Chapter 26

Jiang Kechang has returned. After building a house during the hottest two months, he was tanned dark and had lost weight, with his hands full of calluses.

With only three days left until the lawyer qualification exam and his sister's due date just around the corner, Han Bo briefly discussed the situation with him and decided not to interfere with the department's affairs, focusing entirely on preparing for the exam.

The exam venue was in Nangang City, several dozen kilometers away, making it inconvenient to travel back and forth. After discussing with Fang Ruming, they decided to go a day early, so his parents, who had returned from Donghai, didn't even go to the bus station to pick him up.

After the exam, when he returned to the factory, he found out that he had already become an uncle.

A big, healthy baby boy, weighing 7.8 pounds, his brother-in-law had called the factory three times.

Party Secretary Ding briefly asked about the exam and then took out a document, smiling. "Han Bo, the job transfer is basically settled. In recent years, all the transfers to our factory have been from party and government departments. You are the first to transfer out from the factory. As your family, we will support you all the way. You have a degree and a pioneering spirit. Work hard at your new unit; your future is limitless. When you reach a leadership position, we will be proud."

The notice for the county's sixth youth cadre training program stated that the training would last two weeks, with registration at 8 a.m. on Monday at the county party school.

Han Bo was confused, took the notice, and asked, "Secretary Ding, what is this?"

"The Public Security Bureau is a full-section-level unit, while a police station chief is only a section-level. You are the deputy head of the factory's security department and the captain of the economic police team, managing more people than a police station chief. How can you go and be a small police officer? The factory party committee recommends you to attend the youth cadre training program. After you return, you will be promoted to a section-level position, and then you can transfer."

A section-level position in other units is not significant, but in the Public Security Bureau, only the heads of police stations can hold such positions.

The unit leaders considering these matters, even if it was just a small effort for them, was not an opportunity that everyone could have. Han Bo was deeply moved and said awkwardly, "Secretary Ding, I've only been working for two months. I'm afraid I don't meet the requirements."

"Four years of university count as work experience. You are a student party member and a student union cadre. If you joined the Youth League, you could easily be a section-level or even a deputy department-level. Moreover, your work achievements are evident. You have reformed the night market, caught criminals on the spot, and the county political and legal affairs committee secretary Guo knows about it. In a few days, there will be a commendation meeting for the 'Severe Crackdown,' and you will be recognized as an advanced individual. Being recommended to attend the youth cadre training program and promoted to a section-level position, you meet the conditions."

It's better to help someone in need than to add to their success. Secretary Ding was happy to help a young cadre grow and to set an example of a cadre who is willing to transfer to a new position for the greater good.

"Flowers need to be carried by people, and people need to be carried by flowers. Director Qian added enthusiastically, 'Han Bo, no matter what happens, no matter how the unit reforms, this will always be your home, and we will always be your family. If you have any ideas or encounter any difficulties, you can always come back and talk to us, and we will see if we can help.'"

"Secretary Ding, Director Qian, you have helped me a lot. I really don't know how to thank you."

"Talking about gratitude is too formal. That's it. Your sister just gave birth to a big, healthy baby boy. Go home and see her. Taking the bus is inconvenient, so take car No. 7 and remember to bring some red eggs."

"No problem, then I'll go first."

"Go ahead, drive slowly."

As he walked out of the deputy secretary's office, Jiang Guoping came up to him, accompanying him downstairs and smiling. "The night market issue has been resolved, more smoothly than expected. The Industrial and Commercial Office was eager to take it over. They planned to report it to the town, but the Bureau of Industry and Commerce found out. They are setting up a market construction service center and directly taking over the night market."

Good news kept coming, and Han Bo couldn't help but smile and ask, "So, is Yang Dajie going to the Bureau of Industry and Commerce?"

"Not the Bureau of Industry and Commerce, but the People's West Road Convenience Market Management Office of Sigan County Market Construction Service Center. The report has been submitted to the county compilation office and will soon become a self-financing section-level public institution. I have coordinated with the factory office, and the labor service company's guard room has been rented to the convenience market as an office.

"Xiao Yang, who knows the situation best, will serve as the market office director. Old Shen will be the market's industrial and commercial administrator, and the police station's auxiliary police officer will be the market's security officer. Two janitors will sign labor contracts, turning from temporary workers to contract workers. Xiao Gu, who has family difficulties, cannot go to the Public Security Bureau with you and plans to stay to help Xiao Yang."

Six people, with a maximum of 3,000 yuan in wages.

It is said to be self-financing, and the extra thousands will definitely be handed over. Regardless, the problem of five people's livelihoods has been solved.

