Master Noh was still in shock when he returned to the Sakhalin Peacekeeping Bureau.
He was worried that he would be killed by the Japanese along the way.
He said: "For the first time, I feel that Sakhalin is also a good place. Since we have to go through hardships to come to Sakhalin and can only take a regular boat, it will definitely be difficult for the Japanese to come. Yarkov, what do you think?"
"Let me tell you." Poyarkov stared in the direction of the restaurant through the glass: "One meal at Fuxiang Restaurant is enough for twenty kilograms of meat. After that, the rule that meat can be free is really nonsense! If I have the appetite of a tiger, I must also have the hunting ability of a tiger. Do I still need to eat meat from him? "
"... "Neng Chengwen said: "Aren't you worried at all?"
He was worried all the way.
But Boyarkov is like a normal person, extremely open-minded and optimistic.
At this time, Zhao Chuanxin came downstairs wearing a double-breasted navy blue suit, a white shirt with a Windsor collar, and his hair combed meticulously.
"Welcome back, both of you." Zhao Chuanxin nodded with a serious smile.
I can write it down but hesitate to speak.
He went to Lugang Town to see it, and he had a lot to say.
But when the words came to my lips, I felt like I had nothing to say.
Because there are only some dry compliments to say. After all, Zhao Chuanxin is the elder of Lugang Town and the boss behind those shocking data.
So just shut up.
Poyarkov bent down and saluted. Although his outfit was dusty, he still looked elegant: "Sir Zhao Chuanxin, I am very happy to see you again after narrowly escaping death."
Both Maozi and Guizi bowed down to salute. The difference was that Maozi raised his head when he bent down and Guizi bowed his head when he bent down.
One can make people see the expression, and the other is elusive.
Zhao Chuanxin looked at his watch and stretched out his hand: "Please sit down."
The three of them sat down, and Shirasaka Qimei went to pour tea, flattered to be able to write.
Zhao Chuanxin said to Boyarkov: "Poyarkov, I am going to promote you to deputy director of the Sakhalin Peacekeeping Bureau."
I was shocked to be able to write it down. Looking at Boyarkov.
I didn’t expect such a good thing to happen to him.
What a piece of shit luck.
But Boyarkov shook his head: "Sir, I came to the Peacekeeping Bureau as a prisoner in custody, so I refuse to accept my resignation."
Zhao Chuanxinshen He held out three fingers: "Salary of 30 rubles per month."
Poyarkov still shook his head: "This is not about money."
Zhao Chuanxin held out four fingers Finger: "Salary of 40 rubles per month."
Poyarkov's voice was filled with anger: "Sir, I think you don't understand that money is not everything and cannot buy respect and..."
Zhao Chuanxin extended his fist: "100 rubles per month, plus a year-end bonus of 1,000 rubles."
They were dumbfounded that it could be written down.
This is beyondover his salary.
He admired Boyarkov. Not only was he fearless, but his decisions could not be changed by anyone, and money could not sway him even half a cent.
Poyarkov slammed the table, glared at Zhao Chuanxin and said: "Sir, when will you take office?"
Can it be written: "..."
Zhao Chuanxin stood up: "Today."
Poyarkov looked at Zhao Chuanxin's pilot's watch greedily: "Sir, in addition to these, I also want yours." Watch."
Zhao Chuanxin took off the Santos watch and handed it to him without saying anything.
After going out, Neng Chengwen asked Boyarkov in astonishment: "How dare you talk to an adult like that?"
Poyarkov patted him on the arm: "Don't Panic, in Lugang Town, I asked about adults in detail. As long as a person is capable, he can accept that person's temper. "Is that so?" Neng Chengwen scratched his head.
"Yes, and didn't you notice? Your Excellency has been looking at his watch, which shows that he has lost patience with handling official duties and is eager to get out."
Neng Chengwen's eyes lit up: " Then maybe I can talk to adults like this..."
"Absolutely not."
"Why?"
"Just like I said. "Poyarkov shrugged: "Only those with great ability can have a strong temper."
"..." Neng Chengwen said angrily: "Zhuo, are you saying that I am incompetent?"
" p>
The two came to the restaurant. Ken Nakamura's eyes lit up when he saw the watch on Boyarkov's wrist at the door: "You two adults are back. I am very happy to see you. You are the humerus of the Peacekeeping Bureau. Without you, Mr. Zhao would be frowning all day long..."
In the past, although Boyarkov assisted Zhao Chuanxin in handling official affairs, no one took him seriously.
