Chapter 770: Chapter 523: The Tradition of Yanjiang Police Station
Guo Weitao returned to shore, rode his bicycle to the shipyard construction site, and saw several large pumps inside the floating dock gate draining water from the dry dock into the river.
The noise of the draining was deafening, and the scene of water being poured into the river was as spectacular as a waterfall.
He had no ti to enjoy the spectacle, parked his bicycle, and ran up to Han Yu, asking loudly, "Director Yu, how many hours will it take to drain the water from the dock?"
"The shipyard is too big, and just with the few pumps inside the dock gate, it would take more than a day and a night to finish." The noise was so loud that they had to shout to communicate, and Han Yu didn’t want to strain his voice yelling, so he walked up along the pedestrian passage on the dock gate.
"What should we do?"
"Secretary Chen is helping to look for more pumps. We just had a typhoon that brought flooding and there are plenty of pumps available, no need to go to the Water Resources Bureau."
Han Yu went to the east side of the dock wall, looked back carefully for a while to confirm that the dock gate was stable and the waterproofing was fine, greeted the shipyard workers and several team leaders from the Marine Engineering Bureau, leading Guo Weitao towards the temporary office of the dock repair project leadership group, while curiously asking about the boarding inspection.
Guo Weitao briefly reported the process and couldn’t help but laugh, "Director Yu, Chief Han has really sharp eyes, spotting the problem as soon as she boarded the ship."
"It’s actually quite normal, who expected the cargo ship to be so clean."
"So, being too clean is also a problem."
"Being cleaner is of course better, the key is how it got clean."
"Director Yu, did the Singaporean captain not know our Chinese laws?"
Han Yu stopped, instinctively looked back towards the direction of the sea anchorages, and explained, "He couldn’t be unaware, as long as they enter our Chinese territorial sea, as long as they enter our Chinese ports, the ship agency would definitely notify them in advance of our relevant laws and regulations and port entry and exit rules."
"If he knew, why did he still discharge pollution into the river?"
"For economic benefits."
Before him was a water policeman, not a traffic policeman on the shore, he couldn’t be unaware of these things.
Han Yu turned back and patiently explained, "For ocean-going cargo ships of such tonnage, ti is money. If they look for dock workers in Jiangcheng to clean the cargo hold and deck, and ask Jiangcheng Port to receive the oily water, it would take at least 24 more hours moored in Jiangcheng Port. It would cost more money and waste ti.
They were in a hurry to go to East Sea Port to load cargo, and if they didn’t clean and flush during the voyage, they couldn’t load cargo, so they would have to ask East Sea Port to arrange for workers to board the ship for cleaning, flushing, and receiving wastewater, which would also cause delays.
If according to regulations they had to sail to the open sea for cleaning and discharging pollution, it would not only cause delays but also require re-applying for entry, port access, and other procedures and fiirst sail to the pilot anchorage to request a pilot, which would incur more costs, waste more ti, and be more troubleso."
Guo Weitao asked, "So they just rushed for ti, knowing it was illegal to discharge waste in the Yangtze River, but still did it knowingly?"
"The main thing is that we haven’t cracked down much on illegal discharges in the past, and even now there are many inland river ships dumping wastewater into the river, so they take their chances."
"As a result, they were unlucky and got caught by Chief Han."
Thinking of his senior sister’s superpower for issuing fines, Han Yu couldn’t suppress a smile, "Whatever you do, there are occupational hazards. I just worry about whether a ship will catch fire when I see one, and she, whenever she sees a ship, wonders if they’re violating any regulations or even laws."
The two had just entered the temporary office when Zhang Asheng’s call ca through the walkie-talkie.
"Received, what’s up?"
"The foreign ship’s agent just contacted the Pilot Center, which said it’s only a few kiloters from the sea anchorage to the shipyard and their pilots aren’t familiar with our waterways here. They said that this is entering a dry dock, not a port, and they don’t plan to arrange a pilot to guide them."
Piloting is a responsible task.
What if there’s another grounding, or what if they hit the dock wall while entering? The waterway here has just been dredged, and the main construction of the dock has just been completed. They don’t understand the waterway, current, and dock here, so it’s understandable they’re hesitant to take on the job.
And guiding the cargo ship into the dry dock is just the first step. Once the cargo ship enters the dock, it needs to be docked on piles.
They are equally unfamiliar with the structure of the cargo ships or the conditions of the docks. Who would dare guarantee that the keel of the cargo ship could be accurately placed on the arranged dock piles?
Han Yu was thinking of training two pilots for the developnt zone before he resigns when Zhang Asheng urgently said, "Salted Fish, they’re not familiar with our waterways here, but you are. They don’t understand the situation with the docks, but you do, how about guiding them into the dock once the dock piles are set up?"
Han Yu asked with a laugh, " getting on the ship to pilot?"
"This is about piloting in and out of dock, you’re most familiar with the waterway and dock conditions. Not to ntion in Binjiang, even across the whole country, you wouldn’t find a second person capable of doing this!"
