The golden age began in 1977

Chapter 53 Wei Qinghuan, what do you want to do?

Things are quite tricky.

Now the working class leads everything. Factories have large numbers of employees and great power. Employees who commit crimes must first notify the factory.

In particular, rubber factories are key units.

Pang Lai Fu called Huang Yongtao over and asked the top leader to handle the matter.

Huang Yongtao first called the security department of the Seventh Rubber Factory and asked them to send someone over.

At the same time, he found a big shot in Taishan Road Street, Duan Chuanzong, the vice principal of Chengnan District People's Night School.

Huang Yongtao arranged for Qian to go in and find Duan Chuanzong, and Xu Weidong chased after him for fear that he would be left alone and get into trouble.

Duan Chuanzong holds a high position, has a good job, and has good housing conditions.

But he didn't live well.

There was a commotion at his house at this time.

There were women cursing, young women crying, and children sobbing.

The corridor entrance was so crowded with people watching the excitement that Qian Jin and his companion couldn't squeeze in.

Xu Weidong asked around and someone said that a very beautiful young woman was sitting and crying at his doorstep with a child of five or six years old in her arms.

Duan Chuanzong's wife's hands were like pliers, and she specialized in finding Duan Chuanzong's weak spots, twisting them and asking:
"You usually talk about Party spirit but never about discipline. Ah, it turns out you were just putting on an act for me!"

"No wonder he kept talking about Qinghuan, Qinghuan in his sleep, and even lied to me about Tsinghua?"

"Tell me, tell me, when did you hook up with this vixen? Okay, the child is already this big!"

The people at the corridor entrance laughed.

Qian Jin asked in a low voice: "What happened?"

In fact, he already had the answer in his mind.

Similar things are all too common in 27 years.

Xu Weidong also had an answer. He said, "What else could it be?"

"Principal Duan must have lost control and kissed a woman, taking off his pants and connecting the train to the station. Now the station is coming after him, and his wife is getting angry when she finds out..."

Qian Jin glared at him.

What's wrong with you?

Are you doing hip-hop in this tube-shaped building?
The people watching nearby laughed out loud: "Weidong is absolutely right."

Duan Chuanzong was a very elegant man. Even when his wife was tossing him around like crazy, he didn't curse her. He just kept shouting:

"I'm being wronged! Wei Qinghuan, please speak up. Why are you crying? What are you doing in my house..."

Qian Jin was a little worried: "What should I do? Old Xu, I don't think Principal Duan can help. His home is even more of a mess than the institute. What do you think?"

Xu Weidong said, "I'll go look ahead."

He pushed his way through the crowd, stretched out his arms, and raised his red armband: "Make way, make way, comrades, we are here to handle public security matters, please make way..."

I learned that someone from the Public Security Bureau had come.

Wei Qinghuan wiped her tears and finally spoke: "Principal Duan, you have experienced the feeling of chaos at home."

"Because I don't have a house, I live in the teachers' dormitory with my children, and my roommates don't want to, so they make trouble for me every day."

"So you can handle the housing allocation at your company this time. I'm not greedy. I just want the house that should have been allocated to me last year!"

Principal Duan spoke in an official tone: "Who should be assigned to whom? This matter was discussed and decided by the school party committee."

"I've already told you - honey, why are you still twisting me?"

Qian Jin squeezed through the crowd and coughed, "Go away, go away. What are you all looking at here?"

"Go back and stop talking nonsense! This is Principal Duan's colleague who's here to ask him about the housing allocation policy. You all need to keep your mouths shut and stop stomping around like sluts!"

After sending the crowd away, he walked towards the door again: "And this female comrade, I'm not saying you..."

The young woman sitting at the door holding the girl looked back at him.

On her round oval face, her big eyes were filled with tears and teardrops, like two pools of cool autumn water.

She has a straight nose and naturally pink lips.

She had secretly grown her hair longer, which was the uniform school haircut. Probably because she had just cried and sweated, it was now wet and sticky to her cheeks, like black silk wrapped around Yuan Dynasty blue and white porcelain.

The dim light from the door shone on the already yellow hair, giving it a hazy soft glow.

Qian Jin coughed twice to establish his authority.

Xu Weidong quickly rolled up his sleeves to show off his muscles, supported him with one hand, and patted his back with the other: "My dear Davarish, what's wrong with you?"

The voice was as gentle as if the throat had been rubbed with sandpaper.

He glared at Xu Weidong and gestured with his mouth: Get out!

He knew his grandson's plan too well.

This grandson wants to show his chivalrous character and tenderness in front of the young woman.

But he did understand.

Wei Qinghuan is very charming.

There's no need to talk about her appearance, just talk about the way she sat at the door.

This should have been the awkward posture of a shrew throwing a tantrum, but because of the curves of her waist and hips, it exudes a charming and graceful charm!
Qian Jin understood.

The man blocking the stairs is not here to watch the fun, he is here to see the women!
All the men here are fascinated by her beauty.

But there is no money coming in.

PS, beautification, AI head-changing, what hasn't he seen?

Regarding this kind of scene, he could only say: Haha, just ordinary stuff.

"Sister-in-law, please get up. It's cold now. Be careful not to get sick." Qian Jin said.

He used the name to remind Xu Weidong not to think too much.

Wei Qinghuan stood up silently.

The little girl was still crying, and she cried even harder when she saw the security guards arriving.

Qian Jin handed her a candy from his bag.

