In mainland China, if the victim makes a scene, the squeaky wheel gets the grease, and the case can be expedited.
But the price to pay is that those involved in the case will have to work 24/7 instead of getting any rest.
However, Hong Kong police officers generally do not work overtime, especially in cases like Cheung Tze-keung's. They have an unspoken understanding that the bigger the case, the more they must follow the rules in order to fight for their own rights. For them, personal interests are more important than collective honor.
Chen Ke sighed, "If they're willing to be seconded, I can work overtime."
Chen Rou chuckled and said, "They're even afraid you'll get a banner of honor, so why would they allow you to be seconded?"
Upon hearing the story, Yue Zhongqi immediately asked, "Mrs. Nie, what exactly happened?"
Chen Rou wasn't full, so she ordered another serving of double-skin milk pudding. Then she briefly explained how she wanted to give Chen Ke a banner so he could show off in front of the reporters, but Inspector Gu stopped her at the crucial moment.
Then she said, "Maybe another time, I'll give one to each of you."
Chen Ke naturally refused: "No, don't do those fancy things, I don't want them."
Yue Zhongqi was too embarrassed to ask for it, but he was very angry. When the richest man in the country gives a banner, it should be publicized by a large number of reporters. How could his boss not want it?
With this attitude, how can he expect to get a promotion or make progress? No, he'll never make any progress in his entire life.
Not to mention they were having a great time eating and chatting.
As soon as Nie Zhao returned, Song Yuanchao, who was holding the child, had to hand over the child.
Boss Nie is dissatisfied with whoever takes care of the child. Song Yuanchao, for example, actually slept with the child, which is unacceptable. However, he kept Song Yuanchao around not to take care of the child, but to guard against possible kidnapping and violence. So he didn't say anything more. He was also tired. After settling his son in, he needed to take a shower and get some rest.
But no, Song Yuanchao was seeing him off, and he was receiving him. Then, without warning, A Yuan opened his eyes.
He opened his eyes from his dream and instantly switched to an alert state, arching his back and sitting up abruptly. That's when he woke up.
This is actually the time when A-Yuan usually wakes up at night. He probably misses his father and wakes up when he hears his father's voice.
Nie Zhao clapped his hands, in a cheerful mood: "Come on, Yuan, let Daddy give you a hug. Uncle should go and rest now."
A-Yuan looked at his father, then at the dark-faced uncle holding him, seemingly deep in thought.
Dad clapped his hands again: "Come here, let Daddy give you a hug."
He was also putting on an act, intentionally trying to show Song Yuanchao how much his son loved and clung to him.
But today he messed up, and he was caught off guard. After a while, A Yuan turned his head to Song Yuanchao's shoulder, leaned on him, tilted his head to the side, and then went back to sleep.
So, he stopped recognizing his father after only being cared for by another man for half a day?
Nie Zhao was on the verge of collapse at this moment.
The betrayal from his son caught him off guard, and he vaguely felt a kind of Nie Rong-style collapse.
Song Yuanchao was surprised and desperate, and he had to save himself as soon as possible: "Boss, A Yuan must have mistaken you for someone else."
This can't be real; the child must have mistaken his father for someone else.
Otherwise, Song Yuanchao's professional career would probably be over.
Sure enough, he forcibly handed the child to the boss, and Nie Zhao called out again, "A Yuan?"
It was a false alarm; he had indeed mistaken his father for someone else. A-Yuan opened his eyes and looked for a moment, then suddenly his lips curled into a smile, his eyes crinkled, and tears welled up in his eyes. He clenched his little hands and pressed them against his father's head, sobbing uncontrollably, "Baba!"
That voice, that pitiful little expression, broke Nie Zhao's heart.
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