The sudden personnel changes made officials at all levels in Jiangbei City panic. They finally saw how powerful Secretary Zheng was. Ma Boren was a direct descendant of Secretary Li and had been appointed as the next secretary of the Political and Legal Affairs Committee. He was appointed to the Standing Committee and concurrently served as deputy mayor.
The matter was demoted to the CPPCC in just one sentence, and the method was so neat.
Just because of a small case, the dignified police chief fell down. Although the secretary-general of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference was not low in rank, the power gap between Qingshui Yamen and the public security chief was too great. This sudden change made Director Ma want to cry.
, I sat in my big office for a long time and refused to leave. There was a lot of cigarette butts in the ashtray in front of me, and the room was filled with smoke.
The cadres promoted by Director Ma were also sad and panicked, and the entire city bureau was enveloped in a gloomy atmosphere.
At the same time, there were cheers and laughter in the courtyard of the Justice Bureau. Comrades were holding a farewell party for Deputy Director Song Jianfeng. Although the Justice Bureau was also a bureau-level unit, it was completely incomparable to a super large unit like the Public Security Bureau. Song Jianfeng went from sitting on the bench to sitting on the bench.
The deputy director of the Justice Bureau was suddenly promoted to the top of the Public Security Bureau, and his political future suddenly became brighter.
Deputy Director Song shook hands with his colleagues in the Justice Bureau and said goodbye. The atmosphere was cordial and warm. The Director held Old Song's hand for a long time and said sincerely: "Old Song, I have wronged you during this time, and we all mourn for you."
It’s unfair, alas, don’t talk about it anymore, just do your best, we are waiting for your three blows.”
Some young comrades in the Justice Bureau also jokingly said: "Director Song, you must come to the Justice Bureau often in the future. This is where you will make your fortune."
People are in high spirits during happy events. Song Jianfeng changed from his usual low-key and peaceful style. He was full of high spirits and looked ten years younger. He waved his hand: "Goodbye, comrades, we will keep in touch in the future."
In fact, everyone knows that Song Jianfeng was originally the executive deputy director of the Public Security Bureau and would be promoted to director sooner or later. His transfer to the Justice Bureau was just the result of an official struggle. The Justice Bureau was not the place where he made his fortune, but a place where he lurked.
Watching Song Jianfeng's Audi drive away, the comrades of the Justice Bureau were still waving to greet him. The old director said silently: "Song Jianfeng will definitely soar into the sky when he leaves."
In the compound of the Public Security Bureau, Song Jianfeng's car was still two blocks away. A notice from the traffic police was received here. A group of people stood at the gate and whispered. These people were all young comrades in the bureau. They were already familiar with Director Song's reputation.
I heard that this new director has long been well-known in the public security system. He is always on the front line when it comes to major cases. He wears a body armor and holds a pistol. This is his most classic image.
Director Song is different from the outgoing Director Ma. He is a cadre transferred from the military. He started from the job and worked his way up step by step. He does not rely on writing to get around, nor does he rely on nepotism. He relies entirely on his true ability to be both wise and courageous.
In recent years, almost all major cases in Jiangbei City have been completed under his personal command. In a special industry like the Public Security Bureau, what could be more worthy of respect than this?
When Director Song's car entered the gate, a large group of police officers gathered around and applauded to welcome him. This was not a ceremony arranged by the organization, but a spontaneous greeting from the masses. Song Jianfeng asked the driver to stop the car, got out of the car, walked among the police officers, and greeted everyone enthusiastically.
shake hands.
A string of firecrackers exploded in the yard. Red confetti flew everywhere, and the atmosphere reached a climax. Director Ma stood in the office on the third floor, opened the curtains and looked at the scene outside, feeling sad.
The handover procedure was very simple. Song Jianfeng had previously served as executive deputy director. He knew everything about the Public Security Bureau, and he was even more knowledgeable than Ma Boren.
Director Ma cordially welcomed his successor into the office, sat on the sofa and said, "Xiao Song, I'm relieved to have you take over. I don't have anything else to give you. This picture is written by Secretary Li."
I’ll leave it to you in my own handwriting.”
Behind Director Ma's big desk, there is a beautifully framed calligraphy work with eight characters: Establish the police for the public and enforce the law for the people. The handwriting is simple and thick, and it is the handwriting of the municipal party committee secretary.
"Thank you, old leader, for the gift. I accepted it." Song Jianfeng was chatting and laughing, and in high spirits. Ma Boren smiled reluctantly and said: "I will wait for the comrades from the Bureau's Discipline Inspection Commission to come later, and I will hand over the economic accounts and make them clean.
Clean, pure and white, you can walk with peace of mind.”
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With Ma Boren gone, Song Jianfeng's work has just begun. Just reshuffling the system will take a lot of effort, but Song Jianfeng is very confident because he has the strong support of Hu Yuejin, member of the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee and Secretary of the Political and Legal Affairs Committee.
Now Hu Yuejin is no longer the ignored secretary. Song Jianfeng is a leading cadre he single-handedly promoted and a political ally. He will naturally obey him. From today on, Jiangbei Municipal Government is once again monolithic.
The Xijiao Club Case had been suppressed with force, but now that Song Jianfeng has taken power, the case has been brought up again and has become the focus of recent work.
With all the witnesses and evidence, and strong support from the leaders, many hidden cases gradually surfaced, from the acquisition of the land for the western suburbs club, to illegal purchases, possession of firearms, control of knives, drugs, shelter and organization of prostitution, and trafficking.
Women and children, rape, illegal detention, intentional injury, obstruction of official duties, one after another, one after another, outrageous!
