"What nonsense are you talking about! Give me the camera!" The middle-aged foreman came up to grab the camera with a fierce look on his face.
Every day when Dong Xuebin doesn't need it, he will use it before going to bed and get used to it. After using it for nearly a hundred times, he is now very accustomed to the discomfort of the sudden change of the screen. He only blinked once.
After being dizzy for half a second, Dong Xuebin came back to his senses. He glanced at the middle-aged foreman coldly, turned his head to the side of his head and quickly said to the several migrant workers behind him who were digging the floor tiles: "Stop digging! Stop!"
Stop!" He said, but he was desperately thinking about countermeasures in his heart. The box is so tightly hidden, maybe there are treasures inside. This is such a rare opportunity, but how can he let them belong to him? These people are about to
It’s been dug out! We have to find a way! Find a way!
Several migrant workers hesitated for a moment and then looked towards Dong Xuebin.
"Stop when you say stop? Who are you?" The middle-aged foreman turned around and shouted: "Do your work!"
The migrant workers looked at each other and used shovels to pry the bricks under their feet.
The gray stone brick was already loose and was about to be pried open by a shovel. Dong Xuebin was a little anxious. As soon as he was distracted, the middle-aged foreman snatched the camera away from his hand. The foreman didn't say a word.
Dong Xuebin said that he was going to delete the file after opening the picture, and Dong Xuebin was furious, "Shameless!" He suddenly thought of an idea, quickly reached into his bag, took out the new work permit, opened it, and held it in the middle-aged man's hand.
The foreman's eyes flickered, "Do you know the words? Open your eyes and see for yourself!"
"What?" The middle-aged foreman, who was about to delete the picture, glanced subconsciously.
It was a black leather wallet, about the same size as a travel notebook. It had a silver national emblem on the front, and the Chinese word "police" and the English word "police" underneath. There was a one-inch photo of Dong Xuebin with a blue background on the inside of the work permit, and there was a series of serial numbers and numbers underneath.
Name of work unit - Beijing City National Security Bureau Chengxi Branch, Deputy Director of the General Office. Of course, Dong Xuebin covered part of the name and work unit with his fingers, leaving him only the Deputy Director of the Office and National Security
Bureau information.
The middle-aged foreman was stunned for a moment, "From Guoan?"
Dong Xuebin hurriedly said to the migrant workers who had half-opened the stone bricks: "Stop! Wait and do it again!"
The migrant workers were afraid of being scolded by the middle-aged foreman and did not listen to Dong Xuebin.
After being stunned for a while, the middle-aged foreman hurriedly shouted: "Didn't you hear the leader tell you not to do it? Stop it!"
"Leader?" The migrant workers said to themselves, "You were robbing other people's things just now. Why are they now the leaders again?" But they didn't dare to say anything. They all put down their tools and touched the stone brick that was opened at an angle of 30 degrees.
He was also teased.
The middle-aged foreman rubbed his hands in embarrassment and said with a smile: "Boss, I'm sorry, I thought you were a reporter."
Seeing that he had taken control of the situation, Dong Xuebin breathed a sigh of relief. Thinking of the bad attitude of the middle-aged foreman just now, Dong Xuebin became angry. He didn't care whether he was more than ten years younger than him or in his twenties. He just reprimanded him all over the face.
, "Reporter? Don't use your brain! If I were a reporter, could I take pictures in front of your eyes? Ah? Besides, what's wrong with reporters? Do reporters have to be robbed by you? This is a society governed by the rule of law!
Do you know that your behavior is a crime? Ah? You are so courageous!"
The middle-aged foreman said with a sad face: "No, no, misunderstanding, misunderstanding."
After scolding him a few more times, Dong Xuebin relieved his anger, "...camera!"
"Oh, here, I'm really sorry." The middle-aged foreman hurriedly returned the digital camera to him. In his opinion, the national security department is a department with great power, and it is even more difficult to be the boss of the deputy director there.
It's not someone he can afford to offend, so he doesn't even dare to say a word in rebuttal. He just keeps laughing and just wants to send this young man away as soon as possible. Otherwise, if someone invites him to "drink tea" out of anger, then he will be in trouble.
I can't even cry anymore.
But Dong Xuebin had no intention of leaving.
Patting the dirt on his body, Dong Xuebin walked to several migrant workers with his bag and said, "Have a rest first. I want to ask you something."
The middle-aged foreman following them glared at them and said, "You answer whatever the leader asks! Do you hear me?" He couldn't help but tremble in his heart. The people from the National Security Bureau came... to investigate the case? To investigate themselves? That's not right.
, I have at most played tricks on a few bad households, and I have not done anything that endangers national security!
The migrant workers also looked at Dong Xuebin in confusion.
Dong Xuebin cleared his throat, "Has there been a tall, dark-faced person in his forties here these days?"
Everyone thought about it and shook their heads.
When the middle-aged foreman heard that he was not being investigated, he breathed a sigh of relief and said loudly: "Think again!"
Several migrant workers still shook their heads, "I can't remember clearly."
Dong Xuebin pretended to be: "About 1.9 meters tall, with a short head."
"It seems not." The migrant worker with a Northeastern accent said, "We have been working all day long and didn't pay attention to anything else."
The middle-aged foreman said: "Boss, I haven't seen this person before. Did he commit a crime?" Seeing that Dong Xuebin ignored him, the middle-aged foreman sneered, "Bah, bah, I'm asking too much, I'm asking too much."
Dong Xuebin scanned the situation on the ground with the corner of his eyes, took a step diagonally to the side, and stepped on the stone brick, "Okay, everyone, please do your business. Don't tell other people what I asked you today."
The middle-aged foreman immediately said: "Don't worry, I promise not to say a word!"
Dong Xuebin nodded, took out his notebook, and continued to write down the plan given by Director Xu.
The middle-aged foreman looked at him suspiciously, wondering why the leader of the National Security Bureau didn't leave yet? What was he writing about? He tried to say: "Boss, they still have to work. This bastard is too dirty.
Don’t get it all over you.”
Dong Xuebin didn't even look up, "It's okay, I'm right here."
The middle-aged foreman smiled helplessly, looked at the migrant workers, and waved his hand to signal them to continue working.
A migrant worker took a shovel and looked at the stone bricks under Dong Xuebin's feet. He opened his mouth to say something, but was pulled back by a migrant worker behind him. Then several people changed positions and started talking at the demolished bungalow next to him.
Digging noisily.
An hour passed and Dong Xuebin did not leave.
Two hours have passed and Dong Xuebin has not left.
Three hours have passed, but Dong Xuebin still hasn't left.
It was getting dark, and the middle-aged foreman and several migrant workers took their tools and left. Dong Xuebin, who was hungry and had a sore back and leg cramps, looked around until he confirmed that those who were working on the construction would not be there tonight.
When he came back to work, Dong Xuebin immediately let out a breath, took off his shoes from the big stone brick that he had stepped on for several hours, rushed to a nearby toilet, and filled his stomach at a restaurant on the west side of the road.