Today Nakamura Ken's attitude changed drastically, which made Boyarkov very happy. He took out ten kopecks and stuffed them into Nakamura Ken's hand: "I am happy today, I will reward you."
Thank you very much Ken Nakamura.
Peter Grebin asked him in a low voice: "Why did he reward you with money?"
Ken Nakamura was proud: "The watch on his wrist belongs to Mr. Zhao, do you understand?" ?"
"Oh..." Peter Grebin suddenly realized: "I understand, he stole the adult's watch!"
Nakamura Ken: "..."
Neng Chengwen entered the restaurant and said sourly: "You are so generous. I remember you only have 10 kopecks left in your pocket?"
Poyarkov looked at Neng Chengwen in surprise. He said loudly: "Master Neng, isn't it your treat? Are you not willing to spend a meal to reward your friend who has suffered all the way with you?"
Neng Chengwen's eyes wandered. When he saw someone looking at them in the restaurant, he hurriedly called. Hahaha: "How could that be? Am I a stingy person?"
"Oh, that's good, that's good."
Then Boyarkov saw it Dr. Gavrilovic of the Peacekeeping Service.
He greeted: "Hello, doctor, aren't you the best at treating chilblains? I have chilblains on my body, please treat me after eating."
Gavrilovi Qi raised his hand in response, took a sip of the red wine that accompanied the meal and said, "Oh, I'm better at setting bones now, especially after drinking three glasses of wine."
The waiter asked Boyarkov if he wanted wine.
Poyarkov: "Do you think I want to set someone else's bones? In the future, I will be the deputy director of the Peacekeeping Bureau. I can relax in my administration, but I cannot indulge, so I don't have to drink."
p>The waiter and doctor were surprised.
It can be said in writing: "Don't look at me, everything he said is true."
A prisoner who was originally in custody went out for a walk and turned into a deputy of the Peacekeeping Bureau. Director.
Where can I go to reason?
Gavrilovich took a sip of wine: "Look, I'm just saying, it's okay to drink more. Anyway, you can't tell the difference between reality and dreams when you are awake."
Poyarkov's promotion to deputy director of the Peacekeeping Bureau shocked the free people of the Peacekeeping Bureau no less than Zhao Chuanxin's massacre of the Japanese institutions in Changchun Prefecture to the people outside the customs.
So much so that while he was eating, someone came to him and said, "Sir, I'm from the north."
This man spoke in a soft tone, made small movements constantly, and looked away.
Poyarkov is very familiar with this. These are the exiles on the North Island. They will not say that they are exiles, they will only say that they are from the north.
"What's the matter?"
"That's it, sir, I want to join the Peacekeeping Bureau and become a free citizen, but I heard that the Peacekeeping Bureau no longer distributes rations."
Poyarkov took a sip of cabbage soup, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and said in a gentle tone: "Sir, do you know that there is a man named Ford who built cars in the United States? When he was 12 years old , his father asked him to continue his side job as a farm assistant, but he insisted on building a machine that could walk on the road to replace livestock and manpower. Therefore, he spent one year completing the mechanic training that others took three years to complete. . Then he spent more than two years studying the principles of steam, and then, you know, he succeeded in building a gasoline-burning car engine."
The exiles were less cramped. , raised his head and asked: "Sir, what do you mean?"
Poyarkov pushed away the dinner plate: "I want to tell you that the Peacekeeping Bureau does not distribute rations, but the Peacekeeping Bureau does There is a lot of work to do. It doesn't matter whether you make more or less. You need to survive first. Then, you have to find a life goal, such as what you want to eat, wear, live in, what kind of woman you want, and what kind of woman you want to have. What legacy? When you have a direction, do you still worry about starving to death? Are you thirty? Forty? Fifty? Are you not much better than him? >The exiled prisoner's eyes gradually brightened: "Sir, thank you, I know what to do. Who the heck is Ford? I will crush him!"
Poyarkov:"..."
When the exile leaves, he can ask curiously: "In this way, will he starve to death?"
"I just gave him a hope." Boyar Cove picked up the bread and sandwiched ham and venison: "Most people just want to get an answer from an authoritative person. There are very few people who have their own ideas and can make their own decisions. Our Peacekeeping Bureau does not He has been given rations. Only God knows whether he can survive this winter."
Neng Chengwen thought thoughtfully: Is this why Mr. Zhao asked Boyarkov to be the deputy director?
"Oh, by the way." Boyarkov said to Neng Chengwen: "I heard that our Peacekeeping Bureau has a telegram. I will recruit people today, and you will ask Levitan to give up tomorrow. "The Telegraph Bureau."
