Binjiang Police Affairs
Chapter 146 - 122: Poor Director Wang

With so many leaders present, several cars were parked on the riverbank.

Xu Sanye had already spoken with the drivers, urging them to quickly take the crew members to Bailong Port Health Center.

Several journalists wanted to interview Director Jin, Han Yu, and Captain Wang. Despite Xu Sanye wanting to see Wang Xiazhi’s embarrassment, he did not want the Linghai Police Bureau to become a laughingstock.

Using the excuse that county leaders, leaders from the City Police Bureau, and Port Supervision Bureau leaders were going to visit and comfort the crew members, he hastily sent the journalists to the Health Center.

Director Yang and Commissioner Ding, worried about Comrade Old Wang’s safety, saw that Chen Zikun and his group had been on the ship for quite a while without coming down.

Just as the two were preparing to board the ship to check, they were startled to find Comrade Old Wang covered with a blanket, being carried down on a stretcher by Chen Zikun and other young men, looking like he truly needed emergency aid.

"Old Wang, can you hear me speaking?"

Director Yang had drunk quite a bit of alcohol at noon, and even without speaking, his breath smelled of liquor, which became even stronger when he spoke.

Director Wang couldn’t stand the smell, felt a wave of nausea, and with an "ah," opened his mouth to vomit again.

Director Yang was startled and quickly stepped aside.

Commissioner Ding couldn’t squeeze through, noticing the two fish and Captain Wang looking very haggard, he quickly pushed open the door to the police duty room:

"Captain Wang, Salted Fish, I know you’re very tired and sleepy, but no matter how exhausted, you should eat well before sleeping. We’ve prepared the meal for you, there’s a heater inside, it’s warm, hurry in and eat."

As the door opened, a tantalizing aroma of food wafted through.

Director Wang also couldn’t stand the smell, twisted his body, and looked like he wanted to vomit again.

But everything that could be vomited was already out, nothing left to come out, he could only dry heave.

Xu Sanye held him down, bending over to ask: "Old Wang, besides wanting to vomit, do you have any other symptoms, is your head hurting?"

"Wa... ah..."

When others spoke, Director Wang couldn’t tell who it was, but Xu Sanye’s loud voice left a deep impression.

Ordinarily, this would have been very embarrassing for him, but now he felt everything was spinning, his head splitting with pain, only wanting to vomit, he couldn’t care less if Xu Sanye would laugh at him.

Director Yang had never imagined seasickness could affect someone so severely, his brows tightly furrowed, he said, "Seems like he’s really suffering from the seasickness."

"Old Wang, hold on a bit longer, when the car that sent the crew members returns, we’ll take you to the Health Center."

"Ah..."

"Director Yang, Commissioner Ding, Old Wang’s vomiting like this is dangerous, he might end up damaging his stomach. Medical standards at Bailong Port Health Center are not great, maybe we should consider transferring him."

The man hadn’t even been admitted to the hospital, what transfer to talk about...

As Director Yang was caught between laughter and tears, Xu Sanye patted Comrade Old Wang, saying, "Old Wang, don’t worry, we’ll do our best to save you. If Linghai People’s Hospital isn’t sufficient, we’ll take you to the City People’s Hospital. We have connections at the City People’s Hospital, and Xiao Han’s mother is a head nurse there!"

It’s not about what’s sufficient or not, Director Wang just had seasickness, it’s not like he had cancer.

Han Xiangning, who was helping to serve food in the duty room, couldn’t help snickering, Han Yu also couldn’t hold back his laughter, and Liang Xiaoyu came out with her bowl of food to join in on the spectacle.

Director Yang was well aware that Xu Sanye was kicking a man when he was down, so he quickly pulled him aside.

Sister Zhu had never seen anyone seasick to this extent and felt guilty for not having stopped Director Wang the night before. Worriedly squeezing through, she asked, "Director Wang, Director Wang, do you want to drink some water?"

