Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

After Qin Dabao finished his meal, he and Cuicui returned to the city. Seeing that it was not yet four o'clock, he went to the police station and the street office to register his household registration. It would be easier to get a job with someone in the government. It took less than half an hour to finish the job.

Manager Wang took Cuicui to the hotel for a walk and told her to come to work at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning. Cuicui was so happy that she couldn't stop smiling. She always felt like she was dreaming.

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The next morning, the sky was blue and cloudless, sweeping away the gloom of the entire winter, and finally there was a hint of spring.

Qin Dabao took off his bulky police coat and put on a thin cotton jacket inside, with a navy blue police uniform on the outside. A gun holster was exposed at the lower right hem of the uniform, and he wore a big hat on his head. He exuded a majestic and upright aura.

Lu Xiu'e helped her son smooth out the wrinkles on his shoulders and nodded with satisfaction. She would accompany Cuicui to work today since their workplaces were not far from each other.

Qin Dabao pushed the cart out, and the neighbors couldn't help but look at him and praise him, saying that the child was so handsome.

Qin Huairu carried Xiaodang out to take out the trash and greeted Dabao with a smile: "Uncle."

Dabao stopped and picked up Xiaodang. The little baby opened his big, round eyes like gems, stared at Dabao intently, pouting his little mouth, and reached Dabao's face with his little hands, making "oh oh" sounds.

Qin Huairu was a famous beauty in the surrounding area, and the children she gave birth to took after her and were all beauties.

Qin Dabao kissed Xiaodang and returned him to Qin Huairu: "Your aunt has gone to work at the restaurant on Gulou Street. You can take the child there for a walk if you have nothing to do. Don't stay at home all the time. Come home in the evening and I'll bring you some rice. You can save it to make rice soup for Xiaodang."

Qin Huairu was very happy and agreed loudly. Jia Zhang poked her head out of the house, and when she saw Qin Dabao, she quickly retracted her head. Qin Huairu glanced back at her complacently, thinking to herself, "You little bastard, if you dare to show off again, you'll be finished if my uncle doesn't teach you a lesson."

Qin Dabao rode his bicycle and joined the rush of people going to work. A song was playing from the loudspeaker of some unit: "Let's row our oars, the boat pushes away the waves, the sea reflects the beautiful white sails, surrounded by green trees and red walls..."

This song is so familiar. It is the theme song of the movie Flowers of the Motherland. It has accompanied the growth of several generations. It makes people feel happy when they hear it. In short, Dabao is in a very happy mood.

When he arrived at the Municipal Bureau, he parked his bicycle and went straight to the office building. He was now a graduate of the Public Security College and had returned to report to the bureau, waiting for the bureau to assign him a new job, so he didn't have to go back to the Public Security Department.

Qin Dabao didn't knock and pushed open the door of the director's office. Lu Jianbang was lying on the table writing materials. He was startled when he heard the door open. His brows furrowed. He was about to lose his temper when he looked up and saw that it was his nephew. He immediately lost his temper.

There were several times when he couldn't help scolding Dabao at home, but was ruthlessly suppressed by Bai Xiuying. After that, he never dared to show off to Dabao at home again. The key point was that his wife had a very bad temper and he couldn't afford to offend her.

Qin Dabao sat down on the chair opposite him, picked up the ordinary Zhonghua cigarettes on the table, curled his lips, picked up a cigarette and put it in his mouth, then put the rest into his pocket.

Lu Jianbang was so angry that he laughed: "You little bastard, can't you order one for me?"

Qin Dabao chuckled and took out a special cigarette from his pocket and lit it for his uncle. Lu Jianbang took a puff of the cigarette with satisfaction and felt the long-lost taste.

"Uncle..."

"Call me Director in the bureau."

"Oh, Chief, that's a bit awkward. I think I'll call you that from now on. When you get home, call me Aunt Chief Madam. That's more appropriate."

"Okay, okay, just call me uncle." Lu Jianbang immediately became timid and cursed in his heart: "You little bastard, all you know is how to call for help."

"Comrade Lao Lu, this attitude is correct. It's a good attitude for making friends..."

"Get lost, you stupid kid. I'm your uncle, who are you friends with?"

"I'm getting anxious again, and my hometown dialect is coming out."

"Little bastard! Are you okay? Are you mad at me so early in the morning?"

"Okay, okay, I'm angry now. I'm back to report. Look at which department I'm assigned to. I'm telling you, I can't be assigned to criminal investigation or public security. I'll be so busy all day that I won't see my grandma. If that happens, be careful that my grandma will beat you up."

Lu Jianbang completely lost his temper. This little bastard was his nemesis. He took out a work ID from the drawer and threw it to Qin Dabao.

Qin Dabao opened it and saw his basic information written on it, but the position column read: Deputy Chief of the Police Equipment Section of the Logistics Department of the Beijing Public Security Bureau.

This Police Equipment Section is abbreviated as the Security Section. Qin Dabao knows exactly what it is for. This is a job position tailored for him in the reform framework he helped Lu Jianbang draw up.

