Li Jianguo and Yang Jun stayed in the office to talk for more than half an hour, and then went out to call Yi Zhonghai's family members.
The aunt has been blocking the door of the police station with a money box for the past two days. After a while, the comrade came with the aunt.
Also coming with Auntie is Qin Huairu.
Yang Jun and Auntia met, and Li Jianguo explained the situation. With the letter of understanding issued by Yang Jun, the police station decided to give Yi Zhonghai a lighter punishment.
"You have no objection to returning the stolen bicycle to the owner and paying the owner an additional five hundred yuan, right? Mr. Yi Wang."
Li Jianguo unified the opinions of both parties and then tilted his head and said to Aunt Ma.
The eldest mother quickly shook her head and said, "I have no objection. I am willing to compensate Jun Zi."
Li Jianguo asked Yang Jun again: "Comrade Yang Jun, do you agree with this handling opinion?"
Yang Jun said: "I agree with this handling opinion."
"Okay, now that you two have reached a settlement, please sign the settlement letter."
Li Jianguo handed them the settlement document and motioned for them to sign it.
Yang Jun did not hesitate and directly signed his name on it. The aunt looked at Yang Jun, then took out the personal seal of the first uncle Yi Zhonghai, stamped the seal on the settlement letter, and then pressed her fingerprint.
After signing, the aunt immediately counted out 500 yuan from the box and handed it to Yang Jun.
"Junzi, this time our family is sorry for you, Lao Yi. You, sir, ignored the past grudges and even issued a letter of understanding. Thank you, Auntie."
The aunt bowed to Yang Jun with tears in her eyes, and then kept saying thank you.
"Auntie, you're welcome. We all live in the same courtyard. We can't see each other when we look up. The mountains are high and the rivers are long. We'll still have to deal with each other in the future."
Yang Jun did not put his hatred for Yi Zhonghai on his face. After all, he was the fourth uncle in the courtyard and a cadre of the steel rolling mill. Naturally, he would not let others take credit for his words and deeds.
Everyone knows how to talk about scenes, and I, Yang Jun, am especially good at it.
Qin Huairu: "Brother Junzi, you are right as the prime minister is capable of running a boat. We all live in the same courtyard, so if you can help, I would like to thank you here."
Yang Jun: "Sister-in-law Jia, you are too polite. This is what I should do."
While they were talking, there was a noise in the yard, which sounded like the sound of a jeep.
Li Jianguo, who was standing aside, walked to the window, glanced outside, then turned back and winked secretly at Yang Jun.
Seeing this, Yang Jun knew that the time had come, so he prepared to go back on the pretext that there was something going on in the factory.
After coming down from upstairs, I saw two more jeeps in the courtyard of the police station. Five or six people got out of the vehicles, one of whom Yang Jun knew.
Yang Jun nodded to the man without leaving a trace, then got in the car and drove the Willys Jeep out of the police station.
Not long after Yang Jun left, he saw the uncle coming out accompanied by his aunt and Qin Huairu.
After not seeing each other for two days, the elder had lost a lot of weight, his eye sockets were sunken, his cheekbones were protruding, there was faint redness and swelling on his body, and he was limping when he walked.
Looking at it like this, I must have suffered a lot inside.
Auntie and Qin Huairu supported him on the left and right.
The eldest mother looked distressed and said: "Lao Yi, why are you so thin? When you get home, I will stew pork ribs for you to replenish your body."
Qin Huairu echoed from the side: "Yes, Mr. Yi, you don't know that in the past few days when you were away, Banggeng, Xiaodang Huaihua and the others were always talking about you, asking where Grandpa Yi went and how well he was doing.
OK."
"How about this? When we get back, I'll ask Bangge and the others to bring a bottle of wine to see you."
When the uncle heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched and he looked at Qin Huairu speechlessly.
BangGeng, are you missing me? I'm afraid you want to rub the ribs.
"Huai Ru, you are so thoughtful. Thank you for accompanying your aunt around these two days. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to come out so early."
Qin Huairu: "Look what you said, sir, why are you so polite to me? We all live in the same courtyard..."
Before Qin Huairu finished speaking, the three of them looked up and found Director Wang from the subdistrict office and five or six people standing in front of them.
"Comrade Yi Zhonghai, since you stole bicycles and brought discredit to our street office, we have unanimously decided to impose the following punishment on you, Yi Zhonghai."
Wang Xuemei, director of the sub-district office, did not waste any time and directly stated the result of the punishment imposed on Yi Zhonghai by the sub-district office.
"You will be exempted from your status as the grand master of the courtyard. At the same time, you must go to the street office to receive training from 6 to 9 pm every night for one month. In addition, you will clean all the public toilets in our street for half a year."
Wang Xuemei looked at the seemingly loyal Yi Zhonghai in front of her with unspeakable disgust. She only blamed herself for being blind for choosing such a person to be her boss.
"Comrade Yi Zhonghai, what do you think of the results of the street office's handling?"
The moment Yi Zhonghai met Wang Xuemei, he felt that something was wrong. Based on his relationship with Yang Jun, he did not believe that Yang Jun would let him go so easily.
Just now he was doubting how he could be released so easily. The moment he saw Wang Xuemei, he understood.
When the aunt saw this, she immediately became anxious.
"Director Wang, Junzi has issued a letter of understanding and will no longer pursue my family, Lao Yi..."
Wang Xuemei didn't wait for the eldest mother to finish speaking, then waved her hand to interrupt her.
"Ms. Yi Wang, please understand that just because the police station does not pursue Yi Zhonghai's fault, it does not mean that our street office will not pursue it. Bicycle theft is an extremely egregious incident that will have a great negative impact on our street office.
You said...can our street office not pursue the case?"
After Wang Xuemei finished speaking, the eldest mother fell silent.
Yes, stealing a bicycle is enough to hide behind a fence. If the police station does not hold him accountable, it does not mean that the street office will let Lao Yi go.
Seeing this, Qin Huairu also hurriedly defended Yi Zhonghai: "Director Wang,...Uncle Yi has to go to work during the day and go to the street office to study at night. How can he have time to clean public toilets? You see..."
Wang Xuemei interrupted her and said: "We have considered these things. Our street office and the steel rolling mill have negotiated. Yi Zhonghai will go to work at the steel rolling mill in the morning, clean all the public toilets on the street in the afternoon, and study in the evening. There will be no conflict in time."
Qin Huairu: "..."
Aunt: "..."
The first uncle: "..."
The three of them looked at each other, and all the reasons they could think of were clearly arranged.
Yi Zhonghai closed his eyes, crying and feeling unspeakable regret.
If I had known today why I would have done so in the beginning.
If he had known that he would end up like this today, he should not have been greedy for Yang Jun's bicycle, let alone his attitude towards the Yang family.
What's the use of regret now?
I'm afraid what Yi Zhonghai didn't expect was that he didn't know the punishment imposed on him by the steel rolling mill.
Demoted to use, enjoy the treatment of a first-level worker and do the work of an eighth-level worker.
When Wang Xuemei saw Yi Zhonghai closing his eyes, as if accepting his fate, she didn't waste any time and winked at the person she brought behind her.
I saw one person take out a thumb-thick hemp rope from the jeep, and several people immediately gathered around him.
Then, another person took out a piece,
This kind of brand is about 1.5 centimeters thick and weighs about 8-10 kilograms. A thin rope is tied to the iron plate. This kind of rope tightens the meat and can wear it to the bone over time.
Wang Xuemei waved her hand and got directly into a jeep.
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