Chapter IX Records of Wealth Collection

As mentioned last time, Wang Tui couldn't help but be surprised when he saw so much money, and he was a little stunned that he was a little stunned when he saw that there was not as much money in the bank's vault as there was here. I really didn't expect that with him every day, he would be able to hide from the fact that he had accumulated so much ill-gotten wealth. Wen Wen looked at the pile of money, with a peaceful expression and a very enjoyable look. He lingered for another five minutes before turning off the lights and leaving.

The security door rang heavily, waited for a while, made sure that he was really leaving, Wang Tui fell to the ground, he was really tired, moved his wrist, leaned on the pile of money and rested for a while, picked up the blanket and stretched out his hand to touch, all were bundles of money. My God, the money is stacked almost as high as the windowsill, who gave him so much money, there are a number of big enterprises in the county, there are no such rich, he is full of doubts, just know that he is greedy, I didn't expect to be so greedy.

Touching and touching, he touched a suitcase, paused, gently lifted the blanket, a dark red suitcase pressed on a stack of money, casually flicked the switch, the box opened, opened, a pile of yellow things were dazzling, it was a box full of gold nuggets, as well as dozens of gold watches and more than a dozen gold chains. Looking a little dazzled, the mood is rippling, I can't help but pick up a gold watch and put it on my wrist to try, it feels good, I want to take it off, and a little reluctant, or wear it for a while, it's also enjoyable, I have long wanted a fully automatic gold watch. However, what about more than 100,000 yuan, only more than 300 yuan a month, where can I afford it?

He put his watch to his ear and listened, and the sound of the hands running was crisp and intoxicating. After playing with it for a while, I took it off and put the watch inside, closed the box again, covered the blanket as it was, and looked back and forth, so as not to be seen as if it had been moved.

How much money must be there, he wants to count, how to count it. What should I do, go and report the case? It's not appropriate, but Ying County is covering the sky with one hand, and if he doesn't get it right, not only will he not be able to bring him down, but he is likely to startle the snake, and if he transfers this dirty money, it will be troublesome to find it again. Try to return the money, but who to pay it back, these masters who sent the money must not be good birds, they are all looted people's fat and people's ointment, and they are all the people's hard-earned money.

How to deal with this, he was worried, too much. What to do?" he thought, coming out of the balcony and looking at the house again. The house is not very big, three bedrooms, but the bedrooms are very small, just a dozen square meters. There was nothing in the living room except a half-worn sofa, and it looked empty, and there was nothing in the kitchen, and there was a layer of ash on the countertop. It seems that he rarely comes on weekdays. Warm bought to hide money, this place I am afraid even the family does not know.

This old greedy child, he is thrifty on weekdays, reluctant to eat and reluctant to spend, many times when he goes to his house in the morning, he is clear water noodles and salted white radish strips, and he is a reward for purse and eggs. However, he is still a good person at home, although the outer clothes are shiny, the underwear inside is patched, especially the socks he wears, and the back heels are patched and patched. Secretary Wen often wears socks with patches, in Yingxian County, this is a thing that everyone knows, and he is very close to the masses, to visit the village, if he encounters a meal, people keep him, stay real, he does not leave, take off his clothes, eat around the table, green onions dipped in noodle sauce, he likes this bite the most, eating the big oil cakes made by others, taking a green onion, stained with noodle sauce, and seeing the fragrance of eating.

There is a habit of eating on the kang in the north, as soon as he takes off his shoes, he sits on the kang of others, wearing socks with patches and is not afraid of people's jokes, and he is not too dirty, and he also drinks very fragrant with a big black bowl and a bowl of sweet potato porridge.

Therefore, his pro-people are well-known in Ying County, and even the number in the region has been registered, and it has also spread to the province, and that year he went to the province to hold a meeting of model workers, and at the report meeting on his deeds, especially when it comes to this section, the applause is endless.

