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Time retreats suddenly
"What nonsense are you talking about? Give me the camera." The middle-aged foreman came up to grab the camera with a fierce look on his face.
Every day when Dong Xuebin doesn't need the BACK of the day, he will use it before going to bed and get used to it. After using it nearly a hundred times, he is now very accustomed to the discomfort of the sudden change of the picture. He only blinked once. Dong Xuebin came back to his senses after being dizzy for half a second. He glanced at the middle-aged foreman coldly, turned his head to the side of his head and quickly said to the migrant workers behind him who were digging the floor tiles: "Stop digging, stop digging." As he said this, he was desperately thinking about countermeasures in his heart. The box was so tightly hidden, maybe there were treasures inside. This was such a rare opportunity, but how could he let them belong to him? These people are going to be dug out soon. We have to think of a way.
Several migrant workers hesitated for a moment and looked at Dong Xuebin.
"Stop when you say stop? Who do you think you are?" The middle-aged foreman turned around and shouted: "This is our job."
The migrant workers looked at each other and used shovels to pry the bricks under their feet.
The gray stone brick was already loose and was about to be pried open by a shovel. Dong Xuebin was a little anxious. As soon as he was distracted, the middle-aged foreman snatched the camera away from his hand. Seeing that the foreman opened the picture and wanted to delete the file without saying a word, Dong Xuebin was furious, "Give me the face." Shameless." He suddenly thought of an idea, quickly reached into his bag, took out the new work permit, opened it, and waved it in front of the middle-aged foreman, "Do you know the words? Open your eyes and see for yourself."
"What?" The middle-aged foreman, who was about to delete the picture, glanced subconsciously.
It was a black wallet, about the same size as a travel notebook, with a silver national emblem on the front, and the Chinese word "Police" and the English word "POLICE" underneath. There was a one-inch photo of Dong Xuebin with a blue background on the inside of the work permit, and there were a series of serial numbers and numbers underneath. Name: Work unit - Chengxi Branch of the National Security Bureau of Beijing City, Deputy Director of the General Office. Of course, Dong Xuebin deliberately covered the part of his name and work unit with his fingers, leaving him only the information of the deputy director of the office and the National Security Bureau.
The middle-aged foreman was stunned for a moment, "From Guoan?"
Dong Xuebin hurriedly said to the migrant workers who had half-opened the stone bricks: "Stop and wait."
The migrant workers were afraid of being scolded by the middle-aged foreman and did not listen to Dong Xuebin.
After being stunned for a while, the middle-aged foreman hurriedly shouted: "Didn't you hear the leader tell you not to do it? Stop it."
"Leader?" The migrant worker said to himself, "You were robbing someone else's things just now. Why is he now a leader again?" But they didn't dare to say anything, so they put down the tools in their hands, and when they touched it, the stone brick that was opened at an angle of thirty degrees was also lifted down.
The middle-aged foreman rubbed his hands in embarrassment and said with a smile: "Leader, I'm sorry, I thought you were a reporter."
Seeing that he had taken control of the situation, Dong Xuebin breathed a sigh of relief. Thinking of the bad attitude of the middle-aged foreman just now, Dong Xuebin became angry. He didn't care whether he was more than ten years younger than him or in his twenties. He just reprimanded him all over the face. , "Reporter? Don't use your brain. If I were a reporter, could I take pictures in front of your eyes? Ah? Besides, what's wrong with reporters? Do reporters have to be robbed by you? This is a society ruled by law, you know Don’t you know what you’re doing is a crime? You’re really brave.”
The middle-aged foreman said with a sad face: "No, no, misunderstanding, misunderstanding."
After scolding him a few more times, Dong Xuebin relieved his anger, "...camera"
"Oh, here, I'm really sorry." The middle-aged foreman hurriedly returned the digital camera to him. In his opinion, National Security is a department with great power, and he cannot afford to be the boss of the deputy director there, so he does not even dare to say a word in rebuttal, just laughs with him, and just wants to do it as soon as possible Send this young man away, otherwise if someone invites him to "drink tea" out of anger, he won't even be able to cry.
But Dong Xuebin had no intention of leaving.
Patting the dirt on his body, Dong Xuebin walked up to several migrant workers with his bag, "Have a rest first, and I want to ask you something."
The middle-aged foreman who was following them glared at them and said, "Do you hear that you just answer whatever the leader asks?" He couldn't help but tremble in his heart. People from the National Security Bureau came... to investigate the case? Check your own? That's not right. At most, I only played tricks on a few high-profile households. I didn't do anything that endangered national security.
The migrant workers also looked at Dong Xuebin in confusion.
Dong Xuebin cleared his throat, "Has there been a tall, dark-faced person in his forties here these days?"
Everyone thought about it and shook their heads.
When the middle-aged foreman heard that he was not being investigated, he breathed a sigh of relief and said loudly: "Think again."
Several migrant workers still shook their heads, "I can't remember clearly."
Dong Xuebin pretended to be: "About 1.9 meters tall, with a short head."
"It seems not." said the migrant worker with a Northeastern accent: "We have been working all day long and didn't pay attention to anything else."
The middle-aged foreman said: "Boss, I haven't seen this person before. Did he commit a crime?" Seeing that Dong Xuebin ignored him, the middle-aged foreman sneered and said, "Bah, bah, I'm asking too much, I'm asking too much."
Dong Xuebin scanned the situation on the ground with the corners of his eyes, took a step diagonally to the side, and stepped on the stone brick. "Okay, everyone, go ahead and do your business. Don't tell other people what I asked you today."
The middle-aged foreman immediately said: "Don't worry, I promise not to say a word."
Dong Xuebin nodded, took out his notebook, and continued to write down the plan given by Director Xu.
The middle-aged foreman looked at him suspiciously, wondering why the leader of the National Security Bureau didn't leave yet? What to write about this? He tentatively said: "Boss, they still have to work. This Tuba is too dirty because of his arrogance. Don't get all over you."
Dong Xuebin didn't even look up, "It's okay, I'm right here."
The middle-aged foreman smiled helplessly, looked at the migrant workers, and waved his hand to signal them to continue working.
A migrant worker took a shovel and looked at the stone bricks under Dong Xuebin's feet. He opened his mouth to say something, but was pulled back by a migrant worker behind him. Then several people changed positions and started talking at the demolished bungalow next to him. Digging noisily.
An hour passed and Dong Xuebin did not leave.
Two hours have passed and Dong Xuebin has not left.
Three hours have passed, and Dong Xuebin still hasn’t left.
It was getting dark, and the middle-aged foreman and several migrant workers took their tools and left. Dong Xuebin, who was hungry, had backache and leg cramps, looked around until he confirmed that those who were working on the construction would not be there tonight. When he came back to work, Dong Xuebin immediately let out a breath, took off his shoes from the big stone brick that he had stepped on for several hours, rushed to a nearby toilet, and filled his stomach in a restaurant on the west side of the road.
The opportunity to make a fortune has come
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