Tao Wutian's original idea was very simple, since Nan Zeyu had a problem, then find the evidence of his crime and expose him. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Yang Xiao has feelings of admiration and admiration for Nan Zeyu, but Tao Wutian is not, and he does not have the kind of worries that he will not be able to get along if he offends Nan Zeyu.

Yang Xiao used the intention of wine to tell Tao Wutian what he knew. But at that time, he didn't have any direct evidence against Nan Zeyu, so Tao Wutian thought of going to the archives to have a look.

Tao Wutian has a rough appearance, but his heart is very delicate. Early the next morning, he did not rush into action, but inquired first. He was pleased to find that the person on duty in the archives management office that day was Lao Bian, and he immediately had an idea in his heart.

Lao Bian is not old, in fact, he is a few years younger than Tao Wutian, just because he has extremely dark skin, thin and dry, and looks like an old farmer who has been exposed to wind and sun, so everyone calls him "Lao Bian".

Lao Bian has been in charge of file management since he entered the county bureau. He had a good relationship with Tao Wutian, because he once asked Tao Wutian to help him handle the "agricultural to non-farming" for his wife's household registration, and Tao Wutian happened to have a comrade-in-arms who was in charge of relevant work in the Personnel Bureau. Tao Wutian saw that Lao Bian was a sincere person, so he did a favor and helped him. Since then, Lao Bian has always been very grateful to Tao Wutian.

Tao Wutian walked into the archives and knocked lightly on the open door, "What about the next lottery?"

Lao Bian raised his head in a panic, "Huh?" He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that it was Tao Wutian, "No, Section Chief Tao is making fun of me again." ”

Tao Wutian walked to his desk, "I see that your head is so low, you are so fascinated, it's not a lottery ticket, what is it?"

Lao Bian smiled bitterly, "I'm looking at the information for the driver's license test." ”

Tao Wutian had already heard others mention this before, but he still pretended not to know and asked, "Hey, don't you have a driver's license?"

"Show it to my lover. "Lao Bian is a little embarrassed," she co-opened a fruit shop and wanted to learn to drive. I had no problem sparring, but she still had to take exams. There was a helpless expression on his black and yellow face, "My lover is not highly educated, and he can't remember what he teaches." ”

"Well, that's it. Tao Wutian laughed and said, "You're looking for me." ”

"I'm sorry to trouble you all the time. Lao Bian was speaking from the heart, and his face seemed to be a little red. After saying this, as if he suddenly remembered something, he stood up and said, "You sit down, I'll pour you tea." ”

"No, no. Tao Wutian hurriedly waved his hand, "I'll leave in a while, just come over to see you." ”

"Ah, that's right. Lao Bian seemed relieved, but a little disappointed.

Tao Wutian looked at him funny: "Your wife took the C photo, right?"

"Well, no matter how high she is, she can't pass the test. ”

Tao Wutian glanced at the closed door of the archives, "I suddenly remembered, I want to check something, you open the door and I'll take a look." ”

"What does Chief Tao want to investigate? I'll help you. Lao Bian said enthusiastically.

"Little things, I also remembered them suddenly. Tao Wutian said casually, "By the way, did your wife apply for a driving school?"

"Not yet, I'm worried, my family helped contact one, but it won't be until the second half of the year to have an empty car, and I can't line up." ”

"That's easy to do. Tao Wutian grinned, "You wait for me." ”

He walked down the hallway and dialed the phone. A minute later, he returned to the archives, "Lao Bian, it's solved, I've already sent you a message with the phone number." ”

"Huh?" Lao Bian was still a little confused.

"I contacted your wife with a driving school, and she can start practicing this afternoon. This master is very good, very patient, and the students he leads have a high pass rate. ”

Lao Bian was surprised and delighted, he stood up gratefully, "Chief Tao......"

"Little things. Tao Wutian patted him, "What are you still doing in a daze? Go find your wife, practice one day earlier, learn one day earlier!"

Lao Bian was so excited that he didn't know what to say.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you, no charge. With that, Tao Wutian walked to the door, pretending to leave.

"How can this work?" Lao Bian panicked and hurriedly rushed over, "Absolutely not!"

"Hey, don't you treat me as a friend? Don't grind with me about this matter, okay?" Tao Wutian looked disapproving, "It's you, why don't you set off yet?"

Lao Bian kept saying grateful words such as "thank you" and "sorry for causing you trouble" while starting to pack his things.

