Riverside police

In a blink of an eye, a month and a half has passed.

Han Yu has taken the old comrades of the branch office on four business trips, and will have a half-month break next. Western countries are going to celebrate Christmas, and even if they go on business trips again, they may not be able to find people.

The work of the branch office is in order, and with Chen Zikun there, he hardly needs to worry.

I can't eat decent food abroad, and I originally planned to go to Chuanfu to improve my food. As a result, Aidong and Hongmei went to Donghai to watch the decoration of the new store. Han Yu simply went to the vegetable market to buy some vegetables, and used the hot pot ingredients that the senior sister brought back from Chuanfu last time, and made hot pot at home.

Han Xiangning rushed home after work and smelled the tempting hot pot. He couldn't help but smile and said, "Eat hot pot tonight?"

"The vegetables are washed and waiting for you."

"And mushrooms!"

"Hurry up and wash your hands."

"Right away!"

I have been going abroad frequently during this period, and I didn't bring gifts for Hanhan this time.

While the senior was washing her hands and changing her clothes, Han Yu opened his wallet and put the saved dollars on the table. He sat down and said with a smile: "This time I'm going abroad for a short time, and I only saved 423 dollars. You have time to go to the bank to change it."

Han Xiangning likes his junior to go abroad. After changing his clothes and picking up the money, he asked with a smile: "How many business trips can you take?"

"Two."

"Two more business trips and you're done?"

"Business trips are really tiring, and we can't always take advantage of the government." Han Yu turned on the induction cooker and poured Coke for the senior, while smiling: "This time we transited in BJ and went to the department. Director Ding said that after this series of foreign-related cases are completed, we will be rewarded. , I guess I can't escape a second-class merit, and I'll get a bonus then. "

Han Xiangning laughed and said, "Director Chu said I can also be awarded a second-class merit this year, and I'll also get a bonus then."

Although he had to pay off the mortgage and the money he gave his father-in-law to buy a car, Han Yu didn't want to talk about money all the time, so he immediately changed the subject: "Will Hanhan come back on New Year's Day?"

"No, my mother called and said she would not only participate in the school's art performance, but also the district's art performance." Han Xiangning put away the money, picked up the chopsticks and put the mushrooms into the pot, while complaining, "She doesn't study hard, but sings and dances vigorously. How can she continue like this?"

The daughter's grades are indeed a problem.

Han Yu really didn't want to be called by the teacher for a heart-to-heart talk again, but there was no good way, so he could only perfunctorily say: "Hold on for another two years, and when the Yangtze River Bridge is completed and opened to traffic, you can go to Donghai to keep an eye on her."

"The education in Donghai also has problems. School ends at 4:30 in the afternoon, and there is not much homework assigned." Han Xiangning took a sip of Coke from the cup, and then said: "Yuzhen called me the day before yesterday and said that Xiao Haiyou's school is even more exaggerated, and school ends at 3:30 in the afternoon. She thinks that the teacher in Linghai is still responsible, and plans to transfer Xiao Haiyou back to school."

"Is it getting better?"

"It's not difficult to let Xiao Haiyou come back to study."

In terms of basic education, the basic education level of Binjiang's districts and counties is well-known throughout the country.

The quality of education in Linghai Senior High School and Dongqi Senior High School is really good. Although they are county schools, unlike key high schools in other places that can recruit students across districts, there are more than ten students who can be admitted to Tsinghua University and Peking University every year, and one year there were even more than 30 students!

In fact, it is not just high schools that have good education quality, but it starts from kindergarten. If there is no foundation laid by kindergarten, elementary school and junior high school, it is difficult for high school teachers to cultivate so many outstanding students no matter how responsible they are.

Han Yu knew very well why Binjiang's basic education was good, but he couldn't help but say: "If it really doesn't work, we will also transfer Hanhan back to school."

"Too late."

"Why is it too late?"

Han Xiangning said helplessly, "If the foundation is not laid well, she will not be able to keep up even if she transfers back. Hanhan can barely keep up in Donghai, and her grades are barely in the middle of the class. If she really transfers back, she will definitely be at the bottom of the class, and she will not want to study at that time."

"That's right." Han Yu nodded, feeling very uncomfortable.

"It's all my parents' fault. They dote on me too much."

"You can't blame them entirely. Learning is about talent." Han Yu really envied other people's children who were both good in character and learning. He asked curiously, "How is Yuanyuan's grades?"

"Not bad," Han Xiangning suddenly remembered something when talking about Yuanyuan: "Big Brother and Sister Zhang Lan changed their minds again. They don't plan to buy a house in Donghai for the time being. They just returned to Linghai last week and bought a commercial house. 3,000 per square meter, a total of 98 square meters, spent nearly 300,000."

Han Yu asked puzzledly, "What house did they buy in Linghai?"

"For Yuanyuan to go to school, Lingzhong has a good education quality. I don't know how many leaders want to send their children to Lingzhong. This one calls, that one greets, no one can be offended, Secretary Qian has no choice but to come to Cut with a knife. If you want to go to Lingzhong now, you must first have good grades, and then you must have a house in Linghai. "

"So the commercial housing in Linghai is selling well?"