The female comrades liked to use shampoo, apply cold cream on their faces, and hand cream on their hands, preferring to make themselves smell fragrance.

Director Wang couldn’t bear this smell either, and felt even more nauseous, struggling to turn over and vomit.

Director Yang, fearing that he might hurt himself, hurriedly let go of Xu Sanye to help.

However, as he reached out, he was shocked to discover that he was bare-backed, his bare buttocks exposed!

Sister Zhu, equally taken aback to see Director Wang like this, quickly turned away.

Xu Sanye’s expression darkened, and he turned back shouting, "Salted Fish, what’s going on? Where are Director Wang’s clothes? How could you take off Director Wang’s clothes, it’s so cold, what if he freezes!"

Han Yu had not expected Director Xu to ask him, and quickly stepped out, saying, "Director Xu, Director Wang’s clothes got dirty."

"How did they get dirty?"

"From vomiting."

Uncle Qian had told him to be honest, how could Salted Fish tell blatant lies.

Liang Xiaoyu believed lying was wrong, and blurted out, "It’s not from vomiting, it’s from defecating, he soiled his pants with both urine and feces!"

"What nonsense are you spouting, go eat your meal."

Han Yu felt his soul almost being frightened out of him, quickly pulling Liang Xiaoyu back to the duty room.

Director Yang was stunned.

Commissioner Ding looked astounded.

Xu Sanye suddenly understood and quickly began to defend, "Xiao Yu is just a fool (hothead), he doesn’t know how to speak, he just spouts nonsense. It must be from vomiting; How could someone as old as Old Wang soil himself like that."

Chen Zikun, Ma Jintao, and several Water Police officers really wanted to laugh, but with so many leaders around, they didn’t dare to. They just endured it while carrying the stretcher.

Director Yang realized that Old Wang had truly embarrassed himself this time and quickly said, "It’s windy in the corridor, don’t just stand here, let’s get Director Wang ashore first."

"Yes!"

"The floating bridge is quite unstable, be sure to hold on tight."

"We know."

"Old Ding, you escort Old Wang to the Health Center yourself."

"Alright, let’s go."

Fortunately, the reporters had left, and thankfully, Director Zhong and Secretary Chen weren’t here either. Otherwise, it would have been quite embarrassing; it could have been thoroughly messed up by Xu Sanye and Wang Xiazhi who was recklessly determined to board the ship.

Director Yang was still shaken and called Xu Sanye over to the bow of the Dunship, grinding his teeth as he asked: "Sanye, jokes are jokes, but you’ve got to mind the occasion. We’re all colleagues here; do you find it amusing to treat Old Wang like this?"

"Director Yang, how his situation turned out has nothing to do with me; I didn’t force him onto the ship at gunpoint."

"I’m talking about what just happened; you obviously know his... his..."

"What about him?"

"You’re deliberately feigning ignorance!"

"Director Yang, since you know I’m feigning ignorance, do you realize he was being slippery?"

"Sanye, nobody’s perfect. Old Wang has his faults, but he also has many strengths. Sometimes we give criminals the chance to reform, so why can’t we be tolerant and forgiving towards our own comrades?"

"What you mean is I can’t stand to have sand in my eyes."

"Isn’t that so?"

Director Yang took out a cigarette, offered him one, and then said coldly, "And this morning, in front of so many people, you didn’t show the least bit of respect for Secretary Chen, not even a greeting. Is that any way to behave?"

Xu Sanye laughed: "I got you several thousand yuan from him; why don’t you mention that?"

"One thing at a time."

"Fine, then let’s stick to the facts."

Xu Sanye glanced back, then asked, "Director Yang, operations on the river, combat, and rescue – would you say they’re dangerous? Shouldn’t we give Captain Wang, Zhu Baogen, and Xiao Yu a pay raise?"

Director Yang didn’t expect this question and mused: "They do deserve a raise. We can’t keep people without giving them more."

