The workshop was filled with white light, and the sound of hammers and hammers was heard one after another.
"Apprentice, you keep an eye here and help the masters refill their cigarettes. I have something to do and will be back later."
Li Weidong handed Niu Meng two bags to the front door and turned around and left the workshop.
Niu Meng's crisp voice came from behind: "Don't worry, master, I promise to complete the task!"
Hey, it’s great to have an apprentice!
Especially the kind that is capable.
...
Although it was only after three o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was like a man after seven times a night, soft and unable to stand up.
It was cold and windy outside, so Li Weidong tightened his collar, put on his ragged felt hat, and walked to the security department.
The yellow wooden door of the Security Department was ajar, and when it was gently pushed open, the hot air came out.
There was a pot of red charcoal fire placed in the room, and four or five security officers were standing around it to warm themselves up.
"Hey, brother, you've had a comfortable few days!"
"Weidong is here, Liuzi, squeeze over there."
He has been coming here frequently in the past few days, and the security officers have become accustomed to the presence of this bragging young man.
As soon as Li Weidong sat down, they all started talking.
"Weidong, you said last time that we would be able to meet thousands of miles away in a few decades. Are you bragging?"
"Every household has a car with a bastard shell. How is this possible?"
"You said that we are tired of eating fat meat, so we only pick vegetables to eat. I just don't understand. How delicious is fat meat? Who is so stupid to like to eat vegetables?"
Facing the questioning eyes, Li Weidong smiled: "How the world will change, who knows?"
"Tch, you're bragging again!" An older security officer curled his lips, "Your driver is the best at bragging."
Li Weidong took the tongs and pulled the charcoal fire, and said: "Oh, alas, this is boring. I wanted to brag to you again today, but with your attitude, I can't leave."
"Don't leave, it's freezing cold. If you don't want to hear it, Mr. Wang, go patrol the factory area!" The other security officers became more energetic.
"Hehe, I'm not joking!" The older security officer took out a pack of Solidarity from his pocket and spread it in a circle, "Little brother, I was too talkative just now. Don't mind it!"
Li Weidong took it, picked up a piece of charcoal with fire chopsticks and lit it, took a deep breath and said with the corners of his mouth raised: "In a few decades, our cars will no longer need to burn oil."
"If you don't want to burn oil? What will you burn? Firewood or charcoal?"
"Wrong, new energy."
"What is new energy?"
"Electricity! Install a battery in the car, turn the switch and it will run. Do you think it's magical?"
"...."
At this time, Section Chief Zhang, who had just opened the door and walked in, curled his lips and said: "I thought it was some new thing. Can the battery be called a new energy source?
My old man once seized a battery-installed bicycle from the Japanese on the Korean battlefield."
"..."
Damn, I forgot that electric cars existed in 1839.
This pretense is not successful.
Isn't this embarrassing?
However, as a patient with AJ syndrome, this embarrassment is nothing at all.
"Chief Zhang, you came back just in time. I just have something I want to ask you about." Li Weidong abruptly changed the subject.
"You, I know that you, Wei Dong, came to my place to inquire about something." Section Chief Zhang said.
Section Chief Zhang was about to pass by when a young man flashed out from behind him.
"You are the brother of the Li family that Yuyu often talks about, Comrade Li Weidong, right?"
The young man squeezed in and extended his hands to Li Weidong enthusiastically.
"Who are you?" Li Weidong was surprised.
"My name is Wang Zhixin, Yuyu's partner. When Yuyu and I were on a blind date a while ago, there happened to be something going on at your family, so I didn't bother you." Wang Zhixin said.
Oh, little policeman.
In the original work, the little policeman never appeared, so Li Weidong couldn't help but take a closer look.
Wang Zhixin is in his twenties, has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and an upright look. He wears a large-brimmed hat, a 55-style navy blue winter police uniform, and an armed belt around his waist.
Ha, young man, he is quite energetic! He matches He Yuyu very well.
Section Chief Zhang was a little surprised when he saw that the two knew each other, and said: "Weidong, you and Xiao Wang know each other."
"We know each other so well. This is my neighbor's sister's fiancé." Li Weidong handed over a cigarette warmly.
"It turns out that Xiao Wang and Wei Dong still have this relationship, so this matter will be easier to handle." Section Chief Zhang puffed on his cigarette, narrowed his eyes in pleasure, and waved to Wang Zhixin in a very grand manner, "Here, let me help.
You have completed the transfer procedures."
Wang Zhixin glanced at Wang Weidong gratefully and followed Section Chief Zhang into the office inside.
Ten minutes later, he came out with a document.
Li Weidong also pretended to have something to do, stood up and spread a circle of cigarettes, saying: "Brothers are chatting, I, a worker, have to go to work. When my brothers get paid, don't forget to invite me to Donglaishun for a meal."
"Get out of here, you guys don't know that drivers like you don't get high wages and you get so much extra money that even the factory director would be jealous." Section Chief Zhang took the cigarette and smiled heartily.
"What is extra money? What is extra money? Why don't I know!"
While Li Weidong was talking, he and Wang Zhixin left the security department.
After walking two steps and coming to the leeward corner, Wang Zhixin stopped and said gratefully: "Brother Wei Dong, thanks to you this time, otherwise Zhang Ke would have made things difficult for me. Those guys in our institute all know Zhang Ke's temper.
It’s not good, so I don’t dare to come.”
Li Weidong: "What is it that he wants to make things difficult for you?"
"Hey, it's not about the prisoner." Wang Zhixin touched the file and explained in a low voice: "A few days ago, the security department of your steel rolling mill caught a Buddha in the factory area. Originally, this matter was under the control of the steel rolling mill, but this
Buddha is related to a case registered at our police station."
"No, the director sent me to protect the Koti people early in the morning, but the police station can't control the security section of the steel rolling mill. I was ready to go back and be trained. Fortunately, I met you."
Wang Zhixin was also helpless. He had been working as a small-scale film police officer for three years, and he always wanted to make progress, but had no results.
Only then would he bite the bullet and take on the job of hiring people at the steel rolling mill.
....
The steel rolling mill is a department-level unit, the director is a department-level cadre, and the deputy director is a deputy department-level cadre.
The Security Section of the Steel Rolling Mill is a department-level unit, while the street police station is a stock station-level unit.
Of course the police station cannot control the security department.
However, since we are all brothers, we are still happy to help with things like this.
Of course, some unpleasant words are inevitable.
Section Chief Zhang was afraid that he had already prepared to send the person to the police station, but he happened to meet him and offered him a favor.
This man is a monkey spirit.
"Ahem, a family doesn't need to speak the same language. Yuyu is like my sister, and you are my brother-in-law. When you get married, you have to toast me a few more glasses of wine." Li Weidong put his arm around Wang Zhixin's shoulders and made love.
He said: "Brother-in-law, let me ask you about someone."
"Brother, you ask." Wang Zhixin nodded.
He had just helped me so much, and he was a relative, so how could he shirk it?
"Have you ever heard of a man nicknamed Anti-Aircraft Gun?"
Li Weidong has been guarding the department these days just to find out the details about Fatty Yu's brothers.
However, the security department only manages the steel rolling mill and is really not familiar with the people in the area.
"Anti-aircraft artillery?" Wang Zhixin raised his eyelids, thought for a while, and shook his head: "No, but I can check it for you. Old Liu from the Municipal Bureau's archives is my second uncle."
Good guy, he really comes from a police family, and his whole family is a policeman.
"Thank you then. Come and have tea at home when you have time." Li Weidong said.
"We're all from the same family. No need to be polite. I'm going to pick someone up first."