"Why?" I'm not happy to be able to write it down: "The Telegraph Bureau was won by Levitan."
"Sorry, it's obvious that our Peacekeeping Bureau has a separate military and political system. The bureau should not be owned by the Peacekeepers, because you will destroy it, just like the telegraph bureau of the Qing Dynasty, which is unsustainable because of the complicated official documents, which will affect the operation in the future."
"If you said it earlier, I would. I won’t treat you to dinner.”
“That’s why I didn’t tell you earlier.”
Poyarkov is very efficient and goes to recruit people after dinner.
Let Zhao Chuanxin recruit a secretary first, but his secretary is not a woman, nor is he a malnourished exile, but a young and vigorous man with a rosy face.
He spent an afternoon forming a governance team, reported to Zhao Chuanxin, and stored the personnel files in the archives room on the second floor of the Peacekeeping Bureau.
Zhao Chuanxin was curious and went downstairs to take a look at the file.
The archive records are very colloquial.
Lev Sergeyev: literate, with some accounting knowledge, but greedy, alcoholic, and likes to beat his wife when drunk...
Zhao Chuanxin has turned over a few more books The records were rough, and Zhao Chuanxin even suspected that some people's ages and other information were fake.
Only the advantages and disadvantages are recorded in detail, especially the disadvantages.
Alcoholism, laziness, impatience, hitting women and children, likes to fight with others, being petty, leaking pus from bad channels, loving to take advantage, loving to lie...
Xingyue said : "Good guy, none of these people are good."
Zhao Chuanxin narrowed his eyes: "There are no perfect people in this world. Whoever diary becomes a saint must be Be careful, he is not a serious person."
Xingyue said meaningfully: "Oh..."
Poyarkov was right.
As long as he has the ability, Zhao Chuanxin can tolerate a big temper.
Besides, this guy is just testing him.
In fact, it is better than a monkey to stick on hair.
With Boyarkov, Zhao Chuanxin finally relieved himself of the burden of trivial matters.
The purpose of letting him go to Lugang Town was to dispel his worries that there would be no future with him.
When I came back, I was really changed and full of energy.
Zhao Chuanxin went out in a relaxed mood and walked towards the mountain.
Ken Nakamura saw him and asked: "Sir, where are you going?"
Zhao Chuanxin didn't even look back: "Silver snakes dance in the mountains, wax elephants ride in the mountains, and I want to be with God." "Try to compare."
"You can write a poem in three steps, it's amazing!"
Zhao Chuanxin always hurts his knees jumping on the hard ground, and he just jumped in the snow. Much better.
But you must always avoid people, otherwise you will lose your dignity.
So I chose to go to the mountainside.
What is better about the counter-force rune channel than the counter-force shoulder strap is that Zhao Chuanxin can control the posture behind the counter-force at will.
Unlike the reaction shoulder strap, it can only stand upright in the air if it floats.
He practiced wholeheartedly, even though he didn't work so hard during the college entrance examination.
Finally, a few days later, he went from the counter force effect of ten kilograms to... eighteen kilograms.
On the way back to the Stone Tower, we passed the Fuxiang Restaurant. The chubby old Russian lady in charge of scrubbing in the restaurant was holding a basin and pouring water into the drain.
She gained weight after becoming a free citizen of the Peacekeeping Bureau.
Seeing Zhao Chuanxin, she was surprised and said: "Sir, you have lost a lot of weight."
Zhao Chuanxin nodded: "Well, how can you jump as high as me every day? "Slim."
"That's not good. If you are thin, you will look older."
Zhao Chuanxin: "Ah... tui!"
"I just celebrated my 43rd birthday."
"Heh... if you were four years younger, maybe we could have an affair."
The 43-year-old old lady smiled "coyly": "I think it's okay now."
Zhao Chuanxin shook his head as he walked: "No, 39 is just right, 43 looks old."
"Sir, you can't marry someone based on appearance."
"You misunderstood, I only care about the thickness of the soul. When I look at you now, I can see through your soul at a glance. It's too thin."< /p>
The 43-year-old lady looked down and could easily see the insteps.
Can’t help but feel discouraged.
The beginning of spring is nothing in Sakhalin, but in China, it means that New Year's Eve is coming, and Zhao Chuanxin has to be prepared.
He went back to wash up, change his clothes, and went out to patrol the streets again.
After a few days of handling by Boyarkov, there are no more deportees begging on the streets.
City appearance management is well received.
After walking around the men's and women's military camps again, Zhao Chuanxin went back to explain to Neng Chengwen and Boyarkov, then packed his bags and chatted.
