After the phone rang a few times, it was prompted that it was on the call, and someone hung up.

Zhou Qing guessed that Tang Qianya was probably unwilling to pay attention to herself.

So bored and didn't have the cheekiness to contact again, but edited a text message and sincerely apologized.

If it's wrong, it's wrong, she doesn't forgive herself, he has to say something.

Of course, she didn't answer the phone, and it was naturally impossible to reply to the text message.

Seeing that he had entered the urban area, Zhou Qing restrained his mind.

He had heard about the task of cooperating with the police, and it was said that some big man from the district was going to come to inspect and speak at a meeting, and he needed to assist with security.

Parking at the police station, Zhou Qing asked the recruits to wait, and went in alone to find the director Liu Zhiming.

A man in his thirties, slightly chubby, with oily flesh on his face. The eyes are small and the lips are purple.

He is not a pleasing person in appearance, and his face is not good.

Liu Zhiming was busy arranging affairs, and today a very important person was going to visit the trade city in the district, and he had almost all the police forces drawn back, but it was still not enough. happened to know Pi Wenbin from 274, so I borrowed a group of people from him.

It's just a formality, and he can't rest assured that a group of soldiers who don't know the specific ability will be too burdened.

The eyes fell on Zhou Qing's epaulettes, which were quite obvious signs, and he didn't even have a specific job title. He subconsciously sneered a little in his tone, and said after introducing himself: "Comrade Xiao Zhou, take your people to Rongxing Street first, there are police officers ...... there"

Zhou Qing didn't care what his attitude was, as far as the military region was concerned, epaulettes meant identity, and he was a private, not the first time he was despised by others.

returned to the car, told the driver a few words, and a carload of people rushed to Rongxing Street.

When he was about to arrive, Zhou Qing saw the police cars parked on the side of the road earlier, asked the driver to pull over, and people rushed out of the car.

The sun was dazzling and the weather was nice.

What's even better is the mood of these recruits, after getting off the car, they look left and right, like Grandma Liu has entered the Grand View Garden, and the mood is hard to express.

On the street, the police were already organizing the blockade, and when they saw Zhou Qing and others, a middle-aged policeman wearing a police uniform and a kind appearance came over.

Zhou Qing was the person in charge of this mission and took the initiative to talk to him.

It was only during the conversation that he figured out the specific situation.

The task is as simple as imagined, it is to assist the police in doing things, and it is the most untechnical and easy one. To put it bluntly, it is scattered on the outskirts of the cordon, responsible for preventing irrelevant people from entering.

After understanding this, he listened to the policeman's brief introduction to the nearby terrain, and took the initiative to divide more than 20 people into five groups, and carefully told them not to make a mess and disperse to the target location.

The entrance on the left side of Rongxing Street is the area that Zhou Qing, Zhao Lun and others are responsible for.

The police pulled the cordon in advance, and many passers-by had no choice but to detour, and after Zhou Qing and the others changed shifts with the policemen who had stayed here before, the five people stood in front of the cordon like javelins.

This is one of the reasons why many people like to use soldiers to help with things.

Standing like an aspen, with an expressionless face, it looks good. And although the military and the police belong to the same two systems, their uniforms have the same deterrent effect.

To be honest, this way of standing guard is quite boring.

After holding on for a while, Zhao Lun's mouth itched: "Brother Qing, let's smoke a cigarette......"

Zhou Qing looked at eye level and said lightly: "It's all for me, during the mission, we represent the image and quality of soldiers." ”

Zhao Lun smiled and said more.

On the contrary, some spectators watched a few people not far away with great interest, pointing and pointing.

With the development of the times, the quality of the whole people has risen, and the soldiers and police are no longer as feared as before.

On the contrary, some girls pointed at Zhou Qing and the others, and they didn't know what they were talking about, and they covered their mouths and laughed from a distance from time to time.

Zhao Lun's eyes purred, and he said in a voice that he could only hear with Zhou Qing: "Brother Qing, they seem to be looking at you......"

Before he finished speaking, he was surprised: "Here it is, here it is." ”

Without his reminder, Zhou Qing also saw that it was a girl with big eyes and a delicate figure walking towards him.

Quite a pretty little girl, with a little flush on her face.

Zhao Lun was envious and let out a strange tone: "Brother Qing, you have to take peach blossom luck today."

Ignoring Zhao Lun, Zhou Qing looked at the girl approaching in surprise, and wondered: "Do you have something?" ”

The little girl was a little cramped: "I, I want to take a picture with you, is it okay?" ”

Zhou Qing thought to himself that the movie he made should not have been released yet, and no one should know him.

But I didn't think much about it.

Just took a group photo, and the little girl was very beautiful and kind-faced, so she didn't make a sound.

The girl understood, quickly took out her mobile phone and grabbed Zhou Qing's arm, and clicked a few selfies.

After finishing, he didn't mean to leave: "Brother Bing, did you bring your mobile phone?" ”

Zhou Qing tugged at the corners of his mouth.

He hadn't gotten along with a girl for a long time, but he wasn't destined to be the type who couldn't walk when he saw a woman, so he said politely: "We're on a mission, can you wait a while?" ”

"Oh, oh. Got it. ”

The girl froze slightly, quickly apologized, and turned to leave.

I was so frustrated that I didn't even ask for a phone call.

Zhao Lun couldn't hold back any longer: "Brother Qing, you give her my phone...... I don't have a girlfriend yet. ”

Zhou Qing's gaze deflected and fell on Zhao Lun.

Zhao Lun hurriedly closed his mouth in fright.

A small episode, followed by a boring and boring wait.

At about three o'clock in the afternoon, Zhou Qing was told that the meeting was over. This also means that Zhou Qing and others are free.

Back in front of the bus, the policeman in charge of this security operation took out a thousand yuan from his pocket and handed it to Zhou Qing: "It's all hard, take it and take the brothers to eat something." ”

Zhou Qing knew that the money should be paid by the police, so he took it unceremoniously.

Jiang Datong was familiar with this area, and Zhou Qing asked him to call and book a large box, and a group of people rushed there on foot.

It is definitely not enough for so many people to eat for a thousand yuan, and everyone has no chance to come out to eat, and they can't eat early.

In a large box that can accommodate nearly forty or fifty people, dishes are placed on top one after another.

There are many wolves but little meat, and after a few plates, the table is often gone after a turn.

Zhou Qing called the waiter directly: "You go and tell the back kitchen, we have double portions of everything in the dishes here." ”

Jiang Datong lit a cigarette, took a sip of wine, and said generously: "Everyone, let go of eating, I will be round if the money is not enough." ”

Comrades-in-arms are the closest in the army, and even if they leave the army, they are destined to miss some people.

Jiang Datong is rich, and his family has six properties in Kyoto City. Inviting his comrades to a meal is not a problem for him at all.

Hu Dongsheng lowered his mouth: "Datong, I heard that your father is engaged in real estate, right?" ”

Jiang Datong nodded solemnly: "My uncle is very good at eating in Kyoto City, so some projects, you know ......."

Zhao Lun kicked him on the buttocks: "Don't pretend to be forced, hurry up and eat." ”