The golden age began in 1977

Chapter 153 Everyone Has Made Contributions, the Local Tyrant of Kapton

On the pristine white snow, the pole's silhouette stood out conspicuously.

He looked around in despair:

Heads were sticking out from all sorts of edges: the edge of the warehouse, the edge of the cargo box, the edge of the clutter.

The scene was quite eerie.

It's likely that dozens or even hundreds of heads will pop out from all directions, and dozens or even hundreds of faces will be staring at him, some smiling, some angry, and some expressionless.

Sometimes when he stares in one direction, the faces in that direction suddenly disappear, but when he turns his head to look elsewhere, the faces suddenly reappear.

Gradually, the sound of chuckles drifted over on the sea breeze.

Ganzi felt a chill run down his spine.

The people he saw from the warehouse roof were watching him defecate...

Anyone who's ever pooped in the wild knows that the most embarrassing thing is being watched. It causes the sphincter muscles to involuntarily contract, making it impossible to poop even though you still feel the urge...

This will be extremely painful!

But the pole knew very well that all of this was caused by the laws!
Hundreds of gazes swept over him, like sharp scalpels slicing him into sashimi.

Unwilling to be humiliated, he roared, "Get out of here! Anyone who looks at me again, I'll kill him!"

But the gun wasn't with him.

He jumped off the warehouse roof in his haste to escape and forgot to take his gun.

This shouldn't have happened, but he went crazy and was confused by the sudden encirclement, so all he could think about was running away.

Unfortunately, now there's no way to escape even if I wanted to.

His legs went weak!

Ganzi didn't bother wiping his bottom; it was pointless anyway, he'd already soiled his pants.

He pulled up his pants and was about to run.

But the snow was slippery, and his legs were as weak as noodles; he fell as soon as he took a step.

The pole scrambled to its feet, writhing in a fit of impotent rage: "Come out! Come out if you dare! Laws, I'm going to kill you!"

Qian Jin hesitated, wondering if he was hiding a pistol.

As it turned out, Hu Shunzi was simple-minded. After being insulted by Ganzi several times, he strode out with great force.
"Fuck your mother, you skinny stick, what are you yelling about? You want Grandpa to fuck you, don't you?!"

Qian Jin hurriedly shouted, "Hu Laoliu! Hide for me!"

These four men are desperate criminals; if they are caught, they will certainly face the death penalty, so they are bound to resort to desperate measures.

Qian Jin only wanted to earn merit, to earn merit as the captain of the transport team, and at the same time lead his team to earn a collective merit.

That's why he wanted to surround the place before the police arrived.

But the prerequisite for meritorious service is that his subordinates are safe and sound. He doesn't want his subordinates to die or even get hurt.

As a result, Hu Shunzi disobeyed orders and acted recklessly!

In particular, Hu Shunzi's appearance won cheers from the porters:

"Well done! Foreman Hu is awesome!"

Keep moving forward, don't lose points!

"Pay attention! Foreman Hu, take him down!"

Cheers erupted from all directions, and Hu Shunzi became even more excited.

He ripped off his cotton-padded coat and threw it on the ground, then ripped open the buttons of his vest to reveal a thicker head of pubic hair, and clenched his fist and roared like an idiot:
"Come on, you stick, let's do it!"

With a sneer, Ganzi pulled out his butterfly knife: "You son of a bitch, Grandpa Ganzi is sending you to your death today!"

The butterfly knife flew through his hands.

This knife, which most people had never seen before, was honed to perfection by Gan Zi. Qian Jin had no doubt that even Hu Shunzi, with his bluffing skills, wouldn't last a single round against him.

Hu Shunzi could also see that Ganzi's knife skills were impressive.

He tightened his anus, trying to turn back, but all his coworkers were watching him. So, he quickly thought for a moment and blurted out:
"I'm not afraid of you, damn it. Even if I lose my head, I'll just have a big scar. I'll be a porter again in eighteen years!"

Qiu Dayong was speechless. He was a ruthless character. He grabbed a crowbar and charged out: "Foreman Hu, get out of the way, I'll handle this!"

