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Chapter 157: Seeing the Banner Again

The sound of cicadas is melodious and plays the final chapter of summer, leaving a warm and noisy atmosphere in the ancient alleys.

Chang Wei was so happy that he hugged Old Wang's arm and said, "Grandpa Wang, you and the old man are finally willing to move out."

Old Wang caressed Chang Wei's cheek lovingly, "Prepare a house for me first. I can still work for another two years. When I can't work anymore, I will come to you."

Chang Wei refused and tugged at the old man's arm, "What are you waiting for? I'll hire someone to renovate the house once it's divided up, and we'll move in this winter. I'll buy you and this old man some wine every day."

The two old men laughed.

The cloudy eyes from the smile were covered with a layer of watery light.

Chen Mingji knew that the matter was settled, and a stone fell from his heart.

Outside the courtyard gate, he patted Chang Wei's arm and said after a moment of silence: "Little Chang Wei, you must not let down the two masters' high hopes for you."

Chang Wei smiled happily and agreed repeatedly, "Don't worry, I will take good care of the two grandfathers."

Chen Mingji had no doubt about this. He still held Chang Wei's arm with his hand and applied a little force. "So many people are optimistic about you and protecting you. Chang Wei, you must be good in the future and keep going forward unswervingly."

Chang Wei put away the smile on his face and said seriously: "Don't worry, I dare not lose my father's face."

"Yes, I feel relieved if you think so." Chen Mingji nodded with satisfaction and took out two tickets from his pocket. "You are still a child, so I won't give you a birthday gift. You can buy these two kilograms of candy tickets yourself... Child, I am also your uncle."

"Hey, Uncle Chen, I'll take it."

"That's right. Remember to call me uncle from now on."

"I won't be polite with you. If I call you uncle, it will be easier for me to take your cigarettes in the future." Chang Wei smiled and looked playful again.

Chen Mingji also laughed. He didn't know why he loved watching Chang Wei play. It would be boring if this child was too strict.

"Okay, I'm leaving now. I still have a lot of things to do in the neighborhood office. Today is a festival, and there are still many poor families in the area who don't even have any extra food. I have to think of a way. I have to hand out a few mooncakes."

Chang Wei asked curiously, "What else can you do?"

"There are a few factories in the area. I'll go and get some money."

"There are only small factories in our area. How much money can you find?"

"One point is one point. If it doesn't work, we can all chip in."

Chang Wei sneered, "How many people can the Street Office gather? Can't they make a living?"

Chen Mingji came back to his senses and looked at Chang Wei carefully, "You are hiding something from your uncle, right? If you have something to say, please say it quickly."

Chang Wei put his hands behind his back and said proudly, "You have to ask for help... I say, I say, you do as I say. There are few factories in our area, but there are many capitalists. You can make a few silk banners and knock on the doors of capitalists. If you give more than 2,000 yuan, you can give one. I guarantee that you can collect 10,000 yuan by night."

"Hiss..." Chen Mingji took a breath and rubbed Chang Wei's little head, "What's wrong with your head?"

Chang Wei swayed back and forth like a tumbler and rolled his eyes in disgust.

This is nothing. There are many ways to beg for alms in the future.

At this moment, the capitalist lacks everything except money. If the street gives him a banner, he would like to hang it on his door.

As they were talking about the silk banner, there were drums and gongs at the entrance of the alley, and a group of people holding silk banners high came towards the police station.

The eight characters on the banner read, "Love for the people, kindness as heavy as a mountain."

Chen Mingji narrowed his eyes and saw that the recipients were Chang Wei and the Criminal Investigation Team.

He turned his head to look at the young man next to him, sighing and wondering what he had done.

The deputy director of the subdistrict office came with him. Seeing Chen Mingji and Chang Wei standing in front of the door, he quickly said to the man holding the banner, "Comrade Zhang Jiang, this is Director Chen from our Gulou Subdistrict Office, and this is Comrade Chang Wei you are looking for."

The man holding the silk banner shuddered, and hurriedly walked a few steps forward, raised the silk banner high, half bowed, and said in a loud voice: "Thank you Comrade Chang Wei for avenging my brother. The 17 members of the Zhang family are deeply grateful for this favor, and are willing to repay the great kindness with a gift of grass and a ring."

