The night Tu Zhiqiang returned to the West, Gao Bin asked for leave and went back home. He remembered that Zhou Bingkun was so frightened when he saw Tu Zhiqiang's death, that he had to go back and take a look.
Sure enough, as soon as he got home, he saw Zhou Bingkun sitting on the kang absentmindedly, not knowing what he was thinking, his eyes were lifeless.
"Binzi is back?" Li Suhua had just finished clearing the dishes.
"Hey! Mom, I'll come back and take a look."
"Have you eaten? If not, Mom will heat it up for you." Li Suhua was happy, even though Gao Bin had just returned home a few days ago.
"No, no, no, I've eaten. Mom, please rest quickly. I'll talk to Bingkun about something."
"Okay, you two brothers talk, and I'll go find your Aunt Qiao."
Gao Bin didn't ask anything. Anyway, it wasn't dark yet, so nothing could happen.
"Bingkun."
Gao Bin shouted.
Zhou Bingkun raised his head and forced a smile:
"Brother, why are you back? Today is not a day to visit relatives, right?"
"No, I came back from leave specifically. I knew something was wrong with you as soon as I guessed it."
Zhou Bingkun’s head is getting bigger and bigger, he scratched his neck and said:
"What questions can I have?"
"Haha, if others don't know, how can I not know that Tu Zhiqiang was pulled out of our prison? What's wrong? Don't you feel good?"
Gao Bin took off his cotton-padded jacket and threw it on the kang, sat down on the chair opposite, crossed his legs, lit a cigarette, and started smoking happily.
Seeing that he couldn't hide it, Zhou Bingkun lowered his head and said:
"Brother, what did Brother Qiang do? Did he get shot?"
"Killing people! Should they be killed?"
"But I heard that he didn't mean it. I don't think Brother Qiang is that kind of person. He treated me well in the lumber factory."
Gao Bin didn't save him any face:
"What a fart, Bingkun, you know people but don't know their hearts. Tu Zhiqiang has made too many mistakes over the years. If you add them all together, five minutes of shooting is not too much."
Zhou Bingkun was given a slap in the face, and his head was buzzing:
"What else is there?"
Gao Bin was not polite. He told Tu Zhiqiang what Luo Shibin had told him and what Shui Ziliu had told him, and it was all on Tu Zhiqiang's head, which made his mouth dry:
"Go, give me a glass of water. The bigger it gets, the less eyesight it has."
Zhou Bingkun ran to pour a glass of water in confusion and asked anxiously:
"Are these true?"
"Did I lie to you?"
It was indeed a lie. Tu Zhiqiang could not be blamed for many things, but when it came to Gao Bin's words, they all became Tu Zhiqiang's fault.
It doesn't matter, anyway, people can't be resurrected after death, and there is no way to confront him. Being able to untie Zhou Bingkun's knot can be regarded as a good thing Tu Zhiqiang has done.
"I didn't expect that Brother Qiang, who usually takes good care of me, would actually..."
"You don't know much." Gao Bin said angrily.
Suddenly the voice changed:
"By the way, have any strangers come to you recently?"
"Stranger? No, only Chun Yan'er has looked for me."
"Oh, it's okay."
He thought that Shui Ziliu would come to Zhou Bingkun according to the plot's inertia, but he was probably interrupted by Qiao Chunyan. It was okay. He could guide him again later, and there was no way he could let Zhou Bingkun miss Zheng Juan.
They are both good people and should be together.
Seeing that Zhou Bingkun's face had improved a lot, Gao Bin knew that the heat was almost over, so he didn't mention it again, and instead said:
"How are you doing at the lumber factory?"
"Hey~ That's it, just do it. It's a job after all."
"What? Hearing what you mean, do you have any ideas?"
"If there is a better job, I will definitely take it. I feel like I have no future in the lumber factory."
Zhou Bingkun just doesn't have enough education, but that doesn't mean he's a fool. Look at that big head. With this foundation, he can't be stupid.
Gao Bin smiled:
"Okay, I'll find someone to help you ask later. If there's a good job, let me tell you. I'll work in the lumber factory first. As you said, it's a job after all."
Zhou Bingkun grinned:
"Hey, thank you, Brother Bin."
"Okay, be polite to me and hurry up and get some sleep. I have to go back to prison early tomorrow morning. There's been a lot going on lately."
"Okay."
Gao Bin didn't sleep well that night, worried that Zhou Bingkun would have nightmares. As a result, he thought too much. Although he hadn't completely let go of Tu Zhiqiang's death, at least it didn't leave any psychological shadow, and he would be fine in a few days.