Hu Shunzi turned around and saw the crowbar in his hand, then suddenly realized:

Yes, we have our own weapons!
He snatched the meter-and-a-half-long crowbar from Qiu Dayong's hand, grinned maliciously, and charged up the bar.

Seeing the black bear coming towards him and the iron rod in its hand, Ganzi felt a chill in his heart.

He wanted to use his footwork to create an opportunity for a fatal blow.

But his legs went weak...

But the ground was covered in snow...

Hu Shunzi wore nail shoes, the kind used by porters, with nail-like things embedded in the soles, making them very stable underfoot.

Especially for porters who have to move goods in the snow during winter, they have long since developed a very stable stance.

So Ganzi moved nimbly with his small feet and then slipped and fell. Hu Shunzi went up and hit his wrist with a crowbar.

The pole screamed in pain as his wrist twisted.

The butterfly knife fell into the snow.

A roar like a tiger descending the mountain echoed from the warehouse: "Ganzi! Ganzi, run! Don't..."

"Run my ass!" Hu Shunzi grabbed the pole with one hand and punched him in the face.

He was strong, and the pole was as thin as a skinny dog ​​or monkey. He picked it up and played with it like a little girl.

Nearby people rushed out and cheered, "Foreman Hu is awesome!"

Others also gathered around:

"Foreman Hu beat him so badly he vomited!"

"This unfortunate kid got so badly beaten that he soiled his pants!"

"Foreman Hu, please spare his life, he's about to die..."

Hu Shunzi threw him away, wiped his hands on his clothes in disgust, then remembered that they were his own clothes, so he had no choice but to take off his vest and show off his muscular upper body.

The pole is in a terrible state.

He hadn't fastened his pants properly, and Hu Shunzi's fussing had pulled them down to his knees, leaving his bare, shriveled buttocks blue with cold.

Hu Shunzi, a bully who was fierce as a tiger, struck the pole so hard that the fish lay stranded on the snow, twitching occasionally, the snow beneath him turning a suspicious yellow.

Qian Jin directed the two porters to lift the pole back as if it were a frozen piece of pork.

This guy was so exhausted from the diarrhea and then got a beating that he was barely recognizable as a human. His nose and mouth were covered in blood, and his eyes and lips were purplish-black.

His swollen eyelids were about to open, and Qian Jin, fearing that he would be recognized by his figure, waved for him to be carried away.

Wei Xiongtu asked worriedly, "Won't he die?"

Then she added, "I saw a stray cat that had been electrocuted at the power station back in the summer. It was twitching like this before it died."

"Wrap him in a burlap sack, lest he freeze to death." Qian Jin took out work gloves from his pocket and put them on. "Why hasn't the police station arrived yet?"

Inspired by Hu Shunzi, everyone else was fired up: "What are we waiting for, the police station?"

"Captain Qian, let's go!"

Qiu Dayong searched Ganzi's body and finally shook his head: "There's only a knife, no gun."

Qian Jin knew the gun was in the warehouse, but the warehouse door was still locked and the door panel was deformed, obviously the people inside wanted to rush out but failed.

After considering for a few seconds, he said:
"Deputy Captain Wang, Qiu Dayong, each of you take a team and hide along the walls on either side of the iron gate. Remember, the people inside are very likely armed, so don't be greedy and rush in!"

"Iron Head, you have a loud voice, give me a shout."

He told what he wanted to say to the burly man, Tie Tou, who then put his hands on his hips and shouted:

"People inside, listen!"

Iron Head's hoarse voice made the snow on the treetops fall in a rustling sound: "You're surrounded! Take off your clothes and come out with your hands up, I promise I won't kill you!"

A string of curses came from the warehouse, followed by the crisp sound of metal clashing.

"Law! Daniel Wu! I'll fuck your ancestors!" The roar of the tiger echoed, "Come in if you dare! I'll blow your son's brains out!"

The second half of the sentence suddenly became weak, and the tone trembled.

It looks like they've started having diarrhea again.

Hu Shunzi said triumphantly, "Captain Qian, I want to volunteer! I want to rush in and shoot them!"

Qian Jin was speechless: "What are you going to use to shoot them? They have guns! Didn't you hear the sound of bullets being chambered?"

