Chapter 311: Father and Son

"First-class merit! You have left everyone behind." Ma Jiyang is the ceiling of merit in the Changyang City Criminal Police Detachment. His experience of three second-class merits is extremely prominent, and he is basically invincible among his peers, but he has never won a first-class merit.

Jiang Yuan said modestly: "I didn't expect to be able to win a first-class merit either."

"How could you not expect it? If the cases you did don't give you a first-class merit, what should the second-class merits behind, and third-class merits like us do? It should be you who wins the first-class merit." Ma Jiyang only won a third-class merit this time, and when he met Jiang Yuan, he teased him.

Jiang Yuan smiled: "Detachment Chief Ma is over-praising. We will have opportunities to cooperate in the future."

This sentence was slightly bigger than the previous one, but as soon as Ma Jiyang heard it, he immediately closed and opened his eyes, as if he had blinked, and said: "That is definitely possible. The strength of our detachment has always been one of the best. Look at my military merit medals and you will know, right!"

Ma Jiyang patted his chest with a clatter, like a 59 tank covered with armor plates.

And he only won a third-class merit this time, which fully shows that without a wife, his strength has inevitably declined.

Since ancient times, soldiers who have wives and can afford houses are the strongest soldiers.

"Jiang Yuan!" A reporter passed by, picked up a camera and wanted to take a picture of Jiang Yuan, and then wanted to interview him.

Ma Jiyang and others left with envy, jealousy, and laughter.

This is not the special treatment of first-class merit, but the special treatment of Jiang Yuan, who is young, tall, and has topics.

Jiang Yuan perfunctorily dealt with the reporter in a few words, and when he walked out, he was stopped again.

Yu Wenshu invited several tons of reporters this time, which looked very good and had face during the meeting, but when it came to the free interview session, it made Jiang Yuan and others a little unhappy.

Jiang Yuan pretended to be on the phone, looking like he had an urgent case, before he slipped out.

After getting in the car, Jiang Yuan felt slightly relaxed. He took out his mobile phone and saw that there were hundreds of WeChat and text messages, as well as several missed calls.

In WeChat, besides private messages, the most were red envelopes reminding Jiang Yuan. Jiangfuzhen, who had just learned the news, was sending red envelopes all over the world, especially in the "Loving Family" group. Jiangfuzhen's red envelopes were the most, once occupying half of the country.

An ordinary Jiang family member, if the house they got from demolition is not much and the rent is not enough, then if they grab a wave of red envelopes seriously this time, they can have a fat year.

Besides that, the red envelopes sent by private messages also prompted several screens. Jiang Yuan had to take out his portable notebook and record these red envelopes.

Changyang City Year-End Commendation Meeting—

Income: First-class merit bonus yuan. Father's red envelope 1000 yuan (My son has grown up, pick a gift you like. Under one house, I will reimburse you.) Grandpa's red envelope 6666 yuan (Little Yuan is amazing). Third Uncle's red envelope (I heard you can't send too much money, let the village committee settle the design fee for the monitoring equipment for you later, this extra part is the consultation fee from your uncle.) Third Grandpa's red envelope yuan (The Jiang family will always be your solid backing). Flower Aunt yuan (Don't tire yourself out. I heard you are a leader now, don't just think about charging forward, lead the team well, and come home safely). Fifth Uncle's red envelope 5000 yuan (You kid are too promising): Sixth Uncle 3000 yuan (Promising fee), Seventh Uncle 3000 yuan (Promising fee), Eighth Aunt 2000 yuan (Promising fee), Ninth Uncle 2000 yuan (Promising fee)...

Jiang Yuan's notebook made his hands sore. After writing two pages, he found that there seemed to be endless private messages behind.

Some people even sent it twice, for example:

. Buy some equipment for yourself in case of need.)

This time is different from before, it is equivalent to the whole village sending red envelopes to Jiang Yuan. Of course, not everyone sends red envelopes one-on-one, but sends red envelopes with the family or household as the core.

This

way, counting it down...

Jiang Yuan thought about it, turned around and took out the notebook from his bag, and opened an "Jiang Village Family Household" eel table.

