Chu Heng drove the car and stopped in front of the Grain Management Office. Looking at the two doors in front of him that he had not seen for many days, he couldn't help but feel nostalgic, feeling a bit like a wanderer returning home.
Although he has not worked for a few days since he took office...
But it is our own territory after all.
Innately friendly!
The guard, Uncle Zhang, who was squatting at the door playing chess with someone, heard the sound of the engine and subconsciously looked back. Seeing that it was Chu Heng who was back, he quickly dropped the chess pieces and got up, limping over.
"Ouch! Chu Suo! Are you finished on the other end?"
Chu Heng, who had never had any airs, got out of the car happily, took out a cigarette and threw it to the old man. He chatted beside the car: "Hey, it's early. I don't have anything to do this afternoon, so I just wanted to come over and take a look."
Look."
The old man held the cigarette and stuffed it into his mouth, and gave a thumbs up with a smile: "Hey, it has to be our Chu Suo. When we are performing tasks outside, we still don't forget about this mess in the unit. Zhener Zhener is the pillar of the country. He can be called
What a role model."
Tsk!
This old comrade speaks very nicely!
"You praise me! What kind of role model am I? We are just a brick for the people. Wherever it is needed, it has to be you. Logically speaking, you have already retired from illness, but you have not forgotten to contribute to the people. It can be said that spring silkworms have arrived.
The thread of death will be exhausted."
Chu Heng straightened up with a relieved look on his face, and suddenly felt that he was a good person.
Listen to them all!
This is the praise of the people!
Ouch!
The leader also needs to speak nicely.
This little mouth is covered with honey!
Just to earn more money, Uncle Zhang, who had been working at work and refused to retire from illness, suddenly felt noble. His waist was no longer sore, and his legs were no longer hurting.
I have to send two kilograms of screws back.
So, after having a happy chat, the two people stood at the door and exchanged business blows, praising each other as if they were in heaven and on earth, and they themselves felt quite comfortable.
Just as they were chatting happily, two comrades from the police suddenly came to the door on bicycles. One was over forty years old and had an upright face, and the other was a man in his twenties and was elegant.
The former is Qi Yong, the police station chief in this neighborhood, and the latter is police officer Mi Xiaojun.
As an old man in the institute, Uncle Zhang was quite familiar with the people in various units on the street. When he saw them coming, he smiled, raised his hand, and greeted them in a tone that was neither cold nor enthusiastic: "Hey, that's not all right.
So, what kind of wind brought you here?"
Although he is just an ordinary employee of the Grain Management Station, the other party is the leader of the police station.
But who made us the grain boss?
A small director is not worth bending his knee!
If I can give you a smile, that’s all because of you. I’m in a good mood!
"Uncle Zhang!"
Qi Yong naturally knew this. When he got out of the car, he did not dare to act like a leader. He politely handed over the cigarette and said with a smile: "I'm here to give Cen Hao a certificate of commendation. By the way, I also want to talk to him.
Let’s talk to the leader of your unit.”
"Are you also giving out awards? Hey, this guy Cen Hao is really successful. In just a few days, he has collected three copies!" Uncle Zhang bared his teeth in joy when he heard this, and then the old man looked at Qi Yong sideways.
, with a very determined look, said: "Qi Suo, if I guess correctly, you came to our leader and you probably wanted to transfer Cen Hao to your place, right?"
"You are right." Qi Yong smiled and nodded, and said in a very appreciative tone: "It would be a pity for an elite soldier like Cen Hao to be placed in your food management office. Only when he is here can he show his full potential.
His greatest ability!"
Chu Heng, who was standing aside, was confused when he heard this, and interjected doubtfully: "No, what's wrong with this boy Cen Hao? What happened?"
Qi Yong had never seen him, but he had heard the name of Deputy Director Chu. As soon as he saw this man in front of him, he had red lips, white teeth, and a face as beautiful as a crown jewel. He was also wearing a four-pocket cadre uniform, and he guessed who it was.
He hurriedly stretched out his hand and said enthusiastically: "Hey, you are Chu Suo, right? Hello, hello, I am Qi Yong, the police station chief on the street. I have heard about you for a long time, but I have never seen you. I have admired you for a long time!
"
"Director Qi, hello, hello." Chu Heng also squeezed out a commercial fake smile on his face, shook his hand vigorously, and then asked again: "What, Director Qi, what is this boy Cen Hao doing?"
What's the matter? Is this a reward and a favor for you?"
Uncle Zhang boasted that he was close to Chu Suo and could be regarded as half of his own. Seeing the opportunity, he proudly interjected: "We at Chu Suo and Cen Hao are good brothers. If you want to transfer someone away, without his consent, no one will do it."
You can’t take people away!”
Even the director doesn’t work well...
This is another layer of meaning in the old man's words.
However, this cannot be said openly, it must be covered with a curtain.
Even if everyone can tell that the shape under this layer of cloth is a steamed bun or a clock, as long as this layer of cloth is not uncovered, it can only remain at the guessing stage.
"Don't talk nonsense, as if I am someone else."
Chu Heng was speechless for a while. Why are you bringing this up, old man? Are you not trying to give me eye drops?
If Ma Hong hears this, he must not... must not...
Huh?
It seems like he can’t do anything to me!
Chu Heng suddenly woke up. It seemed, seemed, probably, that I was pretty awesome!
Qi Yong on the other side immediately became more enthusiastic after hearing what the old man said. He quickly handed over the cigarette and said with a smile: "Let me tell you, Director Chu and Comrade Cen Hao have done a lot of heroic deeds in recent times."
Ah, in just a few days, he and his colleagues arrested a total of eighteen criminals, including old gangsters who had been absconding for many years, which is really satisfying!"
"Arrest?!" Chu Heng looked strange after hearing this.
He already guessed what was going on.
The gangsters captured by Cen Hao were probably the same old guys that Du San said secretly returned to Beijing and wanted to make a comeback.
only……
When did you, a guy who only knows how to stab people with a knife, learn this trick?
Arresting people under the guise of eliminating harm for the people, not only achieved merit, but also got things done. Killing two birds with one stone, one woman and two... Well, he is very smart anyway!
It seems that reading this book was not in vain!
Teacher Chu was very pleased.
"Brother Cen is amazing!"
At this time, Mi Xiaojun, who had been making soy sauce for a long time next to him, continued to say with admiration as if he was talking about an idol: "Among the old gangsters he captured, there was one named Mushroom Head. He was a very ferocious character. Not only had he practiced
He is very ruthless and ruthless, and almost every one of his subordinates has taken several lives!"
"When Brother Cen captured them, he went there alone. There were five or six people across from him, and they all had guys in their hands, but he killed two of them on the spot and maimed three of them. The one with the mushroom head was the worst, and all the mushrooms were gone.
Kicked to pieces!"
Hearing this, Chu Heng subconsciously closed his legs, pinched his own XXXL King Oyster Mushroom, and then nodded with a smile: "That's right, this kid didn't embarrass me! He deserves to be said to be brave and unparalleled!"
"So!"
Qi Yong said with regret: "It is a pity for a warrior like him to be placed in the security department of your grain management office. If he were in our place, with his skill and courage, he would be able to climb to the top in just a few years."
