Chapter 243

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Protagonist:

Chen Yi

A 40-year-old Division Chief is actually not slow at all.

Without special background or special opportunity, a cadre cannot routinely become a Division Chief with real power before the age of 40; in other words, most who manage to become a Division Chief with real power before 40 all have special backgrounds or special opportunities. As for Yu Congying, his special opportunity is his wife, and his special background is his father-in-law; therefore, his father-in-law's decisions and his father-in-law's persuasion, he must listen to, and he definitely will listen to.

If there are no twists and turns, by the time he reaches Section Chief Hui's age, he will at least be able to sit securely at the Deputy Bureau Level, and take one more step before retirement, at least retracing his father-in-law's old path once more.

But if Chen Yi doesn't give him a chance, then his official career will end right here.

Director Yu suddenly felt a surge of fear! As if boundless darkness was attacking him; in this pitch-black darkness where he couldn't see his hand in front of his face, from time to time two claws would reach out, tearing away his clothes, tearing away his fig leaf, tearing away his face, tearing away his muscles, tearing away his prolapsed stomach and fatty liver... finally, tearing away his official position.

Serve tea and apologize!

Carry thorns and beg for punishment!

These were the last two moves his father-in-law taught him.

He originally felt wronged, but when it proved useless, he became resentful and indignant, became anxious about gains and losses...

Chen Yi really could bring him down. Yu Congying's brain was also spinning frantically, not only reminiscing about his Audi A6 that was only one year new, but also pondering the driving force behind Chen Yi doing this.

What exactly is it for? The Appraisal Office is a dispatched institution of Southeast Province; ordinary employees are all public institution establishment, it can be said to have not a shred of officialdom value. If one says it's to follow the vine to get the melon, chopping all the way up, his father-inlaw even with the biggest background — is only Bureau Level, and still the Culture Bureau. Does the Chen Family need to do it like this to clean house?

Then it would be Chen Yi's personal behavior?

Because of what?

It can only be that he offended him!

Yu Congying felt he understood clearly, his posture actually sinking to the point of abject baseness, trembling lips, curling his stiff arms, continuing to serve tea and say "Young Master Chen".

Actually, the previous actions had already become base to a certain extreme, but officials have always been the most spineless; those who would not bow for five pecks of rice starved to death long ago, kneeling for 500 pecks of rice counts for what.

However, the truth is so strange, how could he guess that the reason Chen Yi is angry is that Jiangning in his private plot has grown borers — he is exterminating pests for his own fruit trees. Unless Director Yu proves he is not a borer, facing Chen Yi in the Listening Scroll State, there is fundamentally no way to run.

Only to see Chen Yi wave his hand, not even bothering to speak, yet say to Section Chief Hui: "He's finished, you continue writing."

"Yes, yes, yes." Section Chief Hui, nervous, tore through the paper on the desk; he was so anxious his eyebrows knitted together, repeatedly saying: "I didn't do it on purpose, really not, not on purpose."

Lu Fan felt pity, signaled the front desk: "Miss, bring another sheet of paper."

The front desk called "Miss" had a much better temper, no longer angry; not only did she bring paper, she also poured water for everyone.

"Observant." Chen Yi smiled, turned and patted the seat beside him, saying: "Director Yu, sit."

"Young Master Chen."

"I cannot remove you from your post, so if you want to leave that's fine, if you want to stay that's also fine. However, if you have the heart to repent, then write a self-criticism as well."

Lu Fan waved a hand, and the front desk who completely didn't understand the situation brought another set of paper and pens.

She really didn't understand, how the world could change so fast, like the LV bag she couldn't put down the previous moment, in a blink turning into a counterfeit shoddy giveaway snake skin bag; who could endure such a blow!

Director Yu Congying repeated the word "self-criticism" in a tiny voice.

He knew what Chen Yi wanted; in ancient times, this kind of thing was called "Service Evaluation", a confession of guilt, a thing expressing submission and no longer quibbling. Once written, however they want to manipulate you, that's how they manipulate you...

His situation, in just a few short minutes, fell to be no different from Section Chief Hui's.

Perhaps, he could just turn and leave; Chen Yi definitely wouldn't stop him. Yu Congying could also insist on not writing; Chen Yi wouldn't force him to write either.

But Section Chief Hui had already started writing. Having been in the same Appraisal Office for nearly 10 years, who doesn't know whose secrets. What makes Yu Congying most fearful is the danger hidden behind "Service Evaluation" or "self-criticism".

Four gray walls were already swaying before his eyes.

The Chen Family is a family that can wield the state's public instruments. If they launch a major inquisition, build a big prison, he would rather resign and go home to be a leisurely gentleman.

Yu Congying raised his head slightly, saw Chen Yi's resolute profile — one's own territory being gnawed by pests, no one would be happy about it.

"I'll write." Yu Congying fiercely snatched the paper, writing even faster than Hui Xinming. Of course, he might still evade and gloss over, avoid the important and dwell on the trivial, but Chen Yi doesn't care.

After a while, Kong Qian, Deputy Chief of the Jiangning City Public Security Corps, brought people into the Geological University's Jewelry Building.

On the way, Kong Qian learned some of the situation; seeing Chen Yi, he said quietly: "Mr. Chen, I've arranged people everywhere, guarantee not even a mosquito can fly out. However..."

"Hm?"

"Our Public Security Corps isn't very suitable to handle this kind of matter."

"You bring people, just listen to my orders."

"Yes." Kong Qian snapped to attention; a self-made military man from halfway through life, he loved saluting even more than career soldiers.

Prostrate on the tea table, without even a small stool, Director Yu forced his head down low, both worried about being recognized and truly not wanting to raise his head.

Heaven wants rain, mother wants to marry; whoever has the bigger head goes and bears it.

