The Plough

Chapter 35

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Although Yue Dingtang was named a consultant, he actually did not have any specific work.

As long as there is nothing to be called by the police station, even if he does not come for ten days and a half months, others will not ask.

In the final analysis, this position is just a policy of supporters from above. Yue Dingtang is very clear, so his main work is still on the school side. As long as Ling Shu is watching at the police station and helping to run errands and pass the word on his behalf, it is enough. .

He handed over the documents to Ling Shu, and after the other party sent them over, he went back to school.

At noon, the driver arrived on time and took him to the pre-appointed restaurant for a banquet.

Dinner again.

Yue Dingtang doesn't like to go to dinner.

Although others are exquisite in appearance, watertight, and even a little hot on the outside and cold on the inside, but if he can choose, he would rather stay at home quietly and read books and write reviews.

It is better to be silent. No matter how much you speak, you will always make mistakes. If you make mistakes, you will need to make up for them. There will be endless troubles. Only by not talking at all can you avoid troubles.

But sometimes, this kind of dinner is essential.

Especially as intellectuals, there are always some contacts in the literary circle. For example, the guests tonight came from the northern capital to participate in the event. They are also well-known pioneer poets and writers in China. They named them to experience the art of southern opera, and the host arranged the dinner in this teahouse with Huangmei opera. During the time, listen to the play, eat and talk about things, and three do not delay.

During the day, there are not many people in the tea room, and the night is the real lively time.

They overlooked it from the second floor, the stage actors and the sparse audience on the first floor had an unobstructed view.

"Minghong and Shaoyu came from a long way, and they didn't greet you well, please forgive me. Don't look at this teahouse, the two are quite old and famous locally. Even Mr. Mei used to set up a stage here and sang operas in his early years. of."

"Where is it, Brother Zhao, you are too polite. Originally we came to communicate, that is, to stay for three or two days. You can just let us hang out on our own. Why bother to come out to accompany you, who is this?"

Greetings and politeness are inevitable opening remarks.

Among the few people, there are suits and leather shoes like Yue Dingtang, and there are also long coats and round hats. The combination of Chinese and Western styles is the most common feature nowadays.

"Come on, let me introduce you. This is Mr. Han Zhou, the editor-in-chief of The Times. You must have heard of it."

"More than just hearing about it? Mr. Han's name is like thunder, and I have admired it for a long time. I have never missed every editorial you wrote under the pseudonym 'Little Poplar'!"

"Hahaha, brother Minghong has won the award. I have read your poetry collections in Shanghai, and they are all must-buys in every issue!"

"This is Mr. Yue Ding and Tang Yue. He is both a law professor and a consultant to the Shanghai Police Department and the Concession Police Department."

Compared with those familiar names in the literary world, the three characters of Yue Ding Tang are relatively unfamiliar.

The two guests did not respond at all.

The vice-principal who was in charge of the introduction in the middle said again: "It is this Mr. Yue who solved the very famous murder case of Shanghai ladies recently."

It was only then that the two of them suddenly realized that they were a little bit more impressed.

"It turned out that Mr. Yue solved the case, and we have heard about it in Beijing!"

"This case has been reported by newspapers in the north and south of the Yangtze River. It has been divided into several issues. We chased it from beginning to end. It is true that there are ups and downs. However, there will inevitably be exaggerated words in the newspapers. I was lucky enough to meet today. Do you have time to tell us the details?"

Yue Dingtang lost his mind.

For the first time, he was distracted at this kind of dinner, and he didn't hear what others said to him.

Because he saw someone.

It's on the first floor, the first table in front of the stage.

He was the only one at that table.

On the table is a plate of peanuts, a stack of sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, and a bowl of hot tea just brewed by Dr.

With Erlang's legs crossed, he placed one hand on the table to follow the rhythm, and he could still see the gauze on the back of his hand.

Yue Dingtang thought he was dazzled.

"Mr. Yue? Mr. Yue?"

Yue Dingtang came back to his senses.

"Sorry, I just saw a friend and lost my mind."

"It's okay, you still have a friend here, why don't you call him up and have tea and chat together."

Yue Dingtang smiled and said: "He likes listening to the play, so let him be below, don't disturb each other."

Kindness is difficult, and at the request of everyone, he briefly explained a few words about the case, although a few words were enough to be amazed.

After all, this kind of experience of walking on the edge of life and death is not something that everyone can encounter. For many literati who spend their days at their desks, this is more like what happened in another world.

After Yue Dingtang finished telling the story, he glanced at his watch.

Now is one point.

In broad daylight, at noon during working hours, a person who was supposed to go out to deliver documents was listening to a play here.

Even if I gave him a half-day leave, it was for him to go back and bring things, not for entertainment.

Tiger does not show his power, when he is a sick cat

Yue Dingtang sneered in his heart, raised his head naturally, and looked downstairs.

A sneer condensed at the corners of his mouth.

People are gone.

The person who was sitting there eating peanuts just now disappeared without a trace.

Yue Ding Tang frowned slightly.

