I am a super cop

Chapter 872 I have never knelt before my ancestors
No one expected that the number of watermelons ordered had exceeded 1000 in less than a meal just after the public welfare assistance project was launched.

Lu Weiwei has even begun to imagine the scene where everyone in the Furong sub-bureau sits and eats watermelon in a row.

Doesn't that picture feel out of harmony?

More than 100 people ate watermelon from morning till night.

Can this stomach take it?
Lu Weiwei herself didn't care, but she couldn't guarantee others.

Thinking that everyone will be working hard to eliminate watermelons in the next week, Lu Weiwei is even a little excited.

I wonder if Master Kong in the cafeteria will invent some dark dishes about watermelon?

Forensic assistant Gao Chuanfeng touched his belly and said humbly: "I'm already very hungry, so... I'm going to start."

Seeing that Gao Chuanfeng's chopsticks were about to pick up the beef, Lu Weiwei cut it off: "Wait a minute, I haven't taken a picture yet."

"Do you still want to take pictures?" Gao Chuanfeng was stunned, and couldn't help but complain: "It's just a meal, can taking pictures be enough?"

"You don't understand." Lu Weiwei didn't want to talk to him about anything else, so she put all the plates away and started to take pictures with her mobile phone.

Looking up at Yuan Shasha, Lu Weiwei asked her curiously: "Xiao Yuan, don't you take pictures and post them on Moments?"

"Uh! Take...let's take a picture." Yuan Shasha refused in her heart, but because of Lu Weiwei's face, she reluctantly took out her phone and took a few photos at will.

"Xiao Yuan, how many photos did you take?" Lu Weiwei asked her.

Yuan Shasha smiled and said: "4 photos, sending 4 photos to Moments feels exquisite."

"Then I must get Jiugongge." Lu Weiwei said.

Police Officer Wang hung his chopsticks for a long time, and his saliva almost dripped onto the table, so he couldn't help asking jokingly, "Lu Weiwei, are you alright?"

"Okay." Lu Weiwei sat back in her seat, and took a photo with everyone in the background of the dinner.

"It's done." Lu Weiwei put down her phone in satisfaction, and then joined the session where everyone came to grab food.

Gu Chen glanced up at Yuan Shasha, and asked her, "Xiao Yuan, can your relative's company really consume so many watermelons?"

"It should be no problem. My relatives have a factory and there are quite a lot of workers. The 100 can be given to the management to taste first. If they feel good, they can be distributed to those workers. I think it shouldn't be a big problem to order a few thousand more. "

"Thousands?" Hearing Yuan Shasha's remarks, Gao Chuanfeng was stunned: "In this way, everyone is a melon eater."

"With such relatives, what kind of policeman are you, Xiao Yuan?" Officer Wang was also puzzled, feeling that Yuan Shasha gave him a very different feeling.

When I first came to the third group, I remembered the chocolates that Yuan Shasha gave everyone. That was the Rolls Royce of chocolates, which most people couldn't afford.

But Yuan Shasha is lucky, giving this kind of chocolate feels like giving snacks.

Judging from this detail, Officer Wang is also skeptical. After all, the habits of many rich people are quite different from those of ordinary people.

For example, in order to test whether his new girlfriend is sincere to him, a tall, rich and handsome boy concealed his identity as a rich man, drove an Audi TT to date his girlfriend, and told her directly.

I am so poor that I can only drive an Audi TT, and my monthly pocket money is only 8 yuan, but my girlfriend still likes him.

This proves that the girlfriend is sincere and does not like him for money.

Of course, in his impression, it seems that driving an Audi TT and having a monthly allowance of 8 yuan should mean being poor in the circle.

Maybe the Audi TT is his nanny's scooter for grocery shopping, and 8 yuan is not even enough to stay in the presidential suite for one night.

Of course these are jokes, but reality is often more interesting and magical realism than jokes.

At the very least, when Yuan Shasha first came to work in the Furong branch, she had the temperament of a local tyrant.

It's just slowly getting down to earth...

Later, when Police Officer Wang saw Yuan Shasha crowded the bus to go to work, he completely dispelled the impression that Yuan Shasha was a rich woman and treated her as an ordinary person.

Perhaps, she just has a wealthy relative.

