Chapter 1007

In the afternoon, Zhou Ze really accompanied Lao Zhang to primary school.

Since he has promised Feng Si to cooperate with his operation in the near future and do some "good things", boss Zhou will not break his promise naturally.

On the school playground, the pupils all take their own chairs and sit in a neat line on the playground.

Lao Zhang sat on the rostrum and gave a lecture on PUFA with the microphone.

In fact, Lao Zhang is also the honorary principal of this primary school. Of course, he doesn't charge money. He can give a lecture or two every semester. If he is not free, he can also send other police officers.

The sun in the afternoon is a little big. Although it won't cause heatstroke, it's a kind of torture if you let people sit down and listen to the boring things.

However, students are expected to be used to this kind of torture for a long time.

Lao Zhang didn't follow the book or design a manuscript to read. He started with a relatively rare case;

not only did the students sitting on the playground below stare up and listen carefully, but also the teachers and school leaders who manage the order and accompany beside them listened with interest.

Several cases come down, first statement, then analysis, and finally summary, to ensure the fun, but also let it have a beginning and an end, to guide everyone to reflect on the effect.

Boss Zhou has been standing beside the podium. He was surprised by Lao Zhang's performance.

Usually, Lao Zhang, who is honest and dull in the study, has such a side.

If this is not a police officer, you can go to various schools to string acupoints directly, and become the kind of "tutor" to pour chicken soup and beat chicken blood.

The last case is Lao Zhang himself, or rather, the identity of himself.

The undercover drug trafficking group, fighting wisdom and bravery, delivers news to the police, and all kinds of lives are hanging in the line. Lao Zhang, the "client", tells the story himself, and the effect is even better than the police bandit TV series.

"So, children, don't think that poison P is far away from you. In fact, it's not far!

According to the cases in recent years, the trend of teenagers being harmed by poison P is gradually increasing. It can be said that the devil like hand has been approaching us constantly!

After you graduate, you go to middle school, you go to college, or even say something bad. Even if you drop out of school, it's nothing. The road of life is very long, but if you dare to touch poison P, your life will be completely dead!

Every year, there are many police officers who are fighting in the anti drug line are injured and sacrificed. Their efforts are actually to protect you and hope to support a safe and clean sky for you. We should be grateful. At the same time, we should cherish and not let their victims and dedication go down and waste! "

The lecture ended with a "salute" gesture. Some of the pupils below followed the salute and some applauded hard. All the faces were very excited.

The headmaster of the school showed a jealous smile nearby. The feedback from the students was much more enthusiastic than when he made his opening speech every year.

The vice principal next to the principal glanced at the principal with disdainful eyes. Who is not tired of being crooked at the beginning of your unchanging opening ceremony speech of "cool in the autumn wind and fragrant in the golden osmanthus"?

Well,

boss Zhou is not on the sidelines all the time.

There is a naughty kid who likes picking his nose while listening to lectures.

In recent days, with the temperature rising and the coming of summer, the air has become dry and the nose is easy to dry. If you always pick your nose, it's really easy to bleed.

Boss Zhou came forward to help the fat boy with nosebleeds stop bleeding. With Lao Zhang's cooperation, the primary school student and the teachers around him told us the correct measures to deal with nosebleeds.

Some so-called solving habits, which are effective and which are wrong, are explained.

At last, I brush a little sense of existence, otherwise I really feel like a bag assistant brought by Lao Zhang.

After that,

Lao Zhang declined the invitation of school leaders to stay for dinner,

drove Zhou Ze back to the bookstore.

On the way, Lao Zhang would occasionally take a look at the boss sitting in the copilot's position.

He really couldn't figure out why the boss would suddenly follow him to school, which is not the style of the boss at all.

In fact, Zhou Ze couldn't figure out what he did in the afternoon besides helping a little fat man stop his nose blood?

At this point,

Zhou Ze can't help but look at Lao Zhang. He only thinks that "political correctness" seems to be a bit out of order now,

oh no,

neither,

he seems to be in the wrong direction.

"Police, there's really nothing else to do now?"

"Ah, well, boss, in your sleepy year, let's not talk about criminal cases all over the city, even ordinary public security cases are much less."

“…………” Zhou Ze.

How does that sound strange?It can be seen that Lao Zhang has been much more comfortable this year. He didn't have the time to take any common law classes in school before. Now, he can even master the speech skills.

Fortunately,

Lao Zhang can let people down once in a while,

but there is a person,

who is looking for something to do with thunder, who has never let people down!

When the phone rang, Zhou Ze picked it up. It was the old way's phone.

Zhou Ze answered the phone,

the old man lowered his voice from the other end of the phone,

"boss, there seems to be something wrong with me here."

