There are five campuses of Jingzhao Public Service University, and officers and soldiers are stationed. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Everywhere passers-by pass, there are big notices of the school. Local students happily went home, and graduated and non-graduated out-of-town students received money or diplomas and began to go home.

When a person moves out of each dormitory, officers and soldiers immediately come to the door, and once it is determined that there are no more students in the house. Immediately throw out all the things except the furniture that is fixed in the school and put a seal.

This shows why there are so many people in Jingzhao Public Relations University. The number of people living in student dormitories has reached 10,000.

Most of them are students who have already graduated, lingering in Beijing, with the help of fellow villagers, classmates borrowed various relationships, and the school is very suitable for the needs of these young people who go out into the world alone because of the cheap and safe canteen dishes. Years of accumulation of shortcomings, accumulated to this point. Among them, there is a good cycle because managers can charge fees and use their rights to hire more people to work.

The only one who suffers is the imperial court, which keeps investing resources and can't always meet the demand.

The first to be cleared was the Nancheng campus. There are the most dormitories here.

In order to resist the relocation, some people hid and scattered a few silver dollars on their beds, leaving a note and personal belongings! Some people lay in bed and could not get up.

It didn't work, the person was wrapped in a quilt and thrown out. The silver dollar is naturally a meat bun to beat a dog.

Those who wanted to do it were beaten to the point that their heads were bleeding.

Many people began to take the initiative to move out, and the cafeteria was full of people who refunded their meal fees.

Cries of despair filled the campus.

Rents in the southern and outer cities skyrocketed.

Qin Yue took Mao Xiaotian and his subordinates in civilian clothes to watch the situation. Chen Pingshao took his younger brother Pingle to the West Campus to help.

After Qin Yue's five campuses were transferred, he came across Duan Hou Yunzhong and the greenhouse.

The director of the Public Security Bureau was quite uneasy: the situation was not good, and there was a possibility of riots.

Qin Yue was authorized to arrange: It's just that the students go to the street, it doesn't matter, I'm afraid that hooligans will join in, and it will become a riot. Spare the students, except for the South Campus to speed up the cleanup, the rest of the campus slows down and gives them time to move. But dispose of the hooligans who took to the streets as soon as possible!

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He immediately ordered the transfer of half of the 800 temporary workers, the distribution of weapons, and the addition of the Secret Protection Bureau's operational team.

The social idlers who just popped out of the outer city of the south city, and the guys who wanted to fish in the muddy waters, were slaughtered again.

In the face of the husband of the boss Princess Anping, the security brigade bowed his head to his ears and resolutely cooperated with the public security bureau to maintain order.

Due to the evacuation of people, the diversion was well controlled.

Although there are many things, the crowd can never gather, forming a flow of troublemakers.

But something big happened on the West Campus.

Due to the decision of the Ministry of Government Affairs to carry out activities on the West Campus, the clearance of the West Campus was postponed by one day after discussion, but the access control was strengthened. There are also people who come out of the South Campus to look for land on various campuses, but no one can get in. Even real students can't travel freely to other campuses. If you go home together, you can only ask your acquaintances to carry a letter, call people out, and say that the station is connected.

The students on the West Campus didn't make a fuss. The chaos arose from the officials who were waiting to be embarrassed.

Although everyone is a loser and a loser in officialdom, this does not mean that everyone is insightful.

Behind a table, a little old man in his fifties wore a whitewashed green cloth official uniform and sighed: There are many dogs, but few bones. Knowing that the above is deliberately like this, you can only bite people, not be bitten.

The person next to him said, "Don't talk nonsense, if you want to get a salary next month, pick up the spirit and check people."

Turn your head to the one that maintains order: Old fish, put it in the next one!

A man in his thirties, with a thick waist and a thick sugar daddy: my paperwork!

At a glance, I checked the case record: I'm sorry! I am here with us, there is no record! Please go to the line behind the No. 7 table of the official department. Next!

The man whispered: I am the nephew of your Vice Minister Shen!

Answer: I'm sorry, Lao Shen was asked by the Supervision Bureau for questioning this morning.

Here's another one: I'm a relative of Vice Minister Wang's mother's family!

Answer: Vice Minister Wang ordered in advance, she has no relatives!

There are ten tables in the Ministry of Affairs, and the first one is for the people of the headquarters. The second, third, and fourth tables dealt with the dismissal of the yamen. Some of these three tables were sent to the yamen of the inheritance relationship. Most of the other is forwarded to the 5th to 10th yamen.

One of the key points in controlling riots is to prevent impulsive crowds from congregating.

Monk Chen's biggest mistake is here, other places have been closed and withdrawn. Except for the people who were in line at the six tables, they quickly woke up: they were the ones who were cleaned up this time!

Despair infects each other, and suddenly it erupts, and suddenly someone shouts: "Fight for them!"

When the riot began, there was a stone in the middle of the head of Monk Wanyan Chen, and he turned over and fell to the ground, unconscious, and blood flowed out.