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Chapter 99 Control and Extermination

Su Cheng asked Kang Mingdong to sit down, and then said: "I can't help this time, but you can pay attention to collecting evidence in the future, it is best to record the sound of the scene with a tape recorder, and take pictures of the damage at the scene with a camera. It can be used as evidence of a crime. On the one hand, it can also file for civil compensation, so that the oil rats can pay the oil field, and then force their family members to testify. 【_】”

"Civil compensation is good, but it's a little troublesome. However, the tape recorder is a bit difficult. If you take out such a big thing, as long as you are not a fool, who will say?" Kang Mingdong laughed twice.

"There are small ones." Su Cheng stretched out his hand to gesture, and said with a smile: "The ones that can be bought now are probably all Japanese products, and there should be some produced in Germany..."

"Imported tape recorders cost hundreds of dollars, right? There's also the consumption of blank tapes." Kang Mingdong went out with a sad face.

Sikong Jia was taking notes, and smiled at Su Cheng: "I heard that foreigners have a machine that saves hundreds of minutes of conversations at a time without using tapes, and can directly copy them to the computer. You can erase them if you want. It's very convenient. If we had, Director Kang wouldn't have to worry so much."

"It's a solid-state memory." Su Cheng thought to herself, she was probably talking about the predecessor of mp3.However, the price of this kind of thing, no matter how you think about it, there should be tens of thousands of blank tapes.

Sikong Jia said in surprise: "You really care about the electronics industry."

Su Cheng secretly said: They are all things I have used, don't you know.

While the two were talking, Kang Mingdong came back in a hurry.Still the same action, throwing the hat first, then drinking water from others, and finally said: "I asked the director in charge of finance, and he said no, I don't have the money. Damn Mahler, what kind of sensor made 100 million yuan?" , a few thousand dollars worth of tapes won’t work.”

The more Kang Mingdong talked, the more angry he became.

Several young people present also felt the same way.Someone directly said: "There should be another crackdown, this kind of oil rat, one less one will be shot."

Kang Mingdong patted the table and said, "You still need to be shot. Now it's not even enough for reeducation through labor. In a few days, the people who were imprisoned in front will come out. They must be even crazier. These people don't care about your pipes just to steal hundreds of dollars of oil." It's worth tens of thousands of dollars, not to mention delays in production..."

Hearing this, Su Cheng raised his head and said, "Department Kang, the finance department doesn't give money. I donate a batch of tape recorders, blank tapes and cameras to the Security Department. Do you dare to accept it?"

"Why don't you dare to accept it?" Kang Mingdong sat up, and said worriedly: "Director Su, we have four teams now, so we need four tape recorders."

"I'll have someone bring it to you." Su Cheng didn't say any more, and went out to make a phone call.The quickness of the action is surprising.

When Sikong Jiajiu was in school, he had never seen Su Cheng's style before. He was surprised, but also very curious.

Her fellow programmer, on the other hand, raised her face, disapproving of Sioux Cheng's show off, and wanted to scold him as an "upstart", but didn't dare - he was a cadre, and there was a security chief sitting next to him.

After a while, Director Yang came over in a jeep in the factory, pulling four tape recorders, four cameras and a box of blank tapes, and said, "Director Su, the machine was brought out from the warehouse, the tapes and The film is bought at the store. That's what the smallest tape recorder is."

Sioux City bought a batch of electronic products as a gift for the Chinese New Year. The best of them include Japan's Sanyo Pocket Recorder and the domestic Friendship Camera. The former costs more than 340 yuan, while the latter costs 1 yuan.The difference is that the tape recorder is a household appliance, and the camera is not.

The tape recorder made in Japan is the best one that can be bought in this period. It is only about the size of two palms. Kang Mingdong has never seen it before. He asked overjoyedly, "Is this for us?"

"That's right. Director Kang has a look at the terms inside." Director Yang suddenly took out a piece of paper and said, "The ownership of the four tape recorders and cameras belongs to Jinan Power Machine Factory, and we have the right to take them back. There are 100 blank tapes and film rolls. 50 pieces, all of which are numbered, and where they are used must be recorded, and cannot be given to private individuals.”

This is naturally Sioux City's request.Although it was purchased by Dahua Industry, Jinan Power Machine Factory is his wholly-owned company, so there will be no problem with public money, and the two will settle the bill at that time.

Kang Mingdong is not used to such terms, but since Director Yang made the request instead of Sioux City, it is not easy for him to bargain.

After signing, with the four pocket recorders in his hands, Kang Mingdong smiled again, and said to Su Cheng: "When I was in the army, why didn't I meet someone like Director Su, a model for supporting the army. "

"This is a good thing for everyone. The oil rat disrupts the economy of the oil field and affects us all." Su Cheng said this as the owner of the contracted oil field.Crude oil from private oil wells is often not sold at the market price, and a big reason is the stolen black oil.It is said to be stealing, but the amount is so large that it can fully satisfy the small oil refineries and chemical plants with many oil fields.The price of black oil is low, and the contracted oil wells cannot be sold at the regular price.

