Binjiang Port Group also started to engage in real estate and built a community, but it mainly sold it to the group's cadres and employees. Although the sale was more expensive than the previous fund-raising construction, it was cheaper than buying a house outside.

Considering that half of the team members of the Changhang Shipping Branch are not from Binjiang, Han Yu went to Mr. Xu and other group leaders more than once, asking the group leaders to see that the Changhang Shipping Branch was originally separated from Binjiang Port, and in the past many years and in the future

The main work is to serve Binjiang Port, arranging two sets of "transit houses" for the Changhang Branch. The property rights still belong to the group, and the Changhang Branch only has the right to use them.

Although Mr. Xu laughed and scolded him for knowing how to "stop at the port and eat at the port", considering the relationship between the Changhang Branch and the group and the needs of the group's business development, he finally arranged two sets of two-bedroom apartments. However, they were not in the newly built new community.

It is an old family area built in the 1980s.

As long as you have a house to live in, at least you don't have to pay rent.

As soon as Wu Guoqun got the key, he moved with his wife.

Although the house is old, there are many people in the old family area, and there are even many small shops in the family area, which is full of fireworks. Moreover, the "transit house" they live in is on the first floor, and there is a small courtyard at the door. You can follow

Plant flowers and plants like the neighbor on the left, and you can also plant some fruits and vegetables like the neighbor on the right.

Comrade Lao Wu and his wife Luo Xiulian were very satisfied with their living environment. To celebrate their "move into a new home", the old couple decided to go out for breakfast.

Steamed buns, rice porridge, soy milk, fried dough sticks...all available in some communities outside.

There is also a small park outside the community. Retired cadres and employees of the old port authority gathered in the small park early in the morning to relax. Some sat around playing and singing, while others breathed fresh air and practiced Tai Chi.

Some old comrades were dancing in the square.

"Commissar Wu, morning!"

"Director Luo, you moved here yesterday, right?"

"Early morning, we moved here yesterday afternoon." Comrade Lao Wu said hello to the retired cadres and employees of the old port authority, and said with a smile: "Xu Ke, Director Li, Master Yang, it's very cool today."

An old man hugged his erhu and said with a smile: "It's only half past six. It will be hot when the sun comes out, so we will go out to play in the morning and evening."

Comrade Lao Wu looked a little itchy and couldn't help but smile: "Director Li, how about I play with you for a while?"

"Okay!"

"welcome!"

"I didn't bring my erhu or flute."

"Use mine, Commissar Wu, you pull it and see how my erhu is doing."

"good."

Comrade Lao Wu took over the erhu, sat down next to a group of old comrades, asked the old comrades what repertoire they were good at, played it a few times to get a feel for it, and then started playing with his head bouncing.

Luo Xiulian looked at her husband's devoted look and couldn't help but think of how many vixens chased him because of his talent when he was young. A knowing smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Bi Yijie, deputy director of the Changhang Shipping Branch, also moved here. His lover Meng Jing's job has been transferred from Hanwu Port to Binjiang Port. Because he came to Binjiang late, unlike Comrade Wu, who has pots and pans at home, the couple also has to go out to eat.

breakfast.

Seeing Comrade Wu playing so immersedly with a group of old men and women, and playing the erhu really well, Meng Jing said with envy: "Political Commissar Wu is really talented. Not only can he write articles and beautiful calligraphy, but he can also play the erhu!

"

Comrade Lao Wu ate the food of the Changhang Public Security Bureau, but turned over the table of the Changhang Public Security Bureau. He can be called the "public enemy of the Changhang Public Security Bureau"!

Bi Yijie did not dare to get too close to Comrade Lao Wu. He raised his hand to say hello from a distance. He continued to walk forward and said with a smile: "Their generation is really versatile. For example, my dad can play harmonica, flute, erhu, and accordion without him."

No, he can repair pens, repair watches, and knit sweaters. Even though he may not be successful in his life, it does not prevent him from living a rich life."

Meng Jing thought for a while and chuckled: "My uncle was the same. When he was young, he could perform roller skating, and he could do various tricks. He could also dance ballroom. Don't say they were poor in material at that time, but they were not poor in spirit at all."

The couple was sighing when their cell phone suddenly rang.

Bi Yijie took it out, glanced at the caller ID, and quickly pressed the call button to answer the call.

She didn't go to work until 8 o'clock, so it was a bit early to go to work. Meng Jing stopped and watched with interest Comrade Wu and a group of old men playing and singing.

While he was watching intently, Bi Yijie picked up his mobile phone and walked over quickly, said hello to Sister Luo, and then leaned over and said a few words in Comrade Wu's ear.

Comrade Lao Wu was startled for a moment, but quickly realized what he was doing, handed the erhu back to him, got up and walked out of the crowd.

"Old Wu, what's wrong?" Luo Xiulian couldn't help but ask.

"The Korean Bureau is going to the East China Sea. The leaders of the Ministry and Bureau and the State Maritime Safety Administration personally sent him to take office. He is at the Capital International Airport now and will be on the plane later."

"Don't the Korean Bureau have to wait until the end of the year before transferring him?"

"The plan has changed. Director Qi of the Donghai Maritime Public Security Bureau is ill and hospitalized. The superiors can only let Director Qi step down early and let Director Han take office early." Comrade Lao Wu looked at his watch, thought about it and said impatiently: "Han

There is someone coming from Wu's side, and the leadership team of the branch has just been adjusted and needs to be adjusted again."

