Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

"Hurry up and get something to eat. I'm starving." Wang Tusheng sat down on the chair and stretched.

Dabao curled his lips. Judging from the guy's behavior, could he be from the Homecoming Corps?

When he went out and reached the motorcycle, he found that Cheng Jianping was missing. Liu Xiangmei pointed outside, meaning that he had left.

Dabao smiled and nodded, then glanced at Liu Tiechui standing at the kitchen door. This old guy couldn't compare to Liu Xiangmei's cleverness, and he was still trying to please everyone? He wanted to offend no one? He was going crazy.

"Xiangmei, tell Sister Guifang to heat up the remaining steamed dumplings. And..." He pulled out a string of braised pig intestines from the trunk. These were all that were left, and he would have to braise more in a couple of days. "Cut these up and bring them over. Oh, and the driver, give him some steamed dumplings too."

"Okay." Liu Xiangmei agreed loudly and ran over to take it. She no longer had the cautious and timid look she had when she first met him.

Dabao took out two more bottles of Moutai. Now this trunk is actually a cover-up, and all the things were taken out from the space.

When he returned to the office, Wang Tusheng had just washed his face and was wiping it with Dabao's foot towel. Dabao frowned because he didn't like others using his things.

"Your towel is nice and smells nice. You are quite clean."

Qin Dabao couldn't help laughing. My foot towel is cleaner than your face. However, this towel needs to be changed again.

"Can you do something? It's only when you come. I won't give anyone else a drink."

"Fuck! Moutai? That's awesome. You're a good brother." Wang Tusheng was happy when he saw the wine. This level of wine showed that Dabao treated him as his own.

Wang Tusheng knew perfectly well that Qin Dabao was the worthy son of the Municipal Bureau. His uncle had no sons, so he treated him like one. His uncle had three sons, so his nephew was still a step behind. He was trying hard to build a good relationship with Dabao. Otherwise, at his age, how could his emotional intelligence be so low? He confronted his deputy section chief? Didn't he even give him a second thought?

"Brother Tusheng, please sit down. I'm having donkey meat dumplings today. You should eat more later."

"Ah? Donkey meat? Brother, don't make a mistake. Does this donkey belong to a fellow villager?"

"Where? Wild donkey, I went into the mountains today and shot a wild donkey, a big one, a red deer, and a wild goat. When you leave, take some of the donkey meat and venison. If you want to eat meat in the future, just give me a call. I'm close to the mountains, so whatever you want to eat is just a shot away."

Wang Tusheng was delighted and gave a thumbs up: "You are a good brother, so I won't be polite to you."

He patted Dabao's shoulder hard, and Dabao grimaced.

"Don't do that, you'd better be polite."

Liu Xiangmei came in carrying a large plate of pig intestines, followed by Sun Qian.

Wang Tusheng was delighted when he saw the braised pig intestines: "Dabao, your life is so good? How about we switch places, you go to the precinct and I go to the police station?"

He rubbed his hands, picked up a piece of pig intestines and threw it into his mouth, nodding as he chewed: "It smells good, really good."

"Of course it smells good. The marinade is the work of the master chef from Fengzeyuan."

"Hurry up, pour some wine, this delicious dish has brought out the alcohol bug."

"I'll do it, I'll do it." Sun Qian came out from behind Dabao, grabbed the bottle of Moutai, unscrewed the lid and poured the wine into the teacup.

Qin Dabao was in a state of confusion, this fat guy would never miss any opportunity to drink and eat meat.

"This little fat guy is pretty good, he has a good eye."

"What kind of eyesight does he have? He's just greedy. Come on, stop looking so aggrieved and sit down and drink with us."

"Understood...order." Sun Qian was so happy that he bent one knee and bowed, which made Wang Tusheng laugh.

"Little Fatty, what's your name? Come with me to the Legal Affairs Section of the precinct. I really like your cleverness."

"Section Chief Wang, my name is Sun Qian. I can't leave. I will never leave Boss Bao. We'll be together in life and death. No force can separate us."

