Liu Kunlun continued to be on duty at the East Gate guardhouse, while the tricycle of the Chegao Gang retreated far away to the other end of the square to cheat passengers who came out of the long-distance bus station. The Maimaiti were the ones who were stunned and could restrain the ones, but they were still afraid to meet those who were desperate. This is the principle of mutual generation and restraint.

The station police station adopted the attitude of not proposing officials and not prosecuting them, pretending that this incident did not happen. However, insiders knew that there was someone above Liu Kunlun, who was the younger brother of Zhan Shusen, the captain of the criminal police detachment. This backer was so scary that everyone was scared. All the gangsters and gangsters around the railway station wanted to curry favor with him, but Liu Kunlun denied the rumor. He said that he did not know Zhan Shusen at all, nor did he have relatives to serve as a police officer.

Three months passed in a flash, and Liu Kunlun also understood the basic situation of the unit. In the Jinqiao Market, two groups of people were mainly playing games. First, they were a group of people from the tertiary company of the Materials Bureau headed by General Deng. These people were the earliest founders and operators of the large market. They belonged to the veterans. The ones who competed with the veterans were the institutions headed by Secretary Wang. These people were all cadres of the former Materials Bureau. After the Materials Bureau was revoked, a large number of people were diverted to the enterprises. They had no skills and could only continue to work as young women in the old business and earned high wages in the office. They and the veterans did not like each other and were intrigued.

The third force is the "outsider" led by Vice President Lu Gang. Lu Gang first worked in the textile factory business department. In the early 1990s, he left his job and went to Wenzhou and Guangzhou, and north to Inner Mongolia and Russia. He is a businessman with broad vision and flexible means. His father-in-law is the former Director Cai of the Materials Bureau, so he can get a share of the pie and enter the management.

The veterans were eating and waiting to die, and the government sent a corpse and a bare meal. The one who really supported the Jinqiao market was the "outsiders" with the smallest number of people. Liu Kunlun was brought in by Zhan Shusen and was strictly speaking outsiders, but he never participated in internal disputes and only managed his one-acre and three-point land.

The east gate is Liu Kunlun’s one-acre and three-point land. The area around 200 meters is his security area. The Da Market Security Department and the Station Police Station are co-construction units. Speaking of which, Section Chief Xiong is still a genuine public security cadre school and has worked as a registered police officer in the police station. Later, he was transferred to be an economic police officer, commonly known as the factory police officer. Later, the police and the Materials Bureau were eliminated. Section Chief Xiong changed from a police officer with a staff member to a security officer in the enterprise. However, he finally had an incest with the police officer and could eat in the railway station square.

There are more than 30 security personnel in the entire market, one of which is a match for the other, and one is cynical. He is very familiar with being late to leave early to work and is lazy and slick. Except for Liu Kunlun, he is also the only security personnel in the security department who wears a full uniform. A set of old-fashioned police uniform with a wool blended texture actually ironed out trousers and sleeves. The small lapel is equipped with a white shirt and a black tie, and the reddish-brown artificial leather armed strap is tightly tied. A baton is hung on the left, a walkie-talkie is hung on the right, and the leather shoes are shining.

Working at Jinqiao Market, he and his fourth sister rented a soothing and peaceful life. After the house he rented and his fourth sister expired, they moved to the railway 27 dormitory near the railway station. They also rented a house, but the rent was much cheaper. Liu Kunlun worked at sunrise and returned at sunset. He had three meals a day on time. He ate nearby buns and hot hot soup in the morning. Sometimes he had fried dough sticks and soy milk. At noon, he had a hearty bowl of rice noodles at the first Gao Jie in Dongmen. It was colorful at night. Sometimes he had mutton ramen with Mahoupao, a bowl of hot red oil ramen, a plate of cold mutton served with scallion white coriander, sometimes a mutton head, and a bottle of four or five yuan Huaijiang Daqu. His life was also very happy.

