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Liao Wanyu got off the train and had a creepy feeling, as if she was being stared at in the dark. She told this to Lin Keji, who reassured her not to think too much, but turned her head and told the four people who came with her to be cautious.

Bai Lang and Chen Bingyi got off the train long before entering the city, and Lin Keji was not worried about their lives or deaths, after all, this matter had little to do with him.

Therefore, when Liao Wanyu talked about being uneasy, he thought that there should be some reasons for this.

Tang Tingou's state was not as bad as Liao Wanyu imagined, although he was not in good spirits, and his eyes were a little cloudy and sloppy because of lack of sleep, but his consciousness was still very clear when he spoke.

When talking about the three companies in Luzhou, the old man also lectured Liao Wanyu a few words, and in the end, in order not to make the master angry, she had to agree to take the things down.

Tang Tingou was very clear about his physical condition, and the people he wanted to see now had arrived, although he was very tired, he was in a hurry to finish some words.

He had been kicked out of the room except for Lin Keji, and the old man, who was thin and bonely, sat on the head of the bed, and raised his hand to a place in the bedroom.

"Go ahead...... Put the carpet under the table...... Lift it open, and the contents ...... If...... When I'm gone, you'll be in charge. ”

The secret of his little life was in that notebook, and although he knew that Lin Keji did not have any party affiliation, he believed that he could make the right decision.

According to Tang Ting'ou's guidance, Lin Keji took out a palm-sized notebook in the dark compartment under the carpet, and then he put the carpet and table back in place as if they had never been moved.

"Uncle, what is this?" Lin Keji didn't open it directly, his intuition made him not want to open this book.

"I ...... Know that your faith ...... It's you. But ......" he was so weak that he couldn't help coughing when he said this.

Lin Keji took the glass of water and fed Tang Tingou one by one.

"What's in this...... I hope you can take a look. He took a long breath, "After that, if you want to burn it, burn it." If...... Ahem...... If there is someone who can reassure you, you can also entrust it to someone else. ”

Lin Keji grabbed Tang Tingou's hand, "Uncle, don't worry, I will handle it properly." ”

Tang Tingou nodded with relief, he didn't have any relatives anymore, Lin Keji was the only person he completely trusted and could entrust.

When Lin Keji came out of the bedroom, his face was as usual, as if nothing had happened to take things from the dark compartment, Liao Wanyu heard the sound of the door closing and ran to look, and when she heard that she was asleep, she also breathed a sigh of relief.

The doctor had been waiting in the reception room on the first floor for a while, and now that Lin Keji had finally come out, everyone went to see Dr. Yang, who had been living in Tang's house for the past few months, to treat Tang Tingou.

Dr. Yang was a Russian, and he spoke English with a strong accent, and Lin Keji was the only one who could fully understand what he was saying.

Therefore, he is not only responsible for asking questions, but also acting as a translator after getting the answers.

According to the doctor's meaning, Tang Tingou conservatively estimated that it would not last for ten or fifteen days. Liao Wanyu's eyes were red after hearing this, and she chased and asked if there was no other way?

The Russian touched his beard and muttered a lot, and Lin Keji pondered for a while before translating with Liao Wanyu.

"There are ways to continue life, but the symptoms are not cured. If you use it, no one knows how long you can keep it. Maybe a month, maybe three months. ”

"What's that?" Even if it is a symptom but not a cure, Liao Wanyu still wants to work hard. Tang Tingou has no children and no daughters, she is taken care of by him, and it is appropriate to do some filial piety. They are not short of money, and they can afford to use medicine, no matter how expensive it is.

Link let out a sigh, "Morphine. ”

As soon as she heard this word, Liao Wanyu was stunned at first, and when she reacted, it was as if her throat had been stalked. She knows that this thing will be addictive, but isn't it also used to relieve pain?

"Because it's a lung problem, my uncle won't breathe a single time, and it will hurt a lot." But Tang Tingou never said anything about this matter, not only did he not say it himself, but he even asked the doctor not to do it.

The reason why he couldn't sleep was not because of coughing, but more because he would be woken up by himself.

Liao Wanyu wanted to say that it would be medicated, but she thought that Tang Tingou had been hiding it for so long, obviously knowing that he could use painkillers, but he had never said it himself, did it mean that he didn't want to use it?

She shook her head, even if she was leaving, she hoped that the master would leave comfortably. But this is just her idea, in the final analysis, neither she nor Zhang Dingyun has the right to decide, this matter ultimately depends on Lin Keji's meaning.

Several people discussed it again, and finally decided to inject Tang Tingou in small doses to alleviate his pain.

After dinner, Lin Keji went back to the guest room, and the little notebook he took out during the day had been carried with him all day, and it was not until this moment that he had time to look through it.

