The night wind was biting and the dripping water turned into ice. It was not yet the middle of winter, but the Huangliang tonight chilled many people to the bone, making it the coldest night in their lives.
At dawn, the sleeping city gradually woke up. Sanitation workers started working early. The workers wore thick winter coats, big masks, and cotton gloves and began to clean up the fallen leaves in the city. Just like one person who got up early
Just like you need to brush your teeth and wash your face when you wake up, you also need to dress up in the city to start a happy day.
Happiness is not happiness, everyone knows it in his own mind. There are not many vendors selling breakfast at night as much as the sanitation workers. They also light the fire to cook early, igniting the first ray of warmth in the city.
If the job of the sanitation workers is to make the city greet the day with a clean and tidy appearance, then the hard work of the breakfast vendors is to inject forward vitality into the city in the morning. Food is the most important thing for the people. Only when they are well-fed and clothed can they have the energy to pursue happiness.
the other side.
Perhaps, a breakfast vendor is inconspicuous in the city, or even has a low status, but it is undeniable that the breakfast stall is not big, but it is a window to observe the vitality and happiness index of the city, and a mouthpiece.
A transfer station for spreading gossip from ear to ear, an observatory where you can get a closer look at urban people's livelihood issues...
A small breakfast stall was already lined with waiting people. The crowd gathered in twos and threes, waiting for the breakfast to come out. Some people complained that the chef's work was too slow. Why didn't he hire one more person? Some people said that slow work leads to careful work. How much does it mean?
I haven’t had such authentic sesame seed cakes in years, and it was worth the ten minute wait.
People consciously lined up in two lines, moving forward slowly while talking about the anecdotes they had heard.
"Old Li Tou, have you heard? There were three gunshots in Huangliang last night. I heard that three people were killed. Or three policemen..."
"That's nonsense. It was obviously five gunshots and six gangsters were killed."
"No, no, what I heard was that two shots were fired in Dingdingxiang, one shot was fired in Fuyanghe, and three shots were fired in Balitun, a total of six shots."
"Six shots? Stop bragging. How many rounds does one gun have?"
"Do you know the May 4th style? I'm bragging. You're bragging, I've fired a real gun, have you ever fired it? The May 4th pistol has a total of eight rounds, don't pretend to understand!"
"You are all wrong, let me tell you. The real situation is this. A total of eight shots were fired, and all eight rounds of ammunition were fired. Three shots were fired in Dingdingxiang, and three shots were fired in Balitun.
Two shots were fired by the Fuyang River, but later I heard that the pistol was not found."
"Who fired the shot?"
"I heard that he is a policeman, and he seems to be the captain of the criminal investigation detachment. I don't know what his name is. I heard that his surname is Zheng."
"Zheng's surname?" Upon hearing this, an old man waved his hands repeatedly, "No more, no more, the matter is getting serious, just wait and see."
Behind the crowd, there was a person holding a newspaper and covering half of his face. He was obviously reading the newspaper, but in fact he was listening to the people talking on the streets. Guan Yun would have been shocked if he saw this, with his thin face and calm eyes.
, is none other than Cui Tong, the third-ranking figure in the Huangliang Municipal Party Committee and deputy secretary of the Huangliang Municipal Party Committee.
The deputy secretary of the Municipal Party Committee also lined up in the crowd to buy sesame cakes? No one would believe it if he told it, but it is the truth. Of course, every leader has a side that is unknown to everyone. When he took office as the secretary of the Yan Provincial Party Committee,
I often visited him privately and ate ramen at a ramen restaurant.
Hearing the crowd's chatter and comparing it with the news he received earlier in the morning, Cui Tong began to think twice. An unconscious smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he strengthened his judgment in his heart - Guan allowed this to happen.
Daqi, there was a big show last night, the fight was lively, exciting, and exciting.
It also completely broke the decades-old balance between the three major surnames in Huangliang. Huangliang's break is just around the corner!
When Cui Xiang reached the front of the queue, he reached out to take two freshly baked sesame cakes and smiled slightly: "Master Rong, you don't have enough manpower here. It's time to consider hiring people. The more people we have, the greater the strength."
Yes, the breakfast stall that alarmed the dignified deputy secretary of the municipal party committee and lined up to buy it was Lao Rongtou Shaobing Shop.
Although there were a lot of customers outside, Old Rongtou still took his time and was not in a hurry. He kneaded and baked the dough at his own pace. While collecting Cui Xiang's money, he smiled and said: "It's time to hire someone.
I've been looking around, but haven't found the right one yet... Master Cui, I'd like to ask you for a dollar."
Cui Xiang has never been called Master Cui since he was a child, but in front of Old Rongtou, he became Master Cui. Instead of being annoyed, he was very useful. He waved his hand and did not accept the money: "I won't look for it now.
, keep it here for you to use next time.”
Lao Rong was not polite and threw the money into the money basket. He ignored Cui Xiang and looked at the person behind Cui Xiang: "Next."
Cui Xiang didn't care that the dignified deputy secretary of the municipal party committee was being ignored. He shook his head and smiled. He wanted to say something, but he felt that there were too many people and the occasion was inappropriate, so he had to give up and turned around and left.
Not long after Cui Xiang left, a young man who had been doing morning exercises ran into the sesame cake shop sweating profusely. Without saying a word, he wiped his sweat and washed his hands, and then offered his hand to knead the old man's head and dough. The young man was skillful and skillful.
