Chapter 924: Buddha Relies on Gold, People Rely on Clothes

When Wang An heard Zhang Shuya's words, he immediately asked Zhang Shuya with a bitter face:

"Big sister, you arranged such a job for me... I don't have to go to work every day, right?"

Zhang Shuya rolled her eyes at Wang An upon hearing this:

"When you have time, just come to the bureau to report. When it's time for training, you follow along and practice for two days. Otherwise, with your two moves, if you get beaten up one day, we'll still have to support you."

When Wang An heard this, he immediately became happy. Mainly, not having to go to work every day was what Wang An liked most.

Otherwise, for a salary of 40 cents a day, having to go to work every day, that matter would be truly difficult for Wang An to accept.

Consequently, Wang An said with a grin:

"Big sister, does this Lianfangyuan have any privileges? For example, if I run into a petty thief, can I beat him up, or say, if I kill him, I don't have to pay with my life?"

Zhang Shuya and Sun Nian were stunned instantly, and then Sun Nian couldn't help but laugh "gegegege..."

And Zhang Shuya said unhappily:

"Get the hell out of here. Killing someone without paying with your life? Why don't you go to heaven?"

Before Wang An could answer, Zhang Shuya continued unhappily:

"It's just to give you an identity so that it's convenient to do things in the future. I tell you, if you dare to bully others by relying on this identity, just see if I beat you to death or not."

It must be said that Zhang Shuya's words were completely correct, because the Lianfangyuan of this era was completely different from the "Xiejing" (assistant police) of later generations.

The main point is that Lianfangyuan at this time could work independently, unlike the Xiejing of later generations, who had to have formal police officers with them no matter what they did.

As for bullying others, Wang An was not that kind of person anyway, so Zhang Shuya's reminder could be said to be purely redundant.

Wang An said with a grin upon hearing this:

"That won't happen. We are sworn siblings of the foster father and foster mother. You should know what kind of person your brother is, hehehehe..."

As she spoke, Zhang Shuya took out a few sheets of paper, as well as a small green booklet, threw them on the table, and said to Wang An:

"There's a fountain pen on the table, sign it quickly, and then fill in your name and such on this Lianfangyuan certificate."

Wang An looked at these few sheets of paper simply and found that they were just personal files, so he started writing on them.

Soon, Wang An filled in all his personal information. After Zhang Shuya looked at it, she picked up a seal and stamped it on the small booklet.

Just like that, Wang An transformed from a militia member into a Lianfangyuan.

Subsequently, Zhang Shuya also got Wang An a hat and leather shoes, as well as two sets of clothes: one set of short sleeves and pants for summer, and another set of thicker clothes and pants for spring and autumn.

As for the vests and underwear that formal employees had, there were none.

Looking at the hat, leather shoes, and clothes, Wang An's mood was still quite beautiful.

It must be said, the fabric and workmanship of these clothes and pants were quite good; one look and they were real things.

Mainly, Wang An could imagine that when he wore these clothes back home, what kind of surprised little expressions his parents and wife would have.

It was just that when Wang An discovered that whether it was clothes, pants, or shoes, there was only one set of each, he couldn't help but ask Zhang Shuya:

"Big sister, why is there only one set of these clothes, pants, and shoes? Shouldn't there be another set for changing and washing?"

As soon as Wang An finished speaking, Zhang Shuya punched Wang An on the shoulder and said at the same time:

"Other Lianfangyuan also only have one set. Who are you to be special?"

Wang An held these things and said righteously:

"Then I must be special compared to others. I am your brother, the sworn brother of the foster father and foster mother."

However, Zhang Shuya didn't buy this at all, rolled her eyes at Wang An unhappily and said:

"Just one set, take it or leave it, if you don't want it, forget it."

Maybe feeling that her words were a bit heavy, Zhang Shuya said again:

"What do you need those clothes for as someone who doesn't go to work all day? Just wear them for a day when you come to report. Usually, just wear your own clothes."

Wang An knew that Zhang Shuya definitely had no way to get another set of clothes for changing, otherwise, Zhang Shuya would definitely not be stingy with a set of clothes.

Consequently, Wang An stopped struggling with this problem and continued to ask Zhang Shuya:

"Then what, big sister, I see the overcoats you wear in winter are quite good. Why don't you get me two of those?"

Afraid that Zhang Shuya would change her face again, Wang An added quickly:

"If you can't get two, one is fine."

This time, Zhang Shuya didn't beat Wang An, but said in a normal tone:

"Not even half a piece. That thing is issued only when winter comes. It's useless for you to be anxious."

Wang An smiled and finally closed his mouth and stopped asking for things.

Looking at the clothes in his hands, Wang An suddenly felt that he should wear them now. After all, whether in his past life or this life, Wang An had never worn a police uniform.

Consequently, in the surprised eyes of Zhang Shuya and Sun Nian, Wang An hugged the clothes and dived into the lounge in Zhang Shuya's office.

After entering Zhang Shuya's temporary lounge, Wang An very nimbly stripped himself down to only a pair of underpants, and then in a few strokes, put on the summer clothes.

I don't know why, although the salary was only 12.5 yuan a month, Wang An felt that after putting on these clothes, he instantly became different from before.

That feeling was as if he had some kind of privilege, or as if there was an invisible shield around him.

In short, Wang An felt that he had become awesome.

It must be admitted that this kind of change in identity is truly quite intoxicating.

But at the same time, Wang An also felt that there was something more on his body, and this thing seemed to be called "sense of mission."

Shaking his head hard to drive this damn "sense of mission" out of his body, Wang An felt that the real him was back.

Wang An's life goal was "free and happy, happy to death." What's the matter with having an extra sense of mission?

Walking out of the lounge, the eyes of Sun Nian and Zhang Shuya looking at Wang An clearly brightened.

The old saying goes well, "Buddha relies on gold, people rely on clothes." Besides, Wang An was tall, and the whole person was a very standard clothes hanger. Now that he was wearing a neat uniform, the visual effect was indeed improved by more than a little bit.

Zhang Shuya said to Sun Nian with a smile:

"It must be said, my brother looks quite handsome in this uniform, right?"

Sun Nian nodded upon hearing this. When she looked at Wang An again, there was something more in her eyes.

If Wang An didn't see it wrong, this thing was called "flirting."

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 925 =====