The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

Li Xuewu, who came to the Transportation Department with security personnel, checked his gun license.

This time it can be said to be a surprise attack. They just brought people here without any prior notice.

Come on, it's quite a coincidence that when I passed by the door, I heard some shouting and yelling inside. Jia Haijie's rough voice is very recognizable.

Before, when he was on duty at the gate, the two of them would occasionally interact with each other when vehicles came in and out, even until they went to the hazardous materials warehouse, but he could still distinguish Xiao Jia's voice.

Through the crack in the door, you can see a few wisps of turbid smoke floating out, mixed with the pungent smell of sweat and cheap tobacco.

As soon as the door opened, by chance, I saw Jia Haijie mumbling something and putting the money into his pocket again.

Now it's settled. Jia Haijie was Secretary Li's former squad leader. He was unruly and had a bad temper. He played cards during working hours and even gambled for money. This had to be taken to a serious level.

Li Xuewu, who was blocking the door, glanced indifferently into the lounge.

Two shabby wooden tables were put together, with a pack of opened, low-quality cigarettes scattered on them. The cigarette butts in the ashtray next to it were almost overflowing, but no one was there to empty it.

Several large enamel teacups nearby were filled with tea that had already cooled, with a few tea leaves floating on the water.

Jia Haijie didn't know why the people from the Security Department came to the Transportation Department, and his eyes casually swept across the scattered playing cards on the table.

He scratched his head subconsciously, with an ominous premonition in his heart. The cards on the table seemed to be silently telling the ridiculous things they did during working hours. He winked at the other veteran driver, signaling him to quickly put away the cards on the table.

However, it was too late.

Li Xuewu, with a sullen face, pushed the door open. He was wearing a neat military uniform. The red collar badge and red cap badge on his chest were particularly eye-catching in the dim lounge. The leather belt around his waist was tied tightly, and his style was very rigorous.

His eyes were as sharp as a hawk, scanning everyone in the room and finally landing on the poker cards on the table.

"Don't move. It's work time. Are you playing cards?"

Li Xuewu's voice was low and stern, with no room for doubt. He glanced at Gangzi, and Gangzi's legs immediately became weak.

"No, what's wrong with playing cards? We're back from work, so let's take a break and relax. What's going on? Are you guys in the security department being too nosy?"

Jia Haijie was not afraid at all. He tilted his head and looked at Li Xuewu with disdain in his eyes.

He stood up, his tall body almost touched Li Xuewu's nose, and he exuded a scent mixed with sweat and cigarettes.

Today he was wearing a pair of washed-out blue work clothes with the collar open, revealing his bronze chest. The muscular lines on his arms were clearly visible, showing the strong physique that had been developed from years of driving trucks.

It is this physique that allows him to face many difficulties calmly. Even someone like He Yuzhu can be knocked down by one punch from him.

Li Xuewu ignored Jia Haijie's provocation and grabbed Gangzi's shoulder as he tried to bend down and get out of the door.

“How much money did you lose?”

"Four dollars and fifty cents!"

His hands grasped Gangzi tightly like an iron clamp. Gangzi was so scared that his face turned pale and he stammered, then looked at Jia Haijie nervously.

"What four dollars and fifty cents? I only won one dollar from you!"

Jia Haijie looked indignant and glared at the cowardly Gangzi fiercely.

Then, he waved his hand, knocked away Li Xuewu's arm that was grabbing Gangzi's shoulder, and was about to go out through the door.

In his opinion, it was just a game of cards for fun, and the security department was really making a fuss out of nothing.

"Gathering to gamble during working hours, the three of you come back with us and accept punishment~!"

Li Xuewu rubbed his wrist. Jia Haijie was indeed very strong, but there was no fear on his face.

He saluted Jia Haijie, then raised his right hand and waved two fingers back and forth. Immediately, several security guards following him took out the handcuffs they carried with them.

"No, what are you doing? We are back from work, it's time to rest~!"

Seeing that the security department really took out handcuffs, Jia Haijie was stunned for a moment, and the anger in his heart burst out from his chest. He, Jia Haijie, had never been handcuffed in his life.

If he was taken out of the transport department in handcuffs, his father, Lao Jia, would get the news and banish him from the factory to the Red Star Community. "Jia Haijie, the lunch break is after 12 o'clock, until 2 o'clock. Look at what time it is now, it's work time~!"

Li Xuewu's tone became increasingly cold. He pointed at the alarm clock on the windowsill, and then at the trouser pocket where Jia Haijie had put the money.

