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Chapter 12 of 100

Chapter 12

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"Comrades, please move aside. We are conducting a comprehensive management operation on Renmin West Road. There's nothing to see here."

"Tricycles, don't block the road. Move, move, move forward."

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Traffic police were directing traffic, while public security officers and patrol police were dispersing the onlookers. Economic police were divided into two teams, with Han Bo in charge of the north side and Yang Xiaomei leading the south side. Under the cooperation of the old Shen from the Industry and Commerce Office and a joint defense team from the police station, they moved from east to west, issuing rectification notices to each stall owner on the spot.

The notice was jointly issued by the Chengxi Police Station of Sigan County Public Security Bureau, the Chengxi Industry and Commerce Office of Sigan County Industry and Commerce Bureau, and the Security Department of Sigan County State-owned Silk Factory. It bore three large red seals.

"Comrade police officer, I can't read."

Initially, they thought it was about catching thieves, but it turned out to be about the stalls. With police all around, they couldn't leave. Two fruit vendors pretended to be ignorant and pitiful, claiming they couldn't read.

"It doesn't matter if you can't read. I'll read it for you."

Xiao Yan moved closer to him and read the notice with a clear and resonant voice: "To maintain social order, traffic safety, market order, and environmental hygiene, according to the 'Road Traffic Safety Law of the People's Republic of China,' the 'Industry and Commerce Management Regulations,' and the 'Sigan County Urban Area Three-Package Responsibility Management Measures,' the Public Security, Industry and Commerce, and Sigan County Silk Factory Security Departments are conducting a joint operation to rectify the 'six disorders' on the main and secondary roads of Renmin West Road and the surrounding areas of the Silk Factory."

"… We hope that all urban and rural residents will abide by traffic rules and pay attention to environmental hygiene. We require mobile vendors to operate legally and jointly maintain the urban order, traffic, and hygiene."

"What does this mean? Are you not allowing us to set up stalls?" A vendor approached, uneasy.

Han Bo handed him a notice and said with unusual seriousness, "You've made a mess at our factory gate, blocking Renmin West Road so tightly that it's affecting traffic and damaging the environment. Not only are you operating without a license, but you're also selling counterfeit and substandard products. You sell books and tapes, right? How many illegal publications do you have on your stall?"

"It's a small business, comrade. We're just trying to make a living."

"Yes, I've been selling fruit here for two years. I know it's wrong to occupy the road, but if I don't, how can I make a living?"

"Comrade police officer, these items are already cheap. I only make about ten yuan a night. It's not that we don't want to go to the market, but the fees are too high, and it's not worth it."

...

With such a large operation, everyone thought it was to ban the stalls and prevent them from selling here in the future, so they all rushed to complain and beg for mercy.

"We understand your difficulties, but the night market has indeed caused a series of security, traffic, and hygiene issues, and it has disrupted market order. You've been setting up stalls here for years, and you should know how many traffic accidents and security incidents have occurred here."

Han Bo pointed to the ground and said seriously, "The hygiene issues are even more severe. You earn money and go home to sleep, leaving the ground a mess. We have to clean up after you. Year after year, day after day. We understand you, but can you understand us?"

"Comrade police officer, we were wrong. From today on, we will ensure that the area is clean when we pack up."

"How many times have you promised that?"

Han Bo glanced back at the old Shen from the Industry and Commerce Office, who was working on the other side, and continued, "Now it's not just about hygiene; it's not just about the Silk Factory. Operating without a license is illegal and disrupts market order. The Industry and Commerce Department will enforce the law.

Some of you are not urban residents. You rent houses nearby to do business but haven't registered for a temporary residence permit at the Chengxi Police Station. This violates the regulations on the management of the floating population and poses a series of security risks. During the crackdown, you will also be investigated."

"I am from this county, and my home is in Hongguang."

"People from Hongguang Township who rent houses in the city also need to register for a temporary residence permit. According to the regulations, if you sell food, such as in large stalls, barbecue, or cooked dishes, you need to obtain a health permit and a health certificate. None of you have these, and it can be said that the night market on Renmin West Road has become a major area of illegal and even criminal activities!"

After scaring them enough, Han Bo changed his tone: "As the deputy head of the Security Department and the captain of the economic police, my stance is to firmly ban the night market. However, considering your actual difficulties and the convenience of the public, I am reluctant to ban it. Therefore, following the principle of 'combining疏导 and regulation,' I have requested that the night market be treated as a temporary convenience market, while strengthening its supervision."

Wu Yongliang clapped his hands and called out, "We've delayed you for an hour. Let's go to the large meeting room in the factory for a meeting. Take your wallets and valuables with you. With so many police officers outside, your stalls will be fine."

"Hurry up, don't dawdle. If you want to continue setting up stalls, come to the meeting. If you don't want to, pack up and leave. If you come back, you'll be caught every time!"

...

Jiang Guoping was always friendly and kind, and he suddenly became the focus of many vendors. They surrounded him, offering cigarettes and greetings, asking him to intercede on their behalf.

"Director Jiang, if you don't speak up for us, no one will. He's just a deputy director, and he has to listen to you!"

"He's only been here for a few days, and he's meddling in external affairs. It's like a dog catching mice. Who does he think he is? Does he even respect you as a leader?"

"Old Yu, don't talk nonsense."

Jiang Guoping waved his hand and explained calmly, "Director Han is not only the deputy head of the Security Department but also the captain of the economic police. He is under the dual leadership of the factory and the Public Security Bureau. He is both a corporate official and a people's police officer. The deputy team leader who assists him is transferred from the Public Security Bureau.

Today, it's a joint operation by the Public Security, Industry and Commerce, and Security Departments. If you resist him, tomorrow it will be a joint operation by the Public Security, Industry and Commerce, Taxation, Health, and Security Departments. He's young and full of energy. During the crackdown, if you try to resist, you'll be punished. Didn't he just arrest four people?"

Suddenly calling so many police officers and arresting a few idle troublemakers, it would be unwise to resist him.

A vendor asked cautiously, "Director Jiang, what does 'combining疏导 and regulation' mean? What does he really want?"

"Actually, he is doing this for your own good. The factory won't let you continue to make a mess at the gate, and the police won't allow you to affect traffic or ignore the security issues of the night market. The Industry and Commerce Department won't allow you to operate without a license. 'Combining疏导 and regulation' means solving all these problems, just like managing a farmers' market.

He needs to give an account to his superiors, and you can do business with peace of mind. Especially after the security improves, more people will come at night, and your business will be better."

"Managing it like a farmers' market, doesn't that mean charging fees?"

"In the future, there will be four or five police officers here to maintain social order and traffic. There will be dedicated personnel to clean up after you. Some fees will be charged, but they shouldn't be too high. Go in and listen first. If you really can't accept it, then think of other ways. At worst, pack up and find another place."

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