Chapter Eighty-Seven: Preemptive Strike(2/5)
He just received a call from the director:
The director gave him a severe beating and asked him how he taught his subordinates. He even dared to say discriminatory words.
Well now, ten congressmen have arrived at the General Administration, waiting for explanations!
Many senior officers from the West Kowloon Police Station were interviewed, but no one dared to answer, let alone take over Charles' mission.
Of course, Charles could see it clearly. He looked directly at the deputy director and ordered:
"There's no need to send them off. Just go on to the meeting. I can't think of a way to stop anyone from getting off work today."
"yes, sir"
Deputy Chief Mo reluctantly agreed and called everyone upstairs to continue the meeting to find a solution.
When Charles saw his subordinates, he became angry and quickly walked to the parking lot, preparing to drive away.
Since this time was neither working time nor off-duty time, the door was blocked by marchers.
So there was no one at the parking lot.
Just when Charles was about to get in the car, he was suddenly stopped by a voice:
"Sir please wait a moment"
"who?"
Looking around, he saw a tall figure running towards him, carrying a briefcase.
Charles recognized at a glance that the person who came was none other than Mong Kok Police Commissioner Lei Yaoyang.
At high-level meetings of the police, he had often seen Lei Yaoyang steal the show.
It's just that he didn't like Lei Yaoyang at all at that time, and his work attitude was also special. He worked in a political way and played left and right to gain benefits. As for merit, he didn't value it so much.
He ignored Lei Yaoyang and never thought that a small character in his eyes would cause such big trouble for him this time.
"Crack!"
After slamming the car door, Charles became angry again:
"Lei Yaoyang, you still dare to appear in front of me?"
"Sir, what do you say? It's just a misunderstanding. I won't explain it to you right away!"
Lei Yaoyang walked up to him with an honest look, with a hint of confusion on his face at the right time.
"Misunderstanding? There is no misunderstanding in this matter! You are really good. You think you are great after solving a few cases. How dare you fight with me, West Kowloon Police Station?"
Charles's thinking was a little strange, but it was in line with his long-standing work attitude, so he shouted.
"Sir, I have never wanted to fight with any police station. We are all policemen and we all serve the people. What happened today is really a misunderstanding. I rushed here just to explain the misunderstanding. For those people outside, I have also thought of a way
Solved."
Lei Yaoyang kept his attitude very low and explained again and again.
"Oh!"
The more this happened, the more arrogant Charles became and said with disdain
"Okay, you have to bow to me, right? First hand over all the police officers who fought in Tsim Sha Tsui, and then you can handwrite a letter of apology to me. In this case, I may regard this matter as a misunderstanding."
"Sir, I came here not to bow down."
Upon hearing this, Lei Yaoyang's attitude became a little tougher and he said:
"I just feel that our Mong Kok Police Station and West Kowloon Police Station both belong to the Operations Department. Sir and I are both employees of the Deputy Director of Operations, and we are our own people, so..."
"Shut up!"
Charles interrupted before Lei Yaoyang finished speaking:
"What is your Mong Kok Police Station? What qualifications does an inconspicuous small police station have to compete with me in West Kowloon? The Deputy Director of Operations is only one level higher than me. Do you think he can order me to do things?"
"No one is one of your own!"
"Lei Yaoyang Chinese have a saying that he who knows the current affairs is a hero. You have accepted all the responsibility for knowing the current affairs. I can also intercede with the director on your behalf."
"From now on, any cases you have at the Mong Kok Police Station will be handed over to us in West Kowloon for review and handling before being released!"
Charles is a ghost guy who is not very Chinese at heart, and seems to have some racial discrimination.
It was a long speech, all in the tone of a superior treating his subordinates, without any discussion among colleagues.
Lei Yaoyang acted very calmly. He waited until Charles finished speaking and then said calmly:
"Sir, if that's the case, then you can invite me."
"kindness?"
Charles was stunned as if he didn't understand why Lei Yaoyang suddenly changed his attitude.
Lei Yaoyang ignored him and turned around to leave.
"Lei Yaoyang, do you dare to leave like this?"
Charles was suspicious and angry, and yelled.
Lei Yaoyang didn't reply. He raised his right hand and shook it as "goodbye", and quickly disappeared from Charles' eyes.
In his heart, Charles wanted to have someone capture Lei Yaoyang, give him a good look, and let him know what would happen if he didn't respect his superiors, especially himself.
But the director was still waiting for him, and he had no time to waste, so he could only write it down and drive away quickly.
Just when Charles' Mercedes-Benz was driving high, Lei Yaoyang strolled out of the back door of the police station, holding his brother in one hand and saying with a smile:
"Master Jing, please instruct your people to make the matter bigger in half an hour."
"But you should also pay attention to controlling your points and don't attack the police station. Throwing garbage is fine in my opinion."
"Understood, I'll do the work. Don't worry, Mr. Lei. It's my first time to do such an interesting thing as demonstrating outside the police station. I'll be in charge today, so there will be no problem."
The blue whale on the phone was taking over the road.
"Okay, then I'll trouble Mr. Jing."
Lei Yaoyang hung up the phone, slowly opened his briefcase, and took out a black object. It was a video recorder!
"What you said, Charles, is quite good. You also know a lot about Chinese culture. You also know the saying, "He who retreats from current affairs becomes a hero." But it's a pity that you still don't know much about the history of China. You don't know what "talking sweetly but hiding sword" means."
Lei Yaoyang turned on the camera, took out the tape inside, and smiled.
After a while a taxi stopped.
Lei Yaoyang got into the car and said easily:
"Hong Kong Municipal Police Headquarters."
Hong Kong Municipal Police Headquarters.
The Deputy Director of Operations was sitting in his office with an indescribable mood.
It can be said that there is some degree of joy, and there is also some degree of anger.
The West Kowloon Police Station, no matter how you say it, should belong to the Operations Department, with its own enthusiasm.
However, Charles's family swayed left and right, reaping benefits from several ends, and "everyone benefited".
For example, the West Kowloon Police Station caused such a big incident today and was criticized by the Hong Kong Comprehensive Municipal Women's Association.
But even the director did not bother the deputy director of operations, but directly informed Charles to go for training.
Originally, it was a good thing not to get into trouble, but on the other hand, even the division chief knew that Charles was not from his operations department. For a division chief of the operations department, it was a huge failure.
"Hey, forget it, let's not think about it so much. Charles has made such a big move, so it's okay for the director not to cause trouble for himself."
Wei Mingkui could only comfort himself and absentmindedly deal with the documents at hand.
Dong Dong……
Suddenly there was a polite knock on the door, and the personal assistant Xiao Xiao walked into the office and asked for instructions.
"Boss, Superintendent Lei of Mong Kok Police Station is here and wants to see you!"
"Superintendent Ray?"
Wei Mingkui was stunned at first, and then realized immediately, isn’t Superintendent Lei Lei Yaoyang!
Yes, that guy has been promoted to superintendent now.
"Let him in!"
The order without any consideration also means that Wei Mingkui is absolutely satisfied with Lei Yaoyang, his subordinate.
After all, if it were another superintendent who asked for an audience, Wei Mingkui would not let him in so easily. He would have to wait for a few minutes.
I really thought the deputy director was so easy to meet!
Soon, Lei Yaoyang, who had put on a neat uniform, appeared and walked into the office, holding a black briefcase in his hand.
"sir"
"Yaoyang is here, sit down wherever you want."
To be continued...