The scumbag looks at me wrong

Wen Si still went to work the next day.

Woke up at six o'clock in the morning, pressured Qi Sheng to do it only once, then got up refreshed wearing a police uniform, cooked porridge, boiled eggs, heated milk, prepared a few dishes, and prepared Qi Sheng's breakfast , with a slice of bread in his mouth, and ran to work.

As soon as he walked into the small police station, the old director stood at the door, holding a cup of health-preserving tea, and said with a smile, "Not bad, not bad, not only came to work, but also not late, Xiaowen, it seems that you really care about this." job."

"Who made me love this job." Wen Si didn't feel guilty at all for his words.

Last night, Qi Sheng tried to persuade her for several hours, but after seeing and hearing Si, she was unmoved and gave up.

But when Wen Si was courting, Qi Sheng was extremely cooperative.

After a strenuous exercise, Qi Sheng said, "Go to work tomorrow."

Wen Si was still full of thoughts, "..."

In fact, at that time, Wen Si wanted to say, don't talk about going to work, even if you kill me immediately, I will personally give my life to you.

The old director was very pleased, "Young people just need to be so energetic."

Wen Si idly sat on the office chair, took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Qi Sheng.

——Eat breakfast when you get up, don't be hungry.

Qi Sheng was drinking porridge, saw the message, and only replied one word.

--Um.

Qi Sheng's coldness was completely different from the enthusiastic him last night.

——You were not so cold last night, you were like a clingy goblin when you clung to me.

Qi Sheng, "..."

——Let’s go to work well.

Wen Si, who received the message, glanced at it, and the thoughts about the scene last night were like a fire burning.If it happens again, he is afraid that he will lose his body and spirit.

Tut tut, I can't think about it anymore.

Wen Si put down his cell phone and forcibly stopped those wild horse-like thoughts in his mind.

"Xiao Wen, go out on patrol with me." The veteran film policeman wiped his glasses and threw the key to Wen Si.When I was old, I liked to chatter. Wen Si was sitting in the car, and the old film policeman began to chatter again, "You, the director was afraid that you would die from overwork and forced you to rest. If you refused, the night shift rushed to work. After the night shift, I continued to work on the day shift. Now it’s good. I took ten days off for half a month. The director said yesterday that you will definitely not come. Sitting at the door early in the morning waiting, the old director appreciates you very much, not watching For your father's sake, he thinks that you are a talent."

"Let me tell you secretly, the old director recommended you to the Fuji City Public Security Bureau. There is a shortage of people there, and the document for promoting talents was issued, and the old director recommended you immediately. In a few days, there should be news.”

Logically, Wen Si should be happy.

But now that he had Qi Sheng, he became hesitant. Going to the City Bureau would no longer be like a gangster police station, free and easy.He didn't want Qi Sheng to wait for him when he left early and returned late every day.

There was no excitement between his eyebrows and eyes, and the old film policeman glanced at him, "Did you know it a long time ago, and you are so calm."

"The transfer order hasn't come down yet, so I'm happy for nothing."

The old movie policeman nodded, "That's true."

The dilapidated police car drove slowly on the main road, and stopped to mediate when encountering trivial matters.

The old film policeman spoke dryly, remembering that the thermos bottle was still in the car, and the two shopkeepers and women in front of them who were arguing over a watermelon could only lick their lips, patiently, and continued to persuade.

Wen Si glanced at him, walked towards the police car parked on the side of the road with long legs, stretched out his hand, picked up the thermos, squeezed into the crowd of spectators again, and handed it to the veteran policeman.The old policeman took it and didn’t have time to drink it. The owner of the watermelon stand held the old policeman’s arm and slobbered, “Comrade policeman, I really charged her 50 yuan. Trust me. I’m in business. After so many years, can it still go wrong?"

"Is the money I gave fifty or one hundred? Can't you tell the difference? You don't even look at the money you have received, and you are justified in finding the wrong money. If you do business like you, who will dare to come in the future."

The veteran film policeman was also helpless, "Did any of you see that when the lady handed over the money, was it fifty or one hundred?"

The crowd watching the excitement, you look at me, I look at you, they all shook their heads, not daring to talk nonsense and show off.

Wen Si's solution to this kind of thing was simple and rude. He put 50 yuan in his pocket and threw Zhang Baibai into the hands of the stall owner, "Give her some change."

The stall owner took the money and was stunned. There are still people who operate like this. You policemen are like you. I’m afraid your salary is not enough. The money in your hand is instantly hot.

The woman also opened her eyes wide, and forced her sharp voice back into her throat.

"When collecting money from now on, keep your eyes on the spot, otherwise you will be the one who suffers." Wen Si didn't have much patience for this kind of thing. He knew that women were more likely to fish in troubled waters, and the stall owner had been doing it for so many years anyway. In buying and selling, those who look at the six ways rarely make mistakes.

The stall owner had no choice but to nod repeatedly, and gave the woman some change.

The old film policeman and Wen Si returned to the car, and sighed at Wen Si, "Xiao Wen, if this kind of thing happens so many times that your monthly salary is not enough to compensate you, you should ask the bystanders more. , someone must have seen it, and they all piled up to buy watermelons."

Wen Si touched the cigarette in his pocket, and handed it to the veteran film policeman, "Smok more and talk less. My grandfather can live to be 80 years old and his body is still so healthy because he doesn't talk much."

The old film policeman, "..." Even though your grandfather talks a lot, he is still in good health because he is rich.

