"When will your special police professor department be established?"
"It could take a month at the earliest."
"So long?"
Wang Chuyi explained: "Yes. First, a specific area must be selected as a training venue, which is both hidden and convenient for training."
"The second is to purchase weapons and equipment, such as sniper rifles, body armor, tactical vests, bulletproof helmets, smoke screens, special explosion-proof shields, etc."
"This will cost a lot of money, and the project needs to be submitted for approval. However, this work is already in progress, and the equipment should be available within half a month."
"Third, there is still a lack of instructors. Now we only have one ace instructor, Dong Weimin, but a single tree cannot make a forest, and a single thread cannot make a thread. Recruiting and poaching people does not happen overnight."
Yu Guidong suggested: "Then you can set up the framework first, let the instructor Dong Weimin take the responsibility first, and then gradually improve the instructor team."
"This is easy to handle, and it is possible to take the first step, but the director is uncertain, and all work cannot be carried out smoothly."
"How long does it take to finalize the selection?"
"Within a week, I'm only one of three candidates."
"Okay! I know. I'll report to the political commissar immediately when I get back."
Wang Chuyi pointed to the phone on his desk, "You can use my phone to report to your political commissar immediately and win his support."
"Is this it?" Yu Guidong pondered, "Firstly, the political commissar may not be in the office, and secondly, even if the political commissar is in the office, it is not good. Talking about such things on the phone is afraid of leaking the secret content."
"Because we use a switchboard to connect the lines, parallel and serial lines often happen."
"For reasons of confidentiality, I think it's better to report to the political commissar in person. Anyway, I'm going back soon, so I'm not in a hurry."
Wang Chuxin heard that it made sense and stopped insisting.
Yu Guidong thought that in order to help this matter happen, it would be best to establish a special police teaching department within a month. Then it can basically achieve "seamless docking". As soon as the additional training ends, the special training will begin.
Yu Guidong said goodbye to Wang Chuyi, who went downstairs to Cao Ping.
Yu Guidong got into the Santana car, and the Santana car sped away.
Political commissar Mu Shanchuan is waiting for Yu Guidong's report.
Yu Guidong came to the office of political commissar Mu Shanchuan anxiously. Mu Shanchuan pointed to the chair in front of the desk expressionlessly.
He sat down in Guidong.
"How did things go?"
"fine."
"Really? How did you say this?"
"In my communication with the training department of the police training base, I requested special attention to 'extra meals' for him in the name of focusing on training Zhou Yunzhen."
"That being said, what exactly did you say?"
Yu Guidong said cautiously: "I am talking about the ancient sage Mencius who said that when heaven is about to assign a great responsibility to a person, he must first strain his mind, strain his muscles and bones, starve his body, deplete his body, and mess up his behavior. What he did was to move his heart and forbearance and gain what he could not do."
"To train a person, you have to let him endure all kinds of hardships and endure all kinds of hardships. He will become a talented person in adversity. There are always handsome men. The requirement of our unit is to let him endure all kinds of hardships."
Political Commissar Mu Shanchuan's eyes were cloudy and uncertain.
Yu Guidong saw that political commissar Mu Shanchuan had no expression and continued.
"So in this way it is easy to reach a consensus with the other party and let him suffer all the hardships."
Political Commissar Mu Shanchuan said abruptly: "So we have to let him enter the special police class for training?"
"Yes, this is a clever way to achieve your goal. There is no other way."
Political Commissar Mu Shanchuan snorted noncommittally.
"If everything goes well, the police training base can open a special police training class for our unit in one month. Zhou Yunzhen is the designated candidate."
"It is reported that the rate of injuries during SWAT training is alarming, and even death is common."
Political Commissar Mu Shanchuan slammed the table and said angrily: "Others can be injured or even die, but Zhou Yunzhen can't?"
Yu Guidong was startled, "Political Commissar, that's not what I meant."
"What do you mean?"
"I mean Zhou Yunzhen must have suffered a lot now."
"Stop talking." Political Commissar Mu Shanchuan waved his hand and ended the topic.
"The police training base so easily agreed to train our first group of special police officers?"
"this?"
"No quid pro quo?"
"The political commissar knows everything. It's true."
"Did you agree in private? Why didn't I see you to report?"
"Political Commissar, can you please let me explain?"
Political Commissar Mu Shanchuan's eyes were on fire, "Is this the second time you kill first and then show off? Do you know the consequences?"
"I have to do this this time. And this problem cannot be solved even by you, the powerful one. Even if you ask the political commissar for instructions, you can't make the decision."
"I'm just slowing down."
"What's the matter that I can't decide on?" Political Commissar Mu Shanchuan was stunned.
When Yu Guidong told the reason, political commissar Mu Shanchuan choked and became speechless.
The room fell into silence, a terrible, suffocating silence.
After a long time, political commissar Mu Shanchuan reached for the phone on his desk.
Yu Guidong's heart jumped into his throat.
He didn't know who the political commissar would call. If he called deputy political commissar Liu Yuekai, he would just say the three words "Yu Guidong" and deputy political commissar Liu Yuekai would know.
There is a high probability that he will be dismissed from office tomorrow.
Because this kind of thing was done behind the scenes by the political commissar, Liu Yuekai, the deputy political commissar, came forward to make the announcement.
If he had called Yang Zhaojie, the political commissar of the Provincial Bureau, the matter would be completely different. He was definitely in danger, no, he was in danger.
Yu Guidong once inadvertently discovered a shocking secret.
It was one day a year ago when Yang Zhaojie, political commissar of the provincial bureau, visited the unit for inspection. In the evening, Yu Guidong served as a receptionist and accompanied the two political commissars to a bathing town to wash their feet.
In a well-decorated room, Yang Zhaojie, political commissar of the provincial bureau, waved away the medicated bath technician because he had something to say to political commissar Mu Shanchuan alone.
Yu Guidong stood by the door to prevent irrelevant people from entering.
Soon, a waiter was holding a fruit platter to bring it in. Yu Guidong stopped him, then took the fruit platter and sent it indoors.
But after entering the room, Yu Guidong saw an unbelievable scene. Yang Zhaojie, the political commissar of the provincial bureau, was using the needles left by the medicated bath technician to soak the feet of Mu Shanchuan, the political commissar of the unit.
What does this mean in the hierarchical officialdom?
This situation frightened Yu Guidong for a long time.
The relationship between the political commissar of the Provincial Bureau Yang Zhaojie and the political commissar Mu Shanchuan can no longer be described as sworn friends, but can definitely be described as a life-and-death acquaintance.
It is not difficult to understand why Mu Shanchuan, the political commissar of the unit, is so strong and speaks the truth, but no one can challenge his position or shake him in the slightest.
Even if the entire unit of hostile people formed an alliance to shake him, it would only be ants shaking a tree.
The person behind him is the deputy director of the provincial department and political commissar of the labor reform bureau, the number one figure in the province's labor reform unit.
Of course, political commissar Mu Shanchuan warned him afterwards that if he revealed even the slightest bit of information, he would never get ahead in his life.
Yu Guidong understood the taboos in official circles, and he kept secret from then on.
Let’s see who political commissar Mu Shanchuan called today?
