Siheyuan: Tanjia Cuisine He Daqing, destroying Yi Zhonghai

The police captain also spoke at this time, "Comrade He, you have performed a great service today. I will report it truthfully. If you need me in the future, just let me know."

He originally wanted to communicate more with He Daqing. After all, He Daqing was a calm and decisive person.

If he can be recruited, he can become his right-hand man.

Unfortunately, the other party was not interested in defending the city, so he couldn't force them to do so.

He Daqing smiled politely, "The credit is not mine, it is the result of everyone's joint efforts, I can't take credit for it."

"Moreover, any Chinese with a sense of justice will not stand idly by and watch such things happen."

A few words reveal a person's character. After He Daqing finished speaking, almost everyone present looked at him with admiration and silently remembered He Daqing's name in their hearts.

He Daqing was not used to exchanging pleasantries in such occasions. He asked about his passbook, and the bank staff brought it to him. After He Daqing kept it, he said goodbye to these people.

In the evening, he found a deserted place and took the big bag out of the space.

When he goes home, he has to act like he is going home, and he has to bring thousand-year-old wine and use a large bag as a cover, just as if he brought it back from Baocheng, so that he can get by.

He Daqing then bought two more buns, ate them, and got on the train, heading towards Sijiu City with great anticipation.

Today's trains are still old-fashioned with green skins, the windows can be opened, and there is no air conditioning inside.

To be honest, although there were not many people traveling, the smell was really bad.

At this moment, no one cared and put everything they brought into the carriage.

The aunt in front of He Daqing came up carrying chickens and ducks. Before the train started, there was a lot of chicken and duck feces. You can imagine the smell.

But some people don't care. They can still swallow steamed buns even though they see chicken and duck shit.

The weather is hot, and many people take off their shoes and put their feet up. The smell in the air is really hard to describe.

He Daqing didn’t understand before why some people said that the smell made their eyes cry, but now he has seen it for himself.

It really makes me cry.

He leaned as close to the window as possible, even with his head facing outward, breathing in the hot air outside through his nostrils.

But even though he had to endure this kind of suffering, He Daqing was still very excited.

Sijiu City is better developed than Baocheng. Now is the time to take advantage of the opportunity to do business and make more money.

In the future, be careful to get through those ten years, and when the country is flourishing, stock up on a few more courtyard houses, and you can just lie down and spend the rest of your life.

He Daqing had beautiful thoughts, and because of his imagination along the way, he did not feel the train was boring, and gradually he ignored the messy smells.

Ten hours later, the train finally stopped at the station.

We have arrived at Sijiu City!

Although it was only four o'clock in the morning, the sky was already faintly pale.

He Daqing walked out of the station carrying a small bag, not in a hurry to go home.

After all, most people haven't gotten up yet at this time, and it would be immoral to go back like this and disturb your neighbors' sleep.

"Comrade He Daqing, oh, it's really you!"

Hearing the familiar voice, He Daqing looked up and found that it was Director Yang when he was young.

He was a little surprised, "Director Yang, why are you here?"

"Haha, aren't we here to pick up a great hero like you? Hero, you are really amazing if you don't make a name for yourself."

Director Yang’s words made He Daqing even more confused.

"What does this mean? Where do I start?"

Although He Daqing asked this, he had already guessed a possibility in his heart.

Yesterday morning in Baocheng, he rescued people, helped catch the gangsters, and even protected the secret documents in the safe.

Although he said at the time that he did not seek credit, if his superiors really wanted to give him an award or something, he would be quite happy to accept it.

He Daqing had left Beijing in disgrace, and now that he has returned with honor, it can be considered an accolade.

Those who stabbed others in the back could also be more restrained.

He Daqing was thinking a lot in his mind, but his expression remained unchanged.

Director Yang originally had a good relationship with He Daqing. Even though He Daqing and the White Widow had done those disgusting things, Director Yang still regarded He Daqing as a friend.

Now that He Daqing is back, he treats him like an old friend and is extremely enthusiastic.

"Old He, you really are a real person who never reveals his true colors. You are pretending to be me."

Director Yang said this, patted He Daqing on the shoulder, and motioned for him to talk while walking.

"Yesterday evening I received a telegram from Baocheng saying that Comrade He Daqing was brave and fearless and bravely shook off the enemy spies at the bank..."

Director Yang spoke in a low voice, as if he didn't want passers-by to hear.

He Daqing had good hearing and could hear it clearly, but the word "enemy spy" made his heart beat wildly.

They are not bandits, they are enemy spies!

In this case, his contribution is truly great!

Come to think of it, how could ordinary bandits possibly set their sights on stealing scientific research data?

He also thought of the nature at that time, but not the name.

"They should have understood your situation and said that if you are willing, you can come back and work in the canteen of the steel mill."

"Same as before, still the chef."

"Because of your meritorious service and your cooking skills, we have specially appointed you as the director of our cafeteria."

He Daqing didn't expect such an unexpected surprise.

His eyes widened. "What about the previous canteen director? Should I go directly or..."

"You just came back today, go through the onboarding process first and then go home to rest. You will officially start work tomorrow, and I will hold a welcoming meeting for you. As for the previous canteen director, I will transfer him to another workstation, don't worry."

Director Yang stated the decision readily, which included not only arrangements from above but also his own.

He Daqing knew Director Yang's character, so after thanking him, the two of them walked out of the station together.

Director Yang's car was waiting outside, and He Daqing looked at Director Yang with gratitude.

"Director, let's not waste any more time. There's a long way to go. Let's see what happens in the future."

He Daqing got into the car with Director Yang, and the two of them headed towards the steel rolling mill.

The employment form is with Director Yang, so there is no need to alert anyone else.

After filling out the employment form, He Daqing said goodbye to Director Yang. If the aged wine had not been bottled yet, he would have wanted to give Director Yang some wine to drink right away.

When we left the factory, it was already daybreak.

The streets still seemed a little deserted at six o'clock, but the street vendors had begun their day's work.

When the steaming steamer is opened, the aroma of meat mixed with the aroma of flour wafts into the air.

Just opposite the steamed bun stall, two beggars snuggled up to each other, swallowing their saliva with envy.

It was the first time that He Daqing saw a beggar, but he did not feel too much sympathy. After all, he was not a saint, and his money did not come from the wind.

The most important thing is that if he helps these two, more beggars will run to him with their palms facing up.

He Daqing took a breath, turned a corner and walked into the familiar Tongluoguxiang.

Finally back, everything here seems to have not changed. The scene of leaving here six years ago still vaguely exists in his mind.

"Huh? You are, He Daqing?"

The second uncle got off the bicycle with a round body in his bangs, and said in a tone of watching the fun, "Hey, where's the White Widow? Didn't she come back with you?"