"Put on your clothes first, so you don't catch a cold!"

Hu Shunzi, full of energy: "I'm not afraid of catching a cold, I'm really fierce right now!"

Qian Jin thought for a moment, then waved his hand and said, "Lao Guai, Yu Shuigen, Song Yuefu, and Hu Shunzi, all four of you go and find some wet firewood, or even just some tattered wet cloth."

"They won't surrender? Fine, use smoke bombing tactics to force them to surrender!"

"Who's good at climbing? Climb up to the warehouse and check the situation—remember, there's a skylight in the roof, don't let anyone fall through!"

Several young men immediately took a running start and jumped onto the warehouse.

Like a toad hitting a pond.

The small warehouse is just small in area, not short in height; it is a full three or four meters high!
Is it possible to jump up there?

The porters resorted to their old skills, moving the surrounding crates over so that some nimble young men could climb onto them and use them as stepping stones to ascend to the top.

The first young man to go up pinched his nose and said, "Damn, there's so much poop up there! What's wrong with that stick? Did it pull its intestines out?"

Qian Jin climbed up to take a look.

Despite being such a thin person, he's quite capable of pulling.

The porters then quickly got to work.

These hands, which deal with goods year-round, are more adept at bundling firewood than steel bars.

Before long, a dozen or so bundles of wet firewood were delivered to the warehouse. Some of them, not wet enough, were thrown into the sea nearby for a bath.

Then someone climbed up and handed over a jar: "This is brine from rotten kelp. Captain Qian poured this down there; it tastes amazing."

Qian Jin poured the brine directly onto the bundle of firewood.

Immediately, someone applauded: "That's a good idea! Wet poplar wood with sour soup, the smoke from burning it will kill the foxes in the cave."

"Final warning!" Iron Head yelled from below, "Take off your clothes and come out! Or we'll set it on fire!"

Their answer was a gunshot.

Bullets emerged from a skylight, startling several movers who quickly ducked to the ground.

Qian Jin smiled.

He lit dry firewood with a windproof lighter and threw it in, then threw in wet firewood.

The three people inside were struggling to put out the fire, but their backsides wouldn't cooperate; often, someone would suddenly squat down while struggling.

Since the police station hadn't arrived, Qian Jin simply ordered his men to throw wet firewood into the warehouse.

Soon, yellow smoke began to seep out from under the door.

First came the sound of violent coughing from the warehouse, followed by a loud bang, like metal falling to the ground.

Someone banged on the door with their body, making a dull "thump-thump" sound.

"Add more fire!" Qian Jin shouted.

The porters below brought up several more piles of firewood, and two more bundles of wet firewood fell through the skylight.

This time the smoke was thicker, pouring out from every crack in the warehouse, especially through the skylights.

The voice of the tiger coming down the mountain came through the crack in the door: "No, no, no, you've set it on fire! We're getting out, getting out! You better open the door, you have to open the door!"

Qian Jin jumped down and signaled Qiu Dayong to smash the door lock. He then directed the movers on both sides, saying:

"Open the door slowly, leaving only a crack, and let them throw the guns out to me first."

The door was opened a crack.

A pale, white arm stretched out, frantically shaking someone's underwear.

White underwear with yellow stains.

"Let's get out! Stop the stench!" It was the scholar's voice, trembling with tears. "Take off your clothes, take them all off!"

Qian Jin whispered to Tie Tou, who roared, "Throw out your weapons first, throw them all out, or you'll all suffocate from the stench!"

A double-barreled shotgun, a shotgun with its barrel sawed off, and two pistols of unknown model were thrown out one after another.

As the warehouse door slowly opened, three naked men scrambled out like drunken shrimp, their faces covered in tears and snot.

The porters rushed forward and tied the thugs up tightly with rope.

When Lao Guai saw that Lao Nian was strong and healthy, he tied him up with several extra ropes, which dug deep into his flesh, causing Lao Nian to cry out in pain.

As he kept calling out, the old man suddenly tried to squat down.

Li Chenggong thought he was trying to play a trick, so he punched him and climbed on his back like Wu Song fighting a tiger: "What are you doing—damn it!"

