After Su Qitong introduced the agenda, he asked someone to send the transferor's charter to the hands of each instructor. Old Feng was so napping that he didn't hear anything. Someone stuffed a piece of paper to him in a daze. He picked it up and pinched it into a ball, threw it behind his back, and continued to sleep.

After the instructors received the transfer charter, the conference room suddenly exploded. This was not a transferor at all. It turned out that the departments that received the transferred instructors were all second-level departments, such as gun rooms, evidence warehouses, complaint departments, and logistics service departments... The slightly better one was to resume military uniform patrols, but they were not in the city area, but those strongholds in the mountains in the suburbs where cats were not shit. In short, although the positions of the transferred instructors will not change after they go out, the sheriff is still the sheriff, and the inspector is still the inspector, but everyone knows that when they go to those second-level departments, the welfare benefits and other changes will definitely be changed, and it is actually a disguised demotion.

However, the only good thing about this transferor is that it is very democratic. It does not force anyone to be transferred, but allows all instructors to vote and choose by themselves. Every instructor is thinking that his popularity will not be that bad, and he is full of luck.

Su Qitong waited for everyone to discuss for a while before saying, "I believe everyone has some understanding of the transferors. Then we will start voting. Each instructor anonymously writes out the name of the instructor you think needs to be transferred out and the reasons for the dispatch. We will conduct on-site statistics. The five instructors with the most names will be officially transferred out next month. The specific transfer department will make a decision after it is down. If you have any questions or suggestions, you can raise them now. Lao Fang, let them send the voting paper."

Zhan Hongtao smiled: "Xiao Shi, who are you going to vote for?"

Shi Jun shook his head: "I don't know, I haven't decided yet, just do whatever I want, no matter who he votes for."

"You..." Zhan Hongtao said with a smile, "Aren't you afraid? You have been very idle recently."

"What am I afraid of?" Shi Jun looked at Lao Feng who was sleeping soundly and smiled, "I will have him free? Are you afraid?"

Zhan Hongtao said disdainfully: "I'm afraid of nothing. I'm still carrying two classes of gun shooting classes. I'm not idle, why are you not afraid?"

Shi Jun smiled mysteriously: "Have you seen Deputy Director Su greet me just now? He must have secretly observed that I performed well and thought I was a talented person, so what else am I afraid of, haha."

"You haven't woken up in your dreams. Deputy Director Su was saying hello to me," Zhan Hongtao said proudly, "Besides, this is a democratic voting. Even if Deputy Director Su wants to protect whom, it is impossible to refuse to accept the voting results."

"Damn!" Old Feng stretched and yawned, "What are you two quarrels about? Is it still allowed people to sleep?"

Zhan Hongtao shook his head: "Why are you sleeping in Feng SIR? Something big happened, but I'm still sleeping."

Big event? Lao Feng, an idle man, was so idle every day that he really wanted to encounter something big to stimulate the brain nerves. He sat up and said excitedly: "What big event?"

Shi Jun shrugged and said helplessly: "Register, democratic voting, and select instructors to be transferred."

What? Transfer? Or democratic voting? Old Feng was very sensitive when he heard the word transfer and was always eager! Seeing someone sending voting paper, he was a little anxious: "Damn! Why didn't you wake me up early for such a big thing? It would be so good for me to vote in advance. Oh, don't worry, Xiao Zhan and Xiao Shi, I'm not good to you, right?"

Shi Jun and Zhan Hongtao were a little confused, looked at each other and nodded.

Lao Feng patted his chest: "Choose me, remember, you must choose me. Please, if I am chosen, I will treat you two to a big meal every day."

"No... Feng SIR, this..." Before Zhan Hongtao finished speaking, Old Feng went to mobilize other instructors. He had to hurry up!

Shi Jun scratched his head: "I really admire Feng SIR. It's so high in realm, it's just different. Why is he so interested in these departments that the police don't want to stay in? Alas, I admire it!"

Old Feng ran to Li Jinquan and bowed and blinked: "Li SIR, please please, choose me!"

"This..." Before Li Jinquan could speak, Old Feng ran away again, and he was so busy that he flew around the conference room.

Lao Feng ran the fastest speed for a round. No matter what he knew or not, he tried his best to canvass the votes. Then he sat back to his seat with satisfaction, wrote his name and reason to make arrangements on the voting paper, and handed it over.

"Feng SIR, why are you so excited?" Shi Jun asked.

"Let's wait and see the result. I'll win," Lao Feng smiled like a victorious general. "I didn't expect my popularity to be so good. I went to canvass the vote just now. Many people said that we were going to choose you. Listen, this... I don't know how to describe my excellence, alas!"

Is this excellent? Is this popular? Zhan Hongtao asked in confusion: "Do you know what Feng SIR do you know what you are doing?"

Old Feng smiled and said, "Of course I know, do you know, Xiao Zhan? I have been waiting for the transfer for a day or two. I can be considered as having a good mood when I see the moon brightly! By the way, which department should I transfer? The serious crime team or the anti-gang team?"

What? Shi Jun immediately exclaimed: "Feng SIR, don't you read the transferor's charter?"

"What kind of transferor charter? I didn't see it, where is it?" Old Feng was ignorant.

Zhan Hongtao finally understood that Lao Feng had made a mistake, and pointed at the wrinkled paper in the corner of the wall with amused and crying: "What someone sent to you was thrown there by you."

"Oh, then I'll take a look now." Lao Feng said as he was about to pick it up.

"No need to pick it up," Shi Jun handed him his own, "I have it, you...ah! You can take a look at it yourself."

Lao Feng turned the transferor charter over and over again and found no words such as serious crime teams or anti-gang groups. There were only departments that he was beaten to death and did not want to go to again. His face turned from red to white, and from white to black. It turned out that it was just a nominal transfer. In fact, the staff was reduced, so he knew that there was no such good thing. His grandmother was sleeping and actually tried his best to make a mistake. So he said embarrassedly: "Xiao Zhan, Xiao Shi, uh... you didn't... didn't choose me, right?"

Shi Jun and Zhan Hongtao looked at each other, and looked embarrassed and said in unison: "I chose!"

"Oh Maika!" Old Feng was amused and crying, "I treat you both well, so I'm just like everyone else. Alas! I'm not careful in making friends! After that, the voting results have been handed over. What should I do now?"
Chapter completed!