"Hey, don't lock the door yet, I haven't checked anything yet. Tao Wutian saw that he was in a hurry to leave, so he hurriedly said.

"Then ......" Lao Bian looked at Tao Wutian and then at the archives.

"Give me the key, I'll lock the door when I'm done. I'll come early tomorrow, and I'll give you the key. Tao Wutian walked to Lao Bian's desk and touched the pot of bamboo on his desk.

"Uh......" Lao Bian hesitated, "It's going to be fine, right?"

Tao Wutian couldn't laugh or cry, "Are you still afraid that I will steal those rags?" he pouted, "It's not a rare thing to give me for nothing." ”

Lao Bian thought for a few seconds, "Okay, listen to you." He took the keys to the archives and office from the keychain and handed them to Tao Wutian, "You must give it to me tomorrow." ”

"Don't worry. Tao Wutian smiled and pushed the other party. When Lao Bian left, he quickly locked the door of the office.

Tao Wutian didn't have much effort to find Han Nuowei's transcript. As Yang Xiao described, there were indeed two kinds of handwriting on the transcript, as well as Han Nuowei's signature and fingerprints.

Tao Wutian couldn't tell from his handwriting when Nan Zeyu added the question, he thought for a while and put the notebook in his pocket.

The various evidence papers in the archives are so vast that it is difficult for Lao Bian to find that there is a small book missing, not to mention that this is still a case that has been closed, and under normal circumstances, no one will go through and check the relevant materials.

Tao Wutian quietly took the small notebook out of the archives. His plan at that time was to hide the notebook first, and then ask Yang Xiao if he had any other secrets. If Yang Xiao had nothing to say, he would find an opportunity to "knock" Nan Zeyu, anyway, he had incriminating evidence in his hand, and he was not afraid that Nan Zeyu would not bow his head.

However, he didn't expect that Nan Zeyu would strike first.

Afterwards, Tao Wutian received condolences and commendations from the city leaders, and even inexplicably got a "third-class merit". But he knew in his heart that it was because Han Mengchang was characterized as a murderous gangster, and he lost his legs, so he had this honor.

On the day the medal was delivered, Tao Wutian didn't have the courage to open the small red box at all. From the day he chose to seal his notebook and remain silent, his glorious and righteous career as a police officer was over.

Wan Guohou quietly listened to Tao Wutian tell the past, gently stroking the cover of the notebook from time to time.

When Tao Wutian finally said that he was tired, he sighed tiredly, "I once thought about becoming religious. He looked at Wan Guohou and smiled bitterly, "But I gave up later, and my false confession is meaningless." ”

"If your confession comes from the depths of your soul, it is not meaningless. "Even if you don't get forgive, at least you don't deceive your heart." ”

Tao Wutian was silent for a while, "Don't come to see me again." ”

Wan Guohou raised his eyebrows in surprise, but did not speak.

"I don't want to see you again, it's as simple as that. Tao Wutian said slowly.

"Don't you want me to teach you how to carve?"

"No, I'll figure it out myself. Tao Wutian's eyes were a little sad, "I'm very happy to see you again, but it's also very uncomfortable." ”

"You're a good cop. Wan Guohou stood up and said with a solemn expression, "It has always been." ”

"But I'm not a good person. Tao Wutian slid his wheelchair, moved to the side of the door, and opened the door, "So, I'm going to ask you out." ”

Wan Guohou put the notebook into the inner pocket of his suit, "Okay, then I'll take my leave." When he reached the door, he suddenly stopped, "You said that the gift that will only be given to me in a few months, can I refuse it?"

A desolate smile appeared on Tao Wutian's aging face, "I'm afraid not." ”

A trace of sadness flashed in Wan Guohou's eyes, "I respect your wishes. He turned around and bowed deeply to Tao Wutian, "Uncle Tian, take care." ”

Wan Guohou left the building quickly, he felt a little breathless, although every step of revenge was in his plan, but when it was actually carried out, it was a different feeling.

The seeds of revenge took root in his heart, sprouted, and then grew like a virus. When revenge became the whole of his life, he could no longer escape the curse that was like a stigma.

A dandelion suddenly floated over, and it fluttered and fluttered, and landed on Wan Guohou's suit. He dusted off his clothes lightly and sighed in his heart, "What's the difference between us and dandelions? It seems to be free, but in fact it can't help itself." ”

After entering the hall, Wan Guohou remembered that he had forgotten to call T3. As soon as he took out his mobile phone, an unpleasant voice sounded behind him, "Master Hou!"

