At that time, Wang Zijun said in a joking tone: "Director Wendong, your whistle is very good, my kid doesn't know how to get hooked on the whistle of the traffic police, so he pestered me to buy him one." I'm so busy, I always forget about him. Today, when he was in school, he reminded me again. It seems that he is very worried about his father's memory! ”

Wang Zijun joked, and everyone else laughed, and after everyone laughed, Wang Zijun continued: "Director Wendong, today I will pretend to be a public servant and give me your little whistle." I don't have to buy it for my child, and the little guy says that he is a person who doesn't keep his word. ”

A small whistle, Wang Zijun opened his mouth, and others naturally wouldn't say anything, not to mention, Wang Zijun took it home, according to Mo Xiaobei's almost clean habits, he would definitely not let the little baby use it again. But Wang Zijun still asked for the little whistle easily and naturally.

Although such a move is almost a vignette, it is a bit intriguing for the group of people standing in front of them. More than one person pondered, what is the relationship between Wang Zijun and Duan Wendong? In a short period of time, Duan Wendong made the secretary of the political and legal committee his own?

With the support of the Secretary of the Provincial Political and Legal Committee, Duan Wendong, the director, may be decided! Some of the leaders of the Donghong City Bureau who accompanied the inspection all had complicated expressions at this time, and they had all kinds of expressions. Soon after Wang Zijun left, the entire city bureau spread the news of this matter, and many senior people felt that the day had come for Director Duan to soar!

Wang Zijun held this small whistle, in fact, it was also a temporary idea. What he wants is to support Duan Wendong. Before coming to the Donghong City Public Security Bureau to investigate, even before making a move on He Yanqiang. Wang Zijun had carefully studied the materials of the Donghong City Public Security Bureau and was very clear about what happened to Duan Wendong.

As a secretary of the Political and Legal Committee, if you want to control the following departments to the extent that they are recruited and can fight, it is too important to install some of your own people in each department. In Nanjiang, Wang Zijun is not familiar with life, and he must shuffle the cards. Promote those who are likely to be on his ranks.

Duan Wendong has qualifications, ability, and ambition. Now that he has given him this opportunity, if he wants to go further, he has to move closer to himself. No one is stupid. In the face of this olive branch, which is like a pie falling from the sky, Wang Zijun believes that it is impossible for Duan Wendong not to.

The night in Donghong City is full of bustling, and the crowd of people coming and going continues their lives under the neon lights. Most people who have had a hard day are enjoying a rare leisure, and some street parks and squares have become overcrowded.

Compared with those ordinary people who live their ordinary lives and enjoy ordinary happiness, there are always some people who start their own unique enjoyment. In the western suburbs of Donghong City, there is a manor-like building. At this time, the lights are brilliant, and in the parking lot next to the gate, it is like driving a famous car expo, Land Rover, Hummer, Porsche, ......, almost everything here.

Serve as a security guard for this prestigious parking lot. Zhao Yong felt that he was a class higher than ordinary security guards, after all, his taste had improved a lot with such a brand-name car every day. As a young man who came out of the mountains to work, Zhao Yong was very excited about his job, and when he returned to his mountain during the New Year's holidays, he talked to the villagers the most. It's these well-informed things.

He enjoys seeing the shocked faces of his familiar folks when they hear how much a car is worth.

Two lines of light came slowly from a distance. Zhao Yong habitually prepared to open the door of the parking lot, but when his fingers were about to press down the automatic door opening controller, he slowly stopped.

This car is definitely not more than 150,000 yuan, and after working in this parking lot for more than a year, Zhao Yong has developed a sharp-eyed skill, that is, just by looking at the headlights, he can basically judge at what price.

Although this judgment is slightly biased, the difference is only about five percent, and his technology is very envied by some of his peers.

When he reached the door, the car was already parked in the doorway, and through the headlights, the Volkswagen logo was already revealed. As long as you are familiar with the car, you can judge the model of this car the moment you see it.

It's not that this kind of car is worth much, but the main thing is that this kind of car is so popular that it can basically be seen on the street. However, the moment he saw the license plate of this ordinary Santana, Zhao Yong hurriedly opened the door of the parking lot and led the car to a parking space for top VIPs to stay.

Although this car is like an ugly duckling in front of those top famous cars, Zhao Yong knows that the owner of this car is the top existence among these guests. Zhao Yong saw more than once that as soon as the car stopped, those who came in luxury cars were like flies with carrion, and surrounded the owner of Santana.

Zhao Yong has a good impression of the owner of this car, not that he gave Zhao Yong anything, mainly because of this person, Zhao Yong got the respect he wanted. The owners of those luxury cars basically never paid attention to him as a little security guard, let alone paid attention to his existence.

And the owner of this car, every time he saw him, always nodded to him and even greeted him.

