After my rebirth, I became the son-in-law of the Provincial Party Committee Secretary

Seeing Zhou Yi smile, Huang Guifa also smiled.

But he soon realized that he had laughed too early.

"If you accept it with your heart, the gift is no longer necessary." Zhou Yi stretched out his hand and pushed the gift box back firmly.

"Captain Zhou, this is really a little thought." Huang Guifa blinked his eyes and hinted wildly. He mistakenly thought that the other party disliked the gift being too light.

"No matter what is in here or how much it is, please take it back. I said this, you should understand." Zhou Yi put away his smile, narrowed his eyes, and said in an unquestionable tone.

"Team Zhou..." Huang Guifa wanted to save him again, but when he saw the other party's eyes that gradually became sharp, he swallowed back the words that came to his lips.

"Sorry to disturb Team Zhou."

Huang Guifa could only turn around and leave angrily with the gift box.

Zhou Yi closed the door and came back without speaking. Lao Zhou gently patted his shoulder and expressed his approval of his handling method: "That's right. Don't take anything you shouldn't take."

Zhou Yi smiled and nodded. He was not pretending to be noble, but there was no need to take such hot money.

The period from 2005 to 2007 was a once-in-a-century mad bull market.

As a reborn person, even if he cannot remember all the bull stocks, he is deeply impressed by the two stocks of Zhanghong Zinc and Germanium and Guangzhou Shipyard International.

As for how good it is, take Guangzhou Shipyard International as an example. From buying it for 2 yuan and 20 cents to selling it for 1,300 yuan and 7 cents, there was a total increase of 58 times.

Well, that's right, all of his 20,000 yuan bonus has been spent on stocks.

Ding dong, ding dong...

Before finishing the meal, the doorbell rang again.

……

Yao Qingyan looked at the opposite side through the door mirror and listened with her ears raised.

After a while, he returned to the living room and said in a sour tone: "It's another gift for Lao Zhou's family. This is the third one."

Fu Zhengrong raised his head and glanced at his wife, and said with some emotion: "Who gave me a son who can live up to his expectations!"

"My son is not bad either. With an income of several thousand per month, how much can Zhou Yi pay?" Yao Qingyan said with an unconvinced look.

Fu Zhengrong smiled, said nothing, and turned back to watch TV.

His son Fu Ning works in a foreign company in Shanhai City and his income is indeed considerable. However, no matter how much money you make, it can't compare to one thing.

This kind of thing is called - power!

……

Golden Years Entertainment City.

Sun Mei was leaning on the sofa, holding a lady's cigarette between her fingers with bright red nails, bringing it to her red lips and taking a puff.

Huang Guifa stood on the opposite side respectfully, patiently waiting for the big boss to lecture.

"Do you think he is pretending to be noble, or does he think the gift is too little?" Sun Mei blew out a smoke ring and asked lazily.

Huang Guifa thought about it carefully, and then replied in a positive tone: "He probably really doesn't want it!"

My own eyes are the most accurate at seeing people.

Captain Zhou was obviously only in his twenties, but he revealed the maturity and stability of middle-aged people. Just by looking at his acting style, you can infer that he has a high level of ambition and high ambitions.

Given time, the future will certainly be limitless.

Of course, there is no need to say this to the big boss. Even if she says it, she won’t listen, hear it but don’t understand it, understand it but don’t do it, do it but make mistakes, and still refuse to admit when she’s wrong.

Yes, in Huang's heart, the big boss is just a big-breasted and brainless vase.

"Hmph, you don't have to worry about this. I'll take some time to arrange a dinner with his leader." Sun Mei waved her hand, signaling Huang Guifa to go out.

To be honest, she really didn't take a small security captain seriously.

I just thought that the king of hell would be easy to see and the kid would be difficult to deal with, and I just made some comments. I didn't expect that the other party actually refused.

Zhou Yi, I want to give you some money, and I hope you won't be disrespectful.

