South to North: A Prison Guard at the Beginning

Chapter 364 Something happened

If someone is hesitant at this time, it will naturally cause dissatisfaction on the other party. Walking on the street in winter is already uncomfortable. If someone looks at you at this time, you will subconsciously ask: What are you looking at!

The other person must have a bad temper, and he will definitely say: Let me see what you can do!

These were settled, but just because of a word, the two of them started fighting. It was not a big deal, just some trivial things that could lead to a fight.

Of course, drinking and causing trouble happens everywhere, not just here, but this is not a reason. Is it justifiable to drink and cause trouble?

"Comrade Liu Jun! This is not an excuse! Now more and more developers are coming to our Daoli District to invest and build. If there is no stable environment, how can you make them feel at ease? I will give you an order. From today on, all police officers in the district will be mobilized and patrol!"

"If you find anyone fighting or provoking trouble, no matter why, arrest them first, and then find out the reason and sentence them. I will make them drink two taels of cat urine every day and they won't know who is who!" Yuan Mu said angrily.

"Yes! I will definitely complete the mission!"

"Well, just do it directly. I'll talk to Cao Baosheng. After all, he is the Secretary of the Political and Legal Affairs Commission. It would be wrong not to inform him about this matter." Yuan Mu reacted as soon as he gave the order. According to the procedure, he had to inform the Secretary of the Political and Legal Affairs Commission.

After all, the Secretary of the Political and Legal Affairs Commission is in charge of the public security, procuratorial and judicial work of the entire district, and Cao Baosheng is his man, who was promoted by him, so it is indeed necessary to communicate.

It may be that he has been the one making the final decisions in Daoli District in recent years, and he has unknowingly developed a personality that insists on what he means. In Daoli District, no one dares to contradict him, but fortunately, the decisions he made were not wrong.

However, Yuan Mu was also gradually reflecting on himself. This was not okay. If he allowed things to continue like this, wouldn't he not be able to listen to other people's opinions in the future? This was not good for the development of the place.

"Yes!"

Seeing Liu Jun like this, Yuan Mu's anger subsided and he waved to him.

"Okay, sit down."

"Hey, Master, I have some good cigarettes here. Give you one." Upon hearing this, Liu Jun's true colors suddenly showed up. He took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket, took out a cigarette and handed it to Yuan Mu.

Yuan Mu looked at him and took the cigarette, and Liu Jun lit it for him.

"Xiaojun, you're going to be the deputy district chief soon, so don't cause any trouble during this period," Yuan Mu warned.

"Master, don't worry, I won't cause any trouble!"

With the development of Daoli District, the business is getting bigger and bigger, and the Public Security Bureau Chief has to take care of more and more things, so it is inevitable for him to take up the post of deputy district chief.

"Well, pay more attention to the karaoke bars in the area. They are prone to crime. Pay special attention to drug dealers. The police should conduct regular inspections of those entertainment venues. Is that clear?"

"Master, I understand."

"Well, you go first." Yuan Mu waved his hand.

Liu Jun nodded, then stood up and left.

. . . . . . . . .

In a house in a community in Daowai District.

There were several men sitting here. They didn't look very old, probably around forty years old. The leader was smoking with his bare chest.

"Fourth brother, Daoli District is extremely wealthy now. We didn't intervene in the previous demolition. If we don't intervene this time, we won't have any chance in the future."

"Yes, fourth brother, a piece of land in Daoli District is much more expensive than Daowai District now. If we can get two pieces of land, or even a demolition in the suburbs, it will be a huge sum of money. Besides, I see that karaoke is very popular recently, why don't we set up one?" The two younger brothers suggested.

The man called Fourth Brother is named Song Si, the one who gave gifts to Li Zhiming that year. If Yuan Mu had not existed, Song Si might have contracted the demolition work of the entire Daoli long ago. But now with Yuan Mu's intervention, he can no longer get involved in the demolition of Daoli and can only contract the demolition of Daowai and some other places.

Although he did earn a lot, compared with Daoli, the difference was not small. He did not expect Daoli District to develop so fast. If he had known earlier, he should have given a gift to Yuan Mu.

"How about this, you go and get some more money, and I'll go visit the director of the Daoli District Construction Bureau tomorrow to see if I can get a few demolition jobs."

"You have to be careful and manage your subordinates well. The demolition in Daoli District is supervised by a team sent by the district government. If there are any violations, our qualifications will be revoked." Song Si warned.

"Fourth brother, we've been in Harbin for so many years, but this is the first time we've suffered such humiliation. This Yuan Mu is meddling in too many matters. Which district leader is as idle as him? He has to get involved in everything!" The younger brother complained unhappily.

"What can you do? He is the top leader of Daoli District and now the leader of the municipal party committee. We can't afford to offend him, but we can avoid him."

"Then we can't give up such a huge benefit. Even people like us who don't know much about economics can see that Daoli District will definitely make a lot of money in the future. We have to get involved as soon as possible."

"That's for sure. You guys go to those karaoke bars first to get a feel for the situation, and then we can find a time to talk to the owners there." Song Si nodded.

. . . . . . . . . .

August 7, 1989, 11:37 p.m., at Liu Jun’s home in the police family compound in Daoli District.

At this time, Liu Jun was lying on the bed sleeping. He was nearly thirty years old, but still not married, which made his family and Yuan Mu worry about him, but this guy was not in a hurry at all.

"Ding-ling-ling! Ding-ling-ling!" a series of rapid sounds rang out.

Liu Jun was awakened from his sleep, turned over and sat up and picked up the phone.

"Hello, I'm Liu Jun."

"Director Liu, something big has happened..."

Half an hour later, Liu Jun hurriedly drove to the vicinity of Zhaolin Lianghong KTV. A cordon had been set up and people were watching nearby.

Liu Jun walked towards the scene with an angry face. The surrounding policemen saw him and greeted him, but he ignored them and continued walking forward.

The captain of the district bureau's public security team and the captain of the criminal police team were already here. When they saw Liu Jun, they hurried over.

"Director Liu."

"Director Liu."

"What's going on? Didn't you send anyone to patrol? Why did such a big thing happen!" Liu Jun had just woken up and such a big thing had happened, so he could no longer suppress his anger.

The two men shrank their necks at the same time. They knew Liu Jun's temper. He was very angry right now, so they had to be careful with their words.