Binjiang Police Affairs-Chapter 346 - 244 No Loan!_3

"You’re assisting the Port Supervision with law enforcement; isn’t the oil money supposed to be provided by the Port Supervision?"

"The crucial point is that we don’t just assist the Port Supervision with law enforcement; we can’t just focus on secondary tasks and forget our primary duty. Normally we have to conduct security patrols on the river, and if there’s a fire on a vessel, we must carry out firefighting and rescue operations."

Han Yu paused before adding, "If there is a typhoon or torrential rain, we may even have to participate in anti-typhoon and flood prevention efforts. This summer we burned through over 17,000 yuan worth of oil in anti-typhoon and flood prevention, which the City Flood Control Command promised to reimburse. But perhaps their funds are quite tight; Director Zhang has called them several times, and each time they just say to wait a bit longer."

Shi Shengyong was aware of some of these issues. He genuinely felt that Xu Sanye had set a bad precedent by taking on too much work that shouldn’t fall on the Police Bureau.

But having done so for many years, it’s now impossible not to continue.

For example, if someone drowns in the river, and you clearly have a law enforcement rescue boat, you can’t just not rescue them.

Or if a vessel on the river catches fire and you have high-pressure water cannons on your rescue boat, it’s impossible not to respond and extinguish the fire.

A unit that only invests without receiving returns is not a good unit, and it’s not just that the station’s funds are tight; they are completely nonexistent, even owing more than 70,000 yuan in external debt.

If we don’t find a way to secure some money soon, we’ll have no way to pay the auxiliary police’s salaries.

Shi Shengyong did not want to return just like that, he looked at Han Yu with a smile and asked, "Xiao Han, even if we save oil, there’s no need to save that much. Can you lend 20,000 yuan worth of oil tickets to the station to help us through the tough times?"

For other matters, negotiation is possible, but when it comes to money, it’s a non-starter. If I genuinely "lent" you the money, what would I use for ship repairs later on...

Han Yu replied without hesitation: "No."

"Xiao Han, do you not trust me, afraid that I won’t pay it back?"

"Director Shi, I’m sorry, but I really can’t lend you the oil tickets, and these tickets aren’t actually from our bureau."

"What do you mean?"

"I reported earlier that these oil tickets were brought back from the Water Police Station. Although they are not cash, they are almost equivalent to money and must be used for their specific designated purpose."

"I know you need to repair ships, but aren’t these ships still operational for another three or four years? Some matters are more urgent than others; a crackdown is imminent, and the station is in its direst need of funds. Besides, we’re only borrowing to get by for a while, and once we have money, we’ll repay you."

"Director Shi, Instructor Li, I am sorry, it’s impossible for me to lend out the oil tickets. The station is short on funds, so you should consider other options."

"Will 10,000 do the job?"

"Not even a dime!"

"Xiao Han, aren’t you a police officer of the Linghai Police Bureau?"

"This has nothing to do with whether I am a police officer at the Linghai Police Bureau. Even if Director Yang and Commissioner Ding came to ask, I would say the same thing to them."

Han Yu didn’t want to haggle with his two superiors. He took a deep breath, and spoke again very seriously and earnestly, "Not only can we not lend them, but if our squadron makes any recoveries or confiscations, whatever the finance department returns to the bureau, the bureau has to pass on every single cent to our squadron without any deductions."

Shi Shengyong thought he had misheard and stared at him as he asked, "Is that so? How come I don’t know about this?"

"I need to save up for ship repairs; the bureau is strapped for funds and cannot allocate the money, so they provided a favorable policy. Director Shi, Instructor Li, if you don’t believe it, you can call Director Yang and Commissioner Ding to confirm."

"So storing oil is essentially like saving money, preparing to use it for ship repairs?"

"Yes."

"Oil tickets worth tens of thousands, readily convertible into cash, stored by an individual - how is that any different from setting up a private slush fund? This does not comply with financial management regulations!"

"The oil tickets are not on me; they were handed over to Chief Ding for safekeeping last night, and we set up a separate account for it."

Han Yu stared back at his superiors, neither humble nor arrogant, continuing, "And the money to buy the oil is not just from fines and forfeitures returned; it includes my personal fees for guiding for the Port Supervision Bureau, lecturing at the Changhang Bureau, the Port Monitoring Bureau, the Port Authority, and the Agriculture Bureau Fishery Station."

