Zhang Chengye and his son are finished, completely finished. The son-in-law he thought was the best son-in-law is facing jail. The originally glorious and wealthy Zhang family has disappeared. You can imagine the depression in Cao Dapeng's heart.
He never expected that Peng Yuanzheng and his son would become a nightmare for Zhang Chengye and his son. The sudden car accident that happened at the gate of Xin'an Machinery Factory a few days ago turned into the beginning of a nightmare for an official family.
He is also a deputy department-level cadre and is considered a prominent figure in Xin'an City. After careful inquiry, he learned that the Municipal Party Committee convened an emergency standing committee specifically for the case of Peng Yuanzheng's mother, and the Municipal Bureau also set up a special task force to investigate and deal with the case.
The efficiency was extremely high, and I was so surprised that I could hardly open my mouth from ear to ear.
He knew very well who the Peng family were. Peng Yuqiang and Meng Lin were both employees of the Xin'an Machinery Factory. As secretary of the party committee of the main factory, he knew very well that Peng Yuanzheng, mother and son, were helpless and were the lowest among the lowest -
But how could Zhang Chengye and his son be brought down by a grassroots person?
After thinking about it, there are probably only two reasons to explain it: good luck.
Is it really good luck?
Or maybe Zhang Chengye offended his superiors and was taken down by the superiors. Cao Dapeng thought this way again.
Cao Dapeng stared at the newspaper on his desk, which was publishing the news about Zhang Chengye's investigation. He raised his eyebrows, and suddenly heard someone knocking on the door, and said in a deep voice, "Come in!"
As soon as the door opened, Peng Yuanzheng walked in.
When Cao Dapeng saw it was Peng Yuanzheng, he frowned and his face darkened. He thought that Peng Yuanzheng, who had sued Zhang Chengye and his son, came to the factory to make trouble with him about Meng Lin's work.
"What are you doing here again? Didn't I tell you that the list of laid-off workers this time is the result of collective decision-making at the factory party committee. Who should be laid off and who should not be laid off, who is on duty and who is not on duty, are all based on work needs!
Your mother's matter has been decided. When she is discharged from the hospital, she can return to the factory to complete the procedures and receive compensation."
Cao Dapeng said in a deep voice.
Peng Yuanzheng took a deep breath and strode over.
Walking to Cao Dapeng's desk, he put the transfer order in his hand on Cao Dapeng's desk and said calmly, "Secretary Cao, my mother has been transferred to the Cultural Bureau. This is the transfer order. I'm here to handle the procedures for my mother today.
, the person from your organization’s Human Resources Department said they need your signature before they can do it.”
"Please sign, and you can rest assured that we will never cause trouble to Secretary Cao again. From now on, bridges will return to bridges, roads will return, and we will not involve each other. Whoever the machinery factory is willing to lay off can be laid off.
It has nothing to do with us anymore.”
"Of course, I have said before that the machinery factory will reimburse my mother's medical expenses. When my mother had an accident, she was still an employee of the factory, and the car accident happened while she was off work, so it should be counted as a work-related injury.
.I will take the time to send the receipt to Secretary Cao in a few days."
Peng Yuanzheng's voice was solemn and firm, cold and sarcastic.
But at this moment, Cao Dapeng's mind was entirely elsewhere, and he didn't hear what Peng Yuanzheng said next.
Cultural Bureau? Cao Dapeng had a sudden thought. He lowered his head to look at the transfer order and saw that it was written in black and white and stamped with the bright red seal of the Party Committee of the Cultural Bureau. There was no mistake.
It is not impossible for a state-owned enterprise to be transferred to a financial institution under the Government Serialization Bureau, but it can only be accomplished by people with relatively strong connections. Moreover, it is even more difficult for Meng Lin to be transferred at an age when he is about to retire.
It's easier.
Cao Dapeng couldn't believe his eyes.
Meng Lin had just been laid off from his job, and before the formalities were completed, he was suddenly transferred to the Cultural Bureau... What does this mean?
Cao Dapeng suddenly remembered the words Peng Yuanzheng left at his home that day, "Okay, I remember what Secretary Cao said. Please rest assured, Secretary Cao, I will definitely seek justice."
When Cao Dapeng thought of this, his expression suddenly changed. He raised his head and looked at Peng Yuanzheng, his eyes flickering slightly.
"Secretary Cao, please sign." Peng Yuanzheng stood there with a calm expression.
Cao Dapeng hesitated for a moment, then picked up a pen and signed the transfer order "Agree, Cao Dapeng" and then handed it to Peng Yuanzheng.
