Chapter 316 What is a big shot? (4000)

Chapter 316 What is a big shot? (4000)

"Alas..."

Uncle Feng sighed helplessly, took out the cardboard box that had been prepared for a long time from under the table, and simply packed up his things. Holding the box in his arms, he walked out with heavy steps.

From the prefectural city to the county seat, and from the county seat to the town, should the next step be to go from the town to the village?

Maybe... he really shouldn't be a policeman.

If you change your profession and become a Taoist priest, your income may be a little more.

"Farewell to the Evil God, and welcome to the good luck."

After watching Uncle Feng leave, Mediterranean clapped his hands with a smile on his face, and said to everyone at the workstation: "Tonight I’m treating you to a good celebration, so you won’t have to be so heavy at work in the future.”

“Thank you, Director.”

"Long live the Director."

All the military uniforms were happy.

“Dong dong dong.”

Just as Mediterranean pressed his palms with a complacent expression and was about to make another speech, a young officer with a straight military uniform and fair skin came to the police station In the hall, carry He knocked on the door: "Everyone, I'm sorry to excuse you. Is Director Du here?"

"Ahem." Mediterranean coughed dryly and said, "I am Du Xinwu, comrade, are you ?”

"Li Mulin, member of the Public Security Department, has met Director Du." The young officer raised his hand in salute.

Mediterranean raised his hand in return, his solemn expression softened instantly, and asked with a smile: "Does the superior leader have any instructions? Our county police department will definitely cooperate with us!"

Li Mulin smiled slightly. : "I was ordered by Chief Yang to transfer Officer Feng Siping to report to the Fucheng Public Security Bureau. Director Du, who is Officer Feng?"

Mediterranean's smile suddenly froze.

The whole hall was silent for an instant.

Li Mulin gradually faded his smile and asked: "Director Du, is there any problem?"

"No problem at all." Mediterranean trembled and laughed dryly: "Officer Feng went out to do something, Wu Feng, you Take this comrade to my office and I will contact Feng Siping immediately."

"Yes, Chief," a police officer stood up.

Li Mulin was keenly aware that there might be something fishy in this, but he didn't care about it. Completing the task was the most important thing!

After settling the comrades from the Public Security Department, Du Xinwu walked out of the office quickly, rushed into the archives room in a hurry, and shouted: "Immediately, immediately, find out Feng Siping's home address for me! ”

The file manager looked at him with a confused look on his face. It wasn't until he gave him a sharp look that he started to look through the member files in a panic.

Walnut Garden Street.

In front of a tile-roofed house dedicated to a god...

Uncle Feng, who was holding the wooden box in his arms, hesitated for a long time, and for a moment he did not dare to enter.

If he were alone, he wouldn't have to work in a military uniform. No matter how miserable he was, he would starve to death.

But the problem is that he is not alone. He also has a niece who is in school to take care of...

The other party followed him from the prefectural city to the county seat. Life became more and more difficult and miserable. He really didn't know what to do. How to tell the other person about moving to town.

"Uncle, what are you standing here for?" At this time, a beautiful girl with fair skin and delicate appearance walked out of the tile-roofed house and asked in surprise.

Uncle Feng laughed dryly: "I was thinking about a case, and I was fascinated for a while."

The girl chuckled: "Think about it slowly, I went to buy groceries, and I will give it to you when I get back." You make pot-roasted pork.”

Uncle Feng was so thoughtful that he couldn't even feel happy when he heard that there was meat to eat. He nodded and said: "Go, go, be careful on the road."

After the girl left like the wind, Uncle Feng walked in with the box in his arms. In the main room, looking at the almost bare walls of the house, for the first time in my life, my faith in myself was shaken...

Could the faith that I have persisted for decades be fundamentally bad?

Maybe he should learn to be more diplomatic, lower his waist to the powerful, put on a flattering smile on his face, be obedient, and do whatever he is told.

In this way, even though she is wronged by herself, she can satisfy the people around her and make Alian's life a little easier. She won't have to wear a piece of clothing for several years and be reluctant to throw it away when it doesn't fit...

Gradually, Uncle Feng lost his mind.

“Dong Dong.”

I don’t know how long it took, but a dull knock on the door suddenly woke him up from his daze.

Uncle Feng took a long breath and strode out of the room. When he saw the Mediterranean hairstyle against the sunshine, he was stunned and even subconsciously rubbed his eyes...

At his home It was already unusual to see the director at the door, and the smile on his face made him feel like he was under an illusion!

