Go back to the prosperous days and become a layman

Chapter 735 Chapter 734 Life and Death
The translator was speechless after being refuted by Tang Zhitong and didn't know how to respond.

There were indeed people in the unit who took advantage of their work to bring back some food from abroad. He also wanted to have this opportunity, but he couldn't go out, so he could only envy them. That's why he cooperated with Lao Wei to get the swans.

Tang Zhitong didn't care what they thought. Seeing that the situation had been decided, he spoke again to confirm with Zhang Jun: "Director Zhang, can we go now?"

"Sure, sure." Zhang Jun agreed readily. Tang Zhitong's reason was very powerful. The escorts were under dual management, with both military and civilian personnel. Even if Wan Xiangyang caused a loss of life, the local authorities could only watch helplessly because they had no jurisdiction.

"Thank you, Director Zhang." Tang Zhitong took the Wuliuban and Swan from Zhang Jun, handed them all to Wan Xiangyang, and stretched out his hand to shake hands with Zhang Jun and say goodbye.

"Come on, I'll see you off." Zhang Jun saw his own shadow in the team in Tang Zhitong. He had a good impression of the two of them and took the initiative to suggest.

"Then I'll trouble you, Director Zhang." Tang Zhitong did not refuse. He was worried that he would not have a chance to talk to Zhang Jun alone. He couldn't just walk away from today's matter and had to deal with the aftermath.

Zhang Jun saw Tang Zhitong and Wan Xiangyang off. The three people from the Summer Palace looked at each other in the house, and no one was going to go out to see them off.

"Why didn't you say anything just now?" Lao Wei asked the young man who was salvaging the swan with him.

"Captain Wei, I... I'm not good at talking." The man knew he was in the wrong and lowered his head to admit his mistake.

"You...Alas!" The swan that was in his hands just flew away. Lao Wei wanted to say something else, but in the end he said nothing.

Zhang Jun escorted Tang Zhitong and the other man out of the police station.

Tang Zhitong did not leave immediately. Instead, he parked his bicycle, walked back to Zhang Jun, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and handed it to him: "Director Zhang, I'm sorry to bother you with this matter."

"Hey~ Chief Tang, you are being too formal. This is just my job. To be honest, I also transferred from the army. I am very touched to see that you care so much for your soldiers." Zhang Jun saw the cigarette in Tang Zhitong's hand. It had a bright red package with the iconic Huabiao printed on the front. This cigarette was a symbol of status, but he did not take it and pushed it back.

"Xiao Wan is still young and has a long way to go. We can't just watch him fall." Tang Zhitong didn't expect that he would hit the jackpot by accident. Since Zhang Jun approved of it, he just went with the flow and acquiesced. He called him "Xiao Wan" so easily.

"It's a blessing for subordinates to have a leader like you." Zhang Jun thought of his old leader and sighed.

"I don't deserve it, I don't deserve it. Director Zhang, I am very familiar with Director Zhang from the Criminal Investigation Department of your Municipal Bureau, and I have also dealt with comrades in the Propaganda Department of the Ministry. You know my unit, let's keep in touch in the future." After Tang Zhitong finished speaking, he handed the Huazi over again, and this time his target was Zhang Jun's pocket.

Zhang Jun was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that a section chief of the postal system could get to know people from the municipal bureau and department bureau of his own system across the system. His network was really far-reaching!
The strength has been hinted at, and the promise has been made. Next, it is time to make a request. However, Tang Zhitong smiled and waited for five or six seconds, giving Zhang Jun time to digest the information, before speaking again: "There is something I have to trouble Director Zhang for. This matter today cannot be kept secret."

"I understand, I understand. This matter is not the responsibility of our police station." Zhang Jun nodded repeatedly. He had indeed digested and absorbed the information that Tang Zhitong had said. He was a Huazi and had connections. He felt that Tang Zhitong's family had high-ranking officials and his family conditions were so outstanding, yet he could still treat him so kindly. He was somewhat flattered.

Tang Zhitong didn't know that Zhang Jun had already imagined so much about him. Seeing that Zhang Jun agreed, he waved goodbye politely.

Zhang Jun watched Tang Zhitong and Wan Xiangyang ride away on their bicycles, then turned around and went back to the institute.

Seeing that the people in the Summer Palace were looking at each other in silence with sad faces, Zhang Jun pulled Old Wei out of the door alone. This matter must have a reasonable outcome, otherwise it would be difficult for Old Wei to report to the authorities, and it would be difficult for him to report to the authorities either. If he dug deeper, Tang Zhitong might also be in trouble.

Zhang Jun took out his cigarette and passed one to Lao Wei, then lit it and said, "Lao Wei, if it comes to me, this isn't a difficult thing to do."

"My good director, isn't it difficult? I'm almost dying of worry. I can't deliver on my promise!" Old Wei took a puff of his cigarette and said with a sad face, as if he had been constipated for years.

"Think about it, no matter how this matter is ultimately handled, you have to convey it to the foreign guests, right?
In my opinion, the result of the handling is to apologize and reflect on oneself. If it is too light, the foreign guests will be dissatisfied, and if it is too heavy, it will make our country seem like it has no rule of law.

