Chapter 87 (2/2)

However, for personal financial officers and firms, Zhuang Shikai prefers to use a person rather than a company. Because for him, a person's fate is best controlled. Let him die!

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In the afternoon, Causeway Bay police station.

Lard boy parked a business car at the door and dragged a sack into the door of the police station.

In the sun, it can be seen that a piece of paper with the words ”Causeway Bay” is pasted outside the gunny bag, while in the gunny bag, there are boxes, bound with cowhide, Square Hong Kong dollars. Each bundle of Hong Kong dollar kraft paper is pasted with notes of department names.

Sacks, cartons, cartons and envelopes, and the monthly fees are calculated by a large group of accountants under lard. According to the rank level, the number is not the same, in addition. The number of peers per month will also vary. It often floats in hundreds of blocks, sometimes more and sometimes less, but it will not make mistakes on the whole.

”Come on, pay the fee.”

”Fire department, this is yours.”

”Uniform, plain clothes, this is yours.”

”Hahaha, I'll send the ghost man's share first.”

Lard dragged the sack around the four floors of Causeway Bay police station, and the money in the sack became empty.

Since the police established the rule of paying fees on a monthly basis, lard is personally sent to the door every month. There is no phenomenon of sending police officers to get money and ask for money.

At the same time, the police force is also separated from the community. There will be no money transactions in the open. In the middle, lard must be used to make the money look ”clean”.

You know, this can not only look better in face, but also do not need the police to ask for money from vendors, shops and associations in person. Not only save energy, but also keep the face of the police.

Because giving money is the rule! Not begging! Rogge despised the people who asked for money from the street vendors in his life! I once personally broke the arm of a police officer with a police cap asking for money! After that, the trend of collecting protection fees with police caps in the street has become unique. So far, no one has done so again.

At this time, the ”fees” were issued. In the police district, up to the director of ghost guy, the inspector of ghost guy, down to the fire control group and the ordinary police officers of the military uniform group, all had money to take, all smiled happily and touted lard.

”Thank you, brother. Thank you, brother...”

”Brother, you are becoming more and more handsome.”

”Beautiful Flash to my eyes!”

It can be said that every month today, lard is the God of wealth, which is more effective than Guan Gong. The brothers in almost every police district will praise him in various ways. Lard has long been used to it.

But I still enjoy it

After the brothers got the money, the atmosphere in the major police districts and groups was also pleasant and harmonious.

The Causeway Bay police station is actually the last police station for lard. When he put a separate box of Hong Kong dollars at the director's door and patted his palm, he ended his work today.

In the evening, there will be a small private banquet at Rogo's villa, which only invites the detectives of each jurisdiction to participate. Inspector Han Dawson, including them.

Luo Ge pays great attention to face. He sends money to his detectives every month. Instead of sending lard to the police station like ordinary police officers, he will invite them to eat at home and give it to them in person at that time.

First, there is a lot of money at the inspector level. Second, the inspector has an important position and needs to be courted and respected.

On the Causeway Bay police station, the fire department and the uniform department are all paid by a big man. On the side of the plainclothes group, the brothers all know Luo Ge's habits. Huang Weiyao and Cai Yuanqi took the initiative to help.

After lard finished, he twisted his neck, left the police station and drove to Taiping mountain.

”Shit, from morning to evening, the old bones are almost broken. The God of wealth is really not so easy to be!”