Chapter 191: Who's Behind It

Zuo Youyou listened to the gossip and his eyebrows danced: "Yes, yes, Yuan Shitong, with the official position of counselor, followed the minister Gong Yangyu to envoy to Britain, France, Italy, and Belgium, Yuan Shikai's hometown is Xiangcheng, Henan, isn't this right." However, this money is not recorded in the account books of the Wantaihe. ”

Bai Xinshu said: "Yuan Shitong's counselor's salary is part of the embassy's expenses, which is paid from the Shanghai Customs project, and the Wantaihe is naturally not recorded. ”

"In other words, the business of Wantaihe cannot be reflected in the account books of East Asian economic history?"

"You can add an 'editor's note' to make an appendix to this part of the historical material and attach it to the end of the book." Bai Xinshu pondered for a moment, "In this way, the content of East Asian economic history will be fuller." ”

"Good. The store map of the Wantaihe and the logistics network map of the Han River are included in the appendix, will this book be fuller? ”

Bai Xinshu stroked his palm: "Yes, this is good." You ask the editor to make you a clear version of the logistics network map of the Han River, and make a butterfly page, so that the content is full and the style is beautiful. ”

The butterfly page is the pull page in the book.

Bai Xinshu's suggestion obviously balances aesthetics and content, and Zuo Youyou quickly wrote it down.

"But why did Bai Chengkun marry a Japanese concubine?" Bai Xinshu stared at the word "traitor" marked next to Lang Yong, "I always feel that this matter should be inseparable from the Shandong Gang." Lang Yong was put on such a big face by Bai Jiesheng, and he was silent for ten years, how could he not retaliate back? ”

"The Shandong Gang and Wantaihe are pinched like black-eyed chickens, and it is very likely that they did it." Zuo Youyou said, "There are still some letters from the Shandong Gang that have not been sorted out, so I will find out Lang Yong's letters and focus on researching." ”

Zuo Youyou became more and more sophisticated, and Bai Xinshu nodded with satisfaction. He was about to say something, and a phone call came in.

"Chen Wei?" Zuo Youyou saw the caller ID with sharp eyes.

Bai Xinshu glanced at Zuo Youyou a little flustered, and walked out to the balcony to answer the phone.

Zuo Youyou glanced at Bai Xinshu in surprise.

What is there to avoid Chen Wei's phone call?

But Zuo Youyou never has internal friction, doesn't guess, doesn't want to and doesn't ask. She hung her head intently to sort out the main points of the discussion.

Bai Xinshu stood on the balcony and watched Zuo Youyou's busy silhouette in the living room from a distance.

"It's been sent." Chen Wei said lightly on the other side of the phone, "Tomorrow Cao Jianfeng's kid will receive it." ”

"Thank you." Bai Xinshu said sincerely, "This is your personal favor for me, and I remember you a favor." ”

Chen Wei laughed twice: "Then the review of the third batch of ancient books is hard for the doctor?" ”

"No problem, the preliminary review of the third batch of scanned copies will be handed over to the Ancient Books Center." Bai Xinshu said calmly, "If it weren't for you to help me use some special technical means, I wouldn't have known that Cao Jianfeng was the one who fanned the flames behind the scenes." ”

Chen Wei laughed twice.

He just used a little technical means in exchange for Bai Xinshu's favor, and this transaction made a lot of money. Thinking so, he said a few more words: "You have to beware of his dog jumping off the wall." ”

"I know."

Bai Xinshu hung up the phone, and looked out the window at the night sky with a pair of dark eyes.

……

Cao Jianfeng casually tore open the courier envelope and took out a thick stack of materials from inside. His job was to send and receive materials often because he didn't take them to heart until he could read the words on them.

Cao Jianfeng saw at a glance that it was printed with the comments he posted on Weibo!

The blood on his face faded in an instant, his hands trembled, and he opened it suddenly, and saw that it was actually an investigation report about himself!

Today's Internet and big data make people have no privacy. On this thick pile of paper, it was densely packed with almost all the people he had seen and all the people he had seen since he was a child.

Especially those comments and messages that he quietly stirred up public opinion were all printed on the paper in black and white!

Paper was scattered on the ground.

Cao Jianfeng hurriedly squatted on the ground to pick it up.

"Cao Ke, I'll pick it up for you?" A colleague seconded from a subordinate unit squatted down and asked diligently.

"Don't touch it!" Cao Jianfeng subconsciously pushed away his colleague's hand.

The seconded colleague was pushed by Cao Jianfeng to sit on the ground and sighed.

That colleague was five or six years older than Cao Jianfeng, and he was also a talented person in the original unit, and he only waited for a year of secondment and gold plating before going back to be promoted, and now he was pushed to the ground by Cao Jianfeng, even if he was well cultivated, his face sank.

A young man who just came ashore called him Cao Ke, and he really regarded himself as the section chief?

Cao Jianfeng reacted at this time, and instantly knew that he had offended someone.

He quickly apologized and covered it up: "This document is top secret." ”

The colleague didn't believe it at all, and his face was ugly and he was helped up by Cao Jianfeng, and accidentally caught a glimpse of the black and white words that were tried his best to conceal, and his face changed greatly.

Cao Jianfeng clutched the investigation report, his face turned blue and white for a while, and turned around and ran back to the office.

People come and go, and it seems that everyone has bad intentions on their faces.

Who is it? Who was going to harm him?

Cao Jianfeng fidgeted, got up and hid in the toilet, and read the investigation report carefully at the sound of relief next door.

The more I looked, the more frightened I became.

Cao Jianfeng had a few trumpets that no one could find out, and they were also printed on the paper, mocking him silently.

Cao Jianfeng turned another page, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

The article he delivered to the official account from the mailbox is also impressively listed.

A few days ago, when Cao Jianfeng was on a business trip to Shanghai, he used the marriage revelation between Bai Chengkun and a Japanese woman in the Republic of China newspaper to confuse the public's attention and make the public mistakenly think that the old man Daishi married a Japanese woman, which caused a storm of public opinion.

Cao Jianfeng's ultimate goal is Bai Xinshu, after all, the nature of the work of the two is similar, and Cao Jianfeng knows very well what kind of career crisis public opinion will bring him.

Will it hurt Zuo Youyou by mistake?

Zuo Youyou actually abandoned him for Bai Xinshu, this kind of woman hates the poor and loves the rich, which is not a good thing!

When Cao Jianfeng hid behind the scenes and caused cyberbullying, his heart was quite refreshing, who would have expected that now his skills were inferior and he was investigated, and boundless panic surged into Cao Jianfeng's heart!

The Perk Tree has struck!

Cao Jianfeng, who was full of pride a few days ago, is now a matter of a second, sweating like pulp.

The surname Bai was born in a wealthy family, but he was carried away by jealousy, and he was obsessed with calculating him!

If it is known that he has made such a big disturbance on the Internet, he will be finished!

The people outside the toilet door began to knock impatiently, Cao Jianfeng woke up, pushed the door out in despair, and returned to the office in despair, ignoring the pointing of his colleagues.

Provincial offices cannot be connected to the Internet. Cao Jianfeng couldn't wait, took out his mobile phone, shook his hands and began to delete his messages and comments, and hurriedly contacted the marketing account to delete his article.