Chapter 1: The Youngest Director of Security Preservation

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  The sun is high in the sky, and it's sweltering on this summer day.

  This weather is so hot that even the lazy village dog is lying under the tree shade with its tongue hanging out, from the beginning of the village to the end, not a single soul can be seen, let alone people.

  Luo Fei wore a straw hat, with his sleeves rolled up and his pants legs rolled up, wearing a pair of slippers, pedaling hard on his bicycle to rush to Shibaicun.

  Underfoot stumbling and struggling, but in mouth gnashing teeth and cursing.

  "After this matter is settled, even if you kill me, I won't work for that son of a bitch director who only brings losses and no benefits."

  He actually doesn't like to use foul language, but after serving as the head of security for half a year, he can't help but be influenced by some of it.

  Half an hour ago, the village committee informed him that two major surnames in Shibao Village were on the verge of a mass brawl over a missing ox, with nearly half of the villagers, young and old, gathering together armed. Two or three hundred people were facing off, this was no small matter, if things got out of hand, it could lead to loss of life. As the director of public security, he naturally had a responsibility to intervene. Rushing over at this moment was to stabilize the situation before the town police station arrived. It's said that Director Zhu Yueming is personally leading a team to rush here?

  It's quite impressive that he got the title of Director of Comprehensive Treatment and Prevention. The town government, in response to the national call for cultivating young cadres at the grassroots level, appointed a village director who had just graduated from university last year.

  The whole Shitai Village was in an uproar, and it was all because of this newly appointed director surnamed Su.

  The Shípái Village has two big surnames, Sū and Luò, which have always been at odds with each other. With the Sū surname as the village head, how can the Luò surname endure?

  Your Su family has talented people, don't we have any in the Luo family? You have university graduates, and so do we. You're the village head, shouldn't the position of security director be left for someone from the Luo family?

  Finally, under the suggestion of Lao Zhi Shu, the officials in the town started to play a balancing act. As long as you two families don't make trouble, it's fine for the Luo family to recommend someone to be the head of the security committee.

  Actually, there were several other young people from the Luo family who had just returned from serving in the army and were more qualified than him. However, at a critical moment, Luo Fei's father took two good cigarettes and some mountain goods to visit Old Branch Secretary's home secretly one evening.

  At just 23 years old, having just graduated from university, Luo Fei became the youngest director of security and protection in Shípái Village's history.

  Being a village official is not Luo Fei's pursuit, if he can do some decent things in the government office, it would be okay, but now, without connections, wanting to take this path is simply a luxury.

  But he doesn't reject this small official position either, at least it's something to do and not just staying at home relying on his family. After graduating from university, there are two reasons why he didn't stay in the city but chose to return to his hometown. Firstly, he has a very special hobby that requires him to come back and ask for guidance from an elder for a period of time. It's also because of this hobby that during his school days, he was once regarded as a weirdo by his classmates, and didn't even have a girlfriend.

  Another reason is that Dad is getting older, and it's not too lonely for him to stay at home by himself. After all these years of waiting with bated breath for him to grow up, he really can't bear to leave him alone at home.

  As for why Dad was so insistent on letting him go to this security director, he turned a blind eye instead. The old man has always had his own ideas and may have been thinking of something else in his heart. Of course, he also had some small thoughts himself.

  Lao Zhi Shu had a long talk with Luo Fei on the day he took office. It was nothing more than exhortations and emphasis, such as "a bowl of water should be carried evenly" and so on. Finally, he emphasized meaningfully that he also made the same demands on the newly appointed village director. You are in charge of law and order, and you are in charge of production, both of which are my left and right arms, serving the people, and must unite with each other!

  No wonder he is the leader at the lowest level of the country, deeply understanding the art of leadership!

  After taking office, he finally realized that this security director was not a job for humans. The Luo and Su families were quarreling every three days, and having a big fight every five days. At the slightest provocation, they would start fighting. No matter how he mediated, the Luos would accuse him of being biased towards outsiders, while the Sus would accuse him of favoring his own kin. He was like Zhu Bajie looking in the mirror - not a human being inside or out!

