Qi Tongwei: Can I be young again?

"You've narrowed your options!" Qi Tongwei crossed his arms, feigning regret, and said, "Director Li just told me to check if you have the potential to be the deputy captain of the criminal investigation team. If you do, you'll be promoted after the holiday. What a pity..."

After saying that, Qi Tongwei turned around, shook his head, and pretended to leave.

Wang Hua was taken aback, then immediately gave chase.

"Father Qi, is what you just said true? Can I really be promoted?"

"see your performance."

"I understand, I understand." As he spoke, Wang Hua pulled a pack of Hongtashan cigarettes from his pocket as if by magic and handed it to Qi Tongwei. "Father Qi, about my deputy captain's matter..."

Qi Tongwei looked at the Hongtashan cigarettes in his palm, his expression unreadable. "Wang Hua, you're using this to test your cadres? Which cadre can't withstand this test?"

Chapter Forty-Nine: Let's all stop here.

A barbecue stall under the cover of night.

Wang Hua sipped his wine, humming a tune, and was beaming with pride at the thought of his upcoming promotion.

Qi Tongwei was genuinely happy.

The bond between these two brothers could be traced back to their past lives.

In his previous life, Wang Hua was Director Qi's right-hand man. Especially when they were at the grassroots level, the two worked together seamlessly and solved many cases. However, because of Liang Qunfeng, Director Qi was unable to advance, which also implicated Wang Hua at the time.

Later, after Director Qi knelt on the playground, he rose rapidly through the ranks.

As a follower, Wang Hua also benefited a lot from the situation.

However, because Director Qi was moving too fast and was too obsessed with power, the two still had disagreements.

At that time, Wang Hua warned Director Qi more than once to be more aware of his own power and not to become a slave to it, nor to let it blind him.

Unfortunately, Director Qi at that time wouldn't listen to any of it.

Later, when the two went on a business trip to another city, they encountered the drug dealers who had previously fled.

Wang Hua took a bullet for Director Qi.

The shot pierced Wang Hua's right knee. Although it wasn't fatal, it left him with a lifelong disability, forcing him to leave the public security system forever.

Thinking of Wang Hua's limp appearance in his previous life, Qi Tongwei still felt a pang of sadness and bitterness in his heart.

"Hey Wang Hua, how about we play a game?"

"No, I can't beat you."

"No way, the game is simple. You just imitate a cripple. If you can do it well, I'll buy the ticket."

"Really?"

"real!"

"Haha, what a great thing!"

Wang Hua was naturally happy to save money on a meal. He found a stick, pretended it was a crutch, and limped around, which made the barbecue stall owner laugh.

Qi Tongwei also laughed.

But as I laughed, my vision blurred...

Wang Hua is still the same Wang Hua.

A stubborn and righteous teenager.

……

The next day.

early morning.

After a night of heavy drinking, Qi Tongwei woke up with a headache.

Fortunately, the crackdown on organized crime has come to a temporary end.

He didn't have to go to work today, so he took advantage of the free time and went to the barbershop. He spent a dollar to get a haircut that was considered fashionable at the time.

Looking at himself in the mirror, he was not very satisfied.

Well, the young man in the mirror may have some charm, but then again, with that little bit of charm, what makes him worthy of being favored by Xiao Ai?

It's probably because their ancestral graves were emitting auspicious smoke.

Thinking of the ancestral graves, Qi Tongwei thought of his father, who was left alone at home.

The father and son hadn't seen each other for six months.

In the 1990s, communication equipment was not widespread, and it was very difficult to make a phone call.

After hesitating for a moment, Qi Tongwei immediately returned to his dormitory and began packing his things. There was still a day left before May Day, and he didn't want to waste it.

And so, after three hours of bumpy travel, from bus to coach, and then from coach to three-wheeled vehicle, Qi Tongwei finally returned to Chunxi Village.

Half a year had passed since I last saw Qi Qingshan, and he had aged considerably. His back was much more hunched, and his full head of white hair made him look older than his actual age.

Upon seeing Qi Tongwei, he was slightly surprised, yet felt it was only natural.

"Dad, I'm back."

"So what if you're coming back?" Qi Qingshan put down his hoe and dusted himself off. "Didn't I tell you, if you're busy with work, you don't have to come back?"

"I'm not busy. It's May Day, so I have a day to come back and visit."

"Young man, don't just rush home when you have time. What's there to see at home? Why not go out and broaden your horizons?"

"No matter how nice it is outside, it's not home." Qi Tongwei put down his backpack, scooped a ladle of water from the vat, and gulped down several mouthfuls.

It still tastes like my childhood.

"Oh, right, Dad, I got promoted."

"Hmm?" Qi Qingshan paused for a moment. "What does 'promotion' mean? Does it mean you've become an official?"

"more or less."

"Oh, that's great news! I'll help spread the word and let the villagers know that my son has made something of himself!"

"No." Qi Tongwei waved his hand. "Minister, keep a low profile for now."

"What? You've become an official? Have you forgotten your fellow villagers?" Qi Qingshan reminded him, "Tongwei, don't forget, your first year of university tuition was all raised by the villagers!"

Neither Qi Tongwei nor Director Qi could forget this matter.

However, Qi Tongwei would not use his authority to give preferential treatment to his fellow villagers.

He has his own way of repaying kindness.

I initially asked Zhang Xiaoyu to invest in stocks to guard against this situation. Now, my initial investment of four thousand has been increased to one hundred thousand by Zhang Xiaoyu.

More to come.

Now that he has money, Qi Tongwei will not stand idly by when his fellow villagers are in trouble.

However, if you want him to abuse his power and clean up the messes left by the villagers, that's absolutely unacceptable; that's the bottom line.

Qi Tongwei is much more insightful in this life.

He clearly distinguishes between personal relationships and the law enforcement agencies.

In the evening, it was the same old routine.

The father and son killed a chicken and took out a pot of loose wine, each filling a cup.

"Tongwei, you've been working for so long, have you met anyone you like?"

"Yes, her name is Zhong Xiaoai!"

Qi Qingshan immediately perked up and asked with some anticipation, "Then, would she be interested in you?"

"I guess so." Qi Tongwei glanced in the direction of the ancestral graves.

strangeness.

Surprisingly, it didn't smoke.

"If you like her, that's good. If you like her, that's good." Qi Qingshan downed his glass of wine in one gulp, then poured himself another. "Tell me, what kind of girl is she?"

"Hmm." Qi Tongwei bit his chopsticks, pondered for a moment, and then said, "Very good."

Qi Qingshan chuckled, "That's good, Tongwei. Our family is poor, and I don't have the ability to help you. If that girl doesn't mind and really follows you, you have to treat her well in the future and don't bully her."

Bullying Zhong Xiaoai?

He had the desire, but not the courage; even if he had the courage, he wouldn't be willing to give it up.

By the end of April, the weather was no longer so cold.

After dinner, Qi Tongwei brought out a rattan chair from his home, leaned against it, and gazed up at the starry sky.

This was Qi Tongwei's childhood interest.

He likes to string the stars together and then imagine them as animals.

This hobby is somewhat similar to that of Sun Liancheng.

It's just not that professional.