Listen to his own words, he was also born in a poor family, when he was twelve years old, his father did not spit out a mouthful of phlegm because of tuberculosis, and he suffocated to death, and his mother took three brothers and sisters to the mountains to ask for food, and gave his twelve-year-old sister to others as a child daughter-in-law for the sake of that bag of dried sweet potatoes. For this reason, the mother wanted to cry every day, crying so that her eyes could not see, and she went after two years, leaving the two brothers to depend on each other, and the fifteen-year-old brother earned a bowl of rice for him to eat by doing long-term work for the landlord in the village, who knew that one day he was arrested and never met again. He became an orphan in the village, relying on the east family to beg for a mouthful, and the west family to give a mouthful to live.

When he was sixteen years old, the village came*, he had a way to live, followed the rent reduction and interest reduction to eat, and then followed the team, and went south and north for more than ten years, until after the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea, he came back, originally he was going to stay in the army, because he was illiterate, he couldn't do anything, and automatically asked to return to the village professionally.

He returned to his hometown with honor, and donated all the hundreds of yuan of transfer fees to the village, and the villagers trusted him and elected him as the village head, and then became the secretary of the village branch, step by step.

Originally, his consciousness was very high, he went to the countryside to inspect the work, he paid for it, and he was fair and selfless in his work. He didn't give people a look as soon as he entered the door. They said goodbye and haven't left the gate yet. The watermelon flew out of the wall and shattered.

Since then, no one dares to ask him to do things, and no one dares to give him gifts, and everyone calls him Bao Gong behind his back.

However, after a few years of reform and opening up, he has slowly changed, since he prostituted once, since he accepted the first money, he feels that most of his life has been in vain, a small contractor has lived so chic, with fine clothes and food, and beautiful women. And I have worked hard all my life, and I almost lost my life several times, and I still live in such poverty.

In particular, the people under his command have all been promoted, and even his former secretary has become a regional leader, and he has come down to inspect the work and show off his might, although he is also respectful of himself. However, his mood is very unbalanced, in terms of qualifications, he is much older than them, when Lao Tzu was desperate on the battlefield, they were just little children with two green dragons hanging under their noses. And now, they have become their own superiors, and they have followed their butts in turn, looking at their faces, why is this because they are illiterate? What is wrong with the illiterate, without the thousands of people fighting bayonets on the battlefield like themselves, can they fight this republic, can they have the stable and harmonious society they are now, and can they have their arrogance?

Hmph, he was on fire, holding his breath, getting drunk, and going to the executive office to make a big noise. No one pursued him for anything, and the commissioner of the Executive Department personally sent him back.

However, his mind has changed drastically, and he has also begun to pursue enjoyment. Because, he knows, if he doesn't enjoy it anymore, he will retire in a few years, but there will be nothing left.

Now, others still think of you highly, if you retreat, who will pay attention to you if you offend so many people on weekdays.

Wang Tui saw him thoroughly, and he had the heart to help him but couldn't do it, he was very suspicious and didn't trust anyone. Especially these days, he has clearly become wary of himself. Good advice can be hard to swallow. Especially now, he can't listen to these words, and it will backfire if he doesn't get it right, and he suspects that he has discovered something about him. How many years have you had to collect so much money, if you don't see it with your own eyes, you won't believe anything. It should be said that his appetite has been open for two or three years, and the money is built up by the guillotine, as if he has seen the noose on the guillotine.

No, I have to help him if I say anything, and it's also a reward for his kindness. Thinking, he searched carefully in the room, a few old plastic leather books on the sofa caught his attention, opened it to see, the crooked words on it, at first glance it is a warm font, there are many circles on the book, that is the words that can't be written with circles, in the end, what it means, only he understands.

However, the names of the people on it are clear, and they are all big and small leaders in the county. This is a record of bribes given to him. Oh my God, if something happened that day, it's ironclad proof, and I don't know if he's smart or stupid. Wang Tui rummaged through a few books, and he suddenly had an idea......

Revised at 14:31 a.m. on March 13, 2012