Super Weapon Exchange System

"Where is Heribala? We want to find him to find out about the situation again." Officer Liu's face was serious, and Guo Cong behind him had already begun to lash out: "The two investigations were very different. We have The reason is suspicion that one of them made a false report and reported a false alarm. This is very serious."

"Where, where." Director Wang said, "He Ribala is a good comrade, but he was too impatient. He reported to the police indiscriminately without investigation, and without the approval of the factory. Yes, that's it. He was just kind. If you do something wrong, you don’t have to raise the height, right? This is about to celebrate the New Year. The police comrades have worked hard to protect the people. Our factory has also prepared a new year for the police comrades."

After finishing talking, Director Wang asked the people behind him to bring a few big gift bags: "These are for the police comrades. It's hard work. By tomorrow, there will be a new car of pork. When the time comes, give me a piece of pork. To our police comrades."

"This..." Guo Conggang wanted to refuse, and Officer Liu had already spoken: "Then the factory will bother you. Let's go first. Let these things go in the car."

For the Chinese New Year, the police station is also a Qingshui yamen, which has no benefits. Now that there are factories offering love, of course they have to accept the kindness of others.

Guo Cong's mouth squirmed a few times, and it is not easy to raise any objections here.

Director Wang smiled and sent the two away, then turned around and walked into Director Sun's office.

"Old Sun, it has been resolved. This Heribala, although he has a lot of energy in his work, he does not use his brain for many things. Such things are actually taken on our factory. If this really involves the police, Let's not know it more clearly." Director Wang said, "He, he has to hone more, how about it? Let him go out to contact the business, it is not bad for him? There is a lot of oil and water in it. "

Director Sun was smoking a cigarette, did not speak, but nodded.

"Then I will go out and look at the production line. Let's not let Qin Guan come back to tell me something. The task must be completed a year ago," said Director Wang.

Director Wang went out, and Director Sun continued to smoke, silently, but there was a lot of anxiety in his eyes.

Waiting for Qin Guan to come back? I don’t know what is going on!

"Tom, tom, tom!" At this moment, the sound of a firecracker suddenly came from outside. When it hit the sky, the tom exploded, and it seemed that the tremor was ringing all day.

Hearing this sound, Director Sun’s brow furrowed even more. He picked up the phone and directly dialed the security room at the door: "What's the matter? Who is firing the cannon? Even if it’s the Chinese New Year, the factory is not allowed to fire it. What do you eat?"

I was full of anger, so I told the security guard first. Just after he finished speaking, he heard a panicked voice from the opposite side: "Director Sun, it's not good. Someone is burning paper at the door of our factory!"

Burn paper?

Hearing this word, Director Sun became even more angry: "Kick him away, who is this? So unlucky, he burned paper at the door of our factory? Get out immediately!"

Of course Director Sun was very angry. If he dared to burn paper so blatantly during the removal of the Four Olds a few years ago, he would be arrested and marched. Now, despite the turmoil in the past, everyone has resumed burning paper. I have never heard of someone burning paper at my door. Isn't this making trouble?

Drive away, drive away immediately!

Director Sun kept releasing his anger in his heart, who is so unsightly? What do the security guards at the door do?

However, just after he finished speaking, the security guards continued with a panic tone: "No, the factory manager, there is no way to drive them away, a large group of people, crying, like the relatives of Wu Lei! "

Wu Lei? It seems to be the driver? Suddenly, Director Sun's heart sank, not good, the troublemaker is coming again!

Director Sun didn't dare to go out swaggeringly like last time, exploding his identity, and was almost beaten by someone. He had lost all prestige. Now, Director Sun has realized that the situation is not good.

"Where is Section Chief Liu? Let him deal with this matter quickly, so as not to have a bad influence on the factory." Director Sun immediately gave instructions. As a leader, he should always stand behind and command and send his subordinates forward. what.

"My son, where are you?" At the door, an old woman in her forties was crying and crying. Her face was full of wrinkles. Although she was only in her forties, she looked like a five-year-old woman. She is 60 years old, and years have left too many marks on her body.

Wu Lei's mother heard that her son had overturned and came back to beg for justice, but was taken away by the gangster. She was anxious right now, and then brought the whole village.

That's right, the whole village.

Wu Lei’s popularity in the village is quite good. This time he said he wanted to buy a car, and even borrowed money from everyone in the village. Whether it was a few hundred yuan or dozens of yuan, it was all his heart and promised for a year. It can be paid off within.

But now, Wu Lei is gone. What should I do with this debt?

The people in the village came with him. On the one hand, because Wu Lei’s popularity is good, on the other hand, he also lost. Someone has to compensate. If they don’t find their factory, who else can they go to?

They are very anxious.

"Tum, tom tom!" Nearby, several middle-aged men in the villages were firing cannons. The customs in different places are different. Here, the dead also want to fire the cannons. They must set off the sky-shaking thunder, let God know, open it Take a look!

Wu Lei’s mother cried and became a tearful person. Her husband died in a coal kiln underground. She pulled a son and grew up easily, but she couldn’t tell her wife because her family was poor. This time I can turn over, who would have thought that my son is gone.

And not far from this group of people are the drivers waiting to continue picking up the car, and their moods have begun to change.

This Wu Lei joked with them a few days ago. Who knows, if you don’t have it, there will be no more. What’s even more damning is that if you crash and die, forget it, but after coming back, he came to the factory door to seek justice. , As a result, was fooled away by the punks.

This factory fooled the police and said that they didn't know anything. What kind of factory is this? He is simply the most abominable capitalist in the old society!

Moreover, a living example is right in front of you. Will the car you want to pick up also cause problems? Thinking of this, they even began to shudder. Don't do this kind of thing to yourself.

Besides, it's weird. This northern heavy truck factory is a big and famous factory. How could such a thing happen?