I make a living solving crimes.

In this world, is it the times that create heroes, or are there heroes who change the times?

This is a question Chang Wei has never thought about.

Humans are social animals, and people who gather together form a society.

Most people in this group can take care of themselves, support the elderly and children throughout their lives, which is already an amazing life.

This is probably what Mencius meant when he said that when one is poor, one should take care of oneself.

On this basis, a few people can still take good care of the people around them and realize their own life value at the same time.

If you can succeed, you can help the world.

It is these countless people who, together, have pushed our nation forward in its arduous journey over the past five thousand years.

In addition, there are a very small number of people chosen by history. Their appearance can change the direction of a country, rewrite the destiny of the nation, and even change the international situation.

This was beyond Chang Wei's understanding.

He paced back and forth in Zhang Youde's office, not knowing how to respond.

What can be said and what can be said.

A shrill ringing sounded.

He took a deep breath and picked up the phone when the second ring was about to end.

The first sentence the other party said made him stunned.

"Hello, is this Xiao Changwei?"

That familiar accent, gentle voice, and intimate title.

He could imagine scenes miles away in his mind.

The sixty-year-old man still has sharp eyebrows and bright eyes. He is elegant and humble in his Zhongshan suit. He must be holding the phone in his left hand and holding his right hand in front of him. He always has a gentle smile on his face, but the sadness between his brows cannot be dispelled.

Chang Wei's eyes felt hot for no apparent reason.

No one knows what was said on the call.

Zhang Youde was guarding three meters away from the door. Further away were the three old comrades from the Criminal Investigation Office and Guo Gang, Yang Wenhai, and Li Laifu. They could only hide under the pomegranate tree, standing on tiptoe and stretching their necks.

After hanging up the phone, Chang Wei was silent for a long time. He rubbed his cheeks, put on a smile, and opened the office door.

Everyone came out of the office, happy and excited, but no one dared to ask.

Chang Wei smiled and said softly, "If you praise us, you should give us credit."

Some people's charm can be conveyed through words or sounds.

Close to Zhu Zhechi.

At this moment, Chang Wei had no intention of showing off. Faced with the great honor, he smiled modestly.

"That's great, Chang Wei."

"Chang Wei, come on."

Zhang Youde came over and patted him on the shoulder, "Don't let people down, and keep going forward with determination."

Chang Wei nodded very seriously, "I saved it, Master."

Then no one mentioned the matter anymore, but the whole day was filled with joy under the shining autumn sun.

Chang Wei was still swinging on the pomegranate tree under the nuclear fusion.

Financial system...

Always remember, there will be reverberations.

Although there were only a few entries in the file, how could they escape the giant's sight?

Of course, this was also his original intention.

In the second half of the call, seemingly unintentionally, the two chatted about a lot of related content.

Chang Wei spoke cautiously and did not dare to go beyond the scope of the company's financial system. He only talked about some regulatory methods that ordinary people in later generations would be familiar with.

Since the aid was stopped last year, the country has suffered two and a half deaths in the womb, and it is becoming increasingly difficult to survive, with the deficit accumulating day by day.

The first economic crisis has begun.

When you live so frugally, any financial loss is unacceptable.

If my suggestion could be adopted, I could probably save a lot.

Alas, I am going to be called arrogant or a saint again!

It doesn’t matter. I’m used to being scolded anyway.

It’s a pity that the country’s sports industry is still in its infancy, otherwise he would have made a few more suggestions.

First, you are not allowed to eat sea cucumbers, and second, you must learn from North Korea.

If you lose to this little life, I'll throw you all into the labor camp.

Seven...

Even Calabash Brothers didn’t dare to do this when he was saving his grandfather!

If football deceives you, don't be sad, don't be anxious, tomorrow will be the same anyway.

When you see them, you will only understand one thing: if you want to succeed in life, you have to give up something.

For example: moral integrity.

The development of sports has made people pay more attention to their health. After the police station had sufficient funds, two horizontal bars were installed in the yard so that the police officers can exercise in their spare time.

Li Laifu and Wu Jimao were competing in doing pull-ups.

One made twelve and the other made fifteen.

The winner was Wu Jimao.

He finally found his position.

He clenched his fist and looked provocatively at the pomegranate tree, "Chang Wei, do you want to have a fight?"

Chang Wei turned around blankly, disbelief written in his eyes.

"Come on, let's see if you can break my record?" Wu Jimao challenged him warmly.

Chang Wei sneered, "How strong a body must you have to contain your courage?"

Wu Jimao understood, and felt extremely humiliated. He ran over and grabbed Chang Wei's arm, "Come on, come on, you have to do it today."

Chang Wei was almost pulled to the ground by him. He quickly sat up straight, turned his head and looked at him seriously and said, "It's really too easy. I can do a hundred easily."

Wu Jimao's eyes almost popped out of his head. "One hundred? If you can make one hundred, I'll eat shit."

Chang Wei still did not move, sitting upright like a mountain, "Ji Mao, you are not allowed to cheat for food and drink."

Wu Jimao was not willing to agree. He might not be Chang Wei's opponent in a fight, but how could he lose with his physical fitness?

Just look at Chang Wei's skinny appearance. He is just over 1.7 meters tall and weighs less than 60 kilograms. If you weigh the fat on his body, I wonder if he would weigh more than 50 kilograms.

It is possible for him to have a hundred dreams while doing a hundred pull-ups.

"Really eat shit?"

"If you make a hundred, I'll eat them."

Several people who were originally watching the competition between Wu Jimao and Li Laifu were also making a fuss.

"Chang Wei, come one."

"Chang Wei, come one."

Chang Wei looked at Wu Jimao who was indignant, stood up with a smile and shook his shoulders: Don’t blame me if you get into trouble yourself.

In the sunshine, the boy leaped forward, grabbed the horizontal bar, and started easily.

"Eight", "Nine", "Ten", "Eleven"...

When he finished the twelfth one, Chang Wei was still relaxed and even sped up a bit.

Wu Jimao's face turned pale, and he immediately comforted himself, saying that Chang Wei was a person of low self-esteem.

When he finished the twentieth one, he patted his chest and thanked Chang Wei for saying one hundred.

When we got to the 40th one, the number of onlookers gradually increased, and more and more people came out of the office to count loudly together.

When he finished the 80th one, Wu Jimao wondered if he would be unable to swallow it if he ate it dry.

"Ninety-three" "Ninety-four"...

The comrades from the logistics department all came out from the backyard, clapping their hands and counting together. Even the two old men were watching the fun under the hanging flower gate.

Wu Jimao was already finding it difficult to stand.

"Ninety-seven"

"Ninety-eight"

"Ninety-nine"

Chang Wei suddenly stopped, swayed on the horizontal bar with his arms hanging down, glanced at Wu Jimao who looked hopeless, loosened his hands, and dropped them to the regretful voices of the crowd, smiling, "I have no strength left."

"Hahaha, Chang Wei, you're just missing one person." Wu Jimao laughed heartily, as if he had won.

Everyone looked at him, then looked at Chang Wei, patted his shoulder, shook their heads and walked away.

Jiang Hongxia rubbed her stomach and took a deep breath. What can I do to save your...IQ?

PS: Probably because I was unwilling to give away fruits, I hurt some people and was reported again. A lot of content was deleted from Chapter 173. The word count is not enough and I am too lazy to add more!

I can't write a purely exciting article, it's so embarrassing, sorry!

Even so, I still insist. I envy, I respect, I am grateful, but I will not, cannot, and dare not get close!

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