Lin Xiaojin was also surprised. Because he couldn't tell what was going on with this file bag, he felt that it was bulging inside, and it obviously contained a lot of things.

So, Lin Xiaojin put down the dishes and chopsticks, took advantage of Lin Guoqiang's inattention, and took the file bag. He said in a fake way: "Dad, what's in this bag?" Without waiting for Lin Guoqiang to answer, he had already loosened the thread around the mouth of the file bag. He put his eyes on the mouth of the bag and glanced inside.

Looking at this, Lin Xiaojin suddenly felt a little stupid, there was obviously a lot of money in it, much more than fifteen thousand. He froze there and stopped talking.

At this time, Liu Cuilan snatched the bag with one hand and reproached: "What's wrong with these two today, a file bag can still contain a grenade in it! While speaking, Liu Cuilan had already turned the file bag upside down, wanting to pour out the contents to take a look.

"Plop puff puff pull ......", with several "plops", stacks of "Grandpa Mao" fell directly onto the table. Because the table was small, two stacks fell directly to the floor. Fortunately, the money is bundled, otherwise it would really be flying all over the sky.

Liu Cuilan was stunned for a moment, and her hand holding the file bag did not put it down for a long time. The whole person was motionless, his eyes staring directly at the stacks of hundred-dollar bills. So much money was packed in an ordinary kraft paper bag, and she was dumped on the table as garbage, which was too unexpected for Liu Cuilan. She opened her mouth wide and didn't close it for a long time.

Lin Guoqiang, who was sitting opposite, was no less surprised than Liu Cuilan. He also knew that there must be a lot of money in it, not to mention twenty or thirty thousand. But he never took it apart. Now in front of him, stacks upon top of each other, all over the table and on the floor, how can he, a laid-off poor worker, not be frightened.

And Lin Xiaojin was actually even more surprised. What about the "fifteen thousand" that he said, how did it become so much? Lin Xiaojin hurriedly picked up the money on the ground and counted it over and over again. Actually, it's not difficult to count at all, there are six stacks of money, each stack should be 10,000, a total of 60,000.

The three people at the dinner table didn't know what was going on with the money.

Now there is only one person who knows this money - that is Zhao Yiming, the street director.

It turned out that when Zhao Yiming came out of the People's Armed Forces Department, he figured out one thing - he felt that Wu Debiao patted him on the shoulder and reminded him of the few words, which clearly told him - if you want to send money, you can give it to Lin Guoqiang.

A few days ago, Zhao Yiming saw with his own eyes that Wu Debiao had helped Lin Guoqiang for no reason, and helped Lin Guoqiang waive the production fee of 10,000 yuan for signboards and roller shutters.

Today, when he was holding a red envelope to give to Wu Debiao, Wu Debiao talked about it again and right - not to say whether to accept the red envelope or not, but to remind him and let him take care of Lin Guoqiang. Zhao Yiming looked at all this before and after, and completely figured it out - Lin Guoqiang was Wu Debiao's "agent" who specially received gifts.

Those corrupt officials and corrupt officials, in order not to be discovered when receiving gifts, often make the giver turn around and send the gift to a seemingly unrelated person. In this way, the bribery of corrupt officials is tightly covered. And these so-called "unrelated" people are called "gift receiving agents".

"Figured out" this, Zhao Yiming felt that everything was logical. He hurriedly opened the large envelope given to him by Wu Debiao and counted it, it was exactly 30,000. At this time, he "understood" again - Wu Debiao was clearly making an offer, reminding him that if he wanted to send 30,000 yuan.

So, Zhao Yiming went to the bank to withdraw 10,000 yuan, and together with the 20,000 red envelopes he originally prepared, a total of 30,000 yuan was taken out. Add the original 30,000 to 60,000. 60,000 yuan is a lot, and Wu Debiao's big envelope obviously can't fit anymore, so he went to the office to find a brown paper file bag.

This is the cause and effect of the 60,000 yuan poured out of this kraft paper file bag.

But Lin Xiaojin didn't know what was going on, obviously he gave Wu Debiao 15,000, why did he turn his hand twice and quadruple it? He asked Lin Guoqiang in surprise: "Dad, where did this money come from?"

Lin Guoqiang came back to his senses a little at this time, and he said with a wry smile: "This money was given to me by Director Zhao of the street." ”

"Why?" Liu Cuilan said with wide eyes.

Lin Guoqiang smiled bitterly: "Director Zhao said that I was a laid-off 'difficult person'. In addition, he knew that my dad was going to have surgery. Therefore, at about four o'clock this afternoon, he personally sent me the money for this file bag, and I did not need to sign and sign it. ”

Liu Cuilan was even more puzzled: "No, the current policy is so good? The government is so rich? If we are short of money, they will send us money?"

Lin Xiaojin also understood that the money was indeed sent by Zhao Yiming, which was obviously completely consistent with the plan Wu Debiao said. And the extra 45,000, Lin Xiaojin estimated that Wu Debiao and Old Man Liu must have stuffed it in. No wonder, a small envelope was replaced by a file bag.

Lin Xiaojin thought to himself, since Old Man Liu insisted on sending it, it was not good for me to refuse. It is important to have surgery on my grandfather now, and as for the extra money, it is not too late to pay it back to him when I have money in the future, so I will treat it as a loan. Pity Zhao Yiming's 30,000 yuan, patted Lin Xiaojin's feet, and Lin Xiaojin, who was patted on the back, didn't think about Zhao Yiming at all.

Lin Xiaojin persuaded Lin Guoqiang: "Hey, this is a good thing. Isn't it good for the government to give us money? Besides, whether we are 'poor people' or not, it is true that grandpa has no money for surgery. Now that you have money, let's get grandpa hospitalized first. ”

Lin Guoqiang gritted his teeth, slapped the table and said, "That's right! It doesn't matter if he is 'difficult' or 'not difficult'." My dad is going to have surgery, and he is 40,000 yuan short. Now that all this money is on our own dinner table, how can there be any reason not to use it? Even if we are labeled as 'corrupt and bribery' at that time, we will admit it!"

Liu Cuilan couldn't help but tease: "You...... If you have a heart to be corrupt, you don't have the right to be corrupt? I don't know if anyone who doesn't have a good eye will give you a 'bribe'. ”

"Hahahaha!" the family of three burst out laughing.

So, the family finished dinner happily and decided to take grandpa to the city tomorrow to be hospitalized.

……

At ten o'clock in the evening, Lin Xiaojin's long-awaited Jade Rabbit beauty appeared.

Lin Xiaojin was a little excited when he saw the Jade Rabbit's eyebrows now. Because every time she comes, it means that she is one step closer to the success of the "God of Wealth Commissioner".