  Having been in office for less than half a year, I have already developed a deep-seated occupational phobia. As soon as I hear someone speaking loudly outside or see three to five people gathering together, my heart starts racing with fear. No wonder the old branch secretary used to take on multiple roles.

  From a distance, I saw a group of people gathered together on the empty ground in front, shouting and scolding each other. The Su and Luo families stood on opposite sides, clearly divided. Each person glared at the others with anger in their eyes, as if they were looking at the murderer of their father.

  Lu Fei's heart skipped a beat, secretly calling out "good, good".

  Alright, hoes, short rods, dung forks... everything that can be turned out at home is put to use. The whole scene is like an ancient battlefield.

  Jumping off the car, he didn't even have time to catch his breath. He wiped the sweat from his face and threw his bicycle aside, then rushed over to Luo Fei.

  At this moment, Village Director Su Xiaopeng stood between the two families and loudly persuaded: "Fellow villagers, calm down, listen to me..."

  Although what he said was sincere and to the point, his dry mouth and tongue could not compare with those robust men who worked in the vineyard all day. Before he had even finished speaking, his words were drowned out by the shouting of the crowd.

  Lao Zhi Shu Lin Guangyi also arrived at the scene at some point, but he didn't say a word, standing on the side with a cold gaze. It's unclear whether he was watching Su Xiaopeng solve the problem or looking at those indignant villagers.

  The Lin family in Shibaicun is not a big surname, but Lao Lin's book is a real self-defense counterattack. In the village, it is also a loud and clear elder. When speaking, one word can be worth nine, and few people in the village do not sell accounts. Over the years, this has been a treasure that balances the two major surnames of Su and Luo in the town. At this moment, an unusual bystander is puzzling.

  What made him even more perplexed was that next to the old branch book, there was a young and beautiful girl accompanying it. She was actually tilting her head to one side, looking at the commotion with great interest. The girl's age was similar to his, with fair skin. Her upper body wore a purple tank top, showcasing her slender neck and white skin in a delicate manner. Her lower body had an ultra-short denim shorts, with her long legs standing upright, without any visible seams. She wore a pair of pure white sneakers on her feet. From head to toe, she exuded a fashionable aura. The kind of pure vitality that was particularly prominent on her made it clear at a glance that she was from the big city, making people feel ashamed of themselves.

  "Villagers, everyone quiet down, let's discuss this matter properly..."

  "What's going on now? What a load of nonsense."

  Luo Fei couldn't help but smile to himself. The two of them were the only university students in Shitai Village for many years, and there was a bit of a Yu Liang-style romance between them. He greatly admired the strong scholarly aura about Su Xiaopeng. But where should he look? In his opinion, since you've come to this village to be a village official, you have to get used to the rustic air on the villagers' bodies. At the right time, chat with them and tell some off-color jokes; this will make them think you're one of them.

  Luo Fei made the greatest progress in half a year as the director of the security department, which is that he can now swear. This is the biggest difference between being the director of the security department and the village director.

  He turned his head and looked around, saw a broken basin not far away, rushed over, picked up the basin with one hand, and hit it hard with a wooden stick several times.

  Bang! Bang! Bang!

  The sound of the basin hitting the ear shocked the villagers on the ground, and they suddenly fell silent.

  Luo Fei walked solemnly to the middle of the two groups and arrived at Su Xiaopeng's side.

  "You're all damn idle, on such a hot day you guys aren't tired, but I'm exhausted." Luo Fei shouted loudly.

  As soon as the words came out, they immediately triggered a backlash.

  "This kid, how dare he speak to his elders like that? He used to be so polite to everyone he met, but after being the head of the neighborhood committee for just half a year, he's become like this?" The person with the surname Luo was fed up. There were many people here who were his seniors, and even those from five generations ago were considered part of the same family.

  "Since his mother ran off with someone else, this kid Luo has become more and more unmanageable." Someone from the Su family chimed in to mock him.

  Luo Fei's face suddenly turned gloomy, his eyes scanning the crowd like electricity, hoping to find the person who had just spoken. A temporary solution to appease these old men's anger flashed through his mind.

