Vol 3 Chapter 1004: Cranky brother

In the afternoon, Zhou Ze really accompanied Lao Zhang to elementary school.
Now that he has promised Feng Si to cooperate with his operations in the near future and do some "good things", boss Zhou will naturally not say anything.
On the school playground, the pupils took their chairs and lined up neatly in the playground.
Lao Zhang sat on the rostrum and took a microphone to give a lecture on popularization.
In fact, Lao Zhang is also the honorary principal of this elementary school. Of course, he does not charge money. It is enough to give one or two lectures every semester. If he is not available, he can send other police officers.
The afternoon sun is a bit big, although it does not make people heatstroke, but if people sit underneath and listen to boredom and boring, it is a kind of torture.
However, the students are estimated to have been used to suffering this kind of torture.
Lao Zhang didn't copy the original text, and he didn't design any manuscripts to read. He started with a relatively rare case;
Not only the students sitting on the playground below widened their eyes and listened very carefully, but even the teachers and school leaders who were in charge of order management and companionship also listened with interest.
A few cases came down, first stated, then analyzed, and finally summarized, which ensured the fun and at the same time, let it have its beginning and end, and played a role in guiding everyone to reflect.
Boss Zhou has been standing next to the podium, and is really a bit surprised by Lao Zhang's performance.
Usually in the bookstore is a relatively honest and dull Lao Zhang, actually has such a side.
If you are not a police officer, you can go directly to various schools to be a "tutor" who fills chicken soup with blood.
The last case is about Lao Zhang himself, to be precise, this identity.
The undercover drug trafficking group, fighting with wisdom and courage, passed messages to the police. All kinds of lives were hanging on the line. The "party" of Lao Zhang personally told the story. The effect was actually more exciting than the police drama.
"So, children, don't think that poison p is so far away from you, in fact, it's really not far away!
According to the cases in recent years, the trend of young people being attacked by poison p is gradually increasing. It can be said that this demon-like hand is already approaching us constantly!
After you graduate, you go to middle school, college, or even say something bad, even if you drop out of school, this is nothing. Life is a long way, but if you dare to touch the poison p, Then your life will have nowhere to go!
Every year, many police officers who fight on the front line of drug control are injured and sacrificed. Their contribution is actually to protect you and hope to support you with a safe and clean sky. At the same time, we should be grateful. At the same time, we should cherish, not let down Waste their sacrifices and dedication! "
The lecture ended with a "salute" gesture,
Some of the pupils below followed the salute and clapped vigorously, all of them looked excited.
The headmaster of the school showed a jealous smile beside him, and the feedback from the students was much more enthusiastic than when he gave his opening speech every year.
The deputy principal next to the principal secretly glanced at the principal with disdainful eyes. At the beginning of your opening speech at the school opening ceremony of "Send the Autumn Breeze, Ginger Guixiang", which has been unchanged for many years, who is not greasy?
Ok,
Boss Zhou is not watching all the way.
There is a naughty child who likes to pick his nose while listening to the lecture.
The temperature has risen in the past few days, and the summer has come, the air has become dry, and the nose is also easy to dry. If you always pick your nose, it is really easy to bleed.
Boss Zhou stepped forward to help the little fat man with bleeding nose to stop bleeding. By the way, with the cooperation of Lao Zhang, the pupil and the teachers around him told about the correct measures for nose bleeding.
Some so-called solution habits, which are effective and which are wrong, have been explained.
After all, I brushed a little sense of presence, otherwise I really look like a bag assistant brought by Lao Zhang.
After everything is over,
Lao Zhang declined the invitation of the school leaders to stay for dinner,
Drive Zhou Ze back to the bookstore.
On the road, Lao Zhang would occasionally glance at the boss sitting in the co-pilot position.
He really couldn't figure out why the boss would suddenly come to school with himself. This is not the style of the boss at all.
In fact, Zhou Ze couldn't figure it out. What else did he do in addition to helping a little fat man stop his nosebleed in the afternoon?
At this point,
Zhou Ze couldn't help but also looked at Lao Zhang,
I just think that "politically correct" seems to be a bit out of order now,
Oh no,
Also not,
I seem to be wrong in the direction.
"Police, is there really nothing else now?"
"Ah, um, your boss, during the year you were asleep, let's stop talking about criminal cases in Tongcheng, even ordinary public security cases are much less."
"........." Zhou Ze.
Why does this sound strange?
I can tell,
Lao Zhang was really much more comfortable this year. Before, he didn’t have time to run any popular law classes in school. Now, he can even master the skills of speech.
Fortunately,
Lao Zhang can make people occasionally disappointed,
But one person,
Looking for things in thunder,
Never disappointed!
The phone rang, and Zhou Ze picked it up, which was a clever phone call.
Zhou Ze answered the phone,
The sound of a low voice came from the phone,
"Boss, something seems wrong with me here."
