Detective from the future

Chapter 681 Please call me anchor Wang
Although Bao Xing failed to accept the award on stage, as a member of the Second Squadron, he also received a first-class ribbon.

Bao Xing liked this ribbon very much. He walked around the compound of the Municipal Public Security Bureau twice with his chest held high and his head held squarely, for fear that others would not see it.

Back in the office, Bao Xing still refused to take off the ribbon.

Wang Xiao took a look at him, "Comrade Xiaobao, it's almost enough, we have only one man in this office, you can't show off here."

"Brother Wang, it's not a matter of showing off or not. It's collective first-class merit. How many police officers can't get this kind of merit after working for a lifetime. This thing is honor." Bao Xing pointed at his ribbon,
"What is the purpose of our hard investigation, isn't that what it is? This represents the recognition of our superiors and the masses of the people."

Wang Xiao smiled and said, "I can't see that you are quite enlightened at such a young age."

Jiang Yang changed the subject, "By the way, our Second Squadron won the first-class merit, and the cavalry team is considered to be in the limelight. Doesn't he have any arrangements for the evening?"

Li Qin took over the conversation, "That's a good question, why don't you find someone to 'report' to the cavalry office."

Han Bin smiled and said, "No need to go, I asked the horse team when I came back, and he said that we just got the first-class merit, the more we should keep a low profile at this time, write down this meal first, and he will come back in a few days." dinner."

Bao Xing said, "The cavalry team is too careful, it's time to treat guests with atmosphere."

"Why don't you talk to the cavalry again."

Bao Xing sneered, "I'll forget it, let's go home and celebrate, remember the horse team's meal first."

Everyone smiled and said nothing, not only he thought so, but others also hoped to share this good news with their families, which was as meaningful as celebrating with family members.

This time the collective first-class merit award is not only honorable, but also generous bonuses and allowances, which have both face and face.

Take Han Bin as an example. His father called just now and asked him if he would go home for dinner tonight.

Wang Ting went back to her parents' house, and there was no dinner party tonight, so Han Bin naturally wanted to go home.

During this period of time, there was no urgent case at hand, and Han Bin got off work more punctually, and got home after six o'clock in the evening.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw a fat figure, which was his uncle Wang Qingsheng.

Han Bin smiled and said, "Uncle, you haven't been here for a while, what are you busy with during this time?"

Wang Qingsheng was thinner than before, but he looked more energetic, "It's not that I didn't come, it's that you haven't been at home for a while. I heard from your mother that you made a girlfriend. When will you bring it back for us to see."

"Come on, I'll mention it to her when I have time."

"That's right, you're not too young, and your parents are still waiting to have a grandson. You have to hold on tight."

"Ahem..." Wang Huifang came out of the kitchen and coughed, "You, don't just talk about him, hold on to yourself."

Wang Qingsheng didn't expect to get burned, so he sneered, "I'll let it be, let it be."

"Mom, what's for dinner tonight?"

Wang Huifang replied, "Steamed bowls are all your favorite food."

Han Weidong also came out, wiping his hands on his apron, "Son, where is your award certificate, let us have a look."

Han Bin took out the medal, award certificate, and ribbon from his briefcase.

Han Weidong quickly took it over, looked at it, "Tsk tsk, not bad, not bad, collective first-class merit, individual second-class merit, this thing must be hung up."

Han Weidong walked into the living room and made gestures behind the sofa.

Wang Qingsheng said with a smile, "Brother-in-law, this thing can't be hung up. When you come back, you can make a glass cabinet in the living room or study room. It will look magnificent."

"That's a good idea." Han Weidong nodded, and said to Wang Huifang who was beside him, "Let's go to the Furniture City sometime when we have time."

Wang Huifang shook her head and laughed, "You'll get excited once you say this."

Han Weidong said seriously, "That's right, it all represents honor. It's not easy to be a policeman. When you get older, there are only these left. They are all memories of your youth."

"Binzi, I heard from your father that you are now the deputy squadron leader?"

"Yes, I just mentioned it two days ago."

