Yi Chuanzong glanced at Han Xiang next to him. This guy's eyes were constantly wandering and he was obviously very guilty. He probably didn't expect that the Cultural Affairs Bureau gave him the ticket.
As long as his incident is over, Han Xiang will be framed by his co-workers, deceived by the police, and driven by jealousy.
The police station will definitely report this matter to the factory. For a person with this kind of ideological problem, at the very least, the whole place will be informed, and then he will be arranged to work overtime to clean the toilets!
The toilet of a large factory with 20,000 people!
Even if there are ten toilets in the factory, they are shared by 2,000 people!
Ditch toilet!
Come work overtime after work!
After thinking about the miserable situation behind Han Xiang, Yi Chuanzong turned his head and looked at the room in the police station.
This is a courtyard facing south. This room is the main room. It is more than ten meters long and seven or eight meters wide. It is considered a very large room.
The door is in the center of the room. Now he is sitting on a bench against the wall to the west of the entrance. The policeman in front is sitting in front of a large round table. Any neighborhood disputes or minor interrogations will usually be held here.
Conducted on a round table.
On the east side after entering the door, there is a one-meter-high wall similar to the one at Qin Huairu's house. Now it has been changed to look like a counter. Four police officers are sitting there, and inside are two rows of people.
There are desks on which police officers sit and conduct official duties.
Yi Chuanzong looked at it and tried to distract himself. Waiting for the results was difficult. He didn't want to think about these problems now, so he could only use something to distract himself.
After all, he didn't get angry with Zong Lie in advance. If the policeman who passed here had been more skillful in his questioning, if Zong Lie lost his temper, he...
After waiting for half an hour, Yi Chuanzong became anxious. With a creaking sound, he looked up.
The policeman walked directly behind the counter, leaned into the director's ear and said: "Director, the Cultural Affairs Bureau has already inquired. Qiao Lilong did deliver tickets to Director Xing. There is still a meeting over there. I don't have it."
Meet people.”
The director nodded slightly, as long as he was sure about it, there was no need to believe the inquiry.
Yi Chuanzong waited patiently. The policeman who came back first should have gone to the Dongcheng Cultural Bureau. After all, it was relatively close to here, and the most important thing was Zong Lie's place.
Time passed minute by minute again.
"squeak!"
The sound of opening the door sounded, and Yi Chuanzong quickly raised his head to look.
Ma Yuan's face was very strange, and his emotions were very complicated. He also came to the director and whispered: "Director, the matter is confirmed. Those tickets were indeed given by Zong Lie."
The director turned his head and asked in surprise: "Why do you look like this?"
Ma Yuan whispered: "I've met the leader, with four stars on his shoulders!"
The director looked startled, nodded and walked outside. He didn't stop until he reached the door.
Seeing his kind expression, Yi Chuanzong breathed a sigh of relief and stood up at the same time.
Director Wu said slightly apologetically: "I'm sorry, little comrade, the matter has been settled. I didn't expect that your bill turned out to be the disability retirement allowance for military officers. We will definitely deal with this matter seriously!"
Han Xiang's body suddenly trembled. It was true! He felt that his body was a little weak. What kind of punishment would he receive?
Only then did Yi Chuanzong laugh, "I believe you will handle it impartially! Can you help me transfer my household registration now?"
"Song Dynasty, you come to help Comrade Yi Chuanzong transfer his household registration." The director called inside. Gu Qiang
"Okay!" A policeman stood up from his chair and walked over with a smile.
The director turned to look at Han Xiang and said coldly, "Ma Yuan took him to the interrogation room! We need to interrogate this matter in detail, characterize this incident, and then summon him to the factory!"
"yes!"
Ma Yuan, who had just returned from the hospital, directly dragged Han Xiang up, who was in despair. God knows how nervous he was when he asked questions. It was all because of this bastard!
"Come on, comrade, let's go to the archives room to change your household registration." The policeman who came over said gently.
Yi Chuanzong smiled and nodded, "Thank you."
Before leaving the house, he turned his head and glanced at Han Xiang indifferently, saying in his heart, "You may be punished, but this is not enough. Anyone who dares to destroy my stable life will have to pay the price! Han Xiang, just wait!"
Everything went very smoothly after that, and the change of household registration was quickly completed.
At this time, there was no ID card. Generally, the identity of the certifier was issued by a letter of certification from the unit or village production team, street, people's commune, or public security bureau.
All the clerk here needs to do is go to Xiangyang Village to update the certificate, and all of Yi Chuanzong's information will be updated, and he now has a city registered residence.
Walking out of the police station again, Yi Chuanzong suddenly felt refreshed. The air in the morning was very fresh, the sky was high and the clouds were vast and blue outside, and there was an endless stream of pedestrians on the concrete streets. He had become accustomed to the life here.
He smiled and walked slowly towards the street with square steps.
After walking a few steps, I met an aunt in the yard next door, "Chuanzong, aren't you at work today?"
"Hello, Aunt Zhang!" Yi Chuanzong responded with a smile, still walking slowly forward.
Aunt Zhang over there asked curiously: "You are so happy, what good thing happened to you?"
Yi Chuanzong smiled and said nothing, just nodded happily.
Aunt Zhang watched him wandering away without waiting for a response. She could only say dissatisfiedly: "What is going on with this kid? Did he hit another wild boar?"
After a while, Yi Chuanzong arrived at the bicycle shop. There was a pile of bicycle parts piled at the door, and some bicycle wheels were hung on the wall. The boss squatted in the middle of the room, and there was a crooked bicycle in front of him.
He started shouting, "Buy a bicycle!"
"See for yourself!" The shop owner over there is still repairing the bicycle. He is currently removing the chain, and his hands are full of black engine oil.
Most of the shops here are like this. Yi Chuanzong has become accustomed to the attitude of these people. Now that these shops are state-owned, people here can directly get stuck.
"Don't look any further, Phoenix 18! I want that!"
After hearing what he said, the shop owner immediately put down what he was holding, turned around and said impatiently: "You must have a ticket for this model, let's look at others!" After that, he turned around and started working.
Yi Chuanzong raised his eyebrows, smeared two dabs of kerosene on his face and thought he was a tiger? That's pretty cool!
"If you have the tickets, you should have the goods, right? Get me a whole car quickly, I have something urgent to do!"
As he said that, he took out the bicycle ticket. At this time, the Phoenix 18 was a 28 manganese steel bicycle, which was very popular among bicycles. It had a large chain cover, an electroplated single bracket, an electroplated rear frame, a rotating bell, and an original high-end bicycle.
Configure!
The shop owner turned his head and glanced at the ticket, then raised his head and looked at him in surprise, "Really, you have some idea, one hundred and eighty-five yuan, two yuan stamped inside."
Yi Chuanzong pointed out one hundred and eighty-five and handed it over with the ticket, "Here!"