When he returned to his office, Zhao Guodong found that his office had been cleaned up long ago. This was the office left by the policeman.

A somewhat old desk is also sturdy and wide. A carved wooden cabinet next to it can tell it was an old antique at a glance, but there was a red lacquer five-star printed on the side. Several vague handwritings of the Jiangmiao Town Revolutionary Committee were still vaguely visible. It was obvious that it was the product preserved during the * period, otherwise it would have been destroyed by the four old ones.

Zhao Guodong's eyes lit up and walked up to check the antique wooden cabinet that looked like Huanghuali. No matter how you look at this thing, it looks a bit like the Ming Dynasty style. Judging from the wear of the legs and edges around the cabinet, you also know that this thing is a bit old, but it is difficult to accurately judge its age for a while.

Elementary and junior high school years were a very critical period for Zhao Guodong. Although the teaching level of children's schools made Zhao Guodong's academic performance unable to reach a higher level, on the other hand, Zhao Guodong could meet the ancient Taoist, a strange Taoist who changed himself in the No. 1 Cotton Textile Factory of Andu.

In addition to his martial arts fighting skills, he also obtained the knowledge of miscellaneous artifacts such as antiques, including ancient furniture, from ancient Taoists at that time.

The ancient Taoist lived in a dilapidated Taoist temple a mile outside the west gate of the factory. Even the local people couldn't tell when he started to live there. However, he had already lived there when the Andu First Cotton Textile Factory began to be built, and the Zhao brothers also began to hang out with the somewhat crazy ancient Taoist in elementary school.

"Brother Zhao!" The voice outside the door stopped Zhao Guodong and wanted to carefully observe the wooden cabinet. Zhao Guodong turned his head and nodded and greeted a strong man who walked in, "Minggui, come and sit down. I'm talking about going to your office."

The strong man who walked in was wearing a yellow summer police uniform, but there were no other marks. His face was clearly angular. He was around thirty years old and brought a gust of wind when he walked. He was Hu Minggui, a joint defense team member in the institute, and would also be Zhao Guodong's assistant.

"Brother Zhao, Qiu said that I would go to Daguankou with you on Monday."

"Well, I'll go on Monday morning. I told Qiu Suo that on the first day, I still have to pretend to be like a tricycle." Zhao Guodong nodded, "It's probably only a ten-mile area in just over ten minutes."

"Well, it's almost the same as riding a motorcycle, and it takes half an hour to ride a bicycle." Hu Minggui took Ashima who had been thrown by Zhao Guodong with both hands and took a closer look, ignited the fire and took a beautiful mouthful, and then said, "Brother Zhao was here to stay in Daguankou and Tuling. It seems that the Qiu Suo highly valued Brother Zhao."

"Oh? What do you mean?" Zhao Guodong heard a little smell as soon as he heard it, but he did not show any expression.

These joint defenses are all old men who are familiar with the police station. Before Zhao Guodong came to the police station, Team Liu said hello to him not trust the joint defense in the station too much, and have to make your own decisions in everything and not be led by those joint defenses.

"Haha, in the past two years, Director Liao has been lying on Daguankou Township and Tuling Township. Director Liao is the head of the institute. He is old and in poor health, so he doesn't have much time to go to these two townships. He only has something to do, and it's rare to go for a month. Anyway, both townships have security rooms, so no major happens." Hu Minggui answered with his mouth whispered.

"Oh? But I heard what Qiu said that the two townships seemed to be not very quiet, and the township governments had some opinions." Zhao Guodong heard some tricks and asked tentatively.

"There are no major events, but of course small events are indispensable. The security room people are okay to deal with ordinary second-class men. If they really encounter thorns and those wide-angle men, they can't take them down. They have been like this for two or three years. Can the village have no objection?" Hu Minggui didn't hide anything.

"Minggui, what do you mean is that there are some tough characters in Daguankou and Tuling?" Zhao Guodong pretended to be disbelief.

