In November 96, Wang Ai met the old lady in the eastern mountains and the black flying gang on the way from school, and as a result, there was a vigorous concentrated crackdown afterwards, which led to the collapse of the city's bus robbery gang.
Rumors: Hei Fei and his gang didn't have long eyes, stole the nephew of the public security chief, and beat someone's bodyguard.
The Public Security Bureau was unable to tell the difference and remained silent, and the ghosts and spirits in the city began to avoid the Southern Ring Road like snakes and scorpions.
In December, the Municipal Bureau held a public trial meeting, and all walks of life praised it.
One day after the turn of the year, the top leader of the city bureau was reading the documents in the house, and suddenly the secretary reported, saying that a person named Wang Bin made a special trip to express his gratitude and asked the director if he could see it.
The director nodded and had a slight doubt in his heart, it's been two months, why did he come?
You're coming to see me?
The director stood and waited in the office, and after a while, Wang Bin came over with a broken leather bag, and the two met to shake hands and say a few words.
When the director saw that this "Director Wang" was wearing a half-new and not old Mao suit, it didn't look like he was here to thank him, but like he was here to ask for help, at least you thanked the public security officers and police, what about the pennant?
Unexpectedly, Wang Bin stood directly in front of the director's desk, opened his leather bag, took out bundles of RMB from the inside, took out five bundles, and said vigorously: The factory is now in a critical period of expansion, and it really can't spare more money, please understand.
When the situation in the factory eases up in the future, we will definitely support the work of our public security officers.
The director came from his stunned state, hurriedly stood up and shook hands, expressed his gratitude, and before he could say anything else, Wang Bin took out four sets of keys from his trouser pocket: "Leader, our factory's funds are too tight, and we can't afford to buy good ones, so I bought four micro noodles for the public security officers to travel, don't dislike it." ” The director turned his head to look out the window, and four blue and white micro-faces were neatly parked downstairs, and several passing policemen were pointing.
To tell the truth, there is still a shortage of police office cars in this year, especially to catch up with the coming of the economic winter in the whole Northeast, in addition to the financial allocation of 70% of the salary of the police officers, the remaining police are generally 50% of the salary, office cars are even more scarce, can not afford to buy.
It's just that the traffic police didn't want to confiscate it, Mercedes-Benz and BMW violated the rules, and the relationship between people was very good; The tractor is in violation of the rules, and the penalty cannot be driven.
The rest of the mid-range cars are either government agencies or foreign companies, and a few individual cars are also attached to state-owned enterprises.
Therefore, a police station does not have an office car, and when they go out to handle cases, from the chief instructor to the ordinary people's police and joint defense team members, they all boast and kick the old man permanently, and when they arrive at the case handling site, they are sweaty and disheveled, and they look like a detective team.
That is, the suburban police station can mix with a side three-wheeler that often loses parts, or simply a 212 jeep of a massage truck.
The director shook Wang Bin's hand vigorously, looking at this dress, he is not the kind of particularly wealthy enterprise, nor is he the kind of person who is flamboyant.
Originally, the bureau did this action to crack down on theft and robbery, but Wang Ai intensified, and after doing it, the praise from all sides was worth the trip, and I didn't think about people to thank him.
As a result, as soon as people come, they are really beneficial, and they don't engage in vain media interviews and pennant ceremonies, and when they come, they will directly pay for it and throw it away!
The director proposed to hold a donation ceremony, but Wang Bin refused, it should be registered, it should be signed, you can say whatever you want to the public security bureau, as long as you don't mention our names, we don't want anything at all, besides, this money, this little thing really can't be used, wait for the future.
After finishing the work, Wang Bin said goodbye under the direction of the director, and never went again.
However, the director did not forget about this stubble, four micro-noodles, one in the bureau, one in the Baita Branch, one in the Youth Street Police Station, and the remaining one was sent to the police station where the paper mill was located, which had nothing to do with it.
The director and instructor were quite puzzled, until the Spring Festival passed, and the "Love Paper Mill" under its jurisdiction suddenly had a sign of "Police and People Co-construction Unit" issued by the Municipal Bureau.
