latelenovela Chapter 853 Lin Family Gang Settlement Screen
Chapter 853 Lin Family Gang Settlement Screen
Before six o'clock in the evening, the Six Nations Hotel was already bustling.
Delmo, dressed in a tuxedo and a neatly tied bow, stood with his back straight and his hands behind his back, checking the preparations everywhere.
Arrange waiters to clean the carpet from time to time.
"Master Lin has to be here today, everyone please behave well, I will reward you all after I am done!"
Although Delmo is a foreigner, he has been in Beijing for so many years that he has mastered the tricks of being a "shopkeeper".
By combining kindness and force, he managed to keep all the waiters at the Six Nations Hotel obedient.
While the restaurant is busy, people outside are also busy.
Gao Shengping, dragging her big belly, checked the sentries everywhere to ensure that every road around the Six Nations Hotel was controlled. No matter whether it was people or cars passing by, they had to undergo the most stringent inspection by the Beijing Police Department.
Wang Xiaoshou also came with the elite members of the detective team. People always say that familiar faces from the former Auxiliary Management Bureau can be seen in the detective team.
In response to this, Wang Xiaoshou said that this was nonsense, they just looked alike. Could it be that he would transfer capable personnel from the Auxiliary Management Bureau to take up important positions in the detective team?
What a joke, he doesn't have that ability!
"Xiao Duan! Xiao Duan!"
Xiao Duan ran over, saluted in a servile manner, and said with a grin, "Captain, your orders!"
"Don't be so frivolous. Master Lin has never inspected the training of our detective team. Today is an opportunity for you to show off. Tell the brothers that if anyone dares to make a fool of himself, don't blame me for being rude when you go back!"
"Yes! Captain, don't worry! The brothers are also holding back their efforts. Who doesn't want to show off in front of Master Lin? Besides, you supervise the training so closely. Even if they are weak, you have trained them into strong ones. Master Lin will definitely be very satisfied!"
"Where do you get all those witty remarks from? Hurry up and keep your eyes on me!"
"Yes!"
It's true, Wang Xiaoshou, who was originally not good-looking, put on a uniform, tried to stand up straight, and there was a sense of majesty between his eyebrows when he was giving a loud speech.
At half past five, the guests arrived one after another. Everyone had a tacit understanding and did not go in, but waited in the open space in front of the Six Nations Hotel.
When we meet someone we know, we gather in groups of three or four to smoke and chat.
"Hey, why did I hear that Lieutenant General Matsuzaki is not in good condition?"
"No way? He is a lieutenant general after all. He has reached this level. Can he just say that anything goes wrong?"
"It's hard to say! Have you heard about it? Rumor has it that Song Qi wanted to harm Master Lin, but failed, and now he has been isolated for investigation."
Everyone was shocked by this statement. "No, Matsuzaki is a lieutenant general and Lin Ye is a lieutenant colonel. Let's not talk about whether he harmed Lin Ye or not. Just for this matter, can a lieutenant general be isolated for investigation?"
"Who knows? Don't you realize that this matter is strange? Ever since Master Lin became rich, this matter cannot be explained by common sense. Have you ever seen a Chinese person promoted so quickly?"
For a while, everyone was discussing enthusiastically, but in the end, no one could come to a conclusion. Finally, they reached a unanimous consensus: don't mess with Master Lin, respect Master Lin, and follow Master Lin closely if conditions permit.
As they were talking, the car from the gendarmerie headquarters arrived.
Kitahara Ransuke, wearing a military uniform and a cloak, got out of the car.
Everyone gathered around.
There have been rumors that the work done by Kitahara this time was highly appreciated by General Okamura, and he might be promoted tonight. Kitahara, who had been silent and suppressed by Matsuzaki, has now become a celebrity again.
"Kitahara-kun!"
"Commander Kitahara!"
Kitahara Ransuke nodded slightly and kept raising his hand to salute, as a greeting to everyone.
There were many people from the Military Police Headquarters attending the banquet, including Shunsuke Aburatsu. He had a stern face, and felt a little uncomfortable when he thought about meeting Master Lin later.
Delmo trotted over and invited Kitahara Ransuke to rest in the VIP room.
Unexpectedly, Kitahara Ransuke waved his hand and said, "No need. I will wait here for a while, General."
Everyone winked at each other, looking at this, who would have thought that he could climb up the ladder? He is already the commander-in-chief of the gendarmerie, and he is here with the rest of us to welcome the general at the door.
Beiyuan was not at all interested in the psychological activities of the people around him. He stood still, straight, looking into the distance.
Mr. Lin!
My best friend, my teacher, my guide!
I want to express my respect to you in my own way!
After a while, Mr. Lin's convoy finally appeared.
A bunch of Cadillac bulletproof cars, with cool lines and a strong aura.
The convoy stopped steadily in front of the carpet. Director Niu got out of another car first. He was wearing glasses and a black assistant uniform. He got out of the car, looked around, and then walked over to open the door for Grandpa Lin.
Today, Uncle Lin did not wear the uniform of the headquarters, but a specially made uniform of the Coordination Bureau. His shoulders were broad and the waistline was specially sewn. His belt was tied very tightly and his trouser seams were meticulously cut, making his legs look longer. His leather boots were so shiny that they could serve as mirrors.
He wore a cloak on the outside, but his hands were not put into the sleeves, so it was just draped over his shoulders.
Uncle Lin got out of the car, looked up at the Six Nations Hotel, then turned around and looked at the many patrolmen, detectives, and military police who were responsible for the security of the perimeter.
At this time, the crowd had already rushed up, vying to greet Master Lin.
Of course, President Wang had to line up first. He was old and no one dared to push against him.
The old guy has completely lost his shame, or maybe he is just too old and thick-skinned. As long as it can consolidate his position, he is willing to give away his own daughter. It doesn't matter whether he has shame or not.
President Wang smiled flatteringly, his face wrinkled, and took out a gift list, "Master Lin, you have worked hard, and I have prepared a small gift as a token of my respect."
Lin Ze laughed and said, "Old Wang, it's not a festival, what kind of gift are you giving?"
Chairman Wang said sternly, "Hey! I have to say something here. Master Lin is wrong! You work hard day and night for Peking, Tianjin, and even for the entire North China. It's really hard! If it weren't for you, could we live such a peaceful life? With you here, every day is a festival. Is it too much to give a little gift?"
Everyone gasped when they heard this!
You are so shameless! You are a role model for our generation!
Lin Ze laughed, "Okay, Niu Saner, take it."
He pushed through the crowd and walked inside, coming to the side of Kitahara Ransuke and his group.
They exchanged a bland greeting.
But Beiyuan's eyes were so fiery that Lin Ze had to wink at him and stay calm!
Shunsuke Aburatsu stood nearby, looking at the dogs...and the two people flirting with each other.
Unexpectedly, Lin Ze took the initiative to find him, "Yujin-kun, I haven't seen you for a long time, you are still as charming as ever! We are destined to be together, so if you have any problems in the future, just come to me. I will help you if I can, and I will find a way to help you if I can't."
Youjin nodded with a cold face, but he felt warm in his heart.
Master Lin is a good man. He saved my life before, and now he is using me for nothing. What Master Lin said just now was equivalent to a promise. Who knows, there might be another chance to survive.