Siheyuan: My name is Cao Xing, and I have a strong background

"By the way, Uncle Wang, do you know a man in Sijiu City who calls himself the Eighth Master?"

Cao Xing thought that since he had a conflict with Lei Zifeng, it would be better to clarify some things.

Knowing yourself and the enemy is the only way to survive a hundred battles.

"Eighth Master? I haven't heard of him. What's his position? Probably not a high-ranking one."

Seeing that Wang Jianjun didn't know, Cao Xing told him about what happened between him and Lei Zifeng.

As a result, Wang Jianjun slammed the table after hearing this.

"It's really lawless. They gathered dozens of people in broad daylight. What do they want to do?"

Then he picked up the phone on the table and dialed.

"Hello, I'm Wang Jianjun. Zheng Lingxian, how can you be the director of Chaoyang Branch? Someone gathered dozens of people in your jurisdiction in broad daylight, but you, the director, did nothing about it!"

"Don't bother explaining to me. What? You don't know? I'll give you half a day to find out what happened between Lei Zifeng and Mr. Ba. I want to see the report before I get off work tonight."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

Seeing this, Cao Xing quickly said, "Uncle Wang, I just want to ask about their background. I can handle this kind of thing myself."

Wang Jianjun, however, didn't care. He would never tolerate any incident that threatened Cao Xing's safety and would investigate it thoroughly.

"This matter has nothing to do with you. I didn't expect there are still such bullies in the capital. Not punishing them is not enough to appease the public anger. Just don't worry about it."

Cao Xing thought to himself, if I wasn’t the one being blocked, I’m afraid you wouldn’t even ask about such a small matter!

Although the Public Security Bureau Chief is only a department-level official, this is the Public Security Bureau in the capital.

Wang Jianjun holds a position in the Ministry of Public Security, but he only works in the Public Security Bureau.

A person like him naturally doesn't care about those people in the underworld.

Never even heard of it.

"Okay, okay, just tell me their backgrounds, and don't worry about the rest. I, your nephew, am very capable, and it's no problem for me to deal with these gangsters."

Wang Jianjun snorted, "I know you are capable."

After thinking for a while, he said, "No, I'll get you a gun for self-defense after you finish your meal at the police station. It's normal for these gangsters to pull out weapons when they're cornered."

Cao Xing smiled bitterly and said, "Please, Uncle Wang, I am not a soldier and I don't have a position in the army. If I carry a gun, won't that make you make a mistake?"

Wang Jianjun said coldly: "That's bullshit. It's just a gun without a name. As long as you don't take it out and show it off, who the hell will know?"

Cao Xing couldn't persuade him and had to agree.

The two chatted for a few more words, and it was time for lunch, so Wang Jianjun took him to the cafeteria in the bureau.

Because of his supplies, it is no exaggeration to say that the food in the Public Security Bureau is the most abundant among the public institutions in Beijing.

There are chicken, duck, fish and meat, but the quantity is not large.

"Uncle Wang, please don't let Uncle Zhou know that I sent you extra supplies. I really can't supply both families."

Wang Jianjun's face immediately turned embarrassed.

"Come on, Xiaoxing, you can't drink alcohol at noon, let's drink water."

As he said this, he put a piece of braised pork into his bowl.

Cao Xing was a very thoughtful person. He saw that something was wrong with Wang Jianjun and gave a bitter smile.

"You wouldn't have sold me out long ago!"

Wang Jianjun's embarrassment became more intense. He laughed awkwardly and said, "It's really not Uncle Wang who is betraying you. Although the city is big, there are only a few department-level units. Everyone knows who knows each other. The last time you sent supplies, your Uncle Zhou found out the next day."

Seeing that Cao Xing was about to cry, he quickly said, "Don't worry. I promise that except for your uncle Zhou and your uncle Zheng, no other department will know where I transferred the supplies from."

Cao Xing immediately stood up and shouted, "Hey, you, don't unload all the supplies I brought. I want to take away half of them."

Most of the people in the cafeteria now know Cao Xing, and they are sincerely grateful to Cao Xing for his ability to deliver these supplies to them.

However, when they heard that half of the supplies would be taken away, everyone looked nervous.

Wang Jianjun gave a look to one of his subordinates.

The subordinate was also smart and immediately said, "Little comrade, we have already put your truckload of stuff into the warehouse. It is estimated that it has been slaughtered now. The receipts and money for the property have been prepared. How about you talk to me next time?"

Cao Xing sat down helplessly. It was not that he could not afford to support several units, but mainly because he really did not want to make it public. Even the steel mill where he worked only sold one pig every half a month to keep his job stable.

"Uncle Wang, to be honest, it's not that I don't want to provide you with supplies, it's mainly because it will attract too much attention, and I really don't want to be in the spotlight."

Wang Jianjun laughed and said, "I knew you still had some goods, and you hid them with your uncle Wang. I really don't know what you are afraid of. With more than a dozen of us uncles backing you up, who would dare to cause trouble for you?"

This was said with full confidence, but Cao Xing was pessimistic.

Nothing is impossible during high winds.

He didn't want his uncles to be in trouble, so he spoke in a low voice.

"Uncle Wang, you also know that my master can predict the future. The distribution map is flawless and that is proof of that. Do you believe me or not?"

Wang Jianjun noticed that his expression turned serious and he listened attentively.

Although he is an atheist, he has heard about the distribution map from Wang Xingguo. So far, more than ten exploratory pits have been dug and there is really no mistake. There are some things he cannot help but believe.

"You say it and I listen."

"Uncle Wang, there will be a hurricane in the future..."

Cao Xing briefly explained it in a few words.

Wang Jianjun was shocked and asked, "Really?"

"It may take a few years, so you should keep a low profile during this period. Otherwise, why would your nephew, a college graduate with a technical background, become a clerk and wait for death?"

Wang Jianjun thought about it again and again, and finally asked in a low voice: "Do you know where the source is?"

Cao Xing said quickly: "Don't ask me about this. I don't know either. Anyway, there is still a long time, so don't worry too much."

"You kid, you don't say anything at the critical moment, it's really boring."

Cao Xing secretly felt that he was wronged. It was not that he didn't know, but he was just afraid of the river crab god.

In fact, he already had a plan in mind.

As the saying goes, every policy has a countermeasure from the bottom. He cannot change the ideas of the people at the top, but he still has the ability to control those in the middle.

So he wasn't terribly worried.

"Uncle Wang, where should I go later?"

Wang Jianjun pouted towards the door.

Ma Dajun strode in and sat down next to Cao Xing.

"Director."

"Go to the old place later and get Xiaoxing a self-defense weapon. Make sure it's not found."

"Don't worry, it will be done properly."

Cao Xing looked at the two men who knew the law but broke it, and it was obvious that this was not the first time they had done this, so he smiled bitterly.