Yi Zhonghai knew that he was in trouble today, and his good-guy persona in the courtyard was about to be discarded.
He quickly winked at the aunt and asked her to find the deaf old lady. With her old skills, she should be able to help him.
Aunt Wang thought for a while and said, this matter is really too serious to handle.
There are two reasons for this, one is that no damage has been done yet. The second is that the handling is too heavy and the impact will be too great, which will subject the staff of the subdistrict office to punishment and affect the image of the cadres.
When I was thinking about how to deal with it, I was interrupted by the deaf old lady.
"I just fell asleep and I was woken up by you, which disturbed my sleep." The deaf old lady said pretending to be unhappy.
Then she said: "If nothing happens, it's getting late. Everyone, let's go and rest."
If it weren't for watching her being supported by Aunt Wang, everyone might have been fooled by her, and everyone looked at Aunt Wang.
Aunt Wang glanced at the deaf old lady and said gently: "Old lady, you are old, so please don't get involved in some things."
"Why, my old lady can't intervene anymore? Isn't Zhonghai doing bad things with good intentions just to help needy residents? How else should we deal with it?" the deaf old lady asked.
Aunt Wang glanced at the deaf old lady and asked Zhang Zhifei: "Zhang Zhifei, please tell everyone what happened before and after."
"Okay, Director Wang.
The story starts last night. Yi Zhonghai came to see me after dinner last night. I had a premonition that he had bad intentions, and it was getting late. I was afraid of affecting the rest of my brothers and sisters, so I didn't open the door for him.
This morning, he came to the door before I had eaten. What he meant was that he wanted me to give up the job my mother left behind to Qin Huairu so that she could change her rural household registration to an urban household registration.
I have clearly told him that as a reserve member of the organization, I will not deceive the organization or give up my job to Qin Huairu.
This afternoon, when I came back from get off work, my sister told me that a hospital-wide meeting would be held after dinner. I knew it was because of work.
The big man in our compound has always been a eloquent man, secretly changing ideas, confusing the public, and taking it as his own duty to favor the Jia family. I am worried that he will resort to moral kidnapping again tonight, so I will inform you and the security department of the steel rolling mill in advance. You have also seen what happened next. "Zhang Zhifei said matter-of-factly without exaggerating.
Aunt Wang reprimanded Yi Zhonghai: "My parents just passed away, and you gathered all the residents in the hospital to bully a few children. What's more, Comrade Zhang Kangzhan is a veteran and a hero who sacrificed for the collective interests. He is a second-class hero of the country, you Do you know what you are doing? It is insulting and bullying the will of a martyr."
Yi Zhonghai argued: "Director, I do it out of good intentions..."
Seeing that Yi Zhonghai showed no remorse, Aunt Wang raised her voice and said, "Shut up, you haven't shown any remorse until now. Aren't you ashamed?"
"Girl Wang, Zhonghai did it unintentionally. He also wanted to help his neighbors. Although the method was wrong, the starting point was still to help others, which is worthy of encouragement. Look, just say a few words and forget it." The deaf old lady said with a smile. .
Zhang Zhifei looked at the kind-looking old lady in front of him and felt that she was not an ordinary person. She found the right entry point.
"Old lady, one code means the other. Yi Zhonghai's problem cannot be solved with just a few words. He is trying to deceive the organization and bully the martyrs." Aunt Wang explained.
"Zhonghai, isn't it enough to bully the martyrs' relatives and fool the organization?" the deaf old lady asked doubtfully.
Aunt Wang knows that the residents of the courtyard have not yet realized the seriousness of the matter. Although it is common for people to ignore officials and to ignore officials, they must not tell anyone about it.
Yi Zhonghai made a blatant decision at the meeting to privately seek jobs for the children of martyrs. If this happened, he, the director, would definitely be punished.
"Old lady, it is illegal in itself for Yi Zhonghai to let Qin Huairu take the post. He also used his status as the uncle of the courtyard to force himself to take the post and bully the children of the martyrs. Do you think it is enough?" Aunt Wang retorted.
"Girl Wang, Zhonghai made an unintentional mistake. He didn't understand the policy. He did bad things out of good intentions." The deaf old lady seized on this point to explain.
Her purpose is very clear. At the very least, Yi Zhonghai's character must not be questioned, and at least she must be able to explain the past, so as not to affect the retirement issues of herself and others.
