Babaoliang Village, outside the gate of the Zhou family!

Looking at Comrade Fan Debiao's attire, Zhou Yang was suddenly confused. A camel ran into the sheep, which was too conspicuous.

Comrade Fan Da was worried about the documents in his suitcase being stolen, and also wanted to better perform his duties.

Not only did he take the original manuscript that Gu Chenghua brought with him, but also the 10,000-word translation manuscript that Zhou Yang translated last night, he also put it all in his suitcase and took it with him.

Although Zhou Yang initially complained that he was making a fuss out of a molehill and being too careful, he also expressed his understanding.

I even think that this is the correct way for special service personnel to open it. This is called professionalism.

Moreover, the size of the box is not large, it is equivalent to a slightly larger briefcase, so it is not too conspicuous to carry around.

But he soon realized something was wrong. Compared with this small suitcase, Fan Derbiao's green military uniform and the gun on his waist were more conspicuous.

Of course, Zhou Yang himself is more conspicuous!

Seeing Zhou Yang looking at him with such a strange look, Fan Debiao frowned and said, "Is there something wrong?"

"Can we keep a low profile?" Zhou Yang said.

"Are we high-profile?" Fan Debiao asked rhetorically.

Zhou Yang pointed to the gun on his waist and said, "Isn't this high-profile?"

"It's just a gun. What's so rare about it? Who hasn't seen this thing?" Fan Derbiao said calmly.

Zhou Yang:￥￥

Guns are indeed not rare these days. After all, there is an organization called the militia these days!

The Babaoliang Brigade has its own militia battalion, and my father-in-law, the village party secretary, is also the militia battalion commander.

That's right, that's the battalion commander, not the platoon commander or company commander.

Because it is close to the border, the militia in Yunshan County is much larger than the militia in general inland areas, and is organized at the division level.

The militia organization here is not a guard station in name only in the middle and late Ming Dynasty, but a shell. It is really prepared for war. In the past few years, military training was organized every year after the autumn harvest, with live ammunition.

Moreover, there used to be a small arsenal in the village, which contained a large number of weapons and equipment, including rifles and submachine guns.

However, in the past two years, a document was suddenly issued from above, requiring that all weapons and equipment of each brigade should be centralized in counties and township communes for unified custody, and should be guarded by full-time and part-time armed cadres. Since then, guns have not been seen often.

Therefore, most people in the village know guns and have played with guns, and many people have even operated machine guns and light artillery.

But the guns in the hands of the militiamen are different from the guns in the hands of Fan Derbiao. This exquisite pistol, paired with a calfskin holster, is definitely a symbol of "status".

Moreover, someone like Fan Derbiao, who is wearing a military uniform, armed with a gun, and holding a document bag (suitcase) and following behind someone, is a guard at first glance.

In the simple understanding of ordinary people, those who are worthy of being guards are all cadres, and they are also high-ranking cadres.

Zhou Yang had already anticipated that if he showed up at the brigade headquarters with Fan Debiao like this, it would definitely cause a sensation.

After thinking for a while, Zhou Yang said again: "Comrade Xiao Fan, can we discuss changing clothes?"

"I can't, and I didn't bring one with me! Besides, I seem to be two years older than you, so you should call me Lao Fan!" Fan Debiao said seriously.

Zhou Yang chuckled and said: "Is this based on age? You are my guard now. Whether it is temporary or long-term, I am your superior. You are Xiao Fan!"

Fan Debiao:￥￥

Seeing that Comrade Xiao Fan really had no other clothes to change into, Zhou Yang could only take him to the brigade headquarters.

Since most of the members had gone to work, they didn't meet anyone on the way, so they arrived at the brigade headquarters smoothly.

But when they arrived at the brigade headquarters, Zhang Genwang, Anping, Tan Shiqing and others were all there. When they saw Zhou Yang and Fan Debiao, everyone's eyes widened, as if they had seen a ghost.

Yesterday they knew that such a person came to the village. After all, Li Fengnian took him around the village, but most people didn't know what he did.

Now I know, this is obviously a guard for Zhou Yang!

It's really incredible to think that Zhou Yang is worthy of a guard of this level.

Therefore, the way everyone looked at Zhou Yang changed.

What made Zhou Yang even more speechless was that Niu Dazhuang had just come out of the brigade and walked away when he saw Zhou Yang!

Zhou Yang was suddenly speechless. You must know that Niu Dazhuang would always greet and talk to him when he saw him.

Arriving at the office, Zhou Yang immediately said to Zhang Genwang and Anping: "Uncle Genwang, you are all here!"

Zhang Genwang's mouth twitched, and then he said unnaturally: "Well, there is still something going on at the feed factory. I'll keep an eye on my past, and you guys can talk!"

After saying that, he took the dry smoke pot and walked out the door with his hands behind his back!

Wang Ping said: "The fermentation tank at the west end of the village is about to be dug. It needs to be waterproofed. I'll go take a look!"

Without waiting for Zhou Yang to speak, he left too!

Tan Shiqing looked around and said: "Zhou Zhiqing"

"Are you in trouble too?" Zhou Yang frowned.

Tan Shiqing shook her head hurriedly, and then said: "No, I just want to ask you if you want tea!"

Zhou Yang nodded, then poured out the leftover tea from yesterday in his big teapot, and then asked Tan Shiqing to pour him a teacup of hot tea that had just been brewed.

Later, Tan Shiqing poured another bowl for Fan Debiao.

After doing this, the little girl slipped away quietly

Soon, only Zhou Yang and Fan Debiao were left in the entire office.

Zhou Yang glared at Fan Debiao, then helplessly took out the manuscript, paper and pen, and started translating.

He had already expected this result when he went out.

It's hard not to attract others' attention when you go out with such a tall guy with a cold temperament and a pistol.

More importantly, this guy looked at everyone like a spy, with a hint of vigilance and scrutiny.

Wherever this guy is around, the air pressure automatically drops by three points.

Even Zhang Genwang and Wang Ping had to hide when they saw him, let alone other people. Who would dare to approach them in the future.

What a mistake!

Zhou Yang felt that he did not go out with a bodyguard, but a warning sign on his body that no strangers should enter.

Fan Derbiao didn't seem to feel there was any problem, after all, this was his daily work routine.

Anyone who wants to get close to the protection target will be classified as a threat by him, and he will mentally evaluate the degree of danger of this person, and these village members are no exception.

As for whether this would have an impact on Zhou Yang's life, that was beyond his consideration.

And the fact is just as Zhou Yang expected, since the two of them appeared at the brigade headquarters, no one, whether they were village cadres, ordinary members, or educated youths, came here for the entire morning!

Jing Jing was quiet, and his work efficiency was quite good, but Zhou Yang felt that this feeling was not good.
Chapter completed!