Return To 1977 Chapter 356: Intercede

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The last thing happened at the entrance of the cinema.

Before leaving, Hong Yanwu always had to visit several theaters to see the situation one by one, and then make arrangements with the "middle-level cadres" who were "in charge of the situation."

But as the saying goes, if you often walk by the river, your shoes will inevitably get wet. Unexpectedly, just after six o'clock in the afternoon on September 15, when Hong Yanwu wandered to the "Capital Cinema" in Xidan, something happened to one of his men.

This is "Little Leizi"'s territory, so there won't be any trouble on the ground. In fact, there was a kid who sold tickets at a high price and got them into the hands of a policeman, which made him angry with the officials.

To be honest, this kid deserved it. He brought his partner to watch the movie, and he was wearing casual clothes. When he asked the ticket office if there were any tickets, he wanted to leave.

But this guy was too greedy. Seeing that the show was about to start, in order to get the last two tickets out of his hand, he took the initiative to chat.

And for those two copies of "Lone Star Blood and Tears" priced at 15 cents, he wouldn't sell them if anyone offered them 50 cents. He would sell them for a piece. Can people not be anxious?

Of course the police couldn't let the gazizi bully him. He took out the cuffs from his waist and revealed his identity. The kids at the entrance of the cinema were all dumbfounded.

Thanks to Hong Yanwu's strict planning of the operation process and clear division of labor, others were not exposed.

It’s just that the boy who issued the ticket and another one who was always helping me couldn’t help but wear a silver bracelet.

Ordinarily, this situation is a dead end. The two boys will definitely have to live in the "golden tower" for a few days and "earn wages" "inside" because of the crime of "speculation."

But it happened that Hong Yanwu bumped into a policeman handcuffing someone, and the policeman was an acquaintance of his. This was a turn of events, and there was room for discussion.

Who is the policeman?

Hi, this is police officer Zhang Baocheng from Baizhifang Police Station.

In fact, we can’t blame the two unlucky boys for making a mistake. The main thing is that Zhang Baocheng has changed a lot today, and he doesn't look like a policeman at all.

This guy is dressed up like an intellectual, with straight trousers, shiny leather shoes, a white collar on his shirt, and a pen on his chest. This outfit is very similar to Hong Yanwen’s usual image. There is a fight.

What's more, what Hong Yanwu didn't expect was that Zhang Baocheng actually pretended that he didn't know how to smoke.

You know, every month Hong Yanwu went to report his thoughts to Zhang Baocheng, but they always chatted while smoking. Often after finishing a cigarette, Zhang Baocheng would have to ask Hong Yanwu to smoke a cigarette before the conversation could end. Where can this scene be found?

"Come on, let's smoke one?"

"Don't smoke."

"Why bother?"

"Determined not to smoke!"

Zhang Baocheng's stern refusal made Hong Yanwu couldn't help but glance at Zhang Baocheng's partner from a distance.

The girl standing in the shade is very fashionable, wearing a printed bragi and a pair of small brown leather shoes. It looks pretty good, at least enough to pass the test. Her neck was raised high, and she was obviously a self-proclaimed girl who was not easy to get close to.

Hong Yanwu knew full well that this was the reason why Zhang Baocheng pretended to be fake. So he grinned uncontrollably and deliberately squeezed him.

"As for that? It will take a lifetime for you two to get married. If you are so scared now, what will you do in the future? You really should quit smoking..."

Zhang Baocheng insisted on arguing.

"Am I afraid? This is respect. Let me tell you, she is the niece of the director of our district cultural bureau, and she works as a music teacher at the Cultural Palace. We have only met a few times, and the introducer said that there is no one in her family Smoking, I always have to leave a good impression on others..."

Unexpectedly, Hong Yanwu still smiled, which was very embarrassing.

So Zhang Baocheng reluctantly explained a few more sentences and stopped talking nonsense. Just keep a straight face and use your identity as a police officer to save your dignity.

"Okay, okay, should you take care of my affairs? By the way, I haven't talked about you yet! Are these two acquaintances of yours? You know that they are 'opportunistic' and don't report it, but you still want me to What is your nature?"

Hong Yanwu had no choice in this move and quickly gave in.

"Okay, I was wrong, okay? Don't blame me, just give me a few votes. You don't know, there are extenuating circumstances in this."

Following that, he introduced Zhang Baocheng one by one about the situation of the two boys standing next to him.

Say that one of them is a sick mother who fights outside all day long and has a medicine jar at home. The other is a "little Buddha" who "registered" in the bureau, but quit after coming out.

Anyway, in one sentence, I don’t want to cause trouble, and I have to eat, so I have no choice but to do this.

Those two boys are indeed the "hands-on" people, and they are also smart. They all pretended to be honest, aggrieved and helpless.

This kind of tacit cooperation undoubtedly makes Hong Yanwu's description a little more credible.

In short, because Hong Yanwu understands the psychology of the police very well. Zhang Baocheng's attitude was softened a bit by this deception, which was done to avoid seriousness and deliberately made things worse.

So in the end, the two boys were spared and were let go by Zhang Baocheng.

But this is not over yet.

Of course Hong Yanwu has to express his gratitude to Zhang Baocheng for giving him face like this. He asked the two boys to give Zhang Baocheng two movie tickets for the next show. He also proposed to invite Zhang Baocheng and his partner to a cold drink shop for a cold drink.

The cold drink shop Hong Yanwu mentioned is on the second floor of Xidan Food Mall.

