Autumn has arrived in the blink of an eye. During this time, everyone in Balihe has gradually become accustomed to Cao Jianjun's changes.
Even instructor Ye Wei specifically mentioned this matter after discussing work in the director's office this morning.
"Director, how did you teach me? The army has changed a lot in the past two months. Not only have all police situations been handled very well, but I have also become very humble and not greedy for merit!"
"Especially the incident of the young girl Wang Wenwen jumping off the building a few days ago. If Jianjun hadn't stopped her desperately, it would have easily led to a big accident!"
"No matter what, Cao Jianjun just did what a police officer should do!" But don't look at what Wang Shouyi said.
The smile on his face directly revealed his true thoughts. He was very satisfied with this young apprentice who only became enlightened when he was nearly 40 years old.
Ye Wei was able to achieve this position because he was a good person. Although the instructor and the director were on the same level, the director Wang Shouyi was senior after all. When he first came to the institute as a household registration police officer.
He has been the deputy director for more than ten years, and Director Song of the branch is even more so.
So he just smiled and suggested: "Director, the normal establishment in our institute should be three deputy directors. Since Zhao retired last year, there has been a shortage of one!"
"So you think we should suggest to the branch that Jianjun should take up this position. His qualifications and abilities are more than enough to be the deputy director!"
"In addition, I will apply for third-class merit for him. Deputy Director Wang of the branch just called me and said that the municipal bureau has approved it!"
"Okay... I think it's better to wait. There's no rush for this!" Wang Shou thought about it and agreed, but in the end he still didn't agree.
He also thought about himself and planned to observe for a while. Now this young apprentice has become much more mature, but he is afraid that if he becomes the deputy director, he will become the same as before...
Cao Jianjun, who was working downstairs, didn't know that because of his master's words, his position as deputy director was gone.
But even if he knew it, he wouldn't care. At first, because of his obsession, he still had a dream of wearing a white shirt. Now as time goes by, he has already looked away. It would be best if he could wear it. It doesn’t matter if you really can’t wear it.
Anyway, in a few years, police uniforms will be issued, which in a sense can be regarded as wearing white shirts. A new rule will be introduced, and those who have been engaged in front-line law enforcement work at the grassroots level for 25 years can retire early.
He has been working for fifteen years, and he can retire after another ten years. When the time comes, he will travel around the country with his wife Zhou Hui, and he will be as happy as a god.
Cao Jianjun had nothing to do here. He took out his mobile phone in his busy schedule and grinned when he saw the balance in his account. The 30,000 yuan he invested before has now made seven figures.
Of course, this amount of money was not enough to buy a house and improve the living conditions at home, so I did some operations on the screen and invested in a few stocks that would rise sharply in the future.
At the same time, he also set a limit for himself and stopped when he reached eight figures. Although the money was not much, if he bought a house and bought a car, the rest would be enough for the family to live happily.
At this time, Cheng Hao came over with a police report and said, "Jianjun, what a good thing happened to you, you are smiling so happily!"
"Cheng Suo!" Cao Jianjun greeted.
"It's nothing good. I just bought some stocks recently when I had nothing to do, and now they have risen a lot!"
Cheng Hao smiled when he heard this: "Congratulations, you will have a treat later!"
Then the scene changed and he handed over the police report in his hand: "Someone called the police in Unit 602, Building 3, Yinghuayuan Community, Huguang Road. The delivery boy got into a fight with the customer who ordered the food. It was quite serious!"
Cao Jianjun stood up and took the alarm ticket, turned around and said, "Xiao Zheng, Xiao Wu, let's go!"
"Okay, Brother Cao!" The two people whose names were called stood up and responded.
After that, the three of them got their equipment, went out, drove the police car and rushed to the location of the alarm.
Auxiliary policeman Xiao Wu was driving on the road and complained: "Brother Cao, do you think we will be able to replace the police car in our station? This old Roewe 350 is still a 11-year-old car!"
"It's been more than eight years now, and I've driven nearly 300,000 kilometers. The fault light is now almost half on. A friend of mine was at the Wuhu Road Police Station. He was so envious of the newly issued car!"
"Although our Pingling is a second-tier city with a relatively developed economy, Balihe belongs to the urban-rural fringe. Not only is it the poorest in the entire branch, it is also ranked among the bottom!"
"I'm probably not as rich as a rich second generation like you, so I guess changing my car is a long way off!" Cao Jianjun, sitting in the passenger seat, turned around and joked with a smile.
The auxiliary policeman Wu Jing in front of him has the same name as a famous actor. Although his family is not a rich man like Pingling, he still owns more than ten large-scale fresh food supermarkets.
So there is no shortage of money at all. Coming to work in Balihe is purely a hobby. I just want to fulfill my dream of uniforming. If I don't pass the police academy, I can only become an auxiliary police officer.
Cao Jianjun vaguely remembered that on the first day this guy came to work two years ago, the whole office was shocked because he actually drove a Mercedes-Benz e300 worth more than 500,000 to report.
Of course, after repeated education from the director's instructor, I realized that this car was quite eye-catching, so now I had no choice but to drive the Audi A4, the smallest car in their garage, to work.
Even if I occasionally drive a Mercedes-Benz, I usually park farther away. Although there is no rule that public officials cannot drive good cars, sometimes they are intimidating.
At this time, Zheng Sen, who was sitting in the back seat, heard the two people in front talking about cars, and thought of something in his mind, because they usually have a good relationship.
So he leaned forward and said with a smile: "Brother Ang, can you lend me your Mercedes-Benz E300 to drive this weekend? I can help build a fleet when my friend gets married!"
"No problem, as long as you arrange a Haidilao meal for me, let alone the weekend, I'll lend it to you for a month!" Wu Jing even joked after agreeing, so he naturally didn't miss this meal.
Zheng Sen waved his hands after hearing this: "Haidilao is fine, but let's forget it for a month. Normally I wouldn't dare to drive that car. Even if some paint is chipped, I'll probably lose half a month's salary!"
"It's not that exaggerated. You can just drive it. You have insurance anyway~"
While chatting, they arrived at the call location. The police car drove directly in. Cao Jianjun observed from inside the car that this Sakura Garden is an old community with six-story buildings and no high-rise buildings with elevators, so the delivery staff and customers are the most vulnerable. prone to conflicts,
From a distance in the car, I could see a large circle of people surrounding the door of Unit 2. Then the police car parked in a nearby parking space, and several people got out of the car and turned on the law enforcement recorders.
Cao Jianjun came over here and saw more and more people gathering. There were many people holding up their mobile phones to record videos, and he and his colleagues couldn't squeeze through.
He shouted directly: "Everyone, please give way. We are from the Balihe Police Station. Who called the police?"
"Comrade police, you are here. It was me who called the police. I feel uncomfortable all over now, especially my head." A feeble voice came from the crowd.
The person speaking was wearing a yellow uniform of a certain yellow delivery boy.
He was lying on the steps at the door. There was a bruise on his eye, his face was obviously swollen, and his nosebleeds were all stained on his clothes. He looked very miserable...
(End of chapter)
