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MTL - My Spy Years-Chapter 17 Teachings (recommendation tickets for collection)
Chapter 17 Teachings (Please collect recommendation tickets)
"Teacher, these coffee beans are not bad." Cheng Qianfan sniffed a handful and said.
"Your luck is also good." Xiu Gongshen scolded with a smile, "Lao Miao left so bleakly, do you think Tan Detai really has no complaints?"
Lao Miao is Lao Mo's uncle, and Lao Mo cheated him of the coffin, so he died of anger rather than illness.
The poor old man still couldn't forget his nephew before he died, and used his last favor to ask Tan Detai for a patrol for Lao Mo.
"I understand." Cheng Qianfan thought for a while, and said, "President Tan is very angry at what happened to Lao Miao, but because of Lao Miao's entrustment, he can't do anything to Lao Mo himself, so..."
"So what?"
"So, I've hit the right spot." Cheng Qianfan said with a sneer.
"Spooky." Xiu Gongshen scolded with a smile. Although he was also annoyed at Cheng Qianfan for acting without report, but thinking that the child's starting point was indeed to help him, the anger in his heart dissipated , There was a touch of warmth in the eyes.
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"I have known your father for many years. Brother Wenzao is just a child like you. In today's troubled times, I don't ask you to be famous, to have a more stable job and live in peace. I am also worthy of Brother Wenzao's entrustment." " Xiu Gongshen looked at Cheng Qianfan and sighed, "I shouldn't have allowed you to enter the patrol room, you boy, you are so bold, I'm really afraid that you will cause some trouble in the future!"
"Isn't there a teacher?" Cheng Qianfan smiled, and said with a serious expression, "Qianfan lost his parents since he was a child. Since he met the teacher two years ago, you have treated me like a nephew. In Qianfan's heart, you and his wife are just The closest elder, Qianfan knows that the teacher is worried about me, but, as the teacher said, in today's troubled times, no one can live a peaceful life, Qianfan also wants to do something, and I also want to help you Something."
Xiu Gongshen took a deep look at Cheng Qianfan, and he could see that he meant it sincerely, and he couldn't help feeling very relieved.
Xiu Gongshen is the translator of the Political Department. He has a close relationship with the upper echelons of the French Concession. He helps his boss, Xi Neng, to assist in the affairs of the investigation team. It seems to have a high status, but in fact he is in an embarrassing position. To be precise, he has no real power of his own. , the position is high and the power is light.
The situation is turbulent, and it is difficult for Xiu Gongshen to be alone. In this position, if he does not advance, he will retreat.
In addition, Xiu Gongshen's predecessor and alumnus, the translator Luo Hanlin's "sympathy for the Red Party", provided convenience for the Red Party many times, so he was dismissed from his post. To some extent, it would have some influence on Xiu Gongshen, enhancing his sense of crisis.
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"I heard why there was a quarrel just now." He Xuelin brought in a plate of cut oranges at this time and asked with a frown.
"It's a bar head, the wings are stiff." Xiu Gongshen snorted.
"I have small arms and legs, and I can only dance under the protection of the teacher's wings." Cheng Qianfan took the fruit plate, handed Xiu Gongshen a sliced orange, and laughed.
"The two of you, the old one, the young one, neither of you is a regular." He Xuelin complained a few words before leaving.
We talked for a while, mostly Xiu Gongshen asked him about his work in the patrol room during this time.
Occasionally, he would dial a few words, and analyze to Cheng Qianfan some things that he could tell Cheng Qianfan about the middle and high level of the patrol room, lest he still be ignorant.
Cheng Qianfan listened carefully and felt that he had benefited a lot.
Not in his position, not involved in it, not aware of it, these are indeed information that he could not grasp before.
"Jin Kemu is hosting a banquet tonight, and you can bring me a bottle of good wine later." Before parting, Xiu Gongshen said.
"Thank you teacher." Cheng Qianfan said happily.
This is tantamount to Xiu Gongshen making a clear statement, sending a message to Jin Kemu, regarding Cheng Qianfan as a grassroots patrolling house, to be precise, a key training object in the central patrolling house, asking him to take care of him and promote him.
When Xiu Gongshen served as a temporary French teacher in the supplementary class of the Police Non-commissioned Officer School in the French Concession last year, Cheng Qianfan was not the only teacher-student relationship he formed. There are more than a dozen police officers in various police stations in the French Concession. His students.
Taking the Central Patrol Office as an example, in the other two patrols, there were three other patrols who were his students.
Of course, this kind of teacher-student relationship is actually very shallow, incomparable with the kind of teacher-student relationship in the previous dynasty.
That's why Xiu Gongshen has always taken care of Cheng Qianfan, the son of an old friend:
Fellow from the same village, the two families are family friends, the son of an old friend, and a student, so naturally they get closer.
"Being a police officer is your choice, and you choose your own path." Xiu Gongshen said slowly, "Teacher has some words for you."
"is teacher."
"Be more serious about things, be more responsible; be more demanding of yourself, and be more vigilant. You can't be proud, you can't be satisfied, you can't be happy, and be vigilant." Xiu Gongshen patted Cheng Qianfan on the shoulder, "If you can do this, you will definitely do something. Brother Wen Zao knows it, and you should be gratified."
"Nephew, remember." Cheng Qianfan choked with sobs, bowed solemnly.
Cheng Qianfan left the study, said goodbye to his wife in the living room downstairs, took a bottle of whiskey from Mama Wu, and left.
Xiu Gongshen was alone in the study, watching from the window the young figure walking farther and farther under the street lamp, lit a cigarette, and his eyes flickered.
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"Xuelin, do you think I'm hypocritical? I agreed with him to be a police officer..."
He Xuelin came up to help Xiu Gongshen massage his head, and sighed slightly, "Qianfan chose the road himself."
Yes, the child chose the path himself.
I am just pushing the boat along the way.
Xiu Gongshen comforted himself and said.
"Boys are not willing to be mediocre. It's normal to have aspirations and aspirations." He Xuelin gently pulled out one of her husband's white hairs, "Qian Fan is a smart child."
"Yes, smart kid." Xiu Gongshen nodded thoughtfully.
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Cheng Qianfan called a rickshaw at the intersection.
Lit a cigarette, he was thinking.
His biggest heel in the patrol room is here with Xiu Gongshen. Only when Xiu Gongshen nods can he climb up the fastest.
Shen Xiu and his father Cheng Wenzao are classmates and family friends. In the past two years, Xiu has been taking care of him as a nephew.
However, no matter how close the relationship is, it needs to be maintained by common interests. Now Cheng Qianfan seeks to make progress, so that he can help Xiu Gongshen, and only then can the relationship between the two parties be better maintained.
What he said about helping Xiu Gongshen is definitely not empty talk. Xiu Gongshen has influence at the top of the French Concession, but has little influence at the grassroots level. It can be said to be a castle in the sky.
I believe that Xiu Gongshen also realized this, so he began to focus on using the teacher-student relationship to cultivate grassroots influence.
The better he does in the patrol room, the higher he climbs, which is also of great benefit to Xiu Gongshen's control of the grassroots forces in the patrol room.
Of course, the bigger and more stable Xiu Gongshen's power is, he will naturally benefit a lot.
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