I’m a Big Boss In Uncle Jiu’s World

Chapter 316 What is a big shot? (4000)

"well…"

Uncle Feng sighed helplessly, took out the cardboard box he had prepared long ago from under the table, packed up his things briefly, held the box with both hands, and walked out with heavy steps.

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

 Perhaps...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 evil spirits and welcome good fortune.”

After watching Uncle Feng leave, Mediterranean clapped his hands with a smile on his face, and said to everyone at the workstation: "I'm treating you tonight. Let's celebrate. You won't have to be so heavy at work in the future."

 “Thank you, Director.”

 “Thank you, Director.”

 “Long live the Director.”

 All the soldiers in uniform were joyful.

 “Dong dong dong.”

Just as Mediterranean pressed his palms with a complacent expression and was about to give another speech, a young officer with straight military uniform and fair skin came to the police hall, raised his hand and knocked on the door: "Everyone, I'm sorry to bother you. Wait, is Director Du here?"

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

“Public Security Section Officer Li Mulin has met Director Du.” The young officer raised his hand in salute.

The Mediterranean raised his hand back to the ceremony, and the solemn expression was softened instantly, and asked with a smile: "Is there any instructions for superiors?

Li Mulin smiled slightly: "I am here to transfer Officer Feng Siping to report to the Fucheng Public Security Section on the order of Chief Yang. Director Du, who is Officer Feng?"

Mediterranean’s smile suddenly froze.

The entire hall was instantly silent.

Li Mulin gradually faded his smile and asked, "Director Du, do you have any questions?"

"No problem at all." Mediterranean trembled and said with a dry smile: "Officer Feng is out on business. Wu Feng, please take this comrade to sit in my office, and I will contact Feng Siping immediately."

“Yes, Chief.” A police officer stood up and said.

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, and shouted: "Find Feng Siping's home address immediately, immediately!"

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

 Halnut 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 would not have to do any military work. 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 town. Life became increasingly difficult and miserable. He really didn't know how to tell the other party about moving to the town.

“Uncle, what are you doing standing here?” 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 by it for a while."

The girl chuckled: "Think slowly, I went shopping for groceries and will make hot pot pork for you when I come back."

Uncle Feng was thinking a lot. He couldn't be 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 into the main room with the box in his arms. Looking at the house with almost bare walls, his belief in himself was shaken for the first time in his life...

  Could a belief that has been held for decades be fundamentally bad?

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

In this way, you can satisfy the people around you even though you are aggrieved by yourself, 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...

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

 “Old Fourth!” Du Xinwu shouted with an apologetic smile.

"ha."

Uncle Feng made a magic seal with his hand, and a red light flashed from the sword finger of his right hand. He pressed it **** the center of his eyebrows and shouted: "Broken!"

　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: “…”

He put down his sword finger awkwardly, and tried 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’s so pretty.” Du Xinwu praised.

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

"No no."

Du Xinwu waved his hands quickly and said sincerely: "To be honest, 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 can't let me praise you for playing well. Colleagues, are you doing well?"

 Having been 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 something 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 are also going back."

Uncle Feng: “???”

“Fourth brother, congratulations on your promotion.” Du Xinwu said with a smile on his face.

Uncle Feng was stunned.

 Gao Sheng?

 What is promoted?

 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 came and said they would transfer you to work in the Public Security Department."

Uncle Feng: “…”

Is it pie in the sky?

 He cannot understand.

 In fact, Du Xinwu couldn't understand who could blindly set his sights on this broken piece of wood and wanted to send him there to be tortured. "Fourth brother, 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, I 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 the food first, you don't have to wait for me."

In the kitchen, Alian poked her head out and asked, "When will you be back?"

 “It’s an important task, I’m not sure about it.” Uncle Feng said and walked out of the house first.

 In the 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, but an order frightened him out of his nerves, making him act arrogant and even grovel.

Right is 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 Department. This is a letter of appointment signed by our section chief. Please keep it and go to Fucheng Police Force to take up the post as soon as possible. "

He didn't ask whether you were willing or not. In the police system, the person involved 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 and said, "In that case, I'll take my leave first."

Uncle Feng endured it again and again, but finally couldn't hold it in any longer and asked curiously: "Officer Li, why did Section Chief Yang..."

Li Mulin pointed upward and said softly: "It is said that it means the big boss. I don't know anything else."

Hearing the word "big boss", Du Xinwu bent down subconsciously.

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

If offending Ke Chang 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 rigid and conservative, and 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 cupped his hands and said.

 “Walk slowly.” Uncle Feng said.

Du Xinwu sent him out of the office, then closed the door, smiled bitterly, and came to Uncle Feng: "Fourth brother, 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 him on the shoulder, stood up and walked out: "Director, seeing as you have tolerated me so many times before, I will repay you once, but you should not do anything like flattering others and suppressing others in the future. Yeah, the next person you step on may not let you go."

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 and sat in the main room. He took the chopsticks handed over by Alian and started eating rice and meat. He ate 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, it’s obvious.” Alian stuck out her tongue.

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

 “Huh?” Alian’s eyes suddenly widened with disbelief on her face.

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

 “Promoted?!” Alian stood up in surprise and danced happily.

Let alone 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 carried away because of such a trivial matter.” Uncle Feng coughed dryly.

 “How can this be a trivial matter?”

Alian grinned and said: "The salary of a Fucheng police officer is at least one to two times that of a county-level police officer. I have heard before that if it is the Public Security Department, including various benefits, this ratio can even be as high as More than three times, this is the guarantee of the family’s life. By the way, uncle, which department have you been 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 is this word!

 Early morning the next day.

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

Yang Kun stood up from the chair and waved cordially: "No need to be polite, Siping, come and sit."

 “Section Chief Xie.”

Through the attitude shown by Yang Kun, Uncle Feng estimated that his status in the heart of the big boss should not be 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 don't know how."

 “It’s better if you don’t smoke!”

Yang Kun thought for a while, and simply gave up the idea of ​​smoking, and said: "I heard that you are going to take office today, and Mr. Qin will be here later.

If nothing else happens, he should be assigned to work with you to supervise ghost cases and drug trafficking cases.

 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.

Shortly 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.

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

 “Mr. Qin.” Yang Kun was the first to speak, 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)