"Strongly demand severe punishment for Zhou Jingren and Liu Shiren!"
The West Kowloon Police Station, a majestic office in the past, has turned into a complete joke today.
Hundreds of women blocked the door, holding signs and pulling banners. Driven by five or six loudspeakers, their momentum was no weaker than that of the men, and they kept shouting.
Reporters from major media outlets in Hong Kong Comprehensive City were like chicken blood. After receiving the news, they rushed to the entrance of the West Kowloon Police Station and surrounded them on three floors inside and three floors outside, covering 360-degree coverage.
.
More and more people know what is going on, and more and more news stations are reporting it.
It's still the same conference room as before.
As for the fact that the West Kowloon Police Station failed to arrest everyone from the Mong Kok Police Station and lost face, no one cares about it now.
All the senior executives in West Kowloon were looking at the TV with unblinking eyes and ugly expressions.
On the TV, it was the video shot by Le Huizhen's team. It not only contained an exclusive interview with Zhou Lin Shuhui, but also what happened to Zhou Lin Shuhui when she went to Tsim Sha Tsui.
Finally, after Zhou Lin Shuhui returned to the Women's Association, she immediately issued a statement of condemnation.
Charles looked inside the TV:
Superintendent Liu said without shame that the female police officer could only do logistics, and since shooting in the street was already wrong, and that it needed to be strictly investigated as evidence, his face turned red.
"Crack!"
Charles couldn't stand it anymore, so he slammed the table, stood up suddenly, and yelled:
"Liu Jingren, Zhou Wenliang, you two bastards, you dare to say such things to others, and you were photographed by reporters."
"Zhou Lin Shuhui is a guest of Her Majesty the Queen. She can't even offend me. If you dare to touch her, are you trying to kill me?"
The two superintendents were also frightened and frightened at this moment, knowing that they were being plotted by Lei Yaoyang, and it was the most cruel plot.
Especially Liu Jingren, who said most of the words. Zhou Wenliang was the most important accomplice, and he was the principal offender.
His face turned pale, and Liu Jingren completely lost the arrogance he had in Tsim Sha Tsui in the morning, and said aggrievedly:
"Director, this is all because of Lei Yaoyang and me. He led me to say those words."
"There is also Ms. Zhou Lin Huhui whom I don't know at all. It was Lei Yaoyang who brought her to the scene!"
"Director, this is unfair!"
Zhou Wenliang was better than Liu Jingren. After all, he did not say those discriminatory words himself. He said cautiously:
"Director, the most important thing now is how to deal with this matter. Even if we need to hold people accountable, we must calm down the matter."
"What should I do now? Do I still need your guidance? Deal with it. What I want most right now is to deal with you two bastards. Throw you two bastards out and let those women outside handle it!"
Charles was furious and roared.
At this moment, a police officer from outside ran into the meeting room and said:
"Director, the Director has a call to call you!"
When Charles heard this, he felt his head hurt so much that he said angrily:
"You all think about how to settle this matter."
After saying this, Charles slammed the door and left.
At the same time, just opposite the West Kowloon Police Station, there was a small tea restaurant.
Lei Yaoyang sat across from Blue Whale, admiring the demonstrations and drinking tea.
"Master Jing, thank you very much for this incident."
Lei Yaoyang held up his tea cup to express his thanks.
The blue whale smiled, drank a cup of tea, and immediately said:
"Master Lei, you have made a big mistake. It's just a trivial matter for you to have a few horses. And if you just let them parade, I won't suffer any loss."
"For this kind of thing, Master Lei should just come to me. Our Sanliantang doesn't have many things, it just has a lot of girls."
Undoubtedly, it can be known from the conversation between the two that the demonstration team that appeared in front of the West Kowloon Police Station was their work.
It's right to think about it. Although Zhou Lin Shuhui issued a condemnation after returning and was put on TV by Le Huizhen, the effect could not be reflected immediately.
If there is no one to promote it, there will be no demonstration. At most, the MPs will block the door and demand explanations.