Powerful, as soon as he joined, the biscuits came out of the oven much faster, and the people in line praised the young man.
There was a kind-hearted old man who did not leave after buying sesame cakes. He looked the young man up and down and said with regret: "What a good young man, it's a pity to make sesame cakes. I know the chef of Dingdingxiang, but Dingdingxiang still lacks one noodle."
Case master, young man, do you want to go?"
The young man suppressed his laughter and said, "Thank you, sir. I'm not good at my craftsmanship, so I can't be a case master."
The old man shook his head and said: "It's a pity, it's a pity." He then advised the old man Rongtou, "Master Rong, don't delay me."
Old Rongtou laughed: "I don't want to delay him, but I'm afraid he will delay me."
If the kind-hearted old man knew that Guan Yun was the young first secretary of the Municipal Party Committee who shocked Huangliang City, he would definitely be extremely surprised.
By the time the crowd had almost dispersed, it was already past eight o'clock in the morning. Looking at the time, it was only ten minutes before work. Guan Yun shook his head and smiled helplessly. He got up early to exercise, and then wanted to meet Lao Rongtou.
Unexpectedly, even if I hurry up and hurry up, I still don’t have enough time.
Guan Yun did not sit down, but stood and spoke: "The situation has changed so much that I am dazzled and can't see the direction clearly."
"If you can't see the direction, don't look. Sit down and rest for a while, drink tea, read the newspaper, and let your heart calm down." Old Rongtou did not have an unpredictable expression on his face, nor did he have the spirit of pointing out the country, he was just calm.
Calmly like an old man who has experienced many vicissitudes of life and is not too concerned about everything, he pointed at the shaobing shop and said, "Just like my shaobing shop, there are always customers coming and going, no matter how picky they are.
In terms of taste, I only choose one kind of sesame seed cake, and there are always people who like it, and there are always people who don’t like it.”
Guan Yun understood what Lao Rongtou meant, thought for a while and then said: "I haven't told any historical stories recently. I want to hear them."
"Don't tell me if you want to hear it." Old Rongtou chuckled, "Go to work. Today is your first day at work. You can't be late. You have to leave a good impression on the leader."
Guan Yun was helpless. Old Rongtou was very strict today and didn't say anything. He must have heard some of the vigorous drama last night, but he didn't comment on it. What on earth were he thinking?
He wanted to directly state the purpose of his visit, but then thought about it and let it go. Time did not allow for it. What happened last night started from him having dinner with Qi Angyang, to the sudden incident at Ding Dingxiang, which became the first wave of high-profile dynasty, and then Huang Han came forward, triggering
The first move in the face-to-face confrontation with Huang Han, followed by the kidnapping of Su Moyu, and then the appearance of Feng Guang, which was the second wave of Gao Luchao. Although the series of events did not last long, they were contradictory.
The conflicts are so concentrated that I can’t finish them in a short while.
One night in Huangliang, there were constant gunshots. Guan Yun and Qi Angyang had previously joked that they could ask a great director to make a three-shot movie that would be a hit, and it would definitely be a hit. However, they later discovered that there would definitely be more than four shots fired overnight.
Thinking of the head-to-head confrontation with the top two Huang Han and Feng Kuang among Zheng Tianze's five tiger generals overnight, Guan Yun was not scared in retrospect, but was inexplicably excited. Zheng Tianze used two powerful masters in one fell swoop.
This proves one point. Zheng Tianze messed up his steps because he wanted to decide the outcome in a battle.
When a person in the officialdom is in chaos and wants to kill his opponent, that is when his skills are at his wits end, or in other words, Zheng Tianze has gone crazy and regards him as the biggest threat at this stage, a life and death threat.
"I'm going to leave now, and we'll talk about it later." Guan Yun stood up and said goodbye to Lao Rongtou, and went to work at the municipal party committee.
Old Rong waved to Guan Yun and didn't say much, but there was a hint of meaningful content in his eyes. Until Guan Yun's figure disappeared into the distance, he stood up, beat his waist, and said to himself
: "Xiaoguan, the road has been paved for you. It's up to you to walk the rest of the road by yourself."
It was time to go to work, and people were coming and going in front of the Municipal Party Committee. It was as lively as usual, but what was very different from usual was that everyone who came in and out was in a hurry, with a serious look on their face. They no longer smiled and said hello when they met.
Instead, he nodded hastily and passed by without daring to say another word.
Even the armed police on duty at the door were more solemn than usual, and it was obvious that there were more plainclothes people at the door.
When Guan Yun walked through the door, he was stopped by the armed police again. It was normal for the armed police not to recognize him when he came, and he had not applied for a work permit. Just when he was about to explain, Leng Yue's car drove in.
Leng Yue gave a few explanations to the doorman, asking him to remember Guan Yun in the future. The first secretary of the municipal party committee was still being interrogated at the door. It was a big joke. After the explanation, Leng Yue and Guan Yun walked into the municipal party committee together and were about to go upstairs.
, the sound of speeding police cars was heard outside, and several police cars rushed into the municipal party committee gate. Two people got out of the car and rushed towards Guan Yun menacingly, like hungry tigers pouncing on food.
It is Zheng Tianze and Huang Han!
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