"Yes, Sir!"
MacIntosh picked up the last document delivered by the Political Department the Security Branch, glanced at it, his expression changed slightly, and he looked up at his assistant, asking, "You just said that last night in Sai Wan, which two triads were involved in a brawl?"
The assistant glanced down at the notebook. "The names of the two clubs are: one is called Harmony Heroes, also known as Heroes Heroes, and the other is called Wo On Lok, also known as On Lok Hall, Shui Fong."
"Wo On Lok, On Lok Hall." MacIntosh nodded, closing the document. "Arrange a car; I need to go to the Secretariat."
"Is there anything I can help you prepare to carry with you?" the assistant asked respectfully.
MacIntosh's grey-blue eyes were fixed on the document on the table. He shook his head slightly and said, "Not for now. Have the Labour Department handle the China workers' strike and gathering by this morning. I don't have anyone to play games with them for the next two days. Put this document in your briefcase and come with me to the Secretariat."
After speaking, MacIntosh got up and walked to the coat rack to take out his coat. His assistant walked to the desk, picked up the document sent by the Police Force's Political Department, and glanced at it.
A: Internal circulation:
Upon seeing the document's title, the assistant casually picked it up and glanced at it. Political Department was divided into two groups: Group A, the administrative department responsible for daily paperwork, and Group B, the operational department. Internal circulation represented the lowest level of confidentiality for the Political Department documents. The Political Department's document confidentiality levels were categorized as Top Secret, High Secret, Secret, and Internal Circulation. Internal circulation referred to documents that were not suitable for public release, containing information that had no impact on Hong Kong or the Britain but was of some value to neighboring countries or other nations.
It can be said that most of the official documents of Hong Kong government departments are only for internal circulation.
Lifting the cover of the document, there was only one thin page inside:
"Political Department to the Director's Office: According to reports in the Federation of Malaya, 37 Chinese individuals were engaged in espionage activities in New Fuzhou, Sarawak, smuggling 18 kilograms of high-quality rubber tree seedlings. They were caught red-handed by British military police and executed by firing squad. Investigation revealed that the 37 individuals traveled from Hong Kong to the Federation of Malaya and were all members of the Hong Kong On Lok Hall. Further investigation by this department revealed that the On Lok Hall had previously curried favor with the Japanese army before the fall of Hong Kong, and was currently facing difficulties in the North Korea War..."
The assistant didn't read any further, put away the documents, and followed MacIntosh out of the office. Even without reading, he already knew what was going on: before Hong Kong fell, this gang called On Lok Hall had prematurely sided with the Japan. With the United Nations Forces' advance in the Korean War faltering and the situation at a stalemate, and with Macau recently in turmoil, Mainland China might take back Hong Kong at any time while simultaneously retaking Macau by force. On Lok Hall might have once again considered siding with Mainland China, so they arranged for people to smuggle rubber tree seeds to curry favor.
Upon seeing this document, if the director directly signed an order to crack down on the On Lok Hall, the assistant wouldn't find it strange. But why go to the Secretariat?
"Big Brother, you're so hardworking. It's rare to see you at the company." Song Tianyao gently pushed open the door to Chu Xiaoxin's office and saw Chu Xiaoxin hunched over his desk, intently reading a newspaper, completely unaware of his arrival. It was a full two minutes before he finally spoke.
Chu Xiaoxin looked up, saw Song Tianyao at the door, and smiled, "Here to collect the money? I've already prepared it for you, I had..."
"It's not that I'm short of money. I originally came to see Brother Shuheng, but he told me you were here, so I came to see you." Song Tianyao stepped into the office and casually closed the door. Then, he gave a relaxed smile, yawned, and sat down in the seat opposite Chu Xiaoxin: "Tired and hungry, Big Brother. You're so serious. What are you studying? Preparing to study abroad?"
Chu Xiaoxin threw the newspaper on the table. Song Tianyao glanced at the masthead; it was the "Stage Star Daily," a newspaper that recorded gossip stories.
"You're reading this newspaper so intently."
"That damned Collaborator actually became Patriotic Martyr? Many tabloids have published news about it today, saying that the people from the On Lok Hall went to New Fuzhou to help the mainland smuggle rubber tree seeds, and were caught and executed by the local military and police." Chu Xiaoxin said to Song Tianyao, pointing to a news item on the front page of the newspaper.
Song Tianyao smiled noncommittally and ignored him, while Chu Xiaoxin frowned and said, "I don't believe those scoundrels are patriotic. Most of them are just opportunists like Japan back then, turning against the grain. It wouldn't be a pity if they were executed; I'd consider them patriotic if they could reduce the number of Opium dens!"
"Big Brother, you're the president of the Pharmaceutical Association now. Do you know a guy named Feng Yichang?" Song Tianyao didn't pick up on Chu Xiaoxin's topic, but instead changed the subject and explained the purpose of his visit.
Chu Xiaoxin nodded. He was now the president of the Hong Kong Pharmaceutical Association, holding the distribution rights for major pharmaceutical companies. China person selling Western medicine in the entire Pharmaceutical Association had to be mindful of his feelings.
"Of course I know him. He's Feng Yichang, a native of Five Counties. He followed the Zhang Family around like a servant. He even tried to play the victim with Zhang Yujie back then, but after the Zhang Family left, Brother Shuheng beat and coaxed him a few times, and now he's completely submissive."
"Do you know that my third aunt Yunzhi?"
"The Lin Family, what happened?" Chu Xiaoxin looked up at Song Tianyao, seemingly regaining his senses. "I remember your sister's surname is Feng... Could it be...?"
Song Tianyao said calmly, "Feng Yichang is Yunzhi's uncle. Yunzhi's father was forced to separate from the family by him. Speaking of which, he should also be counted as a widow since Third Aunt became a widow."
With a "whoosh," Chu Xiaoxin stood up. "No need to say anything, what are we waiting for, Brother Shuheng..."
He was about to call Chu Shuheng in directly to shut down Feng Yichang's pharmaceutical business and wipe him out completely, but Song Tianyao hurriedly stopped him.
My former boss was impeccable in his treatment of friends and brothers, but he always had a somewhat impatient and irritable temperament.
"I'd like to ask you Big Brother, to help me arrange to have lunch with Feng Yichang. I have something to discuss with him. You're my Big Brother, and having you by my side will give me more confidence." Song Tianyao handed the cigarette case to Chu Xiaoxin, took out a lighter to light it for him, and said with a smile.