You can go back and find someone to write a self-criticism and hand it over to the foreign guests to fool them. The foreign guests don't know anyway, so you have the final say. Can the foreign guests really confront the person involved?
Don’t you think this is the truth?” Zhang Jun put himself in Lao Wei’s shoes and offered very pertinent suggestions.

Zhang Jun has been working for a long time and knows that the world is not black and white, but more gray. Even in his daily work, he mostly tries to smooth things over, and he has mastered this skill to perfection.

"That's a good idea." Old Wei's eyes lit up and his brows relaxed, as if the stool that had been accumulated for many days was suddenly emptied out in one go.

As for the person to write the self-criticism, Lao Wei immediately thought of the young man who had been silent just now.

After sending the people from the Summer Palace away, Zhang Jun tore off the notes he had taken today from his notebook, and then struck a match...

"Eh, is this the case?" After riding for a distance, Wan Xiangyang felt like he was dreaming today. He felt that the thing that was pressing on him like a mountain was resolved by Tang Zhitong with just a few words!
If Wan Xiangyang had not seen it with his own eyes and heard it with his own ears, he would never have believed it. After all, a year and a half ago, Tang Zhitong was the young man who took the exam with him and asked him to handle the loan.

However, this matter makes people feel happy!
"That's all we can do. Judging from the reactions of those people, someone must have been really scared. If we keep on pestering each other, it will get more troublesome if things get out of hand." Tang Zhitong felt regretful. The general environment is like this these days. Don't be fooled by the fact that there are people holding banners and small flags and shouting slogans every day, but they are all organized. An individual cannot express unfriendliness to friendly people, otherwise even someone like Tang Zhitong may not be able to withstand the consequences.

If this happened decades later, Tang Zhitong would have to praise this friendly person for his courage.

"This level is already very good. I feel like I'm dreaming." Wan Xiangyang immediately shook his head, and the bicycle began to shake.

"Haha, this is not a dream. I won't feel hungry in a dream. Brother Yang, let's go to the shade of the tree in front to rest." Tang Zhitong didn't have time to eat lunch. After riding for a while, he felt a little hungry and pointed to a shade of tree in front.

The weather this year is extremely abnormal. It's just the beginning of spring, but the temperature is almost catching up with early summer. A cross-bar vest inside and a coat outside is just perfect.

"Brother Yang, just two steamed buns, one for each of us, to eat first." Tang Zhitong squatted on the ground and took out his lunch box from his bag, which contained the lunch he brought from home.

"I'm not hungry, you eat it." Wan Xiangyang shook his head without thinking. He owed Tang Zhitong such a big favor, so how could he eat his food?

"Oh, you're still being polite to me. If you had two steamed buns, could you not give me one? Hurry up, hurry up, or I'll be angry." Tang Zhitong picked up one and stuffed it into Wan Xiangyang without saying a word. He picked up the other one and ate it with some pickles.

This guy is just a jerk. He said the food was bad and he had no appetite, but in fact he was just not very hungry.

Wan Xiangyang finally accepted Tang Zhitong's kindness. He gnawed on the steamed bread and said, "Anzi, I'm sorry to have troubled you this time. I don't have much to give you. This goose is for you."

"What goose? It's a swan." Tang Zhitong didn't know whether to laugh or cry. In his past life, he could eat goose whenever he wanted, but a swan would take at least three years to grow.

"It's the same even if the feathers are plucked. People say it's delicious when stewed. You're a good cook, so it must be delicious." Although Wan Xiangyang was also short of meat, he was very generous at the moment. "Brother Yang, you're being polite. This is not about whether it tastes good or not. We need to tell Director Fang about this today. How about this? You take the swan back first, and I'll find you after get off work. We'll go to Director Fang's house together, and give it to Director Fang." Tang Zhitong didn't think that it was over after Wan Xiangyang was successfully rescued from the police station. Regardless of whether the Summer Palace continued to investigate further, he had to communicate with Fang Yuan to prevent other comrades from going out hunting and causing disputes, which would put the escort department in a passive position.

"Okay, I'll give it to you next time when I get it." Wan Xiangyang nodded readily.

"Brother Yang, don't always think about giving it to me. I don't want it even if you give it to me. Just take it back to enjoy a snack with my sister-in-law." Tang Zhitong helped Wan Xiangyang out of nostalgia, and he really didn't want this little thing.

"Hey, it's here as you say." Wan Xiangyang didn't respond, but pointed to the swan circling in the air to Tang Zhitong, and then touched five or six of them.

Tang Zhitong looked up at the swan, then looked down at the swan at his feet that had been dead for a long time, and sighed in his heart.

I ask the world, what is love that makes people promise to be together through life and death?
There are two flying passengers from the north to the south, and the old wings return to the cold and heat a few times.

Have fun, parting hard, you will be more idiots.

Swans are a model of love in the animal kingdom and practice monogamy. If one dies, the other will either not live alone or never look for a mate again.

In contrast to swans, mandarin ducks, which are highly praised by many literati, are simply scumbags among birds. Not only do they change their mates every year, but they also have promiscuous mating, which means that the offspring of female mandarin ducks are not necessarily from the mate of the season.

