Police Chen Shu

At noon, the warm sunshine hangs in the sky, and it is rare for Zhongshan to be peaceful.

As the new year approaches, Zeng Hong, who is about to retire to the second line, suddenly feels lonely. Compared with previous years, the number of people who came to him to pay New Year's greetings was much less, except for a few apprentices brought out by him who each brought some cigarettes and alcohol, basically there were not many people left.

But on the other hand, he himself doesn't have to worry about which bureau chief to go to today, which division chief to go to tomorrow, and what grade of gift to give. It is true that there is no official and a light body, and it is also happy to be free.

But there is still one uneasy closed door disciple left, and he has to worry about it.

"Chen Shu, are you going to Zhang Bureau's house in this dress? Can you give the leader some respect?"

Zeng Hong pointed at Chen Shu's dark blue police pants, blowing his beard and staring, very angry.

Chen Shu scratched his head, obediently went back to the office next door, and changed out the all-match police pants and black leather shoes. According to what I said in the Higher Education Park when I was a university student, this is the classic police uniform; when it comes to the local grassroots units, it is the classic plainclothes uniform.

After a few efforts here, a pair of Fila's common black pants, paired with a pair of Li Ning's latest fashion sneakers - Enlightenment, and a pair of North Face black and white jackets on the upper body, a spirited guy can be seen when he lands.

However, when changing his shirt, Chen Shu inadvertently felt a little belly appear. When lamenting the irregular diet and rest of the grassroots case handling, I kept a little in my heart to take advantage of the lack of busy work during the Chinese New Year, and I had to put effective body shape management on the agenda.

He folded the police pants and put them in the cabinet, and suddenly realized that after working at the grassroots level for a long time, he had lost a lot of awareness of his own image. For example, when going out, I simply changed my tops, and never thought about dressing up in a delicate or tasteful manner.

According to Zhu Chaoran's blunt statement, as long as the duty uniform he wears every day is not reflective, he is the most beautiful boy in the whole school!

Thinking of the fat man, the corners of Chen Shu's mouth turned up unconsciously, feeling even more relieved. In the past year, he has also treated Zhu Chaoran as his younger brother, and has made great progress in his ability to work and deal with people. After a few years, according to what Zeng Jiao said, after he was transferred from the Zhongshan Police Station, Zhu Chaoran should be able to be alone in the police station.

Changed his clothes again and stood in front of Zeng Hong. Zeng Hong patted Chen Shu on the shoulder and nodded with satisfaction: "Young people, you should dress up more, don't act like an old man all day long, people who don't know I thought your unit abused people."

Thinking about receiving more than 30 police calls in one day yesterday, and two drunken fights in the middle of the night, Chen Shu almost nodded in agreement.

This place is really cruel.

Zeng Hong was in front, and Chen Shu followed behind with cigarettes and alcohol, got into the black Santana hitchhiker in the prison, and went straight to the house of Zhang Xuming, the executive deputy director of the Zhengming District Public Security Bureau.

The head of the sub-bureau is the high-ranking deputy, and the only yellow bureau in the bureau is wearing a white shirt. Although he has the highest rank and the highest administrative position, but he has to leave every three years, so in terms of strength, he is still far inferior to Zhang Xuming, who has been rooted in the branch for decades.

Not to mention anything else, the policemen who have been promoted in his hands have accumulated a lot of numbers over the years. According to the gossip that the underlings can't get on the stage, the sub-bureau is divided into two teams, one team is Zhang Bureau, and the other team is is other.

The power is too small, it can only be summed up as Others.

This is the reason for the iron-clad camp and deputy, the flowing chief and soldiers.

Although Zhang Xuming is a big man who can be shocked by stomping his feet in Zhengming District, Chen Shu admires and is surprised at the place where he lives.

The district is not old, but it is not new either. The management of the property is very serious. The roads are clean and tidy. But no matter how much you praise it, this is just a well-regulated residential area for demolition households.

I feel that he is not worthy of Zhang Xuming's identity.

Chen Shu didn't speak, and followed Zeng Hong silently all the way.

Maybe it was because he knew that he didn't have much time to work with Chen Shu. Along the way, Zeng Hong talked a lot more than before.

Chen Shu lowered his head and catered respectfully.

When he arrived at Zhang Xuming's house, his wife opened the door, but Zhang Xuming also stood behind to welcome him.

After entering the door, two pairs of clean slippers were neatly stacked by the door.

On the way here, Zeng Hong mentioned that Zhang Ju's wife is surnamed Ma, a high school teacher with a gentle personality and knowledgeable.

Chen Shu put the cigarettes and alcohol by the door, followed Zeng Hong and Zhang Xuming into the house.

Zhang Xuming smiled amiably: "You guys, here you are, why are you bringing so many things?"

Zhang Ju's house is not as big as his Guan'er. It is only two or three meters from the living room to the corner of the kitchen, and there are only two or three bedrooms inside, and there is probably a study room along the way.

At this time, Zhang Xuming led the two of them to sit on the sofa in the living room: "Old Zeng, Xiao Shu, come and sit down."

Teacher Ma walked over with a tray with three cups of tea in it, put the tea cups on the tea table one by one, nodded to Zeng Hong and others as a greeting, and then went to the kitchen, dingling , It should be cleaning the dishes for lunch.

He was used to seeing Zhang Xuming take the lead in meetings in the bureau and talk the same thing, but Chen Shu was a little unaccustomed to the amiability of the other party at this time, and he sat down on the sofa with half of his buttocks.

Zhang Xuming and Zeng Hong were retired from the same batch and transferred to the local army, but Zhang Xuming is younger, so he can still work in the position of executive deputy bureau for a few more years; Zeng Hong is older, and his position is not particularly high. So after the year, according to the usual practice, you have to retreat to the second line.

But for the Chinese New Year, the two of them didn't talk about work matters, and generally only talked about interesting things in the early years in the army. Chen Shu sat next to him, watching his nose, nose, nose, nose, and heart, and accompanied him quietly. According to Zeng Hong's previous reminder, if the leader doesn't speak, he should not talk. He straightened his back and just sat down.

Showing his face in front of the big leaders is his main task today.

While the two old comrades were chatting, Chen Shu took a few sips from the teacup. After taking this sip, I suddenly felt that the white tea that Zeng Hong treasured before was not even a little bit worse in front of the tea that was casually brought out to entertain guests at Zhang Ju's house.

Even someone like Chen Shu who doesn't know much about tea can tell the difference between the two.

While drinking tea and chatting, half an hour passed in a blink of an eye. Zeng Hong took the initiative to say goodbye while Mr. Ma came from the kitchen to refill the tea for several people.

Zhang Xuming got up and sent the two of them out. When he reached the door, he finally turned his head and gave Chen Shu a word of encouragement:

"Xiaoshu, after the new year, do a good job."

On the way back, Zeng Hong sat in the car in an unusually silent manner.

He took a puff of cigarette and said in a deep voice, "I know why I brought you to Ju Zhang's house today?"

Chen Shu nodded, he knew all about worshiping the wharf; those who get promoted and get rich are not shabby.

Personally, he actually dislikes standing in line like this, but he is mainly worried about Zeng Hong's concern as an elder. Now he is about to retreat to the second line, so today's matter is up to him, and he can't be cold in the end. Master's heart.

Zeng Hong threw the burnt cigarette butt out of the window, rolled up the car window, frowned like a teacher and father, pointed out a righteous way to the student he valued, and solemnly told:

"After the new year, if you are transferred to the special police brigade, you must make some achievements!"