Reborn as a Police Officer in India

Chapter 371 Losing Power
New Delhi.

Gadella and a group of friends were having fun. There were women, wine, and they were having a great time.

He has become rich since his father was entrusted with an important task by the New Delhi Police Commissioner Yushwu.

There are too many people who want to find connections with him and give him money in various ways.

Without him saying anything, these people stuffed money into his hands.

Gadela found that this life was so wonderful. In just a few days, he earned more money than he could have earned in the previous years.

And such good days are still continuing, and the money is rolling in.

"Don't worry, leave it to me. I'll let the police arrest him tomorrow." Gadella hugged a young man next to him and laughed.

This guy introduced himself to a big money sponsor, who immediately gave him a bribe of 30 million.

The purpose was to ask for his help in arresting a member of the Congress Party.

Because they are targeting the other party's property.

That industry is worth at least several billion rupees.

Seeing such a huge wealth, Gadella was of course jealous.

However, he knew that he could only get some kickbacks from it. If he really had to take over those industries, he didn't have the ability to do so.

If you are not careful, you will get stuck.

If you ask for some agency fee, those people won't have any objections and will be happy to give you the money.

But if you compete with them for this piece of fat meat, those guys won't be so easy to talk to.

Although his father has considerable power, there are many people with great backgrounds in New Delhi.

Know when to quit, but don't be too greedy.

There are some things he still can't think too much about or touch.

The commission earned by being a middleman is not much compared to the wealth, but it comes quickly and easily. You don’t have to think about anything, and someone will bring the money to your door.

The risk is not that great.

This is the best choice.

"Thank you, boss." The guy hurriedly thanked.

He acted as a middleman and didn't make as much as Gadra, but he could still get millions of rupees from such an introduction.

It can be said that all the bad friends surrounding Gadela have become rich recently.

"Boss, I heard some bad news." A friend came over and said.

"Don't ruin everyone's good mood here. Everyone is doing well now. How can there be any bad news?" someone said immediately.

Many people around echoed.

They have been a little bit arrogant recently. There is nothing they can do about it. They make money too quickly and think they are very capable. They are arrogant and invincible.

"Tell me, we want to hear both good and bad news." Gadela suppressed everyone's voices.

He is very proud now and doesn't care about the bad news at all.

In his eyes, everything now is good news. Even the so-called bad news will at most make him earn less in benefits, which is no big deal.

Being a boss requires one to have the bearing of a boss. You can’t always listen to what others say, right?
Only by listening to the bad things as well can you show your broad mind.

"I heard that Director Vasayan's position will be transferred." The person just said.

"Haha~~" Gadela couldn't help but laugh when he heard this, "I knew it a long time ago..."

Yushwu Vasayan was always eyeing the post of Director General of Delhi Police, and he knew it well.

Because his father had talked about this matter several times at home.

After all, his father followed Yushu.

It would be of great benefit to him if Youshuwu could become the director of the General Administration.

So Gadela also cares about these things.

Now when he heard this guy say that Yushuwu's position was being transferred, he immediately thought that he must be getting a promotion.

It’s great that this matter has finally been settled.

How is this bad news?

For him, it's obviously a good thing.

"Oh, boss, you know now," the man said. "Chief Vasayan will no longer be the New Delhi Police Commissioner. Well, if that happens... things will get tough for the New Delhi Police."

"It doesn't matter, this is a good thing..." Gadella laughed.

After Yushwu was promoted to Director General of Delhi Police, he would certainly not serve as Director General of New Delhi Police.

In Gadela's opinion, these guys were worried that Yushu would have no one on his side after leaving the New Delhi Police Station.

But these guys don’t think about it. Yushu has been promoted. What is there to worry about?
By then, his father would be the deputy commissioner of the New Delhi Police Department. With the support of Director General Yushwu, his power would be even greater.

The music suddenly became lively, just like Gadra's excitement, and the passion of others also rose. Under the influence of alcohol and women, the atmosphere became even more lively.

"Let's go dance!" Gadela stood up and pulled a woman next to him and walked towards the center of the stage.

He didn't think much about it. After all, Yushu's job transfer was definitely a good thing.

They played until late at night and then Gadela and his group slowly dispersed.

Many people still have the second half, hugging their women and preparing to find a place to have a big fight.

There were two women beside Gadela. He had already booked a room in a nearby luxury hotel and was going to enjoy himself tonight.

His father is at home, so it’s not easy to bring a woman like this back home.