I only envy the mandarin ducks and not the immortals. Well, it is worth pondering. It is nothing more than envying the mandarin ducks for not having to take responsibility after having sex.

I am wise. Both the seal pad and the comb carved for Xiao Wang have white-headed birds on them. Good luck!

Wan Xiangyang's spear was raised, but the swan in the sky did not fly away. Instead, it flew lower and lower, as if it was determined to die.

With the sound of Wan Xiangyang's gunshot, the swan fluttered and fell down.

Tang Zhitong just watched Wan Xiangyang happily go over and pick up the swan.

The swan was still breathing, flapping its wings from time to time. Tang Zhitong saw Wan Xiangyang was looking for a rope to tie up the swan, so he said, "Brother Yang, don't tie it up. It can't run away. Put them together."

Wan Xiangyang was skeptical and put the swan in his hand down. The swan flapped its wings a few times, as if it had used up all its strength, and then it staggered and lay on the swan that had been dead for a long time, motionless.

"Hey, Eucalyptus, that's amazing!" Wan Xiangyang was very surprised and exclaimed.

"I've read too many miscellaneous books." Tang Zhitong laughed. Although he felt emotional, he couldn't condemn Wan Xiangyang's behavior. People were not even able to eat enough, so how could they care about these things?

If I really say it out loud, I'll seem pretentious.

"That's good now, one for you and one for Fang Chu." Wan Xiangyang was very satisfied with today's harvest. He felt that the swan was sensible and actually came to his door on its own initiative.

"Brother Yang, I really don't want to. I just went to hunt a few wild ducks with my classmates a few days ago. If I take them back like this, the neighbors will be jealous. Listen to me, take them back and eat them with your sister-in-law." Tang Zhitong refused again, very firmly.

"Then..." Wan Xiangyang was still not giving up and wanted to be humble again.

"Oh, my good brother Yang, I appreciate your kindness, that's it. Next time you go out with a gun, stay away from places like the Summer Palace." Tang Zhitong finished eating a steamed bun, stood up, patted his butt, and prepared to leave.

"Of course, I've learned my lesson this time." Wan Xiangyang saw that Tang Zhitong was indeed not trying to give in to him, so he didn't mention the swan matter again.

"Brother Yang, you go back first. I still have something to do. I'll come to see you after get off work." Tang Zhitong glanced at his watch. There was still more than an hour before get off work ended. He planned to take this opportunity to find Zhang Chengping and complete the task assigned by his mother.

"Okay, then we'll see you after get off work." Wan Xiangyang didn't ask what Tang Zhitong was about. Things are different now than before. Section Chief Tang is a very busy man.

To go from the Summer Palace to the Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, one has to pass by the Beijing Library. Tang Zhitong went in and explained to Xiao Wang that he had something to do and would have to go back late in the evening, and asked him to save some food for himself.

Everything is fine with Zhang Chengping. After nearly a month, not only does his complexion improve, but he has also gained some weight.

"Anzi, you don't have to give me money. I'm doing well here. Teacher Xia and my classmates are taking good care of me." Faced with the five dollars handed over by Tang Zhitong, Zhang Chengping waved his hands repeatedly, unwilling to accept it.

"This is what my mother gave me. Just take it. If you can't spend it on the training, save it for when you get home." Tang Zhitong stuffed the money into Zhang Chengping's hand without hesitation, and then asked: "Brother Xiaoping, did they say when the course will be completed?"

"The day after tomorrow, this Saturday. In order to take care of the students, the hospital allows those who live far away to leave early on Sunday morning." Zhang Chengping held the money in his hand and told his cousin the news that the teacher had just announced.

"Then, after you finish your work here, come to my house. My mother wants to see you. Saturday or Sunday is fine, it depends on your time." Tang Zhitong thought it was unfortunate. He was very busy on Saturday and had to pay salaries. In the evening, he had to go to Zhuzikeng to find Zhang Laosan to get toon sprouts. He might not be able to take care of Zhang Chengping by then, so he could just push it to his mother.

"Okay!" When Zhang Chengping heard that it was his aunt calling him for something, he had to go.

"Then I won't delay your class. I'll go find Teacher Xia."

Even Zhang Chengping admitted that Xia Xiangwen had taken care of him, so Tang Zhitong naturally couldn't just ignore it.

This month, Tang Zhitong only came to deliver dumplings once, and he didn't meet Xia Xiangwen at that time. Today, I still have some time, so I should go give him two boxes of cigarettes and say a few polite words.

There were restrictions on the sale of cigarettes a while ago, mainly in Daqianmen, where people could only buy one box at a time. Recently, the rules have changed again, limiting the sale of Class A cigarettes, while the sale of other Class B, C, and D cigarettes should not exceed five boxes at a time. This is also a disguised way of opening up the supply of cigarettes.

Cigarettes are not as good as eating or drinking, but they can make people feel more relaxed when they are under a lot of stress.

Tang Zhitong doesn't quite believe that this adjustment has nothing to do with the tight supply of non-staple food.

(End of this chapter)