He knew he wouldn't stay in the factory for long, but he didn't expect it to be so soon. They had worked together for two months, but the actual time spent together was only a few days. If it weren't for his family matters, Jiang Guoping would have insisted on having a good chat and maybe even a dinner together.

Driving back to Sihetown, the road leading to the town center was jammed with people. Looking around, there were crowds everywhere, and the road sides were lined with stalls. Each stall was surrounded by people picking and choosing goods, haggling, and the scene was lively. A few auxiliary police officers were watching bicycles at the bridge, and two police officers were sitting on a large bench, holding walkie-talkies. Seeing the police car with a police light and license plate, they thought a leader had arrived and quickly stood up to greet him.

He remembered, today was the Sihetown temple fair.

Once a year, people from all over the surrounding areas came to the fair. There were vendors selling clothes, various sundries, farming tools, small stools, small tables, and even dog skin plasters... As a child, he loved going to the temple fair, buying many snacks and small toys, eating and playing as he walked.

"Chief Chen, Uncle Huang, it's me, Han Bo."

They all knew him. Chief Chen of the Sihetown police station, whose wife was a math teacher at the town middle school, had invited him when he was admitted to university. Old Huang, a police officer at the Sihetown police station, had a "very police" appearance and looked intimidating. Parents would threaten their misbehaving children with "Old Huang the police officer." As a senior and future colleague, Han Bo quickly opened the car door, took out a cigarette, and greeted them.

Sihetown was not small, with over twenty administrative villages and a population of over 40,000. The town center was small, with one street from south to north, which could be walked through in ten minutes.

Chief Chen knew everything about the children in the town, who were successful and who were not. He took the cigarette and laughed, "You scared me, it's the second son of the Han family. Why are you in a police car? Are you assigned to our bureau?"

Old Huang had met Old Han in the morning. The renovation boss had returned from Donghai, and they naturally chatted. The topic inevitably turned to Little Han, and he knew a lot about him. He turned back and smiled, "Chief Chen, Little Han has made it. He is the deputy head of the security department and the captain of the economic police team at the silk factory. The bureau has assigned him a mentor, and he has dozens of subordinates."

The bureau had recently commended the economic police team of the silk factory. Chief Chen realized this and asked curiously, "Han Bo, did you catch two criminals on the spot, those who were robbing with knives?"

"Luck, just like a blind cat catching two dead rats."

"Don't be modest. How can you be lucky several times? Catching two criminals, helping the Chengxi police station break a theft ring, and dismantling a black video hall, Xu Jiliang benefited greatly from you. Here, I'll give you my phone number. If you encounter cases involving Sihetown in the future, call me. We are from the same hometown, and we should cooperate more."

Helping the Chengxi police station dismantle a black video hall was a side effect, and helping them break a theft ring was a real case of a blind cat catching dead rats.

The four small hooligans caught during the night market reform thought the police had evidence of their crimes. When the Chengxi police station officers questioned them separately, one with poor psychological素质 admitted to the crimes. They had stolen dozens of bicycles, broken into several shops in the Changhe market, and extorted money from people visiting the night market. With all the old and new charges, the prosecutor had already approved their arrest.

The police had a lot of pressure to solve cases this year. Sihetown was not as busy as the county, and the jurisdiction was relatively peaceful, with fewer cases. Chief Chen, in a hurry, took out a pen and a notebook, wrote down his phone number, and added his name after the number.

Han Bo took the torn-off piece of paper and smiled, "Chief Chen, Uncle Huang, I won't be a deputy department head for long. I'm about to transfer to the Public Security Bureau. You two are my seniors and predecessors, please take care of me in the future."

"Transfer to the Public Security Bureau?"

"Yes."

"The silk factory has such good benefits, the highest salary in the county. Why transfer to the Public Security Bureau?"

"I requested it myself."

"You young man, you don't know how good you have it. But to be fair, solving several cases in two months, you have the makings of a good police officer."

Police cars rarely came to the town, and more and more people were gathering around. Today was the temple fair, and he planned to go in and take a look later. It wasn't appropriate to talk about these things now. Chief Chen patted his arm, "Your parents have returned, and your sister just gave birth. Go home first. Park the car here, and I'll have someone watch it for you. If you don't return to the county tonight, come to the station and have a good chat."

Going to a new unit, having senior colleagues give advice is better than not having any. Han Bo gave them two more cigarettes and then parked the car by the roadside.

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PS: Special thanks to the generous donation from the book friend "Qiu Feng Luo Ye 2014." We now have our third captain, a true end to hardship (after so many setbacks, a small moment of pride).

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