Chapter 27

"Just this one, you don't need to take it off, just put it on!" Wang Juan couldn't help but help him make the decision, "You believe Auntie's eyes, that's right, this is a Hong Kong brand, absolutely foreign style!"

Not allowing him to object, Wang Juan dragged him to the leather shoe counter again: "Boys, the shoes must be worn well. You know, people are judged by their heads and feet."

Thinking of Qiu Mingquan saying last time that he had no mother, Wang Juan felt a little indescribable maternal love. No wonder he was dressed in such a mess. How could anyone take care of him for a child without a mother?

Soon, Wang Juan picked out another pair of small leather shoes with good leather, and deliberately made them a little bigger: "Put insoles first, so that even if your feet are bigger, you can still wear them for a while."

Qiu Mingquan was dizzy: "No need, really no need, these shoes are a bit expensive. I don't have enough money..."

The coat just now cost 38 yuan, and this pair of shoes also cost 25 yuan. The things in this boutique shopping mall are really expensive!

Wang Juan ignored him, and directly asked the salesperson to issue an invoice, took out her wallet, and handed it to the inside: "Xiao Huang, take the money!"

Xiao Huang at the clothing counter was an acquaintance of hers. When she saw Wang Juan picking out clothes with a ragged child, she thought it was a poor relative of her family. Generous."

Qiu Mingquan was taken aback by this. Fifty or sixty yuan was worth half a month's salary for Wang Juan's junior, so there was no reason to ask her to pay.

He quickly grabbed Wang Juan's hand tightly: "Auntie, I don't want to—"

Over there, the salesperson had already finished collecting the money in a hurry, and the clothes and shoes were still on Qiu Mingquan's body. Wang Juan pulled him and rushed to the stairs where there was no one there.

"Xiaoqiu, listen, Auntie really wants to thank you very much." She said solemnly, "If you hadn't stopped me last time, I might have made a mistake and lost my job now. And now, I'm still promoted It's a job!"

Qiu Mingquan was startled, but he was really happy for her: "Congratulations, Aunt Wang, that's great!"

Wang Juan pulled Qiu Mingquan sincerely, and looked at his cracked hands distressedly: "I have been promoted, and the Spring Festival bonus has hundreds of dollars. Just accept the little kindness of my aunt, okay?"

Qiu Mingquan hesitated, the money was not a small amount: "Thank you, I really don't need it, every family is not rich, you can buy something for the children at home."

"Look at you child." It would be better if Qiu Mingquan didn't say anything. Wang Juan's eyes turned red when she thought about the ragged padded jacket he wore when he came, and her two cutely dressed sons, "Auntie just thought about... Someone help you clean up?"

Qiu Mingquan was taken aback, his heart was sore and moved, Feng Rui also felt an unspeakable feeling in his heart, in his previous life, he never had the chance to deal with people like Wang Juan.

Shrewd yet kind and soft, when he receives a little kindness from others, he will think about the same return. He sighed softly: "It's okay, just accept it."

...

National bond sales point in Jing'an District.

Xiao Zhang yawned boredly. It has been several days since the pilot program of free trading of national debt was released. Except for a few transactions of one or two bonds, he has never had any transactions, and his bones are rusted.

"Uncle, I'm here to sell the national debt." A clear and serious voice sounded.

Xiao Zhang looked up, and saw a beautiful half-grown boy wearing a very fashionable children's coat, which seemed to be expensive at first glance, holding his head up and looking at him with difficulty under the counter.

Qiu Mingquan took out the stack of treasury bills and handed them in calmly: "Here are twenty-eight bills, and we will sell them at today's listing price."

Changing clothes was like a different person. Xiao Zhang intuitively felt that this was a child from a wealthy family, and he didn't associate him with the poor child from a few days ago.

As soon as he saw the stack of treasury bills, he was taken aback: Oh, this is "it really came, it's really courageous." President Feng read it from beginning to end, and then sneered, "It seems that the forces behind this It is also a hand-eye, and has already got the wind about the Pudong New District, otherwise it will not be so inevitable."

"Mingquan, the purchase price of the documents from the district ranges from 800 to 900 yuan. They didn't pay more, and they didn't even make up for the loss of moving. How can the public do this?"

"Let's leave it to us to think about it for a day, "The arms can't twist the thighs. If you drag it for a long time, the money will be less. "Someone said timidly.

Qiu Mingquan took a deep breath, and was about to speak, when suddenly there was a commotion outside the compound.

"Come to collect the first batch of contracts today, and the one you sign now is 900 yuan." A familiar voice exploded loudly, as if giving a report.

A group of neighbors rushed out of the door with ugly faces, and looked at the head of the village who showed up again in awe.

This time, there were seven or eight people behind him, all of whom were wearing work clothes with the words "Jieda Real Estate" printed on them. They looked very formal, and all of them carried briefcases and pens.

"When I came here yesterday, I made it clear to everyone." District Chief Zhuang showed a kind expression, "Everyone has a responsibility to support urban construction. I don't think anyone will be a saboteur, right?"

