Personal security

Chapter 72: To make iron, you need to be tough yourself

However, from the executive deputy director to the party committee secretary and acting director, the level has not been improved, but the actual power in his hands is not the same as that of the executive deputy. Although Huanghai City is a sub-provincial city, "it is better to be the head of a chicken than the tail of a phoenix." The truth is worth savoring.

However, now Zhao Jianhui does not have time to savor the glory that power brings. What he has to do now is to start rectifying it from the inside. Forging iron requires oneself to be tough. Without a strong team, it is difficult to rectify the social atmosphere of Universiade City. It can't be done.

As the saying goes, a good man has three gangs, and a fence has three stakes. Even if Zhao Jianhui is made of iron, how many nails can he drive? So he is in urgent need of help now, but with so many people in the Universiade City Public Security Bureau, there are no two people he can ask who are available.

There was really no other way. It was already evening and he was still burning the midnight oil in his office, reading files on a bunch of people in the Municipal Bureau and secretly figuring them out one by one.

Just when he was looking at this sentence, there was a knock on the door. Then Zhao Jianhui said softly: "Please come in." In front of the office door, a tall, toned and sexy beauty with a charming and beautiful face appeared. If she were walking on the street, she would attract the attention of many men.

Zhao Jianhui glanced at her and frowned slightly when he saw that the person who came in was policewoman Huang Lin, the secretary to the director originally selected by Min Jianxing.

When I saw her this afternoon, this woman was wearing a police uniform and looked very delicate and pretty. Now she put on a goose-yellow narrow skirt, paired with a silk white shirt, her slender white feet were wearing goose-yellow high-heeled shoes, and she was holding a light purple short windbreaker on her elbows.

It seems that he is ready to get off work.

"Oh..." Zhao Jianhui raised his head and glanced at the clock hanging on the wall opposite, only to realize that it was already past six-thirty. "It's been half an hour since get off work. Why haven't you left yet? Come on, I'll look at the materials for a while."

It would be strange to say that such a beautiful woman has not been moved by Min Jianxing. This woman must be replaced by him, but he hasn't found the right one yet.

Huang Lin stretched out her white fingers, opened the lid of the tea cup that Zhao Jianhui placed on her right, looked at the tea inside, then bent down and touched the kettle placed by the table leg, and carefully filled the quilt for Zhao Jianhui. Putting down the kettle again, two onion-like fingers penetrated from under the cup lid, twisted the lid, and gently covered the cup.

Doing all this for this young man who was almost the same age as him, she seemed very natural, without any awkwardness. After doing all this, she smiled and took a step back: "Hey, Director, if you have no other arrangements, I will leave first."

"Well, let's go." Zhao Jianhui looked at the documents without even raising his eyelids. The eyes specially trained to observe people secretly observed Huang Lin's every move from the corner of his eyes. When he saw her turning around silently, he opened his mouth to say something, but seeing how "confused" he looked, he finally held back.

However, when she walked to the door, Huang Lin finally seemed to have made up her mind, stopped, and slowly turned back: "Director, I just want to tell you that I am from the criminal police team. If there is any If possible, would you please let me go back to my original unit?”

Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but be stunned for a while. Either this woman was mentally ill or she was very smart.

Huang Lin hesitated slightly, then smiled suddenly when she saw Zhao Jianhui's stunned expression. Since she had said the first sentence, she had no worries about the next words.

"I am a college graduate who was transferred to the city bureau at the end of last year. I studied criminal investigation in the police academy. I have been the school's shooting champion and Sanda champion for four consecutive years. I am not bragging in front of you. In the criminal police team When I was young, I was always with gay men The same police officers. In September this year, Director Min became the director, and I... I was transferred to be the secretary of the director. In fact, I don't like this job. Even if Director Min is still the director, I have already resigned. I have made up my mind and asked to return to the criminal police force..."

As Huang Lin spoke, the toe of her right foot moved slightly on the floor. Her face looked calm, but her restless little foot wearing pointed shoes had revealed her inner uneasiness.

"I know that after working with Director Min for a while, you must have opinions about me... In fact, it's not just you. In the past, even after working as Director Min's secretary, other people already had opinions about me. I...I...sometimes I am so angry that I want to resign, but I like being a policeman so much, so...so I have waited until now. You, you will agree to my request and make the chief..."

Although the original Director Min was already in his forties, his eyes were obviously extremely aggressive. Whenever she was looked at by Min Jianxing, Huang Lin felt as if she was not the same person. There is no feeling of being clothed.