"I have no problem getting on the ship to pilot, but the key is whether Port Supervision would agree."
"Xiang Ning is the Port Supervision, if Xiang Ning agrees, then that’s fine."
This is really a job no one else could do, and if they had to make the Port Supervision Bureau or Pilot Center arrange soone for the piloting, it would be completely irresponsible. If anything happened, the troubles would be big.
In special circumstances, special asures must be taken.
Safety is more important than anything, Han Yu simply agreed right away.
Zhang Asheng finally breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Will the dock piles be installed in place by tomorrow morning?"
"It’s probably not feasible by tomorrow morning, but it should be fine before 5 pm."
"Fine, tomorrow afternoon it is. I’ll call the shipowner later to explain. They should understand. After all, we’re dealing with a dock for 100,000-ton ships; they can’t just keep the dock gate open waiting for repairs. Even if they go elsewhere, they’ll have to wait."
Han Yu was just about to ask his senior sister if the shipowner was upset about the hefty fine when his phone suddenly rang.
Taking it out, he was surprised to see that the call was from Director Wang.
"Director Wang, Han Yu here, what’s up?"
"Salted Fish, you’re quite trendy these days, leaders have been looking for you one after the other."
"Who’s looking for ?"
"The City Bureau just gave
a call, and they’re probably contacting Director Zhou right now. Soone from the Provincial Departnt’s Political Departnt has co to give you an award."
Han Yu thought he heard wrong and asked in surprise: "Soone from the Provincial Departnt is giving
an award?"
Wang Wenhong looked up at Political Commissioner Ma and chuckled, "Salted Fish, congratulations! Once the leader from the Provincial Departnt’s Political Departnt announces the orders from the Ministry of Police’s Political Departnt, you’ll be a Second-level Model of the national police system! We all have to learn from you. And when you’re not busy, we’re going to ask you to hold a few Model Worker experience sharing sessions."
There are all kinds of certificates of honor stuffed in two drawers at ho, and Han Yu has beco numb to these honors.
Besides, his master had always said, gold and silver trophies are not as good as the public’s praise! His master also said, what’s the point of receiving awards? We are the people who give out awards to others!
Moreover, he had heard about the City Bureau’s efforts to nominate him as a Second-level Model from his senior sister and knew it was not easy to earn this title. Yet hearing the old leader congratulating him on the phone did not stir a single wave in Han Yu’s heart.
"Salted Fish, Salted Fish..."
"Director Wang, I’m listening, go on."
"What should I say? I want to hear from you. How do you feel, are you happy?"
"Happy."
"Excited?"
"Excited."
"I don’t sense you being very happy or particularly excited. Could it be because you’ve received so many honors that whether you beco a Second-level Model or not doesn’t matter to you?"
"Maybe a little. Director Wang, is there a cash prize for being a Second-level Model?"
"..."
"Alright, I was just asking casually."
The City Bureau went out of their way to submit his Second-level Model nomination, and yet he didn’t take it seriously.
However, on second thought, it’s not unusual for him to be indifferent. He had been awarded with third-level rit at the age of sixteen and even received a First-level rit from General Politics. He was so uninterested that he couldn’t even be bothered to attend the award ceremonies.
If he was as keen on fa and wealth as others, he wouldn’t be Xu Sanye’s disciple.
But since people from the Provincial Departnt had co, the ssage still needed to be delivered.
Wang Wenhong, with a smile, said: "The title of a Second-level Model is an honor, it’s not only recognition for your achievents but also a nod to the accomplishnts of our Binjiang Police System from the superiors. The City Bureau is planning to have a small-scale award ceremony and asked
to see whether you can spare half a day to attend tomorrow."
"No ti."
"What about three hours?"
"Director Wang, don’t even ntion three hours. I don’t have a single minute to spare."
"That busy?"
"Don’t believe ? Call Mayor Shen and ask. I’m so busy I don’t even have the ti to eat lunch or go to the bathroom."
"Salted Fish, do you even realize how difficult it is to be awarded as a Second-level Model? You’re not joking with , are you?"
"No joke, I really don’t have ti. Director Wang, I have sothing to handle here so I must hang up now. We can talk about the Model Worker thing later."
Wang Wenhong was about to say sothing when he heard the busy tone on the phone.
Political Commissioner Ma was taken aback and after a while asked with a wry smile, "Director Wang, what do we do now?"
After a brief silence, Wang Wenhong casually said: "Call Zhou Huixin and have Zhou Hui explain to Director Chen. Besides, it’s an old tradition of the Old Yanjiang Police Station to not attend award ceremonies. Director Chen shouldn’t be upset."
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PS: Happy family reunions on New Year’s Eve!
Old Zhuo wishes all our friends’ careers to be as dazzling as fireworks, and lives as sweet as sugarcane. Good fortune in the Year of the Rabbit, success in every endeavor when you step out of your ho!
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