noffsinger Chapter 237 You're firing a cannon at me
Chapter 237 You're firing a cannon at me
"Hang up first, I'll call you back later."
"Okay." Qin Dabao hung up the phone. He didn't dare to leave and just waited by the phone.
Sure enough, within five minutes, the phone rang and Dabao picked up the call.
Lu Jianbang said, "Dabao, I've contacted Director Duan of the Municipal Grain Bureau. He suggested that we not escalate this matter. You should arrest the station manager and the accountant tonight. It's best to do it secretly. Someone from the Grain Bureau will come to deal with it tomorrow morning."
"Okay, this is fine, uncle, are there any conditions?"
Lu Jianbang was stunned: "What conditions? What do you mean?"
"Just work for their grain bureau for nothing?"
Lu Jianbang was happy. Only then did he understand why Wang Guohua said that he and Dabao were father and son. He had just called Lao Duan to ask for conditions.
"What do you want?"
Dabao thought about it and realized that he had food and vegetables. If he wanted, the food in the space would be more than that in the food bureau. As for other things, he was not short of anything.
"Uncle, please ask for two jobs for me, at this grain station."
Lu Jianbang laughed and scolded: "Little bastard, you won't take any loss at all. Okay, I'll get it back from you after this."
"Uncle, why do I feel like I'm missing something? How about I say it again?"
"Come on, what time is it now? The Central Government holds meetings every day to discuss the food problem. Jobs at the Food Bureau are more sought after than those at the Public Security Bureau. Fortunately, you wanted a position at the commune grain station. If you wanted a position at the city grain depot, I think it would be difficult. Do you think this is not enough?"
Dabao knew it clearly in his mind. It is said that a cook would not starve to death in a famine, but it is even more unheard of that a grain shop would starve to death. These two jobs are really worth the money.
"Uncle, I have done something meritorious, right? Should we discuss a job opening at the police station?"
Lu Jianbang was completely convinced. This little bastard must have been a profiteer in his previous life. He was so skilled at bargaining.
He said angrily: "Okay, let's talk about it later. I'm hanging up. I need to eat. I'm so angry about you..."
After the phone call ended, Dabao excitedly slammed the table. This time, Second Aunt and Old Aunt had jobs.
When he left the big office, the workers had finished their meal and were working overtime. Dabao called Lao Wang over.
"It's already dark, why are you still working? Don't tire yourself out."
Master Wang took the cigarette that Dabao handed over, but he couldn't bear to smoke it, so he put it between his ears.
"Leader, we are all hardworking people. We feel uncomfortable if we don't work. It's better to finish the work as soon as possible so that we can feel at ease."
"Have you all eaten enough, Master?"
"I'm full. I didn't eat this much even during Chinese New Year. I'm stuffed to the bone."
Dabao laughed out loud. People who work hard are really good and much cuter than those who are cunning and cunning.
He opened the trunk of his motorcycle and took out two large front doors. He had forgotten when he bought them and had kept them in his space. It was only when he thought of this that he took them out.
Dabao threw the cigarette to Master Wang and said, "Let's share the cigarettes. Don't work too late. Go back and rest early."
Master Wang was stunned. He had lived through the Qing Dynasty, the Republic of China, and the New China, and had seen countless people and events. He had been working for decades, but where else had he seen such a generous host? All you could eat in mutton soup and steamed buns, and even cigarettes.
He blew his nose hard, wiped his face, and shouted, "Guys, work harder! The boss... no, the leader is giving us cigarettes."
His shout almost made Qin Dabao fall over as he was walking to the door. Why did it sound like a funeral?
After entering the office, Zuo Mingyue quickly handed over the bowl and chopsticks: "Eat quickly, it's getting cold."
Sun Qian stuffed a steamed dumpling in his mouth and almost choked. He couldn't believe that the gentle girl in front of him was actually the tigress, the female devil and the big monster...
He thought about it and thought, well, it's a monster. The monsters in the books are all ever-changing.
He shook his head and laughed as he thought, which made Dabao look disgusted. Is this guy seriously ill? How can he look so beautiful just by eating?
Qin Dabao poured some soy sauce and ate a steamed dumpling. It was delicious, stuffed with donkey meat and scallions, and every bite was full of oil. Wild donkey meat was truly delicious. No wonder the old saying goes: "There's dragon meat in the sky, and donkey meat on the ground." It seems like I'll have to take care of these wild donkeys in the future. I'll have to find someone to teach me how to make donkey meat hot buns. They're incredibly delicious. (Xiao Yuer has traveled extensively and even had his legs crushed on by train tracks. I believe there are two great things in the world that you can never get enough of: the braised chicken from the old shop in Dezhou Hutong, and the donkey meat hot buns from Baoding, especially the donkey meat hot buns with sausages bought early on the roadside. The taste... Xiao Yuer once ate at most five.)
He looked at the two little girls. They were eating the steamed dumplings with their hands instead of using chopsticks. It was because of this guy that their little faces and hands were covered in oil.
Zuo Mingyue tore up half of the beggar's chicken and placed it in front of Dabao. Dabao smiled and asked, "What? Didn't you eat it?"
