"Oh......" Ji Yang dragged a long tail note and walked away thoughtfully.

After An Tianwei arrived in Kyoto, he saw either the director of the department or the director of the department everywhere, and he, a temporary section-level cadre, was really nothing. This is just the grassroots level in Kyoto that he has come into contact with at the moment, and if he enters the top level a little bit, he is really just a clerk.

Jiang Qingyuan didn't have any sense of superiority at all, and after he took a general look at the materials that Ji Yang had brought over, he looked up and asked An Tianwei what he wanted to know.

"Compared with previous years, Director Jiang, do you think the changes in household registration have become more frequent in recent years?" An Tianwei did not attack head-on, but took a detour.

"Well......" Jiang Qingyuan was also aware of what An Tianwei said.

He only took a general look at it, and did not delve into the details of household registration management, and it was precisely because of this holistic perspective that it was easy for him to find that in terms of numbers, the number of people who transferred to Kyoto in the past two years has increased significantly compared to the previous year.

The change of household registration is not a big deal, but in a city as big as Kyoto, people who want to transfer to Kyoto every year are crowded, and adding more people only shows that the city of Kyoto has a strong attraction to the outside.

However, there is a gradual process in everything, and it is also an indisputable fact that the changes in household registration in the past two years have obviously become somewhat abnormal, and the number of people who have been transferred to Kyoto has increased significantly compared to previous years.

"That's the case." Jiang Qingyuan does not deny it.

"There is a rumor out there that is not good for the sub-bureau, there is no factual basis, just a rumor. So it shouldn't matter if you say it now. ”

"Tell me about it." Jiang Qingyuan is upright.

"It is said that a lot of accounts in the sub-bureau have been bought in recent years."

"No way. Buying a hukou may be similar in a second- or third-tier city, but it is not allowed in Kyoto. ”

"Kyoto is the center of politics and culture, and there is a strong cultural atmosphere, and there are too many people who want to put down roots in this city. It's easy for something in demand to turn into a power ......"

Jiang Qingyuan's brows tightened, and his hand rubbed uneasily against the material.

He knew the meaning of An Tianwei's words, and at the same time, he was not ignorant of this situation. He just pretended to know nothing.

The household registration must be a little greasy, otherwise people like Shi Erpao would not deliberately manage the household registration management so deadly, he is a member of the party group to have the right to access the archives, and if he changes to other departments at the same level, there is no chance to receive these materials.

Kyoto's hukou index is indeed very stuck, compared to a general second- and third-tier cities, Kyoto's hukou enjoys much better urban resources, whether it is public resources or treatment, it is not the same.

In the case of a house alone, you can only enjoy a safe house if you have a hukou. And a house, no matter how small, even if it is outside the fourth ring road, the house price is 10,000 per square meter. If it is in the center of the city, the house is even more sky-high, and it is an astronomical amount that ordinary people in the countryside will never be able to reach.

Not to mention the fact that there are many colleges and universities in Kyoto, and the policy of admissions is very obvious, which is something that countless parents have worked so hard to obtain.

Who wouldn't want to be a part of a larger city with so many resources?

What is in short supply is prone to rent-seeking. It's certain that there is a shady curtain in the middle, but I don't know how deep this shady scene is.

Jiang Qingyuan does not live in a vacuum, he knows that the treatment of the sub-bureau has improved rapidly in recent years, and he has never asked how the money came from. He only has one belief, if I don't reach out to someone to ask for money, there will be no big problems.

As for these benefits offered by the unit, everyone has a share, and it is impossible for him not to take them. Make a little money in a muffled voice, and you don't need to take any responsibility, why not?

An Tianwei stabbed a layer of window paper that Jiang Qingyuan had been unwilling to face this time.

There is a big problem with the household registration management of the sub-bureau!

Jiang Qingyuan was once again pulled into an embarrassing and dilemma by An Tianwei.

He couldn't help but look at the young guy twice.

This is clearly a troublemaker! This guy's two requests embarrassed him twice. Now, he doesn't know what kind of attitude to use to communicate with An Tianwei.

"Let me think about what you said." Jiang Qingyuan Road.

An Tianwei could see that Jiang Qingyuan was obviously a little tired. This is a situation that can only occur when the psychological struggle is particularly intense.

Now Jiang Qingyuan is afraid that he has been forced by himself, this is the rhythm that wants to break his quiet life.

"Director Jiang, I'm causing you trouble." An Tianwei got up and said heartily.

Jiang Qingyuan waved his hand, meaning to let An Tianwei go back first. He didn't even want to say a word now.

Yes, he was a little tired. This sense of fatigue comes from his unquenched conscience and work ethic.

"Sometimes, I'm afraid that if I don't have a conscience, I will live more freely and chic."

After An Tianwei left, Jiang Qingyuan looked at the pile of household registration report materials in his hand, and laughed bitterly at himself.

After this series of events, Shi Erpao's luncheon with a conscience was truly over. An Tianwei was not far from Jiang Qingyuan's office when he received a call from his conscience and asked him to wait for him by the side of the car.

"Let's go back." Conscience said with a little wine.

"Go back? Just go back? ”

"Well, you go back with me. I was a little high at noon and couldn't drive. A moment you drive. You know how to drive, right? ”

An Tianwei was speechless.

When his conscience arrived at the car with the word "Inspector" sprayed on the body of the car, An Tianwei stood coldly, covered with such coldness.

"Get in the car. Get in. "I don't care at all.

An Tianwei silently got into the car, silently lit the fire, silently put on gear, and as soon as he stepped on the accelerator, the car rushed to the highway from the front of the building of the Kyoto Branch.

"Isn't it disappointing?" The face of conscience is already black, and it is even darker after drinking.

"If you don't hope, you won't be disappointed."

"It's quite philosophical. Method, do you understand? ”

"Understood!"

"Just drive if you know, don't pull your face. Who is it for? Conscience lost no time in burping at this time.

The car was very fast, and on the road, his conscience told An Tianwei to slow down and not to treat the inspector car as an ambulance.

"Dealing with a character like Shi Erpao, you are still a little tender. If he is very defensive against you, you will not find the slightest flaw in him! ”

"Found it now?"

"It's not really found, but Shi Erpao at least relaxed his mind. You know why? ”

"I don't know!"

Liang Zaixin took out a large cowhide envelope from the bag he was carrying, shook it, and threw it on the passenger seat, and a few wades of money slipped out of it.

"Director Liang, you are ......"

"I'll hand over the money, that's how to do it!"