Chapter 69 Everything is left unsaid

Style: Romance Author: Southern Coconut BayWords: 2308Update Time: 24/02/20 14:39:23
Finally, Yu Guidong's heart dropped and he was relieved.

Political Commissar Mu Shanchuan's call was to Provincial Bureau Political Commissar Yang Zhaojie, because the first thing he said was "political commissar" and he would not call deputy political commissar Liu Yuekai that way.

If he were polite, he would call him Deputy Political Commissar Liu.

If you're not polite, call him by his first name.

It depends on your mood.

Deputy political commissar Liu Yuekai is a gun in his hand, or to put it bluntly, his puppet on strings.

Just a puppet performing on the front stage.

It's funny that many newly arrived college graduates saw that the office of Political Commissar Mu Shanchuan was empty, while the office of Deputy Political Commissar Liu Yuekai was bustling with people coming and going.

They simply thought that the political commissar had lost all his power, and that deputy political commissar Liu Yuekai was the hot and powerful figure in the entire unit.

They all followed the path of deputy political commissar Liu Yuekai and went to the dock to ask for help.

This made Yu Guidong secretly laugh. Every time at this time, he would think of a famous story in history.

According to historical records, Cao Cao, the king of the Wei Dynasty in the Three Kingdoms, met with the Huns envoys. He thought that his appearance was ugly and not enough to be a powerful country, so he sent Cui Jigui to replace him.

After that, he ordered the spies to ask: "How is the King of Wei?" The Huns envoy replied: "The King of Wei is very elegant, but the person who catches the knife on the bedside is a hero." King Cao Cao of Wei heard this and chased and killed the envoy.

A person who truly controls decision-making will not be arrogant, but he can make people who are arrogant obey.

Of course, people who are well versed in this will not say these things. Many things in the officialdom cannot be said. They are also waiting to see a big show.

Political Commissar Mu Shanchuan watched all this coldly.

As a result, the people who came to the dock for help finally realized that everything was not like this.

This is the first time in life that these fledgling young people have been beaten.

Going around asking for help, having a quick mind, and following the crowd is not necessarily a good thing.

Whether these people will work or stay has been fixed in the mind of political commissar Mu Shanchuan.

Political Commissar Mu Shanchuan talked on the phone with Provincial Bureau Political Commissar Yang Zhaojie for a while, but Yu Guidong did not hear anything else related to the police training base.

The two of them were just chatting.

Political Commissar Mu Shanchuan just said, "Wang Chuyi, Chief of the Training Section of the Police Training Base, I am not very familiar with this person. I wonder if he is qualified for the position of Director of the Special Police Professor Department."

There is no recommendation in the words, but a sense of evasion.

But Yu Guidong understood that there was a huge amount of information in this short exchange. The two of them naturally had a good understanding of each other, and they would never say anything more on the phone, keeping everything in mind.

This matter should be said to have been finalized.

Yu Guidong was still a little surprised. Political Commissar Mu Shanchuan's character would never ask for help. Today was unprecedented.

Just now, I was still thinking about how to escape responsibility. If this thing failed, I wouldn't blame myself.

The blame lies solely with the political commissar yourself, because you were stuck in the process of refusing to communicate with the political commissar of the provincial bureau, which led to the miscarriage.

You can't reprimand me for not being able to do things because I'm beyond my power.

Now it's all solved.

Political Commissar Mu Shanchuan still looked cold and his eyes were uncertain.

"Go back, there's nothing wrong with you here."

"Yes!" Yu Guidong immediately agreed, got up and walked out the door.

"Wait!"

"Political Commissar, do you have anything else to tell me?" Yu Guidong said.

Political Commissar Mu Shanchuan said slowly, "The people and things around you have changed. Go!"

"yes!"

Yu Guidong withdrew from the political commissar's office.

He originally planned to go home and take a rest. Today was too hard after all. But the political commissar’s words are meaningful. What happened to the Political Department? A sudden change of circumstances?

But what can happen in an afternoon?

But the political commissar is full of deceptions, unpredictable, and doesn't play by the rules, so he might really make some big move.

He walked quickly towards his office.

On the stairs going up to the third floor, I bumped into Dong Jinshan, who had just come out of the monitoring room on the fourth floor.

Yu Guidong saw that Dong Jinshan was followed by driver Xiao Xunqiu. It seems that the driver asked him to sign the bill.

Yu Guidong asked: "Brother, are you back from a business trip in Fenglin Town?"

"Yes!" Dong Jinshan looked happy.

"You picked up a gold ingot? Did you divide the gold ingot? Are you so happy?"

But Yu Guidong felt something was wrong again, and the driver Xiao Xunqiu looked frustrated and crestfallen.

"Master Xiao, what's wrong? It seems like someone owes a few hundred yuan? I'm not happy!"

How could driver Xiao Xunqiu be happy? After returning from a business trip, the fuel invoice on his body disappeared.

He was originally a very stingy person. He still had a pair of underage children to raise at home, and his wife had no job. They relied on his meager salary to support the family.

This is quite a stretch, but fortunately he works as a driver, so he can eat and drink for free from time to time, pick up some groceries, and claim travel expenses.

In addition, from time to time, I can make some money by issuing gas coupons and so on, which makes the whole family's life smooth.

But I was unlucky today on a business trip. I was treated to a meal for nothing, and I suffered a fright. In the end, my gas ticket disappeared out of thin air.

I also paid the taxes and fees for issuing empty invoices in vain.

This time it was a huge loss.

But can I speak out about this? Dare to speak out?

He was mute and ate Coptis chinensis, which made him sulky.

Now when Yu Guidong asked, he had to put on a smile and said, "No!"

But his face was uglier than crying.

Yu Guidong said that this iron cock must have lost all his money, otherwise it would never be like this. Even when the political commissar dismissed him, he was not in such a state of depression.

Of course Yu Guidong didn't know that he had a close relationship with Zhou Yunzhen. He thought Zhou Yunzhen was training at that time.

Dong Jinshan smiled brightly and said, "Deputy Director Yu, did you add extra food for others?"

Things are accomplished with secrets, and failures are revealed with words. After all, this kind of thing is not so glorious. Dong Jinshan knows that you can do it yourself. How can you ask in front of the driver? Although the language is cryptic, it doesn't work.

Yu Guidong's face sank, "Don't say that, I'm here to select talents for our unit's special police squad."

"Where are we going to set up a special police class?" Dong Jinshan was a little surprised.

"Where? You will know later, so don't ask anymore questions now."

Dong Jinshan understood instantly that Zhou Yunzhen must have suffered a big loss this time. If he passes this threshold, he is a dragon; if he cannot pass this threshold, he is just a worm on the ground.

This method is really clever. It regulates people invisibly, the reasons are high-sounding, and it leaves you with no excuses and no words of suffering.

It’s okay not to accept it.

"No more talking, I have to go to the political office."

Dong Jinshan had a curious expression on his face and hesitated to speak.

Yu Guidong felt something was wrong, "What happened?"

"You'll know when you go there. Go quickly, you're about to get off work."

Yu Guidong ran towards the political office as if he was flying.

Opening the door, Yu Guidong was dumbfounded. Sitting in the back office seat was Zhao Li, who was typing away next to the computer.

This is how the same thing?

Isn't Zhao Li an internal staff member of the Supervision Office?

What are you doing here?