Binjiang Police Affairs
Chapter 446 - 315 Tuition is Non-refundable

Chapter 446: Chapter 315 Tuition is Non-refundable

At four-thirty in the afternoon, Han Yu and his group finally arrived at Gaozhou after five days of travel.

Luckily, they didn’t listen to Shi Shengyong’s suggestion to let Old Zhang or Old Ding come; long-distance travel is indeed exhausting. First, they took a long-distance bus from Bailong Port to East Sea, then a train from East Sea to Guangzhou.

There were too many people traveling south for work, and among the five of them, they could only get two hard seat tickets. The other three were standing tickets they had to buy platform tickets first and then find the conductor on the train to supplement those.

The train car was packed, with people in the aisles, at the junctions between cars, and even in the toilets and underneath the seats; the five of them could only take turns sitting.

Finally reaching Guangzhou, they had to queue up to buy train tickets to Mao Ming.

This time they got all the tickets, but they were for the next day’s noon, so they had to stay in a small hotel near Guangzhou Railway Station for one night.

When they arrived in Mao Ming, they had to transfer to a bus.

As they exited the Mao Ming Railway Station and just boarded the minibus to Gaozhou, the five experienced how fierce the local customs were and how chaotic the security situation was.

Several minibus drivers fought over passengers at the transport hub, hitting each other until blood flowed. More than a dozen people chased and one driver even pulled out a machete to chase another. By the time Han Yu realized what was happening, those fighting had already fled, leaving only pools of blood on the parking lot ground.

Old Wang had never seen such a bloody scene before and was so frightened that he was beside himself with fear, still palpably frightened even after leaving the Gaozhou bus station. The other two students’ parents felt the same, more determined to take their children back home.

Xiao Gong couldn’t believe the social security here was so chaotic, somewhat regretting not bringing a gun.

Han Yu was not only psychologically prepared but had also seen the chaos on the canal years ago, without much thought, he just wanted to quickly find those three rascals and bring them back to Binjiang.

Gaozhou is a county-level city in Mao Ming, and there were also many people hustling for passengers in front of the bus station.

Han Yu reminded everyone to watch their belongings, peeked around, and sure enough, saw a man about thirty-five or thirty-six years old, holding a sign with his name on it, looking around.

"Brother Wu, I’m over here!"

"You are..."

"It’s me, Han Yu."

Deputy Battalion Commander Wu had spoken to Han Yu on the phone before, only knew that Han Yu was the Deputy Division Commander of the Changhang Public Security Bureau Binjiang Branch Fire Brigade, not knowing Han Yu’s age this year, directly assumed that to be a Deputy Division Commander one must be at least around forty.

Seeing the smiling Han Yu, Deputy Battalion Commander Wu couldn’t believe his eyes.

An old comrade who had come to greet him regained his senses, quickly said, "Captain Han, nice to meet you, Captain, didn’t expect you to be so young."

Deputy Battalion Commander Wu also came back to his senses, put down the cardboard welcome sign, and said with an embarrassed smile, "Captain Han, sorry, I was distracted just now."

"Brother Wu, I should be the one to say sorry, asking you to take leave and come from so far to the city area."

"Fellow townsman, what’s there to be embarrassed about. It’s my honor that Secretary Lu thought of me."

"Here is my ID."

"What are you joking about, we’ve already spoken on the phone."

People are not always as they appear, who would have thought there would be such a young Deputy Division Commander, Deputy Battalion Commander Wu was still embarrassed about his earlier behavior, quickly changed the topic: "Captain Han, I almost forgot to introduce, this is my old comrade Chen Haijun, originally from Dongshan, found his partner in the station, and then transferred here."

"Brother Chen, nice to meet you, and thank you for the trouble. We welcome you to visit us in Binjiang whenever you have time."

"It’s no trouble."

Deputy Battalion Commander Wu’s old comrade Chen Haijun tightly grasped Han Yu’s hand, sighed, and said, "Captain Han, you and Wu Renshan are fellow townspeople, and truly in the same profession as me. But compared to you, I fall far behind. You are so young and already in a leadership position, and I’m almost forty but still just a beat cop."

