Qin Xiaobing thought that Li Wenguang, the boss of the Municipal Bureau, said that Qin Dachuan was a good child, so it was time to let him go. As for whether to give him a bonus to comfort the wronged hero, it was secondary.
But how did he say that things are not so simple?
This is nothing more than punishing those who are wrong, rewarding those who are right, and the police are the authority responsible for identifying right and wrong. Why is it not simple?
Compared with the simple Qin Xiaobing, Xia Xiaoyun, who was originally very simple but now has become a rainbow color, immediately guessed why Li Wenguang said so.
Qin Xiaobing stared at a pair of clear eyes with obvious loss and murmured, "is it related to the interests of some people? Whose interests can my brother involve in doing something good? "
If it weren't for his different identity from before, Li Wenguang would tell sister Xiaobing everything he experienced in the conference room: look, the people's heart is so dirty and complex, and its despicable and selfish degree is not what you can think of.
Thinking that he could not even tell Qin Xiaobing the truth, Li Wenguang sighed and said, "President Xia, Secretary Qin, please rest assured that I will get justice for Qin Dachuan sooner or later."
After Xia Xiaoyun said that sentence, Li Wenguang didn't admit it, but she didn't deny it, which proved that she didn't guess wrong. She knew she wouldn't get any results if she asked again. She stood up from the sofa and stretched out her right hand: "Li Ju, that's a lot of trouble for you. If there's anything I can do for you, just say it. "
"Thank you, Mr. Xia, for your strong support."
Li Wenguang gently gave her a little hand, and his eyes showed obvious admiration: the child, who has insight and price, knows that some things can only be speculated by himself, but he can't ask.
Qin Xiaobing is not as savvy as Xia Xiaoyun. When he wondered that general Xia didn't say a few words and didn't even see how brother Dachuan left, he couldn't help asking, "Li Ju, can I take my brother with me?"
This child is really simple!
Li Wenguang suddenly wanted to laugh, but as soon as his smile came up from the corner of his mouth, he converged and replaced it with shame: people are not wrong. Her brother shouldn't be detained in the Municipal Bureau after he acted bravely. He can walk with his head held high at any time. Yes, but some of us (officials) ignore other people's feelings and just want to take this opportunity to seek for himself Keep your own interests. The two sides are different.
"Secretary Qin, Qin Dachuan can't go now, and you can't see him."
Li Wenguang took the initiative to reach out to Qin Xiaobing and said in a dignified tone: "but in the name of the director of the Municipal Bureau, I assure you that Qin Dachuan will not suffer any unfair treatment in the Municipal Bureau. He just stayed for the time being and cooperated with us to investigate the truth, so please rest assured."
Even if Qin Xiaobing is simple, she can figure out some flavor at this time. If she knows that she wants more from Li Wenguang, it will embarrass others. After all, she is the director of the first municipal bureau. If she can show such an attitude, it will give her face.
Originally, when I was in the airline, I thought that the unpleasant intrigues in the crew should be almost the same as the official struggle. It seems that it's not the same. It's too much difference -- Qin Xiaobing thought when he got on the bus with a gloomy look.
At this time, the sunset has set in the west, and it is going to be dark. There are obviously more vehicles and people on the street.
Like Qin Xiaobing, Xia Xiaoyun didn't speak after getting on the bus. She stared out of the window in a daze and didn't know what she was thinking.
"President Xia, shall we go home?"
Laura asked softly as she drove to an intersection.
"Ah, go home."
Xia Xiaoyun blinked and nodded.
The matter involves the official struggle, which has been greatly out of Xia Xiaoyun's control. Now she can only wait for the moment when the truth comes out, as Li Wenguang said.
But to tell the truth, Xia Xiaoyun really didn't take Qin Dachuan's business as work.
This is not to say that she doesn't care about brother Dachuan's life and death, but that Qin Xiaobing's troubles are definitely drizzled compared with what she is facing at present.
Soon, the car drove onto the bluestone bridge.
Over the years, the road surface of the small bridge has long been uneven, and the car will bump when passing.
When Xia Xiaoyun shook her body, some stuffy brain suddenly flashed a light: Hey, how can I forget them?
Xia Xiaoyun suddenly thought of the two of them, one is Ye Mingmei, who is building bridges and roads in the southern mountainous area and doing good deeds, and the other is Zhang Yi, who has something in her hand.
Although she doesn't know much about ye Mingmei's relationship with the Yan family, Xia Xiaoyun can judge from her spiritual appearance that the woman should be relaxed with all her heart, which proves that she has become Mrs. Yan again. At present, she lives in a corner of the Tang Wang Hill just to fulfill her promise to Fang Yuan.
If you tell Ye Mingmei about Qin Dachuan and ask her to do her a small favor -- yes, throughout the officialdom of the Tang Dynasty, any struggle should not be a big deal in Ye Mingmei's eyes. It is estimated that she can solve this problem with a word.
If ye Mingmei can't play, she can also go to Zhang Yi.
Don't forget, Zhang Yi is the second in command of the king of Tang Dynasty. She doesn't need to say good words for Qin Dachuan. She just needs to handle it fairly.
