I haven't been a boss for many years

"Wu sir!"

Several police officers got up and responded.

Wu Hongxi asked, "Are all the guys here?"

"The five members of Political Department 170 have canceled their vacations and are all on standby in the office area!" said a chief inspector.

"Come over for a meeting!" Wu Hongxi said quickly, and a police officer quickly occupied the office area, because the police officers had been notified in advance.

Most of the police officers are wearing uniforms, a few police officers are wearing suits and plain clothes, but all of them are wearing ID cards, imposing.

Wu Hongxi stood at the forefront, raised the document in his hand, and shouted loudly: "I'll tell you one thing!"

"Starting today, the Political Department has changed bosses!"

The police officers froze for a moment.

"Wu sir!"

"say what?"

There was a commotion.

Wu Hongxi yelled again: "I said, starting today, the political department has changed bosses!"

"Ghosts sent police officers from our political department to perform missions abroad, but betrayed our colleagues, which is tolerable, unbearable!"

"I can't take it anymore!" He shouted, with a cheerful face, and took a picture of the document: "Whoever wants to continue to eat ghost food, go out!"

Chapter 552 Security Department

"Wu sir, go out to the police force!"

A police officer shouted: "People in the police force are prejudiced against the Political Department, how can they go out?"

Another senior inspector said: "If you don't eat ghosts, whoever you eat, we all eat from the public. How can we support our family when we take off our police uniforms!"

Change boss.

Means there is a new boss!

After the commotion, the officers asked questions, wanting to know who the new boss was.

The reality is before our eyes. Compared with the betrayal of their colleagues, the police officers are more concerned about the food in the rice bowl.

Wu Hongxi sneered: "Eat public meals as usual, but help ghosts to work hands-free. From now on, we will be affiliated with the police department and be real police officers!"

"Instead of the agencies under the intelligence department, let me ask you, how long can you sell your life to the ghost? 97 at the latest, and everyone will still have to take off their uniforms by then!"

"On the contrary, if you work directly for the police department, the police uniform will last you a lifetime, and your job will be secure."

He threw the document on the table and shouted, "The new boss is Zhonghua!"

The police officers of the Political Department were collectively silent.

It has to be said that Wu Hongxi's actions are too appalling. If he directly wants to change the political department system, he will pay a lot and get a lot.

The police officers of the Political Department knew that the ghost was dying soon, and they were getting more and more over the top, helping the ghost to work and eat for a day was counted as a day.

It's better to fight a big one!

What's more, power is from the bottom up, and the top controls the bottom.

When the ruling power of the top is insufficient, it can be remedied by administrative measures in a timely manner, and it may also rely on the influence of the past to command subordinates due to the accumulation of power.

But if you make a mistake, you will be unpopular, and the collapse of power is imminent.

A chief inspector immediately raised his arms and shouted: "Do it!"

"I've seen the ghosts get upset for a long time, domineering all day long, treating Xiangjiang as their back garden, and dare to do any bad things!"

The senior inspector said: "Yes, people who dare to betray our colleagues, human beings can't bear it."

"Wu sir!"

"What do you say, we all listen to you, and the Chinese in the Political Department are the only ones to follow."

170's will suddenly reached unity.

No one understands the weakness of ghosts better than the political department, and no one knows the future of Xiangjiang better than the political department. Once, they were carried forward by the torrent of history and had no choice. Now, they are still carried forward by the torrent of history and still have no choice !

It's just that history has been dominated by another person, and the rushing river has changed its direction.

Yes, if the police officers of the Political Department step out of this gate, where else can they go?Take off the police uniform, drive in the car, and sell newspapers?Don't think about it, fool!

People who can wear police uniforms,

They all refer to wearing a police uniform and eating for a lifetime,

How is it possible to take off the police uniform?

Wu Hongxi dared to let them take off their police uniforms, no matter how many reasons and promises they had, they dared to arrest Wu Hongxi.

If you want to wear the police uniform well, you must stay in the Political Department, because the members of the Political Department have committed many mistakes, and it is impossible for the police to accept them from the current standpoint.

Wu Hongxi's new boss is the same as Deputy Director Cai Jinping, and the road is about to reach a dead end, so die with the ghost!

Either fuck Sir Wu to death!

Coupled with Wu Hongxi's accumulated prestige, relationship, and favor, it is obvious how to choose, and no one can choose wrong.

What's more, there are not many years left in Guilao's life. On the other hand, the future has bright prospects, which is beneficial.

But looking at the current anger of the police officers, it can also be seen that the police officers of the political department are already very dissatisfied with the ghosts, and they usually just dare not speak out to find a flashpoint.

It was fried like a powder keg!

Wu Hongxi shouted: "Okay, all brothers and sisters decide to move forward with me, into the future, then I will hand over the joint letter from the members of the Political Department and the evidence of the betrayal of the police by the Military Intelligence Department to the Chief of Police."

"Apply to the Commissioner of Police to change the name of the Political Department!"

"The police department will directly allocate funds, select promotions, evaluate and assess, and let the police department directly command the Political Department."

This is a legal change of rights.

Very gentle way.

The police officers were all very satisfied, and immediately someone agreed: "Good!"

"Wu sir."

"We all go with you!"

