Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

Dabao chuckled: "The department wants to use me to fish."

Lu Jianbang secretly called out to the clever boy: "Don't worry, I have already sent people to your place, but they are temporarily guarding the perimeter, and the police station still has to keep an eye on you."

After hanging up the phone, Zuo Mingyue quickly asked, "How is it?"

Dabao pouted and ruffled Zuo Mingyue's hair: "They use us as bait for fishing. However, my bait is not easy to swallow. If I'm not careful, I might eat the fish."

He left the office and sat at the table, started cleaning his gun and loading bullets into the magazine. He looked very relaxed and told Ergou a few jokes from time to time. The two of them laughed heartily.

In the big office, after Sun Qian finished asking Tang Liru questions, he seemed to understand something. He was about to go out and chat with Dabao when the phone rang.

Sun Qian picked up the phone and said lazily, "Sijiqing Commune Police Station, who are you looking for?"

A commanding voice came over the phone: "I'm from the Municipal Party Committee Office. I'm looking for the person in charge of your office."

"I am responsible. If you have any questions, please tell me."

Hearing Sun Qian's tone, the other party was stunned for a moment, then said: "I received an order from Deputy Mayor Qu to confirm with you whether Mr. Tang Junrong's daughter, Ms. Tang Liru, is in your police station?"

Sun Qian glanced at Tang Liru and hesitated for a moment, but she didn't give him a chance to think. "A comrade from the Municipal Foreign Affairs Office will come to your police station to pick you up within two hours. Please cooperate."

After the call was hung up, Sun Qian frowned. The call sounded fine, but there was always a weird feeling.

The phone rang, and Sun Qian picked up the call. A woman's voice came from the phone: "Is this the Sijiqing Commune Police Station? I'm a reporter from the Quanmin Daily. My last name is Cheng. Our newspaper has received news that Miss Tang Liru, the daughter of Shanghai industrialist Tang Junrong, is with you, right?"

Our editor-in-chief ordered me to do an exclusive interview with Miss Tang. Please prepare."

In just fifteen minutes, Sun Qian received seven calls. In addition to the Municipal Party Committee Office, reporters from the People's Daily, there were also calls from the Municipal Government Secretariat, the Finance and Economics Committee, and even the Civil Affairs Department.

These calls were all from big names, and Sun Qian's head was in a mess. He rushed out the door and told Dabao about the situation.

Dabao put down his cigarette, narrowed his eyes, and sneered: "This is really a mess, one person sings and the other comes on stage."

Sun Qian grabbed the cigarettes on the table, lit one, and put the rest into his pocket. Ergou has always admired Sun Qian's shameless behavior, because he doesn't understand how Fatty Sun can act so nonchalantly?

"Boss, my head is a mess. Do you think these departments are real or fake? How did they get the news so quickly?"

Dabao laughed and said, "There are some true and some false. First of all, the reporter from the Quanmin Daily must be fake. If you want to report on this, the best time to interview him should be when Tang Junrong comes to Beijing to pick up his daughter.

But now Tang Liru has been missing for four years, and you're interviewing her without knowing anything about her situation? Isn't this a joke?

"That's not right. Isn't a newspaper supposed to be about the unknown?"

Dabao stood up and pinched his chubby cheeks: "Think carefully, which newspaper did this reporter say he was from?"

"Let go, it hurts, it hurts, didn't I tell you, the People's Daily."

"Yes, the People's Daily is the official mouthpiece, and it values ​​stability. Why would it be so curious?"

Sun Qian said, "Oh, I understand." Boss Bao was right. Every word published in the People's Daily was carefully considered. It was support and interpretation of the policy. A news story about a capitalist finding his daughter would never make it to the front page of the People's Daily.

"So what's her purpose in making this call?"

Dabao grinned and said, "Let's check if Tang Liru is still in our police station."

"What do you mean? I don't quite understand."

"We're just a small police station in the countryside. It's much easier to kidnap someone here than to go to the city police station, right?"

"Kidnap? Fuck! Kidnap that Tang Liru? Is it that serious?"

"Why not? Tang Liru is Tang Junrong's only daughter. If we control Tang Liru, we can control Tang Junrong."

"Is Tang Junrong that important? Isn't he just a capitalist? Can he be richer than Lou Bancheng?"

Dabao's consciousness has spread, covering the entire police station. Now every blade of grass and every tree within a hundred meters is under his surveillance.

He turned to Sun Qian and said, "The future Asian shipping king, do you think he's important? Compared to Lou Bancheng and Tang Junrong, he's just a local tycoon."

"So awesome?" Sun Qian's eyes flashed. "Are those departments fake?"

Dabao shook his head: "No, it's true. They just want to take the credit."

The phone rang again, and Sun Qian ran in to answer it. Dabao sat down and put the magazine into the gun. He took out a pack of cigarettes, lit one, and threw the rest to Ergou.

Dabao really wants to live a peaceful and leisurely life, but these troubles always come to him one after another. Comparing these two lives, they are two extremes.

In his previous life, his life was like a stagnant pool of water, without a single ripple. Today passed, tomorrow would remain the same, and even ten years later, it would remain the same.

The only thing that made him feel alive every day was cooking a few delicious dishes in different ways, or telling different stories to his 1.65 meter tall fat sister. He didn't dare to die, because if he died, he would leave his sister alone, and he would be worried.

After his sister left, he dared to play those dangerous things, like winter swimming,

There are some things that only he knows. When he jumped into the cold river, even if he didn't see the pearl, he would not come out of the water. This dull life is too fucked up. He has long been tired of it.

But family affection is a pair of shackles that he cannot break free from or get rid of, and he can't even afford to die.

It's like everything in this life is the opposite of the last. The more you want to live a simple life, the more exciting it becomes. Dabao is completely confused. He can't figure out what's going on. Time? Space? The end of the universe? If only Einstein had lived two more years and figured out the end of the universe, he wouldn't have been so confused.

Dabao had originally thought it was okay, just living in two different worlds, but there were always some seemingly plausible historical events that kept popping up, waiting for him to change them. This made Dabao wonder if he was God's illegitimate child? After being reborn, he was given a background and cheats. Even a biological son couldn't compare to this, right?

. . .

With a smile on his face and his eyes slightly closed, he watched as four men got out of a jeep parked not far from the wall, and then the jeep drove away quickly.

The four men were dressed in plain clothes, with strong builds and straight backs. They were obviously military men. They slipped outside the police station wall and squatted down.

One of them took out a map and spread it on the ground. The four big heads gathered together and whispered: "This is a topographic map of the area around the police station. It has two walls, 3.15 meters high, a gate on one side, and a small lake behind it.

The enemy won't send out any experts in a hurry, so the four of us are enough.

Remember, if you spot an enemy, try not to use a gun if possible. The main goal is to capture them without alerting them."

Another one scratched his head: "Boss, we are a military reconnaissance company. How come we are being loaned to the Public Security Bureau for this? Does this small police station have anything important?"

"No more questions, this is an order. We will form teams of two and guard the two walls. Wang Tao and I, Li Ning and Liu Guoqiang will form a team and find a place to hide."

"Yes!" The four people dispersed immediately.

Dabao saw it and thought, "Oh my god! It's one of our own! My uncle is really good. He borrowed people from the military reconnaissance company to protect Tang Liru. This is a good idea. In the eyes of those who are interested, the Municipal Bureau doesn't care much about this matter and didn't send anyone from the Bureau. This is too tight inside and too loose outside.

You have to know that all the soldiers from the military district reconnaissance company are top soldiers, and they can easily deal with a few enemy spies...