"Xiao Yuan, call your relative over next time, we have to thank him face to face." Gu Chen said.

"No need?" Yuan Shasha said with a wry smile, "It's just a matter of lifting a finger."

"Then you have to tell the unit, so that Dong Zhuolin's uncle can directly transport the melons." Officer Wang said.

After Yuan Shasha thought about it, she said again: "Now there are only 100. When I order another 1000, I will tell Dong Zhuolin's uncle the unit directly? Do you think it will work?"

"Okay, you have to do it, you have to order 1000, I have to call Dong Zhuolin and talk to him, let his uncle bring the best melons, and give you the best price."

With this group of reliable friends, Gao Chuanfeng feels that he has more face in front of his classmate Dong Zhuolin. At least he won't abuse himself next time he plays, right?

After seeing Lu Weiwei's statistics, Gu Chen handed the sticky note to her and said, "Then place an order according to this, first order 1000 pieces, and let Uncle Dong Zhuolin deliver them to the Furong Branch, and we will arrange for someone to connect them."

"Then the remaining balance will be sent once again with a small three rounds. Senior sister Lu will be responsible for collecting all the money ordered, and will settle it with Uncle Dong Zhuolin face to face. If the money for the purchase of melons is temporarily confiscated, I can make up for it first."

"I think it's okay. We can let them prepare in advance and transport the melons directly to the branch tomorrow." Police Officer Wang thought about being a hard-working melon eater tomorrow, and he felt very happy, thinking that Xiaobei at home should be the best. love to eat.

It didn't take long for everyone to eat at the farmhouse, and then they left.

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The next day.

9 o'clock in the morning.

Furong Branch.

While everyone was busy with their work, at this moment, there was a lively commotion in the compound of the Furong branch.

A third group of female trainee policemen looked out through the window, then quickly looked away and said, "Senior Brother Gu, has the watermelon we ordered yesterday arrived?"

"Really?" Gu Chen put down the document in his hand, and followed everyone to the window.

Only then did everyone realize that 20 agricultural tricycles were driving into the compound of the Furong Sub-bureau from outside one by one.

This movement attracted many passers-by to watch.

Many people gathered at the gate of the Furong Sub-bureau, watching the tricycles dragging melons lined up in a row.

Suddenly everyone was whispering:

"What's the situation? Why are there so many melon farmers?"

"They all sell watermelons, but why did they all stop at the compound of the Furong branch?"

"This battle is so spectacular. I came from there just now, and people in the whole street are taking photos of these tricycles. I think this team is too powerful, right?"

"Is it going to be sold to the Furong branch? There are so many watermelons, can we eat them all?"

"I really want to be a melon-eating crowd, but I don't know if the Furong branch will give me melons."

……

The melon farmers here are in battle, ready to unload the goods, while Gu Chen has already brought Yuan Shasha and Lu Weiwei over to pick up the goods.

"Officer Gu." Seeing Gu Chen, Dong Fang immediately wiped off his sweat with the towel on his shoulders, and hurried forward to say hello:
"The quantity of watermelons you ordered yesterday, our 23 melon farmers, have been prepared overnight."

"Is the quantity enough?" Gu Chen asked.

Dong Fang patted his chest and promised: "I'm afraid that some will be crushed, so I only need more and more, and I will calculate the quantity for you."

Looking around, Dong Fang said again: "Where are these melons? We will unload and move the melons for you later."

"Put it in the warehouse at our branch office. I'll take you there." Yuan Shasha took the initiative to step forward and led Dong Fang to look at the warehouse.

Here, in the director's office of the office building of the Furong branch, Zhao Guozhi drank the wolfberry tea in his hand, and looked outside with a slight smile.

A third-level police inspector next to him came over and said, "Bureau Zhao, the public welfare and poverty alleviation campaign launched by Gu Chen and the others in the work group yesterday has achieved good results. Now our entire branch, the police station under its jurisdiction, and some other branch brothers, The enthusiasm for ordering is high."

"Up to now, the number of watermelons ordered has exceeded 1600, and more than 1000 were shipped this morning alone."

"Yeah!" Zhao Guozhi nodded slightly, and said involuntarily, "This public welfare action is fine, and Gu Chen is fine."