Uniformed police took over all channels of the Appraisal Office, causing bursts of panic among the staff inside. Those Section Chiefs with guilty consciences hid in their offices and didn't dare come out, only sending subordinates out to inquire.

Kong Qian immediately stepped forward to halt them; today's matter is not small, he stood beside Chen Yi and actually felt a chill, too abnormal.

Perhaps seeing those flowered police ranks, the inside gradually quieted down, leaving only the rustling sound of writing.

Lu Fan looked at Director Yu's forehead knocked red, felt a pang of unbearable sympathy, yet couldn't help gloating: "This guy's head is going to be swollen for some days."

"Deserved." Chen Yi sneered: "Unwritten rules are more hateful than corruption."

"Mr. Chen." Kong Qian leaned to Chen Yi's ear: "All controlled, should we notify the Discipline Inspection Commission people?"

"Let them write self-criticisms; those who don't write, screen them all out."

"Good." Kong Qian also gritted his teeth. He didn't even know if he had this authority. Having been a public order cop for so many years, he'd arrested plenty of prostitutes and johns, arrested plenty of officials who solicited prostitutes, but never arrested civil servants who were dressed neatly and hadn't had time to find women.

Another bout of chaos, but proceeding easier than expected.

Except for a few "petty officials", the rest of the Appraisal Office are all public institution establishment; the force for making trouble obviously weakened. In addition, Director Yu also played an exemplary role — a figure like a wild emperor reduced to such a pitiable state, they naturally quieted down.

Chen Yi sat with legs crossed in the reception room, in the posture of a commoner with no official rank, examining the petty officials' self-criticisms.

When everyone had written more or less, he directed Lu Fan: "You go photocopy all the self-criticisms, then shuffle and distribute them to everyone."

Everyone who heard it squirmed uneasily.

Section Chief Hui thought: This is going to screw everyone over to death, is he still pulling that Red Guard routine?

Talk is talk, dissatisfaction is dissatisfaction, but the effect was extremely outstanding.

When several of the gentlemen saw their own names appear on a certain self-criticism, the impulse for retaliation arose spontaneously...

The false ones wanted to make trouble, the genuine ones wanted to make trouble even more.

The police were right beside them, black and white on paper was no joke.

"He Yingxiong, you're not benevolent so I won't be righteous."

"We're all wretched people! Too much, back then it was the two of us who did it together."

"Why make things hard for a fellow woman..."

As they spoke, everyone's self-criticisms just grew thicker and thicker.

Kong Qian saw it all, anxious at heart, even more unable to fathom what this master wanted to do. Writing like this, purging this batch of petty officials before his eyes was no problem, but making a big case of it wouldn't be easy; looked at from another direction, though, the affair could easily blow up.

Could it be the Jiangning Appraisal Institute is just a den of thieves? One pot stewed the lot?

There's no such logic.

Still, this move was played truly beautifully!

Although notifying the Discipline Inspection Commission could likewise take down this institute, how much energy would that consume? The Chen Family's power was sufficient, but what did the Party Secretary and Mayor think? Subsequent interrogations, trials, countless troubles awaited... yet with a slight shift in approach, just using the Discipline Inspection sword hanging over these people's heads, mutual exposure, on-the-spot reporting, the case needn't be big, just enough to convict, how much worry saved.

Chen Yi still drank his tea composedly, already on his second cup. Kong Qian took one look, forget it, I'm the emperor not anxious but the eunuch anxious, let him handle it however he wants.

Time passed, the sky gradually darkened, and the people inside the institute gradually grew restless.

Kong Qian was best at controlling the situation, he immediately came to find Chen Yi and urged: "Mr. Chen, we shouldn't let this drag overnight."

"This is where you show your ability." Chen Yi laughed, patting the stunned Kong Qian, and revealed a little: "I'm waiting for people to come plead. If it doesn't go overnight they won't dare plead; drag it overnight and they'll get anxious."

"And then?" Kong Qian completely didn't understand; in his eyes Chen Yi was still the Chen Family Second Young Master, neither an official nor someone in charge of Jiangning.

But Chen Yi just smiled faintly and said: "Cleaning house."

He kept one more sentence hidden: "Showing muscle."

However Kong Qian pondered, he couldn't figure out when the Chen Family's household came to include the Appraisal Institute. Or were there Chen Family scions among the bigwigs present?

Amid ten thousand expectant gazes and infinite doubts, Chen Yi left the Appraisal Institute.

The crowd instantly clamored, but was forcefully suppressed by Kong Qian. Every time he went to nightclubs and such places to arrest people, he'd encounter all sorts of men and women trying to escape; if he didn't have some methods he wouldn't have lasted in this line.

By the time Chen Yi reached home, Chen Congyu and Fang Manyi were already waiting inside. Even Uncle and Big Uncle were sitting in the living room.

"We've come to hide from debts." Fang Zhennan smiled with a bitter look.

The so-called pull up the radish and bring out the mud, the Appraisal Institute these years truly made no small money; just the jewelry store on Pedestrian Street alone, its legitimate annual expenditure ran into tens or hundreds of thousands, just to obtain enough appraisal certificates, accumulating grain by grain, legitimate channel income alone was enough to let them weave a bottom-layer social network.

If Fang Zhennan advanced another level or two, perhaps he could still hold them off, but from Bureau Chief of the Xingju Bureau Bureau Bureau to Deputy Mayor wasn't all that long ago; old connections came knocking, and he had no choice but to hide.

Chen Yi instead wore a cold face, smiling a not-quite-smile: "Big Uncle, if I were determined to go after them, what would you say?"

The Chen Family members who were still preparing to say something all fell quiet.

Suddenly, Fang Zhennan discovered, apart from age, the decisions Chen Yi wanted to make were truly impossible to refuse.

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