Chapter 99 Control and Severance

  Su Cheng let Kang Ming Dong sit down, then said: "This time I have no way, but in the future you can pay attention to collecting evidence, it's best to use a recorder to record the sound on the scene, and use a camera to take pictures of the losses on the scene. On the one hand, it can be used as evidence, on the other hand, it can also be used to file a civil compensation lawsuit, let the oil thief pay money to the oil field, and then force their family members to testify."

  "It's good that we can get compensation, but it's a bit of a hassle. However, the tape recorder is a bit tricky, isn't it? It's such a big thing to bring out, and unless someone is an idiot, who would say anything?" Kang Mingdong chuckled twice.

  "There are some small ones." Su Cheng stretched out his hand and drew a rough outline, smiling: "Now it's estimated that what can be bought is all Japanese goods, Germany should also have production..."

  "Imported tape recorders cost several hundred yuan, and there's also the consumption of blank tapes." Kang Mingdong left with a worried look on his face.

  Cai Kong Jia was making a record, and smiled at Su Cheng: "I've heard that foreigners have a kind of machine that doesn't use tapes, can store several hundred minutes of conversation at once, and can be directly copied to the computer. If you want to erase it, you can just erase it, very convenient. If we had one, Director Kang wouldn't have to worry so much."

  "It's a solid-state drive." Su Cheng thought to herself, what she was talking about was probably the precursor to MP3s. But the price of this thing, no matter how you think about it, should be worth tens of thousands of blank tapes.

  "Wow, you're really concerned about the electronics industry."

  Su Cheng said with a dark expression: "All of these are things I've used before, can't you tell?"

  Two men were talking, and Kang Mingdong came back again, dusty and tired. Still the same action, first throwing his hat, then picking up someone else's water to drink, finally saying: "I found the financial director, said no way, no money. Spent a million on some kind of sensor, can't even get a few thousand yuan worth of tape."

  Kang Mingdong said angrily.

  Several young people present also felt the same way. Someone directly said: "It's time to have another severe crackdown, this kind of fuel-guzzling son, executing one less is better."

  Kang Mingdong slammed his hand on the table and said, "It's not just a matter of being executed now, even labor reform is not enough. In a few more days, the people who were locked up in front will come out, and they will definitely be even more crazy. These people, for the sake of stealing a few hundred yuan worth of oil, don't care about your pipeline being worth tens of thousands of yuan, nor do they care about delaying production..."

  Upon hearing this, Su Cheng raised his head and said: "Kang Chu, if the finance department doesn't give us any money, I'll donate a batch of tape recorders, blank tapes, and cameras to the security department. Do you dare not accept them?"

  "How can you not dare to accept?" Kang Mingdong sat up and said with concern: "Director Su, we now have 4 teams, so we need 4 tape recorders."

  "I'll have someone send it over to you." Su Cheng didn't say anything else and went out the door to make a phone call. His swift action was surprising.

  Jiakong Jiajiu had never seen such a style in school before, and he was both astonished and extremely curious.

  Her programmer classmates pulled a long face, disapproving of Su Cheng's show-off, wanting to scold him as "nouveau riche", but didn't dare - after all, he was an official and the head of the security department was sitting next to him.

  Before long, Director Yang arrived in the factory's Jeep, towing four tape recorders, four cameras and a box of blank tapes. He said: "Director Su, the machines were taken out from the warehouse, the tapes and films were bought from the store. The smallest recorder is this kind."

  Su Cheng bought a batch of electronic products, preparing them as New Year's benefits. The best ones include the Japanese Sankei portable recorder and the domestic Youyi camera. The former costs over 340 yuan, while the latter costs 120 yuan. The difference is that the recorder belongs to household appliances, but the camera does not.

  The Japanese-made tape recorder was the best one that could be bought at that time, and it was only about two palm-sized. Kang Mingdong had never seen it before, and he asked with great joy: "Is this for us?"

  "That's right. Director Kang, take a look at the terms inside." Yang suddenly pulled out a piece of paper and said: "The ownership of the four tape recorders and cameras belongs to Jinan Power Machinery Factory, we have the right to retrieve them. There are 100 blank tapes and 50 rolls of film, all with serial numbers, which must be recorded where they were used, and cannot be given to individuals."

  This is naturally the requirement of Suzhou. Although it was purchased by Dahua Industry, Jinan Power Machinery Factory is his wholly-owned company, and there will be no problem with public funds. The two companies can settle accounts later.

  Kang Mingdong was not very used to such terms, but since it was Director Yang rather than Su Cheng who made the request, he also didn't dare to haggle.

  After signing, four pocket recorders were held in his hands, and Kang Mingdong's face showed a smile again. He said to Su Cheng: "When I was in the army, why didn't I meet someone like Director Su? A model of supporting the military!"

  "This is a good thing for everyone. The chaos in the oil field economy affects us all," Su Cheng said, speaking as the boss of a contracted oil field. Privately-owned oil wells often can't sell their crude at market price, and one major reason is the large amount of stolen black oil. It's called theft, but the quantity is so massive that it can fully meet the needs of small refineries and chemical plants in the oil fields. With low prices for black oil, contracted oil wells can't sell at a fair price.