But that would be of no use to Lei Yaoyang.
The only way to make trouble bigger and better is to make trouble with one's own hands, so that Lei Yaoyang can control everything.
"Master Jing, without my instructions, no matter who comes forward, tell them not to withdraw."
"Master Lei, don't worry, I have made all the arrangements. The team is led by the elites of our Sanliantang. They will not take a step back without my instructions."
The blue whale nodded repeatedly and said relaxedly.
"good!"
Lei Yaoyang smiled with satisfaction, took out a check from his arms, put it on the table and said:
"Master Jing, this is the tea money I gave to my brothers!"
When Blue Whale saw that he didn't even look at the check, his face turned serious and he said
"Master Lei, you are so boring."
"If Mr. Lei hadn't spoken for me, our joint hall would not have been able to do business with Mr. Huo. I have always wanted to find an opportunity to repay Mr. Lei. Today's small thing is not worth the kindness that Mr. Lei has shown to our Sanliantang."
One-tenth of."
"If Mr. Lei has to pay for tea for such a trivial matter, I, the Blue Whale, will leave immediately."
"Okay, I'm the one who saw the outside."
Lei Yaoyang didn't force it. This kind of thing was indeed too small for the blue whale.
Taking out the check is just a matter of rules. Don't let Blue Whale feel that you are "taking advantage of a favor to seek repayment." It's okay if you mean it.
After putting away the check, Lei Yaoyang said:
"By the way, Mr. Jing, I forgot to ask you, how is your business with Mr. Huo going?"
"Oh, how can a little girl like me be qualified to do business with Mr. Huo? I have to rely on Mr. Huo to take care of me."
Speaking of this blue whale, the smile on his face became even brighter and he said excitedly:
"Mr. Huo wanted a piece of skin from the New Territories. Our Sanliantang came forward to get it for Mr. Huo. Mr. Huo was quite satisfied with it."
"Just three days ago, Mr. Huo gave us Sanliantang's single building repossession and property management business. Now the brothers are all working."
"Mr. Huo really has nothing to say to us small people. He even arranged a lawyer for us to tell us how to start a company and run the business properly."
"In that case, I will first replace the wine with tea and wish Mr. Jing a great success in the industry."
Lei Yaoyang admires Blue Whale and is happy to give him benefits.
This man is very knowledgeable, and he is not like ordinary bosses who think they are inferior and put on airs.
"Hahaha, Master Lei said this too early. I am just a student now. I am learning from Mr. Huo's people and doing some hard work. If I really want to develop and be productive, I will be very knowledgeable."
Blue Whale took a sip of tea and said modestly.
As he spoke, the Blue Whale also "reciprocated the favor" and said:
"Master Lei, is this enough for the demonstration? Do you need me to make more arrangements to make some big noise?"
"No, it's not time yet!"
Lei Yaoyang waved his hand and his eagle eyes flashed:
"After drinking this pot of tea, it's time for me to do some exercise!"
Outside the West Kowloon Police Station.
There are more and more demonstrators. In the beginning, it was actually the women arranged by Blue Whale. However, as time passed and the news about Lin Shuhui’s declaration last week became fermented, some people also came over.
Especially housewives, who were already free, but now they were fooled by the description of some feminist pioneers, so they simply stood in the queue and shouted slogans along with them.
Many West Kowloon police officers have no intention of going to work.
The sound of collective demonstrations keeps ringing in our ears. Who can calm down and work?
The male police officers were whispering, and the female police officers were even more excited.
The women all know the news. The reason why there is such a big fuss this time is because the women are treated unfairly.
This undoubtedly made them feel the same way.
Director Charles had already come down from the stairs and appeared in the lobby, followed by a large group of West Kowloon senior executives to see him off.
"I don't care what methods you use, you have to deal with those women outside. The director asked me to report to the General Administration now. Before I come back, I must see the matter resolved."
As Charles explained, he hurriedly walked out, his anger undisguised.
