Spring Breeze Twenty Years

Chapter 662 Major Inspection

Things are done quickly in the military; because you have a mission, you can just hand over the person and leave. The mission is the most important thing.

Xiao Wei and the others didn't need to worry about what happened next. Anyway, none of these people would be alright. Anything related to military missions would cause big problems.

The four of them left the compound, found a restaurant to fill their stomachs, and returned to Fengtian smoothly.

Xiao Wei first dropped Hao Dawei off at Nanhu, then took the two soldiers to the main hospital, which was only one kilometer away from Anji Old Restaurant. After that, he ran to the police station to hand over his gun. It happened to be Chief Lu on duty. Xiao Wei explained the whereabouts of the bullet, and Chief Lu said, "It's okay, I'll replace it for you. It's good that nothing happened."

Xiao Wei recounted what happened on the way there and back, saying, "Now I know what's going on. I'll never drive recklessly again when going on long trips."

Director Lu laughed, pointing at Xiao Wei and saying, "With your guts... well, I can't even describe it. Alright, go home and rest. Are you free tomorrow?"

Xiao Wei asked, "What's going on tomorrow?"

Director Lu threw a document on the table and said, "Crack down on prostitution. Conduct a major inspection of public places such as karaoke bars, dance halls, billiard halls, private hotels, and bathhouses."

Xiao Wei asked, "Are there any prostitution rings at the billiards hall?"

Lu waved his hand and said, "Isn't 19 yellow? Get lost, get lost, don't gossip with me."

Xiao Wei laughed heartily as he left the police station and drove home.

When they arrived home, Uncle Wang, Aunt Wang, and Xiao Hong had already eaten and were engaged in their daily routine of visiting Chen Xiao's bedroom. Xiao Wei had no choice but to go to the kitchen to find food himself. Chen Hui sneaked over and ate a meal. Like Xiao Hong, he often didn't get enough to eat at regular meals because of Chen Xiao. He couldn't stand Chen Xiao's expression and look, so lately he would sneak into the kitchen to eat when Chen Xiao was asleep.

Xiao Wei reached out and squeezed Chen Hui's arm, saying, "That's good. You've lost some weight these past few days, and your arms are stronger than before. Why don't you just keep going for two or three months? Your health is the most important thing."

Chen Hui said, "I also feel comfortable after losing weight. Walking and sitting feel different. Tsk tsk, try my best, okay? I'll try my best." Oh no, I'm hopelessly lazy.

Xiao Wei said, "I won't force you, you can decide for yourself. I'm starting to hope that your little Hui is a crybaby, that the more trouble he causes, the better it might be for you and Chen Xiao. It doesn't have to take too long, three to five years is enough."

Chen Hui stared at Xiao Wei with his mouth agape: "You're being too ruthless! Even curses aren't this vicious!"

Xiao Wei didn't mention the two robberies on the street to anyone, and he also told Hao Dawei not to mention it. It wasn't a big deal, so why make everyone worry? It's enough to keep many things to yourself.

night.

Xiao Hong lay lazily on the bed, her arms and legs scattered in all directions without any regard for appearance, and asked, "School has already started, have you taken care of Xiao Bing's transfer yet?"

Xiao Wei was taking notes and said, "No, let's wait until we move over. It's inconvenient for him to eat and stay here now, and we'd need someone to take care of him. Let's do everything together once we've moved over and settled in, since we'll be coming anyway."

Xiao Hong said, "Uncle Li's elderly relatives, aunt, and children have all come over and are staying at a hotel temporarily. Xiao Hui found the place for them."

Xiao Wei nodded and said, "Plans can't keep up with changes. Luckily, it only took about a month. I've found that these things either don't happen or they pile up, which can be quite a headache sometimes."

Xiao Hong was quiet for a moment, then said, "I've joined the student council, the publicity department."

Xiao Wei turned his head and asked, "Did you get paid?"

Xiao Hong threw a pillow at him. Xiao Wei caught the pillow, hugged it to his chest, and said, "Watch your manners, okay? Look at your posture."

Xiao Hong said, "What? You're not happy about it? If you're not happy, then let's fight."

Xiao Wei gritted his teeth, closed the laptop, grabbed his pillow, and pounced on the bed. "I told you to hang it up."

The next day, Xiaowei went to the police station after breakfast.

The crackdown on prostitution and security checks in public places have been going on for several days now. These kinds of activities are routine for the police; it would be strange if they didn't do them for a while. They're quite adept at it, visiting and checking places in their assigned areas to complete their tasks.

Generally, the relationship between entertainment venues and the local police station in these areas is quite good; everyone knows this. Everyone makes a living, and there are many things you can't simply ban. Where there's demand, there's supply. As long as it's not too excessive and everyone keeps appearances in check, there's no point in delving too deeply.

Unlike later, most of those who started this profession in the early 90s had stories to tell. They were poor, had elderly parents to support, children to raise, and themselves to survive. What could they do if they couldn't make a living or find a job?

The higher-ups always expect ordinary people to obediently follow orders, hand over land when it's taken, and accept layoffs when laid off, without causing trouble or making a fuss. They've never cared about the lives of the common people. Has no one considered how these people, without land, jobs, or income, survive? By simply breathing?

That sounds nice, development requires growing pains, and once we get through this period, the good times will come. But how are we going to get through it? Not a single useful word, not a single concrete action.

Therefore, the Chinese people are truly the most resilient group of people. They are also the most helpless, forever lacking any voice; they can only listen to others' opinions, good or bad.

We had a morning meeting to summarize the work of the past few days, talked about the situation at our colleague's office, and then went out shopping in groups.

It's really similar to shopping. You walk from one end of the assigned street to the other, and when you come across a public place, you go in, take a look around, talk to the owner, explain the seriousness of the situation and the importance that the higher authorities attach to it, emphasize the laws and regulations, and then go to the next place.

Bathhouses in Northeast China are as numerous as hairs on a cow, ranging from large to small, from high-end to mass-market, and are found in every corner of the city. They are also a major area of ​​concern for people's spiritual lives and are a key target for investigation.

"This storefront is quite nice," Xiao Liu exclaimed, looking up at the tall entrance of the bathhouse. Back in 91, bathhouses were the most upscale stores on the street. Bathing was a cultural practice in Northeast China; people might skimp on food and clothing, but they would definitely skimp on bathing.

Pushing open the door to the magnificent hall, a row of beautifully dressed girls bowed in unison: "Welcome."

A very elegantly dressed woman approached and said, "Welcome, sir. Are there two of you?"

Xiao Wei turned to look at Xiao Liu. This guy insisted on being in Xiao Wei's group and even had the audacity to not let Xiao Wei wear a police uniform. The two of them came in plainclothes, carrying a stack of investigation forms, which looked rather strange.

(End of this chapter)