Police officer Chen Shu

Chapter 628 The Honest Man Takes the Blame

(Because he was locked in a small dark room, I will briefly summarize the content of the previous chapter: Due to the orange-sweeping incident, Chen Shu was disqualified from the provincial department's selection interview.)
The main text of this chapter is as follows:

"Those who fail to provide the required qualification review materials, fail the qualification review, or withdraw after the qualification review will be disqualified from the interview. The shortlisted candidates will be selected from those who passed the written test in a ratio of 1:5 from high to low scores to fill the vacancies (see attachment)."

“面试定于20XX年9月22日上午8:00时正式开始，在东海警察学院(省城滨海区滨武路666号)进行”

Chen Shu munched on a large steamed bun filled with meat while looking at an interview notice from the provincial department on the intranet on his computer screen, announcing the selection of outstanding police officers from grassroots levels. He felt a little regretful.

Unfortunately, this wasn't the opportunity for selection, because Chen Shu knew that such positions were definitely set up specifically for people with antennas on their heads, and he was just one of many people who were just there to make up the numbers.

Some time ago, the political affairs department of the branch office notified him to take a written test. It is estimated that they also called him to make up the proportion of suitable people and calculate the political tasks.

Chen Shu regrets that he no longer has the opportunity to travel to the provincial capital for a few days on public funds and leave.

I need to visit Zhou Qinghu, the former chairman of the student self-management committee and now a teacher at the police academy, as well as Lin Dakai, the director of the student affairs office at the police academy, and Director Xia of the provincial department, who helped Zeng Hong when he was running for a second-class merit award.

It's been a long time since we last met.

dong dong dong.

Zou Qing walked in carrying two thick stacks of documents, saying that the police officer in charge was busy with procedures, so she needed to help retrieve the bank statements and other materials of A_PARTY's management from the bank. However, when she asked around, everyone said it required two police officers.

According to regulations, when the Public Security Bureau goes to a private company to retrieve relevant materials, two police officers must go together with a letter of introduction. However, Chen Shu has been with the Zhongshan Police Station for so many years and has handled countless cases, and he has always gone alone.

When visiting unfamiliar banks, especially on his first visit, Chen Shu would bring along a police auxiliary officer with a work ID, effectively making them two officers. He would also provide identification, a letter of introduction from his employer, and several case-handling documents stamped electronically by the district public security bureau. Generally, the bank wouldn't be too demanding after that.

The reason is simple: police officers at police stations are extremely valuable. If one officer can do the work of two, they will never allow an extra officer to stay in these places for even a second longer.

Special police are different; they're everywhere, and you can call upon several officers who are available anytime. They're either lifting weights at the gym or patrolling the streets, always ready to respond and quite proactive.

As Zou Qing was leaving, Chen Shu suddenly remembered the time he encountered some difficult police officers at the bank years ago, and asked with concern, "Zou Qing, have you ever gone to the bank to retrieve information?"

Although Zou Qing had worked as a police officer for several years, she was an internal affairs officer in the special police force and probably hadn't handled many cases, which is why Chen Shu asked this question.

Zou Qing shook her head as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

Chen Shu then asked, "Have you ever filed a complaint? For example, a complaint against a shopping mall or a hotel?"

Zou Qing nodded decisively. For those born in the 00s, this is an essential skill for social survival, the first skill to be maxed out on the talent tree.

Chen Shu looked relieved and pulled out his secret weapon: "If the bank staff don't cooperate with you in obtaining the information, just file a complaint against them."

Zou Qing was stunned, her eyes widening: "Complain? You can complain about this? You can complain about a bank?"

Chen Shu laughed and said, "Of course, even the police can be complained about, so why can't banks? Just follow the normal customer complaint procedure, make the call in front of their manager, raise your voice, and look fierce. Hehe, there's no problem that can't be solved."

Zou Qing was stunned, and said quietly, "Chen Da, your tall image in my eyes has suddenly become a little less tall."