Wu Renshan expressed agreement, with a self-deprecating tone, "When I transfer out in the future, if I also get placed into the police system, I’d probably just be a low-ranking officer."

"You two are exaggerating, I’m industry police, Brother Chen is local police, it’s not fair to compare. There are many local police officers, low administrative levels in their units, few positions for Director and Deputy Director. Being a division head is already a mid-level position, I could become a Deputy Division Commander mainly due to the administrative level of our unit.

"Captain Han, what administrative level is your branch?"

"Director level, but our Director level can’t be compared with local police, we belong to industry police, equivalent to a public institution, our officers are not civil servants, unlike you all who are national public officials, administrative police."

"Similar to the railway police?"

"Exactly, exactly, we are similar to the railway police, forest police."

Being not even civil servants, they indeed couldn’t be compared with the local police, Old Friend Chen felt somewhat pacified, Han Yu quickly introduced Xiao Gong and the three students’ parents.

Salted Fish has connections in Gaozhou, having connections means getting things done!

Old Wang, Old Li, and Old Xu finally felt reassured, hastily expressing their thanks. Xiao Gong admired his senior even more, feeling that following his senior had prospects.

One must be faithful to the task entrusted by others.

Wu Renshan didn’t rush to call a car, but first used a public phone to call home to report to Secretary Lu that they had received the people.

Old Lu was very happy, Han Yu could hear that familiar loud voice even standing beside.

"If you can help, of course, you should help, but don’t bite off more than you can chew, and definitely don’t make mistakes because you’re helping your hometown. Xiao Han should have funds for finding people, your salary isn’t high, don’t be embarrassed in situations where you should spend money, let Xiao Han and the others spend it, you just contribute your effort!"

"Secretary Lu..."

"It’s not an outsider, what’s there to be embarrassed about, is Xiao Han beside you?"

"Yes."

"Let Xiao Han take the phone."

"Okay, Captain Han..."

Han Yu hurriedly took over the phone, smiling, said: "Secretary Lu, we’ve arrived, Deputy Battalion Commander Wu personally came to the station to receive us."

The military officers who came out from Liangzhuang are deeply concerned about their hometown. With just a phone call, they help eagerly. Old Lu was very pleased and proud, speaking with emotion, "It’s good that you have arrived, finding them shouldn’t be too hard. If that fraudulent school refuses to release them, there’s no need to be polite. You are with the police, and now you’re even the Deputy Division Captain, show them some authority and bring them back, let’s see if they dare to deceive our Binjiang children again!"

I came to find people, not to arrest them.

Han Yu was amused, unsure of how to continue the conversation.

"It’s been a wakeup call for me. A few days ago, Mayor Jiao and I specifically visited Liang Middle School and noticed these fraudulent schools being very rampant - advertising admissions in major newspapers, and even sending acceptance letters to our Liangzhuang! How they knew the names of our children from Liangzhuang, there’s surely a problem. It’s a pity that Old Li is sick and hospitalized, otherwise I would have definitely asked him to look into this thoroughly."

"Secretary Lu, you really prioritize education."

"We must prioritize it. How else would our Liangzhuang produce talents? This year in the middle school examinations, three of the top ten in the county are from our Liang Middle School, one of them is from your second aunt’s class. She works very diligently and provides quality education. I’ve coordinated with the Education Bureau, we plan to send her for further training in the second half of the year and convert her position to a public school teacher after she returns."

"Thank you, Secretary Lu!"

"No need to thank me, she achieved this on her own."

After chatting with Old Lu for a while, everyone took two black cars and went straight to Huayuan Technical School.

Deputy Battalion Commander Wu and his old comrade helped out. They could not let others incur more costs, so Old Wang rushed to pay for the taxi fare, grabbed the luggage, and followed Han Yu and the other two directly upstairs.

This is a three-story building facing the street, with storefronts on the ground floor, three classrooms, and two offices upstairs.

In the classroom at the corner of the staircase, there was a blackboard and several electric sewing machines. A person who looked like a teacher was instructing the students on how to dismantle them.

