Yege was sitting on a square stool on the first floor of the shopping mall with a comfortable look on his face. He was dressed in casual clothes, holding his mobile phone to browse the latest news in some online communities where straight men gathered. From time to time, he would make a low-pitched, maniacal laugh, and shake his big head like
Wind blows pumpkin.
He usually doesn't have much time to play with his mobile phone, and he is the kind of person who cannot be washed away by targeted push information flow, so he is very sensitive to fake posts. Some old Nikkei memes can also make him slap his thigh with joy.
Yege hasn't enjoyed such a carefree leisure time for a long time.
As a senior officer of the Xiangbei City Evil Disaster Bureau, weekend weekends and annual leave are all things written on paper. I have never heard of it. The last time I heard the word "annual leave" was when I graduated from college and was in the Evil Disaster Bureau.
When signing the contract, a magical girl with a sweet voice told him with a smile:
"The contract stipulates that our employees of the Evil Disaster Bureau shall have at least 5 days of annual leave every year."
Who would have known that this thing only exists in contracts, and who would have known that the Disaster Bureau does not follow labor laws at all.
Since joining the Evil Disaster Bureau, he hasn't even had a full weekend off, let alone annual leave.
There are as many evil god believers and magical disasters in super-large cities as there are cockroaches in the sewers, and like cockroaches, as long as you find one, a whole nest will appear.
They, the public officials who maintain the stability of the city, cannot relax for a day. As long as the city danger index released by the Xiangbei Bureau Security Coordination Office at midnight every day is not less than 30, all officers will enter a wartime state and be on call at any time, no matter whether it is a weekend or a day.
Some other holiday.
When Yege was still a new operator, he didn't worry too much about his future in the workplace.
Because during the collective training for new officers, he met Director Huang Chuanchao of the Xiangbei Bureau, and that person became his initial target.
With a high position and great authority, you can get more money with less work. If you have something to do, your secretary will do it, and if you have nothing to do, you will have a secretary.
Is there any job more comfortable and comfortable than this?
As long as I become a senior member of the Evil Disaster Bureau, I can be as happy as the Yellow Bureau!
Too much work intensity cannot cultivate a healthy and happy personality. Mr. Huang is cheerful every day and does not show any worries.
After he learned that he smoked, he would give himself two Donghua cigarettes every time he met someone, to encourage him to work hard and smoke good cigarettes.
Ye Ge thought of this past incident and shook his heavy head sadly.
He was too young at that time and didn't know that all the flowers given by Huang Bureau had already been secretly marked with prices.
Huang Bureau later touched how many good cigarettes he had, but he could no longer remember.
Moreover, after he became a senior officer, he had more contact with senior officials of the Xiangbei Bureau. Only then did he realize that Bureau Huang was so happy because there were people above him.
There is a rumor in the bureau that Huang Bureau has a powerful connection behind it, and Ye Ge firmly believes in this.
At the national evil disaster bureau system work meeting at the end of each year, Huang Bureau was either sleeping or playing with his mobile phone. He was photographed several times and remained motionless. How could he be so stable without the connection with Tongtian?
The official position of Director Huang is an anomaly, and the working conditions of deputy directors are the true style of the Evil Disaster Bureau. They are usually busier than their subordinates, do more dangerous work than their subordinates, and have a higher mortality rate than their subordinates...
When Yege was most frightened, he also thought about hiding to protect himself. He could hide from dangerous cases and live longer in an ordinary job. However, he could not suppress his unknown anger after seeing those crime scenes and unknowingly survived.
He became like his predecessors and became the fifth senior officer among the top ten outstanding young people of the Xiangbei Bureau.
Maybe this is fate, I have had bad luck since I was a child.
Ye Ge put down his cell phone, glanced at his girlfriend who was picking bags in the store next to her, and felt that his luck was not too bad.
The magical girl with a sweet voice back then agreed to her confession not long ago.
