"You got what you wanted, and you remember exactly what you wanted to remember. You can go, I have to work, don't affect me." Zou Southeast, the criminal archivist, began to chase away the guests.
Zhou Yunzhen didn't bother to talk to him anymore, opened the door and walked out.
When he returned to his office, Cai Qichang, the director of the correctional office, stood up and greeted him with a smile, "Have you read all the criminal files in the past three days?"
Zhou Yunzhen nodded.
"How was the harvest?"
"It's been very rewarding."
"Full harvest? So you have carefully read and memorized all the files of the criminals in our brigade?" Cai Qichang, director of the Correctional Services Office, inquired.
"I can only say that I have a general impression in my mind. It's not like my mind was blank when I first came here."
"Well, that's good. In such a short time, we have a general outline of all the criminals in custody."
Zhou Yunzhen then asked: "Director Cai, what are my next work arrangements?"
"According to Captain Zheng's arrangement, you will serve as my assistant."
"assistant?"
"It means that regardless of the role of the minister, he can take charge of everything and intervene in everything. There is no specific positioning work."
"If it weren't for the fact that you were new here and hadn't become a regular employee yet, would it have been long ago?"
"Director Cai, what are you doing early?"
"According to Captain Zheng, you should have been appointed as the deputy director of the Disciplinary Correctional Office. This is the authority of the brigade. You can just report it to the detachment headquarters for approval and then prepare a case."
"No, no, I'm just an ordinary clerk and haven't become a full-time employee yet. It's not enough at all."
Zhou Yunzhen smiled bitterly in his heart, this was completely flattering.
Once it is reversed, the gap will not be as big as usual.
"It is precisely because of this concern that Captain Zheng, no, it should be said that the brigade general branch did not appoint you."
"Xiao Zhou, you have a bright future." Cai Qichang, director of the Correctional Services Office, said with a hint of jealousy.
"Director Cai, don't, don't, you're trying to push things away. If you don't treat me well, others will look at you with side eyes." Zhou Yunzhen felt a little panicked.
He really wasn't used to others treating him like this, and he wondered what was going on.
Of course he didn't understand that all this was just because he was in a jeep driven by a former political commissar.
If he knew, what else could he say besides finding it absurd and ridiculous?
Zhou Yunzhen thought of "The Imperial Envoy" by the Russian satirist Gogol, and his current situation is similar to it.
On the streets of Petersburg, Khlestakov, an ordinary little official, a hungry and penniless man, was inadvertently mistaken by an official from a remote town for the Tsar's imperial envoy.
This misunderstanding changed his life drastically.
Khlestakov, who was originally hungry, cold, and impoverished, suddenly became the target of everyone's fawning.
Mayors and bureaucrats vied with each other to woo him and flatter him to the best of their abilities.
They firmly believe that as long as they gain this relationship, they will be able to open a path to promotion and wealth in the capital's elite circles.
In the mayor's house, Khlestakov lived a comfortable and luxurious life.
The mayor's wife and daughter looked at him with envy and tried their best to please him.
The noble officials were obedient, groveling, and respectful in front of him. He tasted fine wines and delicacies, and enjoyed unprecedented honors.
However, Khlestakov fled with the bribes he received before his true identity was revealed.
Zhou Yunzhen thought to himself, where is he? Of course he is not a liar, and there is no such thing as running away.
But will those who hold themselves up high one day change their face for some reason, that is, see through their true colors, and then let themselves fall down from their high place?
"Xiao Zhou, we are like brothers, right?" Cai Qichang interrupted his train of thought.
"Director Cai, you have taken good care of me. I know it well." Zhou Yunzhen did not directly answer the words of Cai Qichang, director of the Correctional Services Office, calling him a brother.
"Xiao Zhou, I have something to ask you, is it okay?" Cai Qichang wanted to find out where Zhou Yunzhen came from.
"Director Cai, you are my immediate superior, and you are older than me. You respect the humble. If you have anything to do, just ask directly. Don't be so polite."
"Xiao Zhou, you have outstanding talents and a promising future." Cai Qichangfeng, the director of the Correctional Services Office, did not get to the point and flattered him first.
"Director Cai, why did you say that?"
"In just two or three days, by quickly reviewing the criminal files, you immediately mastered first-hand information on all the more than 600 criminals in custody in the entire brigade. You immediately have a rough outline."
"Isn't this an extraordinary talent? Isn't this a gift? Isn't this something we ordinary people can do?"
Zhou Yunzhen secretly thought, this sugar-coated bomb can make people dizzy. Isn't he a character in the works of the Russian satirist Gogol? Aren't he a young low-level official Khlestakov?
It's just that I didn't commit fraud. But he was still flattered and fawned over.
Cai Qichang, director of the Correctional Services Office, said mysteriously: "Brother, I think your maturity and sophistication are far beyond ordinary people. I think your maturity and sophistication are innate."
Are you mature? Zhou Yunzhen laughed secretly in his heart, saying that he was upright and could accept it. How could he be regarded as mature and seasoned?
"I have studied Ma Yi's physiognomy before, and I have always been able to discern people, so don't believe me." Cai Qichang, director of the Correctional Services Office, still insisted on his opinion.
Physiognomy in linen clothes originated from the ancient art of physiognomy. It predicts a person's fate, good or bad luck, nobleness, longevity, and longevity by observing a person's face, facial features, bones, complexion, body posture, and hand lines and other characteristics.
"Director Cai, do you also believe in Mai Xiangfa? Are you convinced of it?"
"I just saw such a book for sale at a used bookstall once when I was shopping. I bought a copy from the vendor when I was bored. I read it occasionally and pondered it, just to pass the time."
"If I say anything, just listen to it."
"Okay, I'm all ears." Zhou Yunzhen thought, it would be a good idea to listen and see how Director Cai used Mai's idea to compliment him.
Cai Qichang, director of the Correctional Education Office, looked at Zhou Yunzhen seriously, then shook his head and said in wonder: "Look at your auxiliary bones, which are red and crystal clear, and the rhino bones on the top of your head run straight through the top of your head, which indicates good luck."
He also quoted an ancient saying: "The ancients once said, how can you change your white clothes into green robes? The sky is full and the blessings are high. This son has a rhinoceros on his head. If he becomes a monk, he will become a pillar of the Dharma."
"You will surely soar into the sky and achieve great success. The day when you will become famous is just around the corner."