However, the inertia of the plot cannot be changed at any time. In the next few days, Zhou Bingkun was absent-minded in his work.
Although Gao Bin's words made him less entangled in Tu Zhiqiang's death, he was kind-hearted by nature and not that courageous. Seeing a living person being shot with his own eyes always made him feel uncomfortable, and he couldn't help but shudder when he thought about it from time to time. I didn't even bother to work with him, made many mistakes, and even had several fights with my coworkers.
No, I was called by the factory director to have a talk, but after a few words didn't hit the right note, I lost my temper and quit my job.
If the job is gone, it will be gone. I am afraid that Li Suhua will be sad. Because of Zhou Rong's incident, Li Suhua often cannot sleep well.
The filial Zhou Bingkun did not dare to tell his mother, so he had to hide it for two days. He felt that it would not be a problem if it continued like this, so he rode his bicycle to Kangjiazhuang No. 2 Prison and was stopped by the guards at the gate.
"Stop, who are you looking for? Today is not the day to visit the prison."
This was Zhou Bingkun’s first time here. No one knew him. Seeing the murderous look on his face, he didn’t dare to neglect him and said with a smile:
"I'm here to see my brother, Gao Bin. Do you know Comrade Gao Bin?"
"Gao Bin? Are you Captain Gao's younger brother?"
"Yes, my name is Zhou Bingkun, can you please call me?"
"Okay, wait here."
The guard said hello to the guard, then trotted in to deliver the message. After a while, he came out with a little fat man.
"Zhou Bingkun?"
"Hey! It's me, where's my brother?"
"Captain Gao is in a meeting with the section chief. We can't separate ourselves. Let me take you in first."
Geng Xiaopang said with a smile.
"It's okay. I won't go in and cause any trouble to you. Just wait outside."
"You're welcome, don't bother me. Captain Gao's younger brother is one of my own." Geng Xiaopang can talk, which gives him enough face.
"Okay, my car..."
"Oh, just park the bike outside. Come and register first."
"Okay."
Zhou Bingkun parked the car, went to the guard to register, and then followed Geng Xiaopang into the prison.
He was full of curiosity along the way, looking left and right. He wanted to ask, but he didn't dare to ask, but he was stifled.
Geng Xiaopang didn’t mean to introduce it. This is a prison, not a good place. There is nothing to visit.
When I arrived at the second prison area, I took the side door that led directly to the office area. I didn't let Zhou Bingkun pass through the prison area because I was afraid of scaring him.
Today, a group of prisoners were receiving education in Tianjing Square. Zhou Bingkun, an outsider, saw that it was inappropriate.
When meeting many people along the way, Geng Xiaopang would introduce Zhou Bingkun.
When people heard that he was Gao Bin's younger brother, they immediately looked at him differently, with a smile on his face, without the cold seriousness of the past.
This journey also made Zhou Bingkun’s vanity burst.
In the lounge, I drank tea and ate peanuts with the people from the third team. After chatting for about 20 minutes, Gao Bin opened the door and came in.
"Bingkun?"
"Hey! Brother!"
"Team Gao..."
"Don't be idle all of you. It's time to change shifts. Er Mazi will lead the team."
If Bingkun hadn't come, he would have led the patrol himself.
"Okay."
The members of the three teams said goodbye to Bingkun one by one. Looking at it like that, people who didn’t know it would have thought they had such a good relationship.
After they went out, Zhou Bingkun couldn't help but said excitedly:
"Brother, you are too proud. No one in the prison will disapprove of you."
"Haha, they are also afraid of me."
"Afraid of you? Why?"
"Afraid that I will punish them, let's go and change places. Someone will come in and have a rest later."
I took him to find an empty room, got him a cup of hot water, and then asked:
"Did something happen at home? Why did you come to me now?"
He was busy with promotion these days and didn't bother to go home.
"My family is fine, and my mother is fine, so don't worry, I'm here for my own business."
"What's wrong with you?"
"My job is gone."
Gao Bin was stunned:
"The lumber mill doesn't want you anymore?"
"No, I resigned on my own. I had no intention of working these days, made a lot of mistakes, and even argued with the factory director, so I resigned out of anger."
Zhou Bingkun also regretted it, but there was no turning back when he opened the bow, so he couldn't even try to make amends.
"You, you, you are so old, but you are still so impulsive in doing things."
Although I promised to help him find a better job, I haven't started taking action yet. Where can I find a job in such a cold weather?
After guessing his intention, Gao Bin took the initiative and said:
"You go back first and wait for my news. I will ask someone to ask, and I will try to give you good news in the next two days."
