One week later.

Hong Kong Island Airport.

A British Airways passenger plane landed slowly at the airport.

At the exit of the airport, Zhuang Shikai, Cai Yuanqi, Zhou Huabiao, and Li Shutang, all dressed neatly and neatly in suits, put on a respectable lineup and quietly waited for the arrival of the new director.

At this time, the electronic board above the exit gate flipped over, the row marked with the flight number turned green, and the flight status changed to successful landing.

Zhuang Shikai raised his hand to look at the hands of the watch, then started to arrange his suit: "Director Han is coming."

"Everyone, get ready."

"Yes." Zhou Huabiao, Li Shutang and others responded.

They had a vague feeling that welcoming the director would not go smoothly.

After all, the contradiction in position lies there.

Of course, they also hope that the conflict will not be too violent.

Because Sir Zhuang is enough to give you face.

At this time, Sir Huo Huozhuang may explode.

"boom!"

Airport interior.

The flight landed successfully with a roar.

A thin man in a brown suit got off the plane with several assistants.

Obviously, this flight was his private jet, and there were only a few people on the entire flight.

Two extended black cars had already parked beside the berth, and several uniformed senior police officers were standing by the car doors waiting for the officer to arrive.

The principle of "tea becomes cold after a person leaves" is universally applicable. Sometimes, as long as there is a rumor, the tea becomes cold before people leave.

The new chief's stinky feet are undoubtedly the most praised.

At this moment, several high-ranking officers of the police force saw the arrival of the new commander. They stood at attention and saluted, and greeted the commander with serious expressions.

The new chief stepped forward to shake hands with them with a smile on his face. While shaking hands, one of them stepped forward and whispered a few words, as if reporting some temporary situation to the chief.

After hearing this, the officer smiled, waved his hand indifferently, and went straight into the car with his assistant.

The senior police officer who came forward to report the incident looked a little surprised. He looked at his fellow travelers and immediately got into a car and drove away.

Soon, the two cars drove out of the airport passage and headed directly to the Government House on Victoria Peak.

Half an hour later.

Zhuang Shikai stood at the exit with a smile on his face, but his smile was forced and stiff.

Zhou Huabiao, Li Shutang, and Cai Yuanqi had dark faces, anxious eyes, and a hint of dissatisfaction in their anxiety.

"Beep, beep, beep." At this time, the call machine on Zhou Huabiao's waist beeped twice.

Li Shutang and Cai Yuanqi looked at him sideways. He quickly bent down and nodded apologetically, then picked up the call machine and quickly turned around and left.

Zhuang Shikai raised his watch again and glanced at the dial.

Zhou Huabiao quickly found a public phone. After calling back, he heard the message on the other side. He nodded repeatedly with a stunned expression. He quickly hung up the phone and returned to Zhuang Shikai. He bowed his head and said, "Sir Zhuang, Director Han goes directly to the Hong Kong Governor."

It’s home.”

"Hold!"

"Fuck!" Li Shutang and Cai Yuanqi each cursed in their hearts, while Zhou Huabiao also looked very dissatisfied.

You must know that Zhuang Shikai did not come alone, nor did he come on behalf of one person.

He brought Zhou Huabiao, Li Shutang and Cai Yuanqi as the Chinese leaders of the police force to greet "Han Liguo".

So what if Han Liguo is a division chief?

You can’t be so crazy!

The governor of Hong Kong wouldn’t even dare to be so crazy!

What's more, he is just a director!

What he wanted to do today was not just Zhuang Shikai's face, but the face of all the Chinese in the police force.

"Walk."

Zhuang Shikai's expression was dull, and he turned around and left without any surprise.

"yes."

"Sir!"

Zhou Huabiao, Cai Yuanqi, Li Shutang and others quickly turned around to follow.

"Swish, swish, swish."

The four people got into two cars one after another, and the convoy of five cars quickly left the airport gate and drove directly back to Wan Chai Police Station.

Zhuang Shikai held his chin with one hand and looked out the car window with a smile on his lips: "Interesting."

"This is a loss of face."

"But he won the hearts of the people."

Zhuang Shikai's cheeks showed sharp edges under the sunlight.

This is a handsome and majestic man.

And he will bring Cai Yuanqi, Li Shutang and others to greet the new director. First, he hopes that there is still the possibility of peaceful coexistence with the new director.

Although this possibility is very small based on the background and background of the new director, it does have a certain possibility if the other party is smart enough to clarify the situation to each other and analyze the overall direction of the situation.

If this possibility can be achieved, it won't be a loss to save face.

After all, winning is more important!

Maybe he can even advance to become police commissioner.

It is a pity that "Han Liguo" showed a very firm attitude, and this possibility has been extinguished.

The second reason is to let Cai Yuanqi, Li Shutang and others see their opponents' faces clearly.

Give up all illusions about the enemy from within.

Fantasy about the new police commissioner.

In other words, no matter what attitude Han Liguo uses towards him.

Both of them have certain benefits.

Sure enough, he never loses money.

Han Liguo did not disappoint him.

Now Cai Yuanqi, Li Shutang and others can clearly feel the attitude of the new director...

The centripetal force within the Chinese people will be stronger.

As long as Zhuang Shikai stands up for the Chinese police, no matter what he does, Cai Yuanqi and others will support him.

Because supporting his interests is equivalent to supporting your own interests.

Of course, times have changed.

The fight between the two sides will no longer be so bloody.

It's more of a subtle political handwriting.

"Squeak." Five cars parked at the gate of Wan Chai Police Station.

When the police officers saw the convoy returning empty to greet the new commander, they all realized that something was wrong, so they immediately stopped talking and acted well-behaved.

After Zhuang Shikai got out of the car, he put away his smile and walked into the police station door with a cold snort.

"What's wrong?"

"Isn't Mr. Zhuang going to the airport?"

"Come back then!"

Zhuang Shikai returned to the office and sat down. The police officers immediately began to communicate in low voices. In the end, they all came to similar conclusions and were dissatisfied with the police chief who had not yet taken office.

Central.

General Administration Building.

"What? Sir Zhuang took someone to pick him up at the airport, and Han Liguo went directly to the Hong Kong Governor's Office without even seeing him?" Ge Bai stood in the director's office with a cup of hot coffee, looking a little surprised.

Although he won't be able to sit in this office for long, it is still his territory now.

Hearing that "Han Liguo" was so disrespectful to Zhuang Shikai, he felt unhappy and felt that his own face had also been lost.

Strictly speaking, losing face to his subordinates means losing face to him.
To be continued...