In just half a day, there were already many people outside Jinbo Company, including those holding banners. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Give back my treasure!"

Some of the big newspapers also sent staff, including those with the latest cameras, and they were all squeezing forward desperately. If it hadn't been stopped by the red-headed Ah San, who maintained law and order in the patrol room, I'm afraid these people would have rushed to the company.

The off-duty staff of Jinbo Company walked out of the door in fear and was immediately surrounded by a group of reporters.

"May I ask, is there really any treasure stolen from Tanglin in the goods purchased by Jinbo Company this time?"

"No comment, no comment!"

The staff waved their hands and said.

However, they were immediately stopped by the patrol house and carefully inspected before they were released.

"Jinbo Company will be thoroughly investigated, and it is reported that it is related to the Tanglin treasure theft."

"Jinbo Company has a close relationship with Yan Xishan, and the resale of national treasures is probably not a rumor."

"Twenty trucks of Jinbo Company are parked in the warehouse of Yinghua Foreign Company."

The news in the newspaper overshadowed the waves, and instantly attracted everyone's attention. Even Yan Laoxi, who was intensively "bombarded" during this time, felt that he had saved a lot.

"Ask for more blessings!"

Jinxi is about to develop at the moment, but every move is stared at by reporters. Once you want to buy a device, you will be asked if you are using the money from the stolen treasure. Throw you a board chicken, when did Lao Tzu see any treasures?

"The representatives of Jinbo Company are all gone!"

Although they helped themselves export tin ingots, Jinxi had a large income. But now it's time to sweep the snow in front of the door, and don't blame the old man for not being righteous.

Just when Yan Laoxi was secretly rejoicing, Zhezhe was restlessly waiting for the call.

The family has issued a strict order not to allow her to go to Jinbo Company again. For this reason, she wanted to make a phone call to ask, but the phone was always busy, and now she can only wait for the appointment time to arrive.

"Ringing ringing!"

The phone had just rang, Zhezhe grabbed it in his hand, and only then did she hear Lin Wei's tired voice, and she immediately asked:

"Sister Lin, how serious is the situation there?"

Lin Wei said softly:

"It's nothing, it's just that there are more people at the door......

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a roar outside the house.

"Return my Dajin ancestral property, and return my mausoleum treasure!"

"Queen Mother Lafayette, don't you invite the minions!"

"I swear not to share with this thief!"

After eating and drinking enough tea every day, the old and the young have to go for a "walk" outside the company. The best thing is to roll all over the ground, and the brilliant ones are naturally a few who shouted and hanged themselves. It's just that the tone of the words still has a Peking Opera board eye. If there is a set of gongs and drums, I am afraid that I will have to sing "The Little Widow Goes to the Grave".

The voice on the phone was very noisy, and no matter how much he shouted, he couldn't hear a response from the other side, so Zhezhe regretfully put it back.

"Click!"

It's all that little bastard's trouble, if it weren't for his money-obsessed mind, how could Lin Wei touch those things.

Thinking of this, Zhezhe was a little annoyed.

"Prepare the car, I'm going to go out."

But at this moment, the majestic father came down from the upper floor and said coldly:

"Don't go anywhere!"

Zhezhe's father is called Tang Yongdi, and he is a pivotal figure in Tianjin Wei and even Shanghai. The Tang family has been an important minister of the imperial court since Dajin. After entering the Republic of China, the protégés and former officials still hold various high positions, and now the political and business circles can speak. It is precisely because of this that the Tang family is the object of competition between the northern and southern governments.

Zhezhe asked unhappily:

"Why?"

Tang Yongdi snorted coldly.

"They are businessmen, who value small profits and forget big things. Now that this aventurine treasure is a quagmire, do you want the reputation of the Tang family to be tarnished? ”

Before the words fell, Zhezhe shouted:

"Sister Lin is not such a person!"

Seeing that the father and daughter had reached a stalemate, Zhezhe's mother hurriedly walked over.

"Zhezhe, now is on the cusp of the storm, you are seen by those reporters who are chasing the wind and shadows, and our Tang family will also be implicated. I believe that Chu Yu is not such a person, but her husband, after all, we are not familiar with it!"

Hearing this, Zhezhe gritted his teeth and said:

"It's that bastard......

Tang Yongdi and his wife shouted at the same time:

"Zhezhe!"

"You are all all people all the way, only look at your own interests and don't care about your family!"

After a loud shout, Zhezhe rushed back to his bedroom, and then slammed the door shut!

And at this time, a mysterious person dodged into the largest newspaper in Tianjin.

"Editor-in-Chief Zhao is not there?"

"Here, what's the matter with you?"

The staff below asked softly.

"A big news, can you have an interview with Editor-in-Chief Zhao?"

The mysterious man was wearing a mask and couldn't see his face clearly at all. However, it is common for such people to come to the newspaper.

"Editor-in-chief Zhao, I have a news from Jinbo Company, I don't know how much you can offer?"

When the editor-in-chief of the newspaper heard this, his eyes couldn't help but open.

Jinbo's information is extremely clean, even if it picks bones in eggs, it can't make any news. Therefore, the newspaper can only catch the wind, but after a long time, readers will naturally not buy it, and the sales of the newspaper will definitely drop sharply. Just when I was in a hurry, someone actually sent a message.

He suppressed the excitement in his heart and said in a calm tone:

"If the news is true, I will pay three hundred oceans, and if there is any insider, thirty percent of the profit of the newspaper that day. This price is not low, right? ”

The mysterious man nodded, and pulled out a paper bag from his body.

"This is the photo I got, I don't know which one it can meet?"

Editor-in-chief Zhao hurriedly opened the paper bag, and his body trembled in an instant.

There are three clear photos in the paper bag, and the truck fleet of Jinbo Company appears on them. The reference of the photo is a building, and as an old reporter, Editor-in-Chief Zhao immediately knows where this is.

"You infiltrated the Anglo-Chinese Firm?"

In this day and age, this is definitely a deadly thing. Most of the guards guarding the foreign company were veterans of the British army, with excellent marksmanship and contempt for human life, and the Chinese people who passed by were often killed and wounded, let alone sneaked inside to take pictures.

"Don't ask about this, what price can you offer?"

"Thirty percent, I'll give you thirty percent of the newspaper, and I won't have any profit margin if I go any further."

Editor-in-Chief Zhao bit his lip, and then let out a broken snort.

The mystery man chuckled a few times, then pulled out another thing.

This is actually an employment contract, and the person who guards the goods of Jinbo Company comes from a reputable foreign dart company, and the salary is actually three dollars per person per day.

Seeing this, Editor-in-Chief Zhao's eyes turned red, and he roared in a low voice:

"Forty and a half, no matter how high it is, I will lose money."

The mystery man nodded.

"That's it, I'll just sell you the photos, and I'll transfer the money to this bank account when it's done. I still have a lot of exclusive insiders in the future, I hope to have a happy cooperation! ”

When the mysterious man left the room, the Sven on Chief Zhao's face disappeared in an instant, replaced by distorted facial features.

"Call in a few editors, and analysts, hurry!"

Sometimes photos don't mean anything, but a closer look reveals a lot of information.

Thinking of this, Editor-in-Chief Zhao said in a trembling voice:

"This time it must be big news, big news!"

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