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."
Compared to the first time he asked to see the same room, Wei Minglian's attitude was completely different.
With a friendly expression on his face, he told his secretary:
"Make two cups of coffee and come in."
"Yes! Boss."
The secretary went out and closed the door behind him.
Lei Yaoyang was not polite, pulled out a chair and sat down, and said seriously:
"Sir, I have a big matter that I want to discuss with sir."
"event?"
Wei Ming was stunned for a moment, then immediately laughed and said:
"Yaoyang, you want to hand over the case on the streets of Tsim Sha, right? Don't worry, I'm probably clear about the matter. Your men did the right thing."
"As for your shooting, Ms. Zhou Linshuhui has personally made two phone calls to the General Administration, one to the director and one to me. She explained it very clearly to you."
"Ms. Zhou Lin Shuhui greatly appreciates the fact that you cut off the gun immediately and protected her safety. The director and I also discussed this matter. You handled this matter very well and decisively, and you also pulled Zhou back.
Ms. Lin Shuhui has a lot of impressions of our police."
After all, I am one of my own, I feel comfortable, I can explain it clearly to myself directly, and the benefits of having a backer are fully realized.
If I don't know the Deputy Director of Operations, I'm afraid he might tell me something to scare me even if I'm fine.
Lei Yaoyang felt calm after hearing this and looked at the Deputy Director of Operations gratefully:
"I know that there are actually big deficiencies in handling emergencies on the streets of Tsim Sha Tsui. It all depends on the sir to make everything okay."
"Although sir didn't say it, I can imagine that sir must have said a lot of good things for me in front of the director."
"Hahaha"
Wei Mingkui was very satisfied with these words and laughed loudly and said:
"That's nothing, Yaoyang, you don't have to belittle yourself. You handled it really well this time. Before I even opened my mouth, the director already said that there would be no further investigation."
"And that matter can only be regarded as a trivial matter now!"
"kindness!"
Lei Yaoyang looked like he had known this for a long time, nodded and said:
"What I want to discuss with Sir is not this matter. I'm afraid it's the big thing that Sir has in mind."
"oh?"
The Deputy Director of Operations asked with a serious look on his face:
"What's the matter? Tell me."
"Sir, let me ask you a question, aren't the Commissioner of West Kowloon Police Station and us the same person?"
Lei Yaoyang knew the truth clearly, but his eyes were full of doubts at the right time.
Hearing this question, the Deputy Director of Operations was both happy and annoyed.
He was happy that Lei Yaoyang's words made him feel comfortable, but he was annoyed that Charles was indeed not his person, which made him very embarrassed.
Shaking his head slowly, the Deputy Director of Operations faced his valued subordinates and said:
"No, he is a free man."
"Hey, if you say that, I'm too busy."
Immediately after, Lei Yaoyang sighed with a sad face.
"Yaoyang, what on earth is going on?"
The Deputy Director of Operations was very curious and asked again.
"Sir, at first I thought he and we were one of our own, so after learning about the demonstration in front of the West Kowloon Police Station, I tried to find a way to solve it, and at the same time I came to the door, hoping that he and our Mong Kok Police Station could resolve the misunderstanding and let us know about the demonstration first.
The matter is resolved.”
"But I didn't expect it to be..."
Lei Yaoyang was halfway through his words, and the Deputy Director of Operations was appalled.
"Do you have a solution?"
The Deputy Director of Operations knew that Lei Yaoyang was very capable, and it was thanks to him that he got into trouble with this "terrorist", and the solution was perfect.
Now upon hearing this, the Deputy Director of Operations secretly said with joy:
"Maybe with this incident, I can even use the West Kowloon Police Station as my strength!"
Leaning slightly forward, the Deputy Director of Operations asked with great interest:
“Let’s hear Yaoyang’s solution!”
Lei Yaoyang stopped replying, opened his briefcase, took out a box of video tapes and put it on his desk, with an ugly expression on his face.
