Rebirth of Minister Qi

"Otherwise, those principals and class teachers, in order to shirk their responsibilities, will say unpleasant things. There are also some teachers without professional ethics who take advantage of their superior psychological position over students to do illegal things to them. There are real cases of these.

When most of the incidents happen, our public security organs almost always stand aside and allow those people in the Education Bureau to cover up and resolve the issues privately. I personally think that this is extremely inappropriate.

Teachers also need supervision.

As for myself, I applied for some funds from the district head, Comrade Jin Xinkai, and discussed it with the Education Bureau.

A small police station has been built at the entrance of each school, and patrolling police officers in the area are required to sign in twice a day and maintain traffic order when appropriate.

Of course, the extra workload definitely requires additional overtime pay. Our district chief was very generous and gave me over a million dollars in funding.

He asked me to build a police station at the entrance of every school in the district. He said he didn’t want to see those hooligans making a fuss at the school entrance anymore.”

The secretary turned his head and glanced at Qi Tongwei.

"Is your district chief the grandson of General Jin? I heard that you two are close friends.

This seems to be true. You dare to mention his name in this occasion.

Okay, time is almost up, you can go back first and write a report in the name of the expert group member. "

Qi Tongwei was somewhat glad that he had boldly spoken to Deputy Director Tang last year and put forward his own suggestions on the Public Security Administration Punishment Law, which won the appreciation of Team Leader Hong and enabled him to join the expert group. Otherwise, how could an ordinary deputy-division-level cadre expect his name to be remembered by so many leaders?

The identity of an expert may benefit you for a lifetime.

Qi Tongwei walked out of the door of the Political and Legal Affairs Commission and breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't dare to visit acquaintances in such departments again, as all his acquaintances were behaving themselves into submission.

After get off work, they will naturally receive the news and know that Qi Tongwei has met with the big boss.

As soon as he finished his work, Qi Tongwei returned to his courtyard home, and it seemed that Silly Baitian was not at home.

"Wife, I'm back in Beijing.

I'm sorry to disappoint you. I'm not being transferred back. I'm just here on vacation and on a business trip.

Why aren't you at home? Oh, you're staying at your mother's house."

The naive girl on the other end of the phone was still correcting Qi Tongwei's way of addressing her.

"Comrade Xiao Qi, we haven't obtained the marriage certificate yet. The title of wife still needs to be approved and discussed in a meeting.

The place I'm going back to is called my own home, not my mother's home. Xiao Ning is also there, so come over quickly."

"okay!"

Qi Tongwei put down his luggage, went to the toilet, locked the door, came out, took a taxi and rushed to Zhang's house.

This minivan is a specialty of this era, a mini van dyed an ugly yellow color. Qi Tongwei has rarely seen it in other cities, but it is everywhere in Beijing. There is also a kind of taxi called Xiali, but the space is too small.

For a man like Qi Tongwei who is over 1.8 meters tall, it is quite cramped to sit in a taxi, so a small van like the one shown above becomes his first choice for taking a taxi. After a few years when Hyundai Motor settles in Beijing, the streets will be filled with Hyundai Elantra taxis.

The minivan is not very comfortable and drives like a tractor, with loud noises and black exhaust.

Not to mention the shock absorbers, it's very hard, but it's much better than the three-wheeled trucks in Qi Tongwei's hometown, which are all-terrain vehicles and have no shock absorbers or comfort at all.

When Qi Tongwei arrived at the family building, he wanted to go inside, but was stopped at the door by a middle-aged woman wearing a red armband.

"Hey, hey, hey, young man, whose relative are you? Why are you barging in?"

In a family building like this, everyone is from the same unit, was allocated the same house, and has been neighbors for decades. They naturally know each other's relatives who visit more frequently. Qi Tongwei was a stranger, so he was naturally stopped.

As for why he was not stopped last time, it was of course because he was driving the Ministry of Public Security's official car and wearing a police uniform. The neighbor aunties were afraid that he was here to arrest corrupt school leaders, so they dared not say a word.

Today was different. Qi Tongwei was wearing a short-sleeved shirt and all white, and looked like a college student. He also looked decent and handsome, so the auntie just stopped him and asked him some questions. If he had looked shifty, the auntie might have gotten aggressive and started scolding him directly.

"Auntie, hello, I'm the future son-in-law of the Zhang family upstairs. The last time I was here was last year. I was wearing a police uniform at the time, so you might not recognize me."

After hearing what happened, I don't know if the neighbor lady remembered it or not, but she finally gave a proper reason and a reasonable identity, so she let him go. However, as soon as Qi Tongwei left, he would become the focus of discussion in the intelligence center of the family building.

When Qi Tongwei knocked on the door, it was his own sister Qi Ning who opened it.

Five people were squeezed into the small three-bedroom, one-living-room apartment. It seemed that Xiao Ning got along with the Zhang family better than she did.

"Uncle, aunt, I'm here."

"Tongwei, come sit down, sit down. It's not a festival now, why are you back to the capital?"

Uncle Zhang asked Qi Tongwei to sit down. The sofa was full of people and it seemed there was no room for more, so he could only sit at the dining table.

"I just came back from a business trip and have a few days off. I was thinking of coming back to stay for a few days."

After the family had eaten and drunk their fill, Qi Tongwei and Zhang's father sat at the dining table and chatted.

"Tongwei, I have to thank your teacher, Director Gao Yuliang, for the last time. After you went to Jiangdong, he used his connections to help me transfer to the Street Comprehensive Management Office, so I don't have to suffer the anger of petitions anymore.

Director Gao also issued a document to assign me to participate in the research. My work has become much easier, as there are so many young people rushing to do the work. "

Qi Tongwei poured wine for Zhang's father.

"Dad, that annoying guy last time, was he from your Petition Office?"

Mr. Zhang took a sip of Moutai and then explained the reason.

"You mean that guy? He used to be my apprentice. I brought him up in the street office and taught him all the business.

Later, he climbed up the ladder and competed with me for the position of deputy director of the Letters and Calls Office, and we became enemies.

Since then, he has been suppressing me, and I can’t speak out my suffering.”

At this time, Zhang's mother took over the conversation.

"Tongwei, don't listen to the old man's nonsense, he also did poorly in the past.

But that was all in the past. There's no point in harping on it anymore. Just transfer him to another department.

You are colleagues working in the same team, but you act like enemies. I tell you, just work hard in your new department.

Don't always think about revenge on others, just live your own life well."

After hearing this, Qi Tongwei was speechless. For many things, one can only understand the truth by listening to both sides, and there is no definitive conclusion on right or wrong.

Maybe when Zhang's father was young, he did some bad things to others, and when the others got above him, he turned around and took revenge on them. No wonder there were so many colleagues from the street office present at the time, but no one said a word to be fair to him. Some things are really difficult to evaluate.