Chapter Five Hundred and Sixty-Seven [Come and Don't Go Indecent! 】

evening.

It's not even seven o'clock.

At home, Dong Xuebin and his mother sat for dinner with an unbearable expression on their faces. There was nothing to say during the meal, and Dong Xuebin took poisonous dishes with a sullen face.

"Xiao Bin, what's wrong?"

"…fine."

"You're okay with that look? Who messed with you again?"

"An old guy named Chu Qinghua, he doesn't know what his surname is!"

"Swear again, don't be so stubborn, you'll be anxious whenever anyone wants to." "It's not that I'm anxious." Dong Xuebin patted his chopsticks and said, "The central inspection team is here, and I kindly reminded him, Chu Qinghua, and let him They made preparations as soon as possible, but what about him? He didn't even say thank you after he found out. Not only did he not appreciate it, he even hung up the phone on me! He gave me a face! Did I fucking remind you wrong?"

Za Xiaoping frowned upon hearing this, "Is there such a person?"

"More than this time, at a wedding banquet a few days ago, he Chu Qinghua's son got married. If he didn't invite me, I wouldn't say it. I happened to pass by the door, so I went in with one of my cadres to congratulate him, hey, I Give him face, congratulate him. Guess what happened to him? He actually played tricks behind my back. I didn't know the name of the restaurant's dish and asked the restaurant to serve a piece of tofu dregs. I was offended by the district chief. If I didn't feel that something was wrong later, I really don't know that it was Chu Qinghua's ghost. What do you call this person? What do you call this? The fuck is standing on my head. Shit! It's still three and five times!"

Za Xiaoping stopped talking.

Dong Xuebin's patience is also limited. Once, twice, three times, Chu Qinghua's actions finally made Dong Xuebin go crazy!

Go to your uncle!

Are you not arrogant? Don't you fuck me behind your back?

Okay, Chu Qinghua! Let you know who I am Dong Xuebin today!

After dinner, Dong Xuebin went back to the bedroom, opened the laptop he brought, connected to the Internet, and searched quickly. Dong Xuebin needs to find a breakthrough. Don't you know that Qinghua is bound to win the title of this model unit for respecting the elderly? Okay, come and don't go indecent, then I'll fuck you! I want to see if your Ping'an Street Office can pass the test of the Central Inspection Team!

One minute……

five minutes…

ten minutes……

Dong Xuebin tapped the keyboard cracklingly,

Luan Xiaoping also had nothing to do, so she cleaned up the house for her son, wiped here and there.

"Son, don't you want the newspapers in the closet?"

"Which number?"

"Yo, it's been a few months since New Year's passed."

"No, it should be the secretary who took office. He didn't clean up."

"Hey, this news, Ping'an Street? Nursing home? Xiaobin, come and see.

Dong Xuebin blinked, put down the mouse, got up and walked to the living room, "What's wrong?" After speaking, he took the Fenzhou Daily from his mother.

On the third edition, there was a big headline, "Whose Responsibility is the Lost Elderly in Nursing Homes".

What was reported in the news is a community nursing home run by Ping'an Street, Nanshan District. This newspaper has been working for four or five months. The accident happened earlier. At the end of last year, a local resident named Su Xiaochun sent his mother to the hospital. When she went to a nearby nursing home, her mother had Alzheimer's disease. After she went in, Su Xiaochun repeatedly told the hospital, but on the third day, Su Xiaochun's mother disappeared from the nursing home and she called the police. Unable to find it, Su Xiaochun later found the community nursing home in Ping'an Street and asked for compensation.

After reading the news, Za Xiaoping became unhappy, "I know to shirk responsibility! What kind of nursing home is this?"

Dong Xuebin also agreed with his mother's words, thinking that your Ping'an Street Office will set up such a nursing home? Are you still fighting for a model unit for respecting the elderly? Model ass!

He returned to the house with the newspaper, raised his hand and called Su Jia.

"Hello, Xuebin?"

"Sister Su, are you still in the unit? There is something."

"Hehe, I'm working overtime today, tell the office, tell me."

"I have a copy of your Fenzhou Daily here on January 7. There is a news on it that I want to check." Dong Xuebin hung up the phone as soon as he explained the specific situation.

After a while, Su Jia's number called back and asked the matter clearly.

It's been half a year, and Su Xiaochun's mother still can't be found. It seems that the nursing home only lost 10,000 yuan symbolically, but it's too little, not even the most basic sincerity, listen. They said that the hospital did not admit that it was their fault at all, and only said that the 10,000 yuan went out of humanitarian aid. As a result, Su Xiaochun's family seemed to make trouble several times, and it was not clear after that.

"Do you have Su Xiaochun's contact number?"

"Yes." Su Jia read through the filing materials.

Miss, thank you. "

Dong Xuebin clicked on the string of phone numbers with his hand, thinking that this is it, then flipped through the phone book to use his mind, and finally called Guo Panwei, whom he trusted more.

"Panwei, I, help me with something."

"If you have something to do, make sure to complete the task!" Guo Panwei's tone was as respectful as usual.

Dong Xuebin listened very comfortably, and immediately explained the matter in detail, and repeatedly explained, how, how, and so on.

Half past seven in the evening.

Ping'an Street, a residential building in Meizhuang Community.

Su Xiaochun, who is in her forties, is watching TV with her husband in the house. Her mother has been missing for more than half a year. Since then, there has been no smile in the family. Su Xiaochun always regrets sending her mother to the nursing home. I have been letting my mother stay at home to live with them, and this will not happen again.

The bell rang, the house phone rang.

Su Xiaochun reached out and took it, "Hello."

A man's voice came from the other end, "Hello, is this Ms. Su Xiaochun Su?"

"Who are you?"

"I'm a reporter from the Nanqi Morning Post. I want to conduct a telephone interview with you. Can I delay you for a few minutes?"

"Reporter? What's the matter?"

"That's it, I heard that the matter of your mother's disappearance has not been resolved yet? Meizhuang Nursing Home has not told you anything? But recently, the inspection team of the central model unit for the elderly has come down, and the Ping An Street Office has been nominated for the model unit of respecting the elderly. What do you think about this matter?"

"What?" Su Xiaochun exploded upon hearing this, "They still want to be a model unit for respecting the elderly? My mother hasn't found it yet! Not yet!!"

Her lover looked over, "Xiaochun, what's the matter?"

Sun Xiaochun hung up the phone angrily, "Here comes the leader of the central government! This time you have to tell me something!"