Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

The meeting was over, and the leader and Lu Jianbang walked side by side in the corridor.

The big boss slowed down and said, "Jianbang, your suggestion is very good. We can't turn a blind eye to the problem. If there is a problem, we should solve it. If we keep covering it up, it will make it stink worse. When the day comes when it is revealed, no one will be able to bear it.

Just go ahead and do it, don't worry, and prepare the materials as soon as possible. I think the boss will give clear instructions."

"Commander, with your words, I have nothing to worry about."

"Jianbang, ten years ago, a great man once said, 'We are going to Beijing to take the imperial examination. We are not imitating Li Zicheng. The challenge we face is greater than fighting a battle, because now we are facing..." The leader pointed at Lu Jianbang's chest and said, "It is the people's heart. I am very happy that you, Lu Jianbang, have rolled around in the foreign land for a while, but you still remember your original aspirations."

Lu Jianbang's face flushed slightly: "I dare not change. If I change, my parents will shoot me."

The senior leader laughed heartily: "Old Lu can't do this kind of thing, but Sister Li can."

The two laughed heartily. The senior leader reached out and shook hands with Lu Jianbang. "Your nephew is quite good and capable, though he's young and impetuous. Tell him he's doing a good job."

"Yes! Chief, I will definitely tell him." Lu Jianbang was very happy. The big boss's words were an affirmation of Dabao. He was happier to praise his nephew than to praise himself.

. . . . .

Yan Wenlong's right eyelid has been twitching constantly for the past week, especially in the past two days, when it has become more severe. He tore off a piece of paper, dipped it in saliva and stuck it on his eyelid, and it finally got better.

There was a knock on the door and Kuai Heping, the head of the administrative department, pushed the door open and came in.

"Director, you haven't left the room this morning. What's the matter? If you have anything to say, just give me instructions. Why are you just staying in the room by yourself?"

"Okay, okay, Heping, your Tianjin dialect is making me hungry. Why are you here?"

"Hey, I almost missed the point. The Municipal Bureau has issued a notice. You and Deputy Director Zhou need to go to the bureau's conference room immediately for an emergency meeting."

"Okay, have you informed Lao Zhou?"

"I've informed you. He's waiting to take a ride on your old car."

"You want to take my car? Don't we have another car? I was thinking of going home to rest for a while after the meeting. My right eyelid has been twitching for the past two days, and my heart is also pounding. I always feel like something is going to happen."

"Oh, I'm telling you, if your left eye twitches, it means good fortune, and if your right eye twitches, it means misfortune. This is very important. You'd better be careful.

And that car, Wang Tusheng and Cheng Jianping drove away last night, and he hasn't come back yet. I'm saying, what kind of person is Wang Tusheng? He always acts so high and mighty, ignoring everyone. It scares me when I see him like that."

"Okay, okay, take a break. Let me tell you, you can't afford to offend him. He has someone above him."

"Well, I'm just telling you that I can't even show respect to you enough, how dare you provoke him?"

Yan Wenlong put on his uniform, took the wide-brimmed hat handed to him by Kuai Heping, smoothed his Mediterranean hair, and put the hat on straight.

"Heping, we're out of white flour. Hurry up and get two bags and send them over. My two unlucky children won't eat steamed buns made with 200g of flour, they only eat buns made with white flour."

"Okay, I'll send it over this afternoon."

Yan Wenlong came to the jeep and Zhou Hu quickly opened the door. Yan Wenlong rubbed his eyelids and got on the back seat of the jeep. Zhou Hu also got on the passenger seat and the car started.

Zhou Hu turned around and offered a cigarette to Yan Wenlong with both hands. Yan Wenlong took it and lit the cigarette with the match Zhou Hu had struck.

He leaned back in his seat and took a deep puff of cigarette. Only then did he feel much more comfortable in his chest and no longer as irritable as before.

"Old Zhou, you need to teach Cheng Jianping a lesson. Stop treating people today and tomorrow just because you have a lot of money. Is he afraid that others don't know that he has a brother who is the director of a grain station?"

Zhou Hu smiled widely: "Director, he just arrived at the bureau and wants to make good friends. This guy, how should I put it, usually likes to brag, but he is also very sensible. Just the other day, he brought two packs of cigarettes and a box of wine, saying that he would not bother me anymore and asked me to find a time to give them to you."

Yan Wenlong covered his mouth with his hands while smoking, but in fact his mouth corners were already grinning. This is good because he is sensible and knows how to communicate with the leaders while keeping a distance. Such cadres should be promoted more in the future.

"He's the deputy chief of the Legal Affairs Section now, right? Tell him to work hard, and if there's a chance, give him a promotion next year."

"Oh, then he really needs to work hard and not let his boss down."

The driver turned a deaf ear to him, as he was Yan Wenlong's absolute confidant.

"embolus."

"Hey uncle."

"Give me a piece of shit. My eyelids have been twitching a lot these past two days. I'll keep it in my pocket for a few days to calm down the evil spirits."

"Okay." The driver slowed down the car, reached out from under the seat, took out a brand new Browning, and handed it to Yan Wenlong.

Yan Wenlong took the gun with a cigarette in his mouth, skillfully removed the magazine, looked at the bullets, then nodded with satisfaction and put them into his briefcase.

Yan Wenlong let out a long sigh, and a smile finally appeared on his face: "After so many years of demobilization, I still feel at ease holding this piece of iron. Don't you think that when we are on the battlefield, under the hail of bullets, this guy is the most trusted partner?

I'm telling you, Lao Zhou, whenever I have a nightmare, I have to put the gun under my pillow. You say this is strange, but whenever I sleep with it under my pillow, I sleep soundly.

My wife always tells me to follow the gun, hahaha..."

Zhou Hu also laughed: "Then I see you don't usually carry a gun?"

Yan Wenlong smiled bitterly: "Is it because I didn't bring it? I forgot my gun under my pillow that day, and my little boy took it out to play secretly. You can imagine he's a soldier. He was only seven years old, and I don't know who taught him how to load the bullet. As a result, he shot and killed the neighbor's dog. This guy scared the neighbors and they all came to my house to complain.

My wife and I apologized and gave the man twenty yuan in compensation. I considered this dead dog as my own. You know what, dog meat is really delicious.

I haven't carried a gun since then, for fear that the boy might get out again and beat someone up. What should I do then? "

Zhou Hu laughed heartily: "Director, your little son will have great prospects in the future. Don't people say that good men come from naughty boys?"

"You know what, this kid is so bold, he's quite like me, hahaha..."

Zhou Hu knew that when you were talking to Director Yan, as long as you praised his son, the atmosphere would immediately become harmonious...

The jeep drove into the yard of the Municipal Bureau. Yan Wenlong looked out the window and saw people coming and going in the yard. There was no tense atmosphere at all.

He felt relieved. It seemed to be just an ordinary meeting, probably about conveying documents from the department. It was nothing serious.

The car drove to the front of the office building and stopped. There were already four cars parked in the open space in front of the building. He and Zhou Hu were from Haidian, a little further away from the Municipal Bureau.

Chaoyang and Dongcheng are closer, so they should have arrived first.

Yan Wenlong got out of the car. He didn't dare ask Zhou Hu to open the door. If Director Lu and Director Wang saw this, he would definitely be criticized and accused of his bureaucratic style.

Yan Wenlong looked up at the office building, peeled off the small piece of paper from his eyelids, and walked into the office building with Zhou Hu one after the other...