Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

Dabao saw that the air in the room was much fresher, so he and Zuo Mingyue walked in.

Seeing that he was ignored, Zhao Zhenyu became even angrier and yelled, "Who are you?"

Then everyone's eyes widened. Xie Ming and Sun Qian both stood up and respectfully called out, "Director."

"Director?" Everyone stood up.

Dabao carried the child to the main seat and looked at Zhao Zhenyu intently. Zhao Zhenyu was stunned. He stood there, not knowing what to do.

Xiao Nuan Nuan screamed and waved her two little fists. Zhao Zhenyu finally came to his senses and stammered, "You, you are the director?"

There are a few old police officers here who know Dabao, but they only know that Dabao is the section chief of the Municipal Bureau and don't know that he is the new director.

Dabao shook his head: "Get lost!"

Zhao Zhenyu didn't expect the new director to be so rude. His face flushed red and he got angry.

"You say you're the station chief? Do you have any supporting documentation?" As soon as these words were spoken, the police officers present almost burst out laughing. How childish! Who would dare to pretend to be the station chief?

"I'll prove it! This is the new director, Comrade Qin Dabao!" Xie Ming said loudly.

Dabao said coldly: "Get out! Don't you have any manners? Is this your seat?"

Zhao Zhenyu could only avoid it. He was about to sit in the first seat on the right, but Zuo Mingyue sat down with such a swagger that Zhao Zhenyu's voice almost started to tear up: "Who are you?"

Xie Ming glanced at him with disdain: "This is Zuo Mingyue, the office manager in charge of household registration and finance."

Zhao Zhenyu was about to say that this position was his, but when he saw the director's sharp eyes, he could only poke the police officer sitting in the second seat in shame and whispered, "Get out!"

The policeman sighed secretly. This is just a situation where the big fish eat the small fish and the small fish eat the shrimp. But he is a small shrimp and can only stand up and sit at the end.

Thus, Dabao, the first police station chief in history to hold a child in his arms, appeared. It is estimated that there has never been such a person before and there will never be another one after.

Dabao sat down on a chair and said calmly, "Xie Ming, please arrange the division of labor so that there is no mess."

He knew that Xie Ming always planned before he acted. He must have gotten to know all the people in the institute in the past few days and had made comprehensive arrangements for the responsibilities. This was also the reason why he asked Xie Ming to come over. In fact, he was lazy and wanted to find someone to worry about the work.

Xie Ming finally smiled. Those who paid attention to the leader immediately noticed that the instructor's smile was different from before. The smile just now was a bit gloomy, but now it was sunny and bright.

Almost all the police officers kept glancing at the director who was playing with the child. Oh my god! Where did the director get a bottle from? Is he feeding the child?

"I've been here for a few days now, and I'm sure everyone knows me. I won't introduce myself separately. Anyway, I've already submitted my supporting documents."

Zhao Zhenyu's face turned even uglier. Does this nerdy instructor want to whip my corpse?

"Let me make a division of labor. The director is responsible for all work. I am mainly responsible for political study, ideological education, and logistics. Deputy Director Sun Qian is responsible for field work, in charge of public security, receiving police calls, patrolling, and handling public security cases.

Deputy Director Zhao Zhenyu is responsible for assisting the Criminal Investigation Team in investigating criminal cases..."

Zhao Zhenyu suddenly stood up. This was stripping him of all his power. Assisting in the investigation? In other words, if a criminal case occurred, it would be handed over to the Criminal Investigation Team, and his only responsibility would be to write an explanation and sign it.

"I have a problem with the division of labor..."

Dabao said coldly: "Is it your turn to speak? Sit down!"

Zhao Zhenyu couldn't stand it any longer and yelled, "You, you are bullying me! You are excluding dissidents and creating divisions! You, I will sue you!"

Sun Qian burst into laughter, his fat flesh trembling with joy. "I'm going to sue you? Who are you suing? Where are you suing?"

