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Early in five days.
Zhu Wei, deputy director of the Sichuan Provincial Police Headquarters, sat in a chair and picked up the words "Hello?"
"Xiaowei?"
"Oh, what did Ma Chang tell you?" Zhu Wei quipped and answered.
"It’s no big deal. I need you personally in Tianmen prison." Ma Laoer replied.
"Who is it?"
"Some time ago, did you catch a group of intelligence dealers and call them Li Xu?" Ma Laoer asked
"Yeah, there’s this guy in Tauli’s place." Zhu Wei was impressed by this and nodded his head.
"This person also has activities at Beifengkou. Laojin called me and wanted him. You can send him out and I’ll send him there."
"Yes, I know." Zhu Wei nodded.
"Just send it here at four o’clock in the afternoon. Let’s have dinner together after he’s finished." Ma Laoer is also very tired recently and wants to get together with his old friends.
"Haole"
"That’s it!"
With that, the two ended the call and Zhu Wei continued to deal with the task at hand.
At present, the old cat has not finished managing the police headquarters. Because Lao Li has returned to the ninth district, there is an urgent need for a government official here in Sichuan, and he also needs a senior who can hold down the people in the field. The old cat also has a job in the autonomous Committee. Usually, he runs on both sides
The specific workers here at the police headquarters are all Fu Xiaohao Ding Guozhen from Zhu Wei, and a group of young backbones are catching these people, and it is also harmonious to manage each other.
This is where the old cat excels. Although he looks at playing around, he is still a political family with a smart head. Plus what Lao Li has been teaching him, he has also balanced all departments well, which should neither help the old brothers nor block the promotion of new people.
If Sichuan government wants to develop new people, it is necessary to get ahead. Those people must not be able to manage such a large market.
Zhu Wei has lived a very comfortable life these years. He can’t find the things he needs for money, management and resources, and it’s not his turn to worry about the whole person. Now he looks very rich and his personal feelings are stable. If he hadn’t been busy just preparing for the establishment of the police headquarters a few years ago, he should have got married.
……
Usually, people who go to prison are definitely less than Zhu Weigan, but this evening, Ma Laoer invited him to have a meal, and after his shift, he went to the prison directly, ready to send them off and stayed there.
Six or seven police cars stopped at the gate of Tianmen prison in less than forty minutes, and then more than twenty people took the formalities to go through the formalities.
Zhu Wei lowered the window and lit a cigarette.
"I talk to you? ! Your broken cart was broken by my light box. "
"Sorry, brother, I didn’t see it."
"Say didn’t see it? Lose money! "
"… ok, how much do you think it will cost?"
"A thousand!"
"Brother, it’s too dark for you. Do you care if I want a thousand dollars for such a small light box?"
“……！”
When Zhu Wei was smoking, he heard a quarrel in front of him. Looking up, he saw a large group of people gathering in front of the diagonal shop in the prison.
Just now, Zhu Wei didn’t pay attention to it, but the quarrel across the street was getting bigger and bigger. He just pushed the door and left when he was idle.