Siheyuan: Started at 57, he is a ruthless person who doesn’t talk much!

"The cultural performance has been agreed to."

"That is to say, we have to start preparing for the performance from now on."

"The other day you said that this matter is up to you, kid. Was it a joke or was it true?"

Duomen said to Zhao Xiangyang with a smile.

"Of course it's true."

"Otherwise, Master Duo, do you think I was just trying to make you cough?"

Zhao Xiangyang shrugged and said with a smile on his face.

"well."

"Then let's find a time in the next few days to finalize the program."

"I'm telling you, kid, if you can stand out in this year's New Year's Day performance."

"If you can get directly sent to the department and get a good ranking in the top three, you can be awarded the third-class collective merit and the third-class individual merit, don't you know?"

Duomen winked and gestured.

"How can it be like this?"

"Then I will definitely work hard to come up with a good program and strive to get good results."

Zhao Xiangyang nodded and said.

"Then it's settled."

Duomen looked at Zhao Xiangyang very seriously and said.

"Master Duo, just wait and see."

"After get off work today, let's meet up and discuss this program."

"I have something else to do here, so I'll leave first. See you after get off work tonight."

Zhao Xiangyang waved at Duomen.

"Chengcheng."

"Then go and take care of your own business first. I still have a lot of things to do here."

"Let's meet at my place after get off work tonight."

Duomen nodded at Zhao Xiangyang.

"Then let's play it."

Zhao Xiangyang agreed and turned to walk towards Bai Ling's office.

"Dong dong!"

He came to the door of Bai Ling's office, raised his hand and knocked.

"Report."

Then he shouted inside.

"Come in."

Bai Ling put down the document in her hand and waved to the door.

"Yes."

After hearing Bai Ling's words, Zhao Xiangyang reached out and opened the office door.

"Good morning, Bai Ju."

He walked in slowly and saluted Bai Ling who was sitting on the chair.

"It's Xiangyang!"

"What's the matter with you?"

Bai Ling signaled Zhao Xiangyang not to be polite, stood up from the chair and walked forward to say.

"When I came back, I arrested a few old Wutou, who were Migrant Bird's accomplices."

"One of them was shot and injured by me, and I asked a few workers to take him to the hospital."

"There were several workers who came with me to escort the man to our police station."

"This information was told to me personally by their own people."

Zhao Xiangyang reported to Bai Ling.

"How did you find them and catch them?"

Bai Ling was stunned.

He immediately straightened his expression and asked seriously.

"Didn't you accompany Comrade Zheng Chaoyang to see this migratory bird this morning?"

"At that time, Comrade Zheng Chaoyang had something to do and couldn't come back with me, so I took the bus alone to return to our police station."

"When I saw these four people coming up halfway, I noticed that they seemed to have a murderous aura."

"They were carrying weapons, and they got off the bus at Nanluogu Lane, where we live."

"So I got off the car with them to take a look, and found that they were actually going to our courtyard, and they asked people in our courtyard where I lived."

"It just so happened that no one was at home at the time, so they headed for the overpass, so I followed them and asked them why they were looking for us. That's when they found out that I was Zhao Xiangyang."

"They started to pick up weapons and attacked me. After I subdued them, one of them confessed that they wanted to kidnap my family and force our police station to release their master, Migrant Bird."

Zhao Xiangyang quickly recounted what had happened.

"Give me the contact information of the workers who helped me. I will call their company and give them a good reward."

"Also, I will instruct Lao Chen to send a thank-you letter to their company in your capacity."

Bai Ling nodded, stretched out her hand and said.

"This is the contact information of those workers. I will go back and write the report now."

Because shots were fired.

So according to the regulations, Zhao Xiangyang needs to go back and write a report and submit it.

"Go."

"I'll call their workplace first."

Bai Ling waved her hand.

"Yes."

After Zhao Xiangyang saluted Bai Ling, he turned around and walked out of the office towards his own office.

When he arrived at the office, he found it very quiet.

Except for Yan Xiaoliu and Feng Yuxiu who were on duty, everyone else was taken out for training by Lao Xing.

"Captain, are you back?"

Yan Xiaoliu was drinking tea from a cup. When he saw the door open, he looked over here.

I found out that it was Zhao Xiangyang who came!

He stood up from his chair so quickly that he almost knocked over the teacup in his hand.

Old White, who was sitting opposite him and reading a newspaper, was so scared that he moved his teacup to the seat next to him.

"Ah."

"You guys take care of your own things."

Zhao Xiangyang waved to the two of them and went straight into the office.

Then he began to write the report on the shooting, and then wrote the program of the cultural performance.

A total of one song and one program were prepared, which can be performed separately or together.

If people from the three departments perform together, a few people from each department can make the performance very exciting and perfectly interpret the performance to express the effect they want.

"Drip!"

Just after Zhao Xiangyang put away the manuscript paper, he felt his hands were weak.

The noon horn signaling the end of get off work sounded in his ears, and he put the cap on his pen.

He stood up from the chair and stretched his arms and legs, then picked up the lunch box and walked out of the office.

"team leader."

"Let's go to the cafeteria together?"

At this time, Yan Xiaoliu and Lao Bai had packed up their things and walked out of the office with their lunch boxes.

"Let's go to the cafeteria together."

Zhao Xiangyang smiled and nodded, and the three of them walked towards the cafeteria together.

"Xiangyang."

As soon as he walked into the cafeteria, he saw Ma Yan sitting in an empty seat on the side and waving at him.

"I'll be here in a minute."

Zhao Xiangyang smiled and nodded at Ma Yan, then washed the lunch box in his hand with boiling water.

Then he followed the team, queued up to get his meal, and sat down opposite Ma Yan.