As his status has improved in recent years, the quality of his connections has also improved. It is not difficult to find a job, but it is not that easy to find a good job.
"Do you have a place you want to go?"
Zhou Bingkun scratched his head:
"I heard that the salary at the soy sauce factory is good, and you can get soy sauce every month."
Gao Bin burst into laughter, it seemed that the soy sauce factory was in his life.
"Soy sauce factory? OK, I'll ask for you, but I'm not sure."
"It's okay, I just said casually, as long as I can find a job."
"Well, wait for me."
Gao Bin went out and went straight to Guan Dahai's office. He suddenly remembered that Guan Dahai once said when he was drinking that he had a comrade who worked in a soy sauce factory.
"Brother Hai, I have a personal matter to ask for your help." Gao Bin and Guan Dahai are never polite. If you have something to do, just talk about it, do it if you can, and don't waste time if you can't.
"Say!"
"I remember you said before that a comrade was in the soy sauce factory?"
"Yes, old comrade, what's the matter? Do you want soy sauce?"
Gao Bin couldn’t laugh or cry:
"Am I going to waste your favor on a bottle of soy sauce?"
"Yes, what's the matter with you?"
"Isn't it because my brother has no job? I was wondering if I could ask your comrade to come forward and arrange a job in the soy sauce factory."
Guan Dahai thought for a moment:
"I called and asked, but I don't know if they are short of people. If not, it would be really difficult to arrange."
After thinking about my words, I picked up the phone on the desk and dialed.
After going through several switchboards, I finally got the phone number of the soy sauce factory:
"Hello, I'm looking for Sun Changlin."
"He is no longer here. He has been transferred to the supply and marketing cooperative."
After saying that, he hung up the phone. There are too many such situations these days.
Guan Dahai scratched his head speechlessly:
"Transferred to the supply and marketing cooperative? Why didn't I know?"
I'm in trouble now. Where can I find someone?
Gao Bin thought for a while:
"It's okay, I'll find someone else."
"I'm sorry, Binzi, I didn't help with this matter."
"Are you saying this to outsiders? We are not outsiders."
"Well, I'll go to his house tonight and talk about this matter. If I can, I'll send you a letter tomorrow morning."
"No trouble?"
"What's the trouble? Even if it's nothing to do with you, I still have to talk to him. This guy even transferred to another unit without even saying a word to me."
Seeing what Guan Dahai means, it’s not enough if we don’t let him handle this matter.
"That's all Brother Hai's hard work. Don't worry, I'll bear all the expenses."
"Leave it to me."
Go back and tell Zhou Bingkun about this:
"You go home first and wait for the news. I'll keep an eye on our section chief and tell you any good news as soon as possible."
"Hey! Then I'll go back first."
"Go back and be safe on the road."
After sending Zhou Bingkun away, Gao Bin turned around and was blocked by Geng Xiaopang.
"What are you doing, kid? If you don't go on patrol, just stay silent behind me." Gao Bin slapped the back of his head.
"Hey, boss, my mom asked me to invite you home for dinner, can you give me a favor?"
"Going to your house for dinner? Why?"
"My mother knows that you have always taken care of me, so I just want to thank you."
"Stop it. If you have something to say, just talk about it. Don't deal with those who have something but don't have it."
With the energy of the Geng Xiaopang family, it seems that there is no place where I can use myself.
"Look, are you thinking too much?"
"If you don't tell me, I'll leave."
"No, I said."
Geng Xiaopang looked around like a thief, pulled Gao Bin to the opposite side, and whispered:
"Actually, it's my dad. Someone asked me to help him. I hope I can take care of him."
"Who? Prisoner?" Gao Bin asked, frowning.
"Yes, he will be transferred to our second prison soon. I don't know if he can enter the second ward."
"What sin?"
"Then you should join the labor camp, right?"
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"Yes, but that person is pampered and has never done any physical work. He doesn't want to work on it."
Gao Bin understood. He originally wanted to stay in the labor camp for two years. In order to avoid being punished, he wanted to add some crimes to himself and stay in the camp. It was really strange in the world.
"What does your father mean?"
"My dad originally asked me to make the arrangements, but I don't have the energy. Don't you think of your old man? Once I told my dad about the situation, my mother asked me to invite you home for dinner. By the way, I would like to thank you for your kindness to me.
Take care of."
Gao Bin knew that Geng Xiaopang was a real genius, and he was very good at dealing with the sophistication of people.
"Forget it about eating. I can help you with the matter, but there are many people involved in this matter..."
Geng Xiaopang immediately patted his chest:
"That rich man is rich and is not afraid of spending money."
"That's fine. When will you be transferred here?"
