Personal security

Chapter 92: Win people’s hearts

In order to facilitate Li Chunhui's rectification of the District Public Security Bureau, Zhao Jianhui deliberately took advantage of the celebrity effect of Zhang Minghai and Zhang Yan. The big stick was handed over to Li Chunhui. How to use it was his business. If Li Chunhui could not quickly Taking control of the district police chief, Zhao Jianhui had no choice but to change to someone more capable.

The next day, Zhao Jianhui took Liu Juan with him in the morning. Tong Junyan arrived at the District People's Congress, and Zhao Jianhui himself also served as the director of the People's Congress, so it was a natural thing to go to the People's Congress to inspect the work.

The person who is now in charge of the work of the National People's Congress is the deputy director Zou Hongzou who was ridiculed by Liu Yongzhi because his son and Liu Yongzhi were jealous, "Aren't you just the personal deputy director, and you are just a ball in Xilin?" Originally, he was ranked third in the National People's Congress, and his relationship with Liu Guixin was of a generally acceptable kind. If the two deputy directors in front of him hadn't all followed the old leader in, it would never have been his turn to preside over the big work.

When he heard that Secretary Zhao, who brought down Liu Guixin, would become the district party committee secretary, Zou Hong was still looking forward to it. However, as Zhao Jianhui took office "for a long time" and never cared about the work of the National People's Congress, he began to feel very uneasy.

I have long heard that the new secretary of the district party committee is very tough in his behavior. Is it because of the second son of his family that this big secretary does not like him in his heart?

When I received a call from Liu Juan today, Director Zou was really excited and his face lit up. Early in the morning, people were arranged to spread tables and mop the floor, and Director Zou personally stood at the stairs with a wiping cloth.

Although Director Zou is fifty-two years old and has no ideas about his official career, after all, a person must repay his kindness. If it weren't for Secretary Zhao, how would the people of Xilin District be like? First of all, he would have to live his own life. In dire straits.

The second son was beaten and was hospitalized not long after he was released from the hospital. His arm is still wrapped in a bandage. The third son was beaten with the sole of his shoe and the black and purple stains have still not been completely eliminated.

The eldest son works at the police station in the town below. Five years after returning from the army, he is still a "sheriff" and cannot even be promoted to deputy chief. The daughter-in-law didn't say anything, but the look on her face showed dissatisfaction even when she came back.

He who listens to his name but not his voice is a cadre at the district and county level. It doesn't matter if he doesn't get the glory. Instead, his son will be implicated, which makes anyone feel uncomfortable when he thinks about it.

"Director Zou, here we come. Secretary Zhao's car has already entered the yard... Zou Hong was thinking about something while wiping a piece of bright and dust-free glass that had been wiped by others for a long time. A middle-aged man under him The woman suddenly shouted at the top of her lungs. It seemed that Zi was not the only one who was looking forward to Secretary Zhao's inspection.

In fact, after Liu Guixin became the director of the National People's Congress, all the power of the National People's Congress was concentrated by him, making the National People's Congress become a Qingshui yamen that just goes through the motions and files. Maybe everyone feels uncomfortable.

"Secretary-General Li, why are you panicking? Call Director Chen and the others to go to the yard to greet Secretary Zhao." As he spoke, Zou Hong walked down the stairs while still muttering: "Secretary-General Liu is not We were told to arrive at nine o'clock, why are people here at only eight forty?"

By the time he walked downstairs, Zhao Jianhui had already gotten out of the car. Secretary Tong Junyan was holding a small black bag. Liu Juan was wearing a light gray professional suit and a light purple windbreaker, standing slim. Secretary Zhao's side. Today, Liu Juan is even more radiant, and the look on her face makes people dare not look directly at her.

Zou Hong didn't know that Secretary-General Liu had been favored by Secretary Zhao, and thought that this woman was already thinking about being promoted. Although I am already a little older, when I learn that someone on the same level as me is going to be promoted, I still feel a little bit jealous.

"Hello, Secretary Zhao. I'm arranging for people to clean up and greet the leader. I didn't expect you to come." As he spoke, he stretched out his two hands and took the hand handed over by Secretary Zhao, and firmly He shook it a little, secretly conveying the signal in his heart. At this time, Liu Juan acted as the introducer between the two people. "Secretary Zhao, this is Comrade Zou Hong, deputy director of the National People's Congress, who is currently in charge of the work of the National People's Congress..."

"Oh, thank you for your hard work, Director Zou." Zhao Jianhui said with a faint smile. Zou Hong humbly asked Zhao Jianhui to go upstairs with his hand. It was only then that a bunch of people from the National People's Congress ran out of the building in a hurry. Another Director Du apologized repeatedly, saying that he was late.

