Chapter 1007 (1/2)
In the afternoon, Zhou Ze really accompanied Lao Zhang to primary school.
Since he has promised Feng Si to cooperate with his operation in the near future and do some ”good things”, boss Zhou will not break his promise naturally.
On the school playground, the pupils all take their own chairs and sit in a neat line on the playground.
Lao Zhang sat on the rostrum and gave a lecture on PUFA with the microphone.
In fact, Lao Zhang is also the honorary principal of this primary school. Of course, he doesn't charge money. He can give a lecture or two every semester. If he is not free, he can also send other police officers.
The sun in the afternoon is a little big. Although it won't cause heatstroke, it's a kind of torture if you let people sit down and listen to the boring things.
However, students are expected to be used to this kind of torture for a long time.
Lao Zhang didn't follow the book or design a manuscript to read. He started with a relatively rare case;
not only did the students sitting on the playground below stare up and listen carefully, but also the teachers and school leaders who manage the order and accompany beside them listened with interest.
Several cases come down, first statement, then analysis, and finally summary, to ensure the fun, but also let it have a beginning and an end, to guide everyone to reflect on the effect.
Boss Zhou has been standing beside the podium. He was surprised by Lao Zhang's performance.
Usually, Lao Zhang, who is honest and dull in the study, has such a side.
If this is not a police officer, you can go to various schools to string acupoints directly, and become the kind of ”tutor” to pour chicken soup and beat chicken blood.
The last case is Lao Zhang himself, or rather, the identity of himself.
The undercover drug trafficking group, fighting wisdom and bravery, delivers news to the police, and all kinds of lives are hanging in the line. Lao Zhang, the ”client”, tells the story himself, and the effect is even better than the police bandit TV series.
”So, children, don't think that poison P is far away from you. In fact, it's not far!
According to the cases in recent years, the trend of teenagers being harmed by poison P is gradually increasing. It can be said that the devil like hand has been approaching us constantly!
After you graduate, you go to middle school, you go to college, or even say something bad. Even if you drop out of school, it's nothing. The road of life is very long, but if you dare to touch poison P, your life will be completely dead!
Every year, there are many police officers who are fighting in the anti drug line are injured and sacrificed. Their efforts are actually to protect you and hope to support a safe and clean sky for you. We should be grateful. At the same time, we should cherish and not let their victims and dedication go down and waste! ”
The lecture ended with a ”salute” gesture. Some of the pupils below followed the salute and some applauded hard. All the faces were very excited.
The headmaster of the school showed a jealous smile nearby. The feedback from the students was much more enthusiastic than when he made his opening speech every year.
The vice principal next to the principal glanced at the principal with disdainful eyes. Who is not tired of being crooked at the beginning of your unchanging opening ceremony speech of ”cool in the autumn wind and fragrant in the golden osmanthus”?
Well,
boss Zhou is not on the sidelines all the time.
There is a naughty kid who likes picking his nose while listening to lectures.
In recent days, with the temperature rising and the coming of summer, the air has become dry and the nose is easy to dry. If you always pick your nose, it's really easy to bleed.
Boss Zhou came forward to help the fat boy with nosebleeds stop bleeding. With Lao Zhang's cooperation, the primary school student and the teachers around him told us the correct measures to deal with nosebleeds.
Some so-called solving habits, which are effective and which are wrong, are explained.
At last, I brush a little sense of existence, otherwise I really feel like a bag assistant brought by Lao Zhang.
After that,
Lao Zhang declined the invitation of school leaders to stay for dinner,
drove Zhou Ze back to the bookstore.
On the way, Lao Zhang would occasionally take a look at the boss sitting in the copilot's position.
He really couldn't figure out why the boss would suddenly follow him to school, which is not the style of the boss at all.
In fact, Zhou Ze couldn't figure out what he did in the afternoon besides helping a little fat man stop his nose blood?
At this point,
Zhou Ze can't help but look at Lao Zhang. He only thinks that ”political correctness” seems to be a bit out of order now,
oh no,
neither,
he seems to be in the wrong direction.
”Police, there's really nothing else to do now?”
”Ah, well, boss, in your sleepy year, let's not talk about criminal cases all over the city, even ordinary public security cases are much less.”
“…………” Zhou Ze.
How does that sound strange?It can be seen that Lao Zhang has been much more comfortable this year. He didn't have the time to take any common law classes in school before. Now, he can even master the speech skills.
Fortunately,
Lao Zhang can let people down once in a while,
but there is a person,
who is looking for something to do with thunder, who has never let people down!
When the phone rang, Zhou Ze picked it up. It was the old way's phone.
Zhou Ze answered the phone,
the old man lowered his voice from the other end of the phone,
”boss, there seems to be something wrong with me here.”
Hearing this, Zhou Ze sat up straight.
There's something, finally there's something!
From Zhou Ze's point of view, he really hopes that he can do a good job in one day, and the days after saving will continue to struggle.
Lao Dao's phone gave him hope of a quick decision.
”Where are you?”
”I'm here in the demolition area on cultural street.”
”What happened?”
Zhou Ze continues to ask Lao Dao as he signs Lao Zhang to change his route to Wenhua street.
”The door here opened, and then hundreds of dollars were left at the door.”
”What do you mean?”