Wang Jin.
" African warriors, of course!"
"It must be Xin Si Li!"
The two of them argued for a while, but they couldn't come to a conclusion. Wang Jin had to come out and be the peacemaker.
"Then Qiang, I'll have to trouble you to stay here and keep Miss Yang company. I'll go bet with Po!”
As he said this, Wang Jin had already put his arm around Fatty's shoulder and walked out of the conference room.
"Thank you, Sir Wang!"
Ah Qiang had a pleasantly surprised expression. He didn't expect that he would be the one staying here. He thought that Wang Jin would let him, who had the lowest position, run errands.
Ah Qiang was naturally willing to spend more time with Miss Yang, whom he liked.
Wang Jin, who had his arm around Fatty's shoulder, came all the way to the betting station.
The betting station was not far from the police station, two minutes away.
The reason why he brought Fatty out was to let him earn a sum of money with him, so that he wouldn't always cheat his little buddy and eat too unsightly.
No matter what, the two of them were his subordinates now. He could not lose too much face.
" Ten thousand, African warrior!"
In front of the betting station, Wang Jin swiftly gave 10,000 yuan and bet on the African warrior.
He remembered that in the plot, the African warriors won. Who wouldn't want to earn free money?
"Fatty, aren't you buying?"
Wang Jin noticed from the corner of his eye that Fatty was still standing in front of the betting station. He was in a dilemma, obviously considering whether to buy or not.
His boss was here. If he didn't buy it, he would offend his new boss. However, he couldn't bear to spend money to bet.
Wang Jin guessed that Fatty was reluctant to part with money, so he immediately spoke.
"Is there not enough money? Didn't you also want to buy African warriors just now? I'll lend you 10,000 yuan. If you win, it's on you. If you lose, it's on me!”
"Sir Wang, this isn't good, right?"
Fatty's conflicted expression turned into shock.
"What's wrong with that? You're my subordinate, and now we're gambling buddies. Ten thousand yuan isn't a big deal!”
"Thank you, Sir Wang! In the future, I'll hit wherever you point. I'll be your most loyal underling!”
Fatty patted his chest, his eyes slightly red. He was extremely touched and regarded Wang Jin as his confidant.
"Stop stirring up emotions here. You're not suitable. Do you know that you're too ugly?”
Wang Jin patted Fatty's shoulder and scolded him jokingly.
After that, Wang Jin thought of something and specially reminded Fatty.
"Also, remember to help Qiang place a bet with that 1,000 yuan. Don't bet on any Sinsi, just bet on the African warriors!”
With Wang Jin's instructions and his eyes on the side, Fatty didn't do anything funny. He obediently put all of Qiang's 1000 yuan into the African soldier.
"Fatty, you should lose some weight. It's almost mealtime. Go buy something good and bring it back for our brothers to eat. I'll go buy a pack of cigarettes and go back!”
Wang Jin took out a big golden bull (1,000 yuan note), handed it to Fatty, and sent him away from the betting station.
Watching Fatty's figure gradually disappear, Wang Jin found another betting station nearby.
"Boss, bet on the African warrior, 100,000 won!”。
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