Aunt Wang didn't want to go online. If she really wanted to deal with Yi Zhonghai severely, it would have a big impact, and both herself and the staff of the subdistrict office would be implicated.
Fortunately, Zhang Zhifei informed himself in advance that there were no serious consequences and it was still within control.
"This requires the understanding of the parties involved." Aunt Wang curled her lips and said.
"Zhifei, as the saying goes, distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors. Your uncle also made an unintentional mistake. Please forgive him this time." The deaf old lady said to Zhang Zhifei.
Zhang Zhifei also saw what Aunt Wang meant. He had been in the officialdom in his previous life and knew that the other party wanted to cover up the situation for fear of affecting the staff of the neighborhood office.
I will have many opportunities to deal with the street office in the future, so it is not appropriate to offend everyone openly. This time, on the surface, Yi Zhonghai was allowed to go free, and he could still save face by showing off to the street, which would also be good for him in the future.
As for Yi Zhonghai, although it did not cause serious consequences, his behavior was bad. Considering the relationship between Tian Qiwen and his father, he would definitely recommend that he be dealt with severely.
Even if someone protects him, the lightest punishment will be a demerit. If he is more aggressive, he may be demoted or placed on probation.
At that time, it would be impossible if the sub-district office did not deal with it. At the very least, Yi Zhonghai's identity as the first uncle would definitely be removed. If he loses the talisman of the first uncle, there will be many ways to deal with him in the future.
If we don't send him to a labor camp to eat sand, Zhang Zhifei will be a time traveler in vain.
"Director Wang, I can't forgive Yi Zhonghai. He sees our brothers and sisters as being easy to bully. He can't bear it.
But you are kind to me, I will give you a face, my family will not hold him legally responsible, and this matter will be left to the steel rolling mill to handle. Whatever the outcome is, I can accept it. "Zhang Zhifei said to Aunt Wang.
Aunt Wang's expression obviously relaxed, and she said seriously: "Yi Zhonghai, if you really have to investigate the mistakes you made, you may be sent to a labor camp. I hope you can learn from this in the future and never make it again." "
"Thank you, Director Wang." said the deaf old lady, and then pushed Yi Zhonghai, signaling for him to say something soft.
Yi Zhonghai knew that he was in trouble and said in a low voice: "Thank you, Director Wang."
Aunt Wang said with a straight face: "You want to thank Zhang Zhifei, not me."
Aunt Wang finally saw the dirty side of the courtyard today. This problem must be dealt with as soon as possible, otherwise trouble will happen in the future.
However, she knew that Zhang Kangzhan had just died in the line of duty, but Yi Zhonghai and others came to bully the children of the martyr. Although they did not have to bear legal responsibility, the steel rolling mill would definitely take action.
The sub-district office can only make further processing based on the processing results of the steel rolling mill.
Thinking of this, Aunt Wang said to Tian Qiwen: "Chief Tian, these people will be dealt with by your Red Star Steel Rolling Mill first. The street office will further deal with them based on the results of your treatment. What do you think?"
Tian Qiwen nodded and said, "Well, I have no objection. We will send a copy of the results to the street office."
Tian Qiwen and Zhang Kangzhan were brothers in life and death. Now his brother's children are being bullied. Before, he would have bullied Yi Zhonghai a long time ago.
Although he couldn't offend Yi Zhonghai now, he could still vent his anger on Zhang Zhifei.
Immediately, he ordered the security officer to take Yi Zhonghai, Liu Haizhong and others away for investigation.
"No, aren't we going to investigate? Why are we still investigating?" The deaf old lady stopped the security department and prevented Yi Zhonghai and others from being taken away.
Tian Qiwen said: "If the victims do not hold them legally responsible, it does not mean that the steel rolling mill will not deal with it."
Seeing that the deaf old lady still refused to get out of the way, and other family members wanted to surround her, Tian Qiwen shouted: "Get out of the way, if you want to follow me, just tell me and I will meet your requirements."
The deaf old lady knew that her face was not easy to use in the security department of the steel rolling mill, so she could only get out of the way temporarily and find Factory Director Yang to solve the problem later.
Aunt Wang saw that Yi Zhonghai and others were taken away, and there was no need for her to stay any longer. She comforted Zhang Zhifei's brother and sister and informed all hospital staff that the street office would make final arrangements for the matter tomorrow.
After sending Aunt Wang away, the four brothers and sisters Zhang Zhifei went home to rest in excitement amid the surprised eyes of the neighbors.