He waved his hand, and a group of staff quickly dispersed into each household, holding contracts and starting to persuade.

District Chief Zhuang looked at the hesitant crowd, with a sneer on his face: "The policy is not a joke. I said that the second batch of signatures is 800 yuan, so I won't add a penny. Everyone has made up their minds." . . . and sign again tomorrow, and you will lose a lot of money.”

Aunt Wang gently pulled her husband Wu Dagen, hesitated and said in a low voice: "How about we sign it?...Can we still go against the government?"

Wu Dagen twitched a few times, picked up the pen, and put it on the signature column in a daze.

But at this moment, a hand slowly stretched out and held him tightly.

"I'll talk, you can't figure it out." Feng Rui got up in time, turned his head, and said coldly to District Chief Zhuang, "None of us will sign this contract. Please go back."

"What nonsense are you talking about!" the head of the Zhuang District was furious, "There is no room for children to talk here, get out!"

The child in front of him smiled sarcastically, that smile was like a sharp knife that had just been sharpened, and the head of the village was in a trance: This damn child, who was dressed in rags last time, why is he dressed like this today? Decent and dignified, he looks like a young man from a rich family?

Qiu Mingquan raised the red-headed document and stared closely at the head of Zhuang District: "Is this document valid, you probably know better than us? Such a big event involves the relocation of tens of thousands of square meters of residents. Is there a feasibility report?" ? Have you reported it to your superiors? The mayor of Dongshen City, does he know?"

This series of icy parallel questions instantly made the head of the village turn pale: "You!..."

Qiu Mingquan didn't give him a chance to get angry, and raised the contract again: "The transfer of property rights is transferred to this company. Does it have professional development qualifications? How much is the registered capital, and what is the social status of the legal person? ——We require this information It’s not too much to make public, right?”

My god, what the hell is this! Is this something a child can say? ! The several real estate company personnel behind him all trembled in their hearts.

Looking at the astonished and guilty faces of those staff members, Feng Rui sneered leisurely: "Isn't it a newly established leather bag company?"

... The big yard was so quiet that you could almost hear a needle drop. A group of neighbors who didn't understand the law looked at each other and finally understood.

They don't quite understand what Mingquan said, but it really doesn't sound right? !

In the silence, an exaggerated sneer suddenly came from outside the door.

"Who made such a big tone, I don't know, I thought it was the investigator who came down from somewhere?"

A figure in a neat police uniform walked in from the outside with his head held high. As soon as he entered the door, he smiled flatteringly at District Chief Zhuang: "District Chief, you have worked hard. In such a cold day, you still come to the site to work in person!"

Behind him, Liu Dongfeng stood upright with a full face of patience, the bandage around his neck had not been removed.

And the person who spoke turned out to be Director Zhang whom Qiu Mingquan met that day!

Director Zhang looked at Qiu Mingquan in disgust, and the anger in his heart rose like a raging flame.

——It was this kid again. The unexpected blow at the gate of the vacuum electronics factory a few days ago caused his nephew Zhang Jun to lose his establishment and job, and also caused himself to be devastated.

When he arrived, the head of the Zhuang district had already greeted him, saying that the land in this shanty town was going to be acquired, and told him to come around the neighborhood, but he saw this little devil looking like a moth the moment he came!

"I warn you, anyone who dares to oppose the district documents is standing on the opposite side of the people!" He shouted loudly, trying to show himself in front of the district chief, "We, the people's police, will never tolerate the enemy of the people!"

The boy opposite looked at him indifferently, as if looking at a clown: "Director Zhang, do you really represent the people?"...

In his heart, President Feng smiled sinisterly: "Isn't it almost time?"

Qiu Mingquan was taken aback: "What time?"

"What kind of big leader is here to present you the pennant, I've been watching for almost half an hour, right?" President Feng smiled leisurely.

The small green jeep was driving on the dirt road in the suburbs, and Xiang Yuantao, director of the city's public security bureau, and deputy mayor Wu sat side by side in the back seat.

The car bumped all the way to the suburbs. Both of them were plainclothes, and they only brought a secretary with them. The vicinity of Feima Road was the edge of Pudong area. Deputy Mayor Wu walked around the area casually, and walked into a shantytown.

After visiting some mass families for a while, it is no surprise that they have heard the news that the district will be relocated.

Xiang Yuantao was surprised, and Deputy Mayor Wu was even more surprised. ——Strange, how Pudong will be built, even the city and even Yanjing have no conclusions. Where did these eager monsters and monsters come from?

After this lap, Mayor Wu still had a smile on his face, but his eyes were already cold.

As the executive deputy mayor in charge of construction, he didn't even know about the little tricks below, but it was like a real slap in the face, and it hurt so much.

"It's a bit choppy." Xiang Yuantao smiled, and it was inconvenient to comment too much.

Deputy Mayor Wu frowned and pointed towards the road: "Go over there and have a look."

...

CEO Feng glanced out of the door from time to time, and sighed darkly: "These comrades are not performing well enough, so we might as well add more firewood and light the fire."

