I Am the President of the University

Gaoguanyan City, Handong.

Office of the local education department leader.

"Okay, Secretary-General Huang, don't worry. Our Education Bureau will definitely attach great importance to this matter. I will arrange someone to handle it immediately."

"Yes, I understand this, and I will implement it as quickly as possible!"

"You're serious, don't worry."

After hanging up the phone, Zeng Haijun thought about the content of the call and felt very strange.

"This is nothing. A family investigation has alarmed the mayor."

The secretary-general of the municipal government office who called conveyed some instructions from the mayor. As the person in charge of the local education department, he could not escape from this matter and had to do his best to implement it. If he did not do it well, he would lose impression points.

Without thinking much, Zeng Haijun picked up the phone on the table and called a young man.

"Xiao Guo, put down what you are doing for the past two days, resolve this matter as soon as possible, and check in with the comrades from Guanghua University and the Civil Affairs Bureau."

"If you encounter any difficulties, please contact me directly. Don't waste too much time in unnecessary places."

"Okay, Director."

After a few words of warning, Zeng Haijun breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the other party leaving the office.

This young man has been in the Education Bureau office for two years. He is quite smart and capable. He is a capable subordinate who can be hired here.

Guo Wenjun, who returned to his workstation, still felt a little outrageous.

The task the director had just given him was to contact Guanghua University and conduct an investigation with comrades from the Civil Affairs Bureau into the family financial situation of "Chen Shupeng," a student of Guanghua University.

However, he didn't know the specific details yet and had to wait for Guanghua University to contact him.

Seeing Guo Wenjun come back, two colleagues of similar age in the office seemed to ask a few questions in concern. Guo Wenjun responded with a smile. Anyway, he did not reveal the specific things the director asked him to do.

It has been more than two years since he entered the system, and his biggest improvement has been in his behavior as a person.

Some things can be said, some things cannot be said, some things should be said according to occasions, and some things should be said according to people.

About a quarter of an hour later, the phone vibrated, and the call came from Ludao, Hu Province.

Guo Wenjun was not suspicious and connected directly. Sure enough, he was a staff member of Guanghua University.

During the phone call, the other party explained the matter very clearly. Guo Wenjun "understood" and fell into silence after hanging up the phone.

Anyone who has gone to college knows about the fact that non-poor students defraud poor students into receiving subsidies and motivational scholarships.

But few people report it. After all, if you report it, it will just cancel the scholarship, and the punishment will not be too severe.

And offend people.

For example, monitors and league secretaries of many schools are basically on the list.

And are they poor?

Not necessarily, it’s just that they have a good relationship with their counselors and teachers.

Simply put, this kind of procedure is a poverty certificate, which can be issued by village committees and neighborhood committees. It is a complete process at the town government and sub-district office levels.

Guo Wenjun has never heard of any domestic university conducting strict investigations in this area. It is really a thankless task.

I won’t go into details about the trouble of forensic investigation. What’s important is the processing results. It would be meaningless if we did not deal with it strictly, but if we deal with it strictly, we would be afraid of being affected by public opinion.

Very tricky. \\b

Just after the communication, the phone rang again. The caller was from the civil affairs department.

"Okay, I'll be there soon."

Then, after Guo Wenjun briefly explained to his immediate superiors, he took a taxi and went straight to the local Civil Affairs Bureau.

The person who contacted him at the Civil Affairs Bureau was named Lin Ze, who was also a junior clerk who needed to go through qualifications.

Lin Ze typed on the keyboard and moved the mouse to a certain position on the screen.

"I checked the data on the Handong Province Residential Family Economic Situation Checking System. The total annual family income of Chen Yumin's family is 80,000 yuan.\\b\\u001c"

"80,000 yuan?" Guo Wenjun smiled. Changyan City is a city in the northern part of Handong Province. Although the economy is far inferior to that of the south, it is still much higher than that of the central and western regions. If the couple is in good health, it is impossible to have only 80,000 yuan. Annual total income of RMB 10,000.

That's normal. After all, the accuracy of income surveys in resident surveys is about as accurate as weather forecasts.

It can be accurate, or it can be ridiculously inaccurate.

"Can you find out the occupations of Chen Yumin and his wife?" Guo Wenjun asked again.

"Yes, I have contacted the Human Resources and Social Security Bureau before you came. This is the social security situation of the two of them. I will print it out for you to see." Lin Ze said and started printing, and soon the two personal insurance details were displayed. above.

