Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

Zhang Sheng and the driver of the second car continued to look for a tire repair shop, and they walked for another three or four kilometers before finding the shop.

This time, the tire repair shop was open, and a dark and ugly man with a rough face was squatting next to some kind of gas cylinder, smoking a cigarette, and the end of the cigarette was flickering with sparks.

"My fellow, our tire is punctured, can you fix it." The driver of the second car smiled and handed him a cigarette.

"It's punctured? How do you know it's punctured? A stone on the side of the road can also break a tire." The rough-faced black and ugly man looks fierce if he doesn't speak, and even more ferocious when he speaks. He stood up , is only about 1.6 meters high, but the upside-down tobacco is 1.23 meters.

Zhang Sheng stared intently and took a breath of air-conditioning. This fellow's tobacco rod is only long, but the tobacco pot in front is actually made of copper. It is big and round, with the width of three thumbs together. Such a big guy Knocking on the body is probably not as easy as hitting the body with an iron rod.

The driver of the second car also saw it, and scolded in his heart, "Troublemakers come out of poor mountains and evil waters." His face was already smiling, and he said with a smile: "We just guessed, don't be angry, please come with us."

"It's okay, don't guess." The rough-faced black and ugly man sat down again, raised the long-handled dry tobacco and smoked it, and said: "Push the tire over here, and send it to me to mend it."

Zhang Sheng was in a hurry. They walked for more than an hour when they came here, and then walked back and forth. Not to mention whether they were tired or not, the time delay was too long. He rushed to talk: "The road is too far, you go with us, In a while, we'll drive you over here."

The rough-faced black ugly man raised his head in surprise, looked up and down at Zhang Sheng, showed a circle of irregular yellow teeth, and said with a smile: "Do you think we country people are stupid?"

Zhang Sheng panicked for a while: "How can it be?"

"Can't? Can't you lie to me, Lao Yang? I'll follow you there and help you mend your tires. You guys surrounded me and filled the well. My mother doesn't even know... It's still far away, what a fart of Lu Yuan, Just half a mile in front of the wasteland, how far can it be? I don’t know the nails I put in?”

Zhang Sheng was even more flustered, there were too many slots, and he didn't know which sentence to answer, fellow, are you really okay with being so honest?

The rough-faced, dark and ugly man who called himself Lao Yang suddenly recalled it, and said "Huh", after thinking about it, he suddenly became furious, and shouted, "You stabbed me?"

As soon as the voice fell, the black and ugly man danced the pipe, banged on the metal rod hanging from the beam of the house, and shouted: "Outsiders are bullying people, outsiders are bullying people..."

In just half a minute, two ugly-faced black and ugly men rushed in, and a half-sized man was poking around at the back door, probably considering whether to put a message tree.

The mountains in Hedong are full of old revolutionary areas, the fire of revolution has never been extinguished, and the resistance to power has never stopped!

Comrade Zhang Sheng, a cultural person from Beijing who studied English, went to university, worked as a civil servant, and then resolutely went to sea to work in a well-known foreign company, was immediately frightened, and whispered: "I...I didn't stab you."

The driver of the second car said calmly: "Zha Jinhua's piercing means deceiving, blackmailing."

Zhang Sheng, a well-educated and well-educated intellectual, shouted: "I didn't lie to anyone, I didn't lie to you. Our car was punctured six or seven miles behind, and the tire repair shop over there was closed. Came here."

"The one from the previous cornfield?"

"Yes, yes." How did Zhang Sheng know that corn was not corn?

He nodded first, and then he said, the people in front of him were all holding farm tools in their hands, and his face was not as strong and tattered as Mother Earth's.

The original black-faced rough man believed Zhang Sheng's words, nodded, and said, "That's Bangchui's territory. If you say he's Bangchui, he can't even find a piece of wasteland. What if the car crashes into the cornfield? Ruin it." Food."

The second-born black-faced rough man followed and said, "Bangchui is smart. If the car crashes into the cornfield, don't you have to pay for the cornfield?"

"Their cornfield?"

"Hey, how could he be willing? He puts them in front of other people's cornfields. When the time comes, he will take the money and make up a few corn cobs. The last time the coward's house was crushed twice, the mallet was given to someone with a dustpan." The corn is done."

"The idiot will admit it?"

"I don't know how to drop it, I don't even know that there is not even a dustpan of corn."

"Bangchui is really bad." The original black-faced rough man shook his head, sat down again and lit a cigarette.

Zhang Sheng whispered: "Then... shall we go back and push the tires?"

"Don't push it, we won't repair it if you push it over, the place where your car broke is the property of Bangchui's family, you go find Bangchui."

Zhang Sheng was dumbfounded: "That tire repair shop is closed."

"Maybe go out for a drink or something, just wait."

Zhang Sheng was speechless: "How long will it take?"

"How do we know?"

"It's none of my business!"

The original version of the black-faced rough man and the secondary version of the black-faced rough man cursed in unison.

The driver of the second car sighed, and whispered in Zhang Sheng's ear, "I told you not to talk."

Comrade Zhang Sheng was speechless.

"Have you brought any money? Don't give it to me, just tell me how much you have, whisper in my ear, and I will pay for it myself."

