Back to 70s: To build a career, don’t be a grudge but a group favorite

Zhuang Wenlin was in a bad mood these past two days and went out to relax, but was pestered by Li Xiaorong.

Zhuang Wenlin had never taken a direct look at Li Xiaorong, who was only good-looking and had poor academic performance since he was in school.

But obviously Li Xiaorong didn't think so.

She is quite confident in herself.

Li Xiaorong looked at Zhuang Wenlin with a bad expression and thought he was worried about family matters.

She immediately expressed her willingness to marry and serve the two men who were paralyzed in bed.

According to Li Xiaorong's idea, she felt that this matter could definitely be accomplished.

After all, Han Qiyue was unwilling to marry, and her willingness to marry over solved Zhuang Wenlin's worries.

But Zhuang Wenlin fell in love with Han Qiyue, not because he wanted Han Qiyue to take care of his two patients at home.

Those two patients were nothing in Zhuang Wenlin's heart.

Just give me some food and don't starve to death.

Therefore, Li Xiaorong, who is bad at everything, is not Zhuang Wenlin's consideration at all.

Zhuang Wenlin's face turned dark when he heard that Li Xiaorong actually said that he wanted to marry and take care of the two patients.

Originally, it was bad enough to have one person paralyzed in bed at home, but now there were two of them, which made him feel ashamed and became a taboo that he could not touch.

But such a taboo was actually known to strangers.

One can imagine how bad Zhuang Wenlin was feeling.

Zhuang Wenlin still had to maintain his image and prevent others from seeing his hysterical side, so he could only suppress his temper and talk to Li Xiaorong.

After finally sending Li Xiaorong away and returning to his home, Zhuang Wenlin felt extremely tired and wanted to lie down on the bed and take a nap.

When I walked to my room, I found that the bed was gone.

No, not only the bed is gone, but everything is gone.

Zhuang Wenlin thought he had gone to the wrong door, but after he went out and took a look, he was sure that he had gone to the wrong door. It was his room.

Zhuang Wenlin felt something was wrong, so he immediately ran to other rooms in the house to check, but everything was gone.

He had the feeling that if the house could be moved, he would have moved it.

But from the time he went out to the time he came back, it only took more than an hour. Even a thief wouldn't be so capable, right?

Zhuang Wenlin thought of the two people in the backyard, and ran over to ask about the situation.

"The house was robbed. You guys were looking after the house. Did you hear anything?" Zhuang Wenlin said unceremoniously, as if the two people in front of him were not his elders.

Mrs. Zhuang's nerves have deteriorated over the years, but Father Zhuang has no problem.

Hearing his son's bossy questions, he became very angry and turned his head to ignore Zhuang Wenlin.

Zhuang Wenlin snorted coldly, and instead of quarreling with Zhuang's father, he went straight to the security guard at the police station.

As luck would have it, because of today's human trafficking case, the entire county's police have been mobilized.

When they heard about the theft at home, the police didn't take it to heart at all.

Zhuang Wenlin was even more angry. He felt that these people were the worms of the country, eating the country's food and not doing anything for the people.

But now that he had someone to ask for, he could only suppress the dissatisfaction in his heart and beg.

When the police heard Zhuang Wenlin say that everything in the house had been emptied out in more than an hour, they didn't believe it at all and even thought Zhuang Wenlin was a lunatic.

No matter how little stuff there is in a home, it cannot be emptied out in a short time.

Do you think there are gods in this world?

Can a huge pile of things be carried away in one sleeve?

You guys have watched too much "Journey to the West"!

"Young man, if your brain is not working well, you should go to the hospital and don't come to the police station to cause trouble."

The little policeman said to Zhuang Wenlin rudely that he was already busy enough without making trouble like this.

Although his words were somewhat self-righteous, they were indeed true.

However, Zhuang Wenlin is used to being self-respecting, how can he accept this?

"How could you do this? I want to find your leader." Zhuang Wenlin blushed and roared.

He even said that he was mentally ill.

How could he, a good young man, have a brain problem?

In his opinion, there was something wrong with the little policeman's brain.

How can a person like this serve the people?

"Even if you come to my boss, it won't prove that you are not mentally ill!" the young policeman said unwillingly.

The young policeman was also young and energetic, and did not take Zhuang Wenlin's anger and threats to heart at all.

And through Zhuang Wenlin's words, it became even more certain that Zhuang Wenlin was a brainless person.

At this moment, Wu Jiefang came over.

When he saw Zhuang Wenlin, who was having trouble with the little policeman, he instantly remembered who this person was.

Isn't he the one who reported Comrade Han Qiyue before?

I originally wanted to find trouble with him, but I forgot about it these days, and he actually took the initiative to deliver it to my door.

People with such evil intentions should be punished!

"What's going on?" Wu Jiefang came over very seriously.

"Director, the thing is like this, this comrade is probably a little confused. He just came to report that everything in several houses of their house was stolen by thieves in more than an hour."

"I don't think it's possible. It's not just a box or a bag. Can it be stolen so easily in broad daylight? I asked him to look at his brain, and he got into an argument with me and asked to see you!"

The little policeman also felt aggrieved. It was really unlucky to meet such a person.

He told the whole story in a crackling voice, without adding or deleting.

Wu Jiefang asked: "Is what he said true?"

Zhuang Wenlin nodded hurriedly and said with an aggrieved look: "Comrade Director, what he said is basically the same. It's just that there's nothing wrong with my mind. Our house was really robbed, so I came to report the crime."

"Okay, you write some information and I'll take someone over for a visit." Wu Jiefang answered cheerfully.

It would be great if you could break into the house once to understand the situation, saving yourself the trouble of having to investigate.

He had heard that the black market had suffered a lot because of this kid, and was looking for someone. When he got a handle on the situation, he would find a way to reveal a little bit of information to the black market, so he wouldn't be afraid of killing this kid.

When Zhuang Wenlin heard Wu Jiefang's words, he felt that the director was a good person and thanked him several times.

He smiled proudly at the little policeman, seemingly sarcastically.

Then I found a pen and paper and started writing a description of the situation.

The young police officer obviously didn't understand why the director would pay attention to such an obviously problematic report when he was so busy.

But he is just a little guy, so the leader just needs to follow him.

There must be a reason for the director to do this. After all, Director Wu usually looks like a fool, but when he really does something, he is really not covered!

Soon, Zhuang Wenlin's situation description was written. His name, where he lived, what happened at home, etc. were all written clearly.

After Wu Jiefang watched it for a while, he took a small policeman and followed Zhuang Wenlin out.