Chapter 233
He placed the verdict on the table for Han Qingsong to sign as Huang Weizhong made so tea and served it.
Han Qingsong looked at it and it was not written in a succinct manner. As the docunts used quite a lot of difficult vocabulary, he knew at a glance that it was a scholar’s trick.
He frowned slightly and said lightly, “It’s too complicated; just keep it simple and direct.”
Sun Zhuowen’s eyes beca more and more contemptuous. He felt that Han Qingsong had never been to school, had no education and was not very literate.
Han Qingsong glanced at the tea again, “Is this the welfare of the Public Security Bureau?”
At this ti, tea was a high-end product and ordinary mbers could not drink it, so normal cadres would buy so tea foam if they wanted to drink it.
Upon looking at this cup of tea, he could tell that the quality was not bad.
Sun Zhuowen made no secret of his arrogance, “Director Han, this is the welfare offered to the Director— it’s a custom.”
What a douchebag, I guess he has never tasted tea in his life.
Han Qingsong frowned, “No need for that.”
He knew that they were a departnt that was considered rather irrelevant and might be removed at any ti; yet, they were still making so many sses. No wonder people said that so of the cadres were very corrupt, which was why the rural areas should launch a cleansing campaign to check the accounts. There, they should let the Commune mbers report the cases to the Commune and Brigade under the cri of corruption.
Huang Weizhong felt that this sowhat uneducated and muddy-legged(2) Director was not easy to fool as he signalled for Sun Zhuowen to be more restrained.
(T/N: It refers to soone who perhaps knows a bit about a particular topic, but would use that small knowledge to overrule soone who is a professional. For example, so patients claim that the internet is more reliable than consulting an actual doctor)
Sun Zhuowen wasn’t afraid. There were people he knew that ranked above him, not to ntion the subordinates of Liushui’s director Tie Da, the Public Security Bureau and the Militia company— they were the ones who had the final say.
Director? Haha, it’s just a decoration. My words are the ones that count.
Han Qingsong asked about the customary punishnt for such thieves.
Sun Zhuowen recited, “Criticism, paraded in the streets, sentenced to a few years of prison and/or sent to a labour camp.”
Han Qingsong saw that Zhao Jianshe’s na was not on it as there were only three. He pointed, “What’s going on?”
Sun Zhuowen imdiately put on the look of a wolf being caught trying to be a sheep. If there weren’t the nas Zhao Jianshe and Han Qinghua on it, the aning would be as clear as day, “Director Han, the county…you understand, right?”
Han Qingsong glanced at him and raised his eyebrows, “What is it? I don’t understand.”
Sun Zhuowen was caught in a bit of an awkward situation as he resented the man in his heart. He silently cursed him as being an idiot that didn’t know how to read the room as he couldn’t believe that he was trying to flaunt his authority.
Huang Weizhong imdiately said, “Director Han, the county gave us their greetings.”
Han Qingsong, “Is Zhao Jianshe perhaps acquitted?”
Huang Weizhong said with a smile, “That’s not true. Since Director Han was the one who personally caught him in the act, he would definitely not be cri-free.”
However, Sun Zhuowen couldn’t get used to Han Qingsong’s muddy legs. It was true for him that Han Qingsong didn’t look like a Crown Prince even if he was dressed in the Emperor’s robe(3). What were the benefits of continuously pushing Zhao Jianshe into a corner like that?
(T/N: aning that so people, even after being given a title or a certain authority, still do not stand out. It can also an that a role does not suit a certain individual.)
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