Chapter 291 I am building a history museum for the police force

Chapter 291 I am building a history museum for the police force

Chapter 291 I am building a history museum for the police force

Liang Chaoying, wearing a suit and tie and a Citizen watch, sat at the table and said happily, "Ah Tang, I have heard from a friend about the Peak Museum project. It was proposed by Deputy Director of Management Bai Benli."

"The public treasury allocated 500,000 yuan, and the police force is raising the remaining money from charity organizations."

Ho Kwan-hung, the intelligence team leader of the Narcotics Bureau, and Leung Sum-kei, the senior inspector of the Coast Guard Speedboat Team, were both sitting nearby, eating with their chopsticks and enjoying the meal.

The small political team led by Yin Zhaotang holds private meetings once or twice a month.

After all, relationships are built through getting along with each other. The lack of private gatherings, exchanges of feelings, and exchange of interests will naturally distance friends from each other.

In the past, Liao Zhihong would also attend gatherings, but in the past week, Liao Zhihong has been leading a disabled sports team to participate in a Paralympic friendly match in Guangdong Province.

Use the Paralympic Games as a way to exchange feelings between compatriots in the two places.

The photos of the Hong Kong Island Paralympic Team have been published in mainland newspapers. They are quite famous.

As it is a sports team organized by a non-governmental organization, the Hong Kong government has no right to arrange activities for it.

It's really taking advantage.

Liang Xinying wore a white shirt on the upper body, a Gucci belt, a black hip skirt on the lower body, flesh-colored stockings, high heels, and light makeup on her face.

She has thin eyebrows, thick lips, long legs and a slender waist. She has a cool temperament but still retains the charm of a mature woman.

She was holding a brand-name handbag in her hand. After pushing open the door of the private room, she strode to Yin Zhaotang's side. She kissed the man's cheek with her red lips, pulled out a chair and sat down generously. Then she smiled and nodded to apologize: "I'm sorry, someone added a patient, so I'm a little late."

Liang Xinqi deliberately said: "Sister, there is no need to kiss in public, right?"

Liang Xinying put her palm to her lips, waved it to everyone, and said with a sweet smile: "Everyone gives one, it's fair."

Liang Chaoying adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose with a smile on his face, Hu Bochao laughed out loud, and the atmosphere in the box was full of joy.

In the formation of a political team, ties are very important.

When everyone has different demands, a good bond can unite the brothers around the person in charge.

Yin Zhaotang, with his influence in the underworld and business development, is undoubtedly the boss of the group. Dr. Liang is the link, helping to manage the social relations in the political arena.

Among them, Leung Chiu-ying and Leung Sum-kei definitely followed the lead of their eldest sister, and the others also respected Dr. Leung's profession, which saved him a lot of effort.

He and Dr. Liang had already confirmed their relationship two months ago. Without this relationship, Liang Chaoying might not have been willing to join in.

But after this relationship, Liang Xinqi, who initially disliked his smuggling, has quietly let him go. Kinship is indeed the most simple and solid network of relationships in the world.

Even if there is no legal kinship, as long as it is recognized at the social level, resources can be borrowed. However, when Leung Chiu-ying runs for the speaker in the future, he will also give his full support.

Yin Zhaotang took Dr. Liang's hand, gently squeezed it, and said with a smile: "Jun Hong, I remember reading in Police News that the police headquarters has a history museum. Why do they want to build a mountaintop museum?"

Ho Kwan-hung put down his spoon, swallowed the fried rice in his mouth, and said with a smile: "The history museum at the headquarters is only 450 square feet. There are too many collections, and now there is not enough space!"

"Some of the collections are now stored in a commercial building in Wan Chai. Sir Bai renovated the previously abandoned Peak Police Station and used it as the new museum site."

Yin Zhaotang nodded slowly and asked, "How is Bai Benliren?"

Ho Kwan Hung was amused: "Greeks, there is no one who is not greedy! I heard from my friends in the club that if you want to be promoted above the level of superintendent, you will definitely be pulled down if you don't go to the red wine shop owned by Mr. Bai's family and buy a bottle of collection worth hundreds of thousands."

