Chapter 14: One-leaf cherry blossom (please vote for collection recommendation)

Chapter 14 One Cherry Blossom (please vote for collection recommendation)

Jin Kemu moved the blinds and looked out the window through the gap.

From his office, he can have a panoramic view of the property management situation.

“Hey, this Xiaocheng, tut.” Jin Kemu thought for a long time, frowned, and shook his head.

Suppressing those messy thoughts, Jin Kemu's heart was finally occupied by the sudden arrival of good news.

He was leaning on the chair, with one foot on the table, humming Kunqu opera happily.

He Guan opened the door and came in, shouting, "Uncle."

"go out!"

He Guan retracted the foot he was about to step in, exited the door, closed the door, and knocked on the office door, "Inspector, He Guan, subordinate."

Jin Kemu finished his work in an upright manner, cleared his throat and said, "Come in."

Before he finished speaking, He Guan opened the door and came in, asking excitedly, "Uncle, Qianfan said -"

Jin Kemu glared at He Guan, who chuckled, turned around, closed the door of the office, and asked eagerly, "Uncle, has the vice president patrolled?"

“You are frizzy and making a fuss.” Jin Ke scolded him with a wooden face, “Stand at attention, take a break, and stand still.”

Seeing He Guan stand respectfully, he nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile, "We're still close."

He Guan was overjoyed when he heard this. His uncle was always cautious and kept his words in reserve. What he said was "always close to ten", which was basically a done deal.

The post of deputy chief inspector of the Central Patrol Room has been vacant for half a year. The Central Patrol Room has three patrols under its jurisdiction. Jin Kemu, Liang Yuchun, and Yuan Kaizhou are the chiefs of these three patrols.

Three people have been fighting openly and secretly for the position of deputy chief inspector for almost half a year.

"He Guan, my subordinate." He Guan stood at attention and saluted, "Good morning, Mr. Jin!"

“You brat.” Jin Kemu scolded with a smile, unable to hide his joy.

The entire French Concession only has six areas: Petain District, Fuxi District, Central District, Xiafei District, Mailan District and East District.

Six chief inspectors and six deputy chief inspectors.

Among them, the central patrol house has the most important status, and its deputy chief inspector's status and importance are not much greater than those of the east district chief inspector, which is the smallest in area.

For Jin Kemu, successfully crossing this step can be regarded as the pinnacle of his life.

"You kid, please be honest with me. There is no official letter yet and you have a clear mind. Don't yell around." Jin Kemu warned.

“Hehehe.” He Guan chuckled, “Uncle, um, Qianfan hit Lao Mo, is everything okay?”

“Do you think that boy seems to have something to do?” Jin Kemu pointed in the direction of the property.

"I knew that Qianfan was a capable person. If he said it was okay, then he would be okay." He Guan said happily.

"You will leave..." Jin Kemu paused, glanced at his nephew, knocked on the table, and then changed his words, "Get closer to Qianfan from now on. I don't ask you to be like him. You can have half the skills of that kid. Uncle, I’m relieved.”

"Yes, Mr. Jin." He Guan chuckled. After being scolded by Jin Kemu to get out, he smiled, saluted, and bowed out respectfully, closing the door of the office.

“This stinky boy!”

After He Guan left, Jin Kemu muttered "Mr. Jin" and "Mr. Jin" with a proud look on his face. He hummed Kunqu and walked to the window. He saw the Ford V8 parked in the yard downstairs. Chief Inspector Qin Detai's special car.

Jin Kemu was silent for a while, mockingly saying, "God, you're crazy." He patted his face lightly, and said to himself, "Hey, Vice President Jin."

After a person calms down, his mind becomes clear.

‘The little red guy is quite sober. ’ Jin Kemu snorted, “Two foxes, one big and one small!”

In order to seek the position of deputy chief inspector, Jin Kemu has been looking for ways and means.

He had previously visited Xiu Gongshen, the translator of the Political Department. The old fox declined the gift and did not say whether he could help.

