The two brothers chatted about the file.

Li An did not hide it, and briefly mentioned the expansion of the newspaper file to his senior brother.

But about the matter of reporting, Li An said that Sanjiangshui listened, but did not ask much.

After Li An finished speaking, he just patted Li An's shoulder and said a word.

"If you need help, just tell me."

"Hmm."

Ang Lee nodded slightly.

Whether it is the careful teaching of the first line of heaven, or the care of Zhou Sheng and Sanjiangshui, he really has nothing to say.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have established himself on the dock from a poor boy in a wooden house area in a short time.

He remembered all these little bits of kindness in his heart.

After chatting for a long time, the voice of the fundraiser was heard in the distance.

"Brother Shui, I've finished unloading."

Hearing the shout, Sanjiangshui turned his head and nodded at the other party.

"Okay, you can go first, and if you have nothing to do, call it a day early. I just went back to the barber hall to practice more boxing and foot kung fu. ”

After talking to Li An, Sanjiangshui turned around and left.

Ang Lee stood still and paused for a moment.

From a distance, I saw that Sanjiangshui was busy with things on the dock, and glanced at the busy dock again.

didn't linger long, and went straight to the newspaper file.

............

"A'an, I brought the person you wanted."

Li An just came to the newspaper file, but happened to meet Wu Shihao leading five young people over.

"You know how to read, right?"

Li An looked at the five people in turn and asked.

There are not so many requirements for filing and recruiting guys.

It's not clever yet.

But the minimum condition is to know how to read.

It looks like that.

It's like those eye hospitals in my previous life, where the glasses worn by the doctors were higher than the other, but they opened their eyes to introduce patients to how good and safe it was to have vision correction surgery.

It's unprofessional to look at.

At the very least, you have to find a few doctors who don't wear glasses to introduce vision correction surgery to patients.

It's the same as selling hair growth lotion in bald scoops, it's funny.

The analogy is not very appropriate, but the truth is the same.

As a newspaper seller dude.

When customers ask what news or books are common, it is impossible to reply that they don't know how to read.

Seeing Li An's question, the five nodded one after another.

"Acquaintance."

"During the three-day probationary period, after the probationary period, each person will receive a monthly salary of sixty yuan. Of course, if the business is good, your salary can also be increased appropriately, is there any problem? ”

Ang Lee didn't talk about those miscellaneous things like doing things well, but directly said the treatment of the file.

After all, it's only about work and not about salary...... Inevitably, there is a suspicion of hooliganism.

"No problem."

The faces of the five people were visibly happy.

Nowadays, the best labor is only two dollars a day.

Sixty dollars a month is a very good treatment.

Not to mention, wages can go up later......

"Okay, you go back first, and come back to work tomorrow."

"I'll leave first."

Waiting for the five people to leave, Wu Shihao looked at Li An and said.

"Hmm."

Li An nodded.

After staying in the newspaper file for a while, seeing that there was nothing to do, he was also ready to finish work early after filling his stomach.

Come to the noodle stall not far from the newspaper.

"Sister-in-law, come to a bowl of noodles."

"Sit down for a while, and you'll be fine right away."

........................

On the other side, the Kowloon Branch Office.

Knock knock!

Hearing a knock on the door, Smith stretched and put down the papers in his hand.

Sit up straight and shout:

"Please come in."

The door was pushed open, and Zhou Sheng walked into the office with a suitcase.

“sir！”

"Sit! Officer Zhou! ”

Smith's eyes were unabashedly staring at the suitcase in Zhou Sheng's hand, with a smile on his face.

In fact, in the eyes of foreigners, all Chinese look little different.

In many cases, Smith couldn't even tell the difference between his own Chinese police officers in the museum.

That is to say, Zhou Sheng usually solves cases quickly, and many difficult cases in the jurisdiction are handed over to Zhou Sheng.

Plus the Three Wolves case some time ago.

He was quite impressed by Zhou Sheng.

Of course, the more important reason is because he knows very well that the young police officer in front of him will give him a considerable fortune.

“thankyou，sir！”

It wasn't until Zhou Sheng sat across from him that Smith reluctantly withdrew his gaze.

Copying a proficient Chinese mouthful, he asked:

"Officer Zhou, what's the matter?"

For Smith to knowingly ask, Zhou Sheng frowned imperceptibly.

Place the suitcase on your desk directly.

With a snap, the suitcase was opened, revealing a neatly arranged stack of brand-new Hong Kong dollars.

"Sir, here is 500,000 Hong Kong dollars, the position of Inspector Nahua ......"

Zhou Sheng didn't want to go around with Smith anymore, but said straight to the point.

"Five hundred thousand, of course Inspector Hua's position is no problem."

Smith's eyes were fixed on the Hong Kong dollar, and he reached out and took a bundle of 100 Hong Kong dollars in his suitcase near his nose.

After greedily taking a deep breath of the ink smell of Hong Kong dollars, the conversation changed:

"However, you have to understand that there are many detectives now, and it is impossible to arrange multiple detectives in one errand."

“...... Inspector Chan Kai-cheong has been unwell lately and is a little unable to do his job at the mission hall, so he plans to retire next month. ”

When Zhou Sheng finished saying this, there was a moment of silence.

This is also the rhetoric he discussed with Uncle Chang.

These Brits are greedy, but there are some things they can't afford to let go.

For example, the position of a detective is mostly a turnip and a pit.

It stands to reason that Chen Qichang is only 52 years old now, and with his age, there is no problem in working until he is 60 years old.

Now he is retiring early, in addition to wanting to live a stable life in advance, but also to make way for him.

Smith smiled even more:

"Then it's no problem, I'll write a report tomorrow and hand it in, presumably Officer Zhou's appointment letter will come down soon."

He stretched out his right hand and shook hands with Zhou Sheng, who stood up.

There was a false smile on his face.

"I'll congratulate Inspector Zhou in advance."

"Then thank you, sir."

Zhou Sheng responded.

Seeing that Smith sat down and didn't speak again, Zhou Sheng spoke out at the right time:

"Sir, if it's okay, I'll go out first."

"Hmm."

Smith nodded slightly.

As soon as the office door closed, he couldn't wait to get up.

It was in front of Zhou Sheng's subordinate just now that he restrained himself.

Now that Zhou Sheng is leaving, he has no scruples, he dragged the suitcase in front of him, and gently caressed the neatly arranged Hong Kong dollars in it with both hands, his eyes full of greed.

For someone like him, far from the center of power, there's nothing more enjoyable than making money.