"This?" Zhou Yunzhen's words left Dong Jinshan, director of the Supervision Office, unable to refute.
"Since he chooses to be a turtle that walks slowly and enjoys the sunshine and beautiful scenery along the way, will he give up the delicious food at noon?"
Director of the Supervision Office Dong Jinshan said if he had some insight: "You mean he is eating at this time, no, eating delicious food? Devouring it?"
"Are you even enjoying yourself while drinking some wine? And you didn't even think of rushing to the police training base?"
"It's early if you can leave at 2:30 in the afternoon." Zhou Yunzhen affirmed.
"This? This does make some sense."
"In that case, why are you, Director Dong, so panicked? Can't you treat me to a leisurely meal?" Zhou Yunzhen looked confident.
"This?" After listening to Zhou Yunzhen's analysis, Director of the Supervision Office Dong Jinshan thought it made sense and felt relieved.
"However, I'm afraid there are exceptions to everything." Dong Jinshan still said uneasily.
"If you don't believe me, Director Dong might as well test the other party and see where he is?"
"How to test? Who to ask?"
"Is this it? Director Dong should know it well, right? Who is most likely to know it better than me?"
Dong Jinshan lowered his head and thought, and remembered a person, yes, it was him.
He quickly came to the phone booth, picked up the public phone, dialed a paging number before putting down the phone, waiting for the other party to reply.
Soon there was a loud ringing and a phone call came.
Dong Jinshan, director of the Supervision Office, answered the phone, "Hello, is this Deputy Director Yu?"
"Is it me, old Dong?" came the voice of Yu Guidong, deputy director of the political office of the labor reform detachment, from the phone.
"Yes, I am Lao Dong."
"I knew it was you when I heard the voice. Is something okay?"
Dong Jinshan said enthusiastically: "Of course there is something, otherwise why would I call your chief director so easily?"
"Have you eaten? I have a bottle of good wine given by a friend. Can you come and have a drink? Let's drink it, shall we?"
"Well, I'm eating and drinking rice wine alone. Brother, where are you? Are you far away?"
"I'm... in Fenglin Town." Dong Jinshan was stunned when he saw Yu Guidong, deputy director of the Political Department, thinking of coming. This is not possible.
He pondered for a moment before deliberately naming a place far away from the Hengling Labor Camp Detachment.
"Deputy Director Yu, can you come to Fenglin Town?"
"This?" Yu Guidong, deputy director of the Political Department over there, hesitated for a moment, and then sighed, "Brother, I appreciate your kindness."
"It's just that your place is too far away. It takes an hour by car. I have important business to do in the afternoon, so I'm sorry that I can't accompany you."
"Is there any important business? Why don't we brothers just have dinner together?" Dong Jinshan, director of the Supervision Office, pretended to be dissatisfied.
"No way."
Dong Jinshan said: "Why not?"
"There are quite a few people in your department who write materials and can do errands. There are a lot of pens, a place where dragons and tigers are hidden, and a storehouse of reserve cadres. There are a lot of talents."
"What kind of cadres can't be dispatched? Are you still in charge of the daily work of the Political Office, as the deputy director?"
"Don't hide it from me, are you going to the provincial bureau to report on the development of the cadre team?"
When Yu Guidong, deputy director of the Political Department, heard this, he immediately said with a confused look: "Go to our provincial bureau to report on the development of the cadre team?"
"Then can it be my turn as a mere petty official? That is the most important job of the political commissar. How can I allow others to interfere with it?"
"If I keep talking like this, I'm afraid I will be accused of seeking power and usurping the throne, and I won't be able to defend myself. In this case, it's better for me to say less in the future."
"Haha, I'm being serious." Dong Jinshan, director of the Supervision Office, said, "Then what are you going to do? Don't hide it."
"Is this this? After all, it has something to do with my brother."
"I don't understand. You and I are like railroad tracks on two separate roads. They are parallel and do not intersect. We usually go about our own business, and the water in the well and the water in the river do not interfere with each other."
"You can't say that, can you? Although the Inspection Office and the Political Division are usually divided into separate departments, each of them is in charge of a separate section, which belongs to the railway police. There are also common points of cooperation. They are all about people's work."
Dong Jinshan hit Yu Guidong in a roundabout way: "Deputy Director Yu, just tell me directly, what does it have to do with me?"
"I'm a straight-tempered person. I don't have a curve in my stomach. I can't hide my words. I don't want you to hide anything from me."
"Didn't you have a phone call with the political commissar when you were about to get off work this morning?"
"Yes, I have."
"The political commissar was in my office at the time."
"The political commissar is the number one person in the Hengling labor reform detachment. How can he be lowered to a department office? This is rare."
"It shows that you are not an ordinary deputy director. The presence of the political commissar shows that he attaches extraordinary importance to you."
"Brother, stop teasing me. The Political Department is a department directly managed by the Political Commissar. Just because he doesn't come usually doesn't mean he won't come all the time. The Political Commissar occasionally visits the departments in charge on a whim. Isn't this normal?"
"That's right. The political commissar often does unexpected things, and it's hard for us to predict." Dong Jinshan, director of the Supervision Office, was also deeply touched.
"Deputy Director Yu, let's get down to business. Why does it have to do with me?"
Yu Guidong, deputy director of the Political Department, said: "Is this it? To be honest, brother, when you were on the phone with the political commissar, I was sitting on the long wooden sofa next to you."
"I heard some words vaguely, and even by guessing, I understood them roughly."
"For example, when you were asked by the political commissar to go to the police training base to give extra meals to a certain cadre, you used excuses to shirk the work arranged by the political commissar. You pushed it all to me."
Dong Jinshan was startled. It seemed that Yu Guidong, deputy director of the Political Department, must have heard everything he said on the phone.
His face was a little hot, and his words were really not acceptable.
Because compared to the political office, it should be more realistic for the office to handle such matters.
The office itself has communication and coordination services, uploads and distributes responsibilities, and is the window for the unit's external work.
It is more convincing to deal with the police training base through the office.
But I knew that the political commissar was in the political department at the time, so I pushed the matter to the political department without thinking.
"Deputy Director Yu, this matter is my fault. It would have been more practical for the office to handle it."
"They have always served the leaders, can uphold the will of the leaders, understand the painstaking efforts of the leaders, and can better understand the psychology of the leaders and better handle the tasks assigned by the leaders."
Yu Guidong, deputy director of the Political Department, added: "Yes, I think so too. But as soon as I saw the political commissar's face, I knew I couldn't shirk it anymore."
"The political commissar's face became increasingly serious and angry. There were so many police orders that I had to reluctantly accept the task."
Dong Jinshan looked apologetic, "Deputy Director Yu, where are you now? Xifeng Restaurant?"
West Wind Restaurant is a newly opened private restaurant, located not far from the detachment office building. The price is affordable and the food is good.
Yu Guidong, deputy director of the Political Department, occasionally goes to the nearby Xifeng Restaurant to have a meal and sometimes have a drink.