"Fourth!" Du Xinwu shouted with a complacent smile.

"Ha."

Uncle Feng made a seal with his hand, a red light flashed across the sword finger of his right hand, he pressed it hard on the center of his eyebrows, and shouted: "Broken!"
< br>Du Xinwu: "..."

"Broken!" Uncle Feng gritted his teeth, raised his sword finger, and struck the center of his eyebrows again.

"Uncle, what are you breaking?" At this time, the girl carrying a vegetable basket came back and asked in surprise.

Uncle Feng: "..."

Putting down his sword finger in embarrassment, he tried his best to pretend to be calm and said: "It's nothing, you go and cook first."

"Oh." The girl nodded and walked into the kitchen carrying a basket.

"This is your daughter, she is so beautiful." Du Xinwu praised.

Uncle Feng raised his thick eyebrows: "Director, do you have any orders when you come to my house?"

"No, no."

Du Xinwu waved his hands quickly and said sincerely: "Not really. Don't tell me, I'm here to apologize."

Uncle Feng was stunned and speechless for a moment.

"I'm really sorry, I shouldn't have said that to you just now." Du Xinwu clasped his fists and explained: "Actually, having said that, I also have difficulties. In front of so many people, you always You can’t let me praise you for beating your colleagues?”

After being together for so long, who doesn’t know whom?

Uncle Feng dared to conclude that he could not believe a word of the explanation he just gave. There must be other reasons that forced the other party to lower his head.

"Director Du, let's stop talking nonsense. Do you have anything to ask me for?"

"No." Du Xinwu said firmly: "I really came here to apologize! "

Uncle Feng shook his head speechlessly: "Okay, I believe you. Now that the apology is over, you can go back."

Du Xinwu: "Not only am I going back, you also have to go back."

Uncle Feng: "???"

"Fourth, congratulations on your promotion." Du Xinwu He said with a smile on his face.

Uncle Feng was stunned.

Gao Sheng?

What's the promotion?

He couldn't understand it more and more, but the flattery shown by the other party at this time was obviously not cynicism.

“It seems you don’t know yet!” Du Xinwu said with a smile: “Someone from the Public Security Department of the Fucheng Police Force has come, saying that they want to transfer you to work in the Public Security Department.”

Feng Uncle: "..."

Is it pie in the sky?

He couldn't understand.

In fact, Du Xinwu couldn't understand who had set his sights on this broken piece of wood and wanted to transfer him to be tortured. "Fourth, don't be stunned, come back with me quickly. I know you may not be willing to forgive me for a while, but even so, you can't make fun of your future."

Uncle Feng turned his head and looked at the poor and dilapidated home, and shouted loudly: "Alian, you can eat it yourself first, don't wait for me."

In the kitchen, Alian Sticking out his little head: "When will you come back?"

"Important mission, not sure." Uncle Feng said, taking the lead to walk out of the house.

In a blink of an eye.

Du Xinwu consciously opened the door of his office to Uncle Feng and asked him to leave first.

Looking at his lackey appearance, Uncle Feng felt quite complicated.

You know, just a few hours ago, this guy was yelling at him and showing off his power. However, an order frightened him out of his courage and made him become arrogant and even groveling.

Rights are such a powerful thing!

“Are you Uncle Feng?” Li Mulin, who had been waiting for a long time on the long sofa, stood up and asked.

"Hello, I am Feng Siping." Uncle Feng said politely.

Li Mulin nodded, took out a document from his pocket, and handed it to the other party: "I am Li Mulin, member of the Public Security Section. This is a letter of appointment signed by our section chief. Please keep it and send it as soon as possible. Go and take up a position in the Fucheng Police Force.”

He didn’t ask whether you were willing or not. In the police force system, the person concerned cannot make the decision whether he is promoted or demoted. The only thing he can decide is whether to stay in the police force.

Uncle Feng took the letter of appointment with both hands and saluted: "Yes, I will go to the police force to take up my post early tomorrow morning."

Li Mulin smiled: "In that case, I will take my leave first."
< br>Uncle Feng endured it again and again, but in the end he couldn't hold it in anymore and asked curiously: "Li Police officer, why did Section Chief Yang..."

Li Mulin pointed upward and said softly: "It is said to be the meaning of the big boss, but I don't know anything else."
< br>Hearing the word big boss, Du Xinwu bent down subconsciously.

There was even a layer of cold sweat on his forehead!

If offending Chief Yang will not result in loss of official position, then it is hard to say what he will lose if he offends that person.