At this moment, Zhou Yi, who didn't know how to praise, had already received several calls, mostly from colleagues who had been admitted to the County Public Security Bureau in the same period.

For example, Lao Dong, Zheng Yifan, Gao Jun and others, and even Jiang Xinting who has been seconded to the municipal bureau office.

Every congratulation and greeting is full of utilitarianism.

But this is officialdom, this is reality.

Monday, July 11, 2005, the weather was fine.

After Zhou Yi finished his breakfast, he went out to the bus stop and took the No. 11 bus. He passed six stops and arrived at the Materials Bureau intersection. Then he turned to No. and walked about five hundred meters. The solemn gray office building of the County Public Security Bureau appeared in front of him. In sight.

Walking into the yard where I worked for nearly ten years in my previous life, looking at the familiar plants and trees in my memory, it really felt like it was yesterday.

Lao Zhang, the security guard in the guard room on the first floor, accidentally raised his eyes and caught a glimpse of the young figure who had just entered the door. His heart suddenly moved, and he hurriedly walked over, said hello with a smile on his face: "Good morning, Captain Zhou!"

Zhou Yi was slightly startled, then nodded with a smile and replied: "Good morning, Brother Zhang."

Ouch, this makes Zhang Dajiang very happy.

It was not surprising that he recognized Zhou Yi. Firstly, it had been spread among the bureau, and secondly, last time he saw him with his own eyes riding in the same car with Lei Bureau for a meeting in the city.

But Zhou Yi could recognize him and know his last name, which was unusual.

What does this mean? This shows that in the eyes of Team Zhou, Zhang Dajiang is such a number one figure.

"Team Zhou is reporting to the Lei Bureau. The Lei Bureau has just arrived and should be in the office." Zhang Dajiang said enthusiastically, while walking a few steps quickly, he diligently pressed the elevator button for Zhou Yi.

"Thank you, Brother Zhang."

"You're welcome, I should, haha."

Just as the elevator slowly closed, Zhou Yi saw a beautiful figure walking quickly towards here.

He quickly pressed the door open button and waited for the female police officer, who was also wearing a police uniform and short sleeves, to enter the elevator.

"Zhou Yi. What a coincidence!"

A look of surprise and joy appeared on the pretty face of the female police officer, and she spoke first.

Zhou Yi also felt a little surprised.

The Dongji policewoman in front of me should be in the city bureau, not the county bureau. It is really magical to meet here.

"Comrade Jiang Xinting, are you here? Why? Are you corrupt?" Zhou Yi smiled, shook hands with the other party, and made a harmless joke naturally.

"Go to the other side, you are corrupt." Jiang Xinting rolled her eyes at the other party, and then couldn't help but smile: "I came to see the political commissar to do something, and I wanted to see you by the way."

Zhou Yi smiled and nodded: "The word 'by the way' is used well. It immediately made me know how much I weigh."

"You're picking words with me, aren't you? You don't even know how busy I am right now..." As Jiang Xinting spoke, she stretched out her hand to brush her hair around her ears, her manners naturally revealing a charming and charming style.

"Yes, yes, thank you very much, Sister Jiang, for taking time out of your busy schedule to deal with me." Zhou Yi said seemingly sincerely.

"You...why are you so poor? You're asking for a beating!" Jiang Xinting smiled so hard that she raised her arms subconsciously, but immediately took them back.

If it weren't for the wrong situation, she would have to give the other person a hard blow.

The director's office is on the seventh floor, while the political commissar's office is on the sixth floor.

Jiang Xinting smiled, said "see you later" to Zhou Yi, and got off the elevator first.

In the elevator, the smile on Zhou Yi's face gradually faded.

In fact, he and Jiang Xinting didn't know each other very well, but why were they chatting and laughing like old friends today?

the reason is simple--

Jiang Xinting is still known as the policewoman of Dongji, but she is no longer the little policeman living in the countryside!