Riverside police

Today, the Port Supervisory Authority will come for on-site inspection. Not only will 001 drive into the Yangtze River for a drag test, but it will also have to conduct a sea trial in waters with a water depth of more than 20 meters. Firefighting, rescue and anti-ship robbery drills will also be organized.

Han Yu rushed to the shipyard before dawn and checked with Zhou Gong that all the information was incomplete.

Captain Wang, Zhu Baogen and Liang Xiaoyu were busy scrubbing 001, while Manager Wu quickly organized workers to clean the barge to show the best of 001 and the barge to the ship inspection department.

Xu Sanye arranged the drill plan according to the test plan.

Let Lao Zhang go to the ship lock and riverside gas station to see how the preparations are going, and he will go to the passenger terminal in person.

The fire protection in Bailonggang is under the jurisdiction of the Bailonggang Police Station, and fire drills are very important. Moreover, Xu Sanye not only has to conduct fire drills, Zhang Junyan made a special trip back from Binjiang to help.

Just when Han Yu was busy, Zhang Lan rushed to the shipyard on his bicycle.

"Sister Zhang, why are you here so early?"

"You can get the certificate after the inspection. This is a big deal. Teacher Ding asked me to come here early."

"Will Jiao Ding come?"

"Ding Jiao has three meetings today and he can't come." Zhang Lan greeted Zhou Gong and took out a newspaper from his bag: "Xianyu, you are in the newspaper and your institute is famous!"

Han Yu subconsciously asked: "The report that Reporter Wang came to interview?"

"Well, they came the day before yesterday and reported it today. How efficient is this?"

"Let me see."

"You are so beautiful, hurry up and read it. I will give it to Xu Suo to see after you finish it."

You won’t know if you don’t look at it, but you will see Han Yule when you open it.

There are indeed photos of myself, Xu Suo and Liang Xiaoyu in the newspaper, and they are on the second page of "Binjiang Daily".

Reporter Wang is definitely a talented person, and the title has been so good - "I am stationed at the end of the Yangtze River, guarding the spring water flowing eastward"!

This is a follow-up report on the abundance of scalpers in Bailong Port and the difficulty in buying ferry tickets, but the news reports are not limited to the Yanjiang Police Station of the Linghai Public Security Bureau, the Bailonggang Police Station of the Binjiang Port Public Security Bureau, and the Police Squadron of the Donghai Branch of the Changhang Public Security Bureau. Crack down on scalpers who resell ferry tickets.

Not only did he write about the ongoing shoreline patrols and water security inspections before the Spring Festival, but he also devoted a lot of space to reporting on the handling of dangerous situations on the river the day before yesterday to ensure the safety of passenger and freight transport on the North Branch of the Yangtze River.

A very ordinary rescue operation was written in such a thrilling way that Han Yu felt a little embarrassed watching it.

Seeing that he was reluctant to put it down, Zhang Lan grabbed the newspaper and turned to page six.

"Reporter Wang called Ding Jiao yesterday and said that many people working and living in other places wrote very nice and touching letters. They not only expressed their gratitude to you, but also revealed a deep nostalgia between the lines. From their perspective, even You can feel the earth-shaking changes in Linghai and even Binjiang over the years of reform and opening up."

"I have read this letter, but I didn't have time to reply. Why is it published?"

"Reporter Wang said that the editor in charge of the cultural section felt like he had found a treasure when he saw the letters he brought back from the masses. Today is just the first one published, and it will be serialized next."

Although reading and replying to letters is tiring, it is also very interesting.

I can get to know so many people who work all over the world through letters, I can understand some things that I would never understand at ordinary times, and I can experience a different working life through words.

Han Yu grinned and said: "It's good to serialize it. If you write a good letter, it's either a leader or a cadre, someone from the army, a college student, and a journalist."

"So this is not just a letter, it's also literature."

Zhang Lan also admired people who could write articles. She sighed and asked curiously: "Xianyu, how do you reply to others' letters?"

Han Yu scratched his neck and said with an embarrassed look: "People only need to write a letter, but I have to reply to so many letters. It's impossible to write like a composition."

"Then how did you write it?"

"First of all, I would like to thank you for your letter, and then apologize to you. The office is busy with work and there are many letters from the public, so the letter is late. Then I will introduce the investigation progress of the 9.17 case and the basic situation of our office. Finally, I welcome tourists from Linghai to return to my hometown. Take a look, travelers who are passing by or coming to our Linghai for business are welcome to visit Linghai when they have time."

Han Yu smiled and added: "If someone encounters something in Linghai, especially in Bailonggang, they can come to our Yanjiang Police Station and we will provide as much help as we can."

Zhang Lan looked at him with a smile and asked: "It's the same, do they all respond like this?"

"Well, just change your head, otherwise I won't be able to do anything else."

"Ha ha ha ha."

"What are you laughing at?"

"My writing is so good and so emotional, but you are perfunctory and not sincere at all!"

"You can stand and talk without pain in your back. You have to answer so many letters. Let me see how sincere you are."

"I won't tell you anymore, I'll go find Xu Suo."

"etc."

"What's the matter?" Zhang Lan turned around.

Han Yu asked with a sad face: "Sister Zhang, is it true or false that Xu said that Brother Xu wants me to warm your bed?"

