The capital is in the seventh Paramount Entertainment City at the beginning of the Lunar New Year

Liu Wanwan skillfully looked at the statement of yesterday's turnover handed over by the account office, and instructed: "Is 20% of the profit saved separately?" ”

"Miss Huiliu, it has been deposited separately, and the scattered silver taels collected yesterday are just enough for this twenty percent of the profit, and it can be taken out and used at any time."

"Okay, as usual, send it to Laifu as soon as possible, and remember to register."

"Yes."

"Miss Liu, a letter from Manager Beidi Han." The voice of the lobby manager was heard outside the bookkeeper.

Liu Wanwan got up from her seat, she didn't know why she was like this, since she had already stood up, how could she sit down again, she pretended to be eager and walked to the hall.

When I opened the letter, I saw a few big words written on the back of the neatly folded letter paper - quickly handed over to Li Changfeng.

Liu Wanwan instantly had a bad feeling, and he co-authored a sentence to her.

After stopping for a few seconds, Liu Wanwan was still gentle enough to repack the letter, and told the lobby manager to prepare the car for her, she had to walk in person, and she could hand it over to herself, and let her hand over something about important.

Li Changfeng opened the letter written by Liu Wanwan in confusion, and only after seeing the words of Li Changfeng did he feel relieved, it was really given to him by this woman.

But thinking of the various moments when this woman cheated him in the past, I don't feel good anymore, and it won't be something to embarrass him.

Thinking about it, Li Changfeng still opened the neatly folded letter and looked at it, and felt bad when he looked at Li Changfeng, what does this woman mean by writing so many sad stories about the epidemic area to herself?

After reading the last page, Li Gongzi felt that these tragic stories could help the people in the epidemic area, and if he didn't know, he could discuss them with his father, who was well versed in current affairs.

Seeing the last sentence, Li Changfeng could feel Lin Shu's contemptuous eyes, and he really wanted to beat this person.

However, Li Gongzi, who calmed down, still showed these to his father, and the first sacrifice wine lord didn't understand, and when he saw the last sentence of how to help the people in the epidemic area, he immediately thought of how to operate it.

He handed these letters to Li Changfeng and said, "What a Han Qianluo with a blue heart, go get a pen and paper." ”

After a while, the priest wrote down his thoughts on paper, instructed Li Changfeng to take these along with Lin Shu's short stories to the prince's mansion, and instructed Li Changfeng not to mention Han Qianluo, just say that the old man asked people to collect it.

Li Changfeng nodded knowingly, this woman is smart, and she is accurate in finding a stand-in; Isn't it normal for his father, as the priest of the country, to collect the stories of the characters in these epidemic areas and use them as cases to popularize the common knowledge of the plague for the students?

Then Li Changfeng came to the East Palace with these things, although it was the New Year's Festival, but the emperor was still in the peak of the Spring and Autumn Period, and the prince was not very busy, and soon Li Changfeng met Zhao Wenyuan who was chatting with the prince in the study.

After the three of them greeted each other, Li Changfeng did not shy away from it, so he handed over these things to His Royal Highness the Prince, and the prince exclaimed wonderfully after reading it.

So from the next day, all the publications issued by Mo Bao Zhai came with a free publication called - Direct Attack on the Epidemic, which was published in the biography of the people in the epidemic area sent back by Lin Shu from the North, said to be a biography, mainly written a detailed record of how these people died in the plague, and there was a touching sentence at the end of each story, especially the doctors who died in the plague, and it used a lot of sensational language to depict, so that the women who finished reading it needed to cry, and the men also had a feeling of suffocation.