Rebirth in the college entrance examination: making a fortune with rough man

Gritting his teeth, he said, "That bastard, I definitely want him to spit out everything he ate, even the money with interest."

Thin Monkey is also a veteran who has been around for many years. He never thought that he would stumble in this matter, and suddenly felt that he lost all face and was extremely irritable.

Sang Dazhuang said: "We have to figure out whether this person targeted us on purpose, or just a coincidence. We are simply unlucky. If it was intentional, this matter cannot be easily passed."

The thin monkey nodded again and again: "Sure, I will personally tear up that bastard."

Li Gan said: "Don't worry. According to Shouhou's description, that person is a new customer. He doesn't want the most goods, and his behavior is normal. It's not clear whether it's intentional or unintentional. Don't move the money. I'll go Look it up, it’s a human or a ghost, you can always figure it out.”

Li Gansang nodded his head.

Yuzhi asked: "Is this counterfeit coin a long time ago, or has it just appeared? Should we also check it? And the person behind the counterfeiting?"

Li Gan nodded: "I need to investigate. I haven't found it before, and I haven't thought about it. I'm lucky. I haven't suffered from it. But this problem is really serious."

"We are all in business, and it is easy to be wronged. A loss is a huge sum. We must investigate clearly, and it is best to put an end to it."

Old Man Sang said angrily: "You should investigate this matter, investigate it to death, I will take care of it if something happens, if the tumor is not cut, this matter is not over. I want to see which moth it is, and I have nothing to do when I am full. It was so rampant."

The old man blushed with anger. In their generation, they have worked so hard to achieve peace. Before a few days of good life, some people can't help but go wrong, how can he bear it.

Li Gansang, Big, Strong and Thin Monkey nodded at the same time, they will definitely investigate to the end.

It shouldn't be difficult to follow the buyer's lead to investigate this matter.

It's just that they didn't expect that this matter was more complicated than they thought, and it was deeply hidden.

It's been a week with no progress.

Just as Mr. Sang was being irritable, Mr. Mo came to the door angrily.

"Sangniumo, get out of here, I promise not to kill you."

When Mr. Mo came, it was early in the morning, before dawn.

His voice directly woke up everyone in Lao Sang's family.

Old man Wei was angry for getting up, with a chicken coop on his head, eye feces hanging from his eyes, and he ran out barefoot.

"Which desperate dog is barking? Believe it or not, I will kill you with rat poison."

Mr. Wei's mouse face directly hit Mr. Mo's face.

Mr. Mo's eyeballs bulged out of fright, and he almost slapped him with a broom.

"Where is the rat, find a fight."

The not-so-sturdy old hand lifted it up and swung it over.

Old man Wei took out a silver needle from nowhere, and stuck it in.

"what……"

"what……"

Two screams sounded at the same time, so everyone in Huangjiao Hutong was woken up.

The hands of Mr. Wei, Mr. Mo and Mr. Mo were pierced by a thin silver needle at the same time. The sharp pain stimulated the two old men's faces to twitch wildly. They looked at their hands tremblingly. Eliminate anger.

The blame is naturally the other party's, and they don't think they are at fault at all.

In the inner courtyard, Wang Xinfeng rushed out with a fire stick in his hands: "Two old bastards looking for death, look at the stick."

"I'll go, this old woman is not human, run away." Old Mr. Wei was the first to react, he pulled out the needle and ran away, ignoring the pain in his hand.

Mr. Mo has lived for more than 70 years, and this is the first time he was scolded by a woman, and he couldn't react for a while.

He didn't react until he felt pain in his hand and was passively dragged away by Mr. Wei.

Yaoshou, he is already old, why should he suffer this crime.

The heart is sad, I still have to run, the old ladies are scary just looking at them.

After the three of them made such a fuss, the entire Huangjiao Hutong was refreshed, and they got up one after another to start a new day.

Lao Sang's family felt that the new day did not seem to be very beautiful.

"Old man Sang, tell yourself, what should we do about this?"

Old man Sang kept a dark face and said nothing.

Yuzhi worried: "Grandpa Mo, is Comrade Mo alright? If you need us to do something, just tell us, and we will definitely do it."

"This incident was caused by me. I cannot shirk my responsibility for any consequences. I am sorry for this and hope to do more to make up for it."

Mr. Mo came here because Mr. Sang asked his junior working in the Archives Bureau to help check Yuzhi's father's files.

For some reason, this matter was exposed, and the younger generation of Mr. Mo's family was taken away. The current situation is unknown.

This junior is the eldest son of Mr. Mo's second son, Mo Xunyi, Mo Zhoudao.

Mo Zhoudao is the second-grandson of Mr. Mo. He is forty years old and serves as the Deputy Director of the Archives Bureau.

Everything was going well, and it was very secretive, and no one knew about it.

But in the middle of the night last night, without any warning, someone came suddenly and took Mo Zhou away in his sleep.

He didn't say a word the whole time, and didn't reveal any information.

As soon as Mr. Mo received the news, he called to inquire.

But for him, there was only one sentence: no comment.

Mr. Mo knew that it was a big deal.

So he put down the phone and rushed to Lao Sang's house.

For this, Yuzhi felt guilty.

Mr. Mo walked all the way, and was kicked out by Wang Xinfeng, the panic in his heart has dissipated.

Whether this matter is big or small depends on what Yu Chengtao represents, what his status and significance are.

Furthermore, no matter what happened to his grandson, the higher-ups will inform him, and they will not be executed silently. Now that there is not a word sent back, it means that it is still safe, and he does not need to worry.

"You don't need this matter yet, I'm also in a state of dizziness, so I came here."

"But it's all here, Sangniu Moo, you call and ask what's going on."

Mr. Mo admits that in many cases, Mr. Sang's violent temper is better than him.

Mr. Sang got up: "I'll go directly to ask."

Mr. Mo glared at him: "Not yet."

Old Man Sang wiped his face: "Don't worry about it," he put on his clothes and was about to go out, his face was unwashed, his face was oily, his hair was messed up, and he was still wearing cool straw woven slippers, looking very sloppy.

Before everyone could stop it, the phone rang.

Everyone was shocked at the same time.

Papa Sang hesitated for a second, then picked up.

"Master, I'm looking for you." The phone was passed to Mr. Sang.

Mr. Sang answered it in his ear, and hung up after only saying a word.

Everyone looked at the old man, waiting for him to speak.

Mr. Sang's expression was very calm, and he didn't react too much: "I should let me go there."

Lao Ying, Ying Xun, great leaders.

Everyone was silent, it can be seen that the matter of Yuzhi's father was very involved, and even the big leader had to intervene in person.

"Grandpa, do you need me to go with you? After all, this happened because of me."

The old man waved his hand: "No, let me go alone. Don't worry, it's nothing serious. Grandpa will be back in a while."

Turning around, he said to Mr. Mo again: "Don't be unreasonable, you can go back at ease, with Lao Tzu here, I will definitely fish out your son without losing a single hair."

Mr. Mo is worried: "You old man, don't cause trouble for me. It's not a big thing at first, so you don't have to make it bigger and bigger."

Mr. Sang gave Mr. Mo a disgusted look, and went out without thinking about tidying himself up.

Outside Huangjiao Hutong, the car was already waiting.

Lao Sang's family watched as Mr. Sang got into the car and left.

Mr. Mo always felt that Mr. Sang was unreliable, and he was a little worried. Don't make trouble with this old bastard.