Charlie Chen's Rover slowly stopped, and the three taxis behind him, one red, two green, and then also stopped.

The red ones are urban taxis, called red, red boat or red rooster in Xiangjiang, and the price is the most expensive, and they sit inside.

Green taxis, also known as green or grasshoppers, are cheaper and only operate in the New Territories.

There is also a type of taxi in Hong Kong, which is specially operated on Lantau Island, and the number of blue paints is relatively small.

Seeing the head car stop, the members of the group also looked out from the car, and the glory ...... It's the printing house that owes money and doesn't pay it.

"That's it, glory, it should be!" Ah Hua looked at it and paid for the fare, sixteen yuan and eight.

Lu Datong stared at the meter all the way, looking at the data that kept jumping on it, and it felt fresh and heartbeat, and the taxis in Rongcheng didn't have this thing.

"It's so expensive!"

Lu Datong muttered while taking a pen and writing down the fare in his notebook, he is from the Transportation Bureau, and he has to write a report when he goes back.

Niu Daqing looked at his notebook: "Old road, go back and copy it for me." ”

"What are you doing with the Industrial Bureau's copying this? Even if it's procurement, it's the Planning Commission's business!" Lu Datong asked casually.

"Why don't you remember, we still have to build cars ourselves, at least we know what to build. Niu Daqing disagreed.

"Will you arrange to go to Lantau Island?" Lu Datong asked Ah Hua in a low voice, who was waiting to find money.

"Uh... Possibly. ”

Ah Hua looked at the two of them and felt that it was not funny at all, and when he came out of the hotel and waited for the bus, Lu Datong kept asking about Xiangjiang Traffic.

When I got in the car, I chatted with the driver, but the driver could speak Chinese.

It's okay now, I don't know how many ugly things in Xiangjiang are recorded in that small book, the butcher on a rainy night two years ago, the taxi driver strike last year, the money is not good, the road is not good, and the protection fee has to be paid......

Ah Hua said in a low voice: "Director Lu, don't remember that murderer, right?"

"Well, don't remember this, this is a safety issue that needs to be paid more attention to!" Lu Datong said angrily.

"The strike is over......"

"The past does not forget the teacher of the future, Comrade Ahua, we have to learn advanced technology not only when we come to Xiangjiang, but also have to learn a painful lesson!" Niu Daqing explained to Lu Datong very forcefully.

......

"What about people?" Charlie Chen looked out of the car, there were still quite a lot of people, and the door was still closed, almost the same as before, but Li Jianguo and Li Yiming could not be seen in the crowd.

"Is this?What about Lao Li?What about Xiao Li?" Lan Xiaolong in the back seat asked.

"Probably in there. Charlie Chen turned off the flame and pulled the handbrake and muttered, "You guys go first!"

Xiao Li, who was sitting in the passenger seat, pushed the door and got out of the car.

Lan Xiaolong also got out of the car, looked at the opposite side curiously, and beckoned to the car behind him: "Everyone, come down!"

"Hurry down, hurry down!"

Seeing Lan Xiaolong and Xiao Li getting out of the car in front, Lan Xiaolong also urged, and the members of the delegation hurriedly pushed the door and got out of the car.

The first thing to do when you get off the bus, assemble.

The men of the entire delegation were wearing shirts, short leather sandals, and bags in their hands, which were very neat and magnificent.

Four cars stopped across the road at the entrance of the Rongguang Printing Factory, and more than a dozen people came down, dressed like this, with such serious expressions......

"...... from the Mainland"

The Xiangjiang crowd watching in front of the gate began to discuss in a whisper, of course, guessing the identities of these people.

"Cadres!" someone said firmly, yes, the people of Xiangjiang know that there are two kinds of cousins in the mainland, one is called cadres and the other is called the masses, and the faces of cadres are not the same as those of the masses.

"Why are there so many cadres from the mainland?"

"The two in front of you are too, right?"

"It should be together. ”

Unable to hear what was being said on the other side of the road, the members of the delegation stood on the sidewalk and turned their heads around:

"This is the printing house?"

"Is this their industrial area?"

"They call it an industrial village. ”

"An industrial village?"

"The name of the road in Xiangjiang is really strange, the one in front is called Dafa Street, and this one is called Dasheng Street......"

"Everyone, pay attention!" Lan Xiaolong glanced over, the deputy heads of the regiment quieted down, and the small meeting was held again before departure, emphasizing the discipline of the inspection.

Here in Xiangjiang, the delegation mainly had to communicate with the locals through the people of Charlie Chen's company, and the order was Charlie Chen, Chen Jenny, Azhong, Ahua, and Ah Xiang.

Now everyone is waiting for Charlie Chen to call the door.

Charlie Chen stood on the side of the car and hesitated a little, and along the way, he always had an inexplicable feeling of uneasiness in his heart, and it was getting stronger and stronger.

From Hangzhou to Xiangjiang, I invited people to Xiangjiang with an impulse, but when I arrived in Xiangjiang, I found that I might be so stupid and naïve.

When I first arrived, I was going to engage in some kind of sideways business with those words, so that I might have to move the company and change the phone tomorrow......

Now it's involved in this labor dispute, and there's gambling behind it...... Charlie Chen really wants to hide and cry for a while!

The fishy sea breeze blows, and the body and mind are so cold!

"What's wrong with Daddy?" Chen Jenni walked over and asked.

Charlie Chen woke up and sighed: "I don't know, I'll ask!"

Charlie Chen closed the car door and locked it with a depressed face, walked to the door, pulled a familiar old man, and asked, "Uncle, what's going on here?"

"Aren't you the one you were with just now?" A middle-aged man on the side looked at Charlie Chen and asked directly.

"Hmm!" Charlie Chen nodded.

"Didn't the big boss come with you?"

"Big boss?" Charlie Chen couldn't speak with his mouth open, and the three words big boss poured into his ears, and he immediately looked like a teenager.

"I came with you, I brought a lot of gold, and at first the bad guy wouldn't let me in, but the big boss grabbed a handful of gold from his pocket and smashed it in the face of the dead bad guy,......" The middle-aged man said with a smile.

Miscellaneous... What's the situation?!

Charlie Chen looked shocked, he didn't know what kind of scene it was, Yiming still had gold in his pocket, and he grabbed a handful and smashed the police?

"Attacked the police?" Charlie Chen asked in a trembling voice, and immediately thought of the fact that in Hangzhou, in that classroom, Li Yiming smashed a small chalk tip on the camera lens of the British reporter and exploded into a cloud of dust.

If the chalk head is replaced with gold, one is replaced by a handful, and the lens is replaced with a human face, it will be dead!

Charlie Chen immediately had the urge to turn around and run.

Seeing Charlie Chen's frightened appearance, the old man waved his hand and pushed the man on the side: "Don't talk nonsense, it's just a piece, throw it to that bad guy, let him open the door,...... It's not an attack on the police, it's a bad guy who wants to charge for opening the door!"

It's not like attacking the police, it's good!

Charlie Chen breathed a sigh of relief, and subconsciously slapped his chest twice.