"The two residential areas near Lingzhong are very popular, otherwise the housing prices in a small county town can be so high." Han Xiangning took a bite of tofu and continued: "In the past, as long as merchants invested 20 million in Linghai, their children could go to Lingzhong. Now the total investment cannot be less than 50 million, and the middle school entrance examination scores must reach the admission score of Lingzhong to be admitted."

"What if it is a little short?"

"You can also go in if you are a little short, but you have to pay a sponsorship fee. If you are one point short, you will pay 10,000. The maximum is 10 points below the admission score. If you are more than 10 points, you will not be allowed to go in no matter how much money you give. Because poor grades can't keep up, it will affect Lingzhong's college entrance examination scores in the future. "

Han Yu figured out the whole story and asked with laughter and tears: "So, when senior brother and Sister Zhang Lan returned to Linghai to buy a house, they just helped Yuanyuan buy the qualifications to apply for Lingzhong? What if Yuanyuan's high school entrance examination score does not meet the admission score of Linghai? , when the time comes, you will have to spend money, and you may not even be able to afford it?”

"It's almost the same, but Linghai doesn't just have Lingzhong, there are several other high schools in Linghai that are not bad compared to the high schools in the city."

Han Xiangning sighed softly, and after thinking about it, he said with great envy: "Xunxun still strives for success. He was admitted to Lingzhong on his own merits without costing his eldest brother and sister-in-law a penny more. My father called me a few days ago and said, Xun has just been assigned to a key class, and the key classes are all top students. They will be either Tsinghua University or Peking University in the future. "

Han Yu was also envious and murmured: "Eldest brother and sister-in-law must be very happy."

"If it were me, I would be just as happy. Your dad said that my eldest brother has given thousands of gifts to teachers alone, not just this year, but next year as well."

"Must I send it?"

"They don't give it to other people. Now the trend is getting worse and worse. Teachers may not remember who gave it how much, but they definitely remember who didn't give it."

"Forget it, let's let Hanhan stay in the East China Sea. I don't have that much money to give gifts to the teacher."

Although Han Yu said this, he was thinking in his heart that if Hanhan's grades were as good as Xunxun, it would not be impossible to give the teacher some gifts. After all, this was related to Hanhan's future.

While I was feeling depressed, my phone suddenly rang.

Looking at the caller ID, it turned out to be Sheng Baocheng, director of the Political Department.

Han Yu knew very well that there was nothing particularly important, and Lao Sheng didn't know how to make calls. He quickly pressed the call button, raised the phone to his ear and asked, "Director Sheng, Han Yu, what's the matter?"

"Bureau Han, Political Commissar Wu got into a fight with someone and is at the South Street Police Station right now!"

"Commissar Wu is fighting with someone?"

"I don't know the specific situation. Bureau Han, I'm not familiar with the South Street Police Station. Why don't you go and have a look?"

"Okay, I'll be there right away."

Comrade Lao Wu is a man of culture. How could a man of culture fight with others?

Even if there was a big fight, he would only fight with Deputy Director Ding of the Political Department of the Changhang Public Security Bureau and Director Qiu of the Publicity Department...

Han Yu thought it was ridiculous. Considering the negative impact this matter would have if it spread, he didn't dare to waste a moment. He didn't care about eating hot pot anymore, so he hurried downstairs and drove Lao Ge's discarded scooter to the South Street Police Station.

When I rushed to the police station, I saw Comrade Wu sitting angrily in the deputy director's office for questioning. It seemed that he had not suffered much, at least he didn't have a bruised nose or face.

The deputy director on duty, who was taking notes for Comrade Lao Wu, stood up and greeted with a suppressed smile: "Bureau Han, why are you here in person?"

"I was passing by. I heard that Political Commissar Wu was here, so I stopped by to take a look." Han Yu didn't want to affect others' handling of the case, so he walked over and patted Comrade Wu on the shoulder and said, "Zou Suo, continue."

"Okay, then sit down for a while."

Not to mention how embarrassed Wu Guoqun was, he wanted to explain to Han Yu, but now was not the time, so he could only continue to accept the questioning honestly.

Weird things happen every year, especially today.

A group of leading cadres were drinking and actually got into a fight while drinking. If the media reporters knew about it, it would definitely become big news in Binjiang.

Zou Suo thought it was funny and asked calmly: "Political Commissar Wu, who made the move first?"

"I!"

"Why did you do it?"

"Xiang Hongwei is not a thing, his quality is too poor. After drinking two drinks, he will talk shamelessly and shamelessly about dirty jokes. I thought he is also a cadre, so I can only endure it and ignore him. I didn't expect that he would go on and on. Put your arm around my shoulders and call me my lover."

Han Yu was stunned and stared at Comrade Wu for a while, not knowing whether he should avoid it or not.