Kang Mingdong didn't know, so he hummed and hahahed twice, and hurriedly looked for the latch to try.

Su Cheng smiled lightly at Sikong Jia, and left early.

This night's oil rats can be said to be the most unlucky.

Members of the security department armed with "pocket" tape recorders and cameras, excited as if they had been injected with gasoline, jumped all over the world, and if they caught a gas bummer, they had to use the tape recorders.

Unorganized and exercised oil rats, how can they bear the happiness of so many people, most of them talk obediently.

When he was sent to the police station again, Kang Mingdong's voice was much tougher.

Almost all of the 17 oil geeks at sunset have entered the criminal detention process.If the evidence is sufficient, at least one or two years of forced labor.

Worst of all, they have to bear the accompanying civil compensation.

In the next two weeks, the oilfield experienced both pain and happiness.

Since there is less interference from oil rats, hundreds of oil wells do not need to stop production without failure, and the benefits of the oil production plant will inevitably increase.However, conflicts broke out in various places, and things like cutting wires and hindering construction happened from time to time, which made the upper management of the oil field exhausted.

These are not only family behaviors, but more of them are group revenge in the embryonic form of the underworld.

With the Spring Festival approaching, Lin Yonggui and the leaders of the Public Security Bureau were very nervous.

"Stability and peace" is a hard indicator, but with the fuss of the fuel rats now, it seems that the Spring Festival will not last.

Lin Yonggui couldn't tolerate his first battle being messed up. Seeing that the work of the security department was on the right track, he put enormous pressure on the Public Security Bureau.

He is also the leader of the Dong | City Government, Zhang Xiong, the director of the bureau, suddenly felt a lot of pressure!

He is suffering, and he also feels ashamed and shameless.

The oil field is bigger than Dongying City, full of weedy wasteland and crudely laid equipment oil pipelines.If you don't steal oil and only make trouble, there are too many ways.

Seeing the guards approaching, I couldn’t find them as soon as I lowered my body. When I found the right time, I cut open the oil suction pipe and turned around, or threw a handful of nails into the gear box of the oil well.He got no benefit, but the oil field lost a lot.

In this case, the temperature sensor is also difficult to play a role.By the time the monitoring station noticed the temperature change, the saboteurs had already run away—they didn't need to spend time loading crude oil.

In addition, the oil geeks also gradually figured out the secret of being caught, and began to target the secondary pipeline as the main target. Although the total amount did not increase much, the effect brought by the temperature sensor of the main pipeline, It's almost reached the limit.

When Su Cheng went to the monitoring room again, he saw Zhang Xiong complaining to Lin Yonggui: "The equipment in our Shengli Public Security Bureau is too poor. There are only 4 cars in total, and they can't run fast. As long as their motorcycles are started, we will catch them blind." In addition, the lack of police force is also a big problem. I mean, can the oil field allocate some, subsidize some, get us two off-road vehicles, and add a temporary worker. "

Lin Yonggui pondered for a long time before saying, "I can borrow your two cars temporarily and return them after the Spring Festival. The same is true for temporary workers. Here, I can only make up half a year's money at most."

"Secretary Lin, we can't recruit them, let's drive them away in half a year." Zhang Xiong was tall and thick, with a short neck, but he spoke in an orderly manner.

Lin Yonggui said in an official tone: "You should apply to your superiors again, the oil field is also in trouble."

After he finished speaking, he saw Su Cheng, quickly beckoned over, and said, "Su Cheng, come, let me introduce you. This is Zhang Xiong from Shengli Public Security Bureau, and this is Su Cheng from Dahua Industrial... "

Lin Yonggui already regarded Su Cheng as his direct descendant, so he would naturally introduce Wei Wei.

"In the oil field, Director Su's name is very famous." Zhang Xiong exchanged a few pleasantries in cooperation, and then asked for funds.

Lin Yonggui simply said: "If I make up the funds for you, will the environment of the oil field be improved?"

"It must be better." Zhang Xiong didn't dare to guarantee the ticket, and said in a low voice: "In the current situation, we need to make several major actions. As for the hundreds of people in our bureau, this is not easy. My thoughts, It is to ask the provincial government for support, let them make a plan, and take time to conduct a special investigation."

Lin Yonggui was noncommittal, and said, "How long will it take to run down this?"

"This...it's hard to say. It's best to mention it from the oil field. If someone from the Ministry of Petroleum or the Ministry of Public Security speaks, it will be faster of course." Zhang Xiong looked at Lin Yonggui expectantly.

"Let me call the Ministry." Lin Yonggui didn't mention the Ministry of Public Security.He has worked in the oil field all his life, and most of them are deputy positions. He doesn't know important figures in the Ministry of Public Security, so naturally he won't bring it up.

Zhang Xiong secretly sighed, if only the Ministry of Petroleum came to remind him, there must have been no news years ago.

At this moment, Su Cheng suddenly remembered the US dollars exchanged in Beijing, and took the initiative to say: "I know people from the Ministry of Public Security."