Xie Yongliang laughed heartily upon hearing this. "Comrade Geng can also be frightened to the point of weakness!" He then called Xiao Yang over and said, "Help the two female comrades load the things into the car!"
After he finished speaking, he picked up the crutch that he had thrown aside and walked out of the black market with the crutch.
Fan Xi quickly pulled Geng Ailing, who was in a daze, and said, "Sister Ailing, why are you still standing there? Hurry up and follow me!"
On the way back, Fan Xi couldn't help but ask, "Director Xie, will you close down this black market street?"
Xie Yongliang knew what Fan Xi was worried about, so he replied, "We are the Public Security Bureau, not the Cultural Bureau. We are only responsible for rectifying the political situation and investigating enemy spies, not for shutting down black market transactions!"
Fan Xi was immediately relieved when she heard this. Director Xie clearly meant that he would not care about the black market. As long as the black market still existed, it would be quite convenient for them to buy and sell things in the future.
"Xie Chief, you are truly a good police officer!"
Xie Yongliang smiled and said nothing more. Instead, he glanced at Geng Ailing inconspicuously through the rearview mirror. Seeing that she and Fan Xi looked very happy, he curled the corners of his mouth slightly.
The jeep dropped them off at the dormitory building. They refused to ask Xiao Yang to help them move their things. After saying goodbye to Xie Yongliang, they happily walked upstairs with their things in their hands. As soon as they entered the stairs, they found Zheng Zening sitting on the steps reading a book.
"Hey, Comrade Zheng, why are you here?"
Zheng Zening looked up suddenly when he heard the voice, and saw that it was Fan Xi and the others who had returned, and instantly showed a row of big white teeth.
"Comrade Fan, Comrade Geng, you're back! Today is the weekend, and I'm free, so I came to give you some books."
Fan Xi looked at Zheng Zening, who was holding a large stack of books, and then she remembered that they had asked Zheng Zening to borrow books. She looked at what she and Geng Ailing were holding and smiled helplessly: "Comrade Zheng, I'm sorry to trouble you to help us carry it up. We really don't have the hands to take the books now."
"Of course no problem!" Zheng Zening smiled, stood up and followed the two upstairs.
After putting down everything, Fan Xi warmly invited, "Comrade Zheng, thank you, Secretary. We just happened to buy some meat and vegetables today. If you don't mind talking, why not stay and have a simple meal with us?"
Zheng Zening certainly didn't mind, but he was worried that if a grown man like him stayed here for too long, people would gossip about him. Thinking of Zhang Shaoyuan who lived next door, he said, "Then I'll go sit next door with Brother Shaoyuan for a while, and come over for dinner later."
"Do you know them?" Fan Xi asked curiously.
"Of course, we lived here before, and I used to go to the newspaper office to visit my mom after school. Brother Shao Yuan has been working there for seventy or eight months, so we became familiar with each other after going there a few times."
Fan Xi understood. "Why not just invite them to dinner? It'll be more lively with more people. They treated us to a meal a few days ago!"
Zheng Zening certainly had no objection, so Fan Xi followed him to knock on the door, while Geng Ailing stayed behind to light the fire and prepare.
It was probably the weekend, and Su Wen and Zhang Shaoyuan were both at home. They readily agreed and invited Fan Xi to bring the dishes to their house. The reason was that the dining table here was big and there was a radio, so they could listen to music while eating.
Of course Fan Xi had no objection. Their main room was already a bit crowded with two sewing machines, and if so many people went there, there really wouldn't be enough space.
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