Chapter 1781 [Have Something Happened Again? 】

Morning.

provincial capital.

An old station in the suburbs.

With only Dong Xuebin left, he thought about things in his heart, pulled his luggage and walked into the station, found the ticket window and asked for tickets.

"Is there a car to Jiaolin County?" Dong Xuebin asked.

The conductor looked at him, "I just took a train, what time do you want?"

Dong Xuebin looked at his watch and said, "The nearest car, the sooner the better."

The conductor said: "The nearest one is about noon, and there are few cars going there."

"Noon?" Dong Xuebin was speechless, "So slow? Then I can't sit here for four hours with the co-author? It's only morning."

The conductor loves to answer indifferently: "Then you go to the South Long-distance Station, there are a lot of people going to Jiaolin County, and our cars basically go north."

Dong Xuebin said, "What time is it about noon?"

"Between twelve and one o'clock, not necessarily, see if the driver can come back." The conductor said.

At this moment, Dong Xuebin actually misses the traffic environment in the capital. Although there is a lot of traffic jams in the capital, at least the roads extend in all directions. There are not many traffic jams here, but there are not many traffic jams. It made Dong Xuebin even more helpless. He was not familiar with this person, so he couldn't stand stupidly at the station for a few hours, right? That's too boring, as for a taxi? It would be strange if the taxi was willing to go there. Dong Xuebin had no choice now. He walked out of the ticket window and went to a random place for breakfast outside, ate some food, and then looked left and right. Look, he looks like he's doing nothing.

"Jiaolin County!"

"Anyone else?"

"The car to Jiaolin County!"

suddenly. Two people shouted from across the road.

Dong Xuebin was stunned and looked sideways. It was a very small minibus. It was a little old, and the body was quite dirty. There were a few words on the body. Xuebin snorted, thinking that this is not a car. What's the next shift at noon? Dong Xuebin looked at the car as if it would not be able to drive in a short time. Since there were not many people in the car, I continued to eat the last few bites early, then settled the bill, and dragged my luggage across the road. I asked the two of them.

"To Jiaolin County?" Dong Xuebin said.

A dark and strong man said: "Yes!"

Dong Xuebin said, "Where do I go to buy a ticket?"

The strong man said: "Just buy it from me. One hundred and one."

Dong Xuebin glanced at the money in the big man's hand. Only then did I know that this car was probably not a regular designated car at the station, but their private one. It can also be called a "black car", but when you think about whether the fare is expensive or not, it doesn't matter. You can't wait foolishly with this side. Forget it, a black car is a black car. It's better than sitting alone for four hours. The bus at noon is strong, and listening to the conductor's tone, it may not be possible to start the bus on time at noon, so Dong Xuebin took out his wallet, turned over a hundred yuan and handed it over, and then dragged his luggage onto the bus.

After such a long time, there were already some people in the car, and about half of them were full. Of course, the seats were relatively small, and half of them were not many people.

Dong Xuebin prefers the back seat or the corner seat, so he chose the last row, stuffed his luggage, and sat in the innermost part by the window.

"Jiaolin County!"

"Leave now!"

"Is there anyone else?"

The two people outside were still shouting loudly.

Dong Xuebin didn't listen anymore. He hugged his shoulders and closed his eyes. He continued to think about his own business. There were too many things he had to think about now, the affairs of Li Gui'an and Zhang Dongfang, the current situation in Jiaolin County, and the description in the newspaper. Dong Xuebin felt that he needed a systematic way of thinking about the situation of the ancient tombs. This time he took office, he had to be more organized. He had to think clearly about what to do first and what to do second. Yes, I can’t be as mindless as before. Although Dong Xuebin is not such a structured person, but he still works in the system for so many years, he always needs some growth and maturity, otherwise it’s really nothing. so many years.

One minute……

three minutes……

One after another, a few more people came up and filled the car full.

thump.

The seat next to you is heavy.

A young man sat down who looked about the same age as Dong Xuebin, but he might be a year or two older than him. He looked quite smart, thin and short.

Dong Xuebin glanced at him.

The man also looked at him and nodded with a smile.

People are polite to Dong Xuebin, and Dong Xuebin will naturally return the courtesy and nod to him with a smile.

In the end, two or three people squeezed in when the car was about to start, but they didn't sit down. The driver was obviously prepared, and immediately took a few benches and put them in the aisle of the car, and sat them down, although It's a bit unsafe, but black cars are all about profit. They won't care about you, just give you money. Of course, these people didn't charge them 100, but 50.