  "What's the point?" A sarcastic voice came from the crowd, "This is what happens when you don't have a mother since childhood. Poor Old Luo, he raised him with all his might, and now that he's graduated from college, he slinks back home with his tail between his legs. What an idiot..."

  "Su Zhihuan, you damn well better repeat that?" Lu Fei suddenly became furious and rushed forward, grabbing a young man of similar age to him from the crowd of Su's family.

  What he can't tolerate the most is others mentioning his father, and when he was young, he didn't hesitate to fight with others for these reasons. Because in his heart, his father is absolutely the most sacred and inviolable person, not allowing anyone to insult or belittle him.

  Caught by Luo Fei, Su Zhi couldn't help but feel a twinge of cowardice. This kid may have graduated from university, but he's not as weak as Su Xiaopeng. However, seeing that everyone around him was his own kin, he plucked up the courage and said with a raised neck: "I've said it, what can you do about it?"

  "Want to try saying that again?" Luo Fei's eyes widened, his expression ferocious.

  "Are you looking for a fight? Let go of me first!" Su Zhi shouted back without showing any weakness.

  "What's the point of saying it again?"

  "Let go first, then I'll talk."

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  The two men refused to back down and started a verbal fight, but neither of them made the first move. Su Zhi didn't dare make a move because Luo Fei was still wearing his police hat, and although he wasn't a high-ranking officer, he could easily report directly to the town police station. If this kid wanted to play dirty, he could find an excuse to accuse him of something like gambling and have him locked up for a few days, which would be unbearable.

  However, as a result, the situation of the two major surnames quarreling to the point of no reconciliation has eased somewhat. Instead, many people began to advise the two young people playing "I'll kill you with my eyes" to calm down.

  Anyway, Luo Fei was still a small village official after all.

  Not far away, the girl next to Lao Zhi Shu, who had been tilting her head and watching the commotion with relish, was laughing so hard that she was bent at the waist and kept rubbing her belly.

  "Grandfather Wu, are these two people your carefully selected successors?" The girl curled her lips.

  "How is it?" Old Branch Secretary narrowed his eyes.

  The girl shook her head with a weird expression: "Not good, let's talk about that security director first. He's still in college, what kind of quality is this? Originally came to mediate, but before even mediating, he started fighting with others himself? It's like pouring oil on fire."

  "College students are human too. This is called flexibility, do you know? " Old Branch Book smiled, a pair of dim old eyes, measuring Luo Fei's expression was more and more pleasing to the eye. When he first returned from retirement, he was even more polite than Su Xiaopeng. But in the eyes of the villagers, you became a strange person, with no common language with them. How can others cooperate with your work?

  Grassroots work is the most difficult, especially when encountering those who have not read many books. Sometimes talking sense can be counterproductive.

  "Come on, just fight already! Two grown men actually started arguing with each other in a nagging way, it's hilarious." The girl said disdainfully.

  "Lin Shuang, look at our village director!" Lao Zhi Shu was also trying hard to suppress his smile.

  "Polite and courteous." Lin Shuang put away her smile, "However, it seems that his set doesn't work on these people?"

  "It's not just that it's not good to use." Lao Zhi Shu's face showed a hint of a smile, pointing at the large group of people in front, and let out a sigh. "You didn't see, did you? The villagers who were shouting and yelling earlier are now all busy trying to mediate?"

  Lin Shuang was stunned for a moment, and only then did she realize that the tense atmosphere that had been on the verge of erupting earlier seemed to have eased up a lot.

  Lao Zhi Shu muttered to himself: "This Su is really blind, and he's actually got some skills. It took him half a year of hard work to turn that bookworm into a useful person."

  "Who is Su Mangzi? And who is Bookworm?" Lin Shuang felt very curious and somewhat couldn't understand Fifth Grandfather's meaning.

  With a sharp siren sound, two police cars came speeding from a distance.

  "The director of the police station, Zhu, has arrived." The old branch secretary was quite depressed. They always appeared very punctually when things were about to be resolved. Based on his many years of experience in handling matters between the Su and Luo families, with the arrival of the police, things might become even more troublesome.