When he entered the east gate, the first restaurant shop was the rice noodle stall of Sister Gao. As the name suggests, the boss's wife was a woman named Gao Junling. She was about 27 or 28 years old. She was born with a tall and big horse, with big breasts and big buttocks. She was very excited when she did her work, and when she quarreled, she was straight and kind, and was especially good to Liu Kunlun. Every time Xiao Liu brother came to have a meal, Gao eldest sister shook her hands and put seven or eight more slices of beef. Lao Ma saw that she had an objection and insisted on treating the same thing. Gao Junling rolled her eyes and said, "Little Liu was growing up. You old dog was going to eat so much bear!"

The most pleasant thing is in the afternoon. After eating a full meal, I cooked a pot of boiling water in an electric kettle, soaked the first-class jasmine tea in the canned yellow peach bottle, sat on a large lounge chair in the guard booth, put my feet wearing three-joint leather shoes on the desk covered with glass plates, letting the warm sunlight spread on my body, looking at the heat in the tea cup, listening to the noisy voices outside, and recalling the sword light and sabre shadows half a year ago, I had the illusion of being hidden in the city.

The East Gate is the main entrance of the Jinqiao Market. The security department put Liu Kunlun here as a mistake. The nineteen-year-old Liu is in the peak state of energy and physical fitness, and his figure is much stronger than those of those crooked people. His uniform is straight, which naturally brings a sense of security and trust to customers. Pickpockets are rampant in the big market. People who lose their wallets and mobile phones often report to Liu Kunlun first.

Liu Kunlun was just a security officer. He had no law enforcement power or reconnaissance power, so he could only report to the security department. The market did some things. The publicity department wrote more than a dozen words "Please take care of your property" on the wall as a reminder, that's all.

As the temperature rises, people's wallets and mobile phones are becoming more and more likely to be stolen. Pickpocketing incidents in the big market occur frequently, and there are more than a dozen cases in one morning. Section Chief Xiong can ignore it, but Liu Kunlun cannot. He feels that these thieves are humiliating his clothes.

Liu Kunlun decided to take action. He was a person who knew the rules. He found Section Chief Xiong for a report before doing things. The Security Section Chief is a real power figure in the unit. Section Chief Xiong Guangming was not at the unit most of the time, but was busy with his own affairs outside. On that day, Liu Kunlun saw Section Chief Xiong's Jetta car driving in before he went to find him.

Xiong Guangming was deeply impressed by Liu Kunlun, and knew that he was a fool who was a naughty boy, but he rarely talked, he was silent during meetings, and did not speak much with his colleagues (drinking and gambling). Therefore, he didn't look down on him very much. If it weren't for Lu Gang's relationship, he wouldn't be too lazy to pay attention to him.

After hearing Liu Kunlun's suggestion to purify pickpocketing in the market, Section Chief Xiong lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and slowly spit out the smoke, and began to educate this ignorant boy.

Section Chief Xiong said: "The thief has never stopped since ancient times. In public places, stealing is definitely indispensable. Even gods cannot eliminate this matter."

A security officer next to him came over with a thermos bottle and filled the section chief's stainless steel thermos cup with water. He made a sarcastic sentence: "Thieves also have to eat."

Liu Kunlun looked at them, then looked at the guys playing cards with their soles on their heads. They went out without saying a word, saying that they were not willing to work together, and they had nothing to say to them.

Back at the East Gate Booth, Liu Kunlun took a Jinjiang Evening News and searched for a circle but couldn't find a suitable pen. So he went to the publicity department to debit the marker. The publicity department was a department controlled by the agency. He never looked down on temporary workers like Liu Kunlun. If you want to leave it in normal times, you will be sent out in one sentence. But today, the deputy section chief * is happy to practice big characters by writing ink. Liu Ke used to be a propaganda officer of the Materials Bureau and could write art characters, but his calligraphy was almost meaningful. He practiced the most basic Yan style and was happy to write, and said, "Can you use the brush?"

The people in the publicity department laughed secretly after hearing this. Liu Ke was playing tricks, and the security department was a martial artist who could write big words that were just a big deal.

