"Teacher, these coffee beans are good." Cheng Qianfan grabbed a small handful, sniffed and said.
"You're lucky, too." Xiu Gongshen scolded with a smile, "Old Miao left in such a miserable state, do you think Qin Detai really has no resentment at all?"
Lao Miao was Lao Mo's uncle. He was deceived by Lao Mo about the coffin. He died of anger rather than illness.
The poor old man still missed his nephew before he died, and used his last favor to get Lao Mo's patrol job from Qin Detai.
"I understand." Cheng Qianfan thought for a while and said, "General Manager Qin is very angry about what happened to Lao Miao, but due to Lao Miao's entrustment, he cannot do anything to Lao Mo himself, so..."
"So what?"
"So, I got it wrong." Cheng Qianfan said with a smile.
"Sneaky guy." Xiu Gongshen laughed and scolded. Although he was angry with Cheng Qianfan before for taking action without reporting, the anger in his heart dissipated when he thought that this child's starting point was indeed to help him.
, there is a touch of warmth in his eyes.
…
"Your father and I have known each other for many years. Brother Wenzao is just a child like you. In these troubled times, I don't ask you to be prominent. If you can have a more stable job and live a peaceful life, I am worthy of Brother Wenzao's trust."
." Xiu Gongshen looked at Cheng Qianfan and sighed, "I shouldn't have allowed you to enter the patrol room. You are such a brave boy. I'm really afraid that you will cause some trouble in the future!"
"Don't you have a teacher?" Cheng Qianfan smiled and said with a serious expression, "Qianfan has lost his parents since he was a child. Ever since I met the teacher two years ago, you have regarded me as your nephew. In Qianfan's heart, you and my wife are the two
The closest elder, Qianfan knows that the teacher is worried about me. However, as the teacher said, in these troubled times, no one can live a peaceful life. Qianfan also wants to do something, and I also want to help you do it.
Something."
Xiu Gongshen took a deep look at Cheng Qianfan, and could see that he meant what he said, and he couldn't help but feel relieved.
Xiu Gongshen is a translator in the Political Department and has a close relationship with the upper echelons of the French Concession. He helps his boss, Silva, to assist in the affairs of the investigation team. He seems to have a high status, but in fact, he is in an awkward position. To be precise, he has no one who truly belongs to him.
Power, high position and low power.
The situation is turbulent, and it is difficult for Xiu Gongshen to be alone. When he reaches this position, he will naturally retreat if he does not advance.
In addition, Xiu Gongshen's predecessor and his alumnus, the translator Luo Hanlin of "Empathize with the Red Party", provided convenience to the Red Party many times and was dismissed from his post. This also caused the leasing authorities to distrust the translation office, or more
At least it will have an impact on Xiu Gongshen and enhance his crisis awareness.
…
"I heard there was a quarrel just now." He Ruolan came in with a plate of cut oranges and asked with a frown.
"You have a strong head and strong wings." Xiu Gongshen snorted.
"My little arms and legs can only jump around under the protection of the teacher's wings." Cheng Qianfan took the fruit plate, handed Xiu Gongshen a cut orange, and said with a smile.
"You two, the older one, the younger one, you are not the right person." He Ruolan complained for a few words before leaving.
We talked for a while, mostly with Xiu Gongshen asking about his work situation during his time in the patrol room.
Occasionally, he would give some hints and analyze to Cheng Qianfan some things he could tell Cheng Qianfan about the middle and higher-ups in the patrol room, so that he would not be confused.
Cheng Qianfan listened carefully and felt that he benefited a lot.
Not being in his position, not being involved in it, and not knowing its situation, this was indeed information that he had been unable to grasp before.
"Jin Kemu is hosting a banquet tonight. You can bring a bottle of good wine from me later." Xiu Gongshen said before leaving.
"Thank you, teacher." Cheng Qianfan said happily.
This is tantamount to Xiu Gongshen making a clear statement and conveying a message to Jin Kemu that he regards Cheng Qianfan as a person at the grassroots level of the patrol room, or to be precise, a key training target in the central patrol room, and asks him to take care of and promote him.
When Xiu Gongshen served as a temporary French instructor for the supplementary class of the French Concession Police Sergeant School last year, Cheng Qianfan was not the only teacher-student relationship he forged. There were more than a dozen patrol officers in various patrol houses in the French Concession who were his students.
Take the central patrol room as an example. In the other two patrols, there are three patrol officers who are his students.
Of course, this teacher-student relationship is actually very shallow, incomparable to the teacher-student relationship in the previous dynasty.
Therefore, Xiu Gongshen has always taken more care of Cheng Qianfan, the son of an old friend:
The two families are from the same hometown and have been family friends for a long time. The sons and students of old friends naturally have more close relationships.
"Being a patrol officer is your choice, and the path you choose is your own." Xiu Gongshen said slowly, "Teacher has some words for you."
"is teacher."
"Be more serious about things and have more responsibility; be more demanding of yourself and be more vigilant. You can't be proud, ambitious, and happy, so be careful." Xiu Gongshen patted Cheng Qianfan on the shoulder.
"If you can do this, you will definitely do something great. Brother Wenzao should be happy to know that you know this."
"Nephew, remember this." Cheng Qianfan choked with sobs, looked solemn, and bowed.
Cheng Qianfan left the study, said goodbye to his wife in the living room downstairs, took a bottle of whiskey from Wu's mother and left.
Xiu Gongshen was alone in the study, watching from the window the young man's back walking further and further under the streetlight, lighting a cigarette, his eyes twinkling.
…
"Ruolan, do you think I'm hypocritical? When I agreed to let him be a patrol officer..."
He Ruolan came up to help Xiu Gongshen massage his head and sighed slightly, "Qianfan chose the path himself."
Yes, the child chose his own path.
I am just following the trend.
Xiu Gongshen comforted himself and said.
"It's normal for boys to be unwilling to be mediocre and to have aspirations and ambitions." He Ruolan gently pulled out a gray hair of her husband, "Qianfan is a smart boy."
"Yes, you are a smart boy." Xiu Gongshen nodded thoughtfully.
…
Cheng Qianfan hailed a rickshaw at the intersection.
He lit a cigarette and was thinking.
His biggest heel in the patrol room was right here with Xiu Gongshen. Only when Xiu Gongshen nodded could he climb up as quickly as possible.
Xiu Gongshen and his father Cheng Wenzao were classmates and family friends. Over the past two years, Xiu Gongshen had always taken care of him as his nephew.
However, no matter how close the relationship is, it needs to be maintained by common interests. Now Cheng Qianfan is seeking to make progress so that he can provide help to Xiu Gongshen, so that the relationship between the two parties can be better maintained.
What he said about helping Xiu Gongshen was definitely not a lie. Xiu Gongshen was influential at the top in the French Concession, but had no influence at the grassroots level. It could be said to be a castle in the air.
I believe that Xiu Gongshen also realized this and began to focus on using teacher-student relationships to cultivate grassroots forces.
The better he does in the patrol room, the higher he climbs, which will also be of great help to Xiu Gongshen in controlling the grassroots forces in the patrol room.
Of course, the bigger and more stable Xiu Gongshen's power is, he will naturally benefit a lot.