Yin and Yang mediator

Lu Ci is often on duty on weekends, and has saved up a lot of time off. If he uses up all the time off at one time, even if someone mutters something, he won't come to him and say it.

But if you really say that you have no opinion at all, that would be a lie.

Lu Ci, a rookie in the workplace, was called to the office to deal with complaints on the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday.

The reason for the complaint is very simple: "It is not possible to decorate during holidays, which will affect other people's rest."

Lu Ci said to Lu Zuojing sternly, and took a photo of the other party's "crime tools" by the way.

When he came last time, this was the yard that Li Haichun and his wife had built.The front and back yards of the intermediate households in the row are not big. There are several pots of onion and garlic in the front yard, and the backyard is simply deserted. Even weeding is helped by the property management.

But within a few days, Lu Zuojing's family had obviously moved in.He hasn't looked at the front yard yet, but the back yard is full of tools.There are saws, drills, chisels, automatic and manual.Those who didn't know thought it was some kind of shop.

Lu Zuojing was sweating all over his head, still smiling, and complained a bit embarrassedly: "Oh, I'm not doing decoration, I'm just a hobby."

"I don't care about your decoration or hobbies. The noise you make from these things exceeds the legal regulations and affects others. It is a fact. Today I will come to mediate first. If you have any objections, we can call the police." Lu Ci is excited today I was about to go home, but suddenly I was called over to work overtime, so I was unhappy.What's more, Lu Zuojing is not the boss, who cares about his face?

Lu Zuojing obviously didn't expect Lu Ci to speak so harshly, his round and kind smiling face froze for a moment, and then he said: "Oh, how can this matter be as serious as calling the police? Director Xiao Lu, don't take it so seriously. Okay, today is the holiday, everyone If you're all happy, I'll give you some face. Is it okay if I don't do it?"

Lu Ci still had a straight face: "You don't need to give me face, I hope you will do what you say."

Lu Zuojing stood on the road in front of the door, watched Lu Ci go away, and then spat: "Bah! The yellow-haired boy doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth, he thought he was in the ivory tower of the university. Call the police? Tell the teacher?" Holding a hammer, he turned back and forth, left and right, and everyone seemed to be reporting him.

There is a child in the family next door to the east, who is learning the violin, and every day he plays the violin worse than he saws wood. They will say anything about the sound of other people's homes, which will affect their children's musical ability; the single woman in the family next door to the west does not Do you know if there are any men, who are single at this age are either divorced or sick, who knows what kind of nerves; the old couple and young wife in the south, the old man has a bad temper, and the woman is shameless; Here, today... oh, I came to Wangxiang today, the old couple joined a choir, and their singing voice is not as soft as his sawing wood, but it's hard to say...

They are here in a row, six households in a row.If the suspects were extended to a whole row, there would be 18 households, but it would not be complete, and other households would meddle in their own business.

While he was thinking about it, he was walking home, when Director Zhou came for a walk and stopped him, "Xiao Lu, happy Mid-Autumn Festival."

Reflexively, he pulled out a simple and honest smile: "Aunt Zhou, happy Mid-Autumn Festival."

Director Zhou nodded with a smile, and looked at the layout of his yard: "Your things are pretty neat."

"Hobbies."

"Well, it's good that young people have strong hands-on skills. But be careful not to disturb the neighbors during holidays."

Lu Zuojing quickly nodded and said yes: "You are right, I am just about to clean up, and I have to go back to the village for the holidays."

He looked at Director Zhou's back as he left slowly, and pondered for a while: "Could it be her who reported it? It's possible." Isn't the gang of the business committee showing their presence by making trouble for others?

Tan Siyuan came out of the house: "What's the matter? I've got everything ready, so you drive the car over... Forget it, you'd better go take a shower and change your clothes. You agreed to go back for the holidays, how did you end up like this Sloppy?"

Lu Zuojing was not in a hurry, and put the hammer on a broken table in the yard that was used as a workbench: "Lulu hasn't come back yet, what's the rush? Oh, do you want me to pick you up at the station?"

Tan Siyuan's expression was uncomfortable for a moment, but Lu Zuojing walked in front of her and didn't see it: "My mother said that there is a children's troupe performance in Yuncheng today, and I will bring Lulu to play, and I will send it over tomorrow."

"The performance is not just for this day. Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival... Forget it, let Lu Lu accompany your mother." Lu Zuojing was obviously unhappy, and looked back at his wife's nearly 40-year-old, still beautiful face, and couldn't help but soften his tone , "Wait for me for a while, I'll go and change clothes. When you arrive in the village, if you don't want to see those relatives, stay upstairs and we'll leave after lunch."

Tan Siyuan nodded, and looked back at the sundries in the yard before entering the door, showing undisguised disgust.

Lu Zuojing said again: "I heard that my sister works in the street office. I just went back this time and asked Uncle for her contact information. When I find out who reported it, they are very interesting."

Tan Siyuan's chest jumped, and she calmed down before pretending to be nonchalant and asking: "Your uncle's family only has Lu Zuozhi as a son, where is sister?"

Lu Zuojing took the change of clothes prepared by his wife and went into the bathroom: "It's not my uncle, it's another relative of ours, the former head of our village. His daughter is a top student, a former lawyer, and is very famous in Yuncheng. I just don’t know if there’s something wrong with it, I’m not a good barrister, but I come back to work as a small civil servant in the street office, and I’m too old to get married, just like the one next door.”