In the past few days, the Security Coordination Office reported an urban danger index of less than 10 for the first time, allowing him and his girlfriend to go on a date on the weekend, and this weekend happened to be the day they met.
Such good luck, I wish I had another cigarette.
Yege touched his trouser pocket, and there were only car keys and receipts inside.
My girlfriend is studying medicine and she always talks about it. He is a heavy smoker, but he only dares to make irresponsible remarks in his mind.
If you don’t want to smoke, don’t smoke.
Ye Ge bit his thumbnail and endured it for a while, when he suddenly saw a person walking in front of him, which made him tremble all over.
I can't hide from this distance... Wait a minute, I didn't bring a cigarette today, what's there to be afraid of!
Yege wanted to understand this, got up from the square stool, and walked over calmly.
"What are you doing, Brother Liang, are you back from a business trip?"
"Isn't this a big deal? I'm fine. I'm just taking a walk."
Liang De was laughing. He seemed to be happy with everyone during this period. He was much more enthusiastic than before. He bought wine and snacks for brother Xian at night, deliberately set off fireworks while playing mahjong with Lao Huang, and went to clean up after smelling the smell of the local evil god.
Cleaned up and did a lot of good people and good deeds.
"Come on, have a cigarette."
"Brother Liang, I didn't bring a cigarette." He straightened his head and waist, feeling extremely comfortable.
"Who said I'd slap you? You're gonna slap me."
Liang De took out a Double Happiness stick from the cigarette case and handed it to Datou's chest.
Ye Ge lowered his head and looked a little confused: "Brother Liang, it turns out you didn't smoke Double Happiness."
"Yes, I am a person who is used to smoking my own cigarettes. I cough when I smoke other cigarettes.
Didn't I get the wrong cigarette when I played mahjong with Lao Huang yesterday? It's pretty good, you can try it."
"No, no, Brother Liang, it's not good to smoke in this public place."
Ye Ge had a heart that wanted to refuse but welcome him, but his girlfriend was right behind him, so he could only stand up.
"Just be flexible, take it first, and then smoke it after you leave the mall."
"No, no, Brother Liang, my girlfriend won't let me smoke."
"Oh, you take it first, and then you can smoke it after you break up with your girlfriend."
Liang De put the cigarette into Ye Ge's hand without any explanation and said:
"A man should have his own opinion and listen to his girlfriend in everything.
Come, enjoy double happiness with food and support, and be yourself!"
Ye Ge still wanted to return the cigarette, but found that the Double Happiness was stuck to his hand by a ball of light blue glue, and he could not shake it off no matter how hard he shook it.
"Brother Liang, this...I..."
"Just wait a moment."
Liang De raised his left wrist, and the red dot on the dial of the Sony Ericsson radar flashed. For the first time, he received a doomsday signal from a certain blue star.
"Okay, you're welcome. Someone called me. I'm leaving now."
Liang De turned around and left, leaving his head stuck with cigarettes in his hands, and he didn't know what to do for a moment.
"Datou, I have chosen the bag, please see if it looks good."
After hearing the sound, Da Tou turned around subconsciously and found that his girlfriend was looking down at the cigarette in her hand, and her voice was as sweet as honey.
"Datou, you are very powerful. I didn't look at you for a moment, and smoke came out of my hand. Are you a great magician?"
"It's not me, it's..."
Ye Ge turned around and pointed, only to find that Brother Liang, who was giving him the smoke, was nowhere to be seen.
"What is it?"
"I……"
…
Hongye Building loft apartment.
Liang De stood on the thin blanket crossing door in front of the sofa with his suitcase in hand, inputting parameters based on the doomsday signal detected by the Sony Ericsson radar.
"Brother Xian, I'll set off and contact you live when I get to the place."
The aperture appeared, the figure disappeared, and the man from the oldest blue star headed towards the end.
[End of the third volume of "The Fist and the Shore and the Journey Across the World"]