That was probably the highest-end restaurant in the capital at that time, and also the one with the most complete range of cold drinks. In addition to selling popsicles, ice cream, and soda drinks, they also sell sour plum soup.

The best thing is the stewed fruit in cream, which costs a dollar or two for a tall glass. But to put it bluntly, it’s actually just cutting several canned fruits into small pieces and mixing them with yogurt.

Hong Yanwu originally thought that Zhang Baocheng had to politely decline, but Zhang Baocheng didn't even give in and asked the person to follow him. And when we arrived at the place, people were not polite and asked for the most expensive fruit stewed in cream.

Just when Hong Yanwu was becoming more and more surprised, Zhang Baocheng called him aside, and what he said next shocked him even more.

"How did you do this, kid? Tell me, how long have you been doing this?"

"What did I do?"

"Don't talk nonsense, you dare to say that this has nothing to do with you? Then you just showed up here by chance? And you worked so hard to plead for them? Your kid has always been a "sweet mountain" when smoking. Where did you get this money? ? Don’t fool me. If you dare to say no, I will come back to them when I have time. I have to find out!”

The last sentence made Hong Yanwu's denial stuck on his lips, but he certainly couldn't tell the truth, so he was vague and perfunctory.

"Hey, I just mix in occasionally. Don't be angry, I don't want to say it. It's because it doesn't do much harm to anyone in the first place. It's better to hide it than not to hide it. If you really say it. Just say it. It’s not good for anyone.”

Zhang Baocheng finally nodded with satisfaction. Then he asked, "How much money have you made?"

"I didn't make much money..."

"What are you afraid of? I won't confiscate it from you!"

"How many do you think there can be? A ticket only costs more than 10 cents. If you sell ten of them, you will only earn a dollar. A piece of 80 cents..."

Hong Yanwu said it strategically, letting the other party think for themselves. Zhang Baocheng laughed after hearing this.

"You are quite good at talking. Don't worry, I have no intention of getting to the bottom of it. I won't tell anyone else about this matter. But there is one thing I have to make clear to you first. From now on, I will be the only one doing this. I know it’s okay no matter what, but if you go in because of others, I will help you if I can. Don’t blame me if you can’t help yourself..."

This sounds quite real. Hong Yanwu said, "Don't worry, nothing will happen to me. And if something does happen to me, I won't blame you."

Unexpectedly, Zhang Baocheng suddenly changed the subject again and asked him if he had bought the train ticket to Bincheng. Then he said, intentionally or unintentionally, "Hey, sea cucumbers are a good thing there. Why didn't you bring some back last time? That thing is used for interpersonal relationships and is best used as gifts..."

Hong Yanwu is very spiritual. Wake up now. "You want it? No problem. You tell me how much you want to bring."

"Not much, maybe three or four pounds. Mainly in the second half of the year. I have to visit some leaders on New Year's Day. Don't buy something too expensive, just make it affordable. My salary is not high..."

"It's all about money and money. Whoever is with us, I guarantee you will be satisfied."

Zhang Baocheng was speechless and started laughing. This time I mean it.

To be honest, this matter is actually quite cost-effective today.

It cost only three or four yuan to get those two boys, including cold drinks and movie tickets. That little bit of sea cucumber was nothing to Zhang Baocheng even if he didn't give him any money. But Hong Yanwu was still unhappy for a long time after he returned.

Not for anything else, mainly because of the second half. Zhang Baocheng's attitude toward him was obviously one of making deals and exchanging interests, which destroyed all his emotions.

What happened today allowed him to see another side of Zhang Baocheng. It turned out that he was not so pure enthusiasm, and some potential things began to show up.

That is city government, calculation and utilitarianism.

Of course, no one is perfect. There is nothing wrong with this, many people are like this. There are the most people like this in the officialdom.

This should be regarded as a characteristic of people who are particularly good at thinking about themselves.

My girlfriend who I dated from Zhang Baocheng knows how to run the leadership route, get things done in all directions, and knows how to be flexible. Everyone can see that he is this kind of person.

But these are exactly things that Xing Zhengyi and Zhao Zhenmin will never do.

Hong Yanwu can definitely conclude that with time, Zhang Baocheng's position will most likely surpass that of Xing Zhengyi and Zhao Zhenmin. Even in the future, when he has many things to do, perhaps only this policeman can help and is willing to help him.

But from the bottom of his heart, he didn't like such a person.

Originally, he had always been grateful for the policeman's care and had almost regarded him as a true friend.

But from now on, he knew that he could only treat Zhang Baocheng as someone who could cooperate and ask him to do things.

This is really disappointing...

But having said that, Hong Yanwu is well versed in the world after all. He couldn't compete with reality, and he soon stopped being sentimental.

On the contrary, as soon as he put this matter aside, he remembered a funny scene today and couldn't help but want to laugh.

It turns out that he discovered that Zhang Baocheng’s partner was particularly good at eating snacks. She was snacking the whole time they were talking. First a cold drink, then sugar, and then melon seeds.

This is the niece of the Director of the Cultural Affairs Bureau, the girlfriend who teaches music in the Palace of Culture and makes the police officer proud.

In addition to eating snacks, she also likes to take off her shoes when she sits down.

Her leather shoes were always exuding a faint smell of pickled radish under the seat of the cold drink shop. This even indicates that she may have athlete's foot.

Hey, it’s really enough to make Zhang Baocheng choke.