Why is it not easy for me?
I feel like I'm okay.
Nie Li didn't know that the second sister felt sorry for him, and thought that it would be even harder for him to be troubled by these things every day.
But, to be honest, it's not that difficult for Guan Er to do Nie Li's job.
He just needs to control the general direction.
Only matters such as the founding ceremony of the country will be carried out personally.
Nie Li simply didn't have to worry about other small things.
"Second sister, it's okay, don't worry. I'll make the decision myself. Long Qi is really not sure!"
The second sister nodded, stood up, and squeezed Nie Li's shoulders.
Since Nie Li said she wanted to make her own decision, she could put her energy elsewhere.
Nie Li is staying with the second sister, but things are not going well with Xiao Lu.
Xiao Lu has sorted out the loopholes in the city's defense in the past few days, and really found a lot of problems.
Fill it up immediately.
Later, he began to organize anti-espionage work. His anti-espionage work was very interesting.
Very thoughtful too.
Ordinary people would send out manpower to do work on the streets with great fanfare.
Closely monitor accounts.
However, Xiao Lu didn't do that.
It can also be said that the focus of work is not placed on this, but with the help of administrative departments.
A mobilization order was launched for all directors of sub-district offices in Beijing.
People on bicycles can be seen entering the Beijing City Defense Office one after another. These people are very distinctive, with short hair, both men and women.
But none of them are very young.
The youngest one seems to be in his thirties.
But one thing is consistent, everyone is carrying a leather briefcase.
"Hey? Lao Wang, are you here too?"
A middle-aged man with a crew cut said to a man who had just come in on a bicycle.
When Lao Wang heard someone calling him, he turned around and saw the little crew chief waving.
"Old Sun, haha, yes, I just received the news that Commander Lu has something to arrange! But we are just people from the street office, how can we still work with Commander Lu?"
Not only Lao Wang was puzzled, but Lao Sun also looked helpless, spreading his hands and saying, "Ask me, who should I ask? But it must be a big deal. Anyway, our street office is a grassroots unit. If the leader gives orders, just follow them!" "
Lao Wang nodded: "Yes."
"Hey? Old Sun, I heard that a lot of new residents have come to your street recently, and how rich they are? It's better to have your front door, where the Imperial City is!"
Qianmen Street is considered the second-class street in Beijing.
With the development of the capital, it is unknown how many immigrants choose to come to the capital to settle down, do business, or purchase properties.
Knowledgeable people have long realized that housing prices in Beijing will usher in a surge.
Even if it doesn't increase and you live on your own, you will definitely not lose money.
Therefore, the population of Beijing has been growing explosively in the past two years.
There are also many foreigners who have gone to China for political asylum, or some wealthy foreigners have come here to invest in companies, trying to get a share of China's rapid development and get on the express train.
The flow of people is much greater than before.
When Lao Sun heard Lao Wan's teasing, he smiled bitterly: "Don't make trouble, you don't know how worried I am. I received several reports in the past few days, all caused by these newcomers!"
Lao Wang asked curiously: "What's going on?"
Lao Sun said in a muffled voice: "The parents are petty and trivial! There are also a few families who reported the new residents because they made louder decoration noises. Anyway, it's quite troublesome!"
Lao Wang laughed loudly: "It's quite interesting, but on the streets, this is what we do!"
"Let me give you an idea. You can use the old people in the street appropriately. If you have anything to do, ask them to help you solve it. It can save a lot of time! Just give them a fancy name and give it to them during the holidays. Give me some small gifts or something!”
Lao Sun rolled his eyes: "You think I'm useless? If I were, if it weren't for the help of those old people, I wouldn't even have time for meetings! That's it, there will still be several lawsuits to file when I get back!"
Lao Wang patted Lao Sun on the shoulder, smiled and walked in side by side with Lao Sun.
"We are all the same! Big brother, don't talk about second brother! Let's go in and have a meeting!"
The sub-district office does this short-term job, isn’t it?
It is normal for people from the old and new capitals to have conflicts.
It is said that a funny thing happened in Dongcheng. A family selling breakfast was almost smashed.
Old Beijing people like to have a bite of tofu puffs and two fried dough sticks when they get up early in the morning.
It's delicious, a mouthful of tofu bread, a mouthful of golden fried dough sticks, tsk, that's authentic.
But there are people from all over the new capital.
From all corners of the country, all over the country.
Among them, many of them moved from the south. When they went to have breakfast, they found that the tofu bread was actually free?
Suddenly, he started making trouble with his boss!
I want something sweet! ΟиЪ.ōΓＧ
The boss is a native of Beijing. When he hears this, isn't he looking for trouble?
Whose tofu brain is sweet!
He said, "I have been making breakfast for half my life, but I have never heard that sweet tofu puffs can be eaten!"
"Don't look for trouble."
The guests are not doing it either. Can't I ask for more money?
"I won't! I want something sweet!"
This made the breakfast eaters around him frown, and they all spoke out to support the boss.
At the end of the conversation, the guest was so blushing that the two parties almost stopped having sex!
Later, I was persuaded by the people from the subdistrict office, because the director of the subdistrict office also had breakfast here.
Originally, the matter ended here, and it was nothing more than a matter of taste between the north and the south. But after the guest returned home, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became!
Yue originally thought that he would take a step back to open up the world, but he couldn't swallow this breath.
The decision was made on the spot.
I rented a shop opposite the breakfast stall.
I also want to open a breakfast stall, selling sweet tofu curd.
It’s all heresy!
Good guy, not only are the two breakfast stalls fighting over each other, but so are the guests.
People from the old capital naturally go there to eat salty food.
But there are also many people from the south in the capital. In the past, it was called being angry but not speaking out. Now, when someone comes forward, it is called cheering.
Even if it’s for the Five Zang Temple, I still have to support it!
They all support!
It is said that this matter has not been resolved until now.
When it was time to have breakfast, the two families were clearly divided.
The guests all spat towards the opposite side in perfect agreement.
Then he shouted: "Boss, give me a bowl of salty (sweet) tofu pudding!"
As proud as a swan.
However, this uncivilized behavior was stopped by the red-sleeved aunt, who spit everywhere and was fined 10 cents.
This is the latest sign to be erected in front of two breakfast stalls.
Every time it's time to have breakfast, there will be an ordinary aunt waiting by the side.
Just wait for those who are unrepentant and spit.
Then he put down the fried dough sticks in his hand, took out the red sleeve band from his pocket, and shouted loudly: "Fine!"
It is said that the director of the Dongcheng Street Office’s hair is almost turning gray!
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