Unexpectedly, Liu Kunlun took the brush over and spread the Jinjiang Evening News in his hand, bowed and hung his wrist, and the pen was swaying. Liu Ke had a playful smile on his face. He glanced at it, his eyes were immediately hooked, his smile cooled down. Other clerks also came over to watch the fun, and there was silence in the publicity department.

The calligraphy written by Liu Kunlun is very skillful. Every stroke seems to be sharp, sharp and elegant. Liu Ke was stunned. This kid's calligraphy skills are so high that he is not sure how high he is. Could it be that he practiced with famous teachers in the Youth Palace when he was in school?

"Who are you, where did you practice big words?"* asked.

"I practiced at home, just write if I have nothing to do." Liu Kunlun replied while writing.

"Depending on your level, you have practiced a lot. Your parents support you in learning calligraphy. This thing costs a lot of money just by writing and ink and rice paper."

"If you don't spend money, use old newspapers and sewage."

*I didn't understand and asked again: "What did you say, sewage?"

"It's the black water in the stinky ditch. That thing is thicker than ink and smellier." After writing the notice, Liu Kunlun returned the brush to a confused look on his face, and left with the newspaper that had not dried ink.

A notice written in a newspaper brush was posted outside the Dongmen booth, with the following contents: The notice is strictly prohibited in the market from now on, and violators will bear the consequences! The signature is Liu Kunlun, the year, month and day of the year.

This place is the main entrance of Jinqiao Market. There are hundreds of thousands of people every day. People come and go to see this weird notice. Everyone smiled and only sighed that this man's calligraphy was well written and no one took the content seriously. Liu Kunlun didn't care what these people thought. He knew that some people took it seriously.

The real people are those thieves who make a living by pickpocketing in the big market. Although they are not the same as the pickpockets on the bus, the news is interrelated. Knowing that Liu Kunlun is a urinary person, coupled with the glorious deeds of Xiao Liu's angrily beating the Chegao Gang, they have to take this matter carefully.

The thieves unanimously agreed that it would be absolutely impossible to stop them from "doing business" in the Jinqiao Market, and the whole family had to have a meal.

Pickpockets held a meeting among the old people to discuss countermeasures. They played cards and talked. There were three portraits hanging on the wall behind them. The ancients with long skirts and big sleeves were in the center. On the left was a short-shot thief with a thief with a thief with a thief with a thief with a thief with a thief with a thief with a thief with a thief with a thief with a thief with a thief with a thief with a thief with a thief with a thief with a thief with a thief with a thief with a thief with a thief with a thief with a thief with a thief with a thief with a thief with a thief with a thief with a thief with a thief with a thief with

The thief's ancestors were hung on the walls. There was no standard certification system in this industry, and the thief was not unified. The deer-headed rat on the left was Shi Qian, the drum flea in Water Margin. Because it was blessed by the heroes of Liangshan, it was respected as the thief's ancestor. The later one on the right was Li San, a thief from the Republic of China period. He was extraordinary, had great light skills, and had the blessing of TV series of the same name. Therefore, he was also considered the leader of the thief's family. The ancient man with wide robes and big sleeves in the center was amazing. It was Dongfang Shuo in the Western Han Dynasty. Because he sneaked into the Queen Mother's Peach Garden three times to steal fairy peaches, he was a cultural person who was forcibly respected as the honorary ancestor by the thieves.

One of the unworthy descendants, the leader of the pickpocket in the big market, the guy who is known as Buddha, threw out a pair of two and cursed: "Fuck, our industry has been making a living by craftsmanship since ancient times, and the ancestors have given the food they have given. Besides, Section Chief Xiong hasn't said anything yet, so how can he be the leader!"

Another monkey threw out four 8 pieces, said, "But there is no need to worry about this kind of mad dog. Can't you afford to mess with him? Isn't it enough to do things under his nose? There are so many people in such a big market, so how can he see it alone?"

The Buddha's one-on-two did not exert his power and said angrily: "It's okay, then I have to send someone to stare at him at any time, monkey, you go."
Chapter completed!