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The investigation team's first investigation plan failed. Zhang Wenjun felt a little regretful, so he immediately implemented the second plan.

"Comrade Xue Ming, it is said that there are thirty courtyards in the first phase of the housing project of your Transportation Department, and there are forty people waiting for housing allocation in your Transportation Department, right?"

"correct."

"So you have full authority to draw up a list of thirty people. People on the list, including yourself, can be allocated a house. People who are not on the list cannot be allocated a house."

"Yes, there are too many people and few rooms, so we can only allocate it this way."

The first phase of the dialogue between Zhang Wenjun and Xue Ming ended, and the clerk in charge of recording was busy writing.

Cao Baoshan, who was sitting in the gallery, stood up and handed Xue Ming a cigarette, and then handed cigarettes to other gay men. Soon the office was filled with smoke.

Zhang Wenjun put the cigarette on the table and continued to ask, "Comrade Xue Ming, based on what criteria did you draw up the housing allocation list for thirty people?"

Xue Ming also put down his cigarette, "According to the 1963 assessment results of all transport workers, the top thirty with the best scores have housing, while the bottom ten have no housing."

Zhang Wenjun picked up a pen to record on his notepad, then raised his head and stared at Xue Ming, "How did you calculate the grades you mentioned?"

This is a key question, and the answer to the question determines the final result of this review. If the criteria for calculating grades are reasonable and legal, then Xue Ming will be fine.

Everyone at the scene was very concerned about this issue and sat upright. The office was surprisingly quiet.

Xue Ming has already memorized it by heart, "Based on the number of missions the transporter has done this year, the total mileage driven on missions, and the average number of liters of diesel consumed per kilometer..."

"Comrade Xue Ming, please speak slowly." Pei Zhengming reminded him that record-keepers from the Public Security Bureau and Transportation Bureau were taking notes.

Two minutes later, Xue Ming continued, "The maintenance costs of each truck this year, and the attendance records of each transporter. The attendance I am talking about includes asking for leave, arriving late and leaving early, and being absent from work without reason. I set the results based on these."

"Comrade Xue Ming, as far as I know, you alone calculate the transcript. How do you ensure fairness?" Zhang Wenjun asked.

"I can't guarantee fairness, but the original data can guarantee fairness. You don't have to believe the results I calculated, you can go to my office to retrieve the original data and recalculate." Xue Ming said.

The office was filled with silence. Cao Baoshan spoke first, "When Comrade Xue Ming reported to me, he proposed to use grades to determine the housing allocation list. I thought this was fair and supported his suggestion."

The Transport Bureau is a unit under the direct control of the Transport Department. The Director of the Transport Bureau has adopted the suggestions of the Director of Transport, which means that it is reasonable to allocate housing units based on merit.

Zhang Wenjun frowned. He could no longer question the use of grades to allocate housing. He could only question whether the grades were fair. There was one less ruler to beat Xue Ming.

Xue Ming quietly gave Cao Baoshan a grateful look, saying that the old leader was still the most powerful at critical moments. Unfortunately, the old leader was always confused sometimes.

"I think it's fair to use performance to speak for itself. What does Comrade Wen Jun think?" Pei Zhengming spoke out to support Xue Ming.

"You two old bastards, if you don't know better, you think Xue Ming is your son-in-law." Zhang Wenjun was in a dilemma and could only nod in agreement with their views.

"This is easy to handle. Please ask Comrade Wenjun to send someone to the Transportation Department to retrieve the original data, and then send someone to recalculate the results." Pei Zhengming said with a smile.

"I agree with Comrade Zhengming's suggestion. Our Transportation Bureau will send professional accounting personnel to assist Comrade Wenjun in verifying the data." Cao Baoshan said.

On the surface it was assistance, but in reality it was supervision. Cao Baoshan was worried that the investigation team would miscalculate the results.

"Qing Lin, take someone to the transportation office to get the documents." Zhang Wenjun took out a search document and handed it to the assistant behind him.

"Xiao Ma, take someone to the transportation office to maintain order." Pei Zhengming also gave orders to the assistants behind him. He was also worried that the investigation team would lose documents for no reason.

Xue Ming also gave Pei Zhengming a grateful look. These two uncles were his right and left doorkeepers, ensuring that he would be treated fairly by the investigation team. As long as he was fair and just, he would not be afraid.

"That batch of raw data is the key. Based on the raw data, it can only prove that I did not accept bribes for personal gain when calculating the results. If nothing else happens, I will be the winner of this review." Xue Ming comforted himself in his heart.

Eight police officers rode four three-wheeled motorcycles to the transportation department, with two jeeps from the investigation team sandwiched between them. They ran all the way out of the Discipline Inspection Commission compound.

The transportation department was in chaos at the moment. Xue Ming's office was on fire, and thick smoke mixed with flames came out of the window.

Guo Rulin, Cao Baoshan's confidant, was so anxious that he shouted, "Fight the fire! Go and put out the fire!"

A fire suddenly broke out in Hao Duanduan's office, and Xue Ming's office was burned. Guo Rulin knew that the batch of original documents were stored in the file cabinet in Xue Ming's office.

If those documents were burned and Xue Ming could not prove that the process of calculating scores was fair, then he would be suspected of accepting bribes for personal gain. This was the case these days.

If Xue Ming is punished and imprisoned for this, then Guo Rulin will not have any good fruits to eat, and his immediate boss Cao Baoshan can skin him.

"Put out the fire, I beg you to put out the fire quickly!" Guo Rulin was about to cry without tears while stamping his feet.

Countless transporters carried buckets of water to put out the fire, and the well was in the square in front of the office building. Unfortunately, the fire was so intense that people had to queue up to get water.

Xue Ming's eldest brother Wang Xianbang scolded Xie Yongzheng angrily, "You didn't fucking eat in the morning, hurry up and give me some water!"

Xie Yongzheng, who was doing his best to press the water, endured the scolding silently, saying to himself that it was not that I had not eaten in the morning, but that the speed of pressing the well was so slow. Even if I had eight fucking hands, I still wouldn't be able to supply water in time.

Buckets of water were poured in from the window. Instead of reducing the fire, it became more intense. Guo Rulin was worried about death.

At this time, the convoy that picked up the documents arrived at the transportation office. The leader of the team, Ma Guoming, was stunned. He was stunned for two seconds and suddenly became hysterical. "What are you doing standing still? Come put out the fire!"

The remaining seven police officers immediately joined the fire-fighting team, and the people in the investigation team of the Discipline Inspection Commission were also confused. The fire happened by a coincidence that was outrageous.

Although Ma Guoming was less than thirty years old but had ten years of police service, he immediately realized that this was a man-made arson with the purpose of burning the original data for calculating the results.

Black smoke coming from the windows indicated there was diesel fuel in the house, and the suspect poured it in before lighting it on fire.

"Diesel?" Ma Guoming suddenly roared at the top of his voice, "There is diesel in the fire. Let's put out the fire with sand."

The transporters all knew that water could not quench the oil, so they immediately threw away the buckets and went to get shovels and other digging tools. Soon, countless silt flew into Xue Ming's office through the window.

Ma Guoming started his motorcycle and ran all the way to the gate of the Commission for Discipline Inspection. He opened the door and shouted loudly, "Xue Ming's office is on fire. The fire is too big and the documents cannot be saved."

"What do you say?"

Pei Zhengming and Cao Baoshan took action at the same time.