At this time, Gardella's phone rang. He took out his phone with some displeasure. He really didn't want to be disturbed at this time. But when he saw the caller ID, his pupils shrank slightly.

He pushed away the two women who were entangled with him and walked quickly to the side.

The two women were also very perceptive. They knew that the call should be quite important and it would not be appropriate for them to listen to it for too long, so they tactfully did not follow.

"Where are you? Are you hanging out with your friends again?" Mutus' voice came from the other end of the phone.

Gadela could tell that his old man's tone was not very good.

Who provoked him?
"Dad, I just had a few drinks with them..." Gadella said hurriedly.

"Get back here quickly."

Mutus hung up after he finished speaking, without giving Gadela a chance to continue.

Gadela sighed secretly in his heart and looked at the two women not far away. It was really unlucky that he would not be able to enjoy himself tonight.

But you can't waste it, you have already paid for it.

"Come here, you two." Gadela waved to his two friends.

"Brother, what do you want me to do?" The two of them ran over and asked respectfully.

"You two are lucky, see?" Gadela gestured to his two women, "They belong to you tonight."

"Brother, they aren't?" A friend widened his eyes, a little bit incredulous.

This is Gadra's woman, of course, today.

After tonight, Gardella will basically have a new batch.

These women usually just do it for fun.

The man with her is different every day. She goes with whoever pays her.

"I have something to do and have to go back first. Do you want it? If you don't want it, I'll give it to someone else." Gadella said.

"Yes, of course, thank you for the reward, big brother." The two shouted hurriedly.

In fact, they had been coveting these two women for a long time.

However, the expenses of these two women are not low. They can afford it, but they have to grit their teeth and do it.

Normally, they wouldn't look for such a high-priced woman.

After spending one night with a woman like this, they can easily find a dozen or twenty women of slightly lower quality.

So they tend to prefer the latter, which is more cost-effective.

There's nothing they can do. They are short of money and can't compare to how rich Gadella is.

Now that Gadra has given them the two women as a reward, how can they miss such a good opportunity?

"Help me attract business, and I won't treat you unfairly." Gadella patted their shoulders and said with a smile.

"Don't worry, big brother, just watch our performance." The two men patted their chests and promised.

During this period, the two of them have been working very hard to help Gadlal recruit people, that is, to find those financial backers.

Among Gardella's friends, these two are considered to have the best business.

This is their reward.

Gadela returned home quickly. His father had spoken, and he dared not disobey, especially since he could hear that his father was in a bad mood.

If I don't do what he wants, I will probably be beaten or punished.

"Dad, what's wrong with you?" As soon as he came back, Gadela saw that his father was drinking, and he had drunk quite a lot.

His father used to drink, but not a lot.

Then I looked at my father's face, it was so ugly.

Something big must have happened at the police station, and it was obviously not a good thing.

"Director Vasayan's position is gone." Mutus drank the glass of wine in his hand in one gulp.

"I heard about it. It's good news." Gadella smiled.

He was a little confused. Isn't this a good thing?

Could it be that his father was drinking to liven up the atmosphere?
Did I think wrongly?

"Good thing? Bullshit!"

"Dad, being the director of the General Administration is certainly a good thing." Gadella said with a smile.

"Bullshit!" Mutus slammed the cup onto the coffee table in front of him, shattering it. "Chief Vasayan has been removed from his post as Commissioner of the New Delhi Police and retains only the position of Deputy Commissioner General."

"Ah?" Gardella seemed to have come to his senses. "Not a promotion?"

Mutus closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and opened them after a while. He sighed, "Promotion? Not a demotion is good enough. The power of the commander has been greatly reduced. Even the Deputy Director of the General Administration may have to give up some of his former power."

"How could this happen?" Gadela's eyes widened.

How did this situation suddenly take a 180-degree turn?

Didn’t I fall from heaven to hell all of a sudden?
His whole body was cold, and he asked hurriedly: "Dad, what about your position as deputy director?"

Mutus did not respond to Gadela's words.

But Gadra could see everything from his father's expression.

Yushwu has lost his power. Not only did he lose his position as the Commissioner of New Delhi Police, but even his power as Deputy Commissioner General was reduced. How could this happen?
Then how could his father still hold the position of deputy director?
My father’s rank of deputy police inspector will definitely not be promoted, so he naturally has no chance of becoming deputy director.

What makes Gadela even more frightened is that it is now a question whether his father can keep his current position as Minister of Finance.

(End of this chapter)