Old Nian was pulled by the rope and couldn't squat down, so he sputtered as soon as his legs were spread apart.

There's nothing left.

It's just a little water.

Qian Jin directed his team members to carry buckets of water into the fire to put it out, and then said to Lao Guai, "Take him directly to the police station or to the hospital, don't let him die from diarrhea."

For some reason, no one from the police station came, but the moving team got all the credit.

To avoid being detected by Xia Shanhu and his two companions by their presence or voice, Qian Jin did not approach them. Instead, he arranged for Wang Hao to lead the team to escort them away.

The others put out the fire in the small warehouse, and Qian Jin led them to continue working.

The movers are so excited right now, how can they concentrate on their work?
Qian Jin realized this wouldn't do and said directly, "You want to do the same thing as last month when it snowed heavily and not work again, don't you? You want the head office to send someone to investigate your illegal and disciplinary violations again, don't you?"

That's spot on.

The porters obediently returned to their posts, and then excitedly discussed and worked together.

When it snows, it becomes cold.

The sea breeze was biting.

The midday sun slanted in through the windows of the brigade office, casting a bright patch of light on the cement floor.

Qian Jin squatted by the spot of light, holding an aluminum lunchbox in his hand, and was placing steamed buns on the iron plate on the stove.

Liu Jinshan, who had just arrived at work after taking the morning off, saw this scene as soon as he entered the door and immediately began to praise it enthusiastically:
"I was wondering why the whole place smelled so good when I came over? Captain Qian, your steamed buns smell really good."

Liu Jinshan rubbed his hands together and came closer, his nose red from the cold, but his eyes were very bright: "It's no exaggeration, you can smell the fragrance from across the street."

Qian Jin exclaimed, "Deputy Captain Liu, your mouth is greasier than the filling of a steamed bun."

He flipped the buns over and said, "My wife made these yesterday. They're filled with pork and scallions, and she added extra five-spice powder. They taste really good."

The office was filled with steam, and the aroma of baked buns added a touch of warmth and homeliness to the space.

Qian Jin was in a good mood today. He picked up a golden-brown bun with tongs and handed it to Liu Jinshan: "You're lucky to run into me baking buns on your way to work. Try my wife's cooking."

Liu Jinshan took the steamed bun, scalding it and fidgeting with it between his hands, while muttering to himself:

"Speaking of our moving team, Captain Qian, your life is the most enviable. You're a model worker, a shrew in life, and even your wife is wonderful. This steamed bun is truly beautiful..."

Qian Jin waved his hand, about to speak, when the sound of footsteps pattering outside could be heard.

The office door was suddenly pushed open, and a cold wind carrying the smell of the sea rushed in.

Liu Jinshan stood up unhappily and said, "Who is it? Don't you know to knock before you come in? Oh, Director Zhao, a rare guest. You're a rare guest, no need to knock."

Three uniformed security guards stood at the entrance, led by Chief Zhao of the Kapas Police Station.

Qian Jin, holding the steamed buns, stood up, turned around, and said with a smile, "Indeed, we have a rare guest. May I ask what instructions the leaders have for us?"

"Comrade Qian Jin is very polite," Director Zhao strode in and grabbed Qian Jin's greasy hand, "but you're quite sharp in your dealings with people and things. You're a good man! A truly good man!"

Qian Jin knew what he was talking about and understood his reaction.

If the tiger coming down the mountain wasn't bragging.

The Kapas Police Station is going to benefit greatly from him.

But he still had to appear slightly bewildered, so he took a half step back, almost dropping the bun in his hand. Then he made a gesture as if to pull his hand back to wipe it, but Director Zhao gripped it even tighter.

"Director Zhao, what's this?" Qian Jin asked tentatively.

"Captain Qian, your transport team has done a great job!" Captain Wang, standing behind Director Zhao, said excitedly, "The four people you arrested are members of the 'Tiger Down the Mountain' gang! They're wanted criminals on the provincial list!"

Liu Jinshan didn't react in time.

He didn't go to work in the morning, so he didn't know what had happened in the brigade, which meant that he had nowhere to flatter the brigade now that he wanted to.