Luo Xiulian knew very well that he had offended all the leaders and colleagues from Hanwu and did not want to see the people from Hanwu again, but as the political commissar of the Binjiang branch, he could not help but not welcome them, so he simply smiled and did not ask any further questions.

…

Sheng Baocheng also received an urgent notice from Hanwu, and he felt really nervous. After all, personnel arrangements may change even at the last minute.

He hurried to the branch without even bothering to eat breakfast. As soon as he entered the office, Li Keping, director of the Political Department, followed him.

"Keping, why are you here so early? The leaders of the Political Department haven't set off from Hanwu yet, and they won't arrive until the evening at the earliest."

"Even if the leaders of the Political Department arrived in Binjiang in the morning, they would not be able to announce the appointment today."

Sheng Baocheng subconsciously asked: "Why?"

"We have to wait for the Han Bureau to come back. He will take over his post there, but there will also be a handover here." Li Keping came to the door and asked: "Sheng Ju, have you called the Korean Bureau?"

"No."

"What time is it? Please contact the Korean Bureau immediately!"

"He may be on the plane now. Even if he is not on the plane, you cannot contact him. He is with the leaders of the ministry and bureau."

Li Keping and Sheng Baocheng have not only been colleagues for twenty years, but also worked under Sheng Baocheng. He sincerely hoped that the old leader could make further progress and was about to persuade the old leader to call Han Yu as soon as possible.

Dong knocked on the door and walked in.

"Political Commissar Dong..."

"I knew Keping was here too." Lao Dong closed the door instead, hesitated and said, "Baocheng, Xianyu called me. He said something had changed in your affairs and asked me to do it."

Do your ideological work.”

I am really afraid of what will happen.

The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. Sheng Baocheng was extremely disappointed. Just when he didn't know what to say, Li Keping asked eagerly: "Commissar Dong, what happened?"

The old director smiled bitterly and said: "Bureau Han said that the bureau originally planned to let Baocheng serve as the director of the Binjiang branch, but the director Baocheng had to make corrections first and needed approval from the Changhang Bureau."

"Stuck at the Changhang Bureau?"

“It’s not a card either.”

The old director took out his cigarette and explained: "Bureau Li from the China Changhang Shipping Bureau came to Binjiang before the Spring Festival, and Bureau Liu came here some time ago. They have all seen Baocheng and have a good impression of Baocheng. Bureau Huang came from our Binjiang

Those who go out will definitely help Baocheng speak out on this issue.

However, several other bureau leaders believed that Political Commissar Wu was the deputy inspector. If Bao Cheng was given rectification and Bao Cheng was appointed as the director, it would not be conducive to the work of the bureau. In the end, it was decided that Political Commissar Wu should also be the director to give Bao Cheng rectification and let Bao Cheng be given rectification.

Baocheng serves as political commissar."

I really can't blame Comrade Wu for this matter. He has never thought of becoming the director of Binjiang Branch. Even if he wanted to, the bureau would not agree or even consider it. The Changhang Bureau made a decision, and Fan Bureau, despite a hundred objections,

You can only implement it if you are willing.

Sheng Baocheng took several deep breaths and pretended to smile happily: "As long as I can correct my mistakes, being a political commissar is fine."

Being a political commissar is far worse than being a director!

Li Keping couldn't help but ask: "Commissar Dong, Bureau Han was not in charge before. Why didn't the superiors worry at that time that Political Commissar Wu was deputy patrolman and Bureau Han was in charge, which would affect the work of the branch?"

"Are you confused?" Old Dong asked back, and said matter-of-factly: "Who is Xianyu, and what qualifications does Xianyu have? Don't say that he is a senior officer, even if he is a deputy director, he will not be the superior of the director.

He would be worried that someone would disobey him."

"Keping, Political Commissar Dong is right. The superiors' considerations do make sense. Stop thinking nonsense. I will obey the organization's arrangements."

"That's right." Old Dong nodded with satisfaction, then patted his arm and said with a meaningful smile: "Not to mention that Old Wu, the director, will not be able to work for a few years. Even if he can work for a few more years, with his ability

With your character, you, the political commissar, cannot be just a decoration. He will definitely entrust you with important responsibilities and even let you assist him in the daily work of the branch."

Comrade Lao Wu is too busy!

He took on a lot of work outside, many of which were even "political tasks." He couldn't take care of the affairs of the bureau at all. Moreover, he was not very good at public security business. It was impossible for him to take care of everything like other bureau chiefs.

Even if you die, you won’t let go of your power.

At the same time, the Donghai Maritime Public Security Bureau also exploded.

It can be said that it is an open secret in Binjiang that Han Yu will be transferred to serve as the director, but no one in the Maritime Public Security Bureau knows.

Even if Qi Bureau is not sick and hospitalized, he will have to retreat to the second line at the end of the year.

Political Commissar Deng Shiang and Deputy Director Xiang Shuguo both thought they had a chance. They worked hard in the past six months and even went to the Yangtze River Estuary in person. Whenever there was an opportunity, they would go to the Maritime Safety Administration leaders for instructions and report on their work. Unexpectedly, they had been secretly competing for half a year.

Son, Cheng Yaojin was killed on the way.

The leaders of the State Maritime Safety Administration and the ministries and bureaus who sent Han Yu to take office had already boarded the plane from the Capital International Airport. They took Kong Xibin, Director of the Political Department, and Wang Xiangming, Director of the Office, boarded the Maritime Safety Administration's minibus, and went to the airport to greet him with Liu Jun from the Maritime Safety Administration.

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To be continued...