Lao Zhao is actually not stingy when it comes to money.
He has a kind of confidence: Even if I am penniless, I can eat and drink for a few months by first going to the Japanese Yokohama Shokin Bank to withdraw money.
But when it comes to the power of faith, he is horribly calculating.
For example, when returning to Lubin Mansion, he must first ride the Three Generations of Dragons to Luojin, South Korea, and then start the teleportation.
Xingyue complained: "You rode aMore than an hour and 1,500 kilometers, just to save 600 kilometers of transmission mileage? "
Zhao Chuanxin calculated silently, and finally stepped onto the third generation dragon: "Although what you said makes sense, if you save 15 times, it will be enough for me to teleport to The Hague to see my daughter. "
Xingyue said: "Sure enough, a man will lose part of his soul after having children. "
Just after he returned, Zhao Chuanxin found that there were refugees on the streets of Lubin Mansion.
The ragged grassland refugees spoke to Zhao Chuanxin in broken Chinese: "You are here, noble man. Okay..."
Zhao Chuanxin passed by with a cigarette in his mouth and a troubled face: "I want to do good, but my soul is missing and my kindness is limited. "
Xingyue: "..."
Some people are keen on small favors. For example, future generations will give 50 yuan to a beggar who lives on a 160-square-meter flat floor, and will feed the beggar regularly and at designated places. There are cats and dogs that destroy the environment and ecology.
Lao Zhao does great good and evil.
In this regard, there is no small matter. >However, he went to the Bureau of Government and Merchandising to ask why Yao Jia was a refugee.
When he arrived at Yao Jia's office, Zhao Chuanxin heard him making a phone call inside. Jia said: "Japanese? Bank manager interview? What? He is a Japanese bank manager in Tokyo? Will it arrive after the new year? "
At this time, Zhao Chuanxin came in: "No. "
Yao Jia didn't hang up the phone, put the microphone between her ears and shoulders, raised her eyebrows with a Wrigley cigarette in her mouth and asked Zhao Chuanxin: "Why not?" "
"If it is the bombed manager of the Bank of Japan in Tokyo, this person is despicable, vile, shameless, a man with a human face and a beast's heart, a black sheep, ambitious, crazy, and disgusting..." A series of vicious words came from Zhao Chuanxin's mouth When he came out, he suddenly paused: "Call him here, just in time I want to ask him where he hid the remaining more than one million. "
Yao Jia hurriedly said: "Oh, okay, let him come, we want to interview him. "
After hanging up the phone, he said with excitement: "Sir, I was about to ask you about entering the American film industry. Your Excellency must not know how much money was made from that movie "Sakhalin Journey", and I'm afraid it will scare you if I tell you. ”
“No amount of money can scare me, but the presence of homeless people on the streets of Lubin Mansion is quite scary.” ”
Yao Jia put out his cigarette and said, “Well, it’s not the princes of the prairie causing trouble, it has nothing to do with us.” The people of the Five Wings Banner in our territory are doing well. ”
Zhao Chuanxin remembered that the grassland had started to become noisy, probably in the past year or two?
Have you forgotten something important?
Yao Jia said promptly: "By the way, I have two important things to tell you. First, Chen Gongzhe, a student of Huo Yuanjia, and others established the Jingwu Sports Association and want to hire you as a martial arts teacher. Secondly, do we, Lubin Mansion, want to participate in the Nanyang Industry Encouragement Conference next year? ”
“Don’t participate, participate. ”
Zhao Chuanxin’s words were concise and concise.
“If you want me to entrustDecline politely? ”
Zhao Chuanxin: “Do you think I’m so polite?” ”
Farewell to Yao Jia, Zhao Chuanxin went to fill Rebecca Levi’s empty heart and... the carriage.
After all, after get off work, there were only two people on the gorgeous carriage. , it was too empty.
When Zhao Chuanxin found Rebecca Levi's carriage, the car was running.
He heard the conversation between the two people in the car.
Rebecca Levi said: "I want to be with him forever. In Chinese words - we vow to make each other, we will never be separated until we grow old together, and we will grow old together hand in hand. "
Tang Qunying's unique piercing voice sounded: "Really? You should really listen to what our Governor Zhao thinks. If you ask him to grow old hand in hand, it depends on how many hands he has. "
"What do you mean? "
At this time, a dog barked outside the car.
Then the voice of a child whose voice was changing: "Master! "
Another child said: "Master! ”
Rebecca Levi hurriedly opened the car door and looked around.
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