"Sir, this tape was accidentally photographed by a reporter at the gate of West Kowloon Police Station. I hope sir can take a look at it immediately."
"What kind of belt is it?"
The deputy director of operations took the tape and hesitated twice.
Just then the secretary walked in with two cups of tea.
The Deputy Director of Operations was also unambiguous. He raised the hand holding the belt and directly told Secretary Wei:
"Put this tape on."
The secretary obeyed and immediately put the tape into the video recorder and played it in the office.
The content is exactly what Lei Yaoyang looked like, looking for Charles to "make peace" in the West Kowloon parking lot.
The picture even had some jitters, which looked like a candid shot, but the sound was clear.
At first, the Deputy Director of Operations was just curious and confused, but when he saw that Charles went too far, he even said:
The Deputy Director of Operations is just one level higher than me. Do you think he can order me to do things?
The deputy director of operations turned pale.
Lei Yaoyang immediately explained and said in a timely manner:
"At that time, Charles and I were discussing in the parking lot. There was a man who kept sneaking around and was also in the parking lot. The West Kowloon Police Station is not my place. I thought he was one of my own, so I didn't pay attention."
"But when I was about to leave, I found that he was still holding a bag. I became wary and stepped forward to question him."
"I didn't expect that man was not a colleague at all, but a reporter who wanted to sneak into the West Kowloon Police Station to secretly take photos."
"This tape was what I confiscated from his camera at that time."
This explanation is accepted by the Deputy Director of Operations.
Moreover, the Deputy Director of Operations was no longer here. His mind was full of anger, and he slammed the table and said:
"You're going too far, Charles!"
The Deputy Director of Operations really never thought that Charles could be so arrogant down there.
The most important thing is that in the tape, Charles also showed that he looked down on him, and Yi Ran said in front of Lei Yaoyang that he could not tell him to do things.
This is a complete loss of his face!
Now that this is happening "unintentionally", it is conceivable that Charles probably often speaks ill of himself or tramples on his dignity.
It's just that there is no evidence of kunai from other subordinates, and few people tell him.
"Well, you are a fool. It doesn't matter if you don't join my camp. You are still going out to mess with me. I have to endure it any longer. Do you still have the dignity to sit in the position of deputy director in the future?"
The deputy director of operations sat on the main seat, took out a pack of cigarettes from his drawer, lit one, took a deep breath, and thought about it secretly.
"Sir, I was not well-informed enough and did not know that Charles was not one of your own, so I have embarrassed you."
Lei Yaoyang spoke again at this moment and took the initiative to take the blame.
Can the Deputy Director of Operations blame Lei Yaoyang?
As people said, they didn't know anything beforehand.
If you think about it carefully, it makes perfect sense that Charles is the director and Lei Yaoyang thinks that the other party is one of his own.
But Sis not only cannot blame Lei Yaoyang, but also thinks that he, the boss, is a bit incompetent.
Even the chief of the police station in West Kowloon has not subdued him into his own power.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. The Deputy Director of Operations waved his hand and said:
"I don't blame you for this, it's just that Charles was too arrogant when he rushed to the street. You are willing to lower your head to find him for the sake of the unity of our operations department. I can see clearly."
As he said that, a sharp look flashed in the eyes of the Deputy Director of Operations, and his tone became gloomy:
"Charles, I won't make it easy for him."
"Oh!"
Lei Yaoyang was delighted when he heard this, but on the surface he was extremely serious and asked again:
"Sir, since Charles is not one of us, then who does he belong to? Is he just like Sir Gong from the Criminal Intelligence Division?"
"Although Gong Jiapei is not mine, I don't hate him. I'm afraid the people who manage the deputy director and Central don't hate him that much either. He is dedicated to his work. Although he often offends me, I admit it."
"That bastard Charles is completely different. He is always swaying. He will stand with whoever gives him benefits and follow whoever gives him a bone. Charles is the purest dog."
The Deputy Director of Operations spoke more directly and less politely, calling Lei Yaoyang a dog in front of him.