When she heard that the Public Security Bureau had changed its director, Huang Lin actually felt relieved in her heart. But who knew that the new director was not only young, but his face and his deep eyes made me feel inexplicably moved. Therefore, except for Zhao Jianhui calling her today, she did not dare to take the initiative to walk into the director's office.

After thinking for half an afternoon, Huang Lin finally made up her mind. There was really no way she could go on as the secretary to the secretary, so she mustered up the courage to ask Zhao Jianhui to resign. She pointed out more tactfully that she was the Sanda champion of the police academy. Her intention was probably only known to her.

Huh, I don’t know if this girl is really innocent, or is she deliberately acting innocent to show herself? Zhao Jianhui thought for a while and nodded slightly: "Well, I will think about it. However, now you are still the secretary to the director, so you have to do your job well. Now I feel a little hungry, so I will give you a bribe to the director. If you have the opportunity, let’s go out for a bowl of fried noodles together, just go to the fried noodle restaurant opposite the Public Security Bureau.”

As he spoke, he had already closed the file in his hand, picked up his coat from the hanger and walked out.

Coming out of the building, dim lights had already been lit in the courtyard. Huang Lin tied the belt of her windbreaker as she walked. Although the cold wind ruffled her short, ear-length hair, her slender, graceful and graceful figure was still like a purple flower, attracting the hurried people on the road outside the gate. pedestrian.

Today's night is a bit colder, and the sky is still covered with lead clouds. Maybe the snow will really come earlier this year than in previous years.

Even in this weather, even at night, the road in front of the door is still bustling with traffic. The two of them finally walked from one side of the road to the other and entered the fried noodle restaurant Zhao Jianhui mentioned.

Along the way, in addition to the passers-by who were walking by and were surprised by Huang Lin's beauty, there were three young people who walked out of the gate of the Public Security Bureau, like Zhao Jianhui and Huang Lin, across the road and walked in. In a fried noodle restaurant.

He was not familiar with the female secretary next to him yet. If he took her to eat in those big hotels, Huang Lin might have other thoughts and dare not go with him. That's why he proposed to eat special fried noodles at this fried noodle restaurant and see if he could get something he wanted out of the female secretary's mouth.

But when he walked into the shop, he felt something was wrong. The feeling of danger came from the three young men who followed him into the fried noodle shop. However, Zhao Jianhui did not look back at them, but Mo silently moved Huang Lin in front of him: "Huang Lin, are you familiar with this place? You can order whatever you want."

It was not long after get off work, and the shop seemed crowded. More than a dozen square tables were almost full. Zhao Jianhui and the others occupied the last empty table near the right wall. A little girl of fifteen or sixteen years old Zhao Jianhui came over to take orders. Zhao Jianhui asked Huang Lin to order. He didn't care whether Huang Lin, who was sitting next to him, could bear it. He took out his cigarette and started smoking.

The specialty of this shop is spicy fried noodles, but that doesn’t mean there’s nothing else to eat besides fried noodles. Huang Lin hesitantly ordered a few dishes, wondering if the director had made up his mind to let me treat him? If the food you order is too light, it will appear that you are not sincere. But if the director pays the bill then, if the food he ordered is too expensive, will the director be unhappy?

Zhao Jianhui didn't know that such a simple thing made his female secretary put in a lot of effort. When Huang Lin finished ordering, the little girl turned around to place the menu and followed Zhao Jianhui. The three young men who came in shouted at the little girl. Come: "Sister, why is there no seat? Where do you think we are sitting?" The three young people asked while walking straight in. One walked faster, as if he was looking for a girl to ask for a seat, and the other The two of them looked at it while slowly wandering in.

Soon, these three people, one inside and two outside, formed a situation of attacking Zhao Jianhui and Huang Lin back and forth. Zhao Jianhui seemed to be feeling nothing while smoking, while Huang Lin's face remained calm, with a smile on her face. But his little feet quietly touched Zhao Jianhui's feet under the table: "Director, I feel..."

Zhao Jianhui blew out a puff of smoke from his mouth, looked at Huang Lin and nodded: "Do you feel hot? Then take off your coat... You will feel even hotter when you eat spicy and fragrant fried noodles later. …”

"Humph, this guy is still the chief of the government. He has no vigilance at all." After hearing Zhao Jianhui's words, Huang Lin pursed her lips. She looked past Zhao Jianhui and saw the ferocious expressions on the faces of the two young men behind him. look……