Lu Chuan followed Lu Jianguo throughout the grand ancestor worship ceremony. The entire Qiangsheng Group has a day off.
Decades ago, most of the men of the Lu family went to the battlefield without hesitation, but only a few returned in the end.
How tragic! What an honor! Today, among the descendants of the Lu family, there is another first-class meritorious service winner in peacetime.
Lu Jianguo burst into tears: "The ancestors protect you!"
"The Lu family! Someone will follow!" The tall plaque of the first-class meritorious family hangs under the Lu family's ancestral hall. Lu Chuan is the Lu Chuan of the Lu family.
The Lu family is the Lu family of Qiangsheng Group! Everyone celebrates! As the Spring Festival approaches, Lu Chuan's life and work are back on track.
"Morning!" The winter in the twelfth lunar month is the longest. When Lu Chuan went to work, the sky was not completely bright yet.
In Forensic Doctor Shen's community, Shen Yan is wearing a light blue down jacket, and her ponytail is rolled up high, showing her youthful charm.
A faint smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were clear. Lu Chuan opened the car door for Shen Yan: "Good morning, beautiful Shen!" The two had formed a tacit understanding. At exactly eight o'clock every morning, Lu Chuan waited downstairs in Shen Yan's unit.
Watching the off-road vehicle illuminated by the street lights slowly leave the community and disappear around the corner, Mother Shen on the eleventh floor smiled with satisfaction.
"Look at it every day, what can you see?" She rolled her eyes at Father Shen, and Mother Shen chuckled: "Can't you take a look at the first-class meritorious officials of our bureau?"
"Hmph!" Father Shen snorted coldly: "What's so great about first-class merit?" Wei Wei pointed to the study with some pride: "Don't I have it?"
"You have... risked your life at the age of forty!"
"How old is he?"... The office is currently being visited. The branches and leaves of the anthurium are green and swaying in the warm winter sun, just like the swaying waist of a willow.
Lu Chuan carefully played with the tender red heart of the anthurium, gently stirring the bean-like stamens that had just grown.
Humming the kindergarten song I just learned: "Dig, dig, dig, plant in the little garden..."
"Hey, where did this song come from?" Liu Guodong always arrived ten minutes early. When there is no case, the daily morning meeting of the criminal investigation detachment is the biggest event.
As one of the middle-level members of the detachment, Liu Guodong's participation in the morning meeting is the biggest difference between his leadership and other criminal police officers.
"Good morning, Master!" Lu carefully put down the flower pot: "The tea is ready, you can try the top-quality Dahongpao I got from my dad!" Top-quality Dahongpao?
Liu Guodong, who had just put on his police uniform and was about to attend the morning meeting, turned around quickly: "Dahongpao?"
"Well, I heard it's tea leaves from the mother tree. There aren't many. My dad got them from my grandfather." There are differences between people.
Some people like Fireworks Lane and Willows, while others like Spring and Snow. Some people like cigarettes and wine, while others like tea and coffee.
Liu Guodong is not fond of drinking, but he only likes tea and smoking. For this kind of tea that I have only heard about in rumors, my ears are attentive.
For this sip of tea, it wouldn't hurt to let Lu Chuan attend the morning meeting.
"Tell Captain Qin that I'm sick, and you can attend the meeting for me!"
"Okay!" Lu Chuan had done this kind of thing not once or twice. It's a morning meeting, it's nothing important anyway.
As the saying goes, hold a general meeting if there is nothing to do, hold a small meeting if it is a trivial matter, and do not hold a meeting if it is a big matter. Just listen to this kind of morning meeting that demonstrates the majesty of leadership.
At the venue, it was Qin Yong who performed solo as expected.
"As the Spring Festival is approaching, we must pay attention to the prevention of major cases and resolutely be the ballast stone to protect the safety and stability of Haizhou City, the anchor of long-term peace and stability, and the booster of economic development..."
"We must put words first, put words first, and put words first..." Lu Chuan sat at the end of the long conference table, his eyes bright, and he listened with great interest.
To be honest, Liu Guodong is really good to Lu Chuan. Not only did he greatly help Lu Chuan's growth in on-site exploration, but he also imparted his many years of experience to him in his career growth.
For example, during a meeting, is it enough to just listen carefully? Low level! Listening carefully is the biggest failure.
It doesn’t matter what you listen to. What matters is that you have eye contact and emotional resonance with the leader. The key is, no matter what the leader says, first look at the leader with doubts.
The brows should be slightly furrowed and the neck should be slightly angled. Later, as the leader's speech deepened, his brows gradually unknotted and the doubts in his eyes gradually disappeared.
Likewise, no matter what the leader said, he would nod his head and act like he was suddenly enlightened. At the same time, open your notebook and start swiping.
No matter what you are stroking, just start stroking and it will be right. At the beginning, Lu Chuan was not sure about this.
But as the number of meetings he held for Liu Guodong increased, Lu Chuan became more and more proficient in this skill.
The result is that now Qin Yong looks at Lu Chuan whenever he speaks. The more he talks, the more energetic he gets. Those little parallel lines and those little slogans were so loud that they made the earth tremble.
Therefore, Lu Chuan's current expression was not all staged. He really thought what Captain Qin Yong said was good.
Ballast stone, fixing star, booster! Listen, what a vivid image. Lu Chuan suddenly felt a sense of pride filling his chest, his blood surged, and his heart felt hot.
I wish I could go to the battlefield right now, defend my home and country, and carry a gun to fight. The current survey office. Lu Chuan spoke vividly about Captain Qin Yong's speech.
Liu Guodong didn't even raise his eyelids: "Old Qin is really powerful. At the city bureau meeting yesterday afternoon, he memorized the director's manuscript?" Lu Chuan's enthusiastic description stopped abruptly.
This is a bit disappointing. Today is the twenty-third of the twelfth lunar month. There are still seven days to celebrate the New Year, and the Spring Festival atmosphere in the detachment has begun to get stronger.
The streets and alleys of Haizhou City have also begun to be decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, and the atmosphere of the New Year is getting more and more full.
"Sugar-coated haws!"
"Fried Cake!"
"Popcorn!"
"Crisp Pears! Sweet, big Southern Crisp Pears!"
"Cooked cakes! Warm and glutinous northern cooked cakes!" The most famous folk street in Haizhou City is lined with hundreds of shops, large and small, and the sounds of selling are scattered one after another.
At the entrance of most small shops, some are gorgeous ladies in folk costumes, and some are handsome waiters from ancient shops, constantly attracting tourists and diners passing by.
Wang Shuai's gunshot wound has almost healed, and he has been buying new year's goods in the past two days. Walking in the noisy and lively folk street, listening to the familiar yet unfamiliar cries, and looking at the various public relations people on the roadside constantly attracting customers, Wang Shuai felt like he was reincarnated.
It’s great to be alive! Tongguan Master Roujiamo, more than a dozen diners were eating the meat soup. When Wang Shuai came in, only two seats were empty.
"Boss, let's have a signature dish! A bowl of beef soup!" Master Tongguan's signature roujiamo is 30% fat and 70% thin.
A portion of Roujiamo costs seven yuan. Soon, a portion of Roujiamo and beef soup were brought to Wang Shuai.
Click! Take one sip and your mouth will be filled with fragrance. Wang Shuai is good at this, and he often visits this store.
Familiar taste, familiar feeling. Creak! There was a slight sore sound in his mouth, but Wang Shuai didn't take it seriously.
The reason why this Roujiamo restaurant is doing well is because they use real ingredients. Pure meat will inevitably have tendons or brittle bones, and it is normal for it to be hard to bite.
Creak! Bite it again, the taste is... wrong!