So he simply used a catch-all excuse: "Hey Captain Qian, why didn't you tell me about something this important sooner? Look at me, your close comrade-in-arms and capable assistant, I didn't even know about this."

He turned to Director Zhao and said, "Our Captain Qian has always kept a low profile and never talks about the good things we do."

Qian Jin stared in disbelief at his jumping around.

See what you can do.

This guy was born in the wrong era. If he had been born a hundred years earlier, and his eggs had been removed, he would definitely be a figure in history books.

A treacherous and disastrous eunuch.

Qian Jin tentatively asked Director Zhao, "Were those four people we caught really robbers?"

“But I knew they were definitely up to something,” Qian Jin added. “They found knives and guns when they were searched, so they were obviously not good people.”

Director Zhao patted him on the shoulder and gave him a warm smile: "They're not just not good people, they're bad people, really bad people!"

"This group of people are from the Central Plains. They started robbing people in the northwest of the Central Plains, beginning with robbing guesthouses, and then moved southeast, committing quite a few crimes."

"However, they are very cunning. Every time they stop in a city, they commit a crime, and once they succeed, they immediately continue to flee. This has given our security system a lot of headaches, and we have never been able to catch them!"

"Comrade Qian Jin, they've met their match this time. Your transport team actually managed to hold them down."

Qian Jin looked shocked: "They're that powerful?"

"Captain Qian, how did you know that this group of people were hiding in warehouse number 125?" Captain Wang asked.

Qian Jin said, "It's like this, I ran into a bald man on my way to work today."

“That bald man was acting suspiciously and didn’t seem like a good person. He stopped me and asked if I was a staff member of the Municipal Supply and Marketing Cooperative. I said yes, I’m a cadre.”

"Then he asked me if I wanted to do something for the Municipal Supply and Marketing Cooperative. He said he could give me a message to do it, but there would be a price to pay. I would have to pay him a fee."

"One thousand yuan!"

Director Zhao, Captain Wang, and the other two looked at each other in bewilderment.

Liu Jinshan had no doubt about his words and angrily said, "This bastard has some nerve! Captain Qian, why didn't you take him down directly?"

Qian Jin chuckled and said, "I wish I could, but he was holding a pistol, the kind of pistol that American officers in 'Heroes and Daughters' carry. He was pointing the gun at me!"

After hearing the last part, Director Zhao and Captain Wang exchanged a glance and nodded in unison.

Upon seeing this, Qian Jin knew that the Public Security Bureau had conducted a surprise interrogation of the four people and obtained some information.

At least we have information that 'The Law' possesses a Colt pistol.

He continued, "Where would I get that much money? And even if I did, how could I possibly give him that much money?"

“But I did eventually give him some money, one-tenth of a thousand dollars, a hundred dollars, because that was all the money I could come up with.”

"This bald guy accepted the price. He told me that a group of people wanted to rob our company's finance department and were now trapped in warehouse 125. He also said that he had given them a strong laxative and that they could be caught as long as I called the police."

“Of course I couldn’t believe his one-sided story, so I kept an eye on him and at the same time asked an acquaintance to send a handwritten letter to Qiu Dayong of our brigade, asking Qiu Dayong to organize a team to investigate the situation.”

"We eventually discovered that there was indeed such a group of people in Warehouse 125. I arranged for Comrade Wei Xiongtu to come back and report to the police, but the other party had already started to flee. There was no other way, so I had to lead our porters to face the difficulties head-on and arrest them all!"

After he finished speaking, he spread his hands.

This time, he didn't intend to keep it all to himself. His original plan was to lead a group to surround and capture the robber, thus taking credit for the arrest by the Jiagang branch.

For some reason, the Kapas Police Station was uncooperative and didn't come!

Director Zhao was also embarrassed. He sighed and said:
“We received reliable intelligence on the eve of the Lunar New Year that the ‘Hunter’s Gang’ had come to Haibin City to rob your supply and marketing cooperative’s slush fund.”

"We received your call today, and we believe it's a trick by the 'Tiger Down the Mountain' gang to lure them away from the mountain..."

Qian Jin immediately understood.

