Dong Xuebin was the only one left, so he thought about something in his mind, took his luggage and walked to the station, found the ticket window and asked about the tickets.
"Is there a bus to Jiaolin County?" Dong Xuebin asked.
The conductor looked at him and said, "I just took a train. What time do you want?"
Dong Xuebin looked at his watch and said: "The nearest one, the faster, the better."
The conductor said: "The nearest bus will be at noon, and there are few buses going there."
"Noon?" Dong Xuebin was speechless for a moment, "So slow? Then I can't just sit here for four hours? It's only morning now."
The conductor replied nonchalantly: "Then you go to the South Long-distance Station. Most of the buses there go to Jiaolin County. Most of the buses here go north."
Dong Xuebin said: "About noon?"
"It's not necessarily between twelve o'clock and one o'clock. It depends on whether the driver comes back." The conductor said.
At this moment, Dong Xuebin misses the traffic environment in the capital very much. Although there is a traffic jam in the capital, at least the roads are open in all directions. There is not much traffic jam on the road here, but there are not many cars. Strictly speaking, this feeling is worse than the traffic jam.
Dong Xuebin was even more helpless. He was unfamiliar with this place, so he couldn't stand at the station for several hours, right? That was too boring. As for taking a taxi? It would be strange if the taxi was willing to go there. Dong Xuebin
There was nothing I could do, so I walked out of the ticket window and went to find a breakfast stall outside, ate something, and then looked around, looking like I had nothing to do.
"From Jiao Neighboring County!"
"Is there anyone else?"
"The bus to Jiaolin County!"
Suddenly, two people shouted from the other side of the road.
Dong Xuebin was startled and looked sideways. It was a quite small minibus. It was a bit old and relatively old, and the body was quite dirty. There were a few words stuck on the body: Provincial capital - Jiaolin County
, Dong Xuebin let out a sigh, and thought to himself, isn’t there a car? Why is there the next bus at noon? Dong Xuebin looked at the car and it looked like it wouldn’t be able to drive in a short time, because there were not many people in the car, so he continued to put the last few people in the car.
I ate it early, and immediately paid the bill, then dragged my luggage to the other side of the road and asked the two people.
"To Jiaolin County?" Dong Xuebin said.
A dark, strong man said: "Yes!"
Dong Xuebin said: "Then where should I buy tickets?"
The strong man said: "Just buy it from me, one hundred pieces."
Dong Xuebin glanced at the money in the big man's hand, and then realized that this car was probably not a regular scheduled car at the station, but their private one. It could also be called a "black car", but when I thought about it, the ticket price was expensive.
, but it doesn’t matter, I can’t just wait around here, forget it, just take the black car, it’s better than sitting alone for four hours waiting for the bus at noon, and according to the conductor’s tone, you may not be able to get there at noon.
The train left on time, so Dong Xuebin took out his wallet, turned over a hundred yuan and handed it over, then dragged his luggage onto the train.
After a while, there were already a few people on the bus, and almost half of the seats were full. Of course, there were relatively few seats in the bus, so there were not many people in half of the bus.
Dong Xuebin preferred the back seat or the corner seat, so he chose the last row, stuffed his luggage and sat in the innermost seat by the window.
"From Jiao Neighboring County!"
"Leave now!"
"Is there anyone else?"
Two people outside were still shouting loudly.
Dong Xuebin stopped listening. He folded his shoulders and closed his eyes, continuing to think about his own affairs. He had too many things to think about now, including the matter of Li Gui'an and Zhang Dongfang, the current situation in Jiao Neighboring County, and what was described in the newspaper.
Regarding the situation of the ancient tomb, Dong Xuebin felt that he needed a systematic arrangement of ideas. He must be more organized this time when he takes office. What should be done first and what should be done secondly, he must think clearly, one after another.
Yes, we can no longer be as clueless as before. Although Dong Xuebin is not such an organized person, he still works in the system for so many years. He always needs to have some growth and maturity, otherwise it will be in vain.
So many years.
One minute...
Three minutes...
One after another, several more people came up and filled the car to the brim.
Boom.
The seat next to me is heavy.
A young man sat over. He looked about the same age as Dong Xuebin, but maybe a year or two older than him. He looked quite smart, thin and short.
Dong Xuebin glanced at him.
The man also looked at him, smiled and nodded.
When someone is polite to Dong Xuebin, Dong Xuebin will naturally respond politely and nod to him with a smile.
In the end, two or three people squeezed in as the bus was about to leave, but there was no room for them to sit. The driver was obviously well prepared and immediately took a few benches and placed them in the aisle of the bus for them to sit down.
It's a bit unsafe, but black cars are all about profit. They won't care about you, just give them money. Of course, these people didn't charge them a hundred, but fifty.