What Director Yang didn’t expect even more was that Xu Sanye patted his arm: "You’re the Director, but I’ve been doing all the worrying for you. A dozen police stations, four criminal investigation teams, and so many members of the Cooperative Defense Team – if you raise salary for one and not the other, how are you going to do it?"

"It’s not easy to do."

"It was difficult before, but now it’s easy. With Wang Xiazhi setting such an example here, it won’t be long before everyone knows how tough and dangerous river work is. Give Captain Wang, Zhu Baogen, and Xiao Yu a raise, and nobody will have any objections. If anyone’s not convinced, let them come and try it out for a few days."

"So, by making Old Wang look bad, you’re trying to pave the way for raising the pay of the other Cooperative Defense Team members?"

"That’s why I say Old Wang is not only commendable for his spirit but also has made a huge contribution to the construction of our Cooperative Defense Team."

"That’s not right!"

"What’s not right?"

"You’re using Old Wang’s embarrassment as a perfect excuse to raise the pay for those you’ve recruited to the Cooperative Defense Team!"

Xu Sanye chuckled, patting Director Yang’s arm again: "You are the Director, aren’t my people yours as well? I belong to you, too. If you have the chance, think of a way to give me a raise or a bonus or something."

Poor Old Wang – his lifetime of reputation is now in ruins.

Director Yang was thoroughly convinced, he too patted him on the arm: "Sanye, you used to say it’s meaningless to joke with you. Now I want to tell you, it’s just as meaningless to scheme against your own people."

"I understand."

"You understand what?"

Xu Sanye rolled up his sleeves to check his watch, smiling: "In at most two more hours, Old Ge will come surrender to me."

Director Yang hurriedly said: "Don’t talk to me about this; I don’t want to know anything. What I mean isn’t this."

"Don’t worry, I’ve got a sense of proportion."

"You go about your business, I’m going to see if Director Zhong and Secretary Chen have gone to the Health Center."

"What are you afraid of? When Old Ge arrives, we can have a chat with him."

"You guys talk; I won’t get involved."

Old Wang’s unlucky; now, Comrade Old Ge is about to face even bigger trouble...

Director Yang didn’t want to wade into these murky waters. He took a few steps away, then turned back: "Sanye, the Transportation Bureau seems to have gotten a plot of land, planning to raise funds to build housing. If there is a chance, could you ask for me, see if they could allocate ten units for us. Whatever formula they use for their cadre’s and staff’s contributions, we’ll follow the same."

Fundraising for housing construction involves the government allocating land, the unit contributing a part of the funds, and the cadre and staff also contributing a part.

The Police Bureau is so poor it jingles, even if the county allocates land, there’s no money to build. Many police officers still don’t have their own homes.

As a member of the Police Bureau, Xu Sanye thought he should do something for the Bureau and mused, touching his mouth: "Ten units are too few, definitely not enough to go around. Xu Mingyuan and Zhang Lan are about to get married and don’t even have a place; if they wait according to the old rules, when will they ever get their turn?"

"Then ask Old Ge if he can spare a few more units."

"Two units would be feasible; asking for an entire building would make his job too difficult, but two units are just right."

"Alright, I’ll leave this with you. If you can secure them, I’ll let your chief apprentice choose first!"

Director Yang found benefit in maintaining a good relationship with Xu Sanye; at least he could use him to extort and blackmail wealthy units. He smiled slightly and turned to leave.

Xu Sanye really wanted to get his junior apprentice a unit, but since it’s fundraising for housing, those wanting a house still have to pay.

This year, the Bailong Port Post and Telecommunication Bureau fundraised to build a family building, counting every penny; finally, the cadre and staff had to contribute about three hundred yuan per square meter.

For a sixty-something square meter apartment, they had to fork over eighteen thousand yuan in one go, and for the second or third floor, perhaps even more.

Little Salted Fish had just started working a few days; where could he come up with so much money?

Xu Sanye thought to forget it for now; the kid is still young, there would be other opportunities in three or four years.