Branch? The branch director is his cousin Long Fei, the director's best friend. I heard that it was the credit that slipped through Dabao's fingers this time that pushed Long Fei to the throne of director. You can imagine how great Dabao's own contribution is.

Go to the Municipal Bureau to file a complaint? That's even more ridiculous. The head of the Municipal Bureau is his uncle, and the third in command is no different from his uncle. Why do you still want to file a complaint? Go ahead, you'll definitely get into trouble.

Dabao glared at the fat man who was laughing so hard that his body was shaking, then turned around and said, "If you want to sue, do it later. You are so old, and you can't keep your composure at all."

Zhao Zhenyu's face turned pale and he sat down on the long bench, huffing and puffing without saying a word.

Xie Ming curled his lips in disdain and continued, "Team Leader Zuo Mingyue is in charge of internal affairs, including household registration and finance. Wang Xuehua, you will hand over your work to Team Leader Zuo after the meeting. Wang Xuehua, Wang Xuehua..."

Xie Ming called out five or six times, and then a lazy old woman stood up and said slowly: "What can a yellow-haired girl do? How many words does she know? Is she in charge of internal affairs? Household registration? Finances?

Why does she do that? Even when Tan Yongjun was here, he didn't dare to get angry with me! Now you let a yellow-haired girl with only her hair still on her head ride on my head? I tell you two words: dream on!

Zuo Mingyue's face flushed red. Just as she was about to speak, Dabao patted her hand and signaled her to calm down.

"And you, young chief, are you even twenty years old? You're carrying a child on the job. Do you think this police station is a nursery? My goodness, since you came in, your behavior is enough to make fifteen people watch you for half a month."

Dabao tilted his head back slightly, and his most lackey, Sun Qian, hurried over and whispered a few words in his ear. Dabao laughed disdainfully.

"It's been a long time since anyone dared to talk to me like this, Wang Xuehua, right? You've been working for five years, and you're still a temporary worker. You rely on Li Zhenjiang, and you're Li Zhenjiang's sister-in-law..."

Wang Xuehua was stunned. It was the first time she heard someone from the village dare to call her brother-in-law by his full name. Didn’t he know that Li Zhenjiang was the political commissar of the branch?

Dabao sneered. He always did things quickly and efficiently, never dragging his feet. He pointed at the police officer sitting at the door who was being scolded by Zhao Zhenyu and said, "What's your name?"

The police officer hurriedly stood up and said loudly: "Report to the director, my name is Zheng Heping."

"Zheng Heping, go and get the phone in."

"yes!"

The phone rang quickly. Dabao handed his daughter to Zuo Mingyue. He took off his cap and put it on the table. He picked up the phone.

"Hello, is this the secretariat? I'm Qin Dabao, I'm looking for Secretary Zhao... Brother Zhao, I'm Dabao, I want to transfer someone's job. Um, it's a temporary worker, transferring across districts, from the Dongcheng Gulou Street Police Station to the Mentougou Branch Zhaitang Police Station. No, there's no need to fire her. This woman is very important. She's Li Zhenjiang's sister-in-law. Her name is Wang Xuehua, not Wang, but Wang..."

He turned around and asked Xie Ming: "Is it Wang Xuehua?" Xie Ming nodded.

"Yes, Wang Xuehua, did the Municipal Bureau issue a direct transfer order? Okay, by the way, Brother Zhao, how many years does Li Zhenjiang have until retirement? He still has eight years, which is quite a long time. You should report this to the leadership. Old comrades like him should be sent to places with difficult conditions, such as Changping and Fangshan. Okay, can you make this suggestion to the leadership? Thank you. Are two boxes of white cigarettes enough for you? It's settled."

The phone was hung up. The call was so loud that almost everyone heard it.

Wang Xuehua's face turned pale. My goodness, who is this young chief? If this call is true, then she will have to go to work at Zhaitang Police Station. The area there is mountainous and hundreds of kilometers away from the old city. She is doomed now...