At about six o'clock in the evening, the hunchbacked middle-aged man pulled the cart back to a scrap yard.

"Old Wei! It seems that your harvest today is really good! A middle-aged man in the scrap yard greeted the hunchbacked middle-aged man with a smile when he saw the bottles and cans on the cart.

The hunchbacked middle-aged man Lao Wei, when he heard the doorman's words, said to the doorman with a smile: "Old Zhong! Good luck today! So I overcharged something. ”

Lao Wei pulled the cart to the warehouse, and after handing over to the warehouse, he limped towards where he lived.

"Old Wei! Why are you back so early today? ”

"Old Wei! My family fried some peanuts today, do you want to come to my place for two drinks in the evening? ”

Lao Wei limped into a two-entry courtyard, and the residents in the courtyard greeted him warmly when they saw him coming back.

When Lao Wei heard the words of his neighbors, he greeted them politely.

"The eldest sister of the Liu family! Today I was lucky enough to collect a large cart of things, so I left work early. ”

"Old Zhou! I have something to do in the evening, let's drink this wine another day. ”

Old Wei limped to the door of his house, he first glanced at the crack in the door, and after making sure that the secret mark on the crack of the door had not been damaged, he pushed open the door and walked into his house.

After returning to the house, Lao Wei first turned on the light, then locked the door from the inside, and reached out and took out a note from his pocket.

After reading the contents of the note, Lao Wei dropped the note in his hand into the stove, and the note instantly turned into a flame and burned out.

Lao Wei thought of the contents of the note, frowned and muttered: "Donghuamen Street, but the location of some units, most of these units have soldiers standing guard, the difficulty of this task is not ordinary!" ”

"Collect the waste! Are there any scrap items to collect? At eight o'clock the next morning, a hunchbacked middle-aged man, pulling a cart, walked along Donghuamen Street, shouting and shouting.

"Scrap collectors! There are some empty wine bottles to sell in the canteen of our unit, so please come with me quickly. When Lao Wei pulled the cart past a unit, the middle-aged man who was chatting with people at the door of the unit heard Lao Wei's shouting and immediately shouted to Lao Wei.

When Lao Wei heard the shout, he subconsciously stopped, and hurriedly replied, "Accept!" As long as it is a waste product, we will collect it at the scrap station. ”

When the middle-aged man heard Lao Wei's answer, he immediately commanded Lao Wei: "Comrade! Which scrapyard are you from? Do you have a certificate, if so, you go to the guard room to register, and then follow me in to count the bottles, if you don't have a certificate, then you just wait here, and I will arrange for someone to send you the bottles. ”

When Lao Wei heard the middle-aged man's words, he replied with a flattering face: "Comrade! I brought the identity card issued by the unit, and now I will go to the doorman to register. ”

When the middle-aged man heard Lao Wei's words, he immediately commanded the soldier in charge of standing guard: "Comrade! I'm going to take this comrade from the scrap yard to the small canteen to pull a batch of unwanted bottles, and I would like you to help him make a registration. ”

When the soldier heard the middle-aged man's introduction, he immediately nodded and said to Lao Wei: "Comrade! Please come with me. ”

After completing the registration, Lao Wei pulled the cart and followed the middle-aged man into the compound.

Lao Wei looked at the staff who kept walking around in the compound, and asked the middle-aged man with a curious expression; "Comrade! What kind of unit are you here, how can there be so many people. ”

The middle-aged man who led the way in front didn't think much about it when he heard Lao Wei's inquiry, and introduced with a proud face: "We are a ministry-level unit here, so there are naturally more people. ”

Lao Wei heard the middle-aged man's answer, felt the arrogance contained in the other party's words, and asked the middle-aged man with a smile: "Comrade! Is your next door also a ministry-level unit? Why is the office building next door only two stories high, while yours is four stories high? ”

When the middle-aged man heard Lao Wei's words, he replied without thinking about it: "The compound next door is a bureau-level unit under the Government Affairs Yuan, how can it be compared with our unit?" ”

When Lao Wei heard the middle-aged man's introduction, a puzzled expression appeared on his face, and he asked curiously, "Comrade!" Aren't the units on East Avenue all ministerial-level units? How can a department-level unit work here, and use such a large courtyard alone. ”

When the middle-aged man heard Lao Wei's inquiry, he didn't think much about it, and blurted out: "Although the Trade Department is a director-level unit, the power of the Trade Department is better than ours!" ”

Halfway through the middle-aged man's words, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, instinctively stopped, looked at Lao Wei who was following him suspiciously, and asked him: "Comrade! I said you are a rag, how can you have so many questions, are these things you can ask? ”

Seeing that the middle-aged man was alert, Lao Wei immediately explained with a smile: "Comrade! I'm just curious, don't care. ”

The middle-aged man heard Lao Wei's explanation, saw the other party's honest face, and did not forget to remind Lao Wei: "You just met me, if you meet someone else, you will definitely be reported as an enemy, and if you want to collect the rags in this area in the future, it's best not to ask around." ”

Lao Wei heard the middle-aged man's reminder and hurriedly thanked the middle-aged man: "Comrade! Thank you for the reminder, I will definitely not ask in the future. ”

In the next few days, Lao Wei would pull a cart every day to buy scrap along Dongda Road, and when he passed by the Trade Division, he would pay special attention to the situation in the Trade Division.

After this situation lasted for a week, one night Lao Wei came to the gate of a very remote courtyard under the cover of night.

Lao Wei, who was standing at the gate of the small courtyard, first looked left and right, observed the surroundings for a while, and then raised his hand and knocked on the door rhythmically.

The courtyard door soon opened, and the middle-aged man who opened the door saw Lao Wei standing at the door, and asked him vigilantly: "It's so late, what are you doing here with me?" ”

When Lao Wei heard the middle-aged man's inquiry, he did not answer the other party's question directly, but ignored the existence of the other party and limped into the small courtyard.

Lao Wei walked into the room where the middle-aged man lived, as if he was going back to his own home, sat down in front of a chair, and whispered to the middle-aged man who walked into the house after him: "Old man! Shangfeng asked us to investigate the matter of the eyebrows, and the new equipment purchased by those factories in Huaxia was all purchased through the Trade Division. ”

"What is the Department of Trade? Why have I never heard of it, Old Wei! You can't be fooling the top with a piece of false information, right? When the middle-aged man heard Lao Wei's introduction, he questioned Lao Wei with a suspicious expression.

Faced with the questions raised by the middle-aged man, Lao Wei was not angry, and opened his mouth to the middle-aged man and commanded: "Old man! This is a very true thing, tomorrow you go out of the city and send a telegram to Shangfeng. ”

(End of chapter)