Spy Wars: I can get rewards by being a bully!

Chapter 626 New Year (Part )

East Gate Patrol Post.

This is where Uncle Lin started his career, and even many patrolmen privately say that this is where the dragon was born.

Of course, some people disagree with this. Although Mr. Lin is awesome, how far is he from being a "dragon"?

Whenever such an argument occurred, the patrolmen from the East Gate Patrol Station would rush forward.

"You still think it's nothing? Then let me ask you, have you ever seen someone like Mr. Lin, who went from a small patrol officer to the powerful Director Lin in Tianjin in just two or three years?"

"What? You said he's just a director, that's all? Grandma! Let me tell you, Director Lin is different from other directors. Go to the office and ask what Director Gao's attitude is towards Lin. Go to the Military Police Headquarters and ask if Lin's words are effective there. Go to the front army..."

After this kind of popular "debate" continued for a period of time, a consensus was formed, at least among the middle and lower class people in Peking: Master Lin is awesome!

At the patrol station, Zhuzi, dressed in patrol captain's uniform, was wiping the table in the office.

He had polished the table until it was shiny and glossy, as if it had been covered with a layer of wood wax and was covered with patina.

Today is New Year's Eve. Zhuzi put down the rag and looked at the sky. It was almost noon, but Uncle Lin and Brother Xiaoshou still hadn't returned to Peking.

Uncle Lin went to Tianjin, Brother Xiaoshou went to Tianjin, Niu Saner went to Tianjin, and even Brother Xie Quan went to Tianjin!

He didn’t take me with him. Does Mr. Lin think I’m stupid?

He sighed and continued to wipe the table with the rag.

After a while, the deputy knocked on the door and came in. Seeing Zhuzi like this, he quickly said, "Patrolman, don't worry. I have sent someone to the station to watch over him. As soon as Master Lin comes back, I will tell you immediately."

Zhuzi nodded. After being the patrol captain for some time, he had gained some authority. If he sat there upright, it would really look like the real thing.

Even though Zhuzi thinks that Master Lin might think he is stupid, people outside don’t dare to think so.

Firstly, he is one of Lin Ye's old team members. Although he is only the patrol captain of the East Gate, his words are very influential in the police station of the three outer districts, and he even has some face in the Beijing Police Department, so people dare not look down on him.

Secondly, although he is straightforward and does not know how to tact, this characteristic combined with his status is not only not a disadvantage, but has become his greatest advantage.

Who doesn’t say that Mr. Zhu is a fair and righteous man?

When two people of high status have a conflict, or even a quarrel that becomes too fierce, and finally they have no other choice, they often say, "Okay, let Master Zhu come and judge the matter."

Once Zhuzi gives the order, everyone will have to admit who was right and who was wrong.

After hearing what his deputy said, Zhuzi waved his hand and said, "Master Lin is busy. I won't bother him when he comes back. I just feel bad if he can't come back for the New Year. It's not easy for Master Lin to handle such a big mess! By the way, it's New Year's Eve now. Leave a few people on duty and distribute the New Year's gifts. Let the brothers go back and rest early. They still have to accompany their wives and children."

"Hey! I'll arrange it right away!"

Benefits!

Thanks to the fact that Uncle Lin had connections in the black market at Dongqianggen, it was no problem for him to get some scarce supplies.

Benefiting from this, the entire three outer districts also benefited, and the East Gate Patrol Station was even closer to the water and had the upper hand, making it extremely enviable.

During the Chinese New Year this year, Zhuzi took out an extra portion from the regular allowance, and collected a little from everyone else's regular allowance, pooling the money together to buy a lot of good things on the black market at prices far below the market price.

For each person, that means five pounds of noodles, two pounds of meat, two pounds of fat three fingers thick, and two frozen fish.

Don’t think these things are too little. Nowadays, these things are enough for a small family to marry a wife. Maybe the father-in-law will even be flattered: Do you want to marry one of my daughters or two?

Fan Laosi is also an old man at the Dongbianmen Patrol Station. He had eaten the duck oil crispy biscuits that were rewarded by Master Lin.

He originally became a patrolman out of helplessness: he attended a private school, and later in the Gengzi Year, his parents died, and his family fell into poverty, so he worked as an accountant, but the situation was getting worse year by year, and not long after, the shop he worked as an accountant went bankrupt.

There was no way. His body did not allow him to carry heavy bags at the dock. He wanted to pull a rickshaw but he could not compete with those strong young men from the suburbs.

At least I could read a few words and was chosen as a patrolman, which gave me a job to eat.

But this bowl of rice is not so delicious. It costs eight dollars a month. I have a wife and three children at home. Even if I eat noodles every day, life is still tight.

I can only pray to God to protect my family members from getting sick. If someone gets sick, I will be waiting to die.

But since Master Lin came, life has become different!

In the past, the patrolmen at Dongbianmen had no other purpose on the street except to chase away beggars and salute cars.

There are high-ranking officials who are tyrannical and domineering, and they dare not even fart.

But now?

In the jurisdiction of Dongbianmen, no matter whether you are a businessman or an official, who dares not give face to the patrol police?

Anyone who dares not to give face to the patrol police is not giving face to Master Lin!

The sense of satisfaction from improved status far exceeds the improvement in quality of life.

Now when Fan Laosi goes out, he stands up straighter and speaks louder!

After receiving New Year gifts from the police station, Fan Laosi slowly walked home.

When walking into the alley, he moved as slowly as a turtle.

Not long after, I met my neighbors.

When people saw it, they were like, wow! They’re giving out something again!

It was sent once on August 15th, and now it is sent again!

"Hey, Fourth Master, it's only noon and you're already off duty?"

Fan Laosi stopped and nodded amiably, "The boss is considerate of us and gave us half a day off."

"You have a great job. I see what you are carrying. Is this another gift?"

"Hey, nothing much was given, just a piece of meat, two fish, and some fat for oil. Whether it's worth the money or not is beyond my imagination, but the fat is hard to buy. My son and daughter have been talking about wanting to eat oil residue for a long time, and I've been worried about where to buy fat. Now, I can finally fool these three greedy little devils."

The neighbors are so envious!

Nowadays, other families are thankful to be able to eat white flour dumplings. But you have both fish and meat, and you can even make lard and eat the dregs.

Whoops!

"Fourth Master, Fourth Master, well, I wonder if you need anyone else. My son will be seventeen next year, and he can read a few words..."

Fan Lao Si laughed and said, "Okay, okay. I'll let you know if I have any news."

I thought to myself, you’ve called me a stinky-foot patrol many times before, why are you jealous now?

In this way, Fan Laosi went home greeting everyone along the way. When he got home, he listened to the cheers of his children and looked at his wife's smile.

I was drunk before I even drank.

It’s great to follow Master Lin!