Zou Suo didn't expect that the fight at night would also involve the deputy director of the Maritime Safety Administration. He subconsciously glanced at Han Yu, calmed down and asked, "What did Xiang Hongwei say?"

"He is just an old gangster. First he said that Bureau Han's lover was young and beautiful, and then he asked me how big the bust of Bureau Han's lover was." Wu Guoqun knew very well that it was inappropriate to say this, but when he got to the police station he could only tell the truth. He didn't dare to look. Han Yu could only hang his head and mutter: "I was very angry at the time, but I tried my best to control my emotions. I told him, Xiang Ju, you drank too much."

"and after?"

"He was so shameless that he kept asking questions. He knew people and knew faces, but he didn't expect that Pei Wenwen and Wang Zaijun were also old hooligans. I really don't know how they got into the cadres and started to make noises."

Wu Guoqun took out his cigarette and lit it, took several puffs in succession, and said with a puff of smoke: "At that time, I was still thinking about saving some face for them. At worst, I would stay away from them in the future and just deal with them. I don't know Han." No matter how big the bust of the bureau’s lover is, I only know that the Han bureau’s lover has a big heart, otherwise he would not be the deputy director of the Shanghai Municipal Affairs Bureau, let alone the deputy mayor of the Standing Committee of Changzhou.”

The quality of some cadres is really poor.

Han Yu was equally angry, but at the same time he secretly admired Comrade Lao Wu for his skill, at least in answering the hooligan questions of those old hooligans.

Zou Suo also felt that Comrade Wu was capable, and asked with a bit of embarrassment: "What happens next?"

"They are really dirty. I don't know how dirty their thoughts are. They actually hit the snake with a stick. They kept talking about who helped Han Bureau's lover to take the leadership position, and who had an ambiguous relationship with so-and-so. Anyway, It’s as ugly as it sounds.”

Comrade Lao Wu took another puff of cigarette and said through gritted teeth: "I really can't stand listening to him. Maybe I drank some wine at night. When I got angry, I just punched him."

"Who did you punch?"

"Xiang Hongwei."

"Did you just punch Xiang Hongwei?"

"More than that, I think I kicked him a few times." Comrade Wu put out his cigarette butt and said angrily: "Pei Wenjian and Wang Zaijun got anxious, pointed at my nose and scolded me, asking me why I hit people. I was very angry at the time, so I didn't say anything polite to them and hit them a few times, otherwise they wouldn't have called 110."

The "case" is not complicated, and Comrade Wu's performance at night is remarkable.

One beats three, a complete victory!

One of the three old hooligans went to the hospital, and the other two were beaten black and blue and were being questioned by the police from the police station in the office next door.

Han Yu didn't expect that this was caused by her senior. After Zou finished taking notes, he asked with a wry smile: "Zou, what should we do now?"

"What else can we do? Mediation."

"Can it be mediated?"

The police are all one family. Zou must help Old Wu. He said without hesitation: "Xiang Hongwei and his men were wrong first, unless they want to make a big deal and make themselves infamous."

"Okay, please."

"It's not a matter of please." Zou put away the notes, stood up and said with a smile: "Political Commissar Wu, you are true and loyal. But if you encounter such things again in the future, you still have to stay calm."

"Sorry to trouble you."

"It's okay, you sit down for a while, I'll go to the next door to take a look."

"Okay."

As soon as Zou walked out of the office, Old Wu said with a sad face: "Director Han, I'm sorry, I really didn't expect it to be like this, and I didn't expect Xiang Hongwei, who looked well-dressed, to be a rag."

"Political Commissar, this is not your fault. In fact, I have to thank you." Han Yu Patting his arm, after thinking about it, he asked curiously: "Which unit is Xiang Hongwei the deputy director of?"

"He is from the Cultural Bureau. He is not a deputy director, but a deputy researcher."

"What about the other two?"

"One is the deputy director of the District Cultural Bureau, and the other is the chairman of the District Science and Technology Association. I was really blind to go out drinking with them."

"Let's not talk about this. Be careful next time."

"I know."

After waiting for about half an hour, Zou came back and closed the door and said: "Director Han, Political Commissar Wu, Pei Wenjian and Wang Zaijun agreed to reconcile. I sent them home first. I also called Xiang Hongwei. At first... At first, he didn't want to reconcile. He insisted on pursuing some responsibility and said that he wanted to go for a physical examination.

I analyzed the pros and cons on the phone. He heard that if we handled the matter impartially, we would inform their unit according to regulations. He should have considered that if the matter got out of hand, it would have a bad impact. He said that he would admit his bad luck and would not pursue it anyway."

"Is he seriously injured?" Han Yu asked in a low voice.

"I called the hospital and the doctor said it wasn't serious, just a skin injury."

"What about the medical expenses?"

"He is a leading cadre, and he has public medical care. He doesn't have to spend his own money on medical treatment."

"Is that it?"

"It's done, go back." Zou had never encountered such a funny thing before, and he laughed again: "Political Commissar Wu, call me when you want to drink in the future, we must have something in common."