PFC Chapter 307 Lu Qichang Uses Another Force to His Own Way
Chapter 307 Lu Qichang Uses Another Force to His Own Way
"Mr. Jiang, I have lost."
"You are indeed very strong; I am no match for you."
In front of everyone, Yi Tianxing slowly stood up and said with a sincere expression.
Seeing this, Jiang Tiansheng smiled and said, "Mr. Yi Tianxing's methods are also quite good."
In that tone.
It shows both respect for the opponent and the composure of a victor.
Jiang Tiansheng and Yi Tianxing exchanged a smile, seemingly burying the hatchet.
And that was the end of that.
...
After leaving the gambling table, Jiang Tiansheng returned to the corner where he had been, and once again adopted an aloof attitude, refusing to talk to anyone who wanted to chat with him.
You have to get past the Hong Kong student hurdle first.
In such situations, Jiang Tiansheng left most of the social obligations to Gangsheng.
For those who want to communicate with Jiang Tiansheng, Gangsheng's set of social skills is sufficient.
Whenever Gangsheng helped Jiang Tiansheng with these matters, he would always respond politely and appropriately: "Thank you for your trust, boss. Don't worry, we will contact you again when we get back."
"Then thank you very much, Madam Jiang. Rest assured, our company's sincerity is absolutely the greatest, and we will definitely satisfy you."
"Madam Chiang, could you please give me one of your business cards?"
With your help, we feel much more at ease.
Coincidentally, Gang Sheng and Wang Tianfeng look somewhat alike, so most of the people who came to find Jiang Tiansheng mistook Gang Sheng for Wang Tianfeng.
After exchanging ideas with the real big shots at the banquet, Jiang Tiansheng, the big boss, felt a bit tired, so he went out to rest for a while and let the Hong Kong man next to him, who was mistaken by everyone as "Mrs. Jiang," deal with the small business owners.
Who would it be?
In this situation, most people would probably do the same thing, and it's perfectly reasonable.
With Jiang Tiansheng's tacit approval, Gang Sheng temporarily possessed this special "identity card".
With this identity.
Only when she interacts with the bosses around her will they truly take her seriously and value her words.
After quite some time, we finally managed to get rid of all those bosses.
Gang Sheng breathed a sigh of relief and walked up to Jiang Tiansheng without complaining.
She simply looked at Jiang Tiansheng with those tender eyes, her gaze seemingly holding a thousand unspoken words.
It's as if they didn't say anything at all.
Seeing this, Jiang Tiansheng smiled awkwardly, and then, in front of everyone, he moved a small stool over, sat down in front of Gangsheng, and started massaging her legs.
This made those who had previously doubted the Hong Kong student's identity realize their doubts.
They all immediately smiled knowingly.
Even if Hong Kong Sheng is not Wang Tianfeng yet, the fact that Jiang Tiansheng brought him to the Governor's banquet, coupled with Jiang Tiansheng's reputation as a "lustful devil," shows that he is a remarkable man.
Even if she isn't Madame Chiang now, she certainly will be in the future.
With that thought in mind, everyone felt relieved.
"Mr. Jiang, this..."
Hong Sheng blushed deeply, the blush spreading all the way to her earlobes, and her eyes also revealed a lot of panic. She was still a young girl who had never experienced the ways of the world.
She was so embarrassed that she didn't know what to do.
"Massaging your legs will do you good. You're tired too, so close your eyes and rest for a while."
This business dinner is no big deal for me.
Jiang Tiansheng said with a smile.
"Then I'll do as you say, Mr. Jiang."
Gang Sheng subconsciously obeyed Jiang Tiansheng's words and slowly closed his eyes.
The business dinner lasted for more than three hours.
In fact, Jiang Tiansheng could have left long ago, but if he had left, Gangsheng would never have had such a good opportunity again. Jiang Tiansheng's painstaking efforts are truly admirable.
This gives us a glimpse into the situation.
Those around them who witnessed this scene did not find anything wrong with Jiang Tiansheng doing such a thing to the woman next to him in public.
Most people praised it.
There were also many female companions at the banquet.
They are not people from the company or the entertainment industry, but proper ladies.
Seeing this, they couldn't help but throw a tantrum at their husbands, saying sourly, "Look at Mr. Jiang, no wonder he's made a fortune."
"You treat your wife so well, can't you learn from her?"
This left the men around him with no choice but to give a helpless, bitter smile.
You can't just learn this casually.
"Those who learn from me will live, those who imitate me will die."
It's perfectly acceptable for Mr. Chiang to do something like this at such a formal occasion, a business dinner hosted by the Governor of Hong Kong; everyone who saw it praised him.
But if it were an ordinary person, someone with such an unremarkable identity, they would do this.
In return, all you'll likely get is ridicule from others.
Their social status and position are what they are.
However, faced with his wife's complaints, he couldn't easily refute her in this situation, so he could only offer a few perfunctory words for the time being.
Their attitude made many women at the banquet even more envious of Gang Sheng, who looked like a little princess, like Sleeping Beauty.
