Liu Jiehui came from a political background and served as a district councilor, so he has dealt with all kinds of big situations.
Facing Brother Yi's inquiry, he seemed not impatient and began to talk:
"Director, I think we should immediately call in the family members of the colleagues who died in last night's incident, the police officers who committed meritorious service, and the police officers who were slightly injured, and then invite friends from all media in Hong Kong Comprehensive City to jointly hold a commendation meeting
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"We want to use this conference to restore the public's confidence in our police and let all Hong Kong residents know that our police have not failed to do our best. On the contrary, we have done our best to protect the safety of citizens. Because of this, we who died in the line of duty last night
There were more than 20 police officers, and there were countless injured police officers."
"Through this commendation meeting, we first let the public see the capabilities of our police. The number of gangsters killed by police officers last night gained initial recognition from the public, which added points to our performance last night."
"After that, the director personally took the lead and called friends from the press to go to the hospital to visit the seriously injured police officers and commemorate the deceased police officers. This way, the public could see our efforts with their own eyes and win sympathy points."
"at last……"
"I think Sir Liu's proposal is inappropriate!"
Before Liu Jiehui could finish speaking, the expressions of several superintendents present changed drastically, and Gong Jiapei of the Criminal Intelligence Division even spoke directly, interrupting each other.
"Yes, I don't think it's appropriate either. All the brothers are already dead, and still using the dead as a show is too much!"
"We, the Flying Tigers, will never agree to such an arrangement."
"We, the stormtroopers, were at fault this time, and we admit it. What's the point of borrowing a sacrificed brother to cross the bridge?"
As Gong Jiapei spoke out, many superintendent-level supervisors also expressed support.
Most of the people in this group are in charge of the assault operations department. To put it bluntly, they all came from the bottom. They don't agree with Liu Jiehui's political approach to handling things, and they even think it is excessive.
They all looked at Liu Jiehui with a hint of anger, feeling that this man was a cheap person who only wanted to use his sacrificed colleagues as a tool.
Of course, Liu Jiehui was not unsupported. The superintendents in charge of finance, personnel transfer, complaints department, supervision department, etc. also immediately spoke and retorted:
"I think Sir Liu's proposal is very good. Our police department holds a meeting to commend meritorious personnel. What's the problem with this? You think so much, that's the real problem!"
"That's right! This incident can be said to be a crisis for our police department. Although Sir Liu's plan cannot completely resolve the crisis, it can minimize the impact. What's wrong with it?"
"I think it's good too..."
Compared to a group of heads in the operations department, these administrative guys are more realistic.
In their opinion, any solution that can solve the problem is a good solution. As for who they want to borrow to cross the bridge, that is all negotiable!
The two parties had really different opinions, and they soon became very noisy. The conference hall changed from quiet to noisy and full of gunpowder.
"That's enough, do you think I'm dead?"
Seeing this situation, Brother Yi slammed the conference table to stop the chaos, and then immediately expressed his position:
"There is no need to remember the deceased. So many colleagues in our Hong Kong Comprehensive City die in the line of duty every year. If you want to remember, you can go to Haoyuan instead of in front of reporters and the public."
As he said that, Brother Yi looked at Liu Jiehui, with no sadness or joy on his face, and said calmly:
"Then what's next? What about the people, Mr. Consul and the congressmen?"
As he said that, Brother Yi looked at Liu Jiehui, with no sadness or joy on his face, and said calmly:
"Then what's next? What about the people, Mr. Consul and the congressmen?"
Undoubtedly, what Brother Yi said is that he agrees with half of Liu Jiehui's handling methods. It can be a show, but it cannot be excessive.
Such a plan may not have crossed the bottom line of the superintendents of the operations department. Although their faces were still ugly, they finally did not speak out against it.
Liu Jiehui was also satisfied. Hearing Brother Yi's inquiry, he said confidently:
"As for congressmen, on behalf of the Police Department, I can talk to them one by one and promise to calm them down in a short time!"
"As for Mr. Consul..."
Speaking of this, Liu Jiehui suddenly said:
"Director, we have already watched the live video of the Cointreau Hotel last night. What do you think of the Stanley Chief Correctional Officer Lei Yaoyang in it?"
"For such brave and fearless talents, if they do not join our police force, will it be a loss for our police force?"
"What's the meaning?"
The topic suddenly changed and Lei Yaoyang was mentioned. Almost all the senior officials present were confused and did not understand the profound meaning of Liu Jiehui's words.
There was even a senior executive who instantly gave a contradictory opinion and said:
"In my opinion, that Lei Yaoyang used firearms illegally, used excessive self-defense, and was even suspected of intentional homicide. We haven't even begun to study whether we should prosecute him, and why should we let him join the police force?"
"Ah!"
Liu Jiehui chuckled disdainfully and immediately responded: "Sir Lei saved the lives of the consul and his wife, risked his life to protect the consul and his wife in the hotel, and indirectly rescued many guests who were trapped in the hotel at the time. If we have to sue for this, I'm afraid we
What the Police Department has to face will not be the accountability of more than a dozen legislators, but the accountability of the Governor of Hong Kong."
"If my guess is correct, the Department of Corrections should have started discussing the promotion of Sir Lei. After all, he saved Mr. Consul!"
Twice, Liu Jiehui mentioned that Yaoyang saved Mr. Consul in one sentence.
At this time, many smart-minded senior executives understood what Liu Jiehui meant.
Yes, that guy Lei Yaoyang saved Mr. Consul and the rich and wealthy people in the Cointreau Hotel.
No matter where he works in the future, he will definitely receive attention and even be taken care of by those people!
Such a person is definitely every boss's favorite employee now.
If he could be won over, Mr. Consul would be too embarrassed to hold the police department accountable even for his sake.
Besides, by transferring him here and promoting him, does this count as the Police Department repaying Mr. Consul’s favor?
The more he thought about it, the more he was right. Brother Yi's eyes lit up and he smiled:
"Jie Hui, do you think Lei Yaoyang is willing to leave the Correctional Services Department and come to work in our Police Department?"
"Director, I have seen Sir Lei's information. Sir Lei graduated from the police academy two years ago!"
Liu Jiehui did not give an obvious answer, but this sentence undoubtedly hinted that Lei Yaoyang's initial choice was to be a police officer.
It was just a coincidence that I ended up in Stanley for some reason.
"Okay, if that's the case, this matter will be easy to handle."
Brother Yi was finally happy now. In front of everyone, he immediately picked up the phone on his desk and pulled out the number: