I'm a big boss in Uncle Jiu's world

"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 prefecture to the county seat, from the county seat to the town, should the next step be from the town to the village?

Maybe...he really shouldn't be a police officer.

If you change your profession and become a Taoist priest, your income may be a little more.

"Farewell to evil spirits and welcome to good luck."

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. We 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 delighted.

"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. Excuse me, is Director Du here?"

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

"Li Mulin, member of the Public Security Department, has met Director Du." The young officer raised his hand in salute.

Mediterranean raised his hand in return, his solemn expression softened in an instant, and asked with a smile: "Is there any instruction from the superiors? Our county police department will fully cooperate!"

Li Mulin smiled slightly: "I was ordered by Chief Yang to transfer Officer Feng Siping to report to the Fucheng Public Security Department. Director Du, who is Officer Feng?"

Mediterranean's smile suddenly froze.

The entire hall fell silent for an instant.

Li Mulin gradually lost 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 with a confused look on his face. It wasn't until he gave him a sharp look that he started to look through the member files in a panic.

Walnut Park Street.

In front of a tile-roofed house enshrining a god...

Uncle Feng, who was holding the wooden box in his arms, hesitated for a long time, and for a moment he didn't dare to enter.

If he were alone, he wouldn't have to work in a military uniform. No matter how miserable he was, he would starve to death.

But the problem is, he is not alone, he also has a niece who is in school to take care of...

The other party followed him from the capital 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 and said, "Think slowly, I'm going to buy groceries and I'll make you some steamed buns when I'm back."

Uncle Feng was thinking a lot, and 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 almost bare-walled house, for the first time in his life, his belief in himself was shaken...

Could a belief held for decades be fundamentally bad?

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

In this way, even though she is wronged by herself, she can satisfy the people around her 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."

After an unknown amount of time, 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!

"Fourth!" Du Xinwu shouted with an apologetic smile.

"ha."

Uncle Feng formed a magic seal on his hand, and a red light flashed from the sword finger of his right hand. He pressed it hard on 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: "..."

Putting down his sword finger in embarrassment, he tried his best 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. Is your colleague doing well?"

After being 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 do I want to go back, you also want to go back."

Uncle Feng: "???"

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

Uncle Feng was stunned.

High promotion?

What's the promotion?

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 has come, saying that they want to transfer you to work in the Public Security Department."

Uncle Feng: "..."

Pie in the sky?

He couldn't understand.

In fact, Du Xinwu couldn't understand who had set his sights on this broken piece of wood and wanted to transfer him to be tortured.

"Fourth, 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, you 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?"

"Important mission, not sure." Uncle Feng said, taking the lead to walk out of the house.

In the blink of an eye.

Du Xinwu consciously opened the door to her 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 courage, making him arrogant and even groveling.

Rights are 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'm 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: "In that case, I'll take my leave first."

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

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

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

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

If offending Chief Yang would not result in loss of official position, then it was hard to say what he would lose if he offended 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 old-fashioned and conservative, and will 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 sadly, 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-hanging heart finally relaxed.

Inexplicably, I felt lucky to survive the disaster.

Half an hour later.

Uncle Feng returned to the rental house, sat in the main room, took the chopsticks handed over by Alian, and ate rice and meat, eating 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, obviously." Alian stuck out her tongue.

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

"Ah?" 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.

Not to mention this era, even in later generations, the gap between prefecture-level cities and county towns is huge, almost incalculable.

It was precisely because she had stayed in Fucheng that Alian knew how prosperous Fucheng was...

"Calm down, don't get all excited over 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 Reaching 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 a word!

Early next morning.

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, 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 pushed the door open 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 party puts on a Taoist robe and connects his eyebrows together, he will probably look like Uncle Jiu...

"Mr. Qin." Yang Kun spoke first, 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. Are there any problems?"

"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?"