A certain Hong Kong hero of the world

"Brother Luo, do you really let him go?"

Looking at Zhang Lang walking away, Aji glanced at Wang Zuluo strangely.

In his eyes, his boss is not a soft-hearted character, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he will retaliate against others.

"If we don't let him go, will he be killed by Peng Xinjian of the Anti-Gangster Unit of Mong Kok Police Station?"

Wang Zuluo also watched Zhang Lang walk away with a smile on his face. He took out his mobile phone and put on a new phone card to call Wuying.

"Tomorrow we will go out and spread some news. Let's say that the undercover agent around us stole the information and ran back to the police station. By the way, we will also spread Zhang Lang's photo."

Aji next to him couldn't help but curled his lips while listening to Brother Luo's call.

This is the boss he knows. He really thought too much just now.

An undercover photo was released, which meant that Zhang Lang's journey in the police station was over.

This kind of undercover agent whose files are turned into graffiti will be ostracized no matter which team he joins, unless he changes his job and becomes a clerk when he returns to the police station.

"Don't look at me like that. I feel that the Flying Tigers is where Zhang Lang belongs. Do you believe it or not?"

Wang Zuluo put down the phone, faced Aji's strange eyes, and explained casually.

Anyway, no matter whether the other party believes it or not, he himself believes it.

Brother Luo would always feel a little awkward with Zhang Lang's face if he didn't join the Flying Tigers.

"Brother Luo, I believe it!" Aji nodded firmly, expressing that he was firmly on Brother Luo's side.

"Okay, let's go over and see Bai Lang, that guy. I have a business I want to talk to him about."

Wang Zuluo didn't care what Aji thought and left the alley and walked towards a nearby warehouse.

This was contacted by Big D. Although there are not many places in Wan Chai with Lian Sheng's current spokesperson, it is still very easy to help build a warehouse in Western District.

"Let me go, do you know who I am?"

In the warehouse, Bai Lang was tied to a pillar. As soon as the towel was pulled from his mouth, he immediately shouted:

"I am the Superintendent of Wan Chai Police Station, and my relationship with the Hong Kong Governor is very good. If something happens to me, you will definitely not end well!"

"Mr. Bai Lang, you can actually open your eyes..."

Wang Zuluo smiled and patted the other person's face, giving a kind reminder.

But Bai Lang remained unmoved. Although the hood on his head was removed, he kept his eyes closed.

I didn't see who kidnapped me, so I might still be alive. But if he saw the other person's face, he would definitely not survive.

"Let me introduce myself. I'm a businessman. I heard that Mr. Bai Lang's investment company specializes in helping people like me get rich, so..."

Seeing that Bai Lang had no intention of opening his eyes, Wang Zuluo didn't force it and expressed his thoughts with a smile.

"Ten million!" Bai Lang no longer used the names of those high-ranking ghosts to bluff people, but instead said a number very decisively.

Snapped!

Wang Zuluo slapped him: "Give the Japanese 50 million, give me only 10 million."

"Do you think my name, Shu Bing, is only worth ten million?"

Wang Zuluo yelled angrily, and then slapped the other person a few more times in frustration.

"In the past few years, you have obtained land at low prices through tricks, hired gangsters to drive away the original residents, bulldozed it and then sold it at a high price. You have already made a lot of money, right?"

Bai Lang didn't know what the Chinese idiom in Wang Zuluo's mouth meant, but he could guess by combining the previous and next sentences that the other party was saying that he was of high worth.

"I will distribute a large portion of that money to shareholders, and I will only keep a little bit..."

Snapped!

Wang Zuluo slapped him with his backhand again: "Then the 500 million invested by the Japanese were not distributed, right?"

Bai Lang's body trembled and his eyelids moved, but he resisted and did not open his eyes.

The other party actually knew that the Japanese invested 500 million, which immediately made Bai Lang think a lot.

He believes that Wang Zuluo is not a powerful person with a strong identity and background, but there are only moles around him.

But only Xiaojie and his secretary knew about these things, not even his wife.

Xiaojie was raised by him and it was impossible to betray him, so there was only one target left.

Fa Ke, that Bichi must have betrayed him!

"I invested a lot of the money invested by the Japanese into real estate. I have to wait for the stock price to rise before I can realize it..."

Since Bai Lang believed that the insider was betraying him, it meant that the other party was also an insider in the real estate industry, so he immediately revealed everything.

"Aren't you going to swallow the Japanese's 500 million?"

After Wang Zuluo heard this, he looked at Bai Lang with a strange expression.

The other party said that the 500 million was only temporarily misappropriated. When the stock price rose, he could use the 500 million principal to earn a lot of income.

Then he uses the money he earns to make up for the hole he had embezzled before and wants to distribute dividends to shareholders.

"Damn it, you don't have the money to give the Japanese 50 million?"

Wang Zuluo looked at Bai Lang with eyes that were filled with enthusiasm before looking at a fat sheep, and immediately turned into disgust like seeing stinky dog ​​shit.

If you can get 100 million, then it is worth taking such a big risk.

"My money is now locked up in the stock market, and the rest is fixed property. The villa is also mortgaged to the bank for a loan of 50 million..."

Bai Lang was still miserable, but Wang Zuluo no longer had the interest to listen.

He took out his phone and called Gao Tianli and asked directly: "There is a 500 million locked-up stock. Can you sell it within a few hours?"

"Brother Luo, I am a human being, not a god."

Gao Tianli's voice sounded, knowing that Wang Zuluo didn't understand this, so he explained directly: "You have to wait until the stock exchange opens tomorrow to operate, and such a large-scale sell-off will definitely cause the stock price to drop..."

"If investors follow the selling, it won't matter how much they can recover their capital. What matters is whether anyone buys the placed order... It will take at least a few weeks before they can leave the market..."

Gao Tianli chatted a lot, which made Wang Zuluo's head spin.

It’s over, what’s the point of playing with it?

At first, Wang Zuluo was ready to ask Bai Lang for his stock account number and password, but Gao Tianli said that for such a large amount, he had his own trading team.

Knowing the account password is useless unless the trading team comes to work for Wang Zuluo.

is it possible?

Totally impossible!

It would be great if it could be sold within a few hours, but in this day and age, there are still several years before the stock exchange adopts computers.

There are still more than ten years before citizens can freely trade stocks online...

Snapped!

After hanging up the phone, Wang Zuluo slapped him again!

"Have you paid the 50 million given to the Japanese?"

Wang Zuluo gave up the unreliable idea of ​​making hundreds of millions of dollars overnight, and instead focused on the Japanese's 50 million.

"It's already been fought..." As soon as Bai Lang opened his mouth, he saw Wang Zuluo's eyes narrowed and immediately said:

"The Japanese's account is in Switzerland. It will take a few days to transfer the money. Tomorrow I can ask the secretary to go to the bank to intercept the money..."

Wang Zuluo's expression returned to normal, and then he instantly switched to a smile, patted Bai Lang on the shoulder, and said: "Switzerland is too far away, how about opening an account in Hong Kong Island?"

"Okay, okay, this is my idea, Rui Good. I will ask my secretary Amy to handle this matter at dawn."

Bai Lang nodded immediately, indicating that Brother Luo was right.

Only then did Wang Zuluo put the hood on Bai Lang again with satisfaction.

He took out his phone and called the doctor who had not yet left, and asked her to borrow a secret account in Hong Kong Island. After the money was transferred in, it was immediately transferred to Thailand, and then converted into US dollars together for himself.