Undoubtedly, he really regarded Lei Yaoyang as one of his own and became more and more trustworthy.
Lei Yaoyang nodded, this was not much different from the information he had collected.
With a straight face, Lei Yaoyang said doubtfully again:
"Sir, if Charles is so worthless, why can he still hold the position of Commissioner of West Kowloon Police Station?"
Lei Yaoyang really doesn't understand this.
Since the Deputy Director of Operations had said so much, he did not want to say more and sighed:
"After all, Hong Kong Comprehensive Market is still a place for ghosts. Charles's bastard's family flag has great status in the UK."
"Although Charles is quite a bastard, as the director of West Kowloon over the years, he has not been prone to getting into trouble. His performance has been better than above and below, so all parties have concerns, so no one touches him."
"So, Charles is quite smart!"
Lei Yaoyang finally understood. He nodded and asked suddenly:
"Sir, it's probably impossible to subdue him. In that case, I have a way to restrain him."
"Oh? Yaoyang, tell me what you can do!!"
The Deputy Director of Operations became interested instantly. Despite his previous words about how to deal with Charles, in fact he couldn't think of a good way at the moment.
But it's just that when Charles is in trouble, he often gets into trouble.
However, doing so may not harm Charles, and may easily cause Charles to seek refuge elsewhere, which is a foolish move.
"Sir, according to what you said, Charles' character is so set that it is impossible to change, let alone to truly join your side.
"In this case, we can directly regard him as an enemy."
"Since they are enemies, it would have been the best way to remove him from his post and replace him with one of our own, but it is not realistic now."
"If you take a step back, the only solution left is "decentralization of power."
Lei Yaoyang spared the trouble and finally got back to the topic and talked about his true purpose.
"Decentralization?"
The Deputy Director of Operations is also a veteran. His eyes lit up when he heard this, and he shook his head again and said:
"It's not that I haven't thought of this method, but no one in the West Kowloon Police Station dares to confront Charles."
"He has been the director for five years. There are many of his people from top to bottom in West Kowloon. Even if they compete, no one can compete with him."
"Even with the full support of my operations department, water from afar cannot quench the thirst for close proximity. It is really easy for Charles to deal with someone in his own police station."
"Sir, not inside the West Kowloon Police Station. What about outside the police station?"
Lei Yaoyang's early chest and belly manuscript said confidently:
"To think about it differently, West Kowloon belongs to Charles, and we admit it. If the entire West Kowloon police station is regarded as an enemy and occupies the operations department under the jurisdiction of Sir, 10% of the police stations in the Hong Kong integrated city can take over the entire West Kowloon."
"Oh? How do you say this?"
The Deputy Director of Operations was more interested and asked eagerly.
"Sir also knows that there are many large police stations in the Hong Kong Comprehensive City, including the four major police stations. But most of them are small police stations like our Mong Kok Police Station."
"As long as the sir gives an order, for example, our Mong Kok Police Station usually has too few affairs, and the sir feels that it is a waste of energy, so we increase the work schedule and can take charge of the Yau Tsim Mong District."
"Another example is the Yau Ma Tei Police Station, which has expanded its jurisdiction. When there is nothing normal, it can investigate cases in Tsim Sha Tsui."
"In this way, small police stations surround large police stations, which achieves the effect of decentralization."
"The areas under the control of the West Kowloon Police Station are under the jurisdiction of small police stations like us. The jurisdictions of both parties are the same. They claim to be double insurance, but in fact it is decentralization of power!"
Lei Yaoyang talked eloquently, pointed out the situation, and concluded:
"No one else can learn this method. Only the advantage of the many police stations at Sir's disposal can it be implemented."
"Sir, if you encounter an ignorant director again in the future, you can use the same method to deal with him."
“Great idea!”
When the Deputy Director of Operations heard this, he almost stood up and stood up, excited.
This is a really good idea!
Use the small police station to divide the power.