Shi Shengyong was astonished and asked, "Lecturing on what?"

"Water Firefighting."

"And what about leading water?"

"Leading water means pilotage, I’m a Third-level Pilot, every month I must board the Port Supervision Bureau’s tugboat to guide ships into the sea at least three times."

"You are public security police, not Port Supervision."

"Report to Director Shi, my participation in pilotage is required by the leaders of the City Bureau. We have very few pilots in Binjiang, and whether there is a pilot boarding the ship to guide it or not is not only related to the economic construction of the whole city but also involves the sovereignty of the nation."

They really don’t seem to know about these situations.

Han Yu thought for a moment and added, "I used to go to the Radio and TV University to teach seafarers, which was required by Secretary Chen from the City Committee and Director Yang. Later, I was also requested to speak at the Changhang Bureau, the Port Authority, the Port Supervision Bureau, and the Agriculture Bureau Fishery Station with approval from Director Peng and Political Commissioner Wang."

It wasn’t oil tickets bought by the Linghai Police Bureau’s money, one of them was even personally funded. Not even the director or the political commissioner could commandeer them forcefully when they came.

Shi Shengyong finally understood, the former Yanjiang Police Station and now the Water Police Squadron was a different kind of unit than any other ground-level offices or teams.

When Xu Sanye was around, he had equal conversations with the leaders of the Port Supervision Bureau, Binjiang Port Police Station, and Customs.

Now that Xu Sanye was gone, his young apprentice has inherited the mantle and even surpassed his master, not only cooperating with several major units but also giving lectures outside, and even once being seconded by the Provincial Department’s security detail for security tasks.

Not to mention that he, as the director, couldn’t manage him, even Director Yang and Commissioner Ding couldn’t do anything about him.

Since I can’t manage you, then I’ll just leave you alone.

You like to stay on the ship, right? I’ll let you stay by the river forever just like your master did. We’re already into the second half of the year, and at the end of the year, it’s time for awards and recognition assessments, you won’t have a part in any of them!

Shi Shengyong resolved to let this fish sink or swim on his own, no longer mentioning the oil ticket issue and just had a lukewarm discussion about the water security checkpoint and taking over the station police room before taking his keys and driving the jeep back to the base.

Old Liu and Jiang Xiaojun returned and asked Old Zhang and Old Ding about the recent situation in the command center, the four old colleagues couldn’t help but laugh.

"I’ve offended the Chief Director Instructor, and you guys still can laugh?"

"That’s not offending, that’s standing by principles. If we’re talking about offending, you’ve done that a long time ago, otherwise, they wouldn’t have exiled you to Four Factory."

Old Liu laughed out loud, taking out a car key from his pocket: "Let them have the old jeep if they want it, the old has to go for the new to come. From now on, drive the Changhe."

Han Yu grinned and said, "How can I accept this?"

The young man really has Xu Sanye’s spirit, actually turning back two top heads.

As one of Xu Sanye’s few good friends, Jiang Xiaojun was very pleased, patting him on the arm, "We can’t drive anyway, and even if we could, we don’t have the money for gas. Instead of letting it sit idle, it’s better to lend it to you to drive."

Old Zhang then laughed and said, "It looks like Shi Shengyong doesn’t want to deal with you anymore, that’s good anyway, you don’t care about the things others care about anyway."

Old Ding took a cigarette from Old Liu and said with emotion, "It seems it’s not just Shi Shengyong who doesn’t want to deal with you, but Director Yang and the wall grass don’t want to either, otherwise they would have come today instead of sending Sun Jiawen."

In the Linghai Police Bureau, to ignore you, to act as if you don’t exist, and let you fend for yourself can be said to be a punishment worse than giving you a hard time.

Han Yu didn’t expect it would turn out like this, he accepted the car keys with a bitter smile and said, "Director Peng doesn’t want to deal with me either, it seems I’m just as unpopular as my master."

"Who says no one cares about you, we are here for you."

Old Zhang, afraid the young man might take it hard, persuaded, "Staying by the river is good, it might be bustling ashore, but with more people comes more problems."

While they were talking, Xiao Yu came running: "Salted Fish, what about the plaque that was taken down?"

Before Han Yu could speak, Old Ding said meaningfully with a laugh: "Store it in the warehouse for now. If we need to change the plaque again in the future, we can sand it down and give it a coat of paint, then it can be used again with new letters."

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