Zhang Sheng and the second car driver continued to look for a tire repair shop. They walked about three or four kilometers before finding the shop.

This time, the tire repair shop had a door open. A dark and ugly man with rough face squatted beside a gas cylinder smoking a dry cigarette. The cigarette butts flashed and sparked.

"My fellow, our tire has been pierced. Can you go and repair it?" The driver of the second car smiled and handed a cigarette.

"It's pierced? How did you know it's pierced? The stones on the roadside can even break the fetus." The rough-faced black man looked fierce without saying a word, and it was even more fierce when he spoke. He stood up, which was only about 1.6 meters tall, but the dry tobacco he lifted was 1.23 meters long.

Zhang Sheng looked at it in a concentrated manner and took a breath of air conditioning. It would be fine if this guy's cigarette pole was long. The cigarette pot in front was actually copper, big and round, with three thumbs in width. Such a big guy knocked on his body, probably no easier than an iron rod.

The driver of the second car also saw it and cursed in his heart, "The poor mountains and rivers are out of trouble." His face was already full of laughter and said, "We just guess, don't be angry, please come with us."

"Don't guess it's okay." The ugly man with a rough face sat down again, raised his long-handled dry tobacco and started smoking, and said, "Push the fetus over and send it to me to repair it."

Zhang Sheng was anxious. They came over for more than an hour and walked back and forth. Not to mention whether they were tired or not, the time was delayed for too long. He snatched the words: "The road is too far. Come with us. After a while, we can drive you here."

The rough-faced black and ugly man raised his head in surprise, looked at Zhang Sheng up and down, listed a circle of inconsistent yellow teeth, and smiled and said, "Do you think we countrymen are stupid?"

Zhang Sheng panicked: "How can it be?"

"No? Can't you lie to me, Lao Yang? I will follow you to help you repair your fetus. Hello guys, I will surround me and fill the well. My mother doesn't know... It's still a long way, but it's far, just in front of the wasteland half a mile ahead. How far can it be? I don't know the nails I put?"

Zhang Sheng was even more panicked. He complained too much and didn’t know which sentence to reply. How can you be so good, fellow villager?

The ugly and rough-faced man who claimed to be Lao Yang also recalled the story. With a "huh", he thought about it, but suddenly became furious and shouted: "You slap me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the ugly man danced the tobacco pole, and Bangbang knocked on the metal rod hanging from the beam of the house, shouting: "The outsiders bully people, and the outsiders bully people..."

In just half a minute, two ugly and rough-faced men rushed in, and a half-old man looked around at the back door, probably thinking about whether to put the message tree.

The mountains of Hedong are full of old revolutionary areas. The revolutionary fire has never been extinguished, and the resistance to power has never stopped!

Comrade Zhang Sheng, a cultural person from Beijing who has studied English and studied as a civil servant and resolutely went into business to work in a well-known foreign company, immediately became timid and whispered: "I...I didn't slap you."

The driver of the second car said calmly: "Za Jinhua's Zha means a deception, a blackmail."

Zhang Sheng, a cultural person who is knowledgeable in Wuche, came to me instantly and shouted: "I didn't lie, I didn't lie to you. Our car was tied up six or seven miles behind. The tire repair shop there closed, so we came here."

"From the previous piece of corn field?"

"Yes, yes." Zhang Sheng didn't know whether corn or not. He nodded first. The people in front of him were holding farm tools. His face was not as strong as Mother Earth.

The primitive black-faced man believed Zhang Sheng's words, nodded, and said, "That's Bangmai's territory. Otherwise, he wouldn't even find a piece of wasteland. What if the car rushes into the cornfield? Waste food."

The second-born bad-faced man followed and said, "Bangchui is smart. He has to pay for the cornfield when the car is in the cornfield."

"Their cornfield?"

"Bah, he is not willing to let it go. He just put it in front of other people's corn fields. Then he will get the money and make up a few corn cobs. Last time, the cow family was crushed two points, and the sticks gave them a dustpan of corn to calculate."

"I just admit it?"

"What if I don't recognize it? I don't even have a dustpan of corn."

"Bangmai is so bad." The primitive, rough-faced man shook his head and sat down again? He lit a cigarette.

Zhang Sheng whispered: "Then...will we go back and push the tires?"

"Don't push it, we won't make up if you push it over. The place where your car broke down is Bangcui's territory. You can go find Bangcui."

Zhang Sheng was stunned: "That tire repair shop is closed."

"Maybe I've gone out to drink, so you can wait."

Zhang Sheng was speechless: "How long will it take to wait?"

"How can we know."

"It's up to me to have a bird's business!"

The original version of the rough-faced man and the second version of the rough-faced man cursed in unison.

The driver of the second car sighed and said in Zhang Sheng's ear: "Everyone said you should not talk."

Comrade Zhang Sheng was speechless.

"Have you brought the money? Don't pay it to me, just say how much I brought it, and say in my ear, I'll pay it myself."

Zhang Sheng said aggrievedly next to the driver of the second vehicle: "Take 200."

The driver of the second car said "um" and directly took out the money from his wallet, took 20 yuan from it, walked to the front, and said in Pingjiang dialect: "My fellow villager, please help me shout. We really have something to do, so we're anxious."