If anyone doesn't listen to me in the future, I will use this trick to make all the police chiefs of Hong Kong Comprehensive City dare not go against me again.
Moreover, the Deputy Director of Operations can even imagine that as long as he deals with the West Kowloon Police Station as Lui Yaoyang said, the other commissioners who are still wavering will probably be intimidated and begged to join him.
This is a great move!
"Yaoyang, you are really my lucky star!"
The Deputy Director of Operations admired Lei Yaoyang closely and did not doubt Lei Yaoyang's motives at all.
After all, there are only number 20 people in the Mong Kok Police Station. In Wei Kui's view, it is very difficult to manage Mong Kok. If it were not for himself, why would he propose to take charge of Yau Tsim Mong.
The more areas a small police station manages, the better. If the crime rate rises and the results are unsatisfactory, they will definitely be held accountable.
"Sir, in addition, I have a big gift for you. It is the perfect solution to the demonstration outside the West Kowloon Police Station!"
"Okay, Yaoyang, please speak slowly and take a sip of tea first, don't be in a hurry!"
Lei Yaoyang had a detailed conversation with the deputy director of operations. No one knew what they talked about except the two of them.
Only the secretary of the Deputy Director of Operations was a little surprised, because she saw with her own eyes that the Deputy Director of Operations "condescended" to send Lei Yaoyang out of the office.
This is the kind of treatment only a director can get!
Lei Yaoyang didn't care about what happened next, and left everything to the Deputy Director of Operations.
At the same time, demonstrations outside the West Kowloon Police Station escalated.
The blue whale is in charge and commanded by remote control.
His girls were so bold that they started throwing garbage into the police station.
Plastic bottles, small stones, even fruits, throw away whatever you have.
The senior officials of the West Kowloon Police Station were so anxious that they quickly dispatched police officers with shields to guard the area.
However, the Hong Kong Comprehensive City police officers are no more individualistic than those in the new world, especially in the 1980s, and have less iron-blooded discipline.
Although he held a shield in his hand, there was no guarantee that he would not be hit by the large number of marchers.
I don’t know who started it, but the police actually attacked the people. I don’t know who slapped or kicked first. In short, there was a physical conflict.
Well, now, all the people marching were women, they dared to show their faces and block the doors, and they also had a bit of a bit of shrewdness in their tempers.
As soon as the police took action, she seemed to immediately fight back. Not only the people called by Blue Whale, but also many real people later joined in the group fight.
When the reporters saw this situation, they were very excited. Various camera operators were deployed in the county to broadcast live news.
At the end of the fracas, the Commissioner couldn't sit still and took some senior police officers and Charles, who was livid after being scolded, to the West Kowloon Police Station to negotiate with the people.
Unfortunately, negotiations are never that simple. No matter what the director says, the people secretly commanded by Blue Whale will not disperse.
In the conference room of West Kowloon Police Station.
At this moment, except for the two commissioners of the West Kowloon Police Station, no one else is qualified to sit in.
Instead, a temporary response team was formed with the director, deputy director of operations as the leader, the director of the police public relations department, the uniform director, and the stormtrooper director.
Of course, Charles was also at the scene. After all, it was his place and in the eyes of everyone, he was the one who caused this.
"Tell me, what should we do now? Since the incident, my phone calls have not been received. More than ten congressmen have called me back to question me, asking if our police are bandits. Not only can they not protect the people, but they have harmed everyone."
"In addition, the Hong Kong Comprehensive City Women's Protection Association and several women and children's protection groups also complained to me and asked me for an explanation."
"Charles, what do you think we should do?"
The director was sitting in the main seat, with an unabashed look of anger on his face, and he kept roaring.
Most of the senior officials looked at their noses and their hearts. Firstly, they could not think of a solution, and secondly, they were not interested in Charles.
This guy doesn't belong to any camp. He usually uses his position as director of West Kowloon to reap benefits from all sides.
Now something has happened, and the disadvantages have been revealed. He doesn't have a team!