Director Du, who had always hoped that Uncle Feng could learn to be flexible in the past, now hopes most that Uncle Feng can continue to maintain his old style, be old-fashioned and conservative, and will not speak ill of himself in front of the big boss...

"Uncle Feng, Director Du, if there is nothing else, I will leave first." Li Mulin said with cupped hands.

“Walk slowly.” Uncle Feng said.

Du Xinwu sent him out of the office, then closed the door, smiled sadly, and came to Uncle Feng: "Fourth, you won't say anything to me when you meet the big boss, right?"

"If you have a request, I can report your status at the police station." Uncle Feng said.

Du Xin shivered and said hurriedly: "No request, no request, Fourth Brother, Fourth Brother, after all, we have worked together for such a long time, you can't cheat me!"

Uncle Feng reached out and patted his shoulder, stood up and walked out: "Bureau Chief, seeing as you have tolerated me so many times before, I will pay you back once, but you should not do the same thing again in the future. The next person you step on may not be let go. You.”

Hearing this, Du Xinwu’s high-spirited heart finally relaxed.

Inexplicably, I felt lucky to survive the disaster.

Half an hour later.

Uncle Feng returned to the rental house, sat in the main room, took the chopsticks handed over by Alian, and ate rice and meat, eating heartily and happily.

"Uncle looks very happy?" Alian sat in front of him and said with a smile.

Uncle Feng’s brows moved and he chuckled, “Is it so obvious?”

"Yes, obviously." Alian stuck out her tongue.

Uncle Feng: "Because I met a happy thing... Alian, please pack your things, we are moving back to the city."

"Huh?" Alian His eyes suddenly widened with disbelief on his face.

Uncle Feng raised his eyebrows, but pretended to be serious: "I was promoted..."

"Promoted?!" Alian stood up in surprise, happily Dancing.

Not to mention this era, even in later generations, the gap between prefecture-level cities and county towns is huge, almost incalculable.

It is precisely because she has stayed in Fucheng that Alian knows how prosperous Fucheng is...

"Calm down, don't get excited because of such a trivial matter." Uncle Feng coughed dryly.

“How can this be a trivial matter?”

Alian grinned and said: “The salary of Fucheng police officers is at least one to two times that of county-level police officers. I have heard before that if it is the Public Security Department, including various benefits, this ratio can even reach more than three times. This is the guarantee of a family's life. By the way, uncle, which department did you get promoted to?"

"Police station, Public Security Department." Uncle Feng said calmly.

Alian was startled and said in astonishment: "Why would the Public Security Department want you?"

Uncle Feng: "???"

What are you talking about!

The next morning.

Uncle Feng, who was dressed in military uniform, knocked on the door of the section chief's office and saluted: "Chief Yang, section member Feng Siping is reporting to you!"

Yang Kun stood up from his chair and waved cordially: "No need. Duoli, Siping, come and sit down.”

“Chief Xie”

From the attitude shown by Yang Kun, Uncle Feng estimated that his status in the big boss’s heart should not be high. Low.

Although I don’t know how this status came about, I can really let go of my anxious heart.

"Siping, do you want to smoke?" Yang Kun picked up a cigar and asked.

Uncle Feng shook his head: "Sir, I can't."

"It's better not to smoke!"

Yang Kun thought for a while and simply gave up smoking. Thoughts, he opened his mouth and said: "I heard that you are taking office today, and Mr. Qin will come over later.

If nothing unexpected happens, he should be assigned to work with you to supervise the ghost case and drug trafficking case.

Let me give you a thorough explanation first so that you can be mentally prepared and don’t let Mr. Qin down when the time comes. "

"Yes, section chief. Uncle Feng nodded and asked, "Can you tell me a little bit about these two cases?" ”

“Of course. "Yang Kun agreed.

Not long after.

Qin Yao opened the door and walked into the section chief's office. Looking at the thick-browed police officer standing to greet him, he suddenly felt strange in his heart.< br>

If the other party puts on a Taoist robe and connects his eyebrows together, he will probably look like Uncle Jiu...

"Mr. Qin." Yang Kun spoke first, with a respectful attitude.

"Mr. Qin." Uncle Feng was a little nervous and shouted dryly.

Qin Yao waved his hand and asked Uncle Feng, "I'll start working today. Is there any problem?"

"No problem, Mr. Qin." Uncle Feng said solemnly.

"Don't be so nervous, relax."

Qin Yao smiled and asked, "Chief Yang, do you have any clues about the other thing I asked you to check?"

(End of this chapter)