He sat on a small single sofa chair next to the bed in the guest room, pulled the lamp that had been placed at the head of the bed, and flipped through the pages one by one.

The second hand of the interstitial clock in the guest room "clicked", and Lin Keji watched it for nearly four hours.

The small book recorded some things in Tang Tingou's ten years, and he saw his youth full of passion and hope, and this passion was gradually worn out by waiting in time, and in the end, he was a little confused.

He was confused and didn't know when he would be contacted by his superiors, and he didn't know how long he would be lurking as a businessman.

All his wealth was ready to be given to the organization, but he was never contacted again.

A passion was consumed after endless waiting.

As he grew older, he even stopped writing new records, and the last word stopped seven years ago.

Lin Keji looked at the notepad in his hand with mixed feelings, and his first thought was to burn it.

Even he couldn't believe that Tang Tingou actually ...... It's a spy of the Japanese.

This incident should be regarded as if it never happened, otherwise even if Zhang Dingyun can accept it, Liao Wanyu must be disappointed.

The master she admires should be a patriotic businessman who has donated millions of charitable funds to the country, not a sleeper spy who has been forgotten and lost contact with the organization for some reason.

Satirize. This was the only feeling Lin Keji had at this time.

There was a knock on the door, Lin Keji gently closed the notebook in his hand, and heard that it was Liao Wanyu who came to deliver sweet soup, so he stuffed the notebook under his pillow, thinking that he would put it in his suitcase later.

When he opened the door, he saw a blue and white porcelain cup with a lid on Liao Wanyu's wooden tray, and her eyes were a little swollen because she had cried several times during the day, so he took the tray with both hands and told her to rest early.

Liao Wanyu agreed, and went to give Zhang Dingyun another copy, and then went back to her room.

She couldn't sleep, so she could only find something to think about randomly, there were documents sent by Zhou Pinghai on the table today, and she turned on the dim tungsten bulb table lamp, forcing herself to concentrate on reading line by line.

There are several factories that want to apply for loans, because they are doing industry, so the amount is very large, Zhou Pinghai is not good at making decisions, so he will temporarily delay the matter, and now that she is back, it is natural to solve it.

The data investigation department of several factories prepared in detail, and Liao Wanyu looked at them one by one, and already had a judgment in her heart.

But three to five million is not a small amount, even if there is collateral, it is not worth this price, so if she wants to safely lend the money to the boss who comes to apply for an industrial loan, in addition to the mortgage of land or factory property, she has a new idea.

She is a bank, the most important thing is the accountant and custodian, if you can send your own accountant to the factory to supervise the factory's material receipt and cash receipts and disbursement, then once the problem is found, Datong Shanghai will be the first to know.

Although this will definitely offend people, it can ensure the normal use and recovery of the loan. Effectively reduce "bad debts" and "bad debts".

Early the next morning, she saw that Tang Tingou was in good shape, so she hurried up to go to Datonghu's office and explained her thoughts to Zhou Pinghai in detail.

Zhou Pinghai was a little worried at first, they are a bank, and interpersonal contacts are indispensable. This kind of offending rule made him somewhat embarrassed.

"I guess many people won't agree to escrow accounts like this."

Liao Wanyu was very resolute, "They didn't agree, I think they were not in a hurry to ask for this money, and the factory could still barely operate." In that case, it's okay if we don't lend them money, right? Besides, rather than offending a few people, I would rather ensure the interests of all our depositors in Chase Shanghai. ”

Listening to her words, Zhou Pinghai was silent for a moment, and then thought about it, "Don't worry, I will work hard to maintain the relationship." Only by safeguarding the interests of banks can depositors feel at ease. ”

The two then discussed some more details of the execution, and before they could finish speaking, there was a knock on the office door.

Liao Wanyu called in and found that the person who came was a business director who temporarily replaced Zhou Pinghai in the lobby to receive customer consultations, and she was holding a red invitation in her hand, saying that it was sent by Rong Zongyao of the Rong family.

Liao Wanyu took the invitation and opened it to look at it, frowning slightly. The news of her return to Shanghai was not widely publicized, it was nothing more than that the people of the Tang family knew that she had only arrived at the office this morning, and the invitation from the Rong family had arrived, which really made her suspect that someone in Datong Shanghai had handed over the news.

Although her itinerary is not confidential, if she can tell the Rong family her itinerary today, it is difficult to guarantee that no other news will be leaked tomorrow.

Liao Wanyu snapped and closed the big red gilded invitation in her hand, and instructed the business director to go out and answer the invitation to the person who sent the post, while thinking about how to secretly investigate who it was, and it was close to the Rong family.