If others don't speak, Charles can't help but speak.
His face was ugly, but he spoke with some tact:
"Those congressmen will do anything in order to maintain their integrity. They claim to serve the people and stand up for the people, but it is just a show. The director does not need to pay attention to them. As long as the demonstrators outside are dealt with, they will naturally have nothing to say."
"For the same reason, the Women's Protection Association also has a misunderstanding. As long as we handle it to their satisfaction, they have nothing to say."
The director nodded when he heard this and said:
"Then how to deal with it to satisfy them, you continue to talk!"
Charles gritted his teeth and said harshly:
"Don't they demand that Zhou Wenliang and Liu Jingren be severely punished? Well, if I meet their demands, I can immediately announce the dismissal of Zhou and Liu from their posts."
"In addition, I will also dismiss the police officer who took action first to give an explanation to those outside."
After hearing what Charles said, the senior executives all whispered to each other and looked at Charles with a touch of contempt and disdain in their eyes.
This way of dealing with things is simply cruel and completely unethical!
It's reasonable to dismiss a police officer, but Bi Yi and Ji Zhong took action. This is a serious violation of discipline.
But Zhou Wenxi and Liu Jingren, because of a few discriminatory words, directly judged them for their many years of contribution to the entire team and kicked them away.
In order to protect yourself, this is disgusting!
Selfish, self-interested, greedy for cheap.
These various labels have been placed on Charles by many senior officials.
At this time, the Deputy Director of Operations looked like he was being upright and immediately rushed:
"Director, I think it is too much to deal with our colleagues like this in order to make the demonstrators disperse. The discriminatory words were made by Liu Jingren. The most he can do for this fault is that he should be dismissed from his post, and that's under the pressure of public opinion."
"As for Zhou Wenliang, what mistakes did he make in this matter and how can he be involved?"
"kindness"
The director nodded repeatedly when he heard this. He also felt that Charles's so-called method was sheer nonsense. Normally, people would fire two superintendents just because of pressure.
If he really does this, I'm afraid his reputation as the director of the police department will be completely lost.
Other senior executives, especially the managers of the operations department, felt better after hearing this. After all, they were the ones they were following!
Looking at the kindness of my boss, I think if I make a mistake in the future, the consequences will not be too bad.
In view of this, many senior executives spoke up and agreed:
"Yes, Director, what the Deputy Director said makes sense!"
"Some people are demonstrating, and we have to fire two police superintendents who did nothing wrong to give them an account. From now on, if they march every day, should we fire them every day?"
"The people below have done something wrong, and the people above are responsible. In my opinion, it would be better to fire them than to hold Charles accountable, which may satisfy the people outside!"
"I think that's good, Charles. Since you can sacrifice two superintendents to solve this problem, then it shouldn't be a problem to sacrifice some of your reputation, right?"
"Why don't you ask your colleagues from the News Department to write you an apology, and you go out and read it out to see if it works?"
Most of the action faction members spoke, and they all criticized Charles unceremoniously.
This situation has never happened since Charles took office as the Commissioner of West Kowloon.
"You, you dare!"
Charles was extremely surprised. Just as he was about to refute everyone, he immediately thought of something and looked at the Deputy Director of Operations, his eyes full of confusion and resentment.
He knew that if it weren't for Wei Mingkui's instructions, no one in the action department would dare to offend him like this.
But what trump card does Wei Mingkui have?
Isn't he afraid of joining the management faction or the Central Faction?
The director looked a little surprised at this moment. Faced with the fierce public sentiment, he couldn't help but raise his hand and said:
"That's enough. Now is the time for everyone to come up with a solution together, not to hold people accountable. It's unrealistic to fire the two superintendents and give an explanation to the people. What else can you do?"
The Deputy Director of Operations looked serious. It was time for Xiao Zhi to appear on his own, and he immediately said:
"Director, I have a few ways to solve the demonstrations outside!"
The director's eyes lit up and he ordered:
"It's now, if you have anything to say, please tell me!"