The next morning.

Police Department Public Security Department.

Section Chief’s Office.

Yang Kun sat on the black sofa that looked very expensive, holding a small red mud stove in his hand, pouring tea for the distinguished guests opposite him, and said with a smile: "Mr. Qin is a rare guest, why are you free to come here today?"

Qin Yao sighed and said, "Secretary Yang is busy with all his time. How dare he enter the Three Treasures Hall if he has nothing to do?"

Yang Kun lowered his smile and became solemn: "It is definitely not a trivial matter to be able to do your best to help Mr. Qin. Please tell me that the Public Security Department will do its best to cooperate!"

Qin Yao understood the cleverness in his words and smiled and said, "Don't worry, Chief Yang, I will never make things difficult for my friends.

That's right. Two days ago, my man went to the brothel to have fun and accidentally found a group of abducted girls hidden in the brothel...

It is said that this matter has nothing to do with me, and I shouldn't interfere, but I have been tossing and turning for the past two days, and my conscience has been uneasy.

Later, after thinking for a long time, I saw a fortune from it. I wonder if Section Chief Yang was interested?"

After hearing what he said was full of scent, Yang Kun did not show much joy on his face and said calmly: "Mr. Qin knows that all the large brothels in the mansion have backgrounds behind?

They don’t have to unite. If there are a few behind-the-scenes bosses who go to the director to have tea and chat, nothing will be a problem. Maybe, the section chief, I, as the chief, will have to apologize in various brothels."

"Are your director afraid of them or are you in love with them?" Qin Yao asked.

Yang Kun: “…”

Can you say this directly?

"The Director is also in a dilemma and dare not make too many enemies."

"I'm afraid of this, I'm afraid of it, so why should I be the director?" Qin Yao shook his head and smiled: "Secretary Yang, have you ever thought about it and replace it!"

Yang Kun's heart instantly missed for a while, but his face remained silent: "Right is from the top to the bottom. I don't have enough connections in the city team... I act rashly, even if I get the support of the entire Public Security Department, I won't end up in the end."

Qin Yao shook his head, picked up the teacup and took a sip: "Right can be from bottom to top, and history has proved this again and again.

During the Five Dynasties, Li Cunxu, the lord of the Later Tang Dynasty, was greedy for pleasure and favored eunuchs and actors, but he did not give benefits to the soldiers. The soldiers guarding the country even faced the desperate situation of starving to death. In the end, Li Cunxu died under the chaos.

After his younger brother Li Siyuan arrived in the capital, he was elected as emperor by the soldiers, confiscated all his wealth and rewarded the three armies with great rewards.

If this history is not famous enough, then is the saying that water can carry a boat or can also overturn the boat famous enough? Is it enough?"

Yang Kun's heart trembled: "This is a rebellion..."

Qin Yao laughed and said, "Secretary Yang, under the regular promotion system, can you go further?"

Yang Kun took a breath and said, "Mr. Qin, I want to hear your plan."

"Have Chief Yang heard of the character design?" Qin Yao asked.

Yang Kun shook his head.

"The so-called character design, to put it simply, is character setting, or character setting, which is a distinctive feature of a character that is different from ordinary people.

For example, Wei Zheng’s personality is to be upright and dare to speak out directly. Only by maintaining this personality can he maintain his position.

If he suddenly changed his character and obeyed the emperor's words, the emperor would despise him.

Section Chief Yang, no matter whether you were with the light or following the trend, if you want to take the position of director, you must create a person who is not afraid of power, puts the people first, and truly makes the people's decision."

Yang Kun: "I understand the truth, but now I want to listen to the actual exercise."

Qin Yao smiled slightly: "You just need to investigate and deal with the brothel trafficking case. No matter how your director puts pressure on you, as long as he has not removed you from your position, you can let go of the trick and deal with it as much as you should.

If he removes you from his post, it will be better. I will accumulate people's hearts and opinions for you and launch a charge against the position of the Director of Police."

Yang Kun was silent for a long time and asked Youyou: "Is it worth it?"

"Does Section Chief Yang think the Director's position is worth it?"

Yang Kun's eyes were fixed and he nodded heavily: "It's worth it!"

...

Qin Yao left a document given by Wang Shiming, turned around and walked out of the section chief's office. When passing by the duty desk in the police station lobby, he even gave the little female policewoman sitting on the duty desk a gentle smile.

