Spring Breeze Twenty Years

Chapter 66 Rectification

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After a few words, the father and son walked down to the bottom of the building. Xiao Wang and the others had already climbed up and started working on it. Although it was just a matter of switching a switch on and off, they couldn't just do it like that. Even if there was no problem, they had to create some problems before fixing them. Otherwise, what kind of trouble would they cause? There are no fools these days.

Xiao Wang worked on it for a while, then shouted down, "Master Boss, you're forging iron! Luckily we found it early, otherwise it might have caught fire! Do you have any?" The guy down below squatted on the ground, rummaged through his pockets, and said, "Yes, I happen to have one. Is it the ￥@%￥ model?"

Xiao Wang took a look at the flashlight and shouted, "Yes, this is it, hand it to me."

The person below took something, used a long pole to carry it to Xiao Wang's side, Xiao Wang reached out and took it, and then fiddled with it for a good ten minutes, and then with a snap, the power came on, and the night market became brightly lit again.

After Xiao Wang came down the ladder, Lao Chen asked, "What happened?"

As Xiao Wang packed his things, he said, "The main assembly was damaged, so we replaced it with a new one. It's fine now. Luckily, we discovered it early."

Old Chen nodded and said, "The order form."

Xiao Wang took out a stack of forms from his work bag, flipped through them, found one page, and handed it to Lao Chen. Lao Chen took out a pen from his chest pocket, signed his name on the form, and said, "Okay, timely processing. Have your station manager submit the report tomorrow. You've all worked hard. Go back now."

A group of electricians packed up and left. Before leaving, Xiao Wang winked at Chen Hui. Things had gone well today, and the big boss was very happy. It seemed like something good was going to happen. Didn't you hear me say I had to report?

The power was back on, but Old Chen ignored Chen Hui and Director Qin standing to the side. The difference in their ranks was too great, so he couldn't say a word to him.

The three men returned to the intersection and stood by the car, smoking a cigarette. Before they finished their cigarette, a Santana pulled up behind the construction vehicle. A bald man got out, looked around, and walked towards Old Chen.

Old Chen stood still, only smiling slightly when the bald man approached. He shook hands with him and said, "The matter is settled. But, Old Xu, this market needs some regulation. It's one thing to bully outsiders, but today they almost took my son to the management office for a beating. I couldn't bear to do that myself, haha. Well, I'll head back now. You're busy."

Before Lao Xu could speak, Lao Chen finished speaking, his smile vanished, and he got into the car and left, swallowing back the words Lao Xu was about to say, which turned into a wisp of turbid air that rushed out from the lower rear.

Standing there watching Old Chen's taillights, Old Xu frowned. He was in charge of the commerce in this area of ​​Taiyuan Street. Although he was only a division-level official, he was still a person of some importance. This was the first time he had been treated so coldly, and he couldn't help but feel angry.

Turning his head, he scanned the crowd and spotted Director Qin, who was still standing there dumbfounded. Old Xu snorted and strode over to Director Qin.

"Look at yourself! Aren't you ashamed? I always tell you guys to manage and regulate, this is a national-level 'Three Excellent Street,' a street of good reputation! Look at it now, isn't it chaotic? A complete mess!" A scathing reprimand followed. Director Qin looked up, about to speak, when Old Xu waved his hand: "You don't need to say anything, I know everything. Tomorrow, this area will be cleaned up. Anyone who can't operate honestly, anyone who cheats out-of-town customers, get out of here. I'd rather close this night market and be criticized by my superiors than let this one rotten fish spoil the whole pot. If this little night market ruins the reputation of Taiyuan Street, Director Qin, will you take responsibility or will I? Can you afford to take that responsibility?"

Despite the cold weather, Director Qin was covered in sweat and could only stammer, unable to speak.

After scolding him for a while, Old Xu felt a bit better. He paused for a moment and said, "Alright, you're an old man now. You've really offended people this time. You can't stay here anymore. I'll give you a week to sort things out. After that, submit a report, and you can start preparing to go back to your office to retire."

Director Qin was taken aback and looked up, saying, "Director Xu, is it really necessary? The night market is, after all, a job market; it could disappear any day. Is it really necessary to make such a big deal out of it?"

Old Xu looked at Director Qin and said, "Old Qin, we've known each other for years, haven't we? Tell me, since you became director, how many troubles have you caused? Have I ever questioned you? What have you messed with this time? The deputy director of the power bureau, the provincial bureau, Director Qin, and I'm just a section chief, while he's a department head, a department head, understand? What else do you want? To cause a huge uproar? Forget it, you don't need to say anything more. Get things sorted out and go back to the department. I'm only doing this because we're both old hands, otherwise I would have fired you, believe me? You caused this mess and they shoved shit in my face, and I had to put on a smiling face and not dare to utter a sound. Do you understand?"

After cursing, Old Xu turned and left without looking back, getting into his car and speeding away. He left Director Qin standing alone in the cold wind of Taiyuan, his face full of sorrow. The wind blew his hair and clothes. He looked in the direction where Director Xu's taillights disappeared, and after a long while, he let out a long sigh, looking as if he had aged more than ten years in an instant, and slowly walked into the darkness in the distance.

Over here, as soon as his father left, Chen Hui immediately became beaming, patted Xiao Wei on the shoulder and asked, "Isn't my old man awesome? Aren't he awesome? Haha, let me tell you, this is the first time my father has given me so much face. He said his son can't stand being bullied, and if he wasn't worried about the impact, he would have suspended him for a month. I suddenly feel that my father is definitely my father, no doubt about it, haha."

Xiao Wei glanced at Xia Maosheng, who said, "He usually gets beaten up badly, so if we don't teach him a lesson today, he's a bit out of sorts. Let him gloat. Are we still going to buy clothes?"

Xiao Hong said, "I want to buy one too, Sister Jin wants to buy one. You guys, why did you have to get that stupid lighter? It took so long. It scared me to death just now."

Luo Qinghe said from the side, "This is my fault. I didn't know it could be like this. This place is really bullying us."

Xiao Wei said, "Forget it, let's go shopping, let's just let it go."

Wang Zhilong said, "In Fengtian, it's no problem. If they're really cracking down, I can handle it with just one phone call."

Qi Guangjun glanced at him and asked, "Will it work?"

Wang Zhilong glanced at Qi Guangjun with disdain, and was about to speak when Qi Guangjun turned his head to talk to Li Guangzhao, ignoring him.

After nearly an hour of darkness, the market now feels exceptionally bright. However, there are far fewer shoppers than when we first arrived; after all, nobody can buy clothes in the dark.

The fewer people made it convenient for Xiaowei and his group. They looked at each shop along the street and even felt that the service attitude had improved a lot.

The night market wasn't very big at the moment, only a few hundred meters long extending north along Taiyuan Street. However, it sold a wide variety of goods, from clothing and shoes to daily necessities, toys, books, and cassette tapes. It mainly sold goods from Wu'ai South Pagoda, Daximen, and Xiaoximen. After all, not everyone has the time to get up early and go to Wu'ai South Pagoda, so business here was quite good.

A group of people started strolling around the street while talking.