The Chief Detective Inspector is dead. I'm now the top police officer in Hong Kong!

Chapter 76 The Transition Between Generations (47)

"Is there such a talent program? Is it some kind of fake program?" Lin Tiansheng asked, puzzled and slightly doubtful.

Studying at the police academy without leaving Hong Kong Island and with the potential for faster promotion seems like a great deal. But foreigners can be cunning and treacherous when it comes to politics.

Linking this to a transfer to the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau (OCTB), the phrase "benchwarmer" immediately comes to mind. Chung Chi-wai continued, "Boss, 77 years after that, the police force has launched a special training program for highly educated individuals and other special talents, and it's been running for three years now."

"Officers can be promoted directly to assistant officers through the training program, and inspectors can also achieve rapid promotion through the training program. This program is specially launched by the police force to make up for the lack of middle management after the reform."

"However, two years ago, all officers included in the program were required to go to England for further training. Starting this year, officers below the rank of superintendent will instead study at the police academy. During their studies, they will be suspended from duty, and they will often be promoted and transferred after completing their studies."

Zhong Zhihui herself is a beneficiary of the talent development program.

Lin Tiansheng only knew that he had studied in the UK before, and had not learned much about him. After hearing this, he felt much more at ease and said with satisfaction, "It sounds pretty good."

Pi Chi-pong said, "This is the fastest way to get promoted to senior inspector. After you finish your training, I'll have Inspector Joe help you get into a good department."

Qiao Jingxing remained calm and reminded him, "I don't have anyone in the personnel department. Unless you spend a lot of money, it will be very difficult to transfer someone to a different position."

"If the foreigners deliberately make things difficult, even throwing money at them won't help. Personnel management is a sensitive area for the foreigners; even Li Junxia and Xu Anqi don't dare to touch it."

Lin Tiansheng looked thoughtful, raised his teacup, stood up and said, "It's good to be promoted. We'll talk about the rest later. Today, I thank all the brothers for supporting me. I wish Qiao Sir a speedy promotion and entry into the Constitutional Commission. I wish all the brothers a smooth career and a prosperous official career. I wish myself a future where I can regain power and restore glory."

It's getting late. We've achieved all our goals for our first meeting. If we keep chatting, it'll be past midnight, so it's best to end things sooner rather than later.

Qiao Jingxing, Hong Baolian, Pi Zhibang and others stood up, drank tea instead of wine, and said loudly, "Let us regain power and restore our former glory."

"Cheers!"

"Cheers!"

Everyone gulped down their tea, their expressions clear and refreshed. They were clearly very satisfied with the new leader's performance, which gave them real hope for a comeback and filled them with enthusiasm.

"Brothers, you've all settled down and started families, unlike me who's still single. Go home and rest, meeting adjourned," Lin Tiansheng said with a self-deprecating laugh.

Huang Qixian laughed and said, "You don't have a wife, but you have many mistresses."

Lin Tiansheng shook his head: "They all ran away long ago, not a single hair was left behind."

Pi Zhibang blinked and teased, "I envy your freedom. You can just go to the bathhouse and ride whichever one you want."

Hong Baolian, clad in high heels, her eyes alluring: "Young Master Sheng, would you like me to pluck a hair from your head?"

Old Horse Forked Bug B!

Lin Tiansheng muttered a curse under his breath, then waved his hand and said, "Save your breath. They'll all fall off in a few years. Why are you still pulling them out for me?"

"You bastard," Hong Baolian said coquettishly, laughing as she cursed, but she wasn't angry. Pi Zhibang rubbed his hands together and said with a sly smile, "It's good that it's all gone, it's good that it's all gone, I like it white."

"It's bad luck, mantis shrimp." Li Jiaxiang said with a smile, making jokes that created a relaxed and pleasant atmosphere, and the crowd gradually dispersed.

You can't expect anything good to come out of a dog's mouth. When corrupt cops aren't talking about money or power, they're all lustful devils, always targeting the lower body.

Refined and cultured, yet shrewd and capable?
That was just an act for outsiders.

After seeing off Inspector Qiao and the others, Lin Tiansheng did not leave the teahouse immediately. Huang Qixian also stayed behind: "Young Master Sheng, the teahouse needs someone to manage it. I'll find a manager, hire two Cantonese and dim sum chefs, and arrange a few waiters?" "No problem, let Li Zhongying cover the expenses." Lin Tiansheng wanted to get the place up and running, not for profit, but just so his brothers could have a place to drink tea and eat.

