Binjiang Police Affairs-Chapter 1210 - 68: You Still Owe Me 5 Yuan!

Today felt like a battle, busy and overwhelmed; it's normal to forget things.

Han Yu wasn't sure how to explain it, so Secretary Lu laughed and said, "I just forgot to ask for instructions; we can ask Director Feng to help later. If the Commander really doesn't have time, this ceremony doesn't need to happen; today can count as the official establishment."

Vice Mayor Qin paused, then agreed, saying, "True, we already took a group photo; that's all that matters!"

The Navy Chief was satisfied, and Secretary Lu was pleased.

Walking towards the car, he laughed, "Salted Fish, the major cadre selection and appointments for the brigade were well done, especially those two teachers from the Shipping Academy. One is the Second Officer of the Xue Long research ship, and the other served as the 'escort captain' for a Navy vessel visiting fleet; compared to most Navy ship and boat captains, they've traveled more and have richer sailing experience."

Regarding this matter, Vice Mayor Qin smiled wryly, saying, "Secretary Lu, you may not believe it, but if it weren't for Salted Fish inviting the two teachers, I wouldn't have known we had such talents in Binjiang!"

The Binjiang Shipping Academy is a provincial institution and doesn't fall under Binjiang's jurisdiction.

Teacher Xia Jianbo and Teacher Wang Hongbing, Secretary Lu, like before, didn't recognize them or know their capabilities, holding the car door he said, "They need promotion and strong promotion; they are the pride of Binjiang."

If it weren't for organizing the Rescue Boat Team, who would know about Teacher Xia and Teacher Wang?

It boils down to the school's name having the words "Vocational Technology", making it seem like a technical school without status; city leaders haven't visited in years.

Thinking of this, Han Yu muttered, "Teacher Xia and Teacher Wang are amazing, but what's the use of being amazing when their students don't even qualify for the civil service exam."

There are clear regulations on which colleges' graduates can take civil service exams.

Secretary Lu understood Han Yu's feelings, but it wasn't within his power to decide, so he just patted Han Yu's arm, "Salted Fish, once you felt pride for your alma mater, in the future your alma mater will be proud of you. Work hard; I'm confident that if you achieve great things and bring glory to your alma mater, your graduates' employment channels will surely be considered."

"Actually, our school's employment rate has always been high; as long as you're willing to endure hardship and solitude, you can find a job, and the salary is far superior to that of a cadre. I'm just a bit... a bit..."

"A bit unconvinced?

"Previously, jobs were assigned, and upon graduation, you had cadre status. Now, not only are jobs not assigned, but you don't even qualify for civil service exams; really makes you wonder what the superiors are thinking. In terms of student management, ideological and political education, and academic atmosphere, our school is better than most institutions."

"The country now advocates vocational and technical education; you're a Regular Group Level Big Commander now, you need to have a broader perspective."

"I know."

"As long as you know, we'll take off first. Wishing you a Happy New Year in advance and New Year's blessings."

"Thank you, Secretary Lu, and Happy New Year to you too."

Watched the city leaders leave, returned to the camp and announced dismissal.

Xu Mingyuan changed into casual clothes, carrying a travel bag with his military uniform inside, and whispered, "Salted Fish, why did the Commander suddenly ask about the villa?"

Han Yu replied without hesitation, "The central government strictly prohibits the military from doing business; our camp is in a scenic area, the Commander is probably worried about using the barracks for business at the rest home."

"Scared me; I thought they weren't allowing Uncle Ge and Master's wife to live there."

"Uncle Ge is an expert; what's the problem with an expert living there? It simply cannot be used for hotels or restaurants."

"That eases my mind. I barely slept last night, I better get back and catch up on some sleep."

"I'm a bit tired too, let's head back together."

Just then, Xu Haoran drove up, and the three brothers drove back to the city.

Unexpectedly, just as they reached the Meteorological Bureau residential area gate, Captain Wei called.

"Salted Fish, I've been busy till now; I haven't had a chance to thank you for last night's matters."

"Uncle Wei, thanking me? Isn't that a slap in our faces?"

"You three brothers helped us greatly; of course, I want to thank you. How have you planned for the New Year? Which day do you have time, it's been ages since we've met; let's get together during the New Year."

"Uncle Wei, we're now all working in the city, there's plenty of chance to meet, how about after the New Year?"

"That's fine; everyone's busy during New Year."

Han Yu asked curiously, "Uncle Wei, I heard from Director Zhou in the morning that there was still an escapee; was he caught?"

Captain Wei sighed and said helplessly, "He wasn't caught; don't know where he got away to. Luckily, the main culprits are all apprehended, the one who escaped was an accomplice."

"Not pursuing anymore?"

"Last night so much police force was deployed, comrades are exhausted and sleepy; the search is on hiatus. As for the little rascal who escaped, he fled but he won't escape forever. We have his basic info, and have arranged a capture group to head to his hometown. Even if he doesn't return home, we can issue a wanted notice; he'll be caught eventually!"

While others are busy preparing for the New Year, the fugitive-tracking police head to Jianfu.

Han Yu suddenly felt content, at least he could have a peaceful New Year.

...

Meanwhile, Binjiang Police Station officer Old Yang was interrogating a young man in his twenties handed over by Jiang Shen ferry's onboard police team.