Wu Hongxi took out a document from the folder, and handed it forward: "Everyone should print their fingerprints, sign their names, and have no regrets!"

Someone took the letter paper.

A full page of written appeals, well-founded, neither humble nor overbearing.

At the end of the page, Sir Wu’s name has been signed, with a thumbprint printed on it. Chief Inspector Zhang Quan of the Political Department immediately brought the ink pad, signed the name with a pen, and printed a bright red handprint, one by one, 170 five people The police officers signed for more than forty minutes.

After all the joint letters have been signed, two pages of attachments have been added to the back of the document, which are full of fingerprints and names.

Wu Hongxi took back the joint letter and returned it to the folder, put the folder under his arm, and took a deep breath: "I'll go find brother one!"

"From now on, we are all police officers of the Security Department, and we are responsible for protecting Xiangjiang's political security and intelligence security. Regardless of whether the ghosts recognize it or not, we must first stand up!"

"Yes, sir!"

170 Five police officers saluted and shouted.

"Wu sir."

"This matter may cause anxiety in the Military Intelligence Department. Everyone knows the way the Military Intelligence Department works. I suggest that the Security Department should first ensure the safety of its own members before the appeal is answered."

Chief Inspector Zhang Quan said.

Wu Hongxi took a deep look at him and praised him in a tone of approval: "Not bad! Your own safety is the prerequisite for protecting everything. I ordered all members of the security department to be on standby in the office 24 hours a day before the appeal is answered, and they are not allowed to leave the police building or the gun room. Open, all police officers go to collect weapons, vests, and prepare for orders in the office area!"

"Call all food and drink downstairs, and go down in groups of five to get them. Remember, the current priority of the security department is to ensure the establishment of the security department."

"Yes!"

"Sir!" Zhang Quan shouted salutingly.

"action!"

After Wu Hongxi finished speaking, all the police officers of the Security Department stood at attention and lined up to the gun room to collect their guns and put on their equipment.

The gun issued by the ghost eventually became a weapon raised by the Chinese.

Like a rope to hang a capitalist.

And the police department building is definitely safe. After all, there are thousands of guns in the building, and the ghosts are not stupid and dare not break into it.

Otherwise, if any big trouble is caused, it will not only slap the Chinese in the police force in the face, but also slap the Hong Kong government with the last bit of face.

As long as members of the Security Department do not leave the General Administration building, their lives are not in danger, and the identities of family members are also guaranteed by the police uniforms.

...

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Central, the hospital.

The ghost "Parker" had just finished wrapping his head, with a white tape on his right head, holding the phone and yelling, "Wu Hongxi is already dissatisfied with the Military Intelligence Department."

"Immediately send someone to the Political Department to arrest him. I want him to disappear in Lai Chi Kok Prison, as if this person never existed!"

He still doesn't know that the Political Department has signed a joint letter to change its name internally, imagining that it can use the old-fashioned method of killing chickens and monkeys.

As everyone knows, the power of the Chinese people to unite.

"Yes, sir!"

Immediately a member of the Military Intelligence Department responded.

……

"Da da da."

The division chief's secretary knocked on the door and said, "Sir Han, Sir Wu from the Political Department is looking for you."

"Why is he looking for me?" Han Lirong was quite surprised, but Wu Hongxi was the head of a department after all, and also a high-level senior officer of the police force.

It's time to see you.

Han Lirong said, "Ask him to come in."

"Understood." The secretary closed the door, returned to the waiting area and nodded slightly to Sir Wu, and then came to the director's office with a serious Wu Hongxi.

"Good afternoon, sir!"

Wu Hongxi stood at attention and saluted, raised his head and chest, and roared loudly.

Han Lirong nodded, and asked aloud, "What's the matter, Superintendent Wu?"

"Report, sir!" Wu Hongxi stomped his feet, presented a document with both hands, and shouted, "Sir, this is the evidence that the Military Intelligence Department betrayed colleagues from the Political Department, and a joint letter from all the 170 police officers of the Political Department."

"All members of the Political Department hope to break away from the actual jurisdiction of the Military Intelligence Department and accept the full command of the Police Department. They will no longer serve the British Military Intelligence Department, but only serve the safety of Xiangjiang city!"

Han Lirong's heart trembled, he almost couldn't hold his coffee, and he stood up and said, "What are you talking about?"

He just heard it all.

Wu Hongxi repeated it seriously!

Han Lirong took a deep breath, stood up quickly, glanced at the joint letter and knew it was not a joke.

He said: "It involves the system management of a department. I need to hold a meeting with all the director-level management and try to give you an answer as soon as possible."

"Don't worry, the police force will never ignore the ideas of any department. In this way, I will give you an answer before six o'clock in the evening." He looked down at his watch.

Wu Hongxi stood at attention and saluted: "Yes, sir!"

"Hankyu, sir!"

Han Lirong stared at him and said, "Is there anything else?"

"no!"

"Gbye, sir!" Wu Hongxi turned and left.

Han Lirong was agitated, looked at his back, and cursed secretly: "Damn it, none of the previous police chiefs has managed the Political Department, so why should I be in charge of the Political Department this time?"

"The Political Department is a subsidiary of the Military Intelligence Department. What happened?" He was confused now, picked up the phone, and called Parker.