 He also chatted with Jin Kemu Yunshan for a long time, lamenting that the patrol room was uneven in quality and bad, and said something like the patrol room needed fresh blood and the need to strengthen the training of professionals.

Jin Kemu was greatly disappointed. He was an old-school patrolman. According to Jin Kemu's strategy, he accepted gifts to facilitate his work. Xiu Gongshen did not accept gifts. In his opinion, it was tantamount to refusing to help.

“Well, it’s better than the yellow-faced woman at home.” Jin Kemu chuckled and knocked on his head.

Jin Kemu knew that Cheng Qianfan was Xiu Gongshen's student, but Xiu Gongshen had never paid special attention to Cheng Qianfan.

Hence, Jin Kemu really didn’t think of Cheng Qianfan for a moment.

Receiving gifts is a one-time deal.

This old fox doesn’t accept gifts.

Xiu Hushen obviously has a bigger goal.

For example, today, he must stand up and speak out and endorse Cheng Qianfan.

In the eyes of caring people, this is tantamount to him showing favor and getting closer to Xiu Gongshen.

Jin Kemu suspected that Xiu Gongshen was behind today's incident, which was tantamount to forcing him to express his stance.

"I, Old Jin, have been dragged into a pirate ship." Jin Kemu took a sip of tea and cursed with a smile, feeling a little angry in his heart, but not really that angry.

 Being forced to take sides shows that there is value in being able to take sides.

I’m afraid that I’m not even qualified to stand in line.

He was just curious, was Xiu Gongshen so smart, and wasn't he afraid that Qin Detai would really fall out?

Hey, he is a little worried but also looking forward to it.

“When Nunu enters the room, he says something - Lang Jun pities the slave...” Jin Kemu closed his eyes, shook his head slightly, tapped his index finger on the table, and sang at the top of his voice.

Jin Kemu is thinking about Cheng Qianfan, his subordinate.

Most of his men are old-school patrol officers.

They cheat, deceive, bully good people, engage in various religions, eat, drink, **** and gamble, make some small schemes to harm others, take advantage of others, etc., but they are skilled in business, and expect them to be thoughtful, investigate cases and fill vacancies, and be on top at critical moments. This is to embarrass them. .

Cheng Qianfan is a top student who graduated from the French Concession Police Sergeant School.

This is probably the professional difference that translator Xiu Gongshen once mentioned.

Jin Kemu admitted that this guy is pretty good and a talent.

As for whether or not this talent can be used, and how to use it, it depends on the progress of the relationship between oneself and Xiu Gongshen.

He Guan asked Cheng Qianfan how he knew that Jin Kemu was going to be promoted to deputy chief inspector.

Cheng Qianfan only joked that seeing a golden head and a rosy face would be good for official career.

He Guan groaned, "The translator must have told you this a long time ago."

Cheng Qianfan smiled and said nothing.

 Before entering the patrol room for the first time, he had always kept a low profile and did not reveal his further relationship with Xiu Gongshen.

Colleagues only know that he is a student of Xiu Gongshen, nothing more.

After this period of training at the ‘grassroots’ level, Cheng Qianfan has established a firm foothold with his own abilities.

Now, Xiu Gongshen helped Jin Kemu operate the position of deputy chief inspector, and Cheng Qianfan also became the 'link' between Jin Kemu and Xiu Gongshen.

Especially after today’s incident, it is even more so in the eyes of outsiders.

He couldn't keep a low profile even if he wanted to.

Cheng Qianfan smiled bitterly in his heart. This was not a good thing for a lurker.

It's just that the opportunity is rare and he must take action.

After He Guan walked away, Cheng Qianfan lightly sketched on his desk with his fingertips. Outsiders could not see it, but he could clearly feel what he had drawn in his own mind.

One leaf of cherry blossom.

What he took out from Lao Mo's body was something similar to a token, with a cherry blossom leaf on the front. It looked like it had been refurbished and engraved later.

There is a very blurry word engraved on the reverse that cannot be seen clearly...

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(End of this chapter)

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