[Chen Yumin, insured unit: Changyan Jintai Toyota Automobile Sales and Service Co., Ltd. 】

[Lin Baoyan, insured unit: Changyan Neptune Xingchen Health Pharmacy Chain Co., Ltd. 】

Looking at the two watches in his hand, Guo Wenjun shook his head and said: "A 4S store and a drugstore. How can the combined annual income of these two people only be 80,000 yuan? Moreover, the total annual household income of 80,000 yuan does not meet the poverty standards." "

Lin Ze added silently, "This student's parents' occupation is farming, which is also false information."

"Next, we will contact the tax bureau and apply to investigate the tax records of Chen Yumin and Lin Baoyan to confirm their income."

Guo Wenjun put away the form, looked at Lin Ze and discussed, "Should we go to Donghu Street to apply?"

"Go." Lin Ze agreed directly without hesitation.

In fact, in China, as long as the authorities want to investigate a person's information, even vague income, it is easy. Only investigating units within the same system is troublesome.

This time, the sudden and difficult task for Lin Ze and Guo Wenjun was not to investigate the situation of Chen Shupeng's family, but the neighborhood office.

The poverty certificate needs to be certified by the community neighborhood committee or village committee, and then reported to the sub-district office for approval. It will be valid only after approval.

Chen Shupeng's situation obviously did not meet the conditions for issuance of a poverty certificate, but he was eventually approved.

In the final analysis, the subdistrict office level is just a process, and the problem lies with the neighborhood committee.

Fortunately, this time the instructions were issued by the city government, and with strong backers, there was no need to worry about encountering obstacles.

Guo Wenjun and his wife went to Donghu Street and Liming Community, where Chen Yumin lived, and then visited their insured workplaces. It was already dark after the investigation, and they returned to their original units with the investigation materials to report to their leaders. Condition.

Zeng Haijun flipped through a dozen sheets of materials printed on A4 paper, smiled and praised the capable subordinate in front of him: "I can rest assured that Xiao Guo is doing things, this material is very complete."

"Director, what should we do next?" Guo Wenjun asked.

"Compile these materials and hand them over to Guanghua University." Zeng Haijun paused for a moment and glanced at Guo Wenjun. He had no idea what the other person was thinking.

He smiled helplessly, shook his head and said, "Don't worry, the Donghu Street Office will have comrades from the Discipline Inspection Commission intervene later."

Guo Wenjun smiled and said, "Director, if that's okay, I'll get off work."

"Go, it's been a busy day, go back and have a good rest."

Zeng Haijun watched Guo Wenjun leave and sighed slightly.

"Young people are innocent."

This matter is not that simple. If the city government hadn't taken it seriously, the Donghu Subdistrict Office would probably have left it alone.

Moreover, this investigation involved the Civil Affairs Bureau, Taxation Bureau, Human Resources and Social Security Bureau, and Sub-district Office, and it was coordinated by multiple units. Without a word of greeting from above, the entire process would have taken a conservative estimate of a week.

Fortunately, the results came out and it only took one day.

Zeng Haijun drank a few sips of tea, moistened his throat, and picked up the phone to call the person who called him in the morning.

…

That night.

Guanghua University Express Street, SF Express Point.

“What’s the pickup code?”

"2-3-8427."

"Consignee's name?\\u001d"

"Chen Dashuai is better than..."

The guy wearing the SF Express uniform couldn't help but glance at the boy's appearance, and then silently handed the carton to him.

Chen Shupeng was very pleased to receive the express delivery. He wanted to open it immediately, but gave up after thinking about it.

"I'll take it apart when I get back to the dormitory and make them jealous to death."

Chen Shupeng chuckled. This was of course the Huaxing mate55pro mobile phone that he had snapped up. Being called for an appointment yesterday made him depressed for a whole day. Fortunately, the mobile phone arrived today.

Thinking of the Huaxing mobile phone in his hand, Chen Shupeng's walking steps became much lighter.

But an accident still happened. Just as he walked downstairs of Tianxiang Academy, his cell phone rang suddenly.

"Why did dad call you?" Chen Shupeng muttered.

As soon as the call was connected, the voice next to his ear made his pupils shrink, and his whole body felt like he was struck by five thunders.

"Xiaopeng, something serious has happened. The city is investigating the procedures for your poverty certificate!"

ps: There is a high probability that there will not be a second chapter today, otherwise I will have to stay up late again. Sorry, my life is at stake.