Boss New looked happy:

"Of course, for the two of you, I'm a hundred convinced."

After speaking, he pulled out the official ticket and pointed to the face of the ticket:

"As for the other deposit notes, there are a total of four hundred oceans in it, and I also know that the two of you are not short of money, so I made a return for you, and all of them were deposited into the official silver account of the Eastern Province, and you can take it and use it as you like."

Yue Guanchao was secretly happy in his heart, and he had to pretend to be like it, and pushed the official ticket forward a little:

"Oh, this can't be helped, it's only been a month, how can it be so much in dividends."

"That's nature!"

Nudlu took out a thick stack of documents and said mysteriously:

"Thanks to Song Qianjin's blessing, the new signboard of Fuxian Teahouse has already been played, and I will launch the Quyi Association again, not to mention the teahouse teahouse on Bagua Street in the South Market, even the Baza Street in the North City, and the foreign commercial port can also be won, which is an invincible opponent in Fengtian."

"These contracts are all documents for the old and new teahouses to join the Quyi Association, and the money obtained is tens of thousands, and this idea is just a red envelope, and after half a year, there will be greater benefits."

Yue Guanchao saw that he was indeed making money, and he was no longer modest, so he pulled the silver ticket and retracted:

"Well, you're welcome."

While they were rejoicing, Fusheng knocked on the door and walked in:

"The owner, Secretary Song is here, saying that Miss Song invited him to drink tea, and the elegant room has been prepared, you two can go over."

"Thank you, little brother Fusheng."

After Yue Guanchao's eyebrows and eyes signaled, Fusheng slightly bowed his hand and walked out with the door.

Song Siyuan just noticed that Fusheng had changed!

In the past, Fusheng was mostly short and short-dressed, always described as cowering and timid, people relied on clothes and horses to rely on saddles, but now they are wearing moon-white dark striped robes, in the end they are a little more suave!

"Boss Niu, isn't Fusheng running into the hall!"

If she is really a runaway, wearing a long shirt and not working, she made a slight joke and blew up the Newdlu chatterbox:

"That's natural, now I recognize Fusheng as my righteous son, he is now a young owner, follow the account room to learn to manage the accounts, and I can be more idle when I become a teacher."

"Aren't you afraid that he will sell your teahouse and run away?"

"Don't be afraid, that's all big talk, but people always have to change their hearts, I don't think I'm sorry for Fusheng, as for how he repays me, that's his own cultivation, we can't control it!"

Nudlu said this open-mindedly, and it seems that after this incident, he really thought clearly and understood.

Yue Guanchao joked with him a few more words, and followed Fusheng out of the office.

In the elegant room, Song Qingyang was drinking tea and listening to music, and when he saw Song Siyuan coming, he hurriedly took out something.

Yesterday, Song Siyuan had already communicated with Song Qingyang and asked him to help investigate the tomb robbery case of Tufuzi in Changbai Mountain.

Song Qingyang said while eating:

"This case was early, about a month ago, when the Changbai County Public Security Bureau took over the case and immediately tied up the escaped tomb robbers."

"These cases of tomb robbery and exhumation, the stolen goods are always hanged at hand, and the county magistrate... Oh no, now it's called the county governor, and the county governor is a sour old Confucian, and he doesn't know how to try the case, so he just wrote a confession for the two of them to confess and draw a prisoner, and immediately hung it on the wall. ”

"That's it?"

Song Siyuan originally wanted to get clues from the case file, but there was nothing on the confession, and it was full of the verdict of the county governor.

If you squeeze out the water and pick out the nonsense, you can summarize it in one sentence:

People are stolen and robbed, and graves should be robbed.

"So what do you think?"

Song Qingyang's tone was neither salty nor light, such documents were commonplace in the Public Security Bureau:

"Although it is the Republic of China now, it is still the same team used in the previous dynasty, and at the grassroots level, the county master is not even bothered to change his official uniform, and now he is still a beast with a red tasseled hat, what can you do."

"In Fengtian and the surrounding big cities, there is still a bit of police force in modern society, so you should take care of it a little more."

"Yes!"

Song Siyuan snapped and threw the full nonsense on the table.

"The confession is dead, but the person is alive, you don't want to hear the inside information about this case in the police station system?"

Song Siyuan saw that there was a play, and her spirit came alive again.

"How?"

"It's not easy to go home."

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