"For Cao Ying's sake, let this be done. My mother's transfer is just to give you, Secretary Cao, a step down. I hope that Secretary Cao will leave more escape routes for himself in the future, and don't do everything.
Absolutely." Peng Yuanzheng sneered and finished his sentence, took the order and turned around to leave.
Before Cao Dapeng could react, he had already left Cao Dapeng's office and strode towards the Organization and Personnel Department of the Machinery Factory.
A flash of anger flashed across Cao Dapeng's face. He stood up suddenly and walked around the office, but his expression gradually calmed down. After pondering for a moment, he returned to his desk and picked up the phone and dialed Director Li of the Cultural Affairs Bureau.
"Old Li, I am Lao Cao of Xin'an Machinery Factory."
"Oh? Secretary Cao, why do you have time to call me today?" Director Li's slow voice came from the other end of the phone. Although Cao Dapeng is at the deputy department level, one level higher than Director Li, he is an enterprise after all.
They are incomparable to deputy prefecture-level leading cadres with real administrative rank.
Cao Dapeng smiled slightly, "Let me ask you something. We have a female employee here who has been transferred to your Cultural Bureau? Do you know about this?"
"Haha, I know, it's called Meng Lin. I did it myself, how could I not know it." Director Li burst out laughing, "Secretary Cao, your machinery factory should be grateful to us for accepting one of your employees and giving it to us.
Your factory has solved the burden, you have to treat me to dinner another day!"
Cao Dapeng's voice condensed, "Your relationship?"
Director Li stopped laughing and spoke to him meaningfully, "I, Mr. Li, have never arranged for my relatives and friends in the Cultural Bureau. Moreover, our staffing is also very tight, and the children of some veteran cadres in the bureau have to wait in line if they want to join.
However, for this Comrade Meng Lin, I have to arrange it - just think of our local government as relieving your large enterprises from worries!"
"Okay, Secretary Cao, I still have a meeting. How about we talk some other time?"
Director Li said haha and hung up on Cao Dapeng.
After putting down the phone, Cao Dapeng fell into deep thought for a long time.
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Peng Yuanzheng transferred his mother Meng Lin's personnel files and labor relations that were taken out from the machinery factory to the Cultural Bureau, completed all the entry procedures, and received Director Li's instructions to help his mother Meng Lin take a three-month leave.
, and then returned to the hospital.
On the way back to the hospital, Peng Yuanzheng received a page from Feng Qianru. After answering the call, she learned that brothers Feng Botao and Feng Bolin had arrived. She and her mother Song Yuzhen had completed the discharge procedures for Meng Lin and returned to Peng's house.
.
Peng Yuanzheng could only circle back to the living area of the machinery factory.
Downstairs of his home, he saw three cars. A black Toyota, presumably Feng Botao's car, and two military green military 213 off-road vehicles, probably brought by Feng Bolin.
There were three soldiers standing in front of the car, one was a captain and two were soldiers with the rank of corporal. The three were smoking together. Peng Yuanzheng glanced at the three and guessed that these were probably the service personnel of his third uncle Feng Bolin.
Peng Yuanzheng went upstairs with light steps, opened the door, and pushed in.
Uncle Feng Botao and third uncle Feng Bolin were sitting on the creaking old-fashioned sofa of the Peng family, one on the left and the other on the right. Feng Qianru and Song Yuzhen were sitting on the side with two stools. As for their mother, Meng Lin, she was half-lying on the bed in the bedroom.
The floor of the living room was piled with large and small packages of nutritional supplements, which should be gifts brought by Feng Botao and Feng Bolin.
Hearing his son come in, Meng Lin quickly greeted with a smile, "Yuanzheng, make your uncle and third uncle a cup of tea!"
Peng Yuanzheng responded, and then greeted Feng Botao and Feng Bolin, "Uncle, third uncle!"
Feng Botao sighed lightly and nodded. Feng Bolin also looked at Peng Yuanzheng with a complicated expression and nodded silently.
Peng Yuanzheng ran to find tea and water cups. Song Yuzhen stood up and said with a smile, "Yuanzheng, you talk to your uncle and third uncle, I'll do it!"
"Yeah." Peng Yuanzheng sat on Song Yuzhen's bench, but for a moment he didn't know what to say.
The faces of the two elders, Feng Botao and Feng Bolin, were a little complicated and gloomy. Although they had been mentally prepared for the Peng family's situation, when they arrived at the Peng family, they found that the life of the two women was more miserable than they imagined.
After all, they are connected by blood, so the two brothers felt quite uncomfortable seeing their biological brother's wife and children in such a plight.
Especially Feng Bolin, the vague rejection of Peng Yuanzheng in his heart dissipated a little because of this.
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