The responsibility of the Security Department is to purchase, distribute, update and maintain all kinds of police equipment required by public security personnel. To put it bluntly, it is a warehouse keeper. This job is perfect for a lazy person like Qin Dabao.

Seeing his nephew's cheerful face, Lu Jianbang couldn't help but curl his lips and picked up the phone: "Hello, Chen Hongqi, come to my office."

After hanging up the phone, he looked up and saw Qin Dabao opening his metal cabinet and rummaging through things.

His lips trembled with anger, and he kept trying to comfort himself: He's my dear nephew, dear nephew, beating him up would have serious consequences...

But psychological preparation was useless. He saw Qin Dabao sitting back in his chair holding two cans of tea, and he immediately became anxious.

"Put it back here! This is the Tieguanyin my comrade brought me yesterday. I haven't even drunk it yet."

Qin Dabao looked like he deserved a beating: "Look at you, your eyes are all black and blue. Have you been up all night for several days? You can't drink tea anymore. The more you drink, the more you can't sleep. I'm young and strong, so I'll drink it for you."

Lu Jianbang gnashed his teeth in anger, wondering if he should dump this little bastard off to which police station down the line? Out of sight, out of mind. If he gets mad like this a few more times, he'll probably have to keep a supply of quick-acting heart pills in his desk drawer.

He looked at the tea can with nostalgia. It was in the tiger's mouth and there was no way it could come back.

Lu Jianbang had no choice but to change the subject and tried hard not to look at the tea can. Qin Dabao put the tea into his bag with a smile.

"One more thing. The military commendation for the arsenal you discovered in the mountains last time has arrived, but I suppressed it. At this stage, it's not good for you to have too many achievements."

Qin Dabao looked indifferent, and when Lu Jianbang saw him like this, he felt a little calmer.

"Take a look at your requirements and tell me what you want. I'll apply to the military for you."

This is good news. Qin Dabao became excited and asked, "Can you give me a place to join the army?"

Lu Jianbang's chest was blocked again, and he was gasping for breath. He couldn't help but stand up and hit Qin Dabao: "Are you stupid? You want a place in the army after such a great contribution? A place in the army, your grandfather, your uncle, which one of them didn't approve it casually? You stupid guy!"

Qin Dabao thought about it and realized, isn't it? His request was really like using an anti-aircraft gun to kill a mosquito - a waste of talent.

"Then I want a sidecar motorcycle like Long Feiqi's. Riding a bicycle to work is too slow."

Lu Jianbang was so angry that he sat down on the chair. At this time, there was a knock on the door.

Qin Dabao shouted, "Come in," and almost sent his uncle away. Whose office is this?

Chen Hongqi, the director of the Logistics Department, pushed the door open and saluted. "Director, are you looking for me?"

Lu Jianbang covered his chest and waved his hands: "Hurry up and take this little bastard away."

Chen Hongqi was stunned. He looked at Lu Jianbang and then at Qin Dabao. What was going on? However, he was a soldier, and obeying orders was his motto. He immediately answered yes.

Qin Dabao stood up and said, "Where's my motorcycle? Don't try to cheat me."

Lu Jianbang was completely at his nephew's mercy and had no choice but to say, "Chen Hongqi, go to the garage and pick out a sidecar motorcycle and assign it to Qin Dabao."

Chen Hongqi quickly stood at attention: "Yes!"

"Get out, get out, you! Little bastard, don't show up in front of me no matter what."

"Okay!" Qin Dabao answered loudly. He was so happy that motorization was finally achieved.

Chen Hongqi and Qin Dabao went out.

Lu Jianbang finally breathed a sigh of relief. He picked up the red phone on the table and said, "Hello, switchboard, connect me to the Beijing Military Sub-district Headquarters..."

"Old Liu, I'm Lu Jianbang... I'm busy... Last time, the cave incident... My nephew didn't ask for anything... Of course, he has a high level of thinking, and I always educate him when I get home... Okay, I'll wait for you to treat me to a drink... By the way, Old Liu, I'm in a bit of trouble, you have to help me... What do you mean by taking advantage of someone's misfortune? Liu Xiangdong, don't talk nonsense... If you scold me again, I'll be angry... I remember that when you and your wife got married in 43, you drank too much and hugged your wife and called her mom... That's right, this attitude It's OK. I don't have much to ask of you. It's just that our bureau has too few motor vehicles. Oh, it worries me... How many? Two GAZ jeeps? Two military trucks? You're really generous. Oh, I still remember, in 44 you... Three jeeps? Five military trucks? That's good. My headache is gone. When my headache is gone, my memory is bad and I can't remember a lot of things. Okay, then I'll arrange for someone to take over tomorrow. Goodbye, old comrade, you owe me a drink."

He hung up the phone contentedly. On the other end of the line, Chief Liu was so angry that he threw the phone and cursed Lu Hu, saying, "Why the hell didn't you die of plague?"

It seems that Qin Dabao's cunning and shameless character is inherited from his uncle.