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Binjiang Police Affairs-Chapter 425 - 301: A Gathering of Distinguished Guests
Chapter 425: Chapter 301: A Gathering of Distinguished Guests
Leaders and relatives invited were too many, the Han family people really couldn’t handle them all.
Han Yu and Han Xiangning learned thoroughly from Xiao Yu’s experience of hosting guests, and entrusted Li Weiguo, who wasn’t busy after retirement, with full authority over matters related to Linghai Police Bureau and Bailong Port. On the Port Supervision Bureau side, they entrusted Jin Weiguo, who was about to retire soon.
This was equivalent to delegating half of the parental duties, and it wasn’t an exaggeration to describe it as such, given that Han Yu and Han Xiangning were both raised under Jin Weiguo’s watch.
Old Jin was happy and responsible, arriving at the office early, and started making calls to several deputy directors and chiefs from two in the afternoon.
He asked when they planned to go to Wushan Hotel, how they planned to get there, and whether they should arrange a car to pick them up. Old Ge from the Port Supervision Bureau Third Team was responsible for driving and shuttling, and both were busy and happy.
"Director Jin, who else is left?"
"Just Huang Yuanchang, I just called him but no response."
Old Ge, having returned from military service to local employment for over twenty years, had seen all kinds of leaders, but never one as irresponsible as Huang Yuanchang.
Previously, if he wasn’t busy attending meetings, he was spending the team’s money to attend training in the Capital.
After returning from the Capital, he even changed his approach, proposing to divide responsibilities, letting Xiang Ning handle the waterways, and he himself would handle the coastline.
The Yangtze River coastline was indeed under the supervision authority of the Port Supervision Bureau, and the coastline’s piers and ferry ports were indeed managed by them; and given the considerable length of coastline the Port Supervision Bureau Third Team had to oversee, nobody knew where he was every day, as he was hardly ever seen.
He wasn’t even afraid of being questioned by bureau leadership, as supervision included both overt inspection and secret visits.
Being promoted to chief at the age of thirty, it was incomprehensible why he was still dissatisfied.
Old Ge really looked down on someone as highhanded and low-skilled as Huang Yuanchang, pulling out a Red Double Happiness cigarette that Han Yu had given him earlier when sending people to the hotel, disdainfully said: "No need to contact him anymore, I just saw him when I went to the residential area to pick up Director Ni."
"Did you ask him when he’s going to the hotel?"
"He said he suddenly had something come up and couldn’t make it."
Jin Weiguo was anxious, his brow furrowed, "What sudden matters could he have? If he doesn’t want to go, just say so earlier. Do you know how hard it is for people to organize a wedding? They plan the number of tables based on how many people are attending!"
Old Ge looked back, smiling, "Director Jin, when Ningning invited him, he probably saw that we were all going and felt embarrassed to say no."
"What does he mean by that?"
"When I saw him earlier, he was telling someone that Salted Fish and Ningning can’t manage things properly, mentioning that they had no prior relationship or dealings. Saying that inviting guests now is just to make him spend money."
"Is he reluctant to give money for the gift?"
"Yep."
Jin Weiguo was completely convinced, furiously said: "If we didn’t invite him, he would definitely say that Ningning doesn’t respect him as a leader, nor does he care about him. If we invited him, he worries about having to give money for the gift. Really high maintenance, who does he think he is?"
Thinking about the scene he had just seen at the hotel, Old Ge grinned, "Director Jin, don’t be angry, he’s bad-mouthing Salted Fish and Ningning behind their backs now, but by tomorrow, it’ll be his turn to be the laughingstock."
"What do you mean?"
"You’ll find out soon, let’s hurry over."
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Not wanting to contribute money for the gift, someone else holding a similar thought was Deng Qikang from the Binjiang Fire Brigade.
Deng Qikang didn’t know Salted Fish before the Spring Festival, but only met afterward.
After attending several meetings together, Salted Fish came over to deliver invitations.
With no close relations, who would want to eat such pricey meals?
After all, the military salary isn’t high, and living conditions were already stretched thin, plus people’s social exchange rates in Binjiang had soared just like housing prices, without a hundred bucks one couldn’t show their face.
However, old comrade Fang Guoya, who worked under their stewardship, was particularly eager about this, calling early in the morning to remind not to forget the wedding dinner tonight.
Deng Qikang had no choice, seeing that the Branch Captain and Political Commissioner had also received invitations, he had to bite the bullet and join the fire department leadership’s car.
"Director Song, Political Commissioner, we can’t just eat for free, how much do you plan to give?"
"Let’s talk about it later, we’ll give the same amount as others."
"What if others give two hundred?"
"Two hundred is impossible, my monthly salary is just so much."
Director Song also didn’t want to attend this dinner, or more precisely, didn’t want to spend that unwelcome money, but his old subordinate Fang Guoya called saying that leaders from Port Authority, Port Supervision Bureau, and Changhang Bureau were attending. As a superior guiding unit, it wouldn’t be appropriate if he and Political Commissioner You didn’t attend.
Having to face his old subordinate, and not losing the standing of the fire department, he had to attend today, this meal had to be eaten.
Feeling depressed, the car had already driven into the hotel. frёeωebɳovel.com
Fire Department affairs were wholly managed by Fang Guoya, who had been waiting for a while and ran over to pull open the car door once he saw them.
"Director Song, Political Commissioner, Old Deng, you have finally arrived."
"Were you anxious?"
"No, there are many leaders and guests today, I’ve been busy non-stop."
With feelings of discontent, Deng Qikang couldn’t help but tease: "Old Fang, it’s their wedding, what are you so busy with, you weren’t even this active at your own wedding to Xu Jie."
Fang Guoya found the teasing very awkward, not knowing how to explain, and just as the Political Commissioner You, not wanting to embarrass his old subordinate, jokingly asked: "Where are the groom and bride?"
Fang Guoya hurriedly replied: "They are in the lobby, Director Song, Political Commissioner, this way please."
Based on previous experiences of attending weddings, at such hotel-hosted weddings, there’s usually a table set up in the lobby with an "accountant" especially responsible for collecting money and keeping accounts.
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