Chapter 629 (2/2)

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evening.

”He's done another case.”

Office of the deputy director of operations.

Wang Anqi turned over the report and was annoyed

Here he means ”Zhuang Shikai”.

Wang Anqi is the Chinese name of Mr. Charlie, deputy director of operations.

Just like many ghost senior executives have a Chinese name, Charlie also has a Chinese name, but he just came to Hong Kong Island and is not very used to it. He uses English names more often.

However, he has gradually learned to integrate into Hong Kong Island society and prefers Wang Anqi's name, which makes the guys call him ”Wang Sir”.

At this time, Wang Sir put down the report, looked unhappy and said, ”according to his liking, work hard in handling the case, and be on the top in due time.”

”No one can stop it!” A strong sense of crisis surged into Wang Sir's heart.

What should I do then?

Do you want to go back to your ancestors and be a municipal bureaucrat?

Shit, don't say whether there is a position. Even if there is a position, the municipal bureaucrats are far from the director of Hong Kong Island!

First, there is no oil and water, and second, there is no right.

And men are always obsessed with power and refuse to let go.

Wang Sir obviously studied the rising way of Zhuang sir, knew the style of ”Lord Zhuang”, and was trembling for fear of falling off the horse.

”Hoo.”

Wang Anqi stood up, picked up his suit and coat and put it on.

After finishing his clothes, he held his tie and took a deep breath: ”fortunately, I made an appointment with Han sir for dinner tonight. I hope he can help me.”

Although he explicitly hinted that South Korea's reason had been several times, and South Korea's reason stated that they would ”support” him, their private transaction did not involve financial interests.

Tonight, he plans to give up some interests and directly seek the help of South Korea.

Let Han Sir support him!

”Go!”

”The soup at home has been cooked.” Brits are not used to the customs of Hong Kong Island, but they are very honest about Chinese food. They even understand ”soup making” in just a few years.

Many ghost senior executives go back to their ancestors' homes after retirement. They have to eat Chinese food at least once a week. Those with money will also invite Chinese chefs to serve at home.

Wang Anqi walked into the elevator in a suit.

Ding!

He soon came to the underground garage.

The underground garage of the general administration is quite large. Most police cars and armed vehicles are parked in the basement, and very few private cars are parked in the basement.

Because there are not many police officers in the Hong Kong Island police station who have the money to provide private cars. At present, they are maintained above the senior inspector level, and only the inspector level can apply for parking spaces. Therefore, there are plenty of parking spaces in the ground garden. Basically, those with older qualifications can apply for parking spaces in the garden.

The Garden parking space is much better than the basement because it does not need to go to the basement. Some senior inspectors of the Zhuang Department have Garden parking spaces. Unfortunately, Wang Anqi came to Hong Kong Island late and has more ”shallow qualifications”, so he can only park in the basement.

Anyway, it's not that there is no parking space for him. Naturally, no one will come to please foreign adults and specially make a Garden parking space for foreign adults.

Even sir

In the eyes of the Zhuang Sirs, we should also talk about first come, first served and rules, right?

The deputy director doesn't have to talk about the rules?

Are the rules of the Hong Kong Island police force still rules?

But Wang Anqi secretly kept it in mind that she was unhappy with the Chinese style of the Hong Kong Island police force.

what?

You don't even know foreign adults!

Are you still Royal Police?

How uncivilized!

Anyway, as long as he didn't enjoy the privilege, the ghost guy felt insulted and angry!

He didn't want to fight with Zhuang Sir before, so he didn't take the initiative to pick up the parking space.

He secretly remembered.

Zhuang Sir is even more lazy to talk to him.

”Dada.” Wang Anqi wanted to in front of his car, took out the car key and lit up a ”Jaguar”.

”Didi.”

The car lights up and unlocks.

Wang Anqi was going to go to the driver's seat and open the door. Shua, the door of a nearby RV opened first: ”Wang sir, have a chat?”

Said an old British man with gray hair and a British suit and tie.

Wang Anqi recognized the Asia Pacific speaker of a British funded group at a glance: ”Mr. Windsor, Mr. Leon, Ms. Angela...”

I saw the gray haired old man holding two glasses of red wine, shaking his hand in one hand and handing the other to the front.

A boss of a large British group showed his face, sat in the car and smiled at him with a red wine glass.

Wang Anqi implicitly took the glass and said, ”sorry, everyone.”

”I asked Han sir for dinner.”

”Windsor”, the president of HSBC, raised his glass and said with a smile, ”ha ha, I think we are more worthy of your meeting than Korean Li.”

”And we only take your time to talk when you go home, not your time to entertain director Han. I hope we can have the honor of seeing you off.”

”Of course.” Wang Anqi put down his reserve and stepped onto the RV with his wine glass: ”we can have a good chat.”