"Still in the detention room?"
Chen Shaoping looked at County Party Secretary He Jinbo in shock, "Secretary He, wasn't Guo Jinyang just racing illegally? There were no casualties and the circumstances were not bad. At most he had to pay a fine. Why is he still in the detention room?"
He Jinbo sighed and said, "This Mr. Guo is angry!"
Chen Shaoping understood it as soon as he heard it, and couldn't help but sneer in his heart.
It would be simple if we had to deal with this matter according to Chen Shaoping's temper: If you have the ability, you can stay in the detention room for the rest of your life, and you will take care of food and accommodation anyway!
Come on, whoever can't stand it first will have a grandson.
"Angry?"
Chen Shaoping became more and more confused and asked: "This Mr. Guo did not speed drive illegally. Did our police comrades wrongly accuse him?"
He Jinbo knew as soon as he heard this that Chen Shaoping deliberately asked Shen Zhongsong and his party.
Shen Zhongsong naturally heard the meaning of Chen Shaoping's words. He didn't answer and didn't know how to answer.
"This Guo Jinyang is so ignorant!" Shen Zhongsong cursed secretly.
The County Public Security Bureau investigated the drag racing gang and arrested Guo Jinyang on the spot. There were no problems in terms of formalities or procedures.
As the executive deputy mayor, Shen Zhongsong personally came from Jiangli City to invite Guo Jinyang in person, and even meant to apologize in his words.
But this Guo Jinyang is good, he has a rude and unforgiving attitude, and even Shen Zhongsong, the executive deputy mayor, doesn't give him face.
Now that Shen Zhongsong was trapped here, he was in a dilemma.
Shen Zhongsong didn't want to come on his own, it was Mayor Zhao Mengzhou who arranged for him to come!
At this time, Shen Zhongsong was angry, but he couldn't complain. After all, he was the executive deputy mayor.
The judicial process is here, who dares to openly violate the judicial process?
Even Executive Deputy Mayor Shen Zhongsong had to take care of this matter in the name of "inspecting the National Energy Group and accidentally saw Guo Jinyang being detained, so he gave a helping hand."
Chen Shaoping had an anxious and confused expression on his face, but he was quite happy in his heart: "Okay, if the executive deputy mayor doesn't give you face when he comes to fish for people, then just continue to stay in the detention room! It's best to sort things out. Keep making noise!"
Yue Gutong, deputy secretary of the county party committee, was thinking of a ruthless move at the moment.
He has an internal agent in the Rongjiang County Public Security Bureau and is an absolutely safe role.
Yue Gutong changed his clothes and drove to a small restaurant next to the Pearl Plaza in Rongjiang County.
The owner of the restaurant was a short, fat man. When he saw Yue Gutong coming, he looked around. When he saw no one there, he opened the curtain of the kitchen.
Yue Gutong walked through the kitchen area of the restaurant and went upstairs.
There is a tea set in a low and dilapidated house on the second floor.
Yue Gutong sat down skillfully and made a cup of Gongfu tea.
The tea had just been brewed when a man walked in outside the door, also wearing a coat, hat, mask, and sunglasses.
"Lao Zhang, let's have a cup of tea first!"
Yue Gutong handed over a cup of hot tea.
The visitor took off his mask and sunglasses, revealing a scarred face.
Zhang Jun, a veteran policeman from the County Public Security Bureau, was slashed on the face while arresting gangsters more than ten years ago, leaving a frightening scar.
At that time, he was eligible to be promoted to deputy director, but he was not promoted later.
If Zhang Jun was promoted to deputy director back then, then he is at least a deputy county magistrate now.
It is said that the reason is that his image is not suitable for being a leader.
He left scars for his work. This should have been an honor, but unexpectedly it became a flaw that hindered his promotion. It's ironic to say that.
However, Yue Gutong knew that the reason why Zhang Jun was not promoted to deputy director was not because of the scar on his face.
But because the person who slashed him was a snake-skinned person.
At that time, Shepi was already becoming the dominant company in Rongjiang County, and the political and legal system had Shepi's backing.
Rongjiang is a stormy place, with dragons and tigers emerging one after another.
From a "hindsight perspective", it is a good thing that Zhang Jun did not become director...
A policeman with a sense of honor can easily turn to the opposite side of honor after being denied honor...
Zhang Jun took a sip and drank the hot tea in the cup.
Zhang Jun didn't know what the brewed Gongfu tea tasted like, as he was not in the habit of tasting tea.
Yue Gutong smiled slightly and drank the hot tea in the cup in five sips.
This is a unique ritual between Yue Gutong and Zhang Jun that happens every time they meet.
"Old Zhang, Guo Jinyang is still in the detention room?"
Yue Gutong's voice was very deep, as if he was talking in water.
"You little bastard, you don't want to go out!" Zhang Jun's voice was hoarse, as if he was tearing up a piece of rag.
"Then let him stay in it forever!"
Yue Gutong held the justice cup and poured Zhang Jun a second cup of tea.
Zhang Jun raised his face, which was pierced by scars, and stared at Yue Gutong without moving.
"Stay in there forever?" Zhang Jun's voice sounded like tearing rags, "That's the prince of Jinjiang Guoneng Group!"
Yue Gutong didn't say anything. He picked up the teacup on the tea tray and sipped the tea slowly.
"Five hundred thousand!" Yue Gutong stretched out his palm, and then the five fingers turned into two, "The deposit is two hundred thousand!"
"One million, deposit 400,000!" Zhang Jun held the tea but did not drink it.
"Old Zhang, we are old friends!" Yue Gutong said somewhat unhappily.
"Lao Yue, you know the situation of my family. If this thing is done, you might get involved!" Zhang Jun made a very determined voice in his hoarse voice.
"Eight hundred thousand, deposit 300,000!" Yue Gutong hesitated.
"Deal!" Zhang Jun drank the hot tea in his hand.
"Old Zhang, if we meet again next time, it would be best to have a celebratory drink!"
Yue Gutong started wearing a hat.
Once the matter is settled, there is no need to stay here anymore.
Downstairs is the kitchen, and the tea room upstairs has a strong smell of oil smoke. No matter how good the tea is, you can't taste it here.
Yue Gutong is very particular about tea tasting.
After Yue Gutong left, Zhang Jun sat inside for about ten minutes before coming down from upstairs.
"Boss, it's the same as before!"
Zhang Jun said to the short and fat boss.
The short and fat boss smiled all over his face and said wait a moment.
More than twenty minutes later, Zhang Jun walked out carrying a portion of fried pork ribs and a portion of braised pork.
His daughter likes fried pork ribs and my mother likes braised pork.
Because of the relationship between Zhang Jun and Yue Gutong, the short and fat boss always gave Zhang Jun a sufficient amount of food, and the price would not increase if the amount was increased.
Back at the old two-bedroom home, my daughter was sitting in a wheelchair with a smile on her face.
"Dad, I smell the aroma of fried pork ribs..."
"Okay, my nose is getting better and better!" Zhang Jun immediately handed over the packaged fried pork ribs.
The daughter, who was already in her twenties, put the fried pork ribs on her almost useless thighs, and her mouth was filled with oil as she ate.
"Mom, the braised pork is still hot. Eat it quickly!"