The two sides talked and simply further cooperated, first upgrading the paper mill guards to a "police room", specially sending an old policeman with a worker formation to be a town all the year round, organizing the veterans in the factory, and setting up a joint defense team of the paper mill, which is responsible for the daily security of the factory and the surrounding security, and has become a major security force in the vicinity under the leadership of the police station.
In January '97, the number of workers in the factory had exceeded 800, and more than 200 rural demobilized soldiers were recruited from the armed forces one after another.
Not only did the rural soldiers who retired last year have jobs, but they have all begun to absorb the demobilized rural soldiers of the previous year.
The military sub-districts have specially praised this several times, and the honor of this "excellent armed forces" has not been run.
At the same time, the paper mill also promised to support the police station toilet paper all year round, there is little money, but at least there is no need to spend money in the future, for the police station that relies on the fine and confiscation of gambling and prostitution to operate miserably in this year, it is also good to save thousands of thousands of dollars a year.
Besides, it was said that it was used at the police station, and the police didn't say that it couldn't be used at home, so it was regarded as a welfare for everyone.
When these things are done, it's almost the New Year.
Wang Ai thought about it, in the middle of winter, the mountain village couldn't see anything, so he sent Li Lin to run again, sent some cotton clothes and quilts, and planned to go again in spring.
On a weekend in late April, the Wang family of three still drove the broken gold cup bread, and with Li Lin and the other three guards, they came to the mountain village where the eldest lady was.
The car was parked outside the village, and several people got out of the car and walked towards the village.
Not long after the beginning of spring, it was still very cold in the mountains.
The hillside is green, but it's still very light and light.
The mountain wind is blowing, but it's still quite cold.
Ai Xiaoqing hugged Wang Ai and tightened his clothes.
The children in the mountains were very curious, one by one wearing torn cotton jackets, walking around the van, blinking and grimacing in the rearview mirror.
When many people in the mountains heard the news, they also came out of the courtyard, and they stood on the side of the road and looked at them curiously.
Wang Bin's dress is called old-fashioned in the city, and it is called trendy here.
Wang Ai saw with his own eyes that the old slogans such as "grasping the revolution and promoting production", "fighting for private criticism", and "not afraid of hardship, and not afraid of death" were still painted on the houses on the side of the road.
I don't know if I'm afraid of death, but it's already scary.
The village chief heard that there were a few "magnificent" outsiders in the village, and he also hurried over from his home, looking at the group of people who couldn't figure it out, the first three were obviously a family of three, and the three men in the back were like guards when the big leader came down.
Stretching his neck to look at the van not far away, even the village chief could see that the old one was enough.
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So when I came up to say hello, I asked tentatively: "Comrades, is there anything you have to do with coming to this village?"
” Wang Bin shook hands with the village chief: "Hello village chief, I am a middle-level cadre of an enterprise, and I am going to go to the eastern mountainous area for inspection. ” The village chief's eyes lit up: Is this to help the poor?
As a result, Wang Bin explained: I am not here to help the poor, but to see what I can buy.
The face of the village chief, who was in his forties with a wrinkled face, suddenly fell, and he pointed casually as he walked forward: "What do we have to sell here?"
In addition to the mountains full of stones, it is full of people in the village, it is estimated that you are not rare to sell stones, and the country does not allow you to sell people, alas!
” "It's not impossible to sell people."
Wang Ai interjected with a grin.
"What?"
The village chief subconsciously widened his eyes, did he run into human traffickers?
When did the traffickers outside the mountains become so bold?
We are a mountain village, in order to prevent wild animals from harming people, but there are five consecutive attacks!
Ai Xiaoqing hurriedly played Wang Ai with a brain breakdown, and explained with a smile: "Village chief, this kid in my family will talk nonsense, don't be angry." ” The village chief took a few steps back and stared at a few people vigilantly, just explain it clearly, if it's really human traffickers, we'll fucking stew you!
I gave it to the government to get a few dollars, just to pay for the school fees of the children in the village.
Wang Ai shook his head with a smile, stepped forward and said, "Uncle Village Chief, have you heard of labor export?"
Now Guangdong Province and Zhejiang Province are full of companies recruiting people, and we can collectively go to work, and the monthly salary is at least three or four hundred yuan, which is much stronger than plowing land in the village, and it is not easy for everyone to be bullied when they go out.
Guangdong is far away, and there are many such enterprises in Dalian. ” ()