The Hong Kong student was probably really exhausted.
I slept for quite a long time.
When I woke up, the banquet had already ended for quite some time.
At this moment, the night outside the car window was deep, and the bustling street scene kept receding into the distance.
Hong Kong rubbed his head, looked around, and realized
After what happened, he quickly looked at Jiang Tiansheng apologetically, and as soon as he opened his mouth, a strong smell of alcohol wafted out.
Her face also revealed a charming expression born of intoxication.
"Mr. Jiang, I'm sorry."
"I'm embarrassed," said the Hong Kong student.
"It's nothing, you should rest for a while before we talk."
Jiang Tiansheng responded calmly.
"Mr. Jiang, where are we going now?"
Looking at the time, Gang Sheng realized it was getting late and he didn't seem to be home yet, so he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.
He had just agreed to some things during the day, and now it was already evening, and he was drunk. Wasn't this just an opportunity?
Well.
A fantastic opportunity has come knocking on our door.
She thought so.
Her fair and delicate face flushed red and then turned pale, her shyness written all over her face.
Seeing her like this, Jiang Tiansheng joked, "Of course I'm going to take you to my villa. You've done me a great favor today, entertaining me for so long."
“It would be so heartless of me to leave you here at night.”
"So I plan to take you to my villa so you can experience the warm hospitality of your boss."
Hearing Jiang Tiansheng say this, Gangsheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
She stared intently at Jiang Tiansheng.
She wasn't sure if Jiang Tiansheng was joking with her.
After hesitating for a long time and mustering up a lot of courage, Gang Sheng finally asked, "Really?"
They looked as if they were both expecting and afraid to hear the answer.
Looking at her like this, Jiang Tiansheng smiled and said, "What, you seem to be looking forward to it?"
Hong Sheng subconsciously shook her head, but her girlish reserve made her quickly say, "If you don't want to take me there, my family..."
"I can take you back."
After hearing this, Jiang Tiansheng spoke again.
Just from those words, Gang Sheng felt a pang of disappointment and wanted to slap himself.
He blamed himself for speaking too quickly and then fell silent.
Jiang Tiansheng didn't say anything more.
He actually instructed the driver to take the girl back to her place, escorting her all the way to her doorstep and watching her go into her room before Jiang Tiansheng returned to his black Rolls-Royce.
He left safely.
Looking out the window at Jiang Tiansheng's receding figure, Gangsheng didn't hesitate to slap himself, saying with annoyance, "Serves you right for being so tongue-tied, now look what happened."
"Mr. Jiang has really left. You've wasted such a good opportunity."
"I wonder if there will be another one next time."
"Sir, please let me go back to the police station."
please! "
Under the streetlights along a main road in Kowloon, Zhang Lang hurriedly climbed into a Jeep and loudly complained to Lu Qichang, who was sitting in the passenger seat.
"I really can't do this undercover job anymore! My girlfriend is getting married to someone else, you know that?"
Moreover, it would be fine if I infiltrated another organization.
"But you actually want me to join Hung Hing? Isn't that sending me to my death?!"
"I also need to infiltrate Mr. Chiang's side. Everyone in Hong Kong knows Mr. Chiang. Even the old ladies buying vegetables on the roadside know that Mr. Chiang is a Justice of the Peace, the richest man in Hong Kong, and one of the top ten richest people in Asia! Even the Governor of Hong Kong has to give Mr. Chiang some face."
When the recently retired Governor of Hong Kong held his retirement ceremony, Mr. Chiang was present. Before the new Governor arrived in Hong Kong, he had to greet Mr. Chiang in advance.
The Governor and other bigwigs in Hong Kong have already shown Mr. Chiang Kai-shek such deference; shouldn't we, the insignificant figures, stop causing trouble?
Zhang Lang was genuinely scared, and he decided to stop associating with those gang members.
He could barely convince himself.
But when it comes to playing mind games and scheming against a business tycoon like Mr. Jiang, who has connections in both the legal and illegal worlds and is someone even the top police officer deals with regularly, Zhang Lang doesn't think he could be a match for him.
Moreover, Mr. Jiang has many bodyguards around him.
Hung Hing has a great reputation in various triads and underworld organizations, as well as those forces operating secretly internationally. Any of these forces could easily detect its existence.
His undercover work is doomed in no time.
"Boss, if all else fails, how about you arrange for someone to infiltrate Mr. Jiang's inner circle?"
Even if you get into Hung Hing, you might not be able to meet Mr. Chiang.
Zhang Lang knew perfectly well that he was just a small undercover agent. Even if he was in the underworld, he was just an insignificant nobody, not even a high-ranking official. How could he possibly know so much? Those kinds of information were simply beyond his wildest dreams.
Moreover, although the boss in front of me is a decent person.
But I'm afraid my subordinates won't have the guts to do things, so I usually keep many things from them.
After all, without reliable undercover agents, how can these officers get promoted and make money?
Zhang Lang clasped his hands together, adopting a pleading expression, hoping that the officer in front of him would change his mind, but he was disappointed in the end.