Siheyuan, don't yell at me

When He Daqing saw the way the militia chief spoke, he knew that things were far from as simple as they seemed.

He was being polite all the time, but what he did did not give He Daqing any face at all.

If it was really as good as he said, He Yuzhu shouldn't have appeared here. He would definitely send someone to greet him first.

He Daqing also happily chatted with the head of the militia department.

"Haha, you can't say that, it's my duty.

I, He Daqing, have also worked in security work, so I can understand that. I can understand that.

But then again, He Yuzhu is a worker at the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill.

Logically speaking, it should be handled internally by the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill.

I'm sorry to bother you. I'll notify the security department of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill to come over and take the person away."

The head of the militia department laughed it off, obviously not thinking so.

"Director He, you are right, logically, this is how it should be handled.

But I received a report that He Yuzhu molested female comrades in the area under my jurisdiction.

As cadres, we can't just turn a blind eye and turn a deaf ear to the voices of the masses, can we?

That’s going to be a mistake.”

"Oh? Which female comrade is it?

Can I meet him?

Maybe it was a misunderstanding?"

"Haha, Director He, aren't you making things difficult for me?

For the sake of the victim's reputation and safety, our militia department will never reveal any information about her.

Even if I personally want to help you, I can't do anything about it because of my duty.

What's more, it is clearly written in the official document just issued by the higher-ups.

We must strike hard against those despicable people who violate the law and morality, crush their arrogance and make sure they receive a fair trial.

Director He, please don't be angry, I didn't say that, it's written in black and white on the official document."

He Daqing took a deep look at the militia chief and knew that he had run into a tough guy.

Damn it, you bastard, are you trying to play tricks on me, He Daqing?

You want to play, right?

Then Master He Daqing will accompany you to the end.

Let's take a look at what this bastard's purpose is.

He Daqing nodded, agreeing with the militia chief's words, and said:

"So what do you mean?

How to deal with it?

Are they being sent to a farm and participating in labor reform?

Let him learn a lesson, and let's just handle this matter impartially."

The head of the militia department was a little uneasy.

Although we know that He Daqing married a beautiful wife and had a big fat boy.

But can you really just leave your original wife’s son alone?

The director had told himself to use He Yuzhu's incident to bleed He Daqing.

The director of our Military Service Bureau asked He Daqing to give him some vodka when he went to the Red Star Distillery last time.

This guy He Daqing has no respect for hierarchy at all. He actually scolded the director of our Military Service Bureau and almost got into a fight with him.

The section chief thought about it and softened his voice.

"Director He, the matter of Comrade He Yuzhu can be big or small, the key is to gain the forgiveness of the victim's family.

The purpose of our being cadres is to serve the people.

It is not our purpose to punish the criminals, but to give the victim justice, compensation and forgiveness."

"Oh?

I have to say that the way your militia department does things is quite humane.

What kind of understanding is this?

Tell me about it."

"Director He, aren't you the director of the Red Star Winery?

It just so happens that the victims' families all like to drink foreign liquor.

You prepare a thousand bottles of Flame Vodka for her, and I will say a few nice words to her, and I will definitely be able to gain her forgiveness.

As long as the victim does not pursue the matter any further, Comrade He Yuzhu can naturally go out."

He Daqing smiled and finally understood.

Last time, the director of the Military Service Bureau wanted to supply them with a thousand bottles of vodka himself.

Now that we connect the two, doesn’t it make sense?

"Comrade Section Chief, if you need a dozen bottles, I can still get them together.

One thousand bottles of vodka is not a small amount.

The Red Star Winery is not under the control of me, He Daqing, alone. This is a difficult matter to handle."

"Director He, your words are too polite.

Who doesn’t know that, Red Star Winery, you are the Lord, the one who has the final say?

You go back and think of a solution, and I will do the victim's work.

What do you think? "

"Okay, I'll go back and think of a solution."

He Daqing said goodbye to the head of the militia department cheerfully, then turned around and left the militia department with a gloomy face.

When we got back to the Red Star Winery, we gathered ten people from the security department.

They got out a dozen sets of security department clothes and had the captured hooligans wear them. With nearly thirty people gathered, they marched towards the home of the militia chief in a mighty procession.

Damn it, if you arrest my son, I, He Daqing, will arrest your whole family.

Want to drink Master He Daqing's wine? Want Master He Daqing to bow his head? It's just a daydream.

Today, if I lower my head once, countless monsters and demons will jump out.

It was just time to get off work, and the militia chief's family, young and old, were all gathered in the yard.

The militia chief's mother, his wife and his daughter-in-law were cooking, while his son and grandfather were bragging and chatting.

Three generations of grandparents and grandchildren living together is a happy family.

He Daqing led his men and kicked open the gate of the courtyard.

"Hey, are you busy? Cooking?

You don't have to do it anymore. You've been caught. Come with me and I'll treat you to a jail meal."

The section chief's family was furious and started cursing.

"Are you blind? Do you know whose house this is?"

"That's right, that's right. Believe it or not, when my father comes back, he will shoot you to death."

"Get out of here, everyone."

He Daqing winked at Chen Dagen.

Chen Dagen understood immediately that this was a way to teach their family a lesson, so he pointed at the hooligans and waved his hand.

A few hooligans disguised as security officers rushed forward and beat and kicked the militia chief and his family.

It was not until the section chief's family began to understand and submit that He Daqing ordered his men to stop.

“Take them all away.

Wait, leave that dead old woman here and let her pass a message to his son.

Old woman, when your son comes back, tell him.

There is plenty of vodka. Let him come to the Red Star Distillery and ask for it from Master He Daqing."

A militia member, who was peeking around, was discovered by He Daqing.

He Daqing immediately changed his mind.

"Catch this damn old woman along with us. It would be best if the whole family is together."

He waved to the militia and handed them a cigarette.

"You've come at the right time, go and tell your section chief.

Remember to make it clear that He Daqing from the Red Star Distillery invited your section chief and his family to drink vodka.

You don’t know, your section chief is very greedy and says he wants to drink a thousand bottles of vodka.

I, He Daqing, have always been very generous, haha!

The wine is ready, let your section chief come and get it personally..."