At noon, the warm sunshine hangs in the sky, bringing peace and tranquility that is rare in Zhongshan.
As the New Year is approaching, Zeng Hongdun is about to retreat to the second line. Compared with previous years, there are many fewer people coming to him to pay New Year greetings. Except for the few apprentices he brought out who each brought some cigarettes and alcohol, basically
There are only a few people left.
But in contrast, he himself does not have to worry about which director to go to today, which director to go to tomorrow, or what kind of gift to give. It is true that he has no official and is light, and he is also happy to be free.
But there was still one uneasy disciple left, and he still had to worry about it.
"Chen Shu, are you going to wear these clothes to Director Zhang's house? Can you show the leader the respect he deserves?"
Zeng Hong pointed at Chen Shu's navy blue police pants, blowing his beard and staring, extremely angry.
Chen Shu scratched his head, obediently returned to the office next door, and changed out of his versatile police pants and black leather shoes. According to the saying in the higher education park when he was studying in college, this was a classic police uniform; when it came to local grassroots units, it was
Classic casual wear.
In a few clicks, a pair of Fila's common black pants were paired with a pair of Li-Ning's latest fashion sneakers - Wu Dao, and a pair of North Face black and white jackets were put on on the upper body, and a spirited young man could be seen.
However, when changing his shirt, Chen Shu inadvertently felt the appearance of a little belly. While lamenting the irregular diet and rest schedule at the grassroots level, he felt that he had to take advantage of the less busy work during the New Year, so he had to put in some effective food.
Body shape management is on the agenda.
He folded the police pants and put them in the cabinet. Suddenly he realized that after working at the grassroots level for a long time, his awareness of his own image was much worse. For example, when he went out, he simply changed his shirt without thinking about dressing up in a sophisticated or tasteful way.
dress up.
According to Zhu Chaoran's blunt statement, as long as the duty uniforms he wears every day are non-reflective, he is the most handsome boy in the whole place!
Thinking of the fat man, the corners of Chen Shu's mouth turned up unconsciously, and he felt even more pleased. In the past year, he had treated Zhu Chaoran as his younger brother. His work ability and his way of dealing with others had also made great progress. After a year, he would follow the teachings he had taught
According to the statement, after he was transferred from the Zhongshan Police Station, Zhu Chaoran should be able to take charge of the station on his own.
He changed his clothes again and stood in front of Zeng Hong. Zeng Hong patted Chen Shu on the shoulder and nodded with satisfaction: "Young people, you should dress up more and don't look like an old man all day long. People who don't know
I thought your workplace was abusing people."
Thinking about the fact that he received more than 30 police reports yesterday and had two drunken fights in the middle of the night, Chen Shu almost nodded in agreement.
This place is really cruel.
Zeng Hong went in front, and Chen Shu followed behind with cigarettes and alcohol. They got into the station's black Santana and went straight to the home of Zhang Xuming, the executive deputy director of the Zhengming District Public Security Bureau.
The head of the branch is a senior deputy, the only yellow bureau officer wearing a white shirt in the bureau. Although he has the highest rank and the highest administrative position, he has to leave every three years, so in terms of actual strength, he is still far inferior to taking root in the bureau.
Zhang Xuming who has been like this for decades.
Not to mention other things, the number of policemen who have been promoted by him over the years is quite a lot. According to the gossip that the people below are not allowed to appear on the stage, the branch team is divided into two teams, one team is the Zhang Bureau, and the other team is
It's something else.
The power is too small and can only be summarized as Others.
This is the principle behind the iron-clad camp and deputies, and the smooth-flowing officers and soldiers.
Although Zhang Xuming was a big shot who could shock people by stomping his feet in Zhengming District, Chen Shu was both impressed and surprised by where he lived.
The community is not old, but it is not new either. The property management is quite serious, and the streets in the community are full of birdsong and flowers, and the roads are clean. However, no matter how much you praise it, this is just a satisfactory community for demolition households.
I feel that he is not worthy of Zhang Xuming’s status.
Chen Shu said nothing and followed Zeng Hong silently all the way.
Perhaps because he knew that he didn't have much time to work with Chen Shu, Zeng Hong talked a lot more than before.
Chen Shu lowered his head and responded respectfully.
When they arrived at Zhang Xuming's home, it was his wife who opened the door, but Zhang Xuming also stood behind to greet her.
After entering the door, two pairs of clean slippers were piled neatly beside the door.
Zeng Hong mentioned on the way here that Mr. Zhang’s wife, whose surname is Ma, is a high school teacher with a gentle personality and good knowledge.
Chen Shu put the cigarettes and wine beside the door and followed Zeng Hong and Zhang Xuming into the house.
Zhang Xuming smiled sweetly: "You guys, you're just here, why are you bringing so many things?"
Director Zhang's home is not as big as his official's. The corner from the living room to the kitchen is only two or three meters. There are only two or three bedrooms inside, and there is probably a study room as well.
At this time, Zhang Xuming led the two of them to sit on the sofa in the living room: "Old Zeng, Xiao Shu, come and sit."
Teacher Ma walked over with a smile, carrying a tray with three cups of tea, and placed the teacups on the coffee table one by one. He nodded to Zeng Hong and others as a greeting, and then went to the kitchen with a clinking sound.
, he should be cleaning the lunch dishes.
He was used to seeing Zhang Xuming take the lead in meetings in the bureau, but Chen Shu was a little unaccustomed to how amiable he was at this moment, and had to sit down halfway on the sofa before he could sit down.
Zhang Xuming and Zeng Hong were from the same batch of military officers who retired and transferred to local areas. However, Zhang Xuming is younger, so he can still work as the executive deputy bureau for a few more years; Zeng Hong is older and his position is not particularly high.
So after the year, as usual, we have to step back to the second line.
However, it was the Chinese New Year, so the two of them didn’t talk about work matters. They mostly talked about interesting things about their early years in the army. Chen Shu sat next to him and accompanied him quietly with his eyes, nose, nose, and heart. According to Zeng Hong’s previous
As a reminder, if the leader doesn't speak, don't talk to him, just straighten your back and sit down.
Showing his face in front of the big boss is his main task today.
While the two old comrades were chatting, Chen Shu took a few sips from the tea cup. After taking a sip, he suddenly felt that the white tea that Zeng Hong had collected earlier was really worth it in front of the tea that was casually brought out to entertain guests at Zhang Bureau's house.
Not even a little bit different.
Even someone like Chen Shu, who doesn't know much about tea, can tell how big the gap between the two is.
While drinking tea and chatting, half an hour passed in a blink of an eye. While Teacher Ma came from the kitchen to refill tea for several people, Zeng Hong took the initiative to say goodbye.
Zhang Xuming stood up and sent the two of them out. When he reached the door, he finally turned to Chen Shu and encouraged him:
"Xiao Shu, after the Chinese New Year, work hard."
On the way back, Zeng Hong sat in the car in unusual silence.
He took a puff of cigarette and said in a deep voice: "Do you know why I brought you to Director Zhang's house today?"
Chen Shu nodded, everyone knows how to pay respects to the wharf, and those who get promoted and make money are not shabby either.
From a personal point of view, he is actually quite disgusted with this kind of siding, but he is mainly concerned about Zeng Hong's concerns as an elder. Now he is about to retreat to the second line, so today this matter will be left to him. He can't feel cold when it comes to it.
Master's heart.
Zeng Hong threw the burned cigarette butt out of the window, rolled up the car window, frowned like a teacher, pointed out the right path to the students he valued, and said seriously:
"After the New Year, you will be transferred to the SWAT team. You must achieve something!"