By retrieving the security camera video of the western suburbs club, we learned that the guests of the club are all high-class people in Jiangbei City and even the province. No one of them is easy to move. The case has reached a deadlock here and will not be carried out again.
Can't go down anymore.
There is also great external pressure. Since Song Jianfeng took office, pressure from all aspects has followed one after another. Being a leader is not something you can do with just a sense of justice. If you are not in your position and do not seek to achieve your goals, you do not know the difficulties of being the leader.
Only then did Song Jianfeng realize that his predecessor actually had some political wisdom. If he had followed his own temperament, he might not have stayed in this position longer than the horse racing team.
There are so many clues. No matter which one of the guests of the Western Suburbs Club is disturbed, it will be an earth-shattering matter. Moreover, they are just Nie Wenfu's guests and have not done anything illegal. Could it be that he shot a shotgun in the mountains?
Is it a crime to take a hot spring bath?
Touching these people with powerful eyes and hands is equivalent to making enemies of the entire privileged class and breaking the underlying rules. Then Song Jianfeng will no longer be able to carry out his work. No matter how high his achievements and honors are, he can't hide from so many revelations.
Guns and arrows.
A leader must know how to advance and retreat, what can be done and what cannot be done. Even Song Jianfeng, a man with strong moral integrity, had to succumb in the face of reality and issued instructions. The case ended here, and the scope of handling was only
Only those who are caught cannot "pull out the carrots and bring out the mud".
However, it was obvious that some mudbags came into the sight of investigators not because of the carrots. Yang Feng, deputy director of the Jiajiang Police Station, was secretly filed by the Second Brigade on suspicion of murder, acting as a protective shield, and torture to extract confessions.
Yang Feng is the son of Director Yang of the Organization Department. He is a standard son, a well-known and capable person within the public security system. If he had a little more responsibility, Director Song would not touch him easily.
But he seems to have gone too far. In recent major cases, he will always be found. What's more, the incident in which Song Jianfeng was demoted was personally handled by his father. An excellent public security officer almost lost his political position.
If he continues to swallow his bad breath about his future and the career for which he has devoted countless efforts, then Song Jianfeng will no longer be Song Jianfeng, but will become an out-and-out politician.
Since Yang Feng has many eyes and ears in the system and has certain counter-reconnaissance capabilities, they secretly opened the case for investigation. No more than five people knew about the matter. The task force was led by Song Jianfeng himself, and the specific work was handled by the Second Brigade.
After Song Jianfeng took office, he carried out drastic personnel reorganization. The director of the detention center was dismissed. Political Commissar Li of the Jiang'an Branch, Li Zhiteng's uncle, was transferred to the municipal bureau as the chairman of the labor union. Leadership positions in some important departments were also changed.
When the provincial inspection team came last time, Yang Feng was temporarily dismissed from his position as deputy director. Now that the inspection team has left, the municipal bureau has not reinstated him. These days, he is enjoying his leisure time, drinking and playing cards with some friends all day long.
, Fafalao or something like that.
In the Starlight Bar, a group of young people were sitting at a round table drinking foreign wine. They all looked down upon the new Director Song when they talked about it. Li Zhiteng even cursed: "Oh no, I can't go back at all now, even
My uncle has been demoted to the labor union, and the guy named Song is really ruthless."
"Mao! I'm just wearing a police uniform. I'm tired of it and it's crooked." Yang Feng said disdainfully. He has a good father. He originally joined the Public Security Bureau just to gain prestige. He has had enough fun over the years. Last night he went to the police station.
Dad also said that if it doesn't work, he should be transferred out of the public security system, and he won't be angry anymore. There are so many good units in the city, and his son can choose at will. If he really doesn't want to work, there are other ways to open a company or something, it's not like playing.
"Yang Zi, you have a strong foundation. People named Song don't dare to touch you. We are in dire straits. In the morning, the company leader called me and said that if I don't go to work, I will be removed from the job. I guess, when my uncle was a political commissar, he borrowed
He doesn't even dare to talk to me like that." Li Zhiteng said with full of grievance.
"Don't worry, I still have some funds on hand. Let's open a bathing center together. It's not faster than working as a policeman." Yang Feng said.
"Yang Zi, the brothers are all counting on you."
"Okay, let's go one brother." Yang Feng raised the Chivas Regal in his hand, and several wine glasses touched together.
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After walking out of the bar, the cool air made Yang Feng's alcohol-scorched mind sober. He got into his newly bought Wrangler Jeep. When he started the hot car, he glanced at the rearview mirror inadvertently and found that there was a car parked on the roadside in the distance.
It was a Santana with civilian license plates, and two men inside were holding magazines to cover their faces.
Who would sit in a car and read a magazine on such a cold day? A cloud of doubt came to mind, but Yang Feng drove away anyway, while carefully observing the rearview mirror. Sure enough, the Santana also started, unhurriedly.
Follow behind.
Not far after driving out, a traffic patrol police post appeared in front of me. The red and blue police lights were shining in the night. The traffic policeman wearing a reflective vest waved a sign to signal the vehicle to pull over.
Yang Feng stopped the car slowly, rolled down the window and shouted at the little traffic policeman who came over: "Are you going to check it too?"
Little traffic policeman Li Shangting gave a serious salute and said: "Please show your driver's license and get out of the car to undergo an alcohol test."
Yang Feng was so angry that he opened the door and got out of the car and shouted: "Don't you know me? I'm Yang Feng, from Jiajiang Institute."
"I'm sorry, even the city bureau has to check." The little traffic policeman looked like he didn't recognize his relatives.