Zhang Lan chuckled and said, "That's the case."

"Warming the bed is what children do. I'm going to be seventeen soon. Is it appropriate for me to do it?"

"If you don't grow taller, you will still be a child, let alone seventeen, even if you are twenty."

"Must you go to warm the bed?"

He must be afraid of being laughed at. Zhang Lan also found it funny and patted his arm: "I didn't ask you to warm the bed, it was Xu Suo and Xu Mingyuan who asked you to go. If you really don't want to go, you can tell Xu Suo and Xu Mingyuan .”

If Xu Sanye asks you to go, then you must go.

Not to mention how depressed Han Yu was, he muttered: "Sister Zhang, when you get married, should I continue to call you sister or sister-in-law."

"Of course I'll continue to call you sister. I don't like people calling me sister-in-law."

"Okay, I want two wedding candies."

"Okay, okay, two portions is two portions, you are a child."

Zhang Lan smiled, put away the newspaper and turned around to leave.

As soon as she walked out of the work shed, she suddenly remembered something, and quickly turned around and asked: "Xianyu, the inspection is a special matter. We can't ignore the meal. How did you arrange lunch?"

For the Yanjiang Police Station, ship registration inspection is like taking off your pants and farting.

But for Bailonggang Shipyard, this is a good opportunity to establish a relationship with the ship inspection department.

Thinking that the food could be improved at noon, Han Yu grinned and said, "Everything arranged by Manager Wu is ready. Let's go to Bailonggang Hotel at noon."

"That restaurant that just opened next to the post office?"

"That's the one, Manager Wu said there are private rooms on the second floor!"

Today, people are not only here to inspect 001, but also the barge.

As a manufacturer of barges, Boss Wu deserves a treat.

Zhang Lan thought about not having to go to Ding Jiao to sign for the reception fee, so she smiled and said: "This is best. You are busy with your business. I will go to Xu Suo first."

There are mountains of materials that people want to see.

Han Yu arranged them neatly according to the catalog and was about to go to the ship to see how Captain Wang and the others were preparing. The instructor came accompanied by four ship inspectors wearing port supervisor uniforms.

The Binjiang Port Supervision Bureau is richer than the local port supervisors and richer than the local police.

This can be seen from their uniforms.

Regardless of whether they are leaders or newcomers who have just joined the work, they all wear dark gray woolen polyester "gabardine", which is the same style as the officer uniform of the People's Liberation Army.

The coat is dark gray "navy" and the lining is made of "beautiful silk"!

Just when he was lamenting that compared with others, he looked like a beggar, a tall figure wearing a beanie hat and a "navy" coat appeared in front of him.

"Xianyu, it's really you!"

"Han...Monitor Han, you...why are you here too."

Han Xiangning came up to him with a smile, looked him up and down and said with a smile: "What the hell, monitor Han, we are from the same family, I am older than you, call me sister."

He also graduated from Binjiang Shipping School. He was assigned to the Port Supervisor of the Ministry of Transportation, but he was assigned to the Public Security Bureau.

Others wear "navy" coats, but I can only wear a wrinkled cotton-padded jacket.

Han Yu felt a little ashamed of himself. He glanced at Boss Wu, who was greeting the ship inspectors enthusiastically, and said with embarrassment: "I didn't tell Zhu Ke that we were classmates. It was our director who told you, Zhu Ke. He thought that anyone who graduated from a shipping school was a classmate."

What a poor child, he was assigned to this corner.

Han Xiangning sympathized with the junior student's situation and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter. Besides, we are classmates in the same school. I called your teacher Wu yesterday. It turns out that he already knew that you were assigned to the public security system."

She is so beautiful, even more beautiful than Lin Xiaohui, and she was the school beauty in school.

Han Yu did not dare to look directly and whispered: "I told Teacher Wu."

"You also asked Teacher Wu to help you find a job."

"Teacher Wu told you?"

Han Xiangning looked back behind her and confirmed that the old instructor at the police station was talking to the section chief. She leaned into his ear and said, "Teacher Wu, please don't worry. Work here first. When he turns eighteen in two years, he will Then I will arrange for you to become a sailor."

What a shame!

Why did Teacher Wu tell her everything? Han Yu was about to cry but had no tears. He was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.

To Han Xiangning, he was just a child. Overflowing with sympathy, he covered his mouth and said calmly: "I heard that you were here to follow me to have a look. Actually, I am not in the ship inspection department."

"Which department are you in?"

"Crew Examination Department, your unit has a ship, and the service years are definitely no problem. Come to me when the time comes for the examination."

The senior student who was well treated was already very embarrassed when she saw herself in such a state of desolation. Thinking of the promotion exam that she would take in the future, Han Yu was even more embarrassed, and she couldn't hide even if she wanted to.

Because they are port supervisors of the Ministry of Transportation, not only the seafarers from Binjiang go to them to take exams and obtain certificates, but also the seafarers from several nearby cities go to them to take exams.

Han Xiangning didn't know what the junior was thinking, and continued: "Actually, it's quite good to be a seafarer. I used to work on the ship for one month and on the shore for a year. Now the salary of overseas seafarers is higher than before, two to three thousand a month. Many people go to our place to take exams.”

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