Chen Shu laughed and said, "When you get harassed at the bank, you'll remember how good I am. Let me tell you, filing a complaint is incredibly satisfying; you should try it sometime. Think about it, you're the one who handles all the petitions and complaints from our special police force every day. Aren't you always acting like a pushover and pitiful? Then try to put yourself in their shoes." "Understood, thank you, Chen Shu." Zou Qing's already large eyes lit up, radiating youthful energy and charm.

Chen Shu waved his hand, then looked up and saw that the person was still standing by the door.

Seeing that the other person was looking over, Zou Qing quickly walked to Chen Shu's desk, first sweetly calling him "Senior Brother," and then asking what would happen to those KTV girls in the future, whether they would go back to their hometowns to find honest men to take them in.

Chen Shu found it strange that Zou Qing's little head was always thinking about such useless things, but he couldn't resist her coaxing and treated her like his own little sister, so he slowly explained it to her.

Only those who don't understand reality would say that these women all end up with honest men. Such a conclusion is often drawn from common sense, projecting the story of goddesses and sycophants onto the subject.

The fate of these women in nightclubs depends first on the city they work in and the level of the nightclub they work in. Then, their emotional intelligence and appearance must also be considered to arrive at a final judgment.

Generally speaking, young women from fourth- or fifth-tier cities tend to return to their hometowns to find honest, reliable men to settle down with. Young women from third-tier cities often marry men in the city with similar jobs, such as nightclub salesmen or men involved in other social activities.

Young women in first- and second-tier cities really don't want to date honest men. For example, a young woman's fee for accompanying someone to drinks starts at 1000 yuan. Even if they don't go out with anyone for a month, and don't count the drink commission or other illicit income, they can still earn 30,000 yuan. What kind of honest man can afford that kind of price?
Men who can actually earn this much aren't stupid. And what kind of woman would expect a man who can't earn this much to support an honest man? They've basically earned enough money, made up some excuse, and then went back to their hometown to marry a civil servant, doctor, teacher, or someone like that.

"Oh. Senior, what kind of people do you think police officers usually marry?"

After listening, Zou Qing tilted her head, seemingly unsure if she had understood. Then, unexpectedly, she asked Chen Shu a question that caught him off guard, leaving him speechless for a long time.

After Zou Qing skipped away, Chen Shu, having nothing to do in his office, decided to go downstairs for a stroll. At that moment, he truly understood why those leading cadres liked to wander around so much.

They're just bored.

After going downstairs, standing on the grass in the yard watching the young men of the assault team practicing their falling techniques, Chen Shu suddenly had the idea of ​​appointing Zhu Yiba as the company commander of the assault team.

After all, he was a border guard who had been demobilized. I had seen him practice before, so he must be a skilled fighter. In close combat, I doubt anyone in the brigade could last five seconds against him, including Chen Shu himself. In terms of shooting, Zhu Yiba's long-range shooting ability might be a few points worse than Chen Shu's, but his close-range rapid-fire was definitely steady, fast, and ruthless.

Most importantly, they should possess considerable practical experience.
Just as she was thinking, she was interrupted by a cheerful greeting. Turning around, she saw Zhang Yang, whom she hadn't seen in a long time, followed by her little follower, photographer Xiao Zhao.

Zhang Yang stood with his hands behind his back, tiptoeing slightly, his long, black hair flowing in the wind, highlighting his tanned, wheat-colored face, exuding a beautiful yet spirited air.

This reporter must have been busy with his work outdoors lately, running around everywhere, which has tanned his originally fair face to this color. But I have to admit, he is still very good-looking and pleasing to the eye.

Photographer Xiao Zhao's smile remained as goofy and simple as ever, and his figure was still slender. However, he carried the huge camera firmly on his shoulder, giving people the feeling that he was as steady as Mount Tai.

For some reason, seeing these two reminded Chen Shu of their clandestine mission to northern Myanmar to rescue people. It was a very dangerous mission back then, but now it felt somewhat heartwarming.

Hey, Yangyang.

"Hehe, Brother Shu~"

Because I was locked in a small dark room, I will briefly summarize the contents of the previous chapter:

Because of the orange-sweeping incident, Chen Shu was disqualified from the provincial department's selection interview.

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(End of this chapter)