"Recently, 'Little Day' has begun to discharge nuclear-contaminated wastewater, and all their seafood has been embargoed by us. So, if you want to eat Japanese food, you should take advantage of this period to eat more. Tsk tsk, even if you can't help it,
Damn it, ordinary people probably don’t dare to eat these imported seafood.” Chen Shu was at a loss for words and mentioned a few news items that have been popular on social media recently.
"Brother Shu, it's okay. Most of the ingredients used in these Japanese restaurants are produced locally in our own country, so in terms of ingredients, it actually doesn't have much impact..."
Zhang Yang suddenly stopped mid-sentence, raised his head and smiled at the waiter who was sitting next to him pouring tea, with a sincere face: "The taste of your house is still very good, I will definitely not be affected in the future."
"..." The waiter didn't know how to answer.
"It should be affected to some extent, but now that the embargo is out in the open, at least the price will be cheaper, right?"
Sitting in this "Yuanxi" Japanese food store, Chen Shu, who had always been worried about the per capita price, now took advantage of the situation to express his true feelings.
"Haha, Brother Shu, when the time comes they will definitely use another way of saying it. For example, 'Dear distinguished guest, this is seafood from the Atlantic Ocean. They have traveled half the world to meet you,' and other unreliable statements.
As for the price, it’s definitely more expensive.”
Zhang Yang was talking so happily that he accidentally met the eyes of the waiter who was kneeling next to him.
Suddenly, she straightened her expression again, smiled slightly, and said calmly: "Your family is still authentic. If the price can be stable, it is a victory."
"..." The waiter was silent.
At this time, the sliding door was opened, and a male waiter with a Chinese character came in and asked for a while about the cooking methods and taboos of king crab.
Zhang Yang started her performance again: "Hey, Brother Shu, we have to find out a few more ways to eat this king crab to taste it. Maybe in a few years, this king crab will be full of 'nuclear water', and it may be the other way around.
Eat us."
"Hahaha!"
At this time, Chen Shu really couldn't help it, his face turned red, he held his abdominal muscles and laughed heartily. This smile seemed to have wiped away the depression of handling the orange raid case some time ago.
After the two aggrieved waiters left the room, Chen Shu said frankly: "Yangyang, I think your appearance now is really different from when you were at work."
"Why is it different?"
"I just feel that you are very professional when you are working. From a distance, I feel that you are very confident. I can really feel your care and concern for the people.
"But have you noticed, just like this SWAT live broadcast? A lot of people came near our compound, not to mention, they all came specially to see you. As a result, no one of the hundreds of people came close to look for you.
say something.
"In general, it's very cold."
"Aloof? Brother Shu, people in our unit say that I am the most down-to-earth host in the station. And then I get off work?"
"After get off work, I find you very interesting and down-to-earth. Your ideas are unique and your perspective on things is different from ordinary people. The most important thing is that it's fun to chat with you."
"Haha, I'm just pretending to be young." Zhang Yang tilted his head and said with a smile, "But which look do you prefer?"
The atmosphere suddenly became ambiguous.
This scene was beyond Chen Shu's control, even when he was at his weakest.
Chen Shu looked around and asked, "Yangyang, have you been busy lately? By the way, do you still like this store?"
"Busy~" Zhang Yang lowered his head and began to study the menu in front of him again, but his tone of voice when speaking was playful, and it sounded like he was quite satisfied with the restaurant Chen Shu chose.
Chen Shu subconsciously asked: "What are you busy with?"
Zhang Yang said without even thinking: "I'm busy running to Quanzhou."
The scene came to a halt, and even the waiter who had just entered the door and was getting the iron pot to help make tea realized the sudden silence, hurriedly put down the teapot, bowed his head and exited the room.
Zhang Yang carefully pushed the menu back to its original location.
He raised his head, looked at Chen Shu's solemn eyes, and smiled, as beautiful as a peach blossom that suddenly bloomed.
She pretended to be relaxed and changed the topic: "Why, why are you looking so serious? You can't be worried about the consumption here. I tell you, I didn't bring any money today..."
Interrupting, Chen Shu said word by word: "You're not going to Anxi, are you?"
Chen Shu's seriousness came from his trip to northern Myanmar a year ago.
In order to cooperate with the public security's anti-fraud propaganda in the society, Zhang Yang actually put himself in danger and took only photographer Xiao Zhao with him, and the two of them ran to Myanmar. Bei went to the center of the fraud.
The two people without any investigative experience were naturally thrown into the fraud park as piggies and became the so-called game customer service. They were accompanied by "inside information" and "guaranteed wins" every day.
In the end, Chen Shu came from Dongzhou and fished the person out. During this period, the group of people encountered shootings, chases and other crises that were beyond what he, an ordinary policeman, could imagine.
So when he heard Zhang Yang said he was going to Quanzhou, Chen Shu, who had been in the police system for many years, immediately thought of Anxi, which is the home of fraudsters!
Most people don't have time to hide. After seeing Myanmar.bei's bloody publicity, why would they keep trying to get in there?
Zhang Yang shook his head slightly, held his chopsticks, and without saying a word, turned the chopsticks in circles on the table. After a long time, he said softly: "Brother Shu, do you know what everyone thinks of us media people now?
"
Chen Shu thought for a moment and said, "Isn't it great? Everyone enjoyed watching the live broadcast you organized today. The common people also learned a lot, whether in terms of publicity or...
"
Ding.
Zhang Yang gently tapped the dishes placed in front of him with his chopsticks, making a crisp sound, stopping Chen Shuyan's insincere explanation.
"Brother Shu, you know what I mean."
Of course, Chen Shu knew what Zhang Yang meant. This was the same concept that he, and even many batches of students before and after graduated from the police academy and went to work, held for the people and the country.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Although it is second grade, although it is ridiculous, this thing just exists in my heart.
So, he remained silent.
"Brother Shu, a heavy rainstorm in XX a few years ago resulted in the death of twenty-four people. However, among the dozens of reports from many local media, almost all focused on describing the touching stories that emerged during the rescue process. Only one
The report mentioned the human factor in the disaster."
Zhang Yang paused and said with a helpless smile: "Yes, in the face of disaster, we media people do need to cheer up the masses, and we should not accuse or expose the dark side of people's hearts. But this really deviates from our original intention as media people.
"After the fire in XXX Hospital, the local media collectively went into 'eight hours of silence'! And in the belated report, the death toll was fixed at an imagined 29 people. What a coincidence? Why is the number of people so stuck?
Accurate?
"To put it far, you may not pay attention to these.
"Take our Dongzhou spacecraft accident last year. According to external reports, how many people died? Is it more than 30? How many people are missing? Is it ridiculous? Not ridiculous. I just feel sad for us media people. We shouldn't have
It is a vassal of the government, and it should not be a propaganda tool in the hands of some people."
As a state violence agency directly serving the government, police Chen Shu had no way to characterize and evaluate Zhang Yang's words. He had no choice but to listen silently.
Everything has two sides, just like the word "guan" has two mouths. No matter how the two thin pieces of flesh touch, no matter how you say it, you can't say it wrong. It just depends on where the speaker's butt is sitting.
For example, Zhang Yang as a reporter.
When facing a disaster, her first reaction is to explore the truth behind it. Is there a man-made cause? Is there any unit that should be responsible for this? Should there be an investigation and accountability afterwards? Can the recurrence of tragedy be avoided in the future?
As a police officer, Chen Shu can only rescue and maintain stability.