In the back row, Ye Huang fell into silence as he heard the old taxi driver’s accusation.┌ *| ┐
Liu Xian and Ye Huang were not very familiar with him, and Ye Huang's impression of him was limited to the last time he went to the Municipal Party Committee and met him at the elevator entrance.
Although I knew that Liu Xian's hands were definitely unclean, I didn't expect that they would be so unclean.
According to the old driver's words, I'm afraid the crimes Liu Xian committed were many times worse than Wen Qiang, the director of the Public Security Bureau who was shot to death a few years ago.
For such a man with a long history of evil deeds to survive the last crackdown on gangsters unharmed, it can only be said that the local political soil in Chongqing has become rotten to the point of being deeply entangled.
Officials protect each other, so even if the people see them doing bad things, they have no power to resist them.
"Brother, you are just going to swallow this breath, but you are not going to sue him!"
"How to sue? Brother, this is China. It is a country where officials protect each other. The tradition passed down from ancient times to the present is that if the people do not fight with the officials, how do you want us to sue?" The old driver continued while driving the car: "You
I also saw that my son was almost beaten and disabled before he was ready to file a lawsuit. If he had really gone to file a lawsuit, his life would have been lost."
"If you don't sue, you will still be alive. If you sue, you may even lose your life..."
"That's not necessarily true. There are many corrupt officials in this world, but there are also many good officials, such as Director Mo and Dean Wang you mentioned!"
"They, hey... there are good officials, but good officials don't do things right. The power is controlled by corrupt officials. Even if Director Mo and the others really want to help, they can't!"
"In short, this society is no longer what it was a few decades ago. Fortunately, my family still had some savings. I didn't earn much from buying this taxi, but it was enough to support my family. Life is hard and my family is happy. It's a blessing. I have pity on me.
Those old workers don’t have anywhere to get their sons married, so their lives are miserable..."
"There are many people like you!"
"More, brother, give me a number that counts as too much, hundreds or thousands!"
"Chongqing used to be the country's rear area. There are hundreds of places of various kinds and hundreds of thousands of retired old workers. How many of them are like me?" With a hint of mockery of the injustice of nature, the old driver's eyes were filled with laughter.
He added with a hint of sadness.
"To be honest, although life is much better now than before, those of us in our 50s and 60s miss the life more decades ago, when people didn't have so many bad intentions, officials were not corrupt, and the people were not resentful.
Although it’s painful, I feel comfortable in my heart, but my heart is so congested like this!”
Patting his chest, the old driver shouted with some sadness.
"Brother, I can understand the pain in your heart. Don't worry. This kind of corrupt official will be brought to justice sooner or later. He has made the people resentful and will die a bad death one day!"
"I hope, if that day comes, I will spend a month's salary to buy a big plate of firecrackers and set them off for an hour!"
"I think this day will not be far away!"
Ye Huang smiled and said to the old driver again.
"Brother, I'm not going to Yucheng University anymore. Could you please send me to the municipal party committee?"
"Municipal Party Committee, brother, you...you are not an official, are you?"
When Ye Huang said this, the old driver's expression tightened and he stopped the car on the side of the road. He turned around and looked at Ye Huang cautiously and asked.
Although I was full of complaints and suffered a lot of grievances, if I complained to ordinary passengers, I would just complain, and it wouldn't be a big deal. But if this young man is really an official, it is tantamount to asking for death.
"Haha, brother, do you think I can be an official in our country at my age? Besides, even if I am an official, you are telling the truth and I can't do anything to you!"
Seeing the timid look on the old driver's face, Ye Huang said with a smile, but sighed in his heart.
In this society, ordinary people are afraid of officials who are causing harm to them due to corrupt officials.
"Brother, don't scare me. Are you an official? Why don't you come down here and I won't charge you a penny." Obviously, Ye Huang's words did not dispel the old driver's guard.
He said to Ye Huang with a hint of pleading on his face.
"Brother, I'm not an official, I'm just an ordinary citizen. I have a friend who just sent me a text message at the Municipal Party Committee Square and is waiting for me at the Municipal Party Committee Square. I'll go there to find my friend. Do you believe me?"
"real!"
"How about I show you the text message!"
Seeing that this old man still didn't believe it, Ye Huang asked for his cell phone.
"No need, I can see that my brother is also a real person. I believe you won't lie to me. I'm sorry, brother. It's not that I doubt you. It's just that this society... ah... I won't talk anymore!"
The old driver got stuck in the middle of his words, and finally swallowed the second half. He started the car and drove forward in a circle for a while, heading towards the municipal party committee.
Twenty minutes later, the car stopped in front of the taxi stand in front of the Municipal Party Committee.
"Brother, we're here, the fuel cost is fifty-five yuan in total." After the car stopped, the old driver said to Ye Huang.
"Haha, okay, brother, here is one hundred yuan, no need to look for it," said Ye Huang, opening the door and getting out of the car.
"How can this happen? Brother, I earn conscience money and I can't charge you more." Just after Ye Huang stepped out of the car, the old taxi driver opened the door and walked out and took Ye Huang's arm.
"Brother, you told me a lot of things along the way, and I gained a lot of knowledge. The rest is just your hard work. Go back and buy some tea!"
Pushing back the money handed over by the other party, Ye Huang said with a smile.
"By the way, brother, I lied to you. In fact, I didn't come here to find friends, but to go to the municipal committee!"
"Brother, I actually saw it, but I didn't say it. I can see that you are a good person. The officialdom is a big dyeing vat. You must keep your heart." The old driver patted Ye Huang on the shoulder and comforted meaningfully.
"Brother, you don't have to worry about this. I will never be an official in my life, but I happen to be able to help you. Brother, go back and tell those old buddies that within a month, Liu Xianliu will
The big corrupt official will definitely be sacked, and what should belong to you still belongs to you, not even a penny will be lost." Ye Huang comforted, holding the old driver's hand.
If he hadn't taken the old driver's car, Ye Huang would not have thought of operating on Liu Xian, but after the old driver's words, Ye Huang understood something.
If people like Liu Xian are still domineering in Yucheng, even if the Yanhuang Society really spreads, I'm afraid it won't last long.
What's more important is that these people have driven the common people to a dead end, and Emperor Ye cannot tolerate them.