"Ah?" When the third-level police inspector heard that Zhao Guozhi mentioned Gu Chen, he also laughed and said, "Yes, it can be said that this kind of thing happened to Gu Chen and the others. It can be said to be a good thing."

"And our Furong branch took the lead in participating in the order this time, and it also has more face in the brother unit."

"That's not what I said." Zhao Guozhi shook his head.

"No...not this one?" The third-level police inspector was stunned, a little puzzled, so he asked again: "Then which Zhao Bureau are you talking about?"

"I'm talking about Gu Chen's charisma." Zhao Guozhi returned to his seat from the window with a thermos in hand.

The Third Inspector followed.

"In the past, our Furong branch also conducted similar public welfare activities. We bought some unsalable agricultural products from local farmers, but the effect was not too obvious."

"However, not long after the launch last night, the entire Furong Branch was almost fully involved, and the preliminary order quantity was determined that night, and it was shipped early this morning."

"This kind of efficiency, and this kind of appeal, it can be said that there should be no second person in the Furong branch."

"Then...isn't that because watermelon is a necessity in summer, and everyone needs it?" said the third-class inspector.

Zhao Guozhi snorted and said with a smile: "Whether it is or not, it is undeniable that Gu Chen's appeal in the Furong branch has far surpassed everyone else."

Glancing at the third-level police inspector, Zhao Guozhi said again: "He, Gu Chen, is a treasure of our Furong branch. In the past, in order to upgrade the Furong police station to the Furong branch, Gu Chen has always been in charge of publicity."

"Now he is too busy with his job, but his publicity work is getting less and less. I feel that we should take advantage of this wave of public welfare enthusiasm and give our Furong branch a satisfactory answer."

"You mean?" asked the third inspector.

Zhao Guozhi said with a smile: "To do public welfare, of course we can't be petty. Take everyone to play together, and let other brother units participate."

"And I have already written a report to the city bureau to mobilize the city's police forces to help these melon farmers tide over the difficulties together."

Looking at the local unicorn melons that were busy being transported downstairs, Zhao Guozhi couldn't help but sip his mouth and said, "Our local unicorn melons in Jiangnan will of course be handled by us Jiangnan police."

Before the third-level inspector could react, Zhao Guozhi put down the water glass and waved, "Come on, let's go down and have a look."

"Okay." The third-rank inspector followed closely behind.

At this time, the compound of Furong Sub-bureau has already been the busy scene of melon farmers.

Everyone drove the tricycle to the warehouse location, and used the relay method to transport the watermelons on the car to the warehouse one by one.

Since there was nothing to do at the moment, Gu Chen took Lu Weiwei and Yuan Shasha to direct at the scene.

At this time, a tall and thin man in a white shirt walked up to Gu Chen and handed him a cigarette: "Comrade police, thank you for your hard work."

"Thank you, I don't smoke." Gu Chen waved his hand and refused.

Seeing this, Dong Fang hurried over to introduce to the two of them: "I was so busy just now that I forgot to introduce you."

Dong Fang first came to Gu Chen's side and introduced to the tall and thin man in the shirt: "This is Gu Chen, the team leader of the Criminal Investigation Division [-] of the Furong Sub-bureau. .”

"Thank you, Officer Gu, ouch, you've helped our Dongjia Village a lot." Hearing Dong Fang's introduction, the tall and thin man immediately stepped forward and shook hands with Gu Chen.

So Dong Fang immediately introduced again: "Officer Gu, this is Dong Aiping, the head of our Dongjia Village, and the leader of our poverty alleviation base."

"Since last night, our Village Chief Dong heard that the Furong Branch had ordered 1000 watermelons, and he couldn't sleep all night."

"So last night, we took our families to pick 1000 watermelons overnight, and early this morning, they were loaded into the city and transported to the city. I'm afraid that you will regret it."

"Hehe, how could it be?" Feeling that Dong Aiping was too excited, he began to think wildly.

Gu Chen also reassured him and said, "Don't worry about this, we want all the more than 1000 watermelons here, and there may be more than 1000 orders, you have to prepare."

Dong Aiping excitedly looked at Dong Fang beside him, and said with emotion: "I used to say that we had difficulties finding the police, but now we never thought that we would still find your police for this kind of difficulty. Your Furong branch is the great benefactor of our Dongjia Village. what."

