The World: Tu Ziqiang's Counterattack

The night was quiet and dark, and only the dim light of the flashlight accompanied Gong Weize.

In the past 18 years, Xiao Gong has gradually turned into Lao Gong, and Lao Gong already knows this area well.

Turning on a flashlight is not so much for lighting as it is for company.

creak creak...

The monotonous footsteps contained a touch of beauty, and Gong Wei enjoyed it very much.

Then, he saw a figure standing in the distance waving to him and smiled.

"Uncle Gong, what time do you enter the house?"

The room was very warm, with forty-watt bulbs emitting a dim yellow light. On the kang table, there was only a plate of fried peanuts, a bottle of loose wine and two wine cups.

The clock on the wall was ticking, thinking, beside it were Lao Tu's certificate of merit and Lao Tu himself...

Gong Wei took off his coat, put down the flashlight, walked up to Lao Tu, and gently turned him over with his hand.

The grinning grin on the wall is still so happy, while Gong Wei is fascinated...

"Uncle Gong, come, let's go warm up first..." Tu Ziqiang on the kang yelled as he filled the wine cup.

Gong Wei pursed his lips, turned Lao Tu over again, turned around and went to the kang to pick up the wine cup.

Squeak, Tu Ziqiang suffocated in one gulp.

Gong Wei quietly looked at the small burn in the wine cup for a long time, took a deep breath...

squeak……

"Uncle Gong..." Tu Ziqiang picked up the bottle and filled it with wine, and was about to speak.

"Wait..." Gong Wei raised his hands and slowly took off his big-brimmed hat, turned around and put it squarely on the lid of the box, took a long breath, "Tell me..."

"My workshop director, Xu Hongbing, Uncle Gong, do you remember? He is also in our photon film..." Tu Ziqiang looked at Gong Weize quietly, and said.

Gong Wei nodded, looking at the peanuts on the plate.

"He just bought two bicycles, a radio, and two Ronald watches..." Tu Ziqiang stretched out two fingers, "Two Ronalds..."

"Two hundred and six for one, two for five hundred and two..." Gong Wei slowly raised his head to interrupt Tu Ziqiang, "One hundred and twenty for a bicycle, eighty for a radio..."

Tu Ziqiang nodded and said nothing.

"Five hundred and two, two hundred and four plus eighty, 840 yuan." Gong Wei leaned forward slightly, looking into Tu Ziqiang's eyes, "And then?"

"His wife, Liu Li'e, is the accountant and cashier of the Red Star Lumber Factory..." Tu Ziqiang paused, "The couple don't have any burdens, and the salary is more than 100 yuan."

"Hmm..." Gong Wei lowered his head slightly to hide the cold light from his eyes, "His food is pretty good, I know that..."

Tu Ziqiang picked up the wine cup with a smile and raised his neck.

Da da da……

The pendulum of the wall clock swings...

"There must be something wrong with these two, and it's a big problem." Gong Wei straightened his hairstyle that was flattened by a big-brimmed hat, "But the timber factory is not in our area, and the branch office for such a major case may not be able to handle it." Get involved. So..."

Gong Wei looked at Tu Ziqiang quietly.

"Xu Hongbing goes home with some boards every day, and sells them when he saves too much," Tu Ziqiang pursed his lips, "The one who took his boards..."

"It's called Lao Daoer..." Gong Wei interrupted Tu Ziqiang again, spreading his hands, "I've been doing this for several years, and the amount is not small..."

"I understand what Uncle Gong means." Tu Ziqiang turned his head slightly, "Such a large number of boards are very eye-catching. There must be a reason why the old man has been able to work for several years."

Gong Wei smiled, bowed his head and pulled the peanuts.

"Uncle Gong is right. It's easiest to go directly to the City Bureau." Tu Ziqiang said and paused, while Gong Wei's raised hair trembled undetectably.

"Forget it then," Tu Ziqiang smiled faintly, "Stop chatting, drink and drink!"

Snapped!

Gong Wei stretched out his hand to hold down Tu Ziqiang's hand holding the wine bottle, with a cold light in his eyes.