After a while, there was no one there.

The strong man who sold the tickets before got on the bus.

Another thinner northerner, the one who had just yelled at him to buy a ticket, got into the driver's seat, and as soon as the door closed, the car drove out.

Wander around.

Bumps and bumps.

There are all kinds of problems when the car starts.

Dong Xuebin also suffered a lot when he was a child. As a child from a poor family, if there is someone he knows, Dong Xuebin will be very face-saving, very particular, and picky. He will definitely not make this kind of car, because he is this person Takes face very seriously, but if there is no one, Dong Xuebin will not worry about face or anything. It doesn't matter at all, let's make it. A person who is pampered as a child can make do with anything as long as it doesn't involve the issue of face.

The car is so broken.

Been rocking.

Soon after, a middle-aged woman couldn't take it anymore and complained, "Why is the car so jerky? Can you drive more steadily? I feel like vomiting."

There was also an old man with motion sickness next to him: "Yeah, I can't stand it anymore."

The strong man sitting in the front turned his head and said, "I love to sit or not! This road is like this! It's good to get on the highway in a while!"

The old man said angrily, "What does it mean to love to sit or not?"

The middle-aged woman had taken a plastic bag and vomited.

The strong man ignored the old man, but pinched his nose in disgust on the floor and said to the woman, "Don't spit in the car, throw the bag out later!"

Dong Xuebin also opened his eyes at this time, thinking how to speak?

The young man next to Dong Xuebin also frowned and muttered, "What quality."

It's "like to sit or not", and it's contemptuous. In the case of the elderly and women, this attitude is really too careless.

The other people in the car didn't say a word, maybe it's nothing to do with it, or maybe they've been sitting in their black car, they're used to it.

After a few minutes.

The minibus was on the highway.

But not long after the high-speed, the problem came!

Dong Xuebin was still dozing off with his eyes closed. He was thinking about a series of things to do after taking office. The big guy in the car, the person in charge of ticket sales, stood up, clapped his hands loudly, and said to everyone: "Everyone, listen!" The car also stopped at this time, and pulled over to the line.

"what?"

"Why did you stop?"

The crowd murmured.

The big man said in a loud voice: "Our line does not actually make money, it is very difficult to operate, and we have to pass the high-speed and pay the high-speed toll, so if it is evenly spread, we will also charge everyone a certain degree of high-speed toll. Ten dollars is not much, it's all within the range that everyone can afford, please understand us."

Then the old man who was beaten before quit. "One hundred tickets is expensive enough, isn't it all included? Why do you still have to pay?"

The big man said with a straight face: "We have this rule here!"

The old man said angrily: "It doesn't make sense at all! If I don't pay it!"

The big man glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, "Don't pay? Then get off the bus! Go to the next expressway exit and find a car by yourself! We don't care!"

The old man stood up, "We've already paid the tickets! Why should we get off the bus?"

The big man said: "But you haven't paid the high-speed fee, so what are we going to do with you?" There was a strong sense of threat in the words. It is now on the high-speed, or halfway through. , how do people go? Go to the next exit? Then you don't know the year of the monkey and the month of the horse! Moreover, after going out of the exit, it is not possible to find a car to go to Jiaolin County, so Dahan and the driver both chose such a position, obviously they were not afraid and threatened them to pay. It seems that this is not the first time for them done.

Everyone complained.

"what!"

"Why pay for it?"

"You are not legal at all!"

The big man glared at everyone confidently, "Don't pay? Well, let me get off the bus if you don't pay! I'll see how you can find a car in the wilderness!"

Arrogant!

And they didn't hide it at all!

The car suddenly became a little noisy, chirping.

The young man beside Dong Xuebin didn't seem to expect to add an extra high-speed fee. Although ten yuan was not much, it was too disgusting.

The young man stood up, took out a work card from his arms, and gave it to the big man, "I'm from the Jiaolin County Party Committee, and I'm here to do business in the provincial capital, so save face, brother, everyone is not rich, so don't be embarrassed. everyone."

Dong Xuebin blinked, focusing on the county party committee?

The big man was stunned at first, but he took the certificate and looked at it, but said, "Secretary section of the county party committee office? Deputy section chief? Su Yan?" Someone who knew the leaders of Jiaolin County said, "Well, your high-speed fee is mine, and I'll give you face. Others can't, they have to pay!" The secretarial department is really not a tough department. (To be continued...)