Chapter 171 Mr. Bookkeeper

Li Hongfan didn't know when, and the clothes behind him were soaked with sweat. 9; A chill rose from the soles of his feet and gradually spread throughout his body. In front of Chen Baichuan, he didn't dare to reveal other thoughts, but tried his best to calm his mind, for fear of being seen out.

Maybe I'm overthinking...... Li Hongfan comforted himself weakly, he glanced deeply at the young man in the seat, and it happened that Chen Baichuan turned his gaze to this side, looking at each other, Chen Baichuan had a smile in his eyes.

This flashing smile shocked Li Hongfan's heart. In front of that person's spies, Chen Baichuan did not hesitate to use a counterplot against Huang Shilong.

Could it be that this young man calculated well and let himself fall into such a difficult situation to ride a tiger, so as to better control himself?

"Li Hongfan, you said that Mr. Ledger, who has a high degree of arithmetic, can he be in this Governor's Mansion at this moment?"

When Li Hongfan heard Chen Baichuan suddenly speak, he suddenly detached himself from his thoughts, and hurriedly replied: "I am here, the dog is in the account room at this time, so I will bring him here, and please wait for some time." ”

Chen Baichuan couldn't find an entry point because of the next thing, and suddenly he was free. When Li Hongfan's soul flew out of the sky, he remembered Li Hongfan's dog he had just talked about. Anyway, if you have nothing to do, it's good to explore the reality of this so-called talent.

It's a pity that he is a dignified household book, but he has to work hard for a possible talent. [.cc There are almost all the books I want to read.,It's much more stable and faster than the general station.,There's no ads in the whole text.] Chen Baichuan was sad for a while, and he probably had to wait until his first school was established before he could really say goodbye to this situation where talents were hard to find. After all, what he needs is not a poor scholar who is familiar with the classics, but a miscellaneous talent who is proficient in all kinds of miscellaneous studies that are despised by readers.

What others present, after all, is whitewashed. Chen Baichuan wanted to see how the arithmetic wizard in Li Hongfan's mouth was living in the account room at this time.

Chen Baichuan got up from the chair and said, "No need, anyway, I have nothing to do now, and it will take some time for Lord Huang to expel the maid and clean up the mansion, so I will go to the account room with you to have a look." ”

Li Hongfan could only nod yes, with his status and status, he had no choice but to walk in front and take the new master to his son's account office.

It is said that his son is very withdrawn, and he likes to paint with a brush all day long, and he also likes to hold a ruler to measure everywhere. After a long time, he probably didn't know anything about dealing with people, but now that Lord Chen is a surprise inspection, he can't remind him first, so he can only hope that he won't say anything offensive to Lord Chen.

The Governor's Mansion is not very spacious, at least not as good as the Chen Mansion. After rounding a few places, we came to the entrance of the account room.

Li Hongfan, as the "dogleg" of Panyan's attachment, spared no effort to introduce this place to Chen Baichuan: "My lord, this is where the Governor's Mansion handles affairs. The people in each room have different duties, and the narrower one in front of us is the account room where the dog is located. ”

Looking around, Chen Baichuan didn't find anything special, the place where the Governor's Mansion handled affairs was a row of rooms in the final analysis, and the affairs of the entire Daling Province were handled in such an ordinary place.

There is nothing worth paying attention to here, and Chen Baichuan's original purpose was only for the bookkeeper, he turned his head and said to Li Hongfan, who was following him: "I'm not interested in these, so take me to see your son quickly." ”

Li Hongfan still had no objections, and the door of the account room was open at this time, so Chen Baichuan and his party walked in directly.

When I went in, there was a person lying on the board, with a tired face holding a ruler on the paper on the measuring table. Seeing that his son was indulging in the "crooked ways of the evil sect" again, Li Hongfan just wanted to remind his son, but Chen Baichuan gestured to him not to act rashly, and Li Hongfan had no choice but to listen to the respect and did not dare to disobey.

The two stood quietly at the table for a long time, Li Hongfan thought to himself that his son had missed the opportunity to rise to the top, and he was anxious like an ant on a hot pot. And when he saw the white paper that Li Hongfan's son was lying on the table, which was densely painted with ink, Chen Baichuan continued to look at the paper with great interest.

The paper was written in dense black letters, many of which were familiar.

To be honest, if he walked in and saw a lifeless and hangy scholar, Chen Baichuan would definitely turn around and walk out the door. This person won his favor from the first time, with a simple and simple green shirt on the outside of white clothes, and his black hair was neatly combed.

It's not looking for a wife, Chen Baichuan naturally won't seek people, so this middle-aged man's simple appearance just satisfies him, and what really moves him is the middle-aged man's extremely focused eyes.

His eyes never took off the paper on the table, and his hands kept checking for a moment.

Even when two big living people stood in front of him, the middle-aged man still ignored it and focused on the content on the paper.

Such a person is what he needs.

It seems that this time I have found a treasure. Chen Baichuan believes that such a serious and focused person is not weaker than others at least in arithmetic. And according to current observations, middle-aged people react very quickly.

With such a person with strength and willingness to study hard, Chen Baichuan is bound to win.

After a long time, the middle-aged man's eyes showed a trace of disappointment, he sighed, put down the brush in his hand, and the whole person collapsed on the chair tiredly.

Or in the afterglow of his eyes, he saw his father standing in front of him with a stranger, and the middle-aged man said dejectedly: "It turns out that my father is here, and he is here to pay off the account books?" Put it there, I'll clean it up later. ”

Li Hongfan was afraid that his son's almost rude behavior had actually angered Chen Baichuan, so he opened his mouth and scolded him with a scolding on his face: "You rebel, you still know that I am your father, how I told you." Lord Chen, as the messenger who inspected Daling on behalf of King Chen, was willing to deign to come to see you, a nobody, and you dared to wander at this moment, even if it was an unintentional move, it could not be easily forgiven. Watch me beat you to death! ”

In a few words, the old man who was protecting the cub defined the middle-aged man's behavior as an unintentional move, and Chen Baichuan, who didn't care about it at all, would not blame the middle-aged man for this time.

As for Li Hongfan's behavior of raising his arms high and wanting to beat his son, he was also stopped by Chen Baichuan.

Talent, this is a rare talent in arithmetic, it should be placed in the palm of his hand to take good care of, Chen Baichuan, who has already regarded the middle-aged man as something in his pocket, is naturally reluctant to let Li Hongfan do anything to him.

Chen Baichuan bypassed Li Hongfan, who was pretentious, stared at the middle-aged man with greedy eyes, and asked, "What's your name?" (To be continued.) )