Qin Dabao almost vomited and kicked him aside: "Stop it, if you say another word, I will have to marry you."

"Don't worry, Boss Bao, I will never leave you."

"Get lost! You're so obsessed with delicious food."

Wang Tusheng was so happy that he was laughing. This little fat boy is really a talent.

The three of them sat down and took a few sips of wine. Wang Tusheng glanced at Sun Qian and realized that no matter what they said or did, this little fat guy was definitely Qin Dabao's confidant, so he stopped hiding it.

"Dabao, actually I followed Cheng Jianping here because I received a call from my uncle this afternoon, asking me to get to know you. Otherwise, if Cheng Jianping tells Datian about it, I won't be able to give him the face."

Dabao was actually also wondering in his heart, but only then did he realize that Wang Guohua was afraid that he could not keep the situation under control, so he asked Wang Tusheng, the head of the legal department, to come and calm the situation. With Wang Tusheng present and Cheng Jianmin arrested, there would be no fault to be found in the Grain Bureau.

"Then I really have to thank Uncle Wang for his concern. Next time I go to his office, I will definitely take less and leave some for him."

"No!" Wang Tusheng refused righteously: "Take it, don't leave it for him, but give me some."

Qin Dabao choked on his wine. What an idiot.

"Boss Bao, when we were interrogating Cheng Xiaozhi just now, I felt like he had something to say and was hesitant. How about you interrogate him again later?"

"Okay, this is a fool who is cheating his father." The three of them laughed.

The three of them were drinking happily, but Cheng Jianping's heart was bitterer than coptis root. He walked forward with his head down after coming out of the police station, ignoring others calling him.

He was almost forty years old, and this was the first time he had suffered such a great humiliation.

In the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China, the composition of public security personnel was mainly divided into three parts. The first was military-to-civilian cadres, which accounted for 60% of the total number. At that time, the public security uniforms were just military uniforms with a different color and collar badges and cap badges. In the minds of military-to-civilian cadres, it was no different from fighting the enemy in the past, except that the battlefield had changed.

The second part is the social department personnel, including workers, students, and peasant activists, which account for 30%.

The remaining 10% are retained from the old police force, of course they have been screened, for example, Dabao’s old colleague Qin Weide is one of the retained personnel.

The cases of Cheng Jianping and Cheng Jianmin were a little more complicated. They were neither military-to-civilian personnel nor social department personnel. They were guerrillas and armed work team members. After the victory of the Anti-Japanese War, they were transformed into staff members of the new government, responsible for land reform, etc.

In fact, the quality of these personnel is the most mixed. They have neither received ideological and political education in the military nor are they as cautious and careful as the retained personnel.

On the contrary, they felt that they were the heroes who founded the country. After the victory of the revolution, their thoughts quickly deteriorated, and this is the root cause of corruption.

The Cheng brothers were even worse, because they were good at guarding their home and their hometown was Badamen Village, which was 20 miles away. In the eyes of their fellow villagers, they were great men, so they were pampered and spoiled. Over time, they degenerated into arrogant, extravagant and debauched pests.

Cheng Jianping walked into the grain station. It was completely silent, like a deserted city. This made Cheng Jianping even more furious. He yelled, "Is there anyone breathing? Get out here!"

After shouting five times, two people finally came out of the bungalow, crawling and tumbling. They were Qi Tianle and Li Erhe.

"Director Cheng." "Director Cheng, you're here!"

Qi Tianle's voice was filled with joy.

Cheng Jianping didn't even look at him, but grabbed Li Erhe by the collar and said with gritted teeth: "You son of a bitch! Go to your slutty cousin and drag Boss Cheng back to me! If you can't pull him back, tell Boss Cheng that I don't care about his son's life or death!"

Li Erhe was so frightened that his face turned pale. He nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay, I'll go right away, I'll go right away."

Cheng Jianping threw him to the ground, and he got up and ran away...