Yu Jingbo trotted all the way over, "Master Hou!" he ran to Wan Guohou and said with a smile, "You gave me another surprise today." ”

When Wan Guohou heard this, he guessed that the other party should not know that he had seen Tao Wutian. He relaxed slightly, revealing a reserved smile, "Dean Yu." ”

"Master Hou, if you give me such a surprise next time, I will have a heart attack. Yu Jingbo laughed, as if he felt that he had a special sense of humor.

Wan Guohou squeezed out laughter from between his teeth, and the "hehe" sound closer to "hum." But Yu Jingbo didn't realize it, he regarded Wan Guohou's frequent visits to the good family as a kind of luck - the good family can attract the God of Wealth to invest.

"Where would you like me to take you on a tour today?" asked Yu Jingbo earnestly.

"Let's go to your office and sit down. Wan Guohou was not interested in visiting, so he said perfunctorily.

"Okay, please, please. ”

Yu Jingbo's office is decorated with a sense of science and technology, which forms a strong contrast with the warm lobby: the pure black walls and ceiling exude an air of reason and indifference, and the silver-white floor has a metallic texture. Two round holes were cleverly embedded in the armrests on both sides of the space gray sofa, which Wan Guohou recognized as a hidden sound.

"Your office looks like something out of a science fiction movie. Wan Guohou said with a smile.

"My family is actually like this, my wife always says that my decoration taste is weird, and I can't expect to be praised by the Hou Ye. Yu Jingbo folded his hands, very proud. He turned around and opened a low cabinet, "What kind of tea do you want to drink? ”

Wan Guohou said casually: "No, I'll stay for a while and leave, so I won't waste your good tea." ”

Yu Jingbo was stunned, he saw that Wan Guohou didn't look polite, so he said a little sneeringly: "Oh, then listen to you." ”

Wan Guohou walked to a wall. There are a number of irregular metal shelves on the walls, and some trophies and medals won by the good family are placed on the shelves.

"Is PPP a Public-Private-Partnership?" Wan Guohou asked after looking at it for a while.

"Well, it's public-private partnerships. Yu Jingbo didn't understand Wan Guohou's words, but he pretended to understand what the other party meant, "The good family is the PPP model." ”

"I see. Wan Guohou blinked, "PPP is generally for public welfare, right?"

Yu Jingbo rubbed his glasses, "What do you say?" he pondered the words, "In principle, it is a new financing model, of course, in the early stage, we mainly consider social significance, public service, not the pursuit of profit." He racked his brains to describe it, and at the same time paid close attention to Wan Guohou's expression.

"In this way, the good family is completely public welfare?" Wan Guohou was surprised to owe his body, "You actually gave up the opportunity to make a profit and bowed down to the people's livelihood. Wan Guohou nodded, "From this point of view, Dean Yu, you are really a model for dealing with the world, with noble conduct and dedication to the public." ”

"Ugh. Yu Jingbo said with an embarrassed expression, "I don't mean to say that I have completely given up on making profits, after all, I still have so many employees to support." ”

"But. Wan Guohou pretended to be confused, "It seems that the promotional materials I saw at the front desk of the good family are also written 'non-profit'?" His eyes widened, "Could it be that your subordinates were negligent in their duties and printed the materials wrong? This is too hateful." ”

Yu Jingbo bit his lip and decided to speak more clearly, "Master Hou, you are British. ”

"Huh?"

"You may not understand that some of the measures in our country are complex and cannot be described in one or two words. ”

"Really?" Wan Guohou looked at him suspiciously, then shrugged, "That would be unfortunate. He walked over to the couch and sat down, "I was a little curious about nursing homes in China, and I was thinking about whether to open a nursing home in China." ”

"No, no, no, you're mistaken. Yu Jingbo hurriedly explained, "You can still make money." He straightened his spine, "Of course, it depends on who runs it." There are also people who spend a lot of money, but in the end it is miserable. ”

"So, what about you?" Wan Guohou's question seemed to play into Yu Jingbo's heart, and the latter immediately laughed.

"Master Hou, if it was to discuss other industries, I might not be able to interject, but when it comes to making nursing homes profitable, I haven't seen anyone who is qualified to be my competitor. For the first time, Yu Jingbo showed an arrogant look in front of Wan Guohou.