Hong Kong: Rise of the Kings

As the first brother in the police force and the first real person, Du Yongxiao's appearance directly caused the scene to explode.

Those colleagues who had been fighting against He Jinshui just now and believed that the police force did not pay enough attention to He Jinshui and his family were dumbfounded when they saw Du Yongxiao suddenly driving up.

Zhang Tieniu, who was He Jinshui's friend, stared at the entrance of the mourning hall in disbelief.

At this moment, there was already a crowd of people outside the mourning hall, and seven or eight high-level police cars were lined up and parked outside.

The police who came after hearing the news all lined up, leaving corridors on the left and right to welcome Du Yongxiao's appearance.

The Deputy Commissioner of Police, Assistant Commissioner and others got out of the car first.

Immediately afterwards,

As the chief inspector, Zhuang Dingxian got off the No. 1 special car, glanced at the welcoming crowd, nodded, and then turned around to help Du Yongxiao open the door.

Snapped!

A black leather shoe landed on the ground. Du Yongxiao, dressed in a black suit, got out of the car, straightened his clothes slightly, turned his face and looked at the mourning hall, his expression serious, his eyes slightly sad.

Zhang Tieniu, as the person in charge of helping He Jinshui organize the funeral hall, came forward with He Jinshui's wife and children.

"Hello, Director Du!" Zhang Tieniu saluted Du Yongxiao, and then pointed to He Jinshui's wife and children to help introduce him.

The woman's eyes were already swollen from crying, and she looked a little overwhelmed holding the child.

She knew that Du Yongxiao had a high police rank, so she didn't know what to do even more.

Du Yongxiao glanced at her and said with a hint of self-reproach, "Sorry, I'm late!"

A simple sentence can replace a thousand words.

When the woman heard this, she couldn't bear it any longer and started crying while holding her child in her arms.

Zhang Tieniu hurriedly comforted the woman, "Sister-in-law, stop crying! Director Du is here to visit Jin Shui!"

After finally comforting the woman, Du Yongxiao turned around and took Zhuang Dingxian's prepared silk gold. He handed it to the woman himself and said, "I can do anything else. This is a little thought! Also, He Jinshui died in the line of duty, so We will provide full pension. As for the child, I will personally provide the tuition for his schooling until he is eighteen years old!"

"Wow, Director Du is so great!"

"Yes, not only did He Jinshui's pension be replenished, but he also paid for the tuition himself!"

"I have heard of Director Du Renyi's name before, but today I saw it with my own eyes and it is really true!"

Everyone around was filled with admiration.

Women are also extremely grateful.

Now that her husband has passed away, it is very hard for her to raise the children alone. The pension can be fully compensated, which undoubtedly helps her a lot.

The most important thing is that Du Yongxiao also directly provides full tuition for her children, which directly gives her no worries.

Nowadays, education in Hong Kong is developing in an all-round way. In addition to buying a house, the largest proportion of each family's expenses is the education of their children. Education expenditures often account for tens of thousands of Hong Kong dollars a year. After 18 years, the expenditure will be at least hundreds of thousands of Hong Kong dollars.

Seeing that the woman was too excited to speak, Zhang Tieniu hurriedly reminded her to thank Du Yongxiao.

The woman burst into tears of gratitude and quickly thanked Du Yongxiao.

After Du Yongxiao visited He Jinshui's family, the Deputy Commissioner of Police and others also came forward to offer condolences one by one.

The scene seemed very solemn and solemn.

Here, Du Yongxiao, led by Zhang Tieniu, went to the mourning hall to formally express condolences to He Jinshui, bowed three times in front of the photo, and laid a wreath.

Some media reporters got the news from nowhere and ran after him. Zhuang Dingxian did not let anyone stop him. He just kept them five steps away from Du Yongxiao to prevent them from getting too close.

The reporter took photos of people mourning Du Yongxiao inside the coffin. He already had a headline in his mind: "Police Commissioner Du Yongxiao personally expressed condolences to He Jinshui, and the spirit of the heroic police officer will be passed down for generations to come!"

"Don't forget the police officers who died in the line of duty. Brother Du Yongxiao pays his condolences at the mourning hall; the people's wishes are shared, and the police force sets an example!"

…

The condolence event is over——

Du Yongxiao got in the car and was about to rush back to the police force for a meeting when he suddenly received a message from the Hong Kong Governor's Office asking him to come over.

"Director, if the Hong Kong Governor's Office lets you go at this time, it doesn't seem to be a good thing." Zhuang Dingxian analyzed.

"There's no one here, just call me Brother Xiao, and call me Director to make it more respectable." Du Yongxiao opened the car window and spat.

Zhuang Dingxian hurriedly said: "Okay Brother Xiao - then you decide you can't make it through?"

"Why don't you go there?" Du Yongxiao took out a cigarette, but did not smoke it. Instead, he banged it on the cigarette case. "How can you know what they are planning if you don't go?"

"Okay then, I'll send you there right now."

The car started and drove straight towards the Hong Kong Governor's Office.

behind——

Those media reporters are still following and taking pictures.

People around were talking a lot.

"Director Du is indeed different from those ghostly directors."

"Yes, those ghost guys are always looking at people with their noses. How can Director Du be so approachable?"

"Good people are rewarded. I really hope he is safe."

…

"My Lord Earl, do you think Du Yongxiao will come?"

In the Governor's House, Governor MacLehose stood by the window, looking down at the entrance and asking about the hundreds of miles of channels behind him.

Bailiqu stepped forward on crutches: "Even if he knew we were going to hold him accountable, he would definitely come here."

"Why?" MacLehose turned around and asked.

"Because such a big thing happened just after he took office, can he hide from it?" Bailiqu sneered, "Since we can't hide, of course we will face it directly."

MacLehose nodded, "Although I put it this way, he is now the Commissioner of Police and has great power, so you can completely ignore it."

"No, you don't understand him." Bailiqu sneered, "Du Yongxiao is a proud man. He looks down on us white people from the bottom of his heart!"

"Huh?" MacLehose was stunned.

"Didn't you notice?" Bailiqu looked serious, "In Hong Kong, when those Chinese see us, their eyes are full of humility and awe! Because we are their masters, we are colonizers! They bow to us in their bones. But But this Du Yongxiao is an anomaly, from his eyes I have never seen his respect for our British Empire, on the contrary, he occasionally shows a trace of contempt!"

"Ah, this-"

MacLehose thought about it carefully and realized that this was really the case.

No matter what the occasion, Du Yongxiao's eyes were always so arrogant, especially when facing white British people like them, he never kowtowed. On the contrary, many times he looked down on the British, as if the great British Empire was nothing in his eyes. fart.

MacLehose has never been able to figure out what Du Yongxiao relies on and why he has such an attitude?

No matter how hard they tried, MacLehose and Bailiqu could not imagine that Du Yongxiao did not belong to this era.

In Du Yongxiao's era, the British Empire had long since declined, and had even been reduced to a pawn and lackey of the United States, without any majesty at all.

On the contrary, China is getting stronger and stronger. Many Chinese people are full of contempt for the United Kingdom. They feel that the British are just followers of the Americans and have no autonomy.

"Okay, don't dwell on this issue." MacLehose shook his head, "Now I just want to know whether he is coming or not?"

"Haha, no need to guess anymore!" Baili Qu said with a smile.

"Why?"

"Because he's already here!" Bailiqu pointed downstairs.

The director's seat with license plate No. 1 has slowly driven into the Government House.