Yang Kun held the information book in his hand and immediately held a plenary meeting of the Public Security Department, and made a decisive arrangement to crack down on the abducted women from good families.

A member of the Public Security Department was like a vicious tiger, and he took the search warrant signed by the Chief of the Public Security Department and launched a blitzkrieg, caught the whole city off guard. A surprise operation saved nearly a thousand girls detained in major brothels, shocking the whole city.

That day, in the afternoon.

The fat director who has appeared once invited all his relationships to his home, sat around a round table, and sucked the clouds and mist...

After smoking a whole long cigar, Director Fatman looked at the thirteen representatives in front of him and sighed: "That bastard Yang Kun, I've stabbed me in a big mess!"

"Director Jin, don't you have any relatives between you and Section Chief Yang?" The representative with his back on his back, wearing a suit, and looked like a dog, sat on the sofa and pressed the cigarette in his hand to the ashtray.

"Of course not. I, Kim Dae-won, is not a nepotist." Director Fatty said decisively.

"Since it's not a relative, you have no obligation to wipe his butt." Another representative said: "He has crossed the line and must be severely punished."

Director Fatty took a sip of tea and moistened his throat: "How to punish him severely?"

"This kind of black sheep must not stay in the police force."

"We must kill the chicken to warn the monkey and give him a little price."

"Don't he have a unclear relationship with the department store? You can start from this aspect and make sure that he will accept bribes and will never wrongly accuse him."

"Discharge and investigate and arrest him."

"It's too cheap for him to be sent to prison. Just dismiss him and investigate. As long as we take off the skin on him, we have ways to punish him."

...

The representatives spoke from the perspective of their own losses, all of whom were full of righteous indignation and gritted their teeth. The hideous faces were like ghosts in the smoke, as if they were about to eat human flesh.

The fat director leaned comfortably on the chair, watching coldly, allowing the delegates to make their own statements, but did not comment.

The representatives were dry and the mouth was dry, and they gradually realized that the atmosphere was a little wrong, and they all lowered their voices until they were silent.

"Are you finished?" asked the fat director.

The delegates nodded at the same time.

“Wait!”

Director Fatty sat upright, slapped his fat hand on the table: "Damn, you all stood from the angle of the brothel and shouted, speaking so loudly, but before saying that, who had considered my situation? Who cared about my future?"

The representatives looked at each other silently.

"I am the Director of Police, not the puppet in your hands!"

The fat director pointed at them and spitted: "I have the right to investigate that bastard Yang Kun, but what about?

Is Yang Kun alone?

He is the only section chief of the Public Security Department. If he does not have the support of the consortium or silver paper, would he dare to stab the hornet's nest?

Fuck, believe it or not, I move Yang Kun in front of me, and someone will dig my roots after my feet. At that time, I will be dragged into the water by the consortium. Who will you be willing to catch me up on the shore?"

Faced with his aggressive gaze, the representatives bowed their heads one after another, feeling guilty and did not dare to look directly at his eyes.

Don't they understand this?

joke.

They know better than anyone else.

But here is the position, here is the butt, and after being hit by such a big Bidu for no reason, do they have to swallow their anger?

There is no reason for this.

He could only come over and encourage the fat man and trick him into attacking Yang Kun, so as to regain a trace of face.

As for the fat guy’s fate…

Harmful.

Can the fat man be an ordinary person if he can sit in the position of the Chief of Police? The background behind him is enough to help him withstand revenge!

"Political behavior has political logic."

After getting angry, the fat man breathed a long sigh and said, "Don't worry about what instructions Yang Kun received from you, his behavior is within the scope of his authority.

If I do him in a way that does not conform to political logic, I will definitely fall to the end.

It doesn't matter if you are the police chief. After I, the police chief, fall, you can join forces to buy the next police chief, but I can't be fine.

If you don’t eat this, you have to eat it. If anyone feels unwilling to accept it, you can buy a murderer and kill Yang Kun after you go back."

Representatives: "…"

Buy evil spirits assassinate the head of the Public Security Department...

Going crazy!

Police Station.

Public Security Department.

Yang Kun was wearing military uniform and sat upright in the office. There was a document in front of him, but his mind was not on it at all.
To be continued...