Tu Ziqiang didn't let go, tilted his head slightly and grinned.

After a while, Gong Wei took a deep breath and retracted his hand. Tu Ziqiang picked up the wine bottle and filled the wine cup.

"I remember that as long as I can remember, Uncle Gong took care of our area," Tu Ziqiang muttered, "It seems that Uncle Gong has taken care of our Director Liu?"

Gong Wei rested his hands on his knees, bowed his head and said nothing.

"It seems that Deputy Lin was Uncle Gong's age back then," Tu Ziqiang pushed the wine cup.

Gong Wei picked up the wine cup and poured it down.

"The days go by so fast, and it will be gone in 20 years." Tu Ziqiang slapped his thigh, "Deputy Office Lin is still Deputy Office Lin, Uncle Gong, you are still Uncle Gong, Xiao Liu back then..."

Gong Wei did not speak, reached out to take the wine bottle to fill himself up, and raised his neck again.

"Deputy Office Lin has three years left to retire?" Tu Ziqiang asked.

"Three years and eight months..." Gong Wei lifted his flushed face, "You guessed right, I was just staring at his position."

"Eat some peanuts, don't drink dry..." Tu Ziqiang smiled slightly, "This little burn is powerful!"

"Behind the old Daoer is..." Gong Wei said while pulling the peanuts.

"What about after being promoted to deputy office?" Tu Ziqiang interrupted Gong Weize, "Liu Suo is five or six years younger than you!"

Gong Wei remained silent with a gloomy face.

"Liu Suo and Xu Hongbing are involved, right?" Tu Ziqiang looked at Gong Weize with a gloomy face, "Uncle Gong thinks that if the city bureau takes direct action this time, there is a high chance of Liu Suo leaving?"

Gong Wei was told his mind, and suddenly raised his head and stared at Tu Ziqiang.

"Why is Deputy Office Lin still Deputy Office Lin? Why is your Uncle Gong still Uncle Gong?" Tu Ziqiang sneered with his mouth crooked, "How did Xiao Liu become Institute Liu? Uncle Gong, don't you really know?"

"Old Daoer and Xu Hongbing's matter," Tu Ziqiang lowered his head slightly, but fixed his eyes on Gong Weize, "How would Deputy Director Lin handle it? How would Deputy Director Liu handle it? Hmm?"

Gong Wei's eyes were red, sharp like two knives.

"Did Deputy Lin be wronged?" Tu Ziqiang sneered, "You Uncle Gong, are you wronged!"

Gong Wei, on the other hand, was panting heavily with his neck stuck, sweat drenched his messy hair, and a strand of hair hung down, half covering his eyes.

Tu Ziqiang stared at Gong Weize for a long while, shook his head slightly and sneered, reached out to pick up the lid of the box and dusted off Gong Weize's big-brimmed hat.

"How about continuing to wear it?" Tu Ziqiang pinched the brim of the hat with his fingers, and slowly handed it to Gong Weize, very frivolously.

Flutter, clatter...

Gong Wei slammed his big-brimmed hat flying with a wave of his hand. The hat whirled and hit the window, and the glass shattered all over the floor.

"The old ones won't go away, the new ones won't come. The broken ones will be safe, and the broken ones will stand up..." Tu Ziqiang slowly straightened his head, and said softly, "Uncle Gong, are you 37 this year? Three years and eight months later Just 41..."

Clap, bang bang bang bang...

Gong Wei grabbed most of the bottle of small boil on the table and drank it down in one gulp.

Snapped!Crash...crack!

"Tell me in detail, the more detailed the better!" Gong Wei smashed the empty wine bottle and slapped the table.

The cold wind outside the window stirred Gong Weize's disheveled hair, under which were blood-red eyes.

"Uncle Gong, this..." Tu Ziqiang stared at the broken glass in a daze.With a low temperature of [-] degrees, most of the bottle was dried up in one breath!

"This bit of cat urine is a fart, it just moistens the throat!" Gong Wei looked contemptuous, "When I was in the army..."

Tu Ziqiang was stunned.

"Hurry up, don't smudge..." Gong Wei's temper was like a different person.