Zhao Penghui is not a stingy person. He has money, and the leader is now asking him to borrow money. According to Zhao Penghui's temper, he will definitely not refuse. At that time, he said generously on the phone, "You are my leader, you and I
I borrowed the money from Zhao Penghui's face. How much do you want? Just ask and I will transfer it to your bank card now. You don't have to pay it back. It is my duty, Zhao Penghui, to do something to donate money to the provincial government. As a
A people's policeman must serve the country, contribute his strength and money, you are right."
"Okay, he is indeed a good talent who can be developed. He can give you two to three million yuan, as long as he wants to. For your official career, this little money is worth it. The leaders of our province have approved it, and we will give you two million yuan."
Promoted to the third level and directly promoted to deputy director of the Guangyang Municipal Public Security Bureau. Not only are you loyal to the party and worthy of the people, there is no underworld struggle in Guangyang City under your management. When you arrive at the Municipal Public Security Bureau, you take charge
I believe you can handle the matter of cracking down on pornography and illegal activities, and you will not let down the provincial leaders!" The provincial leaders know Zhao Penghui's social status in Guangyang City, and also know his social status in the underworld. He is in Guangyang
The city's underworld happens to be in charge of the prostitution industry. Now the leaders of the provincial department have asked him to manage the pornographic and illegal industries in Guangyang City. For Zhao Penghui, this is like a duck to water.
Zhao Penghui told Lu Xiaobei the good news of his promotion. Lu Xiaobei was very happy and said: "I didn't expect that we could still be promoted without him, Chen Jiaming. Just a few days ago, your kid became a market leader."
Deputy director of the bureau, now your father is under your control." When Lu Xiaobei said this, Zhao Penghui suddenly thought that it was time to go back and see his father. He had made such great achievements in Guangyang City, and he had never told anyone
I haven’t met my father before, but I haven’t talked on the phone either. Now I have won three levels in a row. I should tell my father the good news and let him be happy for me.
"Brother Bei, I want to go back to Lingbei to see my parents. I miss them very much." Zhao Penghui said.
"Okay, go back, bring a bottle of good wine and two good cigarettes. Your family is not short of money, what is short of is your filial piety. Go back in the afternoon. It will take you half an hour to drive there." Lu Xiaobei said.
In the afternoon, Zhao Penghui wore a police uniform and replaced his Mercedes-Benz with the license plate of the Public Security Bureau. He drove his Mercedes-Benz with a Santana police car in front of him. The road was smooth and smooth, and he went directly to his home in Lingbei Town.
When Zhao Penghui entered the house, his father almost didn't recognize him. An energetic young man wearing a police uniform stood in front of him, which made the old policeman in his fifties stand in awe.
It was Zhao Penghui's mother who recognized Zhao Penghui and said, "Penghui, when did you become a policeman? You look better than your father in a police uniform. You are so energetic!"
"I got the police uniform from there. Is this clothes worn by a little bastard like you? Take it off quickly!" When Zhao Penghui's father, who has now retired to the second line of the County Public Security Bureau, saw the police uniform, he thought that he was in the county.
That era was all-powerful, but now, that era is gone forever.
"Dad, Mom, my son is unfilial. He has been out for so long and has never called you or come back to visit you. Now that my son is back, he comes to visit you two!" As he said that, Zhao Penghui knelt down.
Well, Zhao Penghui has gold under his knees. In this life, he will only kneel to his parents and grandparents, and he will never kneel to the seventh person again.
"Son, what are you doing? Get up quickly and go into the house to talk." Zhao Penghui's mother quickly helped Zhao Penghui up, and the family of three walked into the house.
It's still the same courtyard, still the same old house, where Zhao Penghui grew up. The furnishings inside have not changed. Although Zhao Penghui has not had much contact with his family, he has sent money to his family and wants to give his family more.
Improve life and make the family live better, but Zhao Penghui's father has not touched the money. The old couple is not short of money, what is short of is Zhao Penghui's son.
"Penghui, you must have suffered a lot in Guangyang City. Did you get injured in a fight with others again?" Zhao Penghui's mother asked.
"Mom, I did fight before, and I may still fight now, but I am now wearing a police uniform. I am now the deputy director of the Guangyang City Public Security Bureau. Tomorrow, all police stations and police stations in the city will issue a notice."
Zhao Penghui said proudly.
Zhao Penghui's father was stunned, glanced at Zhao Penghui, and said: "You...you really became a policeman..."
"Not only have I become a police officer, I have also been promoted. Now I am the deputy director of the Public Security Bureau of Guangyang City!" Zhao Penghui said.
"Deputy Director of the Public Security Bureau, then you...don't you have a higher official position than your father..." Zhao Penghui's mother said proudly.
"Don't listen to his farts. I don't believe it. How can he be the deputy director with his virtues? If he becomes the deputy director, I can fucking be the director of the Provincial Public Security Department." Zhao Penghui's father said.
"Son, you didn't lie to us. What you said can't be true." Zhao Penghui's mother also didn't believe it. How could her son, who had been naughty and mischievous since childhood, suddenly become the deputy director of the Public Security Bureau?
, this is a bit incredible.
In fact, there are many unbelievable things. In this life, promotion or wealth depends on the plan. All of them are luck. In the past two years, Zhao Penghui has been very lucky. There will be rumors of working in the underworld, and he will rise to the top in the officialdom. This kid relies on
Full of passion and masculinity, he achieved achievements unimaginable by many wealthy elders at a young age.
Zhao Penghui didn't want to explain any more, so he took two bottles of Wuliangye specially supplied by the Public Security Bureau, and two strips of Zhonghua cigarettes specially supplied by the Public Security Bureau, placed them in front of his father, and said, "Dad, you know this.
, if you don’t have a high status in the police station, you can’t buy this special liquor and drink cigarettes. I remember you used to smoke this and this kind of liquor, but now you are relegated to the second line and you have no rights anymore. Buy it.
This kind of thing is becoming more and more difficult, I will buy it for you in the future!"
Zhao Penghui was originally a filial person, but these words made him completely change his taste. It was equivalent to showing off his current achievements in front of his father. Zhao Penghui's father also had a bad temper, and the biggest difference between him and Zhao Penghui was that he
He was still a petty person, so when he heard Zhao Penghui say such words, he completely misinterpreted the meaning and pushed all the cigarettes and Wuliangye to the ground.
However, the Wuliangye glass bottle was very familiar and did not break. It was indeed a special supply from the public security agency.
"Old man, what are you doing? You were angry at your son before when he was a failure. Now that your son has become successful, why are you still losing your temper?" Zhao Penghui's mother said as she picked up the wine and cigarettes from the ground...