Seeing that the dinner was halfway through, he found an excuse to leave first and returned to the city bureau.

Quiet corridor, empty.

It should still be lunch time.

Yue Dingtang walked slowly to the office and stopped for a moment.

There was no movement inside, there was silence inside and out.

Yue Ding Tang decided that Ling Shu must have not returned before reaching out to open the door.

The main table is naturally empty.

Desk on the side of the office -

One person sits upright, writing and writing hard, diligently, hanging beams and thorns.

Hearing the door opening, the other party raised his head, surprised.

"Sir, you are back so soon, aren't you talking about dinner?"

Yue Dingtang: …

He paced past.

The blank paper written by Ling Shu only had one line of title written on it.

On the necessity of rectifying public security around Shanghai teahouses.

Yue Dingtang: "The document I asked you to send, you sent it so quickly?"

Ling Shu: "It's delivered. It's not far from where you asked me to go. When I was going out, I happened to meet Secretary Song on an errand, so he asked the driver to drop by and take me for a ride. If I don't come back soon."

Secretary Song is the deputy mayor's secretary, and in theory, he can't fight with Ling Shu.

Moreover, this Secretary Song, Yue Dingtang, has also heard about it, and he is not so close to the person.

But on the first day of work, Ling Shu got in touch with him and asked him to give him a ride.

Even if it is a hitchhiker, it depends on the object.

Yue Dingtang raised his eyebrows: "Brother Ling is very sociable!"

Ling Shu modestly said, "Where and where, this is all learned from the superior!"

Yue Dingtang: …

Why does it sound a little off

"Didn't I give you half a day's leave, you have finished moving your things?"

"I haven't gone back to move. When I came back, I passed the teahouse and saw someone being stolen at the door, so I thought of this issue. When I write it down, can I trouble you to correct it?"

Yue Dingtang gave a meaningful sound, and expressed doubts: "You just passed by, didn't you go in to sit, rest your feet, and listen to the play?"

Ling Shu looked innocent and pure: "How can it be, isn't this a work-oriented thing, how can you do such a thing during work?"

Yue Dingtang smiled slightly and said, "I really didn't see the wrong person. You were such a diligent and active person when you were studying, and you are no exception now. Can I see the report you wrote tomorrow?"

Ling Shu wondered, "I'm afraid tomorrow will be too hasty, can you give me some time?"

Yue Dingtang refused to let him go: "Then you set a time. However, it's just a report. It doesn't take ten days and a half to write, right?"

Ling Shu: "That's not the case, it can always be completed in a month."

Yue Dingtang nodded: "Then give you a month."

That's how it came out.

That night, when Yue Dingtang returned home, her sister Yue Chunxiao heard that Ling Shu was working under him, and asked a few more questions, asking him to take care of his old classmates and not make them work too hard.

Yue Dingtang twitched the corners of his mouth when he heard the words: "Assistant consultant, sitting in the office all day, you don't have to run around like before, why is it hard?"

Yue Chunxiao: "Then why don't you ask people to write a report? I heard that you have to travel all over Shanghai, and you have to go to the surrounding districts and counties to investigate, and you have to apply for funds. This is very hard, and Xiaoling's injury is not yet healed. Quan, I have seen that wound in the hospital, and you have to be a little bit cautious if you want him to help."

The more Yue Ding Tang listened, the more wrong it became: "What kind of funding, and how did he tell you?"

Yue Chunxiao blamed: "He didn't say anything, so I feel sorry for him. In order to repay your support, he took all the things on his own. You have to help him."

Yue Dingtang: …

He couldn't argue, he simply didn't say a word, leaving his own sister to ramble.

Since it was too late, he didn't have time to go to Ling Shu to investigate.

In the early morning of the next day, Yue Dingtang went directly to Ling's house.

Ling Yao told him that Ling Shu got up early in the morning and went to the city bureau.

Yue Dingtang had to rush to the city bureau again.

As soon as I got off the bus, before I could go to the office, I met Secretary Song head-on.

As soon as Secretary Song saw him, he said, "Brother Yue, you are here at the right time. The funds you applied for have come down. Come and sign with me."

After speaking, he got closer, smiled in a mysterious tone and said, "You have a great face, and the journey is smooth. As soon as Mayor Chen heard that it was your proposal, he immediately asked the finance department to approve it, but it was also because of you. Your plan is really good, brother Yue, you are a piece of the official career, why don't you quit your job at the school and concentrate on this side!"

Yue Dingtang: …

Although he still didn't know what happened, he had a hunch that all this must have something to do with Ling.

Ling, Shu!

Ling Shu, who was preparing to enter the theater outside the cinema, sneezed.

Needless to say, it was definitely Yue Dingtang who was scolding him.

Yue Ding arrived at the beginning of the Tang Dynasty. He had an unstable foundation and had nothing to do. He took the initiative to ask Ying to establish a good relationship with all parties and apply for funding projects for the superior. He spent half an all-night effort for this. , is still arranging him behind the scenes.

Alas, it's hard to be a good person these days.