Zhao Jianhui smiled: "It's not that you came late, it's that I came early. I deliberately asked Secretary-General Liu to inform me to come at nine o'clock. I just wanted to see the real situation of our National People's Congress. Oh, don't get me wrong. I'm not doubting everyone. The instructions are now like this in all departments. Whenever the leaders come, they will always clean up and form a team to welcome them. They show the good side and the bad side is deeply hidden. Those words are just There’s no point in coming here to see it.”

Zou Hong and Director Du, the two deputy directors who had some say, nodded in agreement. The rest of them smiled reservedly and nodded. Zhao Jianhui sighed in his heart. As long as you are in this position, no matter what you think or do, Say, big I still do whatever I want to do. With the improvement of social status, it becomes more and more difficult to see something real. A person who is originally very understanding, with a smile like a star holding the moon, wants not to be It’s not easy to be so overwhelmed with praise.

In the large conference room, Zhao Jianhui delivered a passionate speech and fully affirmed everyone's work at the current stage. It also put forward new requirements for the future work of the National People's Congress, that is, to effectively play the role that the National People's Congress should play and to truly serve as a staff assistant to the party committee.

After the meeting, during individual conversations with several deputy directors and secretary-generals, Zhao Jianhui made earnest requests to them respectively. Only in the conversation with Zou Hong, Zhao Jianhui said a few more words: "Director Zou, as a government official, we not only have to take care of ourselves, you have to go astray, but we also have to take care of your family and don't be contaminated. Those yamen habits, many people have good conduct themselves, but they often end up bad in the people around them..."

Before the conversation was finished, Zou Hong's head was already covered with sweat. She knew that Secretary Zhao meant something, as if her third son was really nothing.

Just as he was taking out a handkerchief from his pocket, the phone in his mouth suddenly rang. Zou Hong looked at Zhao Jianhui, with an even more embarrassed look on his face. Zhao Jianhui didn't seem to hear him and picked up the tea cup to drink tea.

Zou Hong picked up the phone and saw that it was his eldest son calling. He couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. He lowered his voice and said, "What are you doing? I have something going on here."

"Dad, I came to you because of something urgent. Don't hang up. Listen to me. Our director insists on asking me to give a false confession to someone. What do you think I should do?" came the call from the other side. Hearing his son's troubled voice, Zou Hong felt his heart tighten. Just now, Secretary Zhao was criticizing himself for not taking care of his son. Why was his eldest son, who had always put him at ease, so confused? Can you do it even if the director asks you to do it? If something happens in the future, whose fault is it?

"Zou Hai, let me tell you, you must seek truth from facts in everything you do, even if the director asks you to lie." Zou Hong's voice couldn't help but become louder after being criticized by Secretary Zhao just now, and because his son was not living up to expectations. Son. Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but turned around and asked calmly: "What's going on?"

"I'm sorry, Secretary Zhao. It was my son who called me. This child has been working as a police officer at the grassroots police station for five years. Alas, it's all my fault for not having the ability. My son has been implicated. This is not the case, Director. Ask him to make a false confession. In the past, he refused directly without asking anyone, but this time he actually called me and asked me, ugh..."

The son of the deputy director of the National People's Congress works as a police officer at the township police station below, and he is actually forced to give a false confession. It sounds strange, and it shows that deputy director Zou is usually very powerless. Zhao Jianhui thought for a while and asked slowly: "Which police station is your son at?"

"Qianwang Town Police Station." Zou Hong looked at Zhao Jianhui, his heart moved, and he quickly answered.

"Well, find a more ordinary car, and let's go to the Qianwang Town Police Station to have a look." Zhao Jianhui said, looking at Zou Hong and smiling. Zou Hong wiped the sweat from his forehead, nodded quickly and said, "I'll arrange for someone to find a car right away. Secretary Zhao, please wait a moment." He trotted out as he spoke.

As soon as he left the door of the small conference room, Zou Hong ran faster. If there were anyone watching outside the door at this moment, they would definitely realize that Deputy Director Zou had eaten something that made him look thirty years younger. His legs and feet were so nimble. Where do you look like a person in his fifties?

Running to the office in one breath, Director Zou asked his secretary to bring the shabbiest van over so that he could quickly walk into the bathroom. He took out his cell phone and dialed his son's number: "Son, don't say anything. , listen to me, half an hour later, Secretary Zhao and I will go to your office...Which Secretary Zhao are you talking about? The new Secretary Zhao from the district committee, okay, don’t ask anything, what should you do? I understand."

After hanging up the phone, Director Zou realized that not only his forehead, but also his heart and back were covered with sweat. Who says you can no longer be motivated when you are old? For the sake of my son, I have risked my life today.

After walking out of the bathroom, the secretary reported to him that the car had arrived. Zou Hong was still thinking, what did Secretary Zhao mean when he smiled at him in the temporary conference room?