While Director Zhang was talking, he raised his hand and pointed at Liu Haizhong who was sitting on the sofa in the room.
The police comrade peeked into the room, stepped back and stood next to the door frame, just in Liu Haizhong's blind spot. The voice in his mouth was also lowered by a few decibels.
"A child sent a report letter to our institute before. The charges were clearly stated, but the contents were half-truths and half-falsehoods. So far, Yan Bugui has pleaded guilty to the crime of speculation and sabotage. The amount involved in the case has increased.
The fine at the end is roughly estimated to be about 150 yuan."
"What's the attitude on the other side of the street?"
"The other side of the street has no objection, let us watch and deal with it."
"What does it mean in his unit?"
"Yan Bugui is a math teacher at Hongxing Primary School. The school's policy is to punish severely without mercy. There will be no protection, no tolerance, and no mercy."
"What do you mean by mass relations?"
"Yan Bugui's eldest son is 19 years old and has no formal job. We also visited the neighbors in Yan Bugui's yard, and everyone's evaluation of Yan Bugui was not very good.
It is said that he likes to stare at the food on other people's plates, and his behavior is average. He probably has no special relationship. It is pure luck that Yan Bugui became the liaison officer. The first and second uncles in the courtyard are both factory workers.
As a senior worker here, the sub-district office cannot allow this courtyard house to be the talking point of the steel rolling mill. We have no choice but to choose him, a teacher, as the liaison officer. After all, it sounds nicer to say."
"I understand, go and do your work."
"There is another situation that I need to report to you."
"explain."
"Yan Bugui's lover brought his children to the institute several times yesterday. Later, he brought a senior worker from the steel rolling mill to inquire about the situation and asked us to turn him back. You were busy attending meetings and studying yesterday.
, we don’t dare to make up our minds.
This morning when Xiao Shen and I were changing shifts, I overheard the doorman talking a bit, saying that last night a fat man carrying cigarettes and alcohol came into the office looking for someone to do something. The doorman scolded him away, I guess.
It should be the person in the room. His height and body shape are similar to those described by the doorman."
"Well, is there anything else? I finished it in one breath."
"The doorman also said that the fat man initially found Master Sun from the fire house, but there was some trouble at Master Sun's family, and he was taken away for education by the Women's Federation yesterday.
There is another situation. Yesterday, the Tianqiao Police Station asked us to pick up someone, who is also a resident of Yanbu Guita Courtyard. His name is Zhou Wenzhong, 16 years old this year. He was cheating on the street in Tianqiao and was hit by a passerby. "
"Did you spit?"
"Speaking of this, it's even more interesting. This kid was hung on the wall by Da Liu and the others in the Tianqiao Police Station for six hours, and he didn't do anything."
"Is it so hard?"
"After Xiao Shen brought the person back yesterday, he found out just by asking casually. They didn't hide the fraud at all. But they didn't say a word about other things. I heard Xiao Shen meant to take advantage of the situation.
With the truck coming today or tomorrow, we will take him and Yanbu Guidu directly to the Qinghe Labor Camp. The tags have been prepared and are being thrown in the house."
"What do you mean by family members?"
"Haha! For a harsher and faster sentence, it would be best to drag the boy Zhou Wenzhong to target shooting. If not, he will be imprisoned in a farm to die."
"My dear, you are so cruel. What else has this kid done that is so harmful to God?"
"That's not true. When we visited, we heard that the neighbors spoke well of him. He is quite sensible at a young age. He always smiles when he meets others and doesn't speak when he doesn't smile."
"If you are sensible, would you still break the law?"
"I don't know about that."
"Does this guy have an employer?"
"The guy who fought against Dabao at the Erliang Station had just received his salary two days before the crime. The Tianqiao Police Station and Xiao Shen didn't find anything on him. I guess all the money was spent."
"Did someone give him a quilt?"
"His father said he wanted a quilt! If we had to take off his cotton-padded jacket, he would be the first to come over and help. If he was taken directly to target practice, they would not give us a mat or bury him, so we could do whatever we wanted.
"
"That's a very serious thing to say, I know."
"Did Yan Bugui's family send meal tickets?"
"Not yet. Xiao Shen said yesterday that the truck should arrive in the next two days. If we accept the meal tickets sent by Yanbu Gui's family, the family members may come to the institute to cause trouble. We can't make up our mind either."
"I see."
"Hey, call me if you need anything."
Director Zhang waved his hand and dismissed him, closed the door behind him, walked to his desk and sat down, took out a cigarette and threw it to Liu Haizhong, then took out a match and lit it himself.
"Master Liu, I will never say anything false. We have never mentioned Yan Bugui's case to anyone. You need to keep this confidential."
"Eh."
Liu Haizhong stood up from his chair excitedly and made various guarantees again and again.