The two children at the back were pushed to the front and fell to the ground with their heads knocked.

Chang Wei was startled and hurried to help.

Zhang family...Chang Wei remembered that this was the Xinzhuang case, the husband was killed, the wife was humiliated, and a huge sum of 150,000 yuan and gold were stolen.

Zhang Jiang respectfully placed the banner in Chang Wei's hands.

This time Chang Wei learned his lesson. Seeing that there were reporters taking pictures behind the crowd, he quickly rolled up the banner.

Zhang Jiang clasped his fists and bowed to the crowd watching the excitement. "Fellow citizens of Beijing, I am from Tianjin. My brother Zhang Tao was murdered by criminals at home a few days ago. We are here today to thank the people's police for avenging us."

After saying that, he bowed deeply to Chang Wei.

Chang Wei quickly supported him and said softly, "This is my duty, not a great favor."

Zhang Jiang shook his head slightly. "I have learned about the investigation process of the case at the police station. If it weren't for you, how could my brother's revenge be avenged and how could the huge sum of more than 100,000 yuan be recovered? I came here today for no other reason than to meet the great benefactor of the Zhang family."

Chang Wei was helpless. Seeing that the reporters had already squeezed in, he took out his pen and paper, stood at attention and said solemnly: "To obey the party's command, win battles, and have a good style are the goals and ideals of every public security officer in our Dongcheng Branch. Zhang Tao's case is not my own credit, but the result of the joint efforts of the whole group."

The whole audience was silent, and then burst into thunderous applause and cheers.

The reporters were going crazy, staring at Chang Wei, wishing they could dig out his brains to taste them.

With such a big commotion, all the police station staff had already squeezed out. Chen Mingji saw Zhang Youde and shouted anxiously, "Chief Zhang, write this sentence down and hang it in your station."

Zhang Jiang's emotions were also aroused by the atmosphere. He waved his hand, and another child came forward holding a tray. There was a high bulge on his face covered with a red cloth.

He opened it, revealing the ten large black crosses underneath, and said sincerely, "Comrade Chang Wei, this is a gift from our Zhang family, please don't refuse it."

He spent ten thousand dollars, and the people watching nearby were stunned.

"It's not right, it's not right. It's our duty as police officers to serve the people. How can we accept money?" Chang Wei took a step back and quickly refused.

Zhang Jiang advised: "We are not asking you to do anything, this is just our gratitude."

Chang Wei said seriously: "We have a discipline and we don't take anything from the people. Please understand. I appreciate your kindness, but you can take the money back."

Zhang Jiang was silent for a moment, then said with emotion: "Comrade Chang Wei is indeed a man of high moral character. In this case, Comrade Chang Wei will hand over the money to the organization on my behalf. This can also be regarded as my family's support for national construction."

Chang Wei glanced at Zhang Jiang dimly and sighed in his heart, what a smart guy!

If he really wanted to give money to Chang Wei, why would he make such a big fuss about it?

What he gave was not money, but a favor.

This money was transferred by Chang Wei, which was a favor from both Chang Wei and Zhang Jiang.

If he takes out this ten thousand yuan, the organization will remember him and it will not arouse the jealousy of other capitalists.

Hearing him say this, Chang Wei stopped being polite. After thinking for a moment, he pointed at Chen Mingji beside him and said loudly to the crowd and reporters: "The person standing next to me is Director Chen Mingji of the Street Office. I believe that the comrades in Gulou are very familiar with him."

Everyone nodded.

"Director Chen was busy raising funds to distribute supplies to needy families in the area for the Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day. Today, Comrade Zhang Jiang generously donated money, which was a timely relief."

Chen Mingji turned his head stiffly and looked at Chang Wei, with a vague look between his brows.

Chang Wei continued, "Let's all applaud Comrade Zhang Jiang and thank him for his generosity and his efforts to help the needy, okay?"

Applause broke out.

Zhang Jiang waved his hands repeatedly, his face flushed with excitement as if he was possessed by Guan Yu.

Chang Wei elevated the matter to a higher level with just one sentence.

Be kind and generous, and help the poor and the needy.

This is the name his family wants.

The remaining steps are still interviews and photo taking.

But this time, Chang Wei refused to accept the banner.