Hearing this, Zhou Ze sat up straight.

There's something, finally there's something!

From Zhou Ze's point of view, he really hopes that he can do a good job in one day, and the days after saving will continue to struggle.

Lao Dao's phone gave him hope of a quick decision.

"Where are you?"

"I'm here in the demolition area on cultural street."

"What happened?"

Zhou Ze continues to ask Lao Dao as he signs Lao Zhang to change his route to Wenhua street.

"The door here opened, and then hundreds of dollars were left at the door."

"What do you mean?"

"This is to take me as a fool, ha ha ha!"

At the other end of the phone, Lao Dao laughed happily.

It shows how strong and optimistic a normal person is in adversity.

"And then?"

"Then I'll call your boss. I have a feeling that something happened in this room."

"So sure?"

Zhou Ze is curious. According to past experience, Lao Dao is often the most muddleheaded one. At the beginning of things, he couldn't figure out how to deal with them. When things were over, he was still dizzy.

"Well, boss, my crotch is so hot."

Zhou Ze hears the words and nods. That's right.

"Step back a little bit and try to find a little more space. I'll be right here."

"All right, boss."

…………

The old woman was very helpless to pick up the hundreds of dollars left at the door again.

when the old man in the Taoist robe saw the money, he didn't go in and went back, as if he had seen through his premeditation.

It's hard for the old woman to understand.

in fact, to be honest,

Lao Dao is also a typical example of never eating pork but sleeping with the pig all the time.

some experiences and the sixth sense are still strong,

plus this time there is a reminder of the direct fever in the crotch.

Beside the old woman, standing the old man, the old man's stomach is still beating, making the sound of the blower.

The old woman reached out and touched the old man's stomach, comforted him and said, "don't worry, don't worry. I'll lure him in right now. I can't do it. I'll find someone else for you.

Who told me to marry you when I was blind? I owe you all my life! "

After listening to these words, the old man took the initiative to rub his face to the old woman's shoulder.

"Dead man, in the daytime, don't do that."

The old woman gently pushed the old man open, and then took the initiative to walk out of the door.

Lao Dao has retreated to the fruit stand outside the demolition area. He bought a bunch of bananas from the stand and watched the surrounding situation while eating.

Soon,

he saw the old woman who wanted to take the deposit come out.

The old woman's feet are graceful and swaying. She is 50 years old and must be a flower in the village.

Unfortunately,

in this age,

in this posture,

seems a little

Lao Dao's taste is different from lawyer an's, but no matter how different, the elder sister Lao Dao likes is not the elder sister who is two or three years younger than himself.

When the old woman could not see the seduction, she immediately ran over anxiously and said:

"my old man has a heart attack. Please do me a favor and help me take him to the hospital. It's too late."

Lao Dao took another bite of banana and pretended not to hear.

But the middle-aged stall owner suddenly stood up and said, "I have to hurry up. Have you hit 120 yet?"

Said, the middle-aged stall owner will go to the old woman's house to carry people out. It may not be convenient to get an ambulance in the lane of the demolition area, so he can only go in first to carry people out.

When the old man saw this, he immediately reached for the stall owner's wrist, shook his head and said:

"don't touch anything."

The middle-aged stall owner broke away from the old man's hand, and scolded angrily:

"life is the key to life, how can we care about this!"The more the middle-aged stall owner is like this, the more the Taoist priest can't let him go like this. He said immediately:

"you are alone here. I will steal all the fruits from your stall immediately after you go. You don't know who I am, and the police won't have the time to help you find the fruits."

"If you want to go, why are you so cold-blooded? OK, I don't want these fruits. Send them to the table!"

After scolding Lao Dao badly,

the middle-aged stall owner immediately took the old woman's hand and said eagerly:

"which house do you live in?"

The old woman took a look at the old way with some regret, but since she had hooked up with another one, it was better than letting her old man go hungry. Now she immediately pointed to the location of her house and took the middle-aged stall owner and ran directly to her house.

Lao Dao was so worried that he had to scratch his head and ears in the same place. However, his family knew his own business, and he didn't dare to follow him foolishly. Otherwise, when the boss came, he would become a prisoner of others, which would make it difficult for them to do.

But looking at such a righteous middle-aged stall owner walking into a possible dangerous situation,

Lao Dao was really upset and upset. He kicked a watermelon on the stall with one foot, which was a little strong and directly crushed the habit.

The middle-aged stall owner who has been holding the old woman's hand for half of the time seems to have heard the voice,

looking back,

is furious at once,

scolds:

"I shit, you old thing, really lift my stall!"

Scolding and scolding,

this middle-aged stall owner is really a grumpy elder brother who is easy to lose his temper.

he just let go of the old woman's hand and rushed back.

“…………” old woman.