"Sit down first, don't be so excited."
"Okay. Just tell me, I'm listening."
"How do you say this? For your sake, I will tell you clearly. If someone else comes to talk to me, I will kick him out directly."
"Thank you, Deputy Director Zhang, for your trust."
"Hmm~"
Director Zhang stood up and closed the curtains, opened the door, looked around, and locked the door behind him.
Liu Haizhong felt energetic when he saw this posture. How much trust does this have in him? The day when he will suppress Yi Zhonghai in the courtyard is not far away! It's just around the corner!
"Master Liu, let's put it this way, um... there are some things I really can't say. Otherwise it would be a violation of discipline. Let me give you an analogy. I heard that you are a senior worker in the steel rolling mill."
"Yes, I'm from the machine tool shop."
"I also have a certain understanding of factories. A workshop is organized by many types of work. For example, there are fitters, welders, technicians, forgers and lathes."
"Yes, some workshops also have mold casting workers, just like a machine factory has a motor workshop, and there are also many electricians in it."
"Yeah, but no matter how many types of work there are in the workshop, they all belong to the same workshop, right?"
"That's right!"
Director Zhang raised his eyebrows and smiled: "So you should understand, right?"
Liu Haizhong scratched his eyebrows to express that he didn't understand.
"Master Liu, it will be boring to talk any more."
"Deputy Director Zhang, our factory's quota for this year is already full, and the number of temporary workers has long been overstaffed. Don't talk about me, even our workshop director can't arrange for people to come in. Unless they are high-level workers or
Special talents such as technicians. If it is an engineer, there is no need to say anything, I can directly take him to see the factory director or the factory party committee secretary."
Deputy Director Zhang took a deep breath from his cigarette and drank some water to suppress the fire in his chest.
"Master Liu, I'm not interested in what's going on in your steel rolling mill. It's like a senior fitter can't take care of an electrician, right?"
Liu Haizhong was okay after hearing this? You have already touched my field of work. Maybe he was eager to prove himself, or maybe he wanted to let Director Zhang know that he also had a brain. He wanted to make a different voice immediately.
"That's not necessarily the case. There are some work-for-service positions in the factory. They are reserved for senior workers. As long as they take a management position, they can manage other types of work. Even if they can't manage it, they can definitely assemble it.
A temporary assault team brings together people from all types of work. They are all directly managed by him."
"Hahahaha..."
Deputy Director Zhang laughed angrily at Liu Haizhong's words and nodded without changing his expression.
"I'm going to a meeting soon, and I can't keep talking to you like this. The nature of our work is completely different. You work in the metallurgical system, and I work in the public security system. Everyone is busy doing their own work, and you are in control in the factory.
As a machine, I hold a gun to catch criminals in my unit.
But! Our goals are all the same, to create our own value and to serve the people. I have finished my words, you can go back."
Liu Haizhong stood up from his chair with doubts, his lips tightened and he said nothing. When Director Zhang saw him like this, he knew that the person in front of him was a fool, and others would tell the truth. Then I will give you one last chance.
If you really don't understand, just get out of here.
He immediately opened the drawer, took out the holster and bullets, and pressed bullets into the magazine one by one.
"Master Liu, please go back first. I'm going out soon. We'll see you later. Every day is full of things. I'm either catching prisoners or doing training missions with the militia. It's hard to live during the Chinese New Year. There are missions everywhere.
.”
Liu Haizhong unlocked the door and walked out. His mind was like a cassette tape, thinking over and over again what Director Zhang just said.
It is not a system, the common goal is to use guns to carry out training missions and catch criminals...
"Zhang Suo, are you leaving right after you arrived?"
"Isn't that right? After locking up two prisoners, we need to send them out immediately. I don't want to drag these two little tails into the next year. Is there any notice from the higher-ups?"
The concierge picked up a pile of letters, looked at them and replied: "I didn't receive a notice. It should be the same as in previous years, trucks will come on New Year's Eve. This has been an old tradition for many years."
"Okay, here are the records of those two people. If someone comes to escort them, you can give them the records directly. I have written down the suggestions for these two people in our institute in this book. They will consider it based on this.
They were all sent to Qinghe Labor Camp.
There is a case in Dashilar and I have to go there. You have been working hard these days, and the office has insufficient funds to issue anything this year. As long as conditions permit, I will be the first to make up for it. Yes.
What’s ours is yours. Let’s go~”
"Slow down, it's cold and the roads are slippery. By the way, Director Zhang, there was a fat man looking for you last night carrying something."
"If there is another person like this, kick him out! If he dares not to leave, just shoot two shots in the sky. People like them just want me to make mistakes! Let's go, let's go."
"I remember, please take your time."
Director Zhang lifted his legs and straddled the bicycle, stepped on the pedals and smiled and nodded to the concierge.