Zhou Ze heard the words and sat up straight.
There is something, and finally something!
From Zhou Ze's point of view, he really hopes that it is best to get things done in one day, and he has to continue to toss the days after saving.
The old phone gave him hope for quick action.
"where are you?"
"I'm here in the demolition area on Wenhua Street."
"What happened?"
Zhou Ze pressed Lao Zhang to instruct Lao Zhang to change course to Wenhua Street while continuing to ask Lao Tao.
"The door here opened, and then a few hundred dollars were left at the door."
"What do you mean?"
"This is to treat me like a fool, ha ha ha!!!"
Over the phone, the old man laughed happily.
It shows how strong and optimistic a person who is normal in adversity is.
"and then?"
"Then I will call your boss, I have a feeling that something is wrong in this room."
"Are you so sure?"
Zhou Ze is a little curious. According to past experience, the old man is often the most confusing one. When things start, he can't figure out his mind. When things are over, he is still dizzy.
"Well, boss, my crotch is hot."
Zhou Ze heard the words and nodded, which is right.
"You step back a little distance, try to find more places for people, and I will come right away."
"Okay, boss."
…………
The old lady reluctantly picked up the hundreds of dollars thrown at the door,
After seeing the money, the old man in a robe didn't go backwards, as if he had seen through his premeditated plan.
This makes the old lady very difficult to understand,
Actually, to be honest,
Lao Dao can be regarded as a model who has never eaten pork but has been sleeping with a pig.
Some experience and sixth sense are still very strong,
In addition, this time there is a reminder that the crotch is directly heated.
Beside the old lady, stood the old man, the old man's stomach was still drumming drum by drum, making the sound of a blower.
The old lady reached out and touched the old man's belly, comforting: "Don't worry, don't worry, I'll hook him in from here, it won't work. I'll find someone for you.
Who asked me to marry you blindly, I owe you this life! "
After listening to these words, the old man took the initiative to put his face on the shoulder of the old woman and rubbed it.
"Dead, during the day, don't do this."
The old lady gently pushed away the old man, and then took the initiative to walk out of the door.
Lao Tao has retreated to the fruit stand outside the demolition area, bought a bunch of bananas from the stand, and ate while watching the surroundings.
quickly,
He saw the old lady who had wanted to swallow the deposit come out.
The old lady was graceful at the feet, swaying her figure, and she was fifty years old, and it must have been a flower in the village.
Unfortunately,
At this age,
In this gesture,
It looks a bit...
The taste of Lao Dao is different from that of Attorney Ann, but no matter how different, Lao Dao likes a big girl, not like this big girl who is two or three years younger than herself.
The old lady couldn't help her, and immediately ran anxiously, eagerly saying:
"My old man has a heart attack. I beg you to do well. Help me take him to the hospital. It will be too late."
The old man took another bite of the banana, pretending not to hear it.
But this middle-aged stall owner suddenly stood up,
Tao: "That must be done quickly, have you hit 120 yet?"
With that said, the middle-aged stall owner planned to go to the old lady's house to carry the person out. It may be inconvenient to get an ambulance in the alley in the demolition area. He could only be let in to carry the person out.
Seeing that, immediately reached out and grabbed the stallholder's wrist, shaking his head:
"Don't touch things."
The middle-aged stall owner broke free from the old hand and scolded angrily:
"Human lives matter, where else can I care about this!"
The more middle-aged stall owners are like this~EbookFREE.me~ The more old-fashioned it is, the more he can't let him go like this, immediately:
"You are alone here. I will steal the fruit from your stall immediately after you go. You don't know who I am, and the police will not have the time to help you find the fruit."
"You're about to go chanting, such a person, why are you so cold-blooded, okay, I don't want these fruits, I will send you to the table!"
Endlessly reprimanded the old saying,
The middle-aged stall owner immediately took the old lady's hand and eagerly said:
"Which house is in your house?"
The old lady glanced at the old man with regret, but since she got another one back, it would be better to let her old man continue to go hungry, immediately pointed to the location of his house, and dragged the middle-aged stall owner to run directly towards his house. In the past.
The old man was so anxious that he scratched his head and scratched his head, but his family knew his own affairs, and he didn’t dare to rush into it foolishly. Otherwise, when the boss came, they became captives of others and made the boss hard to do. .
But looking at such anxious and righteous middle-aged stallholders, they walked into a potentially dangerous situation,
The old man is really upset,
He kicked towards a watermelon on the stall, with a bit of force, and crushed the habit directly.
The middle-aged stall owner, who had already ran half of the old lady’s hand, seemed to hear the voice,
Looking back,
Immediately angry,
Scolded:
"I'm fucking, your old, immortal thing, it's a real mess!"
Scold, scold,
This middle-aged stall owner is really a grumpy brother who is prone to temper,
He let go of the old lady's hand and rushed back without stopping.
"........." The old lady.
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