At eleven o'clock in the morning, the A goods stall closed.
Gu Zhengyi leaned against the door of a store that was open all night. He threw 50 yuan to the owner, who was reading the horse book newspaper and studying tomorrow's horse ticket, and asked for a pack of Marlboros. Then, he turned around and looked at a police car that was patrolling not far away. He was filled with emotions.
Gu Zhengyi's current identity was that of a gangster in He Lian Sheng. However, no one knew that he was also a spy in He Lian Sheng.
Every year, the police force would select a group of students from the police academy. They might not be the best, but they were definitely the most suitable to be spies. These students would be ambushed at various locations as spies.
Because there was once a student who had been undercover for decades and finally became the leader of a large club.
During the years he was in charge, he had restrained the gangsters under him. Hong Kong's security had improved a lot. When he left office, he handed over the club's name list to the police, and the club collapsed.
From then on, the police force had this tradition. Instead of spending all their effort to deal with those gangsters who could not be caught, it was better to let their spies infiltrate the internal department and stop the boiling water. It was better to pull the rug out from under the fire!
However, Gu Zhengyi had a headache. He was clearly a spy, but no officer in the police force had ever contacted him.
He actually didn't want to be a gangster, nor did he want to be a spy. Since ancient times, what good ending could a snitch have?
He only wanted to do business peacefully, earn money, live in a villa on the mountain, drive a luxury car, and be called handsome by others when they met him.
However, he had no choice. He could only continue to be a spy in He Lian Sheng.
However, even an undercover had to eat. During the undercover period, the police force would not give him a salary.
However, it was not a big problem. In the past few years, he had used his identity as a four-in-nine from He Lian Sheng to start a high-quality clothing business and made a lot of money!
But it was not enough. He wanted to earn a lot of money! When he earned enough money, he would quit being a spy in the police force! Donate tens of millions, be a peace gentleman, retire early, and enjoy life!
After the police car disappeared into the night, Gu Zhengyi looked away and muttered,""No. 3 or No. 17?" The owner's eyes never left the Horse Sutra.
Gu Zhengyi pulled the horse book over playfully. He glanced at it and pointed at a photo of a horse's head." I've chosen number 19! Looking at his arrogant eyes, he was sure to win!”
The fat boss glared at Gu Zhengyi and threw him a pack of Marlboros and 9 yuan in change.
"A fool, don't scare me if you don't understand! Number 19 was lame! The odds were 1:32! Do you think your brother is stupid?"
"That's hard to say. If there aren't a few dark horses every year, it might be number 19 this time! Here, Brother Zhao, the road to wealth is pointed out to you. Whether you can grasp it or not depends on yourself!”
Gu Zhengyi laughed and took out a Marlboros and handed it to the boss. He then casually blew some water on the boss.
"Throw!" The fat boss cursed and took a new lighter from the cigarette cabinet. After lighting it for Gu Zhengyi, he lit it for himself and put the lighter back in its original position.
The fat boss took a deep breath and blew out a smoke ring skillfully. After being interrupted by Gu Zhengyi, he was no longer in the mood to study the lottery.
She put the magazine aside. It was quite boring to guard the store for a long night.
He started to chat with Gu Zhengyi because Gu Zhengyi was a noob in He Lian Sheng.
The topic inevitably turned to the biggest event in Hong Kong recently-He Lian Sheng's biannual election for the new chairman.
"A ***, now that You and Lian Sheng are famous, everyone in Hong Kong is talking about You and Lian Sheng choosing a new dojo. Big D and Le caused a huge commotion!
Na! If you had to choose, would you choose Big D or Master Le?”
Gu Zhengyi looked in the direction of the night market with a cigarette in his mouth. There were a few familiar figures walking towards him. They were his underlings who had already closed their stalls.
Gu Zhengyi took a deep puff of his cigarette. The scarlet cigarette lit up the night sky. He threw the half-smoked cigarette on the ground and kicked it back and forth.
Without looking back, he waved his hand at the store owner behind him.
"You want me to choose? Of course I choose string explosion!"
"Burst?" The store owner didn't know how to react. He and Uncle Lian Sheng's father were already so old. How could they still come out and choose?
Besides, only Big D and Le had been chosen as the candidates for this year's election. They had to choose one of them. Yesterday, news had come out that Le had been chosen. Big D was not convinced and was prepared to cause trouble.
Why would he choose string explosion?
The store owner was stunned for a moment before he reacted. He felt that this bastard was playing a prank on him, but he was also curious why Gu Zhengyi chose to string the explosions.
"Why?!" he shouted.”
Gu Zhengyi was surrounded by his underlings. He turned around and smiled brightly at the store owner. He said seriously,"Because he said he would take us to the moon!”
"Throw! F * ck! "F * ck!" This time, the store owner confirmed that this scumbag was playing with him. His tongue was instantly like a lotus flower, and his mouth was full of fragrance.
"Hahaha…" Gu Zhengyi's laughter was louder than the boss's scolding.
On the way back to where they were staying, Big North, who had a big build and a bad brain, asked in a silly manner,""Boss, should we support Big D in choosing the person in charge?”
In his hand was a bag of money that he had received from Ah Quan. This was the turnover of the eight stalls that sold A-grade goods tonight. According to the thickness and weight, Gu Zhengyi felt that it was at least two hundred thousand Hong Kong dollars.
"Big D? Why?" Hearing Big North's words, Gu Zhengyi was a little confused. Putting aside whether they were qualified to choose, even if they were, they would not get involved in such matters.
The head of the club, the person in charge, might look glorious, but how many years could he be glorious? He had one foot in the prison and one foot in the coffin.
Gu Zhengyi had transmigrated to this world of Hong Kong and was still carrying an undercover identity. He did not want to get involved in these matters. If he was involved and accidentally exposed his undercover identity, it would be a big joke.
As long as no one in the club stopped him from making money, he would not get involved in the club's trivial matters.
However, if someone in the club stopped him from making money or bullied him, he would definitely be the fiercest and evilest among the spies.
Gu Zhengyi had always felt that the words of his boss, who had already gone down to sell salted duck eggs, were very reasonable and remembered them in his heart.
"Those who come out to mingle nowadays, if they have money, they will call you handsome behind your back. If they don't have money, they will scold you in front of your face and spit on your face!”
He was prepared to be a handsome boy. In his previous life, he had enough of being a prostitute. He had transmigrated all the way here. In this life, he would rather die than be a prostitute!
In Hong Kong, as long as you have money, you can do whatever you want. Therefore, in the past three years, Gu Zhengyi had been low-key in dealing with his head and undercover identity, while desperately earning some quick money within the tolerance of the police force to accumulate his initial capital.
This was because his Big Brother Baishan and Old Ding had died. As for Stanley's Stanley, he was originally on the same level as their underlings. In He Lian Sheng, he was considered a peripheral person and did not have much strength.
Although he did not have any say in He Lian Sheng, there were benefits. As long as he did not take the initiative to get involved in the club's matters, no one would bother him. Even if he was wearing the skin of a gangster now, he was still a criminal! He wanted to be a good person! About the club! He wasn't interested and didn't want to touch it!
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