Wang Qingsheng gave a thumbs up, "Okay, according to the speed of your meritorious promotion, you should surpass your father in two years. When your father and son meet, he will have to salute you."

Han Weidong smiled, "I hope he can surpass me, but the gap between the deputy position and the principal position is not small. He needs to work harder if he wants to rise further."

Han Bin was confident, "Don't worry, that day will not be too far away."

Wang Huifang glanced at the watch on the wall, "It's time, let's start cooking."

After a while, eight steamed bowls were served on the table, namely preserved meat with preserved vegetables, tofu clips, Sixi meatballs, shredded kelp, steamed mutton, fish block bowls, steamed eggplant, and scallop meat with vermicelli.

As soon as it was served on the table, the aroma was so strong that Han Bin swallowed, and he hadn't eaten this for a long time.

Han Bin first took a piece of tofu sandwich, which was fried tofu on the outside and filled with meat stuffing, which was rich in texture and delicious.

"Come on, today is a good day, let's have a few drinks." Han Weidong took out a bottle of old wine, which looked like it had been stored for a long time, and poured a glass for everyone.

"Come, come, touch one." Wang Qingsheng greeted.

Wang Huifang said, "Drink less, half and half."

Wang Qingsheng drank half of the glass, put down the glass, gritted his teeth, "Good wine, strong enough."

Wang Qingsheng put another piece of pork belly into his mouth, with a look of enjoyment on his face, "It's beautiful, I haven't eaten pork belly for a long time."

Wang Huifang asked concerned, "Qingsheng, are you still losing weight?"

"Yeah, I don't eat much at night now, and I've lost about ten pounds. It's just that I have a big base, so I can't tell."

Han Weidong put down his chopsticks, "It's right to be thinner, keep working hard. But if you don't eat at night, your stomach will explode."

"I also eat, but I don't eat the staple food, I only eat a small amount of low-calorie food." When Wang Qingsheng said this, he picked up another piece of fish, "I still got Binzi's honor today, otherwise I wouldn't be able to eat these good things."

Han Bin picked up the wine glass, "Uncle, I would like to offer you a toast, I hope you will become thinner as you eat."

"You can have this." Wang Qingsheng chuckled and drank half of the glass of wine.

Han Bin picked up the wine bottle and poured another glass of wine for Wang Qingsheng: "How is the business of your antique stall recently?"

Wang Qingsheng scratched his chubby face with his hand, "It's not that bad, many people are afraid of this affair, and the concept of consumption is different."

"In the past, many people began to learn from Europe and the United States. If you don't manage your money, you will ignore you. There are a lot of advanced consumption, and there are also a lot of people who buy antiques and invest."

"It can't work now." Wang Qingsheng rubbed his fingers, "What's the matter, it's better to be rich and solid. Antiques in prosperous times, gold in troubled times."

"Now there are people in Antique Street, but they see more, buy less, and their income is plummeting. If I hadn't opened up a second industry, I probably would have thought of changing careers."

Han Bin took a sip of tea, "Uncle, what kind of secondary industry are you developing now?"

Wang Qingsheng smiled, drank a glass of wine with Han Weidong, drank half of the glass, and said happily, "High-tech industry."

Han Bin was a little surprised, "Why do you have a relationship with the high-tech industry just because you are a waste of antiques? Don't be fooled."

Wang Qingsheng said disapprovingly, "I underestimated your uncle and me, didn't I, I have been in the society for so many years, how can I be deceived so easily."

"Besides, our industry has no cost, no investment, and pure profit."

"There's another good thing." Han Bin felt more and more unreliable.

"Believe it or not, have you ever heard the saying that heavy industry relies on real estate, light industry relies on street stalls, and high-tech is watching live broadcasts. Come on, veterans." Wang Qingsheng waved his hands and beat the rhythm.

Han Bin was surprised at first, but also a little dumbfounded, "Uncle, you are also an anchor now."

Wang Qingsheng clicked on the app, "That's right, I have tens of thousands of fans now, take a look."

(End of this chapter)