Hong Kong variety show, I am a charming cop.

Chapter 120 Reencounter with Zhang Haowen



Chapter 120 Reencounter with Zhang Haowen

Unable to get meat, Li Jian decided to go to a bar to relax.

If you can't drive, does that mean you can't drink and drive?

The bar was packed with people.

A deafening subwoofer blared upbeat DJ music as young men and women reveled in the debauchery of the night.

Many people like to go to bars because they appreciate the environment where no one knows each other and they can freely express their inner desires.

Li Jian went to the bar and ordered a cocktail.

"Officer Li, what a coincidence, you're here for a drink too?"

Li Jian was surprised to run into an acquaintance here – Zhang Haowen from the Yau Tsim Mong Police District.

Zhang Haowen seems to have become even more beautiful after just a few days.

Li Jian glanced at her.

A black blazer, a knee-length pencil skirt, and slender legs encased in flesh-colored stockings.

Below that is a pair of pointed high heels.

A blush rose on her fair skin, and a captivating fragrance wafted over.

"Ah Wen? What brings you here?"

Since arresting Mei Lantian, Li Jian has hardly seen Zhang Haowen.

The two worked for different police departments but did the same job, so they rarely saw each other.

"I heard you got promoted. Congratulations!"

Li Jian said with a smile.

Zhang Haowen's head trembled slightly, and she rolled her eyes at him: "I remember someone saying that they wanted to treat me to dinner, but I've been waiting forever and still haven't received it."

Li Jian chuckled twice and beckoned to the bartender with his finger: "Bring this lady a Hennessy."

"Oh dear, I've been so busy! You wouldn't believe it, I've been involved in several big cases lately, I've been working myself to the bone. I was just thinking of calling you when I had time," Li Jian quickly tried to make amends.

Zhang Haowen picked up her glass and said, "You have time to come to the bar, but no time to call me?"

Upon hearing this, Li Jian said, "Um, my phone is dead."

As soon as he finished speaking, the cell phone rang.

The deafening DJ music couldn't drown out the occasional Nokia ringtones.

Li Jian really wanted to crush his phone.

Zhang Haowen took a sip of her drink and said with a half-smile, "Hurry up and answer the phone, it might be something urgent."

Li Jian immediately put his hand in his pocket and hung up the phone.

"Nothing is more important than drinking with you, Wen."

"Glib tongue!"

Zhang Haowen pursed her lips, but she couldn't hide the smile on her face.

The two of them drank several glasses of wine in a row.

We talked for a long time.

When Zhang Haowen heard that Li Jian was about to attend the training for promotion to inspector, she couldn't help but exclaim, "Did you come by rocket? You've already been promoted to inspector so quickly?"

Li Jian shrugged and said, "I don't know why I was promoted so quickly. Actually, I don't want to participate in the training at all. It takes too long and is a waste of my life."

Cheung Ho-man pinched him playfully: "You don't know how lucky you are. Do you know how many police officers on Hong Kong Island dream of participating in the promotion training? But then again, after you caught the ice and solved the biggest flour case on Hong Kong Island, it's only natural that you get promoted."

Li Jian raised his glass and clinked it with hers: "You know I only love beauty, not power. If I could exchange you for an inspector, I would rather not be an inspector."

"Bah! Shameless!"

Zhang Haowen knew Li Jian was lying, but it sounded so good that she never got tired of listening to it.

"Jian, do you want me to congratulate you on your promotion?"

"Okay."

After finishing their drinks at the bar, the two went directly to the Jinchi Apartment next door and booked a room.

Six whole hours.

The sound of champagne being popped was constant.

The residents of the entire building all knew that someone was celebrating Li Jian's promotion.

The longest-lasting expression of love is to be there for someone.

Simple celebrations often bring joy to people's minds and bodies.

. . . . . .

Xu Riqing's interference did not prevent Li Jian from gaining wider recognition.

A large photo of Li Jian was published in the Hong Kong Island Police Force's column.