  Kang Mingdong didn't understand what was going on, so he just hummed and hawed in response, then hastily went to find the plug to try it out.

  Su Cheng smiled lightly at Si Kong Jia and left ahead of time.

  This night's Oil Slick can be said to be the most unlucky.

  Members of the security team holding "pocket-sized" tape recorders and cameras, excited as if they had been injected with gasoline, jumping around all over the place, catching a oil thief, must use the recorder.

  The oil-consuming children who have not been tempered by organization can't bear the joy of so many people, and most of them speak obediently.

  When sending people to the police station again, Kang Mingdong's voice was much harder.

  On that day, 17 oil thieves were caught, almost all of whom entered the criminal detention procedure. With sufficient evidence, they would be sentenced to at least one or two years of reeducation through labor.

  The worst part is that they also have to bear the accompanying civil compensation.

  For the next two weeks, the oil field was in pain and joy.

  With the reduction of oil thief's interference, hundreds of oil wells do not need to be shut down due to non-fault conditions, and the benefits of the oil extraction plant are bound to increase. However, conflicts and contradictions in various places have erupted, such as cutting off power lines and obstructing construction, which occur from time to time, making the upper levels of the oil field exhausted from responding.

  These are both family actions and more gang revenge in embryonic form of underworld societies.

  The Spring Festival is approaching, and Lin Yonggui and the leaders of the Public Security Bureau are all very nervous.

  "Peace and stability" is a hard indicator, but with the oil price sons now making trouble, it seems that the Spring Festival can't be celebrated.

  Lin Yonggui could not tolerate his first battle being a mess, seeing the work of the Security Department entering the right track, he put tremendous pressure on the Public Security Bureau.

  He was still the leader of Dongying Municipal Government, and Director Zhang Xiong suddenly felt a huge pressure!

  He is too ashamed to speak, and feels humiliated, losing face and dignity.

  The oil field is even bigger than Dongying City, all overgrown with weeds and wild equipment pipes. If you don't steal oil, just make trouble, there are really too many ways to do it.

  When the guards came, he would lower his body and disappear. At an opportune moment, he would puncture the oil pipe and turn around to leave, or throw a handful of nails into the gear box of the oil well. He didn't get any benefits, but the loss to the oil field was huge.

  In this case, the temperature sensor is also difficult to play a role. By the time the monitoring platform discovers the temperature change, the vandal has already run away - they don't need to spend time loading crude oil.

  Apart from this, the oil thieves gradually figured out the secret of being caught and began to target secondary pipelines as their main goal. Although the total amount did not increase significantly, the effect brought by the temperature sensors on the main pipeline had almost reached its limit.

  When Su Cheng went to the monitoring room again, he saw Zhang Xiong complaining to Lin Yonggui: "Our Victory Public Security Bureau's equipment is too poor, with only 4 cars in total, and they can't even run fast. As soon as the other party's motorcycle starts, we're blind. Another big problem is the lack of police force. My idea is, can the oil field allocate some funds to subsidize us, so that we can get two off-road vehicles and add 20 temporary workers?"

  Lin Yonggui hesitated for a long time before saying, "I can temporarily lend you two cars, and return them after the Spring Festival. Temporary workers are also the same, here, I can only pay half a year's salary."

  "Secretary Lin, we can't just invite someone over and then drive them away after half a year." Zhang Xiong was rough and stout with an unusually short neck, but he still spoke reasonably.

  Lin Yonggui uttered an official tone: "You guys go apply to your superiors again, the oil field is also having difficulties."

  He finished speaking, then saw Su Cheng and hastily beckoned him over, saying: "Su Cheng, come here, let me introduce you. This is Zhang Xiong from the Shengli Public Security Bureau, this is Su Cheng from Dahua Industry..."

  Lin Yonggui has already considered Su City as his own, so he will naturally introduce and maintain it.

  "In the oil field, Su Chang's big name is like thunder in everyone's ears." Zhang Xiong responded with a few pleasantries and then asked for expenses.

  Lin Yonggui said bluntly: "If I were to give you a full subsidy for the expenses, can the oil field environment be improved?"

  "It's definitely better." Zhang Xiong dared not guarantee, and said in a low voice: "The current situation requires several major actions to be taken. With just over 100 people in our bureau, it's not easy to handle. My idea is to ask the provincial hall for support, let them make a plan, and take some time to conduct a special investigation."

  Lin Yonggui did not confirm or deny it and said: "How long can you run with this?"

  "This... is hard to say, it's better to mention the oil field. If someone from the Petroleum Department or the Public Security Department speaks up, that would be even faster." Zhang looked at Lin Yonggui with anticipation.

  "I'll make a call to the ministry." Lin Yonggui didn't mention the Ministry of Public Security. He had spent his whole life working in the oil fields, mostly in deputy positions, and didn't know any important figures in the Ministry of Public Security, so he naturally wouldn't bring it up.

  Zhang Xiong secretly sighed, if it was just the Petroleum Department coming to urge, there would definitely be no news before the end of the year.

  Just then, Su Cheng suddenly remembered the US dollars he had exchanged in Beijing and said voluntarily: "I know someone from the Ministry of Public Security."