The sanitation worker who never turned around said: "They don't need to apologize to me anymore, just let them go." His voice was low, but there was an irresistible momentum.
Ximenlang was startled. This voice was very familiar! A person appeared in his mind, and he hurriedly walked over to take a closer look. He saw a cold and slightly weathered face under an old blue cloth hat, which made him surprised and said, "Yes.
You... Bureau Li..."
It turned out that this sanitation worker holding a broom was actually the former Pegatron Public Security Bureau Chief Li Tieshan. He smiled self-deprecatingly and said, "Don't call me Director Li. That's all in the past. Now I'm a temporary worker sweeping the streets."
, just call me Lao Li."
Ximen Lang sighed in his heart, people really lived thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi. Who would have thought that the middle-aged man in front of him was once a well-known figure in Heshuo if he didn't know him.
"Li..." Ximenlang wanted to call him Director Li, but felt that this title was really inappropriate. "Uncle Li, why did you sweep the streets?"
Li Tieshan did not feel that sweeping the streets was a shameful thing. He said: "I have nothing to do when I stay at home. I just want to go out and find a job. I can't do anything else. I can only do this."
Ximenlang shook his head. The person standing opposite him was the former police chief. A former special forces officer in the army had been reduced to such a low state. He stepped forward and snatched the broom from Li Tieshan's hand and threw it into the middle of the road.
Li Tieshan was stunned, "What are you doing?"
Ximenlang said: "Uncle Li, this is not your job. I am so wronged to you. Come on, I will buy you a drink."
After Li Tieshan was framed and imprisoned, it was Ximen Lang who spent money to get him out on medical parole and regained his freedom. Therefore, Ximen Lang's impression in his mind changed, and he felt that the other party was not a simple gangster. He said with a stern expression.
: "But I haven't finished my work yet. This section of the road needs to be swept."
Ximen Lang said hurriedly: "It doesn't matter, someone will sweep it for you." He turned to look at the five frightened gangsters, and said: "You guys have cleaned this road for me, just treat it as a sanitation worker."
Apologize, otherwise, you know what the consequences will be."
The five gangsters did not expect that the Heshuo King would let them go so easily. They were all overjoyed and rushed to agree, "No problem, we will sweep the streets right now."
"Thank you, Boss Ximen, for your kindness. We will definitely clear this road..."
Ximenlang waved his hand and said, "Go."
The gangsters helped their injured companions up. One of them quickly ran to the middle of the road, picked up the broom and came back. He began to work hard, sweeping the streets with all his heart, not daring to be lazy, and became the most qualified sanitation worker.
Ximen Lang pulled Li Tieshan's arm around the iron fence and walked into a restaurant on the roadside. Li Haihui and others drove the Maybach 62 to the front of the restaurant. More than thirty big men stood with their hands behind their backs at the door, and no one else was allowed.
Guests enter the restaurant.
The guests in the restaurant didn't dare to stay any longer after seeing this situation, and they all paid and left. Although the waiter didn't know Ximen Lang, he knew from the situation that he was a big shot, and he respectfully led them to the best private room on the second floor.
After the two entered the private room, Ximen Lang ordered: "To prepare a table of dishes, I want your restaurant's best signature dishes and two bottles of Moutai."
The waiter agreed and left. Not long after, the food and wine were served. Ximen Lang poured two glasses of wine himself, picked it up and said, "Uncle Li, I want to toast you."
Li Tieshan smelled the fragrance of Maotai liquor and was already tipsy before he drank it. He had an intoxicated look on his face. He used to like drinking, especially the national liquor Maotai. He was just an honest official and did not accept bribes from others. He was invited to a banquet by others.
I won’t go there either, so there aren’t many opportunities to drink this kind of high-end wine. After all, it’s unrealistic for a working-class person to often spend money to buy Moutai. He only spends money to buy a bottle during the Chinese New Year and holidays.
Enjoy. As for those high
Of the boxes of Maotai liquor in official houses, none of them were purchased with their own money. Therefore, the price of being an upright official is not having good cigarettes to smoke. Don’t even think about the 95-year-old who is worth more than a thousand yuan a piece. Without good cigarettes,
Liquor, Moutai Wuliangye or something like that
You can't usually drink. If you don't have the best women to play with, beauties like TV anchors won't be with you if you don't give them villas and luxury cars. This is what you have to pay to be a good official. All the enjoyment has nothing to do with you. What you have to do.
Just serve the people.
"Boss Ximen, thank you for inviting me, the street sweeper, to have a drink." Li Tieshan picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.
Probably because he hadn't seen meat for a long time, Li Tieshan had a surprisingly good appetite. He picked up a large meatball inside the braised lion's head with his chopsticks, bit off half of it in one bite, and chewed it with relish.
Ximen Lang is strong and strong, and he is also a big-bellied man. Seeing the other party acting like this, he picks up a meatball without showing any signs of weakness, opens his mouth and bites off half of it, chews it with big mouthfuls, thinking that I will also eat it in embarrassment with you.
Once.
In the following time, the two of them stopped talking. The exquisite dishes in front of them seemed to be their enemies. They picked up their chopsticks and swept over them like a whirlwind, eating endlessly.
More than ten minutes later, when the table was full and there was very little food and wine left, and two bottles of Maotai liquor were consumed, Li Tieshan put down his chopsticks and said with satisfaction: "I'm full."
Ximen Lang said with some unfinished thoughts: "Let's have some more drinks?"
Li Tieshan shook his head, "No need, one bottle is just right. If you drink too much, it will turn into urine and be poured out. It's a waste."
Ximen Lang no longer forced himself, looked at the gray-haired man opposite, and asked: "Uncle Li, what are your plans for the future?"
Li Tieshan said with a wry smile: "I never thought that people like me could do nothing but police work, and maybe I could only sweep the streets for the rest of my life."
Ximen Lang asked: "Then are you willing to live like this?"
Li Tieshan said with some self-destruction: "If there is any unwillingness, I will die."
Ximenlang pondered for a moment and said: "Uncle Li, there is something I have to tell you. In fact, you were framed and sent to prison. The person who framed you was me..." He looked over nervously,
I became anxious in my heart, waiting for the other party to get angry.
This matter has always been on Ximenlang's mind. He knew in his heart that Li Tieshan was a good official and did things aboveboard. It was indeed inappropriate to frame him by himself, so he felt that he should not hide it anymore and should tell him the truth.
To Ximenlang's expectation, Li Tieshan did not have any extreme reaction. He just smiled lightly and said, "I had already guessed it was you."