Li Jian, dressed in a suit, exudes a dashing and heroic aura. His chiseled face is in no way inferior to that of superstars, and he even has more masculine charm.

The newspaper listed all the cases that Li Jian handled after he became an undercover police officer.

"A rising star in the police force, bravely apprehending the rain-soaked killer Lam Kwok-yau, has become a guardian angel for the residents of Hong Kong Island!"

"Sharpshooter Li Jian kills robber in Central with two shots, protecting residents' property!"

"A model police officer, Lee Kin of the West Kowloon Regional Crime Unit, single-handedly confronts the U.S. Navy SEALs after capturing ice on an isolated island!"

These headlines are fairly standard, but they can't withstand the sheer volume of reports.

Hong Kong Island is a small place.

With limited land and a large population, news spreads easily.

People in Hong Kong might not be interested in this kind of promotional news, but at least they've become familiar with Li Jian.

But within the police force.

Li Jian was enjoying unparalleled popularity at the time.

So many major cases were pinned on Li Jian's head in such a short period of time.

Many of the police officers had bloodshot eyes.

"Is this Li Jian the Commissioner of Police's biological son? He's given so many titles. Why don't we all resign and let him do it all by himself!"

"He's really exaggerating! I've been in this line of work for over thirty years, and this is the first time I've ever seen such a formidable cop!"

"Look at this Li Jian, so thin and weak, he can't lift anything with his hands or carry anything on his shoulders, how can he catch a thief?"

Many frustrated and unsuccessful police officers inevitably complain.

But Li Jian will never hear their complaints.

Li Jian returned to the West Kowloon Police Headquarters.

Once again, it became the focus of global attention.

The show-off Leung Neng-yan, holding up a newspaper, shouted: "Brother Kin, you're so impressive! More impressive than the Commissioner of Police! Now the whole of Hong Kong probably knows your name, Brother Kin!"

I wonder if mentioning Brother Jian's name will be helpful when I need to handle things in the future.

Li Jian wasn't interested at all and slapped the newspaper at Liang Nengren's face: "So free? Don't you have anything to do? Did you get any leads on the arms dealer I asked you to follow last time?"

Liang Nengren immediately broke down and said, "Not yet."

"Hurry up and get to work, or I'll give you a medal!"

Li Jian gave Liang Nengren a light kick in the butt.

Of the members in his group, Liang Nengren was the most unruly, so Li Jian would keep him in check whenever he had the chance.

Otherwise, they'll flourish with a little sunshine and overflow with a little flood.

Fei Sha raised his chubby head and said, "Brother Jian, you've done a great job this time. What does Inspector Lin say?"

"Sigh, they said it was training for promotion to governor, this is terrible!"

"Wow, from now on we'll have to call you Assistant Li! We have to celebrate!"

Fei Sha was overjoyed upon hearing this.

The faster his immediate supervisor was promoted, the happier he was as a team member.

Most of the members of the Major Crimes Unit have no connections.

As the saying goes, "If you don't have connections in the court, don't become an official."

Fei Sha thought his life as a police chief was over, but after following Li Jian, he saw hope again.

"Brother Jian, where are we going to celebrate? You still have some backbone, don't you?"

"Of course not, we'll go to Yuhai Pavilion at noon. Little one, you make a reservation!"

Even Li Jian is tired of eating this kind of food every day.

"Wow, the seafood at Yuhai Pavilion is so expensive! One meal there costs a month's salary. Maybe we should go somewhere else."

Liang Nengren was a penniless man, living paycheck to paycheck. Hearing the name Yuhai Pavilion made his heart tremble.

Mike couldn't help but say, "Yeah, we can't let you spend so much money, Jian-ge. We can just find a restaurant to eat at."

Fan Shuwa originally wanted to say that this meal would be on me.

But remembering what Li Jian had told her before, that she shouldn't teach him how to do things, she swallowed her words back.

Li Jian waved his hand and said, "It's a deal, I'll treat you. Don't worry about saving me money, I'll book the Royal Sea Pavilion!"


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