The big guy who sold his motorcycle to buy tickets that day did indeed call the police.

Luckily, I was cautious and didn't ask him to reveal the location of our meeting at sea with the Tiger Gang that night, otherwise I probably would have been caught on the eve of the Lunar New Year!
The gang led by Xia Shan Hu made the right decision; exposing their target was indeed dangerous, and someone reported them.

The police these days are also inflexible; once they've made a decision, they act recklessly.

People who can use their brains will have to wait three years after graduating from university before they can enter various industries. There are reasons why everything is in ruins and people's livelihoods are in decline.

However, it's all for the best. Qian Jin and his men worked hard and captured the Tiger Gang without any major incidents, which is a great achievement.

really.

The police informed the Supply and Marketing Cooperative of the interrogation results. As the direct leader of the Jiagang Brigade, Yang Shengzhang rushed over in his small jeep.

Qian Jin knew that the MVP settlement time had arrived.

After the snow, the sun shone brightly on a clear day.

When Qian Jin received the news, he went to pick up his superior. On the way, he kept squinting.

The snow on both sides was a vast expanse of dazzling white.

Yang Shengzhang stood in front of the jeep, hands on his hips, watching the porters busily working, a satisfied smile on his face.

Qian Jin ran over quickly, and Yang Shengzhang grabbed him and patted him on the shoulder, his voice booming: "Captain Qian, you did a great job today! Well done!"

"The police station called the headquarters. Your Jiagang brigade has done a great job this time!"

Qian Jin smiled, after all, he had truly made a contribution.

But in front of veteran cadres, one still has to be modest: "Minister Yang, this is all thanks to everyone; we just happened to run into some trouble..."

"You ran into them?" Yang Shengzhang shook his head. "Even if you did, you'd have to have guts!"

“Those robbers are not to be trifled with. Our unit has already got information about them. They’ve already caused trouble for several other units before.”

"These guys have guns and knives, and you dared to surround them and even smoke them out. What do you call that? You call that being both wise and brave!"

Qian Jin was a little embarrassed by the praise, and he rubbed his hands together and kept chuckling.

He was somewhat pleased with himself this time.

His workplace treated him very well.

He did indeed solve a problem for his company.

Standing beside him, Liu Jinshan puffed out his chest and gave Qian Jin a thumbs-up: "Minister Yang, don't you know how capable our Captain Qian is? He's dedicated to the unit, not only working hard for the unit but also daring to make contributions!"

Yang Shengzhang found this guy annoying.

But I was really happy today, nodding repeatedly: "Good, good, you all did a great job."

Liu Jinshan chuckled.

Wang Hao was so angry that he kept cursing under his breath.

What business is it of yours, Liu Jinshan, today?

He's usually the most low-key and composed, but with such a great achievement looming, he knew he couldn't stay low-key any longer, so he quickly went up and said:

"Captain Qian, let's quickly invite the minister to sit in his office; it's cold outside."

Yang Shengzhang waved his hand and said, "I have to go to your office. Come on, make me some tea. I want to hear how you caught these four criminals!"

Liu Jinshan ran back to make tea.

When it comes to flattery, others can't resist it.

They had just returned and each had a cup of tea, preparing to gather around the stove and gossip, when footsteps sounded again at the door.

The door was pushed open forcefully, and a gust of cold wind rushed in, causing the people inside to turn around.

Cui Hu, head of the Labor and Wages Section, and Feng Changfan, head of the Political Work Section, walked in one after the other.

Cui Hu, who usually had a gloomy expression, was all smiles today, and Feng Changfan, whom Qian Jin was meeting for the first time, even started joking:

"Good, Minister Yang, no wonder Comrade Qian Jin was able to organize our porters to make meritorious contributions. It turns out that you, the chief of staff, were in charge of devising strategies."

Yang Shengzhang laughed and said, "I did serve as a political commissar, that's a fact, and I would never deny it out of modesty."

"But this victory was achieved entirely by Comrade Qian Jin; it has nothing to do with me..."

“It’s all thanks to connections, it’s mainly because our minister is a good mentor,” Qian Jin quickly added. “Let me also mention something: our minister thinks highly of me and often provides me with ideological guidance and support.”

