Becoming a big boss in the courtyard starts with pork

After work in the afternoon.

Zhang Xing took the purchase list Lin Fang gave him and put it in the bag containing 1 yuan.

He planned to go out in the afternoon.

Anyway, in a job like purchasing, if you really sit in an office every day, that would be a fool's errand.

Zhang Xing arranged all the copywriting work for Lin Fang.

Zhang Xing carried the bag, and the first thing he did was to go to the department store.

Finally, Zhang Xing saw what he wanted from a distance.

I saw Zhang Xing striding to a counter, pointing to the brand-new bicycle next to the counter and asking the salesperson.

"Hello, comrade, I want to buy this bike."

An elderly salesperson heard the sound and came over. He looked Zhang Xing up and down before speaking slowly.

"Are there any tickets?"

"Have."

Zhang Xing took out the bicycle ticket given to him by Director Yang from his pocket and handed it to the salesperson.

The salesperson took the bicycle ticket in his hand and checked it several times.

After confirming the authenticity of the bicycle ticket, he looked up at Zhang Xing.

"One hundred and sixty in total. Check your work ID and register for invoicing."

Zhang Xing followed the salesperson's request, took out his work permit and handed over 160 yuan.

"Are you the deputy section chief of Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill?"

When the salesperson saw the content on Zhang Xing's work permit, he asked in disbelief.

Her voice was very sharp, which immediately attracted the attention of other salespersons and customers, who gathered around her.

"Any questions?"

Zhang Xing felt a little confused, but he had already been vaccinated against the service attitude of employees in state-owned units and was not angry.

"You are only 20 years old, and you are actually the deputy section chief of the Red Star Rolling Mill?"

The salesperson was still in disbelief and even thought Zhang Xing was a spy who forged documents.

"Isn't there a photo on the front of the ID? Just check it and it will be fine."

"If that still doesn't work, you can call our factory to confirm and see if I am available."

Zhang Xing thought to himself, do I just look so unlike a section chief?

"Okay, you wait, I'll make a call."

At this time, although the salesperson was surprised how the agent was so confident, he decided to call to confirm first.

Before leaving, she winked at several colleagues and asked them to take a good look at Zhang Xing.

Zhang Xing also saw the salesperson wink, shrugged helplessly, leaned on the counter next to him, and began to look at the products on the counter.

Several saleswomen were at the counter, and several male staff members had already come around, wary of Zhang Xing's escape.

"This young man looks pretty, he doesn't look like a bad guy."

The young salesman looked at Zhang Xing's handsome face and didn't believe that he was a spy.

"You are still young. You can't tell whether you are a good guy or a bad guy just by looking at your face."

Another older salesperson next to him was telling the little girl about his experience.

"Look at him, he's only 22-[-]. How can he become the section chief?"

"If you think about our manager, he was almost forty years old before he came up with this job."

"Oh, yes."

While several waitresses were talking quietly, there began to be a commotion in the crowd outside.

Zhang Xing curiously looked in the direction of the commotion and found that the crowd of onlookers dispersed to both sides.

From the dispersed crowd, several policemen actually walked over!

Zhang Xing immediately realized that the old woman had not called the steel rolling mill, but had gone to the police!

I'm so convinced! ! !

Zhang Xing felt that his patience was about to be exhausted.

"Comrade policeman, that's who he is."

The old salesperson just now emerged from nowhere and pointed out Zhang Xing to several police officers.

"What's the matter with you?"

A few police officers were quite capable, and they pushed Zhang Xing to the ground before they came up.

Otherwise, Zhang Xing might not be able to resist and make things worse.

"Comrade policeman, I am also wondering. I came to buy a bicycle, and I gave the ticket and money to that aunt."

"That aunt insisted on saying that my work permit is not mine."

"I asked the aunt to call our work unit to confirm whether there is me. Who knew that the aunt called you guys here?"

The old saleswoman at the counter was so angry that her nose almost crooked when she heard Zhang Xing keep saying "aunt". She looked older, but she was actually just over thirty.

"Who are you calling auntie? I think you are a spy!"

"Aunt, what you said is wrong. I am polite and respect the old and the young. I can't look at your little sister. Isn't this taking advantage of you?"

Zhang Xing saw her angry and deliberately added fuel to the fire.

"Don't be such a mouthful here!"

A young policeman couldn't help scolding Zhang Xing.

Zhang Xing turned to look at him without saying a word.

Just a simple look actually made the young policeman feel murderous intent.

The young policeman fearfully touched his hand to his waist, but was held down by the old policeman beside him.

"Have you ever been a soldier?"

He stared at Zhang Xing and asked.

"I did. I was injured some time ago and had to change my job."

Zhang Xing answered truthfully.

The old policeman nodded after getting the answer. He was also the police station where he was transferred from the army.

He saw a familiar feeling from Zhang Xing.

"Please let me see your work permit."

The old policeman's attitude was much better.

"It's at my little sister's place."

Zhang Xing raised his head slightly and motioned to the old policeman.

The old policeman didn't respond at first, but then he realized that Zhang Xing was talking about the old salesman.

"Ha ha ha ha--"

The onlookers around him also reacted and couldn't help laughing.

Even the young saleswomen behind the counter covered their mouths and snickered.

"you--"

The old saleswoman was very angry, but she couldn't get angry when the police asked her for her ID.

After getting the ID, the old policeman carefully compared Zhang Xing with the photo on the ID.

The photo was taken two days ago when I was applying for a work permit. It can be said that there is no problem at all.

"Comrade, please lend me your phone."

The old policeman followed the salesperson to the counter nearby to make a phone call.

Because this time he wasn't trying to secretly call the police like the old salesman.

So this time the old policeman beat him in front of everyone.

"Hello, hello, is this the Red Star Rolling Mill?"

"I'm from the Laojing Street Police Station. I want to inquire about someone from you."

……

After the old policeman told the information on Zhang Xing's work permit over the phone and described Zhang Xing's appearance and characteristics, he got confirmation from there.

After saying a few more words, the old policeman hung up the phone politely.

At this time, the crowd watching around him, whether it was the salesperson or the customers waiting to see the excitement, already understood that Zhang Xing was not a spy.

The old policeman walked up to Zhang Xing and handed him his work permit.

Although the old salesman standing at the counter knew that he had wrongly blamed Zhang Xing, he still spoke harshly.

"Even if the work permit is genuine, it doesn't prove that he is not a spy!"

"I think, police comrades, if you take him back and give him a good trial, he will definitely be found out!"

When the old policeman heard what she said, his face became very ugly.

He almost yelled.

"What basis do you have for saying he is a spy!"

"Do you know that he is a bandit-suppressing hero who has just been injured from the front line!"

"He braved the hail of bullets to protect the security of our country, and finally saved his life!"

"What qualifications do you have to say that he is a spy without any basis!"

"You are throwing dirty water on the bandit-suppressing hero!"

"I can arrest you immediately!"