"Three days later."
Gao Bin thought for a moment and nodded:
"It's enough time."
He definitely can't handle things the same way. He has to kill two birds with one stone. Can he handle other things at the same time?
Thinking about it this way, it really reminded him of something.
Some time ago, there was an unlucky guy who accidentally injured someone and was imprisoned in the second ward because his wife ran away with someone else. This unlucky guy had been working in the municipal party committee before the storm started. He has a lot of energy and a rich family. This does not put the relationship at a high level.
Bin, can you please help me?
Gao Bin naturally had to do things after receiving the money, and he was given a lot of special care, and he didn't suffer much in the house.
Keren is not satisfied. Not long ago, this unlucky man approached Gao Bin again, seeking a way to reduce his sentence, and offered him a huge bonus.
Gao Bin was worried about finding a scapegoat, so Geng Xiaopang came looking for him.
Yes, I just took this opportunity to make a fortune. It’s not a big problem to earn him three to five hundred at a time.
This is just cash, intangible resources are the most critical, otherwise there is no need to go back and forth, it is not troublesome enough.
...
Guan Dahai was very interesting, so he went to handle the matter with his comrade that night. His comrade had just left the soy sauce factory and was promoted to the director of the supply and marketing cooperative. He had enough face to arrange Zhou Bingkun in with just one phone call.
But something went wrong in the middle. He was originally assigned to the sales department, but Mrs. Qu, the new secretary of the soy sauce factory, stepped in and sent Zhou Bingkun directly to the slag discharging workshop because he was young and strong.
After knowing this, Gao Bin repeatedly lamented that the inertia of the plot was so powerful that he, a big butterfly, did not incite it.
The original plot is also the same. After Cai Xiaoguang's recommendation, Zhou Bingkun entered the soy sauce factory. He was originally going to be assigned to the MSG workshop, where the work was less and clean.
But the MSG workshop is overstaffed, and only the slag discharging workshop needs people.
Qu Xiuzhen, secretary of the soy sauce factory, looked at the files and learned that Zhou Bingkun had previously worked in a wood processing factory. He was young and must have a lot of strength, so he advocated placing Zhou Bingkun in the slag discharging workshop.
The slag discharging workshop is the most bitter and tiring place in the entire soy sauce factory. "The sweat residue is steaming on the chest and the cold wind blows on the back." Poor ventilation makes it easy to get rheumatic heart disease.
However, in order to help improve the working environment in the workshop, Qu Xiuzhen also installed conveyor belts and electric fans for her colleagues in the factory. She is a good and responsible leader.
However, this cannot change Zhou Bingkun's fate of suffering in the slag discharging workshop, and neither can Gao Bin.
Although the sales department is also short of people this time, it is not in urgent need of newcomers like Zhou Bingkun.
There is no objection to Mrs. Qu's arrangement from top to bottom. She is a judge herself, and her husband is the boss of the provincial political and legal system. No one in the soy sauce factory can shake this position.
Comrade Guan Dahai who knew about this also apologized repeatedly. The 100 yuan Gao Bin spent was not the price of entering and exiting the slag workshop.
But once the money is in someone else's hands, it is impossible to get it back. I can only agree to find an opportunity to arrange a job for Zhou Bingkun in the future, and let it go.
Zhou Bingkun is not reluctant. Anyway, it is a physical job in the Hongxing Timber Factory, and he also works hard in the slag discharging workshop.
Think about it from another angle, at least you don’t have to worry about getting cold in the winter in the slag discharging workshop.
The winter in the Northeast is long, and no matter how hot the summer is, it only lasts for a few days, and it will be over after a while.
Besides, he was extremely grateful for being able to find a job so quickly, so he didn't dare to complain.
But this is good, at least the six young gentlemen can come out of the scum workshop to complete the 'reunion', otherwise the six young gentlemen will become three idiots.
Sun Qianchao and Xiao Guoqing were still working hard at the lumber factory, and they were working hard. Later, the lumber factory was not profitable, and their lives plummeted.
Those are all things for later, let’s not mention them for now.
After Gao Bin finished working on Zhou Bingkun's work issues, he jumped up and down again to discuss the matter between Geng Xiaopang and the municipal party committee leaders. Not only did he take back the money given to comrade Guan Dahai, but he also made a fortune.
The most important thing is that he has actually earned a wave of favors this time. After the strong wind passes, these favors will become his political resources.
By then, the sea will be wide enough for fish to leap, and the sky will be high enough for birds to fly?
Right now, he still has the most important thing to do, which is to raise his rank higher, from clerk to deputy department, and now he is also a leader!