The two sat back in the car and drove slowly on the road. The stall owner caught up from behind the car and stopped in front of the car. Wen Si stepped on the brakes. Just as he was about to ask him what else he wanted to do, the stall owner handed over a 50 The money arrived at the driving window, with embarrassment on his honest and honest face, "Comrade police, I don't feel safe holding this money, you should take it back. Maybe I really misread the amount that the woman handed over. I If you accept the money out of conscience, this pimple may disappear after a while, or it may be in your heart for the rest of your life. When you think about it by chance, you will be bored and flustered, and you will regret not returning the money to you at the beginning. It’s better to regret it later. How about it, why not do it now, without regrets!"

After speaking, the stall owner raised a candid smile, fearing that the news shop would not accept him, he threw the money away and ran away. The 50 yuan rolled into a ball and landed on his chest.

Wen Si, "..."

The old film policeman opened his mouth wide in surprise, and after Wen Si put away the money on the account, he closed it silently, gave Wen Si a thumbs up, and boasted: "Okay, this move uses retreat as an advance. Try it too."

Wen Si: "..." Taking retreat as a fart, I am not short of money.

"Don't try it. If you lose a pack of cigarettes at poker, you can fight someone. If it's 100 yuan, you can't go crazy."

Old movie policeman: "..."

Wen Si ignored the old policeman's eyes, held the money and thought about it.

……

Seeing that it's time for dinner, I usually find a place to settle with the old film police, and today is no exception.

Wen Si ordered a rice bowl, took a few mouthfuls casually, and stood at the door of the restaurant drinking water.

A foreigner approached Wensi and asked him the way, "hello, doyouKnowwhereHengHeRoadis?"

Wen Si was dumbfounded, and the foreigner repeated it again.The pronunciation of Henghe Road is deliberately emphasized.

Wen Si looked around, but there was no one who could help, and the dead foreigner was waiting for him to show the way.

He had no choice but to clear his throat and stammered, "You, you, turnleft, then, turnright, again, turnright, do you understand?"

The foreigner was confused by his English mixed with Chinese. He gave him a thumbs up and pronounced in jerky Chinese, "Pengyou, your English is as bad as Wo's Chinese."

Wen Si, "..."

After the foreigner finished boasting, he walked away, and the old film police laughed loudly, "Xiao Wen, if your English teacher is here, you will be very angry."

The English teacher who was chanted was teaching a paper to a student in the office, sneezed inexplicably, and then pointed to a reading comprehension line of the paper, "The answer is in the question, even if you close your eyes, you can copy a few sentences correctly. You It’s exactly the same as the rich second generation I taught before, the answer is placed in front of you, and you don’t know how to copy it, and patriotism is not such a love method. Forget it, I’m so mad, give up, and look at the next question.”

The boy who was scolded to the point of numbness said, "...Teacher, I can't understand the next question either."

English teacher,"……"

……

The police officer in the old movie finished laughing, held a thermos filled with water, and urged Wen Si, "Go for a drive, take a walk around, and then go back to the house. It's too hot this year, it's so hot in mid-May. July and August How to get through it! I don’t know if there will be more high temperature subsidies this year—”

Wen Si automatically filtered the nagging of the old film policeman, handed him a cigarette, and drove off.

Wen Si felt that it would be good if he could be transferred, the old film policeman could chatter better than the aunt of the neighborhood committee.

Back in the institute, the old director was in his office to meet the leaders who came to select talents.

Before Wen Si's butt was hot, he was called in to answer questions and test his ability.

The old director wrote a letter of recommendation, eloquently describing the contribution Wen Si made in the institute this year. Wen Si has quick response, good physical strength, and quick work. He fully agrees with their requirements. As the second son of the Wen family in Fuji City, if an accident happened accidentally when he was out on the job, the Wen family might cause trouble.

Wen Si stood aside in a military posture, and could see through their thoughts at a glance, "I can make my own decision, and my parents fully respect my opinion."

Several leaders looked at each other in blank dismay, stumped for a while.

The old director said with a cheerful smile, "I'll call Mr. Wen right away and let me know."

In just 2 minutes, Wen Fuwen hung up the phone. He didn't intend to interfere with what Wen Si was determined to do. Even if it wasn't for his parents, for Qi Sheng's sake, he had to weigh how many lives he had to toss.

Several leaders discussed in low voices, and the leader reached out his hand to Wen Si, "Comrade Wen Si, welcome to join our City Public Security Bureau, Criminal Investigation Brigade."

Wen Si stretched out his hand and held it, feeling a little agitated.

"Tomorrow you come to the City Bureau to report on time at eight o'clock, and someone will take you."

Wen Si just drifted out of the director's office as if sleepwalking, sat back in his seat, and suddenly remembered that he hadn't asked Qi Sheng's opinion yet.

In a hurry, he tidied up a few items on the desk, planning to go back and talk to Qi Sheng at night.

"Xiaowen, congratulations on your promotion. We all have seen your ability. After get off work, I will treat you to dinner." An old policeman sitting opposite him said.

"En." Wen Si agreed.

With the leaders around, a few policemen didn't dare to make too much noise, agreed on a place to eat, and started to work.

They don't come across a few major cases throughout the year, and criminal cases are specially transferred to the criminal police department. At most, they investigate burglary, deal with fights, and other trivial matters.

The director sent people to the door, and shook hands with the leaders one by one to say goodbye. After sending the people away, the director patted Wen Si on the shoulder, "Xiao Wen, don't disappoint my expectations of you."

"Director, we are going to celebrate Xiaowen after get off work, will you join us?"

The director nodded, "Go, if you don't get drunk, you won't return."