"The reason I dared to lead the team to confront these criminals head-on this time is because I was taught and encouraged by my superiors!"

Yang Shengzhang punched him on the shoulder: "You little rascal!"

The two leaders laughed heartily.

Cui Hu and his companion came up and shook hands with Qian Jin, and then with everyone in the office.

Cui Hu said, "Xiao Qian, our boss and party officials know about the great feat accomplished by your Jiagang Brigade and the porters you led. They are very pleased and specially ordered us to come here to give you a verbal commendation first."

The subtext is that there will be material rewards later.

Qian Jin politely replied that it was all they should do.

In the 21st century, national propaganda emphasizes that professionals should do professional work and does not encourage show-off behavior.

But things are different now. Now the country encourages people to bravely fight against illegal and criminal activities and criminals.

Liu Jinshan quickly poured water for the two leaders and took the opportunity to say, "If you ask me, it was those robbers who brought this upon themselves."

"Who is our Captain Qian? He not only leads our porters' team in their work, but he is also in charge of maintaining order on the streets. We subordinates all know that he has a knack for dealing with bad guys."

"If you ask me, those bastards who dare to stay at our dock are just asking for trouble. Even God wants to take them down."

People these days have very little entertainment, so they all like to listen to gossip.

Feng Changfan, holding the teacup in both hands, urged Qian Jin:

"Tell us everything that happened today. We heard that these four criminals had diarrhea in the snow, and that you arrested them while they were naked. What exactly happened?"

Just as Qian Jin was about to speak, Cui Hu tore a piece of paper from his notebook, cleared his throat, and said:

"This success was undoubtedly achieved under the leadership of Brigade Qian, but the contributions of the masses should not be overlooked."

"What I mean is, as instructed by the leadership, today we'll take this opportunity to have Captain Qian gather the squad leaders together to discuss the morning's combat operations, and at the same time hold a brief meeting to commend them."

Feng Changfan nodded seriously: "Yes, this matter needs to be discussed properly, so that the whole brigade knows that what you did is something to be proud of."

Qian Jin looked at Yang Shengzhang, who nodded in agreement.

So he immediately sent people to gather the foremen from the various work areas of the porters.

Soon, eight foremen arrived at the office.

They couldn't help but be excited. As soon as they heard that the leaders had arrived and that they would be listening to their reports on the morning's battle, they were incredibly excited.

Hu Shunzi, in particular, came shirtless wearing only a cotton-padded coat, wanting to tell the leaders that he was the one who had been knocked down shirtless today.

Qian Jin was speechless for a moment when he saw his appearance.

Why do I have an idiot working for me?

There are frequent meetings in the office, and there are enough benches.

The foremen sat down, and Yang Shengzhang stood next to Qian Jin and said, "Comrades, the reason we've gathered you all here today is to commend our team leader Qian Jin and our Jiagang Brigade."

As he spoke, he reached out and patted Qian Jin on the shoulder.

A face full of relief.

This is a clear expression of my support for Qian Jin's work.

"You went through a dangerous and tough battle this morning, but you rose to the challenge and ultimately achieved excellent results."

"This is remarkable. You may not know, but this group of criminals is extremely arrogant. They have committed multiple crimes in the past six months, spanning two provinces and more than ten cities, giving the police a real headache."

"This time they came to Haibin City intending to commit another crime. Do you know which unit they plan to target?"

The foremen were genuinely unaware of this matter.

In fact, Yang Shengzhang was unaware at first that his workplace was being targeted.

To maintain secrecy, only high-ranking officials in the Municipal Public Security Bureau were aware of the whistleblower information. The information was then shared with senior leaders of the Municipal Supply and Marketing Cooperative. People like Yang Shengzhang and Cui Hu only learned about the situation recently.

The foremen shook their heads, while Hu Shunzi blinked and spoke faster than he could think: "They're not coming for our Jiagang Brigade, are they?"

"What do you Jiagang Brigade have that's worth robbing?" Yang Shengzhang was deeply impressed by his wisdom.

Liu Jinshan decisively said, "Don't we have our unit's valuable assets and our outstanding leader, Comrade Qian Jin, here?"