Zhang Sheng was aggrieved and said next to the earwax of the driver of the second car: "I brought 200."

The driver of the second car said "hmm", took money out of his wallet, and took 20 yuan from it, walked to the front, and said in Pingjiang dialect: "My fellow, please help, we really have something to do, we are in a hurry." .”

The black-faced rough man took the money and said, "It's poor... my second son, you should go for a while and charge you for running errands. Don't do this and that again later."

"Thanks, let's go back and wait." The second car pulled Zhang Sheng away and returned on foot.

It was another five kilometers to march back. The people in front of the small convoy had to wait for them to fall asleep before seeing them. After Zhang Sheng reported it clearly with a sullen face, and then waited for someone to repair the tire, it was dark again.

"Xibao Town is not easy to go to." Team Leader Feng looked at the deep night ahead and sighed deeply.

"Is it good to go or not, let's talk about it when we go." Seeing that the car was repaired, Zhang Sheng came to urge him again.

"I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry." Team Leader Feng glanced at him and said, "It's getting dark, and we can't go to Xibao Town today. Let's go back to Xi County."

"Huixi County?" Zhang Sheng turned pale with shock, and hurriedly said, "Group Leader Feng, we are now close to Xibao Town and far from Xi County, why are we going back the other way?"

"We are familiar with Xi County, but we don't know what's going on in Xibao Town." Team leader Feng is such a smart person. The changes in the past two days have already made him suspicious.

If this was the investigation team of the Bureau of Commerce itself, Team Leader Feng might have to concentrate and deal with it carefully, but this was an investigation accompanied by Zeneca, so it would be different from the No. 0 task force.

Of course, we still need to concentrate on dealing with it carefully, but the goal of dealing with it is Zeneca.

Team leader Feng looked at Zhang Sheng and thought: You may know the general situation in China, but you don't know the situation in Hedong.

In China, the old revolutionary base areas have always been difficult to manage. The so-called old and young frontier poor refers to the old revolutionary base areas, ethnic minority autonomous areas, border areas and underdeveloped areas. Among them, there are 241 old districts and counties across the country, distributed in 17 provinces, autonomous regions and municipalities. They used to be difficult for the central government to administer, and they still are.

Moreover, the old district now has political advantages.

Group leader Feng didn't know the situation of the West Fort Meat Factory, but the current scene was enough to make him vigilant.

Having worked in the Commercial Bureau all his life, Group Leader Feng has seen obedient state-owned enterprises, disobedient state-owned enterprises, cadres and workers of state-owned enterprises who are submissive and dare not speak up, and also those who dared to drag the emperor down from his horse. State-owned enterprise cadres and workers.

From the 1950s to the 1980s, state-owned enterprises were ups and downs. They fought battles, established the third front, had fights, and worked as secretaries...

Team Leader Feng recalled that there were many people in the Xibao Meat Joint Factory, and they were unwilling to step into this place in the dark.

"Let's go back to Xi County to fix it first, buy two more spare tires tomorrow, and then leave." Team leader Feng gave the order and got into the co-pilot of the third car. Now only the tires of the third car are new.

The driver of the three cars turned his head and said, "Leader, there are too many things in the trunk, and I can't fit the spare tire."

"On the roof of the bundled car." Team leader Feng answered casually and closed his eyes.

On the fourth day of the trip, the convoy returned to Xi County.

When they were about to reach the county party committee guest house, Team Leader Feng opened his eyes and said, "From now on, you guys, pay attention to drinking water and eating, and don't follow other people's ways."

The deputy team leader in the back row was surprised: "Who dares to poison?"

"Don't dare to poison, what's so great about stumbling." Team leader Feng said indifferently: "I have a classmate who works in the sports committee. He said that their athletes go to other provinces and cities to play competitions. A team leader is in charge of eating and drinking, and the athletes are also strictly forbidden to drink the food and whoever is given by others, no matter how fat the meat is, no matter how good the tobacco, alcohol and drinks are, do you know why?"

"Someone tripped."

"Yes, every year there are children who are young and can't control their mouths. They secretly eat things given by others. As a result, when they are on the field, their legs are weak. Who do you blame? Look for the referee. The referee can't control it. Find the sports committee of other provinces and cities. In the end, I can only blame my own mouth." Team leader Feng looked back and said: "We are all old, pay attention to eating and drinking, don't make your legs weak, go back and let Wife scolded."

Several people laughed hey.

The deputy team leader said: "I will notify the team members when I get off the bus."

"Notify in private, so as not to cause bad influence. People from Zeneca should not notify, we are just speculating, don't let people think that we have internal strife or something."

"Then if they eat the wrong thing..."

"I can't die anyway." Team leader Feng said indifferently: "Go tomorrow if you can, if you can't, just rest for another day."

"Is it okay?"

"It doesn't matter, it's just a delay of a few days at most." Group leader Feng said with his neck up, "Xibao Meat Factory is a state-owned enterprise, and Zeneca is a foreign enterprise. We welcome foreign enterprises to invest in China, and we don't want us to help them." If foreign companies bully Chinese companies, it doesn’t matter if they are a few days late.”

In his heart, Team Leader Feng also wanted to take this opportunity to observe how strong the forces hindering the investigation team were.

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