This is a magical way to coax children nowadays. The little girl smiled with tears in her eyes.

Wei Qinghuan lowered her head, brushed her messy hair, and whispered, "Thank you."

Duan Chuanzong thanked the two men even more and came up to shake their hands repeatedly.

Qian Jin told him the purpose of looking for him.

Duan Chuanzong just wanted to avoid the limelight, so he readily agreed to go downstairs.

Wei Qinghuan naturally had no need to stay.

He picked up the little girl and left.

The little girl was raised to be very chubby, and the girl lying on her shoulders looked like she was carrying a small gas tank.

After going downstairs, she wanted to leave quietly.

Xu Weidong asked enthusiastically, "Comrade Wei, how are you going? By bike or by bus?"

Wei Qinghuan said, "Thank you for your concern. We will take the bus back to school."

"Then my colleague and I will give you a ride." He wanted to pat his chest, but then he felt that his intention was too obvious, so he pushed the money inside.

He gave Qian Jin a look that said, "You're in luck, kid!" and said, "The security situation is bad right now. Our neighborhood just arrested a bunch of hooligans from the Seventh Rubber Factory."

"It's too dangerous for a woman like you to walk at night. Let my colleague take you to the car."

This is true.

Qian Jin made a 'please' gesture.

There are fewer bus stops now.

The building was quite far from the bus stop where Wei Qinghuan was going to take the bus.

Qian Jin said, "Sister-in-law, why don't you let me hold your daughter while you take a rest."

Wei Qinghuan snorted and muttered, "If you think I'm old, just call me Big Sister. I'm not married, so what's the point of calling me Sister-in-law?"

The little girl also smiled and said, "This is my aunt, not my mother."

Qian Jin was surprised.

Is she still a grown-up girl?
But what's with that young woman vibe on her body!

What a gift!
He changed the subject and said, "You're not married, so why did you make such a scene just now? If it gets to your workplace, it will hurt your reputation."

"Besides, if you want a room, you can talk to your superiors. Coming here to deliberately create misunderstandings will only damage Principal Duan's reputation."

Wei Qinghuan distanced herself from him and said coldly, "My reputation cannot be harmed."

"Will talking to the boss be useful? Do you think I didn't talk to him last year?"

"As for his desire for a good reputation? Didn't you just hear his wife say what he was muttering in his dream? If you didn't hear it, I suggest you go to our night school and ask the female comrades about Principal Duan's reputation."

Qian Jin sighed, "Well, I don't understand the inside story, so I shouldn't make random comments."

Wei Qinghuan looked at him in surprise.

Coincidentally, when they arrived at the station, bus No. 5 also arrived.

Qian Jin asked her, "Do you have a flashlight?"

Wei Qinghuan shook his head.

Qian Jin lent her the flashlight: "Be careful on the road."

Then he turned around and quickly returned to the police station.

There is more business.

People from the Security Department of the Seventh Rubber Factory have arrived and said that these people’s direct supervisors are also on the way.

Huang Yongtao asked him for his opinion: "How do you want to hold this group of people accountable?"

Qian Jin was merciless: "The law must be followed and enforced strictly!"

Xu Weidong shared the same opinion: "They must be severely punished. This gang of thieves actually scouted the area in advance and surrounded and annihilated us under cover of darkness."

"Captain Qian and I happened to be together to protect him, otherwise he would have been annihilated tonight."

Huang Yongtao nodded to show that he understood.

He immediately said that he would detain all 20 people, and reported the case to the higher authorities on the grounds that too many people were involved, and that the case would be handled by the higher authorities.

The head of the security department and two workshop directors of the Seventh Rubber Factory argued:
"They are immature and impulsive..."

"Hey, hey, hey, Old Huang, it's not a big deal. Let's just talk it over and don't report it to the higher-ups..."

"We can talk about anything, we can talk about anything. Let's chat with those two young comrades..."

Qian Jincai didn't want to chat with them:
"Why didn't you come and talk to my comrade Xu when he was surrounded and annihilated? Luckily I was protecting his ass from behind, otherwise his ass would have been torn into pieces tonight!"

Huang Yongtao saw that he had made his attitude clear, so he began to protect his son:

"Comrades Qian Jin and Xu Weidong are our security commandos. Your workers are so bold that they even dared to retaliate against the security commandos!"

"If I don't punish them severely today, won't they dare to retaliate against me, a security officer, tomorrow?"

The head of security knew him and handed him a cigarette:

"This is definitely something these young people did wrong, but as our great mentor, Comrade Lenin, said, God will forgive young people for their mistakes."

Qian Jin chuckled softly after hearing this: "Section Chief, then send them to see God?"

Xu Weidong squinted and gave him a thumbs up.

My dear comrade, you are really good at talking. You are stealing the food from the giant panda - you are taking the bamboo shoots!

Huang Yongtao said to the section chief seriously, "Lao Ma, we're just friends, so I didn't make a big deal out of this."

"Twenty people on bicycles, armed with weapons, surrounded and beat up two security commandos. You're an old comrade, you know the nature of this!"

Old Ma sighed deeply.

One workshop director couldn't help but shout, "Let me talk to those two comrades. I heard they're still living in the neighborhood committee's collective household?"

"Our company has a recruitment quota this month, and we can give you a recruitment quota!"

Qian Jin and Xu Weidong looked at each other.

Recruitment quotas, more recruitment quotas!
(End of this chapter)