Qian Jin blushed.

This guy really goes all out when it comes to flattery, he'll go to any lengths regardless of the situation.

Feng Changfan laughed and said, "They're after the finance department of our supply and marketing cooperative. They're planning to snatch our annual financial statement before the New Year!"

This can be talked about with a smile now, but the leaders were actually quite scared at the time.

Why did the president and party officials rush to send them to comfort the front lines?
Because Qian Jin and his ilk truly saved their lives!
The four members of the Tigers Down the Mountain encountered Qian Jin, who was of a higher level, and lost because of the advantage of the future in terms of resources.

They lost out to luck.

They never imagined that Qian Jin, this tough guy with a bald head and a Colt pistol, would actually be a low-level cadre in the city's supply and marketing cooperative!

They were tricked by Qian Jinyou's mental calculations, which can be described as "heaven is against them".

In reality, the four are cautious and capable. If they were given the opportunity, the finance department's slush fund would most likely be robbed.

When that time comes, President Wei and other high-ranking officials will be stripped naked and sent home for the New Year.

The foremen were unaware of the dangers inside; all they knew was that their group had accomplished a great feat, and they grinned from ear to ear.

Hu Shunzi even enthusiastically said, "I knocked down a skinny guy myself."

Qiu Dayong was very disappointed.

He should have rushed forward, but he didn't because he was following Qian Jin's orders. Hu Shunzi, that idiot, didn't follow orders but still made a contribution, leaving him with nowhere to complain.

Fortunately, the other three were subdued by him and his men when they came out last, so he could at least get some credit for his actions.

Next, I will report on the arrest operation that took place this morning.

The foremen got excited, chattering away and making a racket, like a group of people having a gang rape in Tokyo. The three leaders were surrounded in the middle, the ones being raped, and they were completely confused by what they were hearing...

Qian Jin slammed his fist on the table: "Qiu Dayong, you come and report on the work done this morning."

Qiu Dayong is a person who has personally experienced the situation and is down-to-earth, so it is very appropriate for him to report on the work.

Of course, most importantly, he was Qian Jin's confidant.

Qiu Dayong recounted in detail how he received the instructions from Qian Jin, how he assembled the team, and how he defended Warehouse No. 125 under Qian Jin's command:

"After we surrounded the small warehouse, one of the criminals climbed out of the skylight to try to escape. He jumped off the roof of the warehouse, fell, and got diarrhea. When he tried to escape, Comrade Hu Shunzi blocked his way..."

He recounted the scene of Hu Shunzi packing up the pole, with Hu Shunzi demonstrating by throwing punches.

The three leaders chuckled as they watched.

Fools are the ones who bring the most joy.

"...Afterwards, under the command of Captain Qian, we cooperated. One comrade shouted to persuade them to surrender, while Yu Shuigen and the other four teams used their familiarity with the dock to collect a large amount of wet firewood..."

"They were finally captured!"

The applause was very enthusiastic, led by the leaders.

Yang Shengzhang continued to pat Qian Jin on the shoulder with satisfaction: "Just by listening to the work report, I can imagine how dangerous it was at the time. This was no simple matter. You have demonstrated the wisdom and courage of the working class."

Section Chief Feng Changfan also stood up, patted Qian Jin on the shoulder, and said:
"Captain Qian and the comrades of Jiagang Brigade, your actions have protected the stability of our unit and ensured the normal flow of our unit's social supply materials at the end of the year. This is a remarkable contribution."

"The president and party officials attach great importance to this matter. They have stated that they will definitely give the Jiagang Brigade the reward it deserves. Come on, let's give ourselves a round of applause!"

The applause was even more enthusiastic than before.

Who wouldn't be enthusiastic if they heard there was a reward?
Qian Jin was quite satisfied with the result.

He knew that from then on, he would be the local tyrant of the entire Jiagang Brigade.

All leaders will support his work.

All his subordinates would also trust and obey his leadership.

His next priority is to see if he can seize another opportunity to advance further.

Although we walked a bit fast.

But there was nothing he could do; after all, he had made one merit after another.

A promotion on the front lines is only right!
(End of this chapter)