Sun Qian almost cried, "I only ate the chicken head, chicken neck, and chicken butt, and she wouldn't let me eat the rest."
Qin Dabao ignored him, picked up two pieces, and fed them to the two little girls. The little girls were so happy that their eyes narrowed and they shouted in unison: "Thank you, Brother Dabao."
These two well-behaved little girls made Dabao miss Niu Niu and Wenwen even more. He decided to wait until the weather got warmer and bring his two sisters over to play with him for two days.
"Fatty, if you eat this chicken, I'll give you a task."
"Task? Is it difficult?"
"Easy to get."
"That's fine. I'll eat it." Sun Qian ate the chicken in big mouthfuls. He was not stupid. He had to ask clearly before eating. Qin Dabao curled his lips. He always knew that this fat guy was the most cunning. He looked like a pig, but his mind was loud. There was nothing wrong with what he said.
The door was pushed open and Yuxiu came in. Dabao chewed his dumplings and looked up and said, "Hey? Why isn't Yuxiu eating here?"
Zuo Mingyue hugged Yuxiu and said, "This little girl insisted on eating in the kitchen and wouldn't listen to anyone."
Dabao didn't care. He had his own persistence and bottom line. Yuxiu was embarrassed. Her two sisters were eating with the director and Sister Zuo. This was already her blessing. If she licked their faces and stayed, it would be too much.
This little girl is really good, sensible and knows when to advance and when to retreat. It is never too much to be nice to a child like this.
"Yuxiu, have Lao Liu and Fugui left for get off work?"
"No, they are still working at the institute today."
"Okay, please notify them. There will be a meeting in the main office in ten minutes."
"Okay." Lin Yuxiu ran out.
Sun Qian spat out a piece of chicken bone. The chicken was really delicious, and the bones were well-seasoned. He stood up, poured water into the basin, and began to wash his hands.
"Boss Bao, have you called the bureau? Did you hand this matter back to the Grain Bureau and have it handled quietly?"
Qin Dabao was not surprised at all that Sun Qian could guess the outcome. Not to mention that this kid came from a well-educated family, his father was also of a high rank. He saw and heard similar things every day. Even with his clever brain, it was easy for him to guess the above approach.
"That's exactly what the bureau meant. The higher-ups are taking any issue involving food very seriously. However, I think there's something going on, so the grain bureau doesn't want to reveal the truth.
But what makes me feel awkward is that we have to control the grain station director and the accountant without alerting anyone else. This is a bit difficult. It's almost dark now, where can we find anyone?"
"Why do we have to go look for him? Wouldn't it be better to let him come to us on his own initiative?"
Qin Dabao nodded: "I have thought about this. The head of the grain station is Cheng Jianmin. His son is in our care. He must come over tonight.
The key is that the accountant must have a black account book in his hand. Otherwise, if the higher-ups really come to audit the accounts every year, they won’t know where the loopholes are and how to fill them. So this black account book must exist.
The problem now is, if we arrest Cheng Jianmin and then alarm the accountant, and he destroys the black accounts, then there will be no evidence to prove the crime."
Sun Qian pondered for a moment. "According to Cheng Xiaozhi, the accountant's name is Li Erhe. He's the cousin of his father's mistress and also lives near the commune. Boss Bao, give me two people and I'll capture him and dig out the dirty accounts."
Qin Dabao patted his shoulder and said, "I'll give you Gou Fugui and Liu Xiangmei. We'll start the fight in the middle of the night. When we come back, we'll quickly interrogate them and reveal the truth about the crime."
Sun Qian scratched his head: "Is Gou Fugui okay? He's a drunkard."
Lin Yuxiu interrupted, "Brother Fugui hasn't drunk since yesterday."
"Ah? Is that possible?"
Dabao poured water from the thermos into the basin, tested the temperature, and said without turning his head: "Nothing is impossible. Once this person thinks it through, he will become a different person."
He placed the washbasin on a stool, took a little girl over, and washed her face and hands: "Fatty, your position as acting deputy director has been revoked. This incident is considered a meritorious service. Deputy section chief level is difficult to achieve, but if your uncle works hard, section chief level should be no problem."
"Fuck! Boss Bao, are you going to fire a cannon at me? Deputy Director? Haha, my dad won't scold me again this time, right? Hahahaha."
Dabao kicked him and said, "Be careful, don't scare the child."
Sun Qian covered his mouth and laughed. Dabao shook his head and sighed: "Such a good child, crazy..."
He asked another little girl to wash her face and hands: "Fatty, you should pay more attention to the affairs of the office in the future. Yue is in charge of the household registration logistics. Take Yuxiu with you. The bureau has given me three recruitment quotas. Does anyone have relatives or friends who want them?"
Sun Qian waved his hand: "Come on, keep it for yourself. My family has plenty of jobs like this."
This is the reality. Comparing yourself to others will make you die. It is extremely difficult for ordinary people to get a job, but for the powerful, it is just a matter of words.
Zuo Mingyue said: "Give me one, I'll see if Ergou will come. He's quite smart and works steadily. He's a good helper."
"Okay, let's go back to the city tomorrow. I have to go back to see my sister. She cried when I called her today."