"Xiaobing, come with me to find --"
After thinking of the two great gods, Xia Xiaoyun's spirit was about to say something for a while, but Laura's driver suddenly stepped on the brake.
Fortunately, the speed was not fast, that is, the speed was more than 30 per hour. However, when Xia Xiaoyun shook her body, Qin Xiaobing heard a low exclamation: "Oh, did you hit someone?"
Can you still bump into people here?
Xia Xiaoyun frowned. Laura had opened the door and got off.
On the road in front of the car, there was an old lady with white hair. She was afraid she was in her seventies. She was dressed in rags, with a crutch in her hand and a worn green cloth burden beside her.
Laura clearly remembers that as early as one morning two years ago, when she was driving president Xia to work, she "knocked down" an old lady (Zhang Lianghua's mother, Laura doesn't know until now). That left a very bad impression on her.
I didn't expect to meet you again tonight.
Like one morning two years ago, Laura could make sure she didn't meet the old lady, but she lay in front of the car and made a painful hum, making it clear that she was another porcelain bumper.
Laura won't give her any good attitude towards these old and disrespectful porcelain bumpers. Besides, she's at the gate of her own house. All the people on the road are acquaintances (the neighbors who meet every day but don't say hello). Will she be afraid of you playing tricks?
So Laura got out of the car and scolded coldly, "get up, don't pretend to be dead. Believe it or not, I really drove over you?"
"Sister Laura, don't talk to an old man like that. She's very poor at such an old age."
Qin Xiaobing, who was also startled, just pushed the door and got out of the car. After listening to Laura say so, he quickly advised her to be polite to the old man.
Laura knew that Secretary Qin was the kind of Lord who had no principles and a flood of love, but it was hard to refute her. She had to stand by and watch coldly. She made up her mind: if the old woman dares to cheat, I have to clean her up! At such an old age, even if no one cares, you shouldn't run to the street to do it. You don't know where you learned the stink.
"Aunt, are you okay?"
Secretary Qin, who was full of love, did not care that the old lady's clothes were very dirty. He squatted down on his knees and stretched out his hand to help her up.
"I, I'm fine. Just now, just now, I suddenly fainted. I don't know how I fell down."
After the old lady was helped from the ground by Qin Xiaobing, she looked at Laura and quickly moved her eyes. This was obviously afraid of the unfriendly attitude of the little black sister. For fear of being misunderstood, she quickly explained: "I, I don't touch porcelain - I'm just a worker. Ah, no, I'm begging. I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'm leaving now. I won't delay your passing. "
The old lady said, trembling to get up, leaning on crutches in both hands. She didn't even dare to pick up the baggage on the ground, so she walked to the roadside.
"Don't be afraid, aunt. We are not bad people."
Qin Xiaobing hurriedly held her arm again and said with concern, "go slowly and don't sprain your foot."
Laura is a little embarrassed.
Now of course she could see that the old lady was either a porcelain touch or a beggar.
It's still the kind of real begging, because there are several steamed buns with green hair in the green cloth baggage on the ground (now it's hot, and the dry food will deteriorate after it's put for a long time).
"Laura, help the old man."
Xia Xiaoyun said, took out a few banknotes from her bag and handed them to Laura.
Laura naturally would not apologize to the old lady for wronging her, but after thinking about it, she could also take out two bills and put them together with those given by Xia Xiaoyun. She went to Qin Xiaobing and whispered something.
"Thank you, President Xia, sister Laura!"
After seeing president Xia's generosity, Qin Xiaobing thanked them for the old lady as if she had been sponsored. When she instinctively took out her pocket, she found that she was in a hurry to go out and didn't bring her wallet.
"Aunt, this is what we Xia Zong gave you. Take it away and buy some delicious food."
Qin Xiaobing blamed himself for not helping the old lady and handed over the money. Unexpectedly, the old lady waved her hand again and again.
Qin Xiaobing wondered, "aunt, why don't you?"
The old lady lowered her eyes and whispered, "as long as I eat well, I can't ask for money. In that case, people will think I'm a liar. Thank you, girl. "
Qin Xiaobing wondered more: "aunt, you don't want money. How can you live? Just pick it up in the dustbin -- that would be bad for your health."
"I can work, I can work, I can clean, wash dishes and wash dishes."
The old lady murmured and leaned on the willow: "I've never been in the habit of asking for money for nothing. I've never taught my sons and grandchildren in this way. They are all good children. Even if their lives are too hard, how can they go together and leave me a lonely old lady to suffer in the world?"
As he spoke, two lines of muddy old tears trickled down from the corners of the old lady's eyes.
In a few words, the old lady said why she didn't want money, her sad situation, and gained more respect and sympathy from others.
Qin Xiaobing couldn't bear to ignore such a down-to-earth but dignified old lady. His head became hot and his love became more rampant: "aunt, come home with me."
The old lady shook her head. Before she said anything, Qin Xiaobing said, "my family happens to lack a nanny who sweeps the floor, washes the dishes and cleans the dishes."
"Really, really?"
The old lady's eyes lit up and asked eagerly, "girl, didn't you lie to me?"
"Alas, how could I lie to you."
Looking at the old lady's old cheek, Qin Xiaobing thought of his mother.