"How did you get on the boat in Hanwu?"

"I have a classmate working at the pier."

"What's your classmate's name?"

"Zhang Xiaojun."

"He got you on the boat?"

"He didn't; I snuck onto the boat."

Old Yang had seen many stowaways on passenger ferries, but never someone like this young man in glasses, wearing a suit, looking so refined. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

Old Yang lit a cigarette and asked, "Since you have a classmate at Hanwu Passenger Pier, why not borrow money from him to buy a ticket?"

"I... I was too embarrassed to ask."

"Without a penny, how did you endure these three days and nights; what did you eat or drink on the boat?"

"I didn't eat."

"Three days without food!"

The young man lowered his head, murmuring, "Yes."

Old Yang was taken aback for a moment and asked, "What are you doing in Binjiang?"

"Looking for classmates."

"What for?"

"To find a job."

"Which school did you graduate from?"

"Binjiang Shipping School."

How could a graduate from Binjiang Shipping College end up like this!

Old Yang couldn't believe his ears and asked skeptically, "Which year were you, and what was your major?"

The young man softly replied, "Class of '85, majoring in marine engineering."

Salted Fish was also in the class of '85, and he was a classmate of Salted Fish. Could there be a mistake!

Old Yang stared at him and asked, "Which classmate are you looking for in Binjiang, what's their name?"

"Tang Wentai."

"Do you know where Tang Wentai is? Do you have his contact information?"

"He's... he seems to be working in the Linghai Development Zone, but I don't have his contact info."

Tang Wentai used to work as a ship agent running around ports, then he was transferred to the Linghai Development Zone Management Committee. Old Yang knew Tang Wentai and couldn't help but laugh, asking, "Do you have any other classmates in Binjiang?"

The young man hesitated for a moment and mumbled, "There's one more."

"What's his name?"

"His name is Han Yu. I think he's assigned to Binjiang, but I don't know which unit exactly."

He really knows Salted Fish, really is Salted Fish's classmate...

Old Yang chuckled, instructing a colleague to keep an eye on him as he stepped into the next office to call Han Yu.

Han Yu had just lain down, got up to return the call using his home phone, yawning as he asked, "Uncle Yang, what's his name?"

"He says his name is Xu Chenhui, but he didn't bring his ID card, doesn't have a penny on him, and claims he's been hungry for three days and nights."

"Xu Chenhui!"

Han Yu suddenly wasn't sleepy anymore, gripping the phone with a shocked expression.

Old Yang, still not understanding, continued, "I checked his bag. It only has a few changes of clothes and a pile of Qigong books. Nearly forgot to mention, he says he's looking for Tang Wentai. Salted Fish, do you know him, was he your classmate?"

"I know him, he was my classmate, but he dropped out before graduating."

"He didn't graduate!"

"While he was in school, he believed in UFOs, believed in aliens and something about alien flying saucers, even joined some UFO association, and skipped classes to attend UFO seminars in East Sea."

"Is there something wrong with his head?"

"There's nothing wrong with his head or his mental state, just... just a bit unreliable."

"It seems he's switched to practicing Qigong, some Falun Gong."

"After all these years, he's still so unreliable!"

"With so many trees, all kinds of birds exist. The pressing matter now is what to do next? I can let him go, but he doesn't have a penny on him. Should we let him walk to Linghai to find Tang Wentai?"

Anyway, they were classmates for two years.

It's the festive season, and an old classmate has come to Binjiang. At the very least, we should treat him to a meal, can't let him starve any longer.

Han Yu mustered up his spirits, forcing a smile as he said, "Uncle Yang, I'll go pick him up right away."

"That would be best, hurry up, I'm waiting to change shifts."

"Don't worry, Uncle Yang, I'll be there soon."

That guy came to find Tang Wentai, thought Han Yu as he first called Tang Wentai, then called his senior sister before driving his light motorcycle to the passenger pier.

Han Yu parked his bike, walked into the police room at the passenger pier, and immediately recognized the former "star of the school," smiling, "Chenhui, let's go, I'll take you to find Wentai."

"Excuse me, you are..."

"I'm Han Yu, you don't recognize me?"

"Salted Fish!"

"Yeah, we used to share a dorm room, don't you remember?"

Han Yu was very short and skinny during school, a small stature. Over the years, he had changed a lot; Xu Chenhui didn't recognize him and asked uncertainly, "Are you really Salted Fish?"

"Once you subscribed to a magazine and borrowed five bucks from me. You didn't return it even before dropping out."

They say don't hit someone in the face, but to prove his identity, Han Yu could only suppress his laughter and said, "And there was a time you went to East Sea, blew all your living expenses, came back by sneaking onto a boat without a ticket. After coming back, you had no meal tickets for food and borrowed two yuan and seventy cents worth of meal tickets from me, never paid back to this day."

He remembered events from over a decade ago so clearly.

Old Yang couldn't help but laugh, thinking Salted Fish's reputation for being stingy was well deserved. If anyone borrowed money from him and didn't return it, he'd remember it for a lifetime.

Xu Chenhui realized the person in front of him was indeed Salted Fish, embarrassed to the point of wanting to find a hole to crawl into.

"Let's go. I called Old Tang, he's coincidentally in the city. Let's eat first, and we can talk about everything else after."

"Can I leave?"

"Yes, hurry up."

"Okay."