The car stopped, and a man in his thirties stepped out of the car. The straight suit sets off the man very clean, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses makes the elegant atmosphere on the man's body more prominent.

"Mr. Chu, you come closer from here." Because no one spoke to this Mr. Chu this time, Zhao Yong had the courage to whisper to the man who was calmly treating him.

The man smiled at Zhao Yong and said, "Thank you, if you hadn't said it, I really wouldn't have known that there was a shortcut here." ”

Zhao Yong smiled, rubbed his hands and said, "I've also been here for a long time, so I'm familiar with it." This ......" he didn't know what to say for a while.

The man smiled and said, "Little brother, I see that you have been here for a lot of time, and you are very conscientious in your work, and it is his blessing that your boss has an employee like you!" ”

The man left, said a few words to Zhao Yong, and looked at the man who walked to the door, surrounded by several well-dressed people, Zhao Yong felt that the real powerful person was someone like Mr. Chu. What do you mean by that? Low-key, low-key is the best way to show off!

Zhao Yong didn't know that when he was still immersed in speculation about Mr. Chu, that Mr. Chu was already sitting in a private room with hundreds of square meters. As for the private room, there were already three or four people at this time, and they were talking, and they all stood up one by one when they saw Mr. Chu coming.

If Wang Zijun was here, he would definitely be amazed at these people present. Miao Guangzhi, deputy director of the Public Security Department, He Yanqiang, director of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, and Tu Shengkui, deputy director of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, were all present.

These people, who were not very convinced in front of him, became extremely respectful the moment they saw the young man at this time, and this respect was not pretended, but a kind of awe from the heart.

"Mr. Chu, I just received a baby fish weighing more than ten catties here today, and I have almost stewed them here." He Yanqiang said with a smile while sitting down lightly.

Mr. Chu smiled and said: "What a bureau, you are too angry, where can a few of us eat so much, it is still enough to eat a catty, my old man has always been routinely thrifty, I am a son, how can I not break his rules." ”

"What Mr. Chu said is, look at my memory!" He Yanqiang patted his head and said with a hint of self-deprecation: "It's a little too fast to turn around, and I still have to study, hehe......"

Mr. Chu's expression did not change, but his gaze became soft. After glancing at He Yanqiang, he said lightly: "It's a good thing to study, how can you make progress if you don't study!" ”

"Mr. Chu, but the surnamed Wang doesn't want me to progress at all." He Yanqiang poured water for Mr. Chu with the kettle, and said hatefully.

"Really?" When Mr. Chu said this, he said in a deep voice: "There are some things that he doesn't have the final say, don't you say?" ”

He Yanqiang was just about to speak, Mr. Chu's mobile phone rang, and the man's face suddenly became more and more peaceful when he took out his mobile phone and glanced at it, he waved his hand to the people present, and said with a smile: "Mom, what's the matter!" ”

"Yanhui, what are you doing? Your dad happened to be eating at home today, and your kid won't come back. On the other end of the phone, a voice full of love came.

For his mother, Chu Yanhui is very skilled in dealing with it, he smiled lightly and said: "Mom, I'm having dinner with a customer now, don't worry, I can't go back, otherwise that's the case, let's get together with my dad in two days and have a meal together." ”

"That's okay, by the way, you go back and bring some delicious food to Xiaobing, I called him just now, and I really said that I was bullied in the kindergarten, and I was not happy at this time!" Xiaobing is Chu Yanhui's son, and when it comes to his grandson, Li Guilan's voice is more intimate.

Chu Yanhui didn't care much about his son's affairs in the kindergarten, he said with a smile: "Mom, we don't have to worry about the children's affairs, just leave everything to Teacher Jia, but don't worry, I will definitely bring him something delicious." ”

Putting down the phone, Chu Yanhui's smile became a little more, and he said with a smile: "Lao He, you go to study to work better, as long as you settle your home well." ”

He Yanqiang glanced at Miao Guangzhi, with a hint of asking for help in his eyes. Miao Guangzhi didn't seem to see it, and still looked at the fragrant teacup in front of him.

Tu Shengkui wanted to contribute to his boss at this time, but he knew that he was soft-spoken, and sometimes it was better not to talk about it. Just when the two hesitated, Chu Yanhui wondered, "What's wrong?" If you have something, say it. ”

He Yanqiang looked at Chu Yanhui hesitantly, and finally said with a hint of slurry: "Mr. Chu, it's already decided, right...... It is Duan Wendong who presides over the work of the Municipal Bureau. ”

Chu Yanhui was holding a piece of fish, his chopsticks paused in mid-air for a moment, and then gently put the fish meat on the white plate in front of him, his chopsticks were very dexterous to jump out of the tender white fish bones, and then picked up the fish meat and tasted it carefully.