Tan Siyuan thought to herself: Marrying someone like you is better than being single.

She was impatient: "Okay, okay, stop talking, take a shower quickly."

When Lu Zuojing and his wife left Shanbai Manor, Lu Ci and Xie Yibing also set off for Yuncheng.

Seeing Lu Ci's irritable face, Xie Yibing comforted him: "Don't worry. Director Lu and a few other colleagues are on duty during the day, and there are more colleagues in the night team at night. There is nothing we can't handle."

Lu Ci was not comforted: "I don't need others to share the work for me. I can even be a city manager by myself!"

On the surface, there is no independent urban management team in Wangxiang Street. If there is anything that needs to be done, the night team hires some temporary workers, and they do it carefully and efficiently.This group of people is currently under the jurisdiction of Lu Ci.

Lu Ci, the superficially polished commander, has already been in charge of three areas—digital city construction [cross-border version], fixed-point poverty alleviation in the local government, and mediation of residents' relations.

For the first two items, he can only say that the focus is on participation; for the latter item, he spent a lot of energy.

He scratched his head and explained his feeling: "I always feel that Wangxiang is too dependent on the underworld."

Xie Yibing didn't expect him to say this: "It doesn't count who depends on whom. Besides, the integration of the two worlds is a major trend, and they will always develop together in the future."

"I know." Lu Ci frowned, and reorganized the language, "I mean, now Wangxiang Sub-district Office, whether it's a colleague from the night team, or a temporary worker like a takeaway guy or an urban management, is actually in the underworld. Is it a very powerful character? There shouldn’t be many people like this in the entire underworld?”

Ever since he mastered the skills of going back and forth between the two worlds, he has traveled to the underworld a lot.Although there are not many places to go, many large and small hells are afraid to go alone, and the wilderness is even a restricted area for Xiaolu, but the city where Xie Yibing's family is located... or in the city, he did not go around much.

It is rare to see people.

The huge city was silent.

The only place where people can be guaranteed to meet is the city gate.

There are an unknown number of janitors there.

These true uncles who have been dead for an unknown number of years are all serious and unsmiling, and they are completely different from the ghosts who guard the hell.

He once encountered the city gate guards changing shifts. After get off work, the uncles still looked super serious, and they felt oppressive at a glance.He didn't dare to strike up a conversation at all.

No, digressing.

The crux of the problem is that there are so few people in such a big city, which means that there is a high probability that there are not many real permanent residents in the underworld, and even fewer people are available.

According to what he learned from chatting with a few errant brothers and sisters when he was free, the ghosts who stayed in the underworld for a long time were roughly divided into two parts, one part was the ghost waiting to be reincarnated, and the other part was the ghost cultivator.

Among the ghost cultivators, some find a place to practice silently, and some work for the underworld in exchange for resources and merit.But all paths lead to the same goal. For ghost cultivators, serious work is cultivation, and going out to work can only be regarded as a part-time job, even if they are civil servants.

Xie Yibing understood what he meant: "Yes, you are right. If the area where the two worlds merge increases, other places will certainly not be able to invest so much manpower like Wangxiang."

There are not many ghost cultivators, let alone ghosts like him.

In the current Wangxiang Street, not only he and Huali are the two Yin gods, but also the land father-in-law who is not inferior to the Yin god. Most of the ghost cultivators who can stand on their own can only run errands as takeaway boys.

But how many people are there in Wangxiang?The registered population is less than 3, and the permanent resident population is about the same. The floating population can be slightly more, but it is less than 5.And how much manpower did they invest in the underworld?

Simply and roughly converted to the whole country, it is obvious that this ratio is inappropriate.

"Digitalized cities can be rolled out, and manpower can be reduced a lot." Xie Yibing said with a sigh, "Come on a little bit, I don't know how long it will take for the whole system to run." People are not simple models, there are too many Unpredictable, even if the system is actually put into trial operation, the follow-up maintenance and upgrade will be a very large system engineering.

Lu Ci took a sip of wolfberry and American ginseng tea, raised his head and squinted his eyes and smiled: "So we need to increase manpower appropriately. The urban management team still needs to be built. At that time, I will bring three thousand urban management to sweep away...cough cough cough!"

Xie Yibing rolled his eyes, and complained: "You still choke on drinking water, and you still sweep? Think about something else."

Seeing the red light, Lu Ci leaned over and kissed his face: "What else do you want? You can't."

Xie Yibing crushed the steering wheel.

The author has something to say:

deer social phobia

Deer: (○'ω'○)

Hell Guard: (▼_▼)

Xiaolu (￣△￣):!

The deer put down the fruit and ran away.

Underworld Guard A╰(￣▽￣)╭: Thank you, Mr. Daoist, for sending fruit!

Underworld Guard B ╰(￣▽￣)╭: Oh!

Underworld Guardian A╰(￣▽￣)╭: Mr. Xie's Taoist partner is sending fruit again!

Underworld Guard B ╰(￣▽￣)╭: Oh!

Guardian of the Underworld (~￣▽￣)~: Mr. Xie's Taoist companion is really shy and introverted.

（完）感谢在2021-09-2214:23:41~2021-09-2315:10:45期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!