The Magnate’s Six-year-Old Niece

Chapter 401: There are three things a new official should do when he takes office

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That's what Yuan Cheng asked the coast guard just now.

How could a good argument lead to the point of drawing a gun

No, okay, why are you arguing with the workers of Si's family

After mourning in his heart for the wonderful vacation that was about to be ruined, Yuan Cheng told Si Xinghe the general situation.

"The name of the maritime guard who died was Sheng Zhi. He was retiring in a week. The former president just called personally to inquire about the matter. He specifically emphasized that official business should be done in a manner worthy of the rights given to the Detective Bureau by the people and the alliance."

Yuan Cheng rubbed his brows helplessly, "The Health Bureau has just been transferred, and the new director is an inexperienced person. He is personally taking notes for everyone present."

Si Xinghe glanced at him, "The Health Bureau didn't write you a letter of recommendation?"

Middle-level leaders have the right to recommend others to take over when they transfer or retire. Yuan Cheng has worked with Wei Zhen for so many years and has made countless contributions, so Si Xinghe asked this question.

"I wrote it, but the new guy came from the inner city, and there's nothing the President's Office can do about it."

Yuan Cheng felt aggrieved. After working for so many years, he was still a captain. He finally got a chance to be promoted, but he was just about to get promoted, but he was cut off.

In anger, he took a long vacation, planning to relax, go on a trip, and maybe encounter some good opportunities.

But he didn't expect that something like this would happen again, causing his long vacation to be cancelled.

"Captain Yuan!"

There was a call from the front. It was very rough and a bit stern. You could tell that the owner of the voice was not someone easy to get along with.

Yuan Cheng responded and trotted over quickly.

Si Xinghe raised his eyebrows. This was the first time he saw Yuan Cheng being treated like a younger brother.

In the past, although Yuan Cheng was only a captain in the Detective Bureau, he had considerable power. Wei Zhen was a man who employed people without trust, but now...

"Has the person in charge of the Si family arrived?" the man in uniform asked in a deep voice.

This is the new director of the Detective Bureau, Yan Zhuo.

Yuan Cheng nodded, and just as he was about to speak, Si Xinghe had already walked over.

"Hello, I'm Si Xinghe."

Si Xinghe stretched out his right hand.

It was rare for him to take the initiative to show kindness, and even Yuan Cheng was a little surprised by his attitude. Unfortunately, he was ignored.

"I am Yan Zhuo, the newly appointed director of the Detective Bureau. Now contraband is found in your company's goods, which triggers a shooting incident, causing one person to be seriously injured and two people to die. According to the regulations, you must return to the bureau with us. Undertake detailed investigation."

"Director Yan!"

Yuan Cheng was stunned, and spoke quickly, glanced at Si Xinghe, and then whispered beside Yan Zhuo: "This is the third young master of the Si family."

Yan Zhuo frowned and scolded in a deep voice, "No one can tolerate a murder. Captain Yuan, is this your attitude towards this case as the captain of the detective team?"

His voice was not deliberately concealed or lowered, fearing that the entire dock could hear it.

Si Xinghe calmly took his right hand back, put it in his pocket, and looked at Yan Zhuo with a half-smile.

"It seems that the first of the three fires that the new officer of Yan Bureau will take office is going to be burned on Si's head? Haha..."

After chuckling, Si Xinghe looked at the temporary tent over there. Under the dim light, he could see figures moving inside. It should be the coast guard doctor Yuan Cheng mentioned before, who was treating the injured.

"Let's go see the injured first."

Si Xinghe walked over.

The injured was also a worker of Si's, probably in his 50s. At this time, his work clothes were stained with blood, his face was pale, and he was in a coma.

Si Xinghe's expression darkened, "Why don't you send him to a doctor?"

(End of chapter)