"Hehe, Brother Zhao, you came from the criminal police team, of course you won't be afraid of anyone, but these guys are born and raised. As the saying goes, strong dragons can't defeat local snakes. These guys usually don't meet people, but they will pop up when the critical moment." Hu Minggui seemed to feel that he was talking a little too much and began to hide his words.

It seems that the two townships of Daguankou and Tuling are still in trouble. No wonder Qiu Yuanfeng values ​​himself so much. It seems that he is going to take the school exam for a while. Zhao Guodong is thinking about how to start this topic. It seems that Hu Minggui should be a relatively straightforward person. If you carefully set it up, you can also learn more about things.

Another Ashima threw it over, and Zhao Guodong felt a little heartbroken. One cigarette almost cost a tricent amount, and there were only a few cigarettes left in the cigarette box.

"Minggui, the Office of Qiu has decided to let me stay in Daguankou and Tuling. You and Tan Kai will follow me to the two townships. You also know that the two townships have not been arrested in the past two years. The township government has some opinions and often whispers to the district work committee. The Office of Qiu is also under pressure. How to get the work done? I was in the dark after I came. You and Tan Kai were tying me up."

"Brother Zhao, don't worry, as long as you can stand up, my surname Hu has nothing to say. I can still say a few words on Daguankou." Hu Minggui put the cigarette behind his ears, reluctant to let go, and said confidently.

"Well, that's good. Then tell me what's wrong with Daguankou." Zhao Guodong asked with a close eye.

"Oh, Brother Zhao, I can't explain it clearly at this moment. It's better for us to go and go a few more times together." Hu Minggui stood up and shook his head, "By the way, call Tan Kai on Monday morning, let's go together. Anyway, Tan Kai and I will follow Brother Zhao, you will be scrambled."

Seeing Hu Minggui disappearing at the door, Zhao Guodong sat on a rattan chair and thought. These guys seemed to be slippery and had a hint of jokes.

Daguankou Township is the southernmost town in Jiangkou County. To the south is the boundary of Pingchuan County. It is also the second largest town in Jiangmiao District, second only to Jiangmiao Town. It has a population of more than 20,000. There is also a market town that runs at the venue on the 258th of the month. I heard that it was crowded when the venue was held, and it was even able to catch up on Jiangmiao Street.

After borrowing Hu Minggui's bicycle, Zhao Guodong flew on his bike and headed straight for the textile factory. The 28-way phoenix weighted bicycle was pedaling the windmill under Zhao Guodong's feet, and the whistling sound of the wind brought Zhao Guodong infinite joy.

Five or six miles were left behind in just a few minutes, and I stepped on the shiny beam. A large area of ​​buildings was already vaguely visible. The most obvious one was two large water towers, one south and one north, standing at the highest point. They were the landmark buildings of the two major living areas of the textile factory, north and south. However, at this time, Zhao Guodong had a little more vicissitudes in his eyes, and less of the majesty of junior high school.

Below the water tower is a large area of ​​buildings of varying heights, but compared with Jiangmiao Town, the textile factory building complex is obviously on the top of several levels.

As soon as you enter the factory, Zhao Guodong can feel a completely different atmosphere from that in Jiangmiao Town. If Jiangmiao Town gives Zhao Guodong a rural wild girl with a mountain flavor, then the living area of ​​the textile factory is a little shy little jade, which is a little more gentle but less wild.

Textile factories have always been a typical example of the yin and yang decline. Zhao Guodong narrowed his eyes and was surfing the crowds. At this time, it was the peak hours of the factory's day shift. A large number of female workers hurried out of the factory gate and returned to the dormitory, and then took their clothes to the public bath hall, and cut the production area and living area into two halves.

The vegetable market also ushered in the last climax of the day, and the aroma from the braised and cold dish stall made Zhao Guodong realize that his stomach seemed a little weak.
Chapter completed!