"If you play cards during your break, I won't bother you. But if you play cards during work hours and bring money with you, then you are gambling. If you are caught in the act, I will say you are gambling. Is that a problem?"

Not only did Li Xuewu witness it with his own eyes, but the security personnel outside the door also witnessed the scene with their own eyes. Jia Haijie's face turned red, and he tried to find excuses to cover it up, but there was no way.

"You guys are really nosy. How can a few cents be considered gambling? We can't even play for fun~?"

"Click~!"

"No~?"

Faced with Jia Haijie pointing at his nose, Li Xuewu was too lazy to pay attention to him and simply handcuffed him when he was caught off guard.

Li Xuewu was so disrespectful and tortured Jia Haijie without any hesitation, which made Jia Haijie lose face. Everyone knew that it was he who brought Secretary Li out of the factory and that his father was Jia Shanhe. In the past, everyone in the security department gave him some face.

But Li Xuewu refused to give it to him. He pulled the handcuffs in the middle and pulled Jia Haijie out like a cow.

"Untie me, Li Daba, you dare to torture me, I will never let you go~!"

Jia Haijie struggled desperately and roared loudly, but his voice seemed so weak in the empty lounge. The security personnel held one of his arms and controlled him, so they could only rage helplessly.

Gangzi and the third squad leader stood dejectedly on the side, with regret written all over their faces. They did not try to struggle like Jia Haijie did, but walked out of the house obediently, just like the small boss who came out of a private room during a police inspection, except that he was almost covering his face.

The noise downstairs was also heard by the people in the upstairs office. They ran down from upstairs to watch the fun. They just happened to see the shouting Xiao Jia being brought out by the security department with his head pressed down. He was still handcuffed on his hands, but he looked submissive and was struggling.

"What's going on? What's going on? Deputy Section Chief Li, is there any misunderstanding?"

When Cui Jian saw this scene, his eyes almost popped out of his head. He quickly took out a cigarette from his pocket, walked over, and acted like a peacemaker, trying to calm things down.

"Gambling during working hours, take them back for questioning~!"

Li Xuewu pushed back the cigarette that was handed to him, pointed into the lounge, motioning Deputy Section Chief Cui to go in and take a look himself, then turned around and left indifferently.

The scorching sun was burning the earth mercilessly, and the air was filled with suffocating heat.

The concrete floor of the parking lot was scorching hot, emitting waves of heat.

Watching the security staff leaving, Deputy Section Chief Cui unbuttoned his collar and couldn't help frowning. He even felt that Li Xuewu's first of three major actions as a new official was against the Transportation Section.

There was a messy card table, an ashtray overflowing with ashes, and a lounge filled with the stench of sweat and cigarettes.

Cui Jian knew that truck drivers were pretty rough, but when he actually came in and saw this scene, he felt a little embarrassed.

The news that the Security Department had taken the three brothers away in public from the Transportation Department spread throughout the factory not long after.

Some people said that the security department was making a fuss out of nothing, some people felt that Li Xuewu was a little unkind. Jia Haijie was Secretary Li’s former squad leader, and his wife seemed to be in the same courtyard as Secretary Li.

However, the office building remained in a confusing silence.

Even though this close friend of Secretary Li was taken away by the Security Department, no one went to the Security Department to tell them to release him privately.

Even the maintenance department brought back news that the security department had reopened the confinement room, and the first person to try it was Secretary Li's best friend.

Just because he used foul language, refused to admit his mistakes, and refused to cooperate with the security department, he was put in solitary confinement.

Before leaving get off work, the corresponding processing results were posted on the bulletin board at the door and announced publicly. The processing speed was very fast.

Jia Haijie, the organizer of the gambling gathering of three people at work, had his monthly salary and bonus deducted and was put in solitary confinement for three days. The other two participants had half a month's salary deducted and were detained for two days. If they do it again, the punishment will be doubled, and if they do it for the third time, they will be expelled.

The whole factory was in an uproar. Such a handling result was extremely severe. The Security Department was really like eating gunpowder this time. They had no intention of handling it lightly and just giving a warning.

Jia Shanhe walked out of the crowd with his face covered. He did not try to find Li Feng to plead for mercy, nor did he complain to others that the punishment was too severe.

Instead, he ran back to the workshop with a red face and ears, and in a rage, he picked up the screwdriver that was stored at his workstation and went to the confinement room to stab that bastard to death... (End of this chapter)