Jiang Yuan copied the red envelope amounts and so on just now into the eel table, then reopened WeChat, and continued to add the red envelope amounts one by one.

Jiang Yuan actually doesn't care about the values of these red envelopes. He cares more about the feelings, and the attention and care of the villagers for himself.

It's like when he was eating from a hundred families back then, the family willing to give a steamed bun was no less concerned about him than the family willing to give two steamed buns. And the neighbor who closed the door today might just be because the task of creating humans was heavy, and they didn't put too much thought into other people's children. In two days, when their waists are sore, they will naturally open their doors again and make many delicious things.

But it must be said that since the Jiang villagers became rich, there have been many more rules. For example, this kind of red envelope for courtesy is a point that everyone cares about very much. If any family cannot do it according to the rules, everyone will suspect whether your family has been cheated into starting a business.

By that time, the villagers who advise will step on the threshold of this family.

All red envelopes were collected, and many second-round red envelopes were collected. Just when Jiang Yuan felt a little uncomfortable, Jiangfuzhen's phone call came.

"Old Dad." Jiang Yuan put down the computer, opened the door and got out of the car, and stretched his muscles in front of the car.

"Where are you? Did you go out to celebrate with colleagues?" Jiangfuzhen's voice came out very loudly, just like talking in the village or at home, it must be very loud to spread far.

Jiang Yuan took the phone a little further and said: "I'm still at the auditorium. Everyone gave gifts today. I'm recording it on the computer."

"Right, it's better to record it. Send me a copy later, and return the gifts that should be returned." Jiangfuzhen paused and said: "If you are free, come back to the house. I am downstairs at the small house you bought."

"Eh, you are in Changyang City?" Jiang Yuan was a little surprised. He was at home two days ago.

Jiangfuzhen hummed twice and said: "If you had told me earlier that you won a first-class merit this time, I would have come to see it. You didn't even tell your father to come and watch the ceremony."

Jiang Yuan was stunned and said: "Mainly others, it seems they didn't invite their parents to watch..."

Jiangfuzhen: "That's because other people's parents are too old. Your father is still young."

"It seems to make sense. It was me who didn't think clearly." Jiang Yuan didn't argue, and instead said: "Next time, next time I win a first-class merit, I will call you to come and watch."

"That's about right." Jiangfuzhen muttered.

Immediately after, Strong Uncle's voice came over: "Don't let others hear what you father and son are saying. Those who don't know will think you are bragging, and those who know will be pissed off."

Both father and son laughed.

Jiang Yuan started the car, and in less than a quarter of an hour, drove back to the newly bought small house.

At the downstairs, he saw a box truck parked at the door, and Strong Uncle and Jiangfuzhen were looking at advertisements at the intermediary store downstairs.

Perhaps because of the box truck, the intermediary didn't come out to greet them. Jiangfuzhen was happy to watch for a while. When he saw Jiang Yuan, he said: "I just thought your house is so small, do you want me to get you a special vegetable cellar or something? Forget it, talk about it later. I got you a cow, a sheep, and some chickens, ducks, and geese. Later, invite colleagues and friends to come and eat..."

Jiang Yuan listened to his old father's seriousness and knew he wasn't joking, so he hurriedly went to the back of the box truck to look. Inside, there was really a cow with exposed meat, a sheep without clothes, and chickens, ducks, and geese with exposed fierce buttocks.

"This... alright," Jiang Yuan had long been familiar with his old father's style, thought about it, and said: "Then let's do it tomorrow. I'll host a gathering."

"Tomorrow is good, I can help you a bit. Are you not working tomorrow?"

"Now, team building must be done during working hours, otherwise you will be scolded."

"Oh, do you have a big pot?" Jiangfuzhen asked again.

Jiang Yuan shook his head: "I don't really cook."

"En, if there is no big pot, there is no way. I'll make a call." Jiang

Fuzhen said, took out his phone and waited for it to be connected, then said: "Chef Guo, you guys come on a business trip tomorrow; right... I'm at my son's place, Changyang City. En, you guys look at it, seven or eight people are enough..."

Jiang Yuan then also called Wang Chuanxing to notify him: "Working tomorrow, I invite everyone to come to my place for team building. I will send you the address in a while." ===== CHAPTER 312 =====