CHAPTER 224: CHAPTER 109: TIME FLIES_2

News headline: [Train Chief Zhang leaps from the fifth floor, kills four non-human creatures!]

Because it’s a small workshop’s wild news, not only does it report quickly, but it dares to expose explosive material, and it even includes a photo of Zhang Feng.

Moreover, Zhang Feng has appeared on TV a few times over the years and is considered a public figure.

So this small workshop isn’t a severe violation.

It’s just that this young apprentice arrived on this train just a month ago.

And he always thought that ’The Legend of Zhang Feng’ was just a rumor.

But now, there is not only news online, but also some live cellphone videos.

He believed it.

"Can’t be considered an expert." Zhang Feng pointed to the rag in the bucket next to him, seeing his admiring look, "If you want to learn, I’ll teach you a few defensive moves.

But you can’t let your master clean the train every day.

He’s old, doing the apprentice’s work and teaching you with dedication, boy, show some heart."

"Sure, sure..." He nodded quickly, looking excited.

"I’ll take it as you agreed." Zhang Feng took a drag of his cigarette, "Then go to the restaurant to get some soap powder and start cleaning.

If I don’t tell you to stop, and you dare stop.

Go wherever, you’re not welcome on my train.

Let me tell you, on this train, I call the shots, even if we’re not in the same department, I can easily reassign you."

"Yes! Chief! I’ll clean right now!" He felt a jolt in his heart and ran out to fetch water.

At this time, Old Zhao saw him leave and smiled at Zhang Feng, saying: "Thank you Chief for helping me vent, normally I can’t out-talk him, didn’t expect Chief to scare him in one go!

I’ve never seen him so put down before."

"You give it a rest." Zhang Feng shook his head, comfortably leaning on a small chair, looking at the snowflakes outside the window,

"It’s not about scaring, it’s just that I have a quirk, when I see friends upset, I like to step in and say something."

...

Woo woo~

Another four years.

The old green trains are becoming rarer.

This winter.

Early in the morning, the weather is dry and cold, no snow.

Zhang Feng, whose face already has wrinkles, wore a conductor’s uniform with a ’Little Panda Patch’ on the waist.

Though the wrinkles on his face could be smoothed out by vibration.

But Zhang Feng likes this trace of time, experiencing the aging of humanity, the changes of seasons.

Click—

He came to the cockpit.

Old Zhao still arrived earlier than Zhang Feng but wasn’t cleaning the train; he was playing on his phone.

Zhang Feng glanced at him, seeing him wearing reading glasses, smiled, "Hey, you, clicking here and there, can you figure out how to use a smartphone?"

"Hmm?" Old Zhao lowered his reading glasses to his nose, looked at Zhang Feng, "Wow! Chief, you got on the train silently, suddenly speaking, you scared Old Zhao!"

"It’s okay, if you got scared sick, I can cure you." Zhang Feng pointed at his phone, "When did you buy a new phone?"

"My kid bought it for me half a month ago." Old Zhao laughed, "Now that I’ve figured it out a bit, I dared to bring it out."

"Then use the new phone to send a message to get your young apprentice to the station cafeteria to bring some dumplings." Zhang Feng took out a cigarette, "I saw they were making them over there, but I don’t want to queue or cut in line, so just stand there dumbfounded."

"Not commanding the young police officer now?" Old Zhao tapped the keypad, sent a message, "Well, he’s almost forty now, he should start taking apprentices."

"Let’s not talk about him, he’s still young." Zhang Feng took out his thermos cup from his pocket, "After this year, you’ll be fifty-eight.

Are you planning to work until sixty, or retire after the new year?"

"Taking a break at home is still a break, I’ll work until sixty." Old Zhao continued tapping keys, "Besides, my young apprentice still hasn’t learned well, I need to guide him more.

Even retiring, I still want to be on the train."

"You’ve got an anxious life." Zhang Feng shook his head, "Can’t say anything, do as you like, want what you want."

Speaking of which.

Ring ring, Zhang Feng’s phone rang.

Looked, it was Director Fang from the provincial bureau, Old Fang.

He’s been promoted again.

"Hello?" Zhang Feng answered, "What’s up early in the morning?"

"Chief!" Old Fang, probably used to lecturing people every day as a leader, his voice was a bit hoarse, "Just now, a friend of mine from another province saw Boss Long, I’ll send you the address."

Saying that, he sent some information to Zhang Feng via the chat app.

Zhang Feng skimmed it, "Thanks, Old Fang, I’ll treat you to a drink when I return."

"No drinking, no drinking." Old Fang shook his head, "Recently got high blood pressure from the reckless newbies on the team, I’m afraid if I drink some, I’ll go over directly."

"Then I’ll prescribe you some medicine, and you can drink." Zhang Feng said jokingly and then earnestly, "You’re aging, take care.

If you’re not busy these days, go to my old head there, I taught a disciple who studied medicine, although he’s far from me, he’s got some skills.

Let him prescribe some medicine first.

Alright, let’s leave it at that, talk later."

Without waiting for Old Fang to respond, he hung up directly.

Meanwhile, Zhang Feng turned to see Old Zhao still typing,

"Forget it, I see you haven’t figured out typing. Seriously, can’t you just make a call? Why do you have to follow trends, use chat apps?

I really admire your stubbornness, damn, we’re all old men, can’t you be as straightforward as me?"

After saying this, Zhang Feng waved his hand, put the thermos back in his pocket, got off the train directly, "Not eating, not eating, and also let the young police officers know, I’m off the train today, tell them to be mindful."

’Mindful of what?’ Old Zhao was puzzled, ’I reckon whether you’re there or not, it’s all the same, isn’t it?’

...

After leaving the train, arriving on the platform.

Zhang Feng glanced slightly and went to the bullet train heading to the Southwest Province.