Chapter Seventy-Five: An Ruyi
In this era of 1998, urban management is still an emerging industry, the prosperity of the market economy, created the rise of urban management, the first is from the units of the people, temporary patchwork, from the day of birth, the history of the development of urban management is the history of the struggle of the people at the bottom of the society.
In fact, there is a lot of work for chengguan, in all aspects, dealing with enterprises, dealing with self-employed people, and the most striking thing is dealing with street vendors. Because, except for the street vendors, the rest of the industries have solid business addresses and formal procedures, and they are also more cooperative with the work of the chengguan.
The most important thing for the chengguan is to interact with the street vendors, because the composition of these personnel is very complicated, there are laid-off workers, there are farmers in the suburbs, there are special people, in order to make a living, for survival, for children's tuition, etc., no one will do this if they have the ability.
At that time, not all chengguan were bad and flowing, there were also good chengguan, of course, the team was long, and there were always a few people who were not right-minded and wanted to make some oil and water, such as the three sons and a few of them.
"Actually, we are quite helpless to do this line of urban management, but the work needs ah, they are all neighbors, look up and don't look down, if there is any friction and conflict, it is not easy to meet, right, what, embarrassing!" The red-faced old chengguan and the old generation chatted with each other.
"Understand, understand, understand." The old generation nodded again and again.
"Yes, we know that it is not easy for you vendors, but there is no way, the superiors are stricter, and all vendors operating outside the regular market will be confiscated. I remember that in the first half of the month, there was a very fierce conflict with the hawkers, what did you rely on. Chengguan is to rely on a large number of people, crowd tactics, 3 people, 5 people to deal with a mobile vendor, but what can be done? ”
"The position of the common people is not on the side of the chengguan, and we all know in our hearts that the people who see the excitement are scolding us as bandits. We basically don't dare to act alone, for fear of siege, touching an old lady or a woman or something, the chance of us being injured is small, but the onlookers will come forward to accuse us, not let us confiscate, and even go back to help grab things, especially the old lady to get a tea egg or something. When you meet a man, be careful, especially if there is a knife, there are knives for selling pineapples and watermelons. Many members of the chengguan team were also injured. There are many concussions, and they are all shot with bricks. The city manager with an ordinary face said angrily.
"Don't say it, when I wasn't transferred here in the jurisdiction of my hometown, I once met a person released from labor reform, wielding a watermelon knife, none of us dared to approach, to be honest, I couldn't take my life for the sake of confiscating a watermelon stand, and in the end everyone compromised and didn't confiscate it, he also cleaned up and changed places." Miko also said.
The three chengguan chatted while walking, not paying attention to the old generation at all, and what they said was just complaining, the old representative nodded and scolded in his heart, "It's good to shoot you to death with more bricks." ”
The city management is here, and it belongs to their jurisdiction, and other traffic police can't control the heavens and the earth.
Their livelihood mainly depends on these street vendors, melon and fruit sellers, and street vendors. One day, when I was short of money to play cards and drink tea, I went out to fish for oil and water.
Therefore, there are two kinds of people in this society that cannot be provoked, one is joint defense, they are in charge of public security, they kill people and do not break the law, and temporary workers are established, and at most they are removed from their posts and investigated. The second is the urban management, they are in charge of dirty and messy, and it is okay for them to do anything wrong, under this system, the national situation is roughly the same. Of course, compared with the style of urban management in later generations, the urban management in 98 is still much inferior.
"Where is the melon seller? Show me the ground! Sanzi glanced at him, and then followed the old generation's fingers, a tricycle was parked on the side, a simple table was set up on the watermelon stand, on which a dozen pieces of bright red watermelon were cut, and a young man was enthusiastically shouting to passers-by to sell watermelons.
"A child who doesn't have any hair, and you want us to deal with it?" The elderly chengguan frowned dissatisfiedly, if an adult set up a stall, they would say that it would affect the management of public security and affect the appearance of the street, and others would only complain a few words.
If it's a kid who sells fruit there and suddenly runs up to him and says you've affected the city, it's funny.
And if it is not handled properly, it can also attract public anger.
The old man showed two big yellow teeth and smiled obscenely, and said, "How can it, there is still a master there, I guess he went to hide from the sun in the shade of the nearby trees." ”
"Alright, let's go." The ordinary-looking chengguan said lightly.
"Hey, no, wait a minute, do you see if there's a car coming over there and going straight to the watermelon stall?" Sanzi's eyes were sharp, and he saw a gray Passat parked in front of the watermelon stand.
The old generation felt empty, thinking that it would not be the Daben that came back again, then he would catch it, and remembered that if the owner of the Daben really had anything to do with this watermelon stall, he would have to bear the anger of a luxury car that could afford to drive more than 1.98 million luxury cars.
His heart shuddered, and it was as cold as if a basin of cold snow had been poured from his head.
But when he got closer, he was suddenly pleasantly surprised, and exclaimed: "Ouch, it's not that Daben, it's another car!" Maybe it's just watermelon. ”
The three chengguan looked at Lao Dai like a monster, wondering if he was fascinated by ghosts, and heard Lao Dai exclaim the word Daben, and said in unison: "There is also Daben?" ”
They all glanced at each other, revealing puzzled expressions.
Like them as a chengguan, as soon as they came out, there were old people who explained that they should be vicious and spicy, powerful people can't be provoked, rich people can't be provoked, and the last kind is the kind of people who have no money and no power, but there are a lot of rich and powerful relatives behind them.
If you want to get more oil and water without entering the bureau, you must have accurate vision, and you can only do things for a long time by listening to all directions.
Su Can was enthusiastically shouting at everyone passing by, his eloquence was excellent, and he put on the cut watermelon, many people stayed to stop and taste a piece, and when they were satisfied, they picked up a watermelon and left.
In twenty minutes, more than a dozen melons were sold. Su Can was about to rest, when a gray Passat slowly stopped in front of the watermelon stand.
The windows rolled down, revealing a fat smiling face.
"Brother Can, hello, my name is An Ruyi."
Su Canleng paused for a moment and said, "Are you?" ”
This name doesn't seem to match people at all. Such a fat appearance shouldn't be matched with words like Biao and the like.
An Ruyi's woman's name is pressed on this fat face, which is really a little indescribable.
seemed to understand Su Can's eyes, An Ruyi smiled bitterly, infinitely depressed, and said: "Big brother, I was put on a pose before I was born, and it will be a lifetime, who knows that my parents, my mother, and the third aunt and six or eight aunts will poke it casually, and give me a random name, An Ruyi is a girl's name when she hears it, I am a big man, alas...... Who am I going to reason with? ”
Although he didn't know this An Ruyi, Su Can still nodded sympathetically.
Then as if he suddenly thought of something, he said, "You were called by Mu Nuanyang?" ”
"Yes, Mu Shao didn't tell you?" An Ruyi looked at him suspiciously.
Su Can shook his head and said, "I didn't say it, I really don't know about this matter, he was just called back by his sister." ”