"In the one and a half years since taking office, he has launched more than a dozen new construction projects. In almost all procurement projects related to the police force, there is profiteering."

When there was no ICAC, the foreigners were greedy openly. After the ICAC was established, the foreigners were greedy secretly.

Yin Zhaotang smiled and said, "Okay, Lao Hu, donate 200,000 Hong Kong dollars to the renovation of the police mountaintop museum to support Mr. Bai's business."

The money was not used to bribe Bai Benli, but to give face to Ho Kwan-hung. Although Ho Kwan-hung was still in the "Cigar Club", he borrowed the relationship between Hu and Liang to help the police solve minor legal and administrative problems several times and obtained some "privileges"

In addition, Yin Zhaotang would occasionally use the foundation to help Junhong give some money to his superiors, so Junhong was able to escape the situation of being an inferior and no longer had to endure dirty things, and his spirits improved a lot.

Since they were friends, he would not let Ho Kwan-hung do anything unbearable in order to get information. At most, he could spend more money, use some tricks, and exchange resources. Ho Kwan-hung received his kindness and thanked him: "Thank you, Brother Tang!"

"It's just a small amount of money. You're welcome." Yin Zhaotang raised his red wine glass, stood up and said, "Come on, cheers."

"cheers."

"Drink wins."

Yin Zhaotang finished half a glass of red wine.

"The remaining donations will be used to renovate the five rooftop primary schools in the New Territories. Each of them will be allocated 100,000 yuan for renovation. Two Anglican children's homes will be newly built with 200,000 yuan for each."

"There are also reconstructions of the Guandi Temples in Fanling, Tuen Mun and Lamma Island, with a donation of 150,000 for each temple."

The projects for paying tribute to the gods in the ten public welfare buildings have been arranged.

Although there was no large-scale construction, the money was spent effectively.

Zuo Shou nodded: "Okay, I will make arrangements and start work right away!"

Sha Hui pushed the door open a crack: "Brother Tang, Uncle Sen is here."

"Uncle Mori?"

"Invite him in."

Gao Laosen got the nod, pushed the door open, picked up the plastic bag in his hand, and said with a peaceful smile: "Hello everyone, Atang, Brother Mao asked me to bring you a deep well roast goose."

"Thanks, Uncle Sen."

Yin Zhaotang suddenly remembered that he had broken his promise. He never expected that grandpa would ask Gao Laosen to take him to the hotel.

"This is my club's uncle. The roast goose is made by the club's master chef. Everyone will try two pieces later."

The waiter came in and took the roast goose to the kitchen to be cut.

Gao Laosen rubbed his hands, his eyes flickering, catching the air and there was an opportunity.

"Atang, with so many people here, what big business are you talking about?"

Yin Zhaotang smiled and said, "Let's talk about some charity projects, such as donating money to the police museum. Uncle Sen, are you interested in donating some?"

Gao Laosen looked alert and said miserly, "I have been a gangster all my life, and I am going to donate money to the police force. Are you crazy?"

"Donating goods is fine, even if you don't have to donate money."

He was joking with the old man by holding him with his left hand.

Gao Laosen said unhappily, "If I had been a host, I would have donated the dragon head stick. Unfortunately, I was not elected."

"Atang, you can donate whatever you want, even the entire club."

"This year we'll cut the ribbon on the museum, and next year we'll renovate the police building. All the police officers are your people!"

Yin Zhaotang said, "Uncle Sen, Zuoshou was just kidding. There aren't many customers at Xingcai Mahjong Hall on Shanghai Street tonight. Ask a few uncles to play cards. If you lose, I'll take the blame."

Gao Laosen looked much more relaxed and nodded, "I'm leaving now. You guys take your time eating."

Liang Xinying lowered her head to drink soup, crossed her legs, and her right foot had already taken off from her high heels under the table. She was rubbing Yin Zhaotang's thigh with the sole of her foot.

Her right leg was crossed over her left leg. Her originally slim-fitting skirt was stretched to its fullest and very tight, stretching the thin flesh-colored stockings.

Yin Zhaotang reached his hand under the table and touched the silk feet. The touch was as thin as a cicada's wing, making it difficult to tell whether it was flesh or silk.

(End of this chapter)