"If this poverty alleviation base can't be established this year, and the melon farmers can't sell their products, then I, as the village head, will have no face."

"What's the matter? Is it so serious?" Dong Aiping seemed to be overly nervous, as if he had put his entire life on these unsalable watermelons.

So Gu Chen comforted him again: "It's okay, as long as your melons are delicious, I guarantee that these melons can be sold quickly."

"Because our Furong branch has connected many welfare homes, and they all have the procurement capabilities in this area, so please rest assured about the unsalable watermelons, we will properly help you solve it."

"Thank you, thank you Officer Gu, thank you." Dong Aiping suddenly knelt on the ground with a "plop", which startled Gu Chen.

Gu Chen quickly supported him and said, "Mr. Dong, what are you doing? Get up quickly."

Lu Weiwei said inexplicably: "That's right, Village Chief Dong, you just bought a watermelon, so there's no need to kneel down for us, right? Well... a man has gold under his knees, so you can't kneel casually."

Dong Fang was also puzzled, what happened today?Dong Aiping actually kneeled down to the police?

Dong Fang remembered that Dong Aiping never even knelt down to visit his ancestor's grave, and felt that Dong Aiping was very strange today.

But I can't say why.

After all, it was the Furong Sub-bureau that brought hope to the Dongjia Village Poverty Alleviation Base. I think it must be Dong Fang's abnormal behavior due to over-excitement?
Dong Fang was thinking on this side, but a first-class police inspector on the other side was walking over with several other police officers.

Seeing Dong Aiping kneel down to Gu Chen, Zhao Guozhi couldn't help but shook his head: "I said, brother village chief, there's no need to kneel down."

"For public welfare and poverty alleviation, buying some watermelons for poverty alleviation is just a small effort of our Furong branch. We can't accept your kneeling. Get up quickly."

"Yeah, get up." Another third-level inspector also said.

It was also under the urging of everyone that Dong Aiping slowly got up.

But when Gu Chen let go of his hands, Dong Aiping's feet suddenly went limp, and he almost fell down again.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Gu Chen supported him: "Mr. Dong, are you alright?"

"No...it's okay." Dong Aiping wiped the sweat from his forehead, looking extremely nervous.

When Dong Fang saw this, he couldn't help but smiled and said, "Maybe our Village Chief Dong was too tired from work last night, and we haven't caught our breath yet."

"Then you should go back early and have a good rest. After all, the watermelons in Dongjia Village need Village Chief Dong to work harder." Lu Weiwei said.

Dong Aiping nodded silently: "Yes, maybe I'm too tired, or maybe I'm too excited. After all, I haven't been this happy for many years. Thank you, comrade police."

While everyone was chatting with each other, outside the gate of the Furong branch, Jiangnan TV reporter Bai Xiaolan was already standing outside to record and broadcast.

Following photographer Wu Jun's three-two-one gesture retraction, Bai Xiaolan smiled slightly facing the camera: "Hello, viewers, this is Jiangnan TV's "Positive Energy in Action" column."

"Today we received a lot of messages from netizens, saying that a special convoy appeared in our Jiangnan City early this morning. They entered the city in mighty force and drove directly to the compound of the Furong Branch Bureau."

"Many netizens said they didn't understand, and didn't know what happened. So, as a reporter of Jiangnan TV, today I let everyone follow my camera and find out together."

As soon as Bai Xiaolan waved his hand, the photographer Wu Jun immediately followed behind Bai Xiaolan with the camera on his shoulder.

At this moment, outside the gate of the Furong branch, the crowd saw a reporter coming, and they all gave way to both sides.

Bai Xiaolan asked an aunt at random, "Hello, aunt, what happened here? Why do so many tricycle convoys drive into the compound of the Furong branch?"

"Sell watermelons." The aunt's simple answer immediately caused other passers-by to burst into laughter.

Bai Xiaolan showed her standard professional smile, and continued to ask: "Selling watermelons in the police station? And 20 cars at a time? What kind of selling method is this?"

The microphone was passed to the aunt again.

The aunt hesitated for a moment, and murmured: "I'm just a melon-eating crowd, but they didn't give me melons to eat. Don't ask me, I don't know."

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(End of this chapter)