After a while, there was no one left.
The strong man who sold tickets before got on the bus directly.
Another thinner northerner, who had just shouted to buy tickets with him, got into the driver's seat. As soon as the door closed, the car drove off.
Wander around.
Bumpy.
There are all kinds of problems as soon as the car is started.
Dong Xuebin also suffered a lot when he was a child. He is a child from a poor family. If anyone knows him, Dong Xuebin will be very face-conscious, very particular, and picky. He will definitely not make this kind of car, because he is such a person.
He values face very seriously, but if there is no one around, Dong Xuebin doesn't worry too much about face. It doesn't matter a little bit, just make do with it. It's not like he has never suffered, and he's not like Fang Wenping or Xie Huilan.
People who have been pampered since childhood can make do with anything as long as there is no issue of face.
The car is too worn out.
It kept shaking.
Soon after, a middle-aged woman couldn't stand it anymore and complained, "Why is the car so bumpy? Can you drive more steadily? I feel like vomiting."
There was an old man next to me who was motion sick and said, "Yeah, I can't stand it anymore."
The strong man sitting in the front turned around and said, "Would you rather sit still? This road is like this! I'll be on the highway soon!"
The old man said angrily: "What does it mean to like to sit or not to sit still?"
The middle-aged woman had already taken a plastic bag and vomited it.
The strong man ignored the old man, but pinched his nose and said to the woman with a disgusted face: "Don't vomit in the car, throw the bag out later!"
Dong Xuebin also opened his eyes at this time, wondering how to speak?
The young man sitting next to Dong Xuebin also frowned and muttered: "What kind of quality."
He also said "I don't like to sit down" and looked contemptuous. When it comes to the elderly and women, this attitude is indeed too rude.
The other people in the car didn't say anything. Maybe it was nothing to do, or maybe they were used to riding in their black cars.
A few minutes later.
The minibus took the expressway.
But not long after we got on the highway, the problem started!
Dong Xuebin was still sleeping with his eyes closed, thinking about a series of things he would do after taking office. The big man in the car, the person in charge of selling tickets, stood up, clapped his hands loudly, and said to everyone:
"Everyone, listen up!" The car also stopped at this time, pulling over and stopping within the line.
"what?"
"Why did you stop the car?"
Everyone started muttering.
The big man raised his voice and said: "Our line actually does not make any money. It is very difficult to operate. We have to cross the expressway and pay the toll. So if we divide it equally, we will also have to charge everyone a certain level of toll. Everyone
Ten yuan is not much, it is within everyone's affordability, and please understand us."
Then the old man who had been pushed back stopped, "The ticket is already expensive at 100, isn't it all included? Why do we still have to pay?"
The big man said with a straight face: "This is the rule here!"
The old man shouted angrily: "It doesn't make sense at all! What if I don't pay?"
The big man glanced at him from the corner of his eye, "Don't pay? Then get off the car! Go to the next highway exit and find a car by yourself! We don't care!"
The old man stood up and said, "We have already paid our tickets! Why should we get off the bus?"
The big man said: "But you haven't paid the highway toll, so what do we care about you?" There was a strong threat in his words. We are on the highway now, or halfway through. If we blow people down now,
, how do people go? Go to the next exit? It’s not until the end of the year! And after leaving the exit, you may not be able to find a car to Jiaolin County, so the big man and the driver chose such a location, obviously feeling confident.
, threatening them to pay money. It seems that this is not the first time they have done this.
Everyone complained.
"What!"
"Why should I pay?"
"This is not legal at all!"
But the big man glared at everyone confidently, "Don't pay? Okay, anyone who doesn't pay will get off the bus! I'll see how you find a car in the wilderness!"
Arrogant!
And it’s not disguised at all!
There was a bit of a commotion in the car, and there was a lot of chattering.
The young man next to Dong Xuebin didn't seem to expect that there would be an extra highway toll. Although ten yuan was not much, it was still disgusting.
The young man stood up, took out a work permit from his arms, and gave it to the big man, "I am from the Jiao Neighbor County Party Committee. I come to the provincial capital to do business. Please give me some face, brother. We are not rich, so don't make it difficult."
Everyone."
Dong Xuebin blinked, from the Jiao Neighboring County Committee?
The big man was stunned at first, but then he took the ID and took a look at it, then said: "Secretary Section of the County Party Committee Office? Deputy Section Chief? Su Yan?" After a pause, he obviously didn't take the other party seriously. I guess this is also true for long-distance running.
Someone who knows the leader of Jiao Neighbor County said, "Let's do this. Your expressway tolls are mine, and I'll give you some face. Others have to pay, too!" The secretarial department is indeed not a tough department. (To be continued.
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