Zheng Weimin saw Accountant Ma squatting down and bending over, looking very struggling, and quickly reached out to help him take the box, the wooden box is not big, it is full of dust, and the red paint on the surface has been worn out.

Zheng Weimin's family also has a similar dressing box, but her mother Tian Lamei has long been gone, and now it is specially used to put some needles, threads, brains and miscellaneous small things.

Seeing that Accountant Ma stood up, Zheng Weimin saw that he was covered with dust, so he quickly asked Accountant Ma to turn around and use his free hand to help him pat off the dust on his back.

"Officer Zheng, this is all the accounts in the village since I became the village accountant." Accountant Ma took the wooden box handed over by Zheng Weimin, and whispered: "There are three sets of these accounts, one is external, for the inspection of the superiors, the accounts are very round, there is no problem at all, and two sets are primitive, one is in the hands of the village party secretary Lai Baolin, put it in the drawer of his office, I have a key, when there are accounts, after I do the accounts, put them in his drawer, and keep them by him. ”

Accountant Ma's tone trembled a little, Zheng Weimin knew that he was nervous, and comforted: "Accountant Ma, don't have any worries, I will absolutely guarantee the safety of you and your aunt, as long as you know the secret or have the retained certificates, just sue me and leave it to me, as long as you give the branch secretary Lai Baolin and the village director Li Ergou, I promise to make the people of Niubei Village live a good life." ”

Regarding Zheng Weimin's ability, accountant Ma Jinshui has no doubts that he can let his daughter find a job and have an iron relationship with Dong Mingyi, the assistant of President Hua, which proves that Zheng Weimin is definitely not an ordinary person.

"Officer Zheng, this box is not safe for me to put here, if I am not wrong, Lai Baolin will definitely call someone to come to my house to search, he seems to be able to feel that I have left a hand, now, I will hand over the account book to you along with the box, you must keep it well." Accountant Ma solemnly handed the box to Zheng Weimin's hand, and the expression on his face seemed to be much more relaxed.

Zheng Weimin nodded solemnly, took it with both hands, originally he wanted to open the account book and ask Accountant Ma to explain the situation in the account to himself, but after thinking about it, he still forgot it, because it was a few account books, and it was not something that could be explained clearly in a while.

Besides, he was a company commander in the company, and all the expenses and accounts of the company had to be approved and reviewed by him.

With these ledgers in hand, Zheng Weimin already has the bottom in his heart, as long as he gets rid of Zhang Maosong, secretary of the town party committee, it is only a matter of time before he takes down the two village tyrants in Niubei Village.

Zheng Weimin thanked Accountant Ma, rode a motorcycle back to the grass house, thinking that these account books are precious, no matter what, they must be kept well, and there can be no mistakes, otherwise, it will bring great trouble to himself and Ma Accountant, he carefully observed in and around the grass house, and suddenly thought of a wonderful way to hide.

When the weather was a little darker, I went out quietly, looked around carefully, and saw that there was no one around, so I walked out in the dark with the wooden box.

Zheng Weimin walked halfway, and suddenly thought that he hadn't read the accounts yet, so he quickly turned back to the grass house, then turned on the light, closed the door, took out seven or eight account books from the wooden box, and looked at them carefully one by one.

Zheng Weimin didn't expect that in recent years, Lai Baolin, the party secretary, and Li Ergou, the village director, and Zhang Maofa, the secretary of the town party committee, have joined forces to embezzle all kinds of funds to benefit farmers issued by the agricultural departments and financial departments of so many countries, provinces, cities and counties at all levels.

Zheng Weimin couldn't wait to immediately send these account books to the county discipline inspection department, and immediately bring these grassroots moths to justice, but after thinking about it, he felt that this method was a little inappropriate, after all, the county magistrate Qiao Dongping had not yet grasped the situation, and the leaders of the discipline inspection department did not buy the account of the county magistrate Qiao Dongping.

Besides, Zhang Maosong, Secretary of the Party Committee of Yuling Town, is a member of the Standing Committee of the County Party Committee and a confidant of Qin Shouguo, the executive deputy county magistrate.

Therefore, the account book is not in case of success, and it cannot be handed over to unreliable people casually, and the account book is poked out, needless to say, the branch secretary Lai Baolin knows that it is provided by Accountant Ma, and at that time, once Lai Baolin retaliates against Accountant Ma, I am afraid that he will harm Accountant Ma's family, and his good intentions are not good, and he will definitely be condemned by his conscience.

Zheng Weimin knows that the relationship in the officialdom is complicated, and the struggle is extremely severe, and he must think twice before acting.

Zheng Weimin read the account book, and after knowing the illegal accounts, he put the account book into the box again, turned off the light, and walked out of the grass house with the box again.

Zheng Weimin hid the box, thinking that this was a secret credential, and he would not take it out until a certain time, so let it be hidden in this secret place first, thinking of this place, it is estimated that no one would think of it, there should be no problem.

Hiding the account book, Zheng Weimin returned to the grass house, turned on the lamp, took off his leather shoes, picked up a copy of Mo Yan's novel "Feng Ru Fat Buttocks" next to the pillow and read it, although Mo Yan's details are a bit too much, it looks verbose, but in this boring countryside, it is still quite good to pass the loneliness, I didn't expect Zheng Weimin to be more and more fascinated by it, seeing the wonderful plot or sentence, he patted his thigh excitedly, thinking that Mo Yan is really a master of language, Liao Liao wrote a character image alive with a few strokes, This kind of skill is really not comparable to ordinary Internet writers.

Just when Zheng Weimin saw the happy place, suddenly, Zheng Weimin's mobile phone next to the pillow rang, Zheng Weimin saw his watch, it was already eight o'clock in the evening, thinking about this time, who would call him, the first thing he thought of was Xu Lin and Qiao Xiaolan, thinking of these two big beauties, I just left today and thought about myself again, it seems that my charm is really amazing.

Zheng Weimin picked up his mobile phone, quickly sat up from the bed, looked at the caller ID, was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes turned green in surprise.

The person who called him was Wang Hu, the driver of the town mayor Cao Penghai, who was a secret line arranged by the town government when he came to Niubei Village, specifically to monitor Zhang Maosong, the secretary of the town party committee.

Seeing Wang Hu calling at this time, Zheng Weimin knew that Wang Hu must have an important situation report, so he quickly connected the phone and asked, "Xiao Wang, I haven't been in touch for a few days, is the situation in the town okay?" ”

"Director Zheng, is it convenient for you to speak now?" Wang Hu asked anxiously on the other end of the phone.

Zheng Weimin nodded, quickly lowered his voice, and whispered: "Convenient, Xiao Wang, what do you say?" As soon as Zheng Weimin heard it, he knew that it must be about Zhang Maosong, secretary of the town party committee.