We passed through the moon gate to the front yard.
For the first time ever, Wang Dabao didn't run into Yan Bugui. Logically speaking, Yan Bugui should have been up and watering the flowers long ago at this time.
Wang Dabao glanced at the gate of Lao Yan's house, but there was no movement. He then pushed his bicycle out of the courtyard gate and rode straight to the steel rolling mill.
The environment in Beijing today can't be described as good; a gust of wind can leave your face covered in sand. But at least there weren't as many cars back then, so you didn't have to breathe in exhaust fumes.
In his previous life, when Wang Dabao read fan fiction, he thought that riding a bicycle in this era was the same as driving a Lamborghini and making a ruckus in the future. But the reality was that there were a lot of bicycles in Beijing. Every compound had two or three of them.
This is even with the requirement of a ticket to buy a bicycle.
Upon arriving at the south gate of the steel rolling mill, following the same routine as yesterday, Wang Dabao handed his bicycle to Zheng Jun to push to the duty room, and then went inside to sit for a while, smoke a cigarette, and have a cup of tea.
"How was it? Did anything happen at the gate last night?"
Wang Dabao sipped his tea and asked Zheng Jun a question.
Zheng Jun chuckled and lit Wang Dabao's cigarette: "It's all been trivial matters lately. The brothers were talking about your deeds, Section Chief Wang, all night."
"My deeds?"
Zheng Jun had really piqued Wang Dabao's curiosity.
"It was only after I told them what Section Chief Hu had said that their argument was finally settled, even though you killed so many Japanese soldiers on the battlefield."
Wang Dabao felt a little embarrassed and pondered for a moment before speaking: "Tell the brothers that they are just like the soldiers on the battlefield, protecting their homeland. If our country wants to become prosperous and strong, we must first resist the invasion and theft of enemy agents. The burden on their shoulders is just as heavy."
"yes."
Zheng Jun stood up and saluted Wang Dabao.
After leaving the duty room of the First Squadron of the Security Team, Wang Dabao first went to the office building, stayed there for a while, and then went to Section Chief Hu's office.
The main office door of the government building is unlocked, but Section Chief Hu is not here. He should be in the rest room of the security department building.
Seeing that it was almost nine o'clock, Wang Dabao strolled over to the conference room in the security department's small building.
Pushing open the door, the room was filled with smoke, which made the female logistics staff cover their mouths and noses with their clothes.
"Put out your cigarettes."
When Wang Dabao speaks, no one dares to disobey; Zhao Zhongyi's fate was a prime example of this.
Is Zhao Zhongyi so awesome? He almost got shot by Wang Dabao!
Everyone in the security department has extensive connections, especially since they are all team leaders. They had already found out that Zhao Zhongyi and his henchmen had been sent back to his backers and were now ordinary workers in the workshop.
Wang Dabao is now a figure of immense influence in the security department. Anyone who dares to offend him at this time is practically courting death. You have to understand that the new broom sweeps clean of Zhao Zhongyi with his first act, and the second one hasn't even started yet.
No one who can rise to the position of captain in the security department is stupid, and they certainly wouldn't act tough at this time.
Seeing that everyone had put out their cigarettes, Feng Biao quickly got up and opened all the windows to let the smoke out.
Wang Dabao did not sit in the main seat, but instead chose a chair next to it.
Although Section Chief Hu had handed over the reins of power to me, he hadn't actually stepped down yet. Normally, the two of us could joke around freely in the office, but in this kind of situation, we still had to show each other respect.
"It's not that we don't want everyone to smoke, but you all saw what happened just now. If this door is opened, people who don't know better might think that the security office building is on fire. If others come to put out the fire, wouldn't that be a laughing stock?"
Wang Dabao tapped the table and his first words made everyone laugh.
Seeing that the tense atmosphere had eased, Wang Dabao pulled out a pack of Zhonghua cigarettes from his pocket and slammed it on the conference table, muttering to himself, "Damn, this section chief position is using up too many cigarettes."
A group of captains, squad leaders, and firefighters and equipment officers around him burst into laughter again.
Seeing Section Chief Wang again today, their impression of him was completely different from that of yesterday.
What was your impression of yesterday?
Young and handsome, a smiling tiger, ruthless, decisive, and a killer.
Today's Wang Dabao is more down-to-earth and authentic, and his way of speaking is more relatable to everyone. He has a completely different style from Section Chief Hu.
Seeing that no one went to get cigarettes, Wang Dabao looked around at everyone and said, "How about this, let's set a rule from now on, which I will also abide by: no two people can smoke in the meeting room at the same time. Let's do it one at a time. That way, it will be easier to let the smoke out with the windows open."
"I think Section Chief Wang's suggestion is excellent. Why didn't we think of it before?"
Zheng Jun was the first to exclaim in praise, then swallowed hard and reached for the Zhonghua cigarettes on the table, saying, "Excuse me, everyone, but I'm really tempted by such good cigarettes."
Through these two days of contact, Zheng Jun roughly understood Wang Dabao's personality. Others dared not take the cigarette because they wanted to give Wang Dabao the first chance to smoke, or because they did not want to be the first to stick their necks out.
But Zheng Jun had no such concerns; he knew that Wang Dabao didn't care about any of that.
Besides, he already pledged his loyalty yesterday and said he would wholeheartedly follow Wang Dabao from now on.
Amidst the envious gazes of the crowd, Zheng Jun happily unpacked the package, carefully took out one, smelled it under his nose, and was about to put it in his mouth when he heard a "hiss".
It sounded like the sound of a match being lit.
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw Wang Dabao extinguishing the match in his hand, with a lit cigarette dangling from his mouth.
"Old Zheng, it seems you'll have to indulge for a while longer."
Everyone was stunned, never expecting Wang Dabao to pull such a stunt.
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