I make a living solving crimes.

After Chang Wei left, Chen Mingji called the police station and scolded Zhang Youde. He also told him not to use Chang Wei for any immoral things in the future.

Such a good child!

This is what he said at last.

Zhang Youde knew what was going on, and he didn't take Chen Mingji's criticism seriously.

When he answered the phone, he was in a meeting. The leaders of the police station were all there. When he hung up the phone, Guo Gang smiled and said, "Done?"

Zhang Youde nodded and muttered, "He still wants to transfer Chang Wei away. What a dream!"

Xiao Qiang was stunned for a moment, then sat up straight against the back of the chair, "Director, you didn't agree, did you?"

"I'm not stupid." Zhang Youde rolled his eyes and flipped through the notebook in his hand. "Let's continue. Old Yang, you've done too much."

"It's under control. We haven't pursued any cases for more than half a year." Yang Wenhai rubbed his yellow fingers together. "It's because the branch office only left us 2,000. People below are dissatisfied."

The public security police were very ruthless. They caught 42 gamblers on the spot and exposed 33 more. The total fines alone amounted to more than 3,500 yuan.

Zhang Youde became serious. "We need to do a good job in ideological work. Director Guo, please pay more attention to this matter. It is our duty to obey orders and follow commands. Whether you are in the army or the police, you must abide by this discipline."

Guo Gang nodded, "Don't worry too much. I talked about it yesterday afternoon. Although there are some small emotions, the basic work is very solid, especially for some young comrades who are out on the field. They are very hard-working!"

"Well, Lao Song, you guys should go buy some medicines and fruits to cool down the body and also buy a big tea bucket."

"Okay, I'll arrange it after the meeting." Song Yunxiu wrote things down in a notebook.

"Old Song, even though you have money now, you need to spend it slowly and not spend it all at once."

Song Yunxiu turned her pen upside down and tapped it on her notebook. "During the house search..."

"It's confiscated. It's confiscated." Zhang Youde covered his forehead and reiterated.

"Okay, confiscate it. We also found a batch of bills in Tong Siwei's house. What should we do with them?"

"Ah? Why didn't I know?"

"It's with the cash. I took it out before Director Wei came."

"You really have one...how many are there?"

"More than 470 kilograms of city grain coupons, 180 kilograms of fine grain coupons, 65 kilograms of national grain coupons, sugar coupons..."

The more Zhang Youde listened, the happier he became.

"Hurry up and buy the city food coupons." This thing has a time limit. Zhang Youde said while recording: "Keep the others for now and exchange them for supplies during the National Day."

"Mid-Autumn Festival on September 27th."

"Then send double."

"Give Chang Wei more money. It's his child's birthday."

"Hey, why are so many people thinking about him? What's so good about this guy?"

Song Yunxiu said without hesitation, "If it's not good, give it to me."

The other people smiled and said nothing, their meaning was very clear: if you really feel it is not good, just give up your position as master, there are many people waiting.

"Let's not talk about this. We are in a meeting. Let's move on to the next topic, the housing issue."

When Chang Wei returned to the police station, they were preparing to hold a meeting.

There was no large conference room, so the meeting was held in the yard. He dragged his own bench and found a corner under the pomegranate tree to sit down.

It's shady here, but remote, so no one is competing with him for the spot.

Zhang Youde stood up, facing everyone, and after everyone was quiet, he said, "You've all been working hard these past two days. Let's discuss the housing issue at the meeting today."

He still retains the military style, no nonsense, straight to the point.

The first half of the sentence is just a courtesy and no one takes it seriously. Working overtime is something you should do for your living.

The second half of the sentence is like water splashing into an oil pan, causing it to boil instantly.

Everyone in the yard was surprised, delighted, stunned... and confused.

"The controlled labor team organized by Chang Wei was taken over by the subdistrict office. He just went to negotiate with the subdistrict office and asked for the third courtyard in Taotiao Hutong."

Although he was stubborn, Zhang Youde still attributed all the credit to Chang Wei.

Someone stood up and turned around to start looking, and finally saw the young man with a frivolous smile under the pomegranate tree.

"it is good!"

I don't know who started shouting, and then the applause began. The applause grew louder and more intense.

Zhang Youde smiled and did not interrupt. He clapped his hands gently with pride and relief.

When the applause died down, he continued, "After discussion, we came up with an application rule. One is the existing per capita area, and the other is the distance from the existing house to work. According to this rule, unmarried young people can only apply for the back house. We converted the six back houses into dormitories for two people."

The point system was actually Chang Wei's idea, but there are always people who are satisfied and some who are dissatisfied. Zhang Youde did not mention Chang Wei's name this time.

After the meeting, several old comrades came over to thank Chang Wei.

All of them have the opportunity to change houses, but some of them are not big enough, and some are too far away. Among the Criminal Investigation Office, only Xie Sanfu submitted an application. His home is in Xicheng District, which is both far away and small.

The old man didn't say anything, just patted his arm, strolled out to the telegraph office and sent a telegram to his old comrade-in-arms, two sailor shirts, come quickly.

If it is really as Old Wang said, these people will remember Chang Wei well.

This made him extremely emotional.

In his previous life, he would hardly stand up for the collective interest because he always believed that the eyes of the masses were blind.

Now that I think about it, people in the fifties probably weren’t blind yet.

"Chang Wei, I have applied for a dormitory, and Li Laifu has also applied. We will live in the same room." Wu Jimao was very happy. His home was in the suburbs, and he had been living with his aunt.

Jiang Hongxia asked curiously, "Chang Wei, didn't you always say that there was no room at home?"

Chang Wei said: "My mother and three siblings have 10 square meters per person and the distance to work is no more than 500 meters, so we are not qualified."

Jiang Hongxia smiled and pretended to be regretful, "What a pity that you couldn't get one for yourself."

Chang Wei's head twitched, and he smiled slyly, "Then Li Laifu and I will go live there, and I'll get a room for you and Wu Jimao?"

Jiang Hongxia paused, and after a moment of shock, she rushed over with a "whoosh", and swung her arms to hit Chang Wei on the back.

Chang Wei covered his head and said nothing. It was his fault for talking so rudely just now.

After the commotion, everyone returned to their seats. Chang Wei packed up his bag and prepared to go out. Jiang Hongxia asked hurriedly, "Where are you going?"

"You care about shit, too?"

"Vulgar." Jiang Hongxia spat, and then questioned: "Why do you bring a bag to the toilet?"

Chang Wei took out a stack of straw paper and looked at Jiang Hongxia quietly without saying a word.

"Then put your bag down."

"Why do you care so much?"

"Director Guo asked me to watch you and not let you go out and cause trouble."

Chang Wei's eyes widened. What do you mean I went out to cause trouble? Did I cause trouble? Why didn't you tell me when we were dividing the house and eating meat?

"Okay, okay, I won't go!"

"See, now that I've exposed you, are you really going to go out and cause trouble?"

"What the hell am I doing? My family will have no food if I go fishing."

"Tsk, I don't believe it."

"Why don't you come to my house later and take a look at the steamed bread made from Sanhe flour that I ate last night."

Jiang Hongxia blinked her eyes, and seeing Chang Wei's bitter face, she felt guilty. She took out a small wallet from her purse, and took out five yuan and two food coupons, "Chang Wei, take them and eat first."

Wu Jimao was dumbfounded.

He remembered that Chang Wei had sent him a lunch box of braised beef last night.