Chapter 9 Is the door ajar?

Style: Romance Author: Southern Coconut BayWords: 2194Update Time: 24/02/20 14:39:23
Could it be that we need to install listening equipment in the radio?

However, the director himself did not take any action in this regard, nor did he instruct me to do so.

Besides, is it necessary to go to war with a cadre who made a small mistake and was only detained for three days?

Ma Xiaole couldn't figure it out.

Director of the Supervision Office Dong Jinshan knew Ma Xiaole's doubts, but he did not need to tell him. He would say as little as possible. This would be good for both him and himself.

"Sit down, just know some things. Don't ask questions. You have just arrived in the inspection room and have not adapted to the work environment. This is not the security department, and your job is not to solve cases."

"Don't ask why everything? There aren't that many questions."

Dong Jinshan, Director of the Supervision Office, gave Yan Yue's sermon, which made Ma Xiaole feel a little embarrassed and couldn't help but feel ashamed and her face turned hot.

Xiao Ma obeyed the order of his immediate superior and sat down.

At this time, there was a "clang" sound, and the ajar door was pushed open. No, more accurately, it should be kicked open.

"Here we come!" Dong Jinshan, director of the inspection office, and Ma Xiaole, the clerk, stood up from the bed where they were sitting.

A strong smell of alcohol filled the air, and then a drunken young man staggered in.

"What's going on? The door was locked when I went out. Why is the door ajar now?" the visitor yelled.

He rubbed his drunken eyes and felt confused. Why were there two uninvited guests in the room?

In an instant, he was startled. Oh no, there was a thief in the house?

He rolled up his sleeves, clenched his fists, stumbled forward, and cursed, "Grandma, you are such a bear. How dare you go to the labor camp to steal?"

"See if I don't crush you today."

Seeing the opponent's fist coming towards him, Dong Jinshan, director of the Supervision Office, did not dodge. He took out his hand and strangled his wrist like lightning.

"Ah!" The visitor let out a dull cry, obviously unable to bear the pain.

"This is your home?" Dong Jinshan asked.

"Mom, do you still have to ask this? It's not my home, it's your home? Guys like you who go into thousands of homes and are cursed by thousands of homes, do you still have the nerve to ask?"

The person who came was cursing dirty.

"So, your name is Zhou Yunzhen?"

With the lesson just learned, Director of the Supervision Office Dong Jinshan was much more cautious, fearing that he would be wrong again, so he carefully verified it.

"What's the meaning?"

"Don't get me wrong, we are from the Supervision Office. My name is Dong Jinshan and I am the director. The person next to me is Ma Xiaole, the clerk."

"Are you from the supervision room?" The visitor was suddenly startled, "I didn't do anything bad? I just drank a little bit. Isn't this against discipline? Are you here to arrest me?"

Dong Jinshan, director of the Supervision Office, loosened his grip and said, "Drinking is not against discipline, but drunkenness damages the image of the people's police, so drink less."

"Since you didn't come to trouble me, why did you come to my house?" The visitor looked confused.

"You don't know why we are here?" Dong Jinshan, director of the Supervision Office, was quite surprised. This is strange. Now it was Dong Jinshan's turn to be confused.

Could it be that the drunk man in front of me is not Zhou Yunzhen? But if it weren't for Zhou Yunzhen, how could he say it was his home? Drunk and enlightened.

Ma Xiaole ran forward to scold him again.

Dong Jinshan, director of the Supervision Office, stopped him. Most likely, the person in front of him was not Zhou Yunzhen.

"Where do you live?" Dong Jinshan asked patiently.

"I live here."

"Are you Zhou Yunzhen?"

"Did I say I was Zhou Yunzhen?"

"How come it's not Zhou Yunzhen who lives here?" Dong Jinshan, director of the Supervision Office, was a little confused by him.

"This is a house assigned by the organization. Can I choose it?"

Director of the Supervision Office Dong Jinshan knew that he was entangled with him, so he changed the question, "Since you live here, can you tell me what room number is here?"

"No. 214, what's the problem?"

Dong Jinshan, director of the Supervision Office, finally figured out that the person who came was not Zhou Yunzhen at all, but that in a drunken state, he mistakenly mistook Zhou Yunzhen's room 213 for his own room 214, and went to the wrong room in a daze.

Is it difficult for Zhou Yunzhen to come out despite being called upon?

"This is room 213. You entered the wrong door. What's your name?" Dong Jinshan asked.

"Huh?" The visitor had sobered up a little. When he saw the layout of the room, it was indeed not his own house. "I made a mistake. I'm in the next room. Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

"My name is Bai Lian Gong!"

"Is he a newly assigned college student?" Dong Jinshan didn't know him, so he guessed that he was a newly assigned student.

"Yes, it is."

Dong Jinshan thought to himself, who are these newly assigned people? None of them are fuel-efficient lamps.

"Why do you drink so much as soon as you arrive at work? How do you behave?"

After hearing Dong Jinshan's obviously dissatisfied words, Bai Lian Gong was also full of complaints and said aggrievedly: "Director Dong, I should have reported to work at the new unit now, but something unexpected happened and all this came to nothing."

"The rigorous training camp will begin tomorrow. If I don't drink some alcohol now, I'm afraid it won't be possible for me to drink alcohol during the strict military management period. Maybe if I touch alcohol, a punishment will be waiting for me. And you."

"If you have wine today, let's get drunk today."

It seems that Zhou Yunzhen has stirred a hornet's nest! It has offended the interests of many people. Alas, it is not a good thing to show off one's sharpness as soon as one comes.

Zhou Yunzhen's future is full of thorns, and it is doomed to be bumpy.

Dong Jinshan, director of the Supervision Office, couldn't help but worry about Zhou Yunzhen's future.

He no longer paid attention to Bai Lian Gong, turned to Ma Xiaole and said, "You help Bai Lian Gong go to his own house to sleep and sober up."

"yes!"

Ma Xiaole, the officer of the Supervision Office, helped the drunken man to room 214 next door, which was his home.

At this time, a step boy hummed a tune and went up to the second floor, and there was a sound of footsteps in the corridor.

The footsteps seemed to be coming towards room 213. Dong Jinshan raised his ears to listen to the sound. Yes, it was probably coming here.

Could it be that he is here?

A young man pushed the door in slightly surprised, "Why isn't the door locked?"

Entering the room, Dong Jinshan, the director of the Supervision Office, suddenly noticed that the young man in front of him was tall and tall, with an angular face, handsome and handsome.

What a young talent! Dong Jinshan, director of the Supervision Office, sighed secretly.

"Who are you? Why are you sitting alone in my house?" The visitor was surprised for a moment and then asked doubtfully, "Are you Zhou Duancheng's friend? If not a fellow villager? Or are you his relative?"

Director of the Supervision Office Dong Jinshan remained motionless and asked him, "Why don't you suspect that I am a thief? I came to your home to steal money?"

"no."

"Why?"

"Because you're a thief sitting on my bed with such composure? As the saying goes?"

"What's the saying?"

"As the saying goes, a thief has a guilty conscience. Is there a thief who runs away without holding his head when he sees his master? He just wants to be arrested? Isn't this illogical?"

Really knowledgeable! He must be Zhou Yunzhen!