Chen Haijun, the comrade of Deputy Battalion Commander Wu, knocked on the office door, found an over fifty-year old Director Lin, presented his credentials, revealed his identity, and explained their purpose.

"Wang Xiaosheng, Li Jun, Xu Yu Gui, right?"

Director Lin flipped through the roster for a while, then raised his head and asked in barely understandable Mandarin, "What relation are you to these three students?"

Old Wang anxiously said, "I’m his father, Director Lin. Is my Xiaosheng here with you?"

"And you guys?"

"I’m Li Jun’s father, I’ve even brought our household registration booklet!"

"Xu Yu Gui is my son, is he here?"

Director Lin closed the roster, lit a cigarette, and leisurely stated, "These three students are here. They registered the day before yesterday and started classes yesterday. As you can see, we are a formal technical school. We teach theory in the morning and hands-on repair in the afternoon. Not only do we teach repair skills, but we also arrange for students to take certification exams, and then help them find employment after graduation..."

There’s no school building at all, what standard?

As for the so-called certification, it’s easy to get a junior repair certificate just by paying some money to the Labor Bureau.

Old Wang didn’t want his son to study at such a school, nor did he want him to stay in such a chaotic place, and said bluntly, "Director Lin, my son Xiaosheng came here without our knowledge. He’s not yet eighteen years old, still a minor, completely inexperienced – I’m taking him back. I can’t possibly let him stay here and learn to repair sewing machines."

"You want him to withdraw from the school?"

"Hmm."

"Withdrawal is easy to discuss, but refunding the tuition fee is difficult as we have regulations."

"He just arrived the day before!"

"Even if he had just arrived this morning, it would be the same; this is a school, not a mall, it’s not about coming and going as one pleases."

"He’s only had one day of classes, at most deduct one day’s fee."

"This is schooling, not working, who calculates by the day?"

"Not a single penny refunded?"

"Sorry, our school has regulations. Besides, I’m just the head of academic affairs. Refunding the tuition is really difficult. The accommodation fee has been signed off with the landlord and cannot be refunded either. We can only refund a part of the meal fees."

Chen Haijun already knew this school wouldn’t be easy to deal with, but he didn’t expect such a lack of cooperation. Reminded, he said, "Director Lin, concerning admissions, shouldn’t you obtain parental consent? You recruited these three children without their parents knowing, which is unreasonable both emotionally and rationally."

From the accent, it was clear this police officer was not from here.

Even if he worked locally, he was not in charge of this area.

Besides, he was just a small public security police officer, not the director or chief.

Director Lin was not afraid of Chen Haijun, casually stating, "They should have informed their parents. Besides, what does this have to do with our school?"

Chen Haijun, taken aback by Lin’s uncooperative attitude, was feeling awkward when Han Yu lifted his head and said, "Director Lin, whether to refund the tuition fee or not we can discuss later. First, take us to see the three children."

"And you are?"

"I’m the Deputy Division Commander of Changhang Public Security Bureau Binjiang Branch Water Fire Rescue Team and the Deputy Director of Bailong Port Police Station, and here’s my work ID."

Han Yu revealed his identity, then continued, "You enrolled minors as students without notifying their parents; their parents thought the children had disappeared and reported to us, so we’ve been investigating until here. Please cooperate with our work for now and take us to meet the children first."

Such incidents were not new.

Director Lin was not concerned, looking at Han Yu’s credentials, he inwardly scoffed, what power does a Deputy Division Commander of the Fire Brigade hold, moreover from some far-off Changhang Public Security Bureau’s Fire Brigade Division.

"Alright, I’ll arrange a teacher to take you three to see the students."

"Let’s go together, after meeting the three children I need to take a statement from you."

"Why take a statement from me, I’m about to leave work. I’ll have Teacher Liu accompany you."

The pressing matter was to find the three children. As for the tuition fees, they were definitely to be refunded; there could not be more losses incurred by the three parents.

Han Yu thought to himself that even if someone could escape now, the temple can’t run away. It might as well wait until tomorrow, simply called Old Wang and the others, and went to the "dormitory" of the school with the previously mentioned "teacher" who was teaching next door.