I am Fugui

Chapter 230
"This is the capital!" Several people exclaimed.

The wide streets are paved with smooth gray slate tiles, and the pedestrians are bustling, with the accent of Kyoto constantly echoing around.

You can't see the high-rise buildings, but what you see is the precipitation of the years, the weight of history, and the foundation of the capital of a country, which makes people awe-inspiring.

There are various slogans everywhere on the walls of the street, the content is similar to that of Yunxi County, but there are many more.

Compared with the provincial capital and Yunxi County, people in the capital are more particular about their clothes. They rarely see old-fashioned clothes, and most of them are workers' and cadres' clothes.

In addition, the sound of bicycle bells can often be heard in the spacious streets, and [-] bars pass by people's envious eyes from time to time.

No, it's not just bicycles. Occasionally, a car or jeep can be seen passing by, which is enough to prove that the development of the capital is ahead of all regions.

"Is this the capital?"

Several people looked at it curiously, and there was always an indescribable feeling in their hearts.

Zhou Weimin also looked around and said with emotion: "The capital is very different from before. In the past, the streets were full of beggars, wearing ragged clothes, all of them with disheveled faces and skinny bones, without a trace of energy."

"Where is it like now, it feels like everyone walks with the wind, and there is hardly a beggar."

Without stopping at the same spot, they followed Zhou Weimin to a bus stop, and they studied the route on the stop together.

The capital should be one of the few cities with bus lines, just like a provincial capital, there is no bus at all.

Except for Zhou Weimin, the others have never worked on a bus, so the bus stop signs are naturally incomprehensible.

"Take bus 26, then turn to bus 57 at Huidemen." Zhou Weimin said after studying for a while.

He hasn't been to the capital for a long time, and needs to slowly adapt to the changes in the capital.

After a while, a bus came slowly from the bus stop. It looked no different from a car, but the number 32 was written in yellow paint around the car.

The four looked at Zhou Weimin, Zhou Weimin shrugged, "Look at what I'm doing, we're going to take the No. 26 bus, which is the No. 32 bus."

Several people nodded suddenly, turned their heads to study the bus stop sign, as if they knew how to ride the bus.

There are really not many buses in the capital. After waiting for more than half an hour, after three or four buses passed, the No. 26 bus finally came in leisurely.

There were quite a lot of people in the car, and the five of them followed the crowd and squeezed into the car, but the conductor greeted them with blank eyes, "Whatever is crowded, hurry up to reincarnate, if you can't fit in a seat, get on the next one!"

When she was talking, she was still sitting in her seat, she didn't have the slightest thought of moving, her eyes were full of impatience.

Duan Xingguo muttered: "What are you dragging, a conductor, look at her, if she becomes a leader, she must not suck the people's blood and eat the people's flesh?"

Sun Zhiwen patted him on the shoulder and gave him a thumbs up, "Second brother, what you said is level."

"That's not right. After reading so many books, I remembered a lot of things in my mind."

Tian Zhu glanced at the conductor, and said in a low voice, "The conductors of the bus in the provincial capital have the same attitude as hers, are all conductors like this?"

Finally squeezed into the bus, there must be no seats, so I could only stand, suddenly a young man in his 20s yelled: "Conductor, why do you let these people with luggage get on the bus? How can one person occupy the seats of three people?" ?”

Xu Fugui looked around him, only to realize that this person was referring to them, and each of them was carrying a wicker box, which indeed occupied a lot of space.

But hearing him say that, I felt uncomfortable immediately, and looked at him coldly.

"What are you yelling at? Try yelling at me again?" The conductor didn't get used to him, and stared at him directly.

The young man shrank his neck, not daring to say more.

The conductor came over, looked at the boxes in their hands, and looked at them again, "Are these boxes yours?"

Zhou Weimin said, "Yes, it's ours."

Listening to their foreign accents, the conductor was even more disdainful, and said lightly, "Where are you going?"

"Huide Gate."

"Five cents per person for the ticket, and ten cents per person if you have luggage."

Zhou Weimin frowned, suppressed his anger and said, "Comrade, when will the luggage be charged?"

The conductor glared, "Get off the bus if you don't have any money, why don't you give me another try?"

Zhou Weimin sneered, and asked directly: "Which department do you belong to, and what's your name? No. 26 bus, I remember."

Duan Xingguo stood up and echoed: "That's right, what's your name, even a moth like you deserves to eat from the public? You should be sent to sweep the streets."

"Second brother." Sun Zhiwen took his hand, "We are away from home, let's talk less and let the director handle it."

Facing Zhou Weimin's unkind eyes, the conductor panicked and waved his hands, "Forget it, I'll just charge you five cents, five people, a total of twenty-five cents, who will give it?"

Zhou Weimin took out a two-cent note and a five-cent note and handed them to her, and asked again, "Which department do you work for and what's your name?"

The conductor took the ticket, turned around and left with a guilty conscience, without saying a word.

Zhou Weimin is wearing a Chinese tunic suit, and with his position, he naturally has a leadership temperament. The conductor dares to show off to ordinary people, and he can only admit cowardly when he encounters hard problems.

Zhou Weimin saw her subdued, snorted coldly, and didn't ask any further questions.

After this commotion, people around couldn't help but look at them more and tried to stay away from them, especially the young man at the beginning, who tried his best to hide himself.

Duan Xingguo leaned over, "Director, it doesn't matter if she doesn't say her name. We will remember the No. 26 bus. When we get to the guest house, we will go to the Ministry of Transportation."

Zhou Weimin glanced at him, "Do you have connections in the Ministry of Transportation?"

Duan Xingguo laughed, "I thought you had it."

Zhou Weimin nodded generously, "I did, but what if I said so? As far as the nature of the conductor is concerned, at most one punishment can be given, can it still be dismissed?"

The reason why public rice bowls are called iron rice bowls is because it is extremely difficult to fire, unless it is a principled mistake.

He sighed, and said sharply: "And this kind of problem exists widely. It is useless for us to deal with one of them. It needs the big leaders above to find out the problem and solve it from the root cause."

"Don't forget the purpose of our coming to the capital. Although the capital is prosperous, you should be careful in everything you do, and endure as much as you can. It's not a big deal."

"People in the capital, especially those who eat public meals, are all arrogant, especially when they see those of us from other places, the cheap-talking ones will say a few more words."

"We don't have the same knowledge as them, and we can't lose the big because of small things. We won't be able to stay in the capital for long."

(End of this chapter)