The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

In the early morning, the first ray of sunlight shines on the windows of No. 315 Xinzhong Street.

"Shh!"

The curtains on the windows on the second floor opened in response, and pedestrians passing by below subconsciously looked up after hearing this.

Unexpectedly, this small apartment building that had been vacant for such a long time was actually occupied again.

The pace of work slowed down, and when I lowered my head to think for a moment, I inadvertently saw a small jeep parked in the corner.

"Are you still a cadre who distributes cars?"

The neighbors who saw this scene were instantly shocked. Didn't some uncle say before that a young couple had moved here?

There had been no movement for so many days, but when there was movement there was an official car. I had planned to meet this neighbor before, but my thoughts suddenly changed.

Little does Li Feng know that his every move has been carefully observed by the old neighbors here. In his previous life, this place was the territory of the enthusiastic people. At this time, he was still washing in the sink.

"Xiao Xu, go and buy some breakfast. I'll put the money and food stamps on the table!"

The two young people finished breakfast in the house.

"Chief, where are you going today?"

After putting away his things, Xu Le was still a little restrained and looked at Li Feng sitting next to the sofa.

"Where to go, work, Red Star Steel Rolling Mill!"

Outside the door, the uncle and aunt who had had breakfast watched with curiosity as the two young men came out, one opened the door, the other got in the car, and then left.

"How can you be so young and worthy of a car?"

"Hey~ It seems that this young man has been here before. Last time, I remember he brought a girl with him. I seem to remember him from last time. He must be a cadre somewhere!"

Another old man holding a cattail leaf fan knocked on the other man next to him. He may be old and his memory cannot keep up.

"Hey, something happened in front of No. 317. In a few days, someone came to live in No. 315. There are still two young people. Lao Zhang, is it related to that?"

Another aunt who was mending clothes scratched the top of her head with the tip of her needle, watched the vehicle go away, and raised her chin toward the east.

"Tsk, what are you talking about? Didn't Director Zhu of the subdistrict office say not to mention that matter?"

The old man holding the cattail fan quickly patted the talkative aunt on the side with the cattail fan, his expression was gloomy and a little cautious.

"Old Zhang, what happened on No. 317? Why did so many police comrades come that day? If you know, tell the big guys!"

"Don't ask around if you shouldn't ask, I don't know!"

Facing the curious eyes of several people around him, Lao Li said angrily with a straight face, slapped his cattail leaf fan behind him, picked up the small horse and left.

They wanted to know, and Lao Zhang himself also wanted to know. No. 317 lived well, but why suddenly his whole family disappeared overnight.

But thinking of Director Zhu's secretive appearance, he didn't dare to go up and ask.

……

In the morning, Dongzhimen Street was crowded with people going to work.

The guards in the security department had put on new posts. At least, Li Feng glanced at them and didn't recognize them.

"Drip, drip!"

Seeing that one of the sentry posts was in front of the traffic jam and the other one was entering the sentry post, Xu Le pressed the horn.

"Which unit is it from?"

The security department personnel who hurried into the sentry came out with an unfamiliar officer. After checking the license plate with the notebook in his hand, the officer looked at Li Feng who was sitting in the back row and asked Xu Le.

"Chief!"

Xu Le was also a little speechless. You don't even recognize the leaders of your own factory. He put one hand on the steering wheel and turned his head to look at Li Feng.When the officer outside the car door heard Xu Le's address, he saluted behind the car. He had subconsciously ignored Li Feng just now.

After all, who told him not to sit in the passenger seat? Today’s leaders all like to sit in the passenger seat.

"Logistics Department, Li Feng!"

Looking at the unfamiliar gatekeeper, Li Feng thoughtfully rolled down half of the car window and handed over his ID.

After taking the certificate, the security officer carefully checked the photo and then opened the book.

Li Feng watched this scene quietly and thought to himself. He didn't expect that the Lou family's escape would have such a great impact on the steel rolling mill. Even the entire security system had to be replaced.

"Comrade, may I ask where your ID is?"

After checking Li Feng's ID, the security officer handed it back respectfully, and then looked at Xu Le.

"I'm sorry, Deputy Director Li. The steel rolling mill is now under control. Personnel and vehicles from outside units are not allowed to enter for the time being."

Maybe he was afraid that Li Feng would misunderstand, or maybe he was trying to remind Li Feng that after all, he had only been here for half a month, and at first he felt that the leaders of the steel rolling mill were very down-to-earth. They all rode bicycles, but later they found out that the driving school had taken over the cars.

This Deputy Director Li has a bit of a special look.

Xu Le never took out his ID, nor did he have an ID from the steel rolling mill. His ID would only be shown when necessary.

"Okay, Xu Le, pick me up at 05:30!"

A car was blocked at the gate. With the flow of people going to work, more and more eyes were looking at this place. Li Feng didn't want to do anything special.

Since it is a matter of control, then follow the rules of control and there is no need to cause more trouble.

"Chief, my mission is to be by your side!"

Facing Xu Le's embarrassed expression, Li Feng patted him on the shoulder.

"It's okay. If not, just wait outside the door. I'll go in and communicate. You can't do anything special!"

The officer outside looked a little more relaxed. Unexpectedly, the young deputy director of the steel rolling mill was quite reasonable and did not embarrass him.

"Ding ding ding ding~chi~~!" There was a sound of sudden braking.

Li Feng, who had just opened the car door, came face-to-face with Li Huaide, who had made an emergency stop.

"Hoo, hoo~!"

Li Huaide was breathing heavily. It could be seen how hard he had been riding the bicycle just now. There were beads of sweat on his slightly bald forehead.

But when he arrived, his mouth that was open just now quickly closed.

There was a lot of trouble in the factory now. He originally thought it was the leader from some department, but never in his wildest dreams did he expect that the person sitting in the back of the car turned out to be Li Feng, who had disappeared for half a year.

The bicycle chain was almost broken just now, and the flattering expression I prepared was given to the wrong person.

"Deputy Director Li, please slow down and don't hit anything. I can't bear the responsibility!"

Li Feng got off the car, straightened his clothes, stuffed his work photo into his pocket, and said with a smile facing Li Huaide who was riding a bicycle.

Li Huaide's lungs were about to burst with anger, but he still had to pretend to be calm. He looked at Li Feng and then at the jeep. The brake line was almost broken by him.

"Hey, Deputy Director Li is back. Do you still have a car to sit in, eh?"

Li Huaide jumped off the bicycle, parked it, frowned and nodded gently to Li Feng, and then studied the jeep carefully, with a trace of doubt in his eyes.

"Isn't this a car from our factory?"

"Tsk, tsk, it's been half a year, Deputy Director Li, it's this door again. I still remember that I helped you out here. You were smiling just now. Do you want to thank me?"

Li Feng didn't have time to explain to him how the car came. Instead, he looked at the door wistfully and poked his lungs directly. (End of chapter)