On the opposite side, Director Zhang blushed, "What did you say!"

Qiu Mingquan threw those contracts and documents on the ground lightly, and said word by word: "The people behind you are nothing but greedy for profit, representing the people? Are you worthy?!"

Although he is small, the aura of President Feng who really controls his body is at least 2.8 meters. He has experienced many big scenes in his previous life, and he has seen high-ranking officials who have grown up much more than this small community.

Such an angrily questioning made District Chief Zhuang and Director Zhang choke at the same time, and they both lost their voices for a rare moment.

Director Zhang reacted first, and became angry from embarrassment: "Shut up! Such a young child dares to mess around and deceive people!"

"Yes, I dare." President Feng said leisurely, looking at him with a smile, "What can you do?"

Director Zhang's blood rushed to his head, and he took out the gun in his waist suddenly out of control, and raised it up at once, and raised it to the sky: "What do you think will happen to me?!"

...

In the courtyard of Qiu Mingquan's house, there was a sound of gasping for air, and a group of people retreated in panic and panic.

—Gun, that's a gun!

Sure enough, it's not okay to fight against the public, even if you say you can arrest them.

President Feng was so angry that he smiled instead of anger, and looked at him sarcastically with his head raised: "Is there any bullets in the gun? Director Zhang. You need to write a report for shooting. Have you figured out how to write it?"

This person is really stupid, a single word can be irritating to the point of insanity, and it hits his heart,

Listen carefully, there was the sound of a jeep stopping near the door just now, but now there is no sound again. President Feng looked at the few shadowy figures outside the gate, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

Liu Qinhua looked at his son Liu Dongfeng behind him with a pale face, feeling a little bad in her heart.

Sure enough, Liu Dongfeng endured and endured, and finally said in a muffled voice: "Director, you can't draw a gun..."

"Shut up!" Director Zhang was furious, and reprimanded viciously, "You just went to heaven after you got a positive turn?"

Liu Dongfeng's face was ashen, but he still stuck his neck: "They are not criminals, they are real ordinary people. You can't do this!"

"Hehe, Director Zhang, your subordinates are really powerful." District Chief Zhuang looked on coldly and sneered without losing the opportunity.

Director Zhang's heart suddenly jumped, and he looked at Liu Dongfeng angrily: "Liu Dongfeng! I can fuck you at any time, and there is no way to tell you to go back, believe it or not?!"

His face was ferocious, and the ugliness in his small eyes was full: "The county magistrate is not as good as the current one, and the chief of the public security said casually, who is he? If he can call you up, I can call you down!..."

"Oh? Really? This is the first time I've seen Yuantao with such a majesty." The majestic voice sounded flatly, and a tall and tough figure stood at the gate of the compound with no expression on his face, but that In the double eagle eyes, the fury of the dark clouds overwhelming the city was revealed.

... Director Zhang was stunned all of a sudden. The moment he saw the person coming, his calf trembled crazily.

The head of Zhuang district also widened his eyes suddenly. --what happened? Isn't this Xiang Yuantao, director of the Municipal Public Security Bureau? !

Although he and I are both cadres at the same level, there are rumors that this iron-blooded director is very likely to be promoted to the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee, which will be one level higher than his own. How can he be the real power in his hands? Comparable?

"Director Xiang, what brought you here?" He squeezed out a forced smile, and hurried forward to greet him, suddenly having a very bad premonition in his heart.

Xiang Yuantao looked at him expressionlessly, and nodded slightly distantly: "Don't dare. I'm here to send a pennant to a little hero here, just passing by."

His cold square face turned to Director Zhang, and suddenly he quickly reached out and snatched the gun from his hand. When he looked down, there was a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

"Load the bullet, face a child, Zhang Heqian, good, good!" He repeated several times, "You did a good job!"

Director Zhang almost collapsed on the ground, his teeth chattering: "Director Xiang, don't get me wrong! I, I'm just trying to scare you, I never intend to shoot!"

Xiang Yuantao looked at him indifferently: "Why don't you take care of the county magistrate now? Then I turn around and leave, don't you just want to kill people to vent your anger?"

Director Zhang trembled all over, and howled hoarsely: "Absolutely not, Director! I'm just talking nonsense, my mouth is cheap, you have a lot of adults!..."

Xiang Yuantao didn't look at him anymore, and he was already listed as a dead person in his heart.

He turned his head and looked at Qiu Mingquan with a calm expression. He was really surprised: This kid really has the demeanor of not changing his face when a mountain collapses in front of him. No wonder he would stand up to the knife-wielding gangster.

He took out a rolled pennant from his arms, unfolded it in public, and solemnly presented it to Qiu Mingquan with both hands: "Little classmate, this is specially made for you by our public security department, and I entrusted me to bring it to you to reward your heroic deeds." .”

On the bright red brocade satin, two lines of golden characters stand out in front of the eyes, and the tassels are fluttering.

"Dare to act bravely in the face of righteousness, and heroes come out of youth"! ...