It was too late for Song Yuanchao to retreat, because Chen Ke turned around upon hearing the sound.
As the team leader, Chen Ke naturally had to give Song Yuanchao a stern reprimand.
He said, "Comrade Yuanchao, I've noticed that you've picked up a lot of bad habits since you came to Hong Kong."
He added, “Yes, Hong Kong learned from the West to talk about human rights and freedom, and we will move in that direction in the future. But now is a crucial period before the handover. You are earning two thousand dollars a month, the same high salary as experts and professors. During holidays, the local armed forces department, county leaders, and even city leaders will visit your home to offer their condolences. Your family is exempt from grain tax, and you have a plaque on your door that reads ‘Honorable Military Family.’ During the busy farming season, comrades from the armed forces department will come to your home to help with the harvesting and sowing of rice. If you want human rights, freedom, and privacy from the organization, do you still want these benefits and the assistance from the government?”
It depends on how you compare them.
Song Yuanchao receives a monthly salary of 2,000 yuan from the special police team, which is directly sent back to his parents in his hometown.
He is a rare breed in his hometown and is the pride of the county.
After all, even if someone changes careers and goes into business, they can only earn a thousand yuan a month at most.
He earns the highest monthly salary in the country.
If, under such circumstances, one still conceals information from the organization and insists on maintaining so-called privacy, then one is trying to have it all.
It's insatiable greed!
...
The ambassadorial rooms in these hotels are designed to accommodate the presidents of other countries.
Bodyguards, secretaries, and staff all have single rooms, which include both office areas and small meeting areas, just like the VIP suites in a regular hotel. However, there is only one bed, and Chen Ke is folding the blankets, which means he slept here last night.
In other words, he knew that Song Yuanchao had not returned home all night, and that he needed to report to Chen Ke what he had done.
Although Yue Zhongqi and the others said that Song Yuanchao had already slept with Song Yuanchao, Chen Ke still believed him.
So what happened? He didn't leave the young lady's room until dawn. Can he still say that nothing happened?
Song Yuanchao stood at attention and bowed: "Captain, I was wrong."
Chen Ke neatly placed the tofu blocks on the bedside table and said first, "You really are hopeless!"
After a moment of silence, he said, "You've made a very serious mistake. I regret to inform you that once the mission is over, you'll only have one path to take: transfer to civilian work and go home. You can go wherever you want after that. I'm not going to care about you anymore."
In fact, although Chen Ke had been working hard to help Song Yuanchao improve his value and pursue an official career after his return.
But Song Yuanchao had followed Nie Zhao before, and he didn't want to become an official.
He'll quit once the mission is over and stay in Hong Kong to do business. The captain won't interfere, which is perfect.
But he really didn't make any mistakes, nor did he hide the truth. He was misunderstood, and he felt very wronged.
However, the current situation is that no matter how aggrieved he feels, he has to hold it in and let his boss calm down first. He followed Chen Ke into the bathroom step by step. There was only one toothbrush and a tooth cup. Of course, Chen Ke should brush first, but he insisted on squeezing toothpaste for Chen Ke.
He even asked, "Captain, would you like to take a shower?"
Chen Ke ignored him, brushing his teeth quickly. After a while, he wiped off the toothpaste foam, turned around and glared at Song Yuanchao, saying irritably, "Remember to get a family member's opinion form. Go back and ask Miss Nie. Whether she's willing to sign it is one thing, but you have to ask her about things like political vetting and family allowances. She may not want them, but you can't leave them out."
The interesting thing about Nie Hanzhen marrying Song Yuanchao is that she will become a police officer's wife.
Although the amount may not seem high, she receives a monthly allowance from the military.
Actually, Nie Han never intended to get married, but Song Yuanchao couldn't disobey his boss, so he didn't dare to skip the formalities.
However, he found it a bit strange: "She's a foreigner. According to regulations, the background check should have rejected her application. Should we just forget about it?"
But Chen Ke said, "Political vetting is done by people, not machines. Don't they consider the actual situation?"
He added, "Tonight, I'll find some time to give you the documents. I won't allow you to do anything reckless. Sign them yourself. I recognize your handwriting. Look at your face... why don't you hurry up and wash your face and get ready, go run around in the street? What kind of behavior is this?"
Song Yuanchao himself was a bit cold, and after taking care of others all night, he looked rather haggard.
But in Chen Ke's eyes, he was simply awful; it was obvious he hadn't done anything good last night.
Even the most powerful local bully becomes a tiny worm on someone else's turf.
Moreover, this is the capital of China. Looking at the whole world, what kind of big shots haven't made their appearance here?
Here, if you're a dragon, you have to coil up; if you're a tiger, you have to lie down.
Master Er and Weng Hua were now like two worms, wriggling little fat worms. The next morning, Chen Ke took them to go through the procedures to deal with Zhang Ziqiang's matter, and then they just waited to see the leader.
Because Yue Zhongqi said that sending the leaders a few copies of the "Young and Dangerous" video would be of good quality, Erye had originally called Brother Liang, wanting him to go to the film company to pick up the master tapes and deliver them personally, which would be delivered this afternoon.
However, Liang Lisheng, who was in charge of taking care of A Yuan, had been in the capital all this time, and when he heard this, he said, "No way."
He snapped his fingers again and said, "Just go to the market and buy the best quality original prints, they're no different from the real thing. We don't need any fancy packaging, just give them away like that. But Ah Han, you keep an eye on people and make a rough financial report. If the boss doesn't ask, fine, but if he does... then we can open up the imported audio-visual market, right?"
Everyone has a different standpoint and a different perspective on things.
Pirated cultural and artistic products can generate a lot of money, which is currently being made by smugglers, and of course, there are no taxes levied.
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