"Lan Xianggong, after staring at it for a few days, that rotten boy is just wandering around when he gets out of school, or he is going back to 'Baozhu Coconut Rice'. I didn't see any suspicious people waiting to meet him. ”

The staff of Jin Ju Book House were a little embarrassed, after all, Mr. Lu's secretary asked them to do a favor and sent a few big laces, but there was nothing in the end, and it felt like a silver dollar for nothing.

"No?"

"Nope."

The employees who were watching shook their heads again and again, "Those who have touched their heads, some know, some don't know, we all went to inquire, either killing fish or selling cockles......"

"Hmm...... I know. ”

Lan Caishi didn't blame anything, stalking this kind of thing, it was the best to be able to keep an eye on, but if he didn't star, it was just bad luck, and several employees of Chong Jinju Book House nodded, "With your help, it's hard." ”

"That'...... Lan Xianggong, do you still want to keep an eye on it? ”

"Forget it, I was just trying my luck."

Waving his hand, Lan Caishi sighed in his heart, he couldn't waste too much time on stalking.

If you can't find "Mr. Nanhaijiao" in ten days and half a month, you don't have to fish for this extra money.

All new books and new articles are very time-grabbing.

Lan Caishi guessed in his heart that he was probably the rotten boy named Wang Jiao, who knew that the people in Jinju Book House wanted "Concierge Qin Dalang", so he thought about profiting from it.

Sitting on the ground and starting the price, the basic operation of the rotten boy is just that.

"Alas......"

sighed again, Lan Caishi, who was a little entangled, wondered if it was okay, but when he went to the official residence of the Killing Dragon Port Administration to eat at noon, he met a fat man from Heishui in the cafeteria.

This bastard reads novels while eating, and laughs extremely cheaply while eating, and the big shorts that were originally loose have become a little too small in public......

"Damn, it's hard! How else can you do that?! Go back to the Ice House Street to be cool, order a tender old girl to chat together, and discuss it to get it! ”

Lan Caishi was also speechless, thinking that there are still such people in the canteen of the official residence of this bank?

What made him even more speechless was that no one dared to stop this fat man.

In the entire cafeteria, this fat man was wearing a white vest, and then the vest rolled upwards, revealing a big belly that was even more exaggerated than ten months pregnant.

The two hairy legs are split left and right, and the flip-flops on the feet are crooked and oblique, in short, they are not stepped on properly.

After a little inquiry, Lan Caishi learned that this fat man from Heishui was a full-fledged electrical engineer in the Third Ministry of Industry, and his salary and allowance were different from those of the Kill Longgang Administration.

Even if this goods are hacked to death outside, ordinary civil law cannot control him, and because of the special status of the Ministry of Third Industry, this goods can only be arrested by secret courts or military courts.

After knowing that the identity of this fat man from Heishui was a bit special, Lan Caishi didn't plan to talk too much, anyway, he was not the person who signed it, but just the private secretary of Tortoise Meng, the shareholder of Jinju Bookstore.

Just eating good things, when he took the plate to the kitchen table, he glanced at what the fat man was looking at, and he was immediately shocked.

Wait a minute?!

"Concierge Qin Dalang"?!

Or brand new content?!

"I'm dripping mom~ What posture is this? This and this, and again, oh, this is really ......"

The fat man slapped the table suddenly, and the whole person stood up majestically, and the big shorts on his body were also quite high-spirited!

"Old cow! Old Cow—"

"It's coming! Here it comes! Liu Gong, what do Liu Gong command? ”

"Aside from Ice House Street, where else is there to play?"

The fat man raised his chin, and in front of the public, he wanted to inquire about the entertainment club where he could go to the fire.

"Liu Gong, the chick on Bingwu Street is very smart......"

"Stop, can I go there? Isn't it to discredit the unit when I went? Clean, secluded, no one knows, no fuss! ”

The staff in the apron was a little embarrassed, after all, his colleagues and superiors were staring at him.

Gritting his teeth, Lao Niu lowered his voice and said to the fat man: "Liu Gong, half-open door...... Is it done? ”

"Widow?"

The fat man's eyes lit up, and that was called a place.

The old cow nodded lightly, and then said "um".

"Lead the way!"

"Liu, Liu Gong, I, I'm going to work, and I have to trim the gate ...... in the afternoon."

"Trim your eggs and walk! I happen to have an idea of multi-functional garden tongs, and I want to discuss with an experienced old gardener, isn't it a coincidence, go, lead the way, and go to research and development! ”

“……”

"To go or not to go? After delaying the research and development, Lao Tzu has to write a report to the Third Ministry of Industry, and I will write it truthfully when the time comes. ”

"Liu, Liu Gong, no, it's not ......"

"It's not your mother's head, lead the way! R&D matters! ”

“……”

was pushed by Liu Che on the shoulder, Lao Niu was speechless, and walked out very embarrassed, but fortunately, the team leader and the director of the logistics department gave encouraging eyes on the side, and Lao Niu breathed a sigh of relief.

At the very least, there will be no wage deductions.

This excitement attracted all the eyes in the cafeteria, but Lan Caishi saw this, and took advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention to it, and touched the manuscript that Liu Che left on the dining table.

On the way back to Jinju Bookstore, Lan Caishi only read two pages, and then shouted: "Stop!" Don't go to the bookstore first, go back to the hotel first. ”

"Yes."

The carriage turned around and went straight to the Shaxian Hotel, the designated hospitality hotel where Tortoise Meng stayed.

When he arrived at the Shaxian Hotel, Lan Caishi immediately bowed down and got out of the carriage, and the hotel front desk saw this and hurriedly greeted him: "Secretary Lan, you are ......?"

"Stomach, stomach, I'll go back to the room first!"

"Oh, Secretary Lan doesn't need to ......"

"No, no, I'm just making it easier, making it easier......"

Soon, Lan Caishi, who was hunched, took the key and returned to his room, and after a while, he heard the sound of flushing the toilet in the toilet of the room.

"Hoo ......"

Lan Caishi, who had dried his hands with a towel, let out a long breath, and then lay down a little lazily on the sofa in the room, and on the coffee table in front of him, there were still pages of the manuscript of "Concierge Qin Dalang".

"This...... Trick me! ”

There is no doubt that in Lan Caishi's view, Wang Jiao, a rotten boy, clearly intends to get more votes.

Wang Jiao, the author of "Mr. Nanhaijiao", can not only be found, but also has a high probability of being able to make an appointment with "Mr. Nanhaijiao".

"This kid is very clever, he doesn't scatter eagles when he doesn't see rabbits."

Sighing, Lan Caishi was a little unwilling, but it was impossible to really kill Wang Jiao with one shot, thinking about it, Lan Caishi was a little moved: "Do you really want to give that rotten boy 800 yuan?" ”

If you grit your teeth and add a few more coastal cities along the river, maybe it's no problem to multiply it several times.

"Sleep with your dog! Eight hundred is eight hundred! ”

Lan Caishi, who was very unhappy, even scolded his hometown, but he still decided to find Wang Jiao and talk to him directly.