Huang Qixian readily agreed: "Okay."

At this moment, Lin Tiansheng took out his mobile phone and said, "I want to make a call to Brother Le and tell him about what happened today."

“Of course, I’ll take my leave then.” Huang Qixian stood up to say goodbye, leaving the space to himself. Lin Tiansheng sat alone in the teahouse, dialing an overseas phone number. After a long while, someone finally answered—a flamboyant, authoritative, smoky voice.

"Where are you?" Brother Le, who had moved to Taipei, had just finished walking his dog and was sitting in the villa's garden making tea. Lin Tiansheng spoke up: "Brother Le, it's me, Asheng."

"Asheng?" Lu Le paused for a moment, then asked, "What is it, Asheng?"

“I had a meeting with my old buddies today, and we’re planning to reopen Tuodi,” Lin Tiansheng said. Lü Le put down his purple clay cup, seemingly lost in thought. After a long while, he finally smiled and said, “It’s good that it can be reopened. To be honest, when I was in Canada, I still thought I’d have a chance to go back to Hong Kong. But after I came to Taipei, I never thought about it again. If you have the ability to reopen Tuodi, and if you need any help, just let me know.”

He was well aware of Lin Tiansheng's experiences over the past three years, and even knew more about the changes in the underworld and the police force, and that he had long since lost his ambition for power.

What he didn't expect was that, amidst the chaos, the person he had chosen back then...

He could still stand up again, and even feel proud of it. The reality was, after the meeting, Lin Tiansheng didn't make that call, and he hadn't received a single word. But since Lin Tiansheng still valued their past relationship and was willing to make a call to inform them, there was still some face to be had, and the old brothers were short on cash, so they could offer some support.

Unexpectedly, Lin Tiansheng politely declined, saying, "No need, Brother Le, I'll change the signboard for Tuodi."

Lü Le reacted quickly this time, immediately bursting into laughter: "Hahaha, great! New business, why use the old brand? Work hard, and hopefully one day I can go back to the teahouse for a cup of tea."

"By the way, Robin called and said you've been messing around with some foreigners lately, which is making things difficult for your old buddies. I didn't interfere much; I trust you."

"Thanks, Brother Le. See you again sometime." Lin Tiansheng hung up the phone, closed the restaurant door, and was already certain that there was no room for reconciliation with Robin and his gang.

Whether it's him or Robin, Lü Yue has no control over them.

If a retired old man living in Taipei can persuade another faction of remnants to surrender, it's not that the old man is capable, but that the other faction had wanted to surrender for a long time.

Not asking Lui Lok for money meant he didn't want any further involvement with the Chief Inspector of the Chinese Police Force. A person who runs away with the money can't be considered a big shot.

Brothers, you're only looking at the present.

Lu Le slowly put down his mobile phone, his eyes filled with melancholy, and sighed deeply: "It's the world of newcomers now."

The next morning, Lin Tiansheng drove to the West Kowloon Police Station for work. As soon as he entered the office area, Jiang Zhikai, the clerk of Group D, fawned over him and offered him a cigarette, saying, "Brother Sheng, breakfast is on the table."

"Are you buying breakfast today?" Lin Tiansheng sniffed the tobacco leaves to make sure they weren't damp before taking out a lighter and lighting them.

In the humid south, tobacco can become damp within two hours of being opened. It looks limp and soggy, tastes sticky and pungent, and has no aroma. You can light a fire to warm it up a bit to salvage the flavor. Therefore, when I receive cigarettes from strangers, I first smell them to see if they are damp.

Jiang Zhikai, with a fawning expression, eagerly helped light the fire: "I brought one along the way. Brother Sheng likes it. I'll buy it for you from now on."

Chen Sheng, Li Weihao, and Shi Zhanpeng, who had just been discharged from the hospital, looked at Jiang Zhikai, who was also an assistant, with even more disdain in their eyes.

Knowing that Lin Tiansheng has a bright future, there's no need for him to stoop to being a lackey or a henchman, right? As fellow detectives in the Major Crimes Unit, having worked together for so long, how could they possibly stand it?

(End of this chapter)