The World: Tu Ziqiang's Counterattack

It was already very late after leaving Secretary Bao's house.

Aunt Bao had prepared twenty catties of white flour, but he was not willing to take it, but in the end he shied away and took five white flour steamed buns for tomorrow's breakfast.

Secretary Bao's analysis was very thorough, and the application would be executed whether he signed it or not.In this case, it is better not to sign, so that Tu Ziqiang will not be targeted by Director Hu's faction, and life will definitely be much easier.

As for the matter of joining the party, you can go through the process normally, and wait until the key node, Secretary Bao, to work harder.

Secretary Bao praised Tu Ziqiang for his methods of post transfer and house acquisition, and praised him for being brave and resourceful, much better than his father.

But the old man emphasized again and again in the end that it is okay to scare people, but it must not be really violent.

Once the blood bleeds, I can't cover myself, and I won't cover him.

In the end, Bao Shuji reminded him earnestly that violence is the most incompetent way to solve problems, but violence cannot be completely absent in a struggle, just like cooking without MSG.

The purpose of appropriate violence is to completely solve the problem without resorting to violence.

Tu Ziqiang took it for granted.

If he hadn't been so obedient since he entered the factory, Lao Zhang would not have dared to change his mind.

I will not end up with him and have a complete falling out.

The old man's wisdom is really not for nothing, the more Tu Ziqiang thinks about it, the more rewarding he feels.

Before I knew it, I arrived at the kennels of Shuiziliu and Luo Shibin.

"What? Is this the whole thing?" Luo Shibin's mouth opened wider than a steamed bun.

"Well," Tu Ziqiang put down the steamed bun casually, "Which one of you will go first?"

"he!"

"I!"

The water flowed and Luo Shibin blurted out.

They are all understanding people, so there is no need to say much.

The water must go first, and Liu Li'e will be exposed as soon as Luo Shibin goes.

As for how Luo Shibin got along with Liu Li'e after the incident, that's another story.

Before Xu Hongbing fell, this matter had to be kept secret.

"Okay, I'll take photos of the street introduction letter and ID in these two days, and I'll hand them over before the weekend..." Tu Ziqiang stood up, "Do you have any money?"

The water flows by itself and nods.

"Don't go, on time!" Luo Shibin blushed with excitement.

"Both of you, drink less. Let's go." Tu Ziqiang pointed to his red face. He had drank with the old man at Secretary Bao's house.

Who said that pure grain wine can't be topped?

Tu Ziqiang became more and more dizzy when he came out of Shuiziliu's house.

When he was almost at the door of the house, he staggered and almost fell, and a powerful big hand firmly grabbed his arm.

"How much to drink? This is..."

Tu Ziqiang looked up.

A blue coat with a large brim and a flashlight...

Gong Weize!

"Drink less, it's so easy to cause accidents in this winter..." Gong Wei said a little seriously and kindly.

"Uncle Gong, I didn't drink much, but I'm just a little bit hot..." Tu Ziqiang grinned.

"Don't be so hippie smiling! Which winter will not freeze to death a few people who drink too much?" Gong Wei is just right serious.

"No, no, I don't drink much now..." Tu Ziqiang smiled and took out the key to open the door, "Uncle Gong is still patrolling so late? Come in and warm up..."

"Warm and warm?" Gong Wei rubbed his chin, "Then it's warm and warm! I just have something to chat with you..."

"Okay..." Tu Ziqiang opened the door and let Gong Weize in enthusiastically, muttering in his heart, what does this old boy want?

I went to work in the morning and left until now there is no one at home, it is as cold as an ice cellar.

Tu Ziqiang burned a kang and squatted there to light the stove, while Gong Wei strolled around the room with his hands behind his back.

"Before I was worried that you boy would not learn well, but now look at it, Lao Tu can close his eyes..." Gong Wei put the bag on the kang, reached out and turned over the portrait of Lao Tu, sighing endlessly.

"Hey, I was ignorant before, so I made you worry about Uncle Gong..." Tu Ziqiang reached out to pick up the thermos bottle and poured a glass of water for Gong Weize, "Drink some water, Uncle Gong, it's still warm..."

"Yeah," Gong Wei took a sip of water, "The third son handled the matter well, not bad."

"You two buddies, what's the matter with the water?" Gong Wei asked casually, "I seem to have seen him in the first two days..."

"What day?" Tu Ziqiang knew that the show was coming, "The water flows by itself."

"On the third day of junior high school," Gong Wei put down the tea mug and turned to look at Tu Ziqiang. "I didn't see it clearly from a distance. It seemed to be him in a daze. He was arrested by the pickets..."

"Can't you? I didn't hear what he said..." Tu Ziqiang pretended to be confused, "I just came back from his place and drank at night."

"Really? Then maybe I was wrong..." Gong Wei smiled and shook his head, "Hey, I'm getting old, your Uncle Gong's eyes were not for nothing in the past."

"I've been working as a film police officer for 18 years, and now..." Gong Wei raised his head and looked at Tu Ziqiang, "Everyone who was in the same period as me has improved, and I'm the only one who is back on track."

"That's Uncle Gong..." Tu Ziqiang said with a smile.What does this kid mean?The water flowed by itself and what they caught, he pretended not to know what was his intention?

"Who can improve his style..." Gong Wei glanced at Tu Ziqiang and said meaningfully.

"It's my bad luck, and I haven't made any achievements..." Gong Wei shook his head and smiled bitterly, staring at Tu Ziqiang with piercing eyes, "By the way, your two buddies seem to be a little restless recently. When I was patrolling But I have encountered several times..."

"Ah, Uncle Gong, don't worry, Shuizi will start working in the factory next week," Tu Ziqiang replied with a smile, "He's a regular worker! Tonight is to celebrate this..."

"Oh?" Gong Wei pondered for a moment, raised his head and looked at Tu Ziqiang, "It's not easy to make a formal establishment, so I have to thank you very much..."

"Hey, that's for sure..." Tu Ziqiang said, but Gong Wei was not stupid.

"It's just right." Gong Wei took out a big front door from his bag, "I can't get used to smoking the ones given to me by others, so you can thank them..."

The big front door was pushed in front of Tu Ziqiang, and Gong Wei pointed with his fingers.

"This..." Tu Ziqiang raised his head slowly.

"It's the same as my own child," Gong Wei withdrew his hand, "I'm also happy that he can enter the factory..."

"Uncle Gong, this is inappropriate..." Tu Ziqiang shook his head and pushed the front door back.

"I just hope everyone is doing well," Gong Wei looked at Tu Ziqiang sincerely, "I and Shui Ziliu have two different sources of information. Although he has entered the factory now, he still lives in optical film, doesn't he?" ?”

Tu Ziqiang understood Gong Weize's intention a little bit, this old boy has a good nose!

"What's the trouble, give Uncle Gong a breath..." Gong Wei pushed the cigarette over again, "Uncle Gong, thank you on behalf of the neighbors!"

"Uncle Gong just has a good style!" Tu Ziqiang put away his cigarette and picked a thumbs up, "I'll give them a call tomorrow..."

Gong Wei smiled and nodded.

"If it doesn't work out, I'll have to trouble Uncle Gong..." Tu Ziqiang said meaningfully.

Gong Wei stared at Tu Ziqiang's eyes for a long time, then nodded and got up.

"Serve the people, that's the duty! Come on, it's getting late, I'm going back, and you go to bed early too..." Gong Wei picked up the empty bag, patted his buttocks and left.

"Uncle Gong, slow down, be careful of slippery roads..." Tu Ziqiang sent him to the door.

This old fox is so slippery!