I'm a policeman, how can you give me a gangster system!

Chapter 200

As soon as this smile came out, the solemn atmosphere in the room was instantly relieved, and Su Ming dared to wipe his sweat.

"You dare to talk back to me when you are a police station instructor. If you are really allowed to be the captain of the criminal police team, will you overturn my desk?" Secretary Cui pretended to reprimand Su Ming.

And Su Ming naturally saw that Secretary Cui intended to ease the atmosphere, and hurriedly lowered his eyebrows and bent his head to get in front of Secretary Cui.

Respectfully took out a box of Jiuwu from his arms.

Handed it to Secretary Cui with both hands, "Leader, don't bother with me, you can see that I am just a rough man..." The big guy nodded and bowed.

"Oh, you still know that I am a leader? Are you trying to bribe me with a sugar-coated bullet?" Secretary Cui glanced at Su Ming in front of him and deliberately sneered and joked.

"It's quite high-end, the emperor! If it weren't for you, the senior instructor, giving it to me, I really couldn't afford it."

"Leader, don't get me wrong, I got this cigarette from Bai Jinhan... No, Bai Jinhan gave it to me... Uh, that's not right... I borrowed a box from Bai Jinhan..."

Su Ming's explanation became more and more confusing, and his forehead was sweating after a few words.

Where did this cigarette come from?

Why did he suddenly feel that he couldn't explain it clearly.

Fortunately, Secretary Cui just snorted coldly, raised his hand to take the cigarette from Su Ming's hand, and said with a fake smile: "I don't think you are insincere, and you don't take me, the secretary of the municipal party committee, seriously. Whoever gives you a box of cigarettes, you give me a box..."

Secretary Cui was stuck, because after he took Su Ming's cigarette and opened it, he found that it was not a box of 95.

There was only one cigarette in it.

Seeing this, Su Ming's old face turned red, and he quickly took out a lighter from his pocket and lit it for Secretary Cui.

Secretary Cui took a puff of Jiuwu and glared at the big guy in front of him, "Did your Director Zhang teach you to give gifts to leaders like this?"

Su Ming felt Secretary Cui's unfriendly eyes, but he said, "Leader, I just joined today, my first day at work... How about you teach me how to give gifts to leaders?"

As soon as these words came out.

Secretary Cui was slightly stunned, looked at Su Ming's somewhat fierce face for a long time, and also showed a gratified smile.

He thought of himself who was also stubborn back then.

It's right, young people should have the persistence and principles of young people.

Let a young policeman with blood in his heart force him to succumb to the overall situation.

Then what is the difference between him and Wang Zishi?

Young people should fasten the first button.

Su Ming is a policeman, Sun Tingting is his client, and Wang Lin is a suspect.

The relationship is clear.

Even if Secretary Cui has thousands of reasons.

He can't choose whether the train will run over one person or a group of people on the railway track.

Cui Haining didn't say anything more. He sighed, waved his hand and said, "I agree with you. Go ask that girl named Sun Tingting... Tell her my apologies... I am not competent as the municipal party secretary, and the Wang family has been rampant in Jiangbei for too long..."

Secretary Cui looked at Su Ming with a complicated expression. He saw a kind of persistence and bottom line in the big guy in front of him that he hadn't seen for a long time.

In the materialistic society, young people who are not afraid of the upper echelons are rare.

This made Cui Haining question himself.

Does he still have this persistence, or has it all become a workaround?

There is no answer.

So he turned his chair to the window behind him, overlooking the scenery of Jiangbei.

Su Ming looked at Secretary Cui's desolate back, and his heart was slightly touched.

After a pause, he said, "Secretary Cui, can I take this interrogation record to Sun Tingting?"

Secretary Cui did not answer, but waved his hand in a disinterested manner.

Su Ming quickly packed up the file box, and said respectfully before leaving, "Leader, I will give you an answer as soon as possible."

There was no sound in the room.

He walked out of the meeting room quickly until he was about to leave the unit compound.

Suddenly he heard someone calling him from behind.

"Su Ming! Coach Su! Wait a minute!"

Su Ming looked back and saw a young man running towards him with a bag in his hand, panting.

So he stopped and stood there holding the file box.

The young man ran to Su Ming in a few steps, took a few deep breaths, and said, "Su... Coach Su, I am Secretary Cui's driver, and Secretary Cui asked me to give you this cigarette!"

Cigarettes?

Su Ming took the bag handed over by the young driver.

Opened it and took a look.

Inside was a white cigarette with a special supply printed on it.

One cigarette for one?

He subconsciously looked up, but found that the secretary was no longer in the window where he was originally.

No further explanation is needed.

This cigarette already represents Secretary Cui's attitude......

When Su Ming returned to his office in Jiangling Police Station.

Deputy Director Zhao Yifan had been waiting in the office. When he saw the burly instructor Su lowering his head and squeezing in from the door, he hurriedly came to greet him.

But his eyes stayed on Su Ming's right arm. He saw that the arm of instructor Su, which was as thick as an ordinary person's thigh, was wrapped with a thick white gauze, which looked particularly eye-catching.

"Instructor Su, what happened to you? How did you get hurt!" Deputy Director Zhao frowned and looked at Su Ming's arm with concern.

"It's okay, I encountered a little thing and accidentally cut it." Su Ming glanced at his tightly bandaged arm and said lightly.

Just now, when he jumped off the vehicle, although he had tried his best, he still couldn't avoid scratching a large area, bleeding.

However, these situations obviously cannot be disclosed to others, after all, it is related to Deputy Mayor Song Shiwei.

Su Ming smiled slightly, and took out a pack of pure white cigarettes without a label, with only the words "special supply" printed on it.

He casually took out two packs and threw them into Zhao Yifan's arms, "Come and try this cigarette, Secretary Cui gave it to me, saying it's a special supply cigarette, but I don't know what it tastes like."

Zhao Yifan carefully took out the white pack of cigarettes from his arms, and was shocked and took a breath.

He wondered if it was because of the special supply cigarettes, but because of the name Su Ming mentioned.

This cigarette was actually given by Secretary Cui?

Jiangbei's first secretary, give you cigarettes!

And it's this kind of special supply cigarettes printed in white strips.

This is so fucking unbelievable.

This guy has only been working for a few days, and he knows so many big leaders, and each of them thinks highly of him.

Even the secretary of the Jiangbei Municipal Party Committee is like this.

It seems that he is very satisfied with Coach Su.

He even gave him a pack of cigarettes.

This kind of honor is simply amazing!

For a moment, Zhao Yifan was more determined to hold Su Ming's big thick legs tightly.

This kind of Tongtiandai must be held tightly!

Snap.

Zhang Yifan raised the lighter above his head and lit a cigarette for Su Ming like burning incense.

"Coach Su, please sit down first. I'll pour you a glass of water. Today, thanks to you for subduing He Laosi with one kick! Otherwise, he would have used my gun to injure someone, and I would have been finished! Have you taken tetanus? If not, let's find a place to drink..."

Zhao Yifan said swiftly and with a mouth as sweet as honey.