The bad-faced man collected the money and said, "It's so pitiful... The second brother, you can run for a while and charge your errands fee. Don't go back this and that one again later."

"Thank you, let's go back and wait." The second car pulled Zhang Sheng and walked back on foot.

It took another five kilometers of hike back. The people in front of the small convoy had to wait until they fell asleep before seeing them. When Zhang Sheng reported clearly with a calm face, he waited for someone to repair the tire and it became dark again.

"It's not easy to go to Xibao Town." Team Leader Feng looked at the deep night ahead and sighed deeply.

"Whether it's good to go, let's talk about it after you go." Seeing that the car was repaired, Zhang Sheng came to urge him again.

"I'm so anxious that I can't eat hot tofu." Team leader Feng glanced at him and said, "It's almost dark. I can't go to Xibao Town today. We'll go back to Xi County."

"Return to Xi County?" Zhang Sheng was shocked and said hurriedly: "Team Leader Feng, we are close to Xibao Town and far from Xi County, why are we going back again?"

"We are familiar with Xi County. We don't know what the situation in Xibao Town is." Team Leader Feng is so talented. The changes in the past two days have made him feel unknown.

If this is the investigation team of the Commercial Bureau itself, Team Leader Feng would have to take some energy and deal with it carefully, but this is an investigation accompanied by Jielikang, which would be different.

Of course, we still need to be mentally and carefully deal with it, but the goal of dealing with it is Jielikang.

Team Leader Feng looked at Zhang Sheng and thought to himself: You may know the common situation in China, but you don’t know the situation in Hedong.

In China, old revolutionary areas have always been difficult to manage. The so-called old, young, poor border areas refer to old revolutionary areas, ethnic minority autonomous regions, border areas and underdeveloped areas. Among them, 241 old revolutionary areas and counties in the country are distributed in 17 provinces, autonomous regions and municipalities. They used to be areas that were difficult for the central government to manage, but are still there.

Moreover, the current old areas have political advantages.

Team Leader Feng was not aware of the situation of Xibao Meat Converged Factory, but the current scene was enough to make him alert.

After working in the Commercial Bureau for a lifetime, Team Leader Feng has seen obedient state-owned enterprises, disobedient state-owned enterprises, and has seen state-owned enterprises cadres and workers who are timid and do not dare to leave. He has also seen state-owned enterprises cadres and workers who are willing to sacrifice themselves and dare to bring down the emperor.

From the 1950s to the 1980s, state-owned enterprises have been on the rise and fall, fighting battles, building third lines, fighting armed battles, and working as secretary...

Team Leader Feng recalled the many things in Xibao Meat Cotton Factory and was unwilling to step into this place in the dark.

"Let's go back to Xi County to correct the problem first. Buy two more spare tires tomorrow and then leave." Team leader Feng gave the order and got into the co-pilot of the three-vehicle. Now only the three-vehicle tires are new.

The driver of the three-vehicle turned his head and said, "Team leader, there are too many things in the trunk and I can't put down the spare tire."

"On the roof of the truck." Team Leader Feng said casually and closed his eyes.

On the fourth day of the trip, the convoy returned to Xi County.

When he was about to arrive at the county party committee guesthouse, Team Leader Feng opened his eyes and said, "From now on, you guys, please be careful when drinking water and eating, and don't think about others' words."

The deputy team leader in the back row was shocked: "Who dares to poison?"

"I dare not poison it, what's so great about stumbling up." Team leader Feng said lightly: "I have a classmate working in the Sports Committee. He said that their athletes go to other provinces and cities to play competitions, and they have to arrange a team leader to be responsible for their diet. Athletes are also strictly prohibited from drinking food sent by others and whoever they have. No matter how fat the meat is, no matter how good the cigarettes, alcohol and drinks are, do you know why?"

"Someone tripped up."

"Yes, every year, children are young and can't control their mouths and secretly eat things given by others. As a result, when they arrive on the court, their legs are weak and their legs are weak? If you look for the referee, the referee cannot control them. If they look for the sports committee offices of other provinces and cities, they will ask for investigation. In the end, they can only blame their own mouths." Team leader Feng looked back and said, "We are all older, be careful when eating and drinking, don't make your legs weak. Go back and ask your wife to scold you."

Several people laughed.

The deputy team leader said: "I will notify the team members when I get off the bus."

"Notify privately to avoid causing bad influence. People from Zerica should not notify them. We are just speculating and don't make people think we have internal strife or something."

"If they eat the wrong thing..."

"Anyway, I can't eat it." Team Leader Feng said indifferently: "If you can leave tomorrow, you can leave. If you can't leave, you can rest for another day."

"Is that okay?"

"What does it matter? At most, it's just a few days to delay." Team leader Feng said with his neck tilted: "Xibao Meat Connected Factory is a state-owned enterprise, and Jielikon is a foreign enterprise. We welcome foreign companies to invest in China. We don't want us to help foreign companies bully Chinese companies. What's the matter if it's a few days late."

In his heart, Team Leader Feng also wanted to use this to observe how powerful it is to hinder the investigation team.
Chapter completed!