A piece of paper

The despair in Heng Wuniang's eyes was gradually replaced by overwhelming joy.

Cao Fu Cheng took a deep look at Xian Jin, stood up with a gloomy face, took two quotations from Wen Fu Cheng, repeated his old trick, and asked in a deep voice, "Boss Bai, this quotation is eight hundred dollars for you." Can it be done?”

Now, it is no longer the face of Bai Xiaoniang.

It's his own face!
It's his words that have no effect now!
Wang Xuezheng looked at Cao Fucheng in disbelief, "The key is not who can do it! But whoever comes up with this idea should do it!"

Cao Fucheng wanted to say more.

Wang Xuezheng sneered and turned away, "Mr. Cao, is it possible that you also follow the same pattern in your imperial examination articles? - 'I can write this point of view', so that other people's things become your own?"

These words are heart-breaking.

A scholar's character is more important than his fate.

This is quite similar to the bad impact caused by pointing at a vendor selling fried dough sticks while dancing, "You're a scholar! Your recipe is exactly the same as the one at the east end of the city! A scholar is a bullshit!"

Any enterprising fried dough sticks seller can't stand it.

Cao Fucheng was a motivated official. At this moment, he felt smoke coming from his head and fire coming out of his mouth, as if he was about to explode.

He wanted to imitate the street vendor and overturned the oil pan with his palm to show his anger, but the scarlet robe official uniform on his body restricted his performance.

Cao Fu Cheng took a deep breath and said, "Mr. Wang, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't talk nonsense. I, Mr. Cao, have been working hard for decades. Once I was admitted, I relied on the trust of the king, the respect of the superiors and my own progress. You and I colleagues , if you continue to slander others, don’t blame me, Cao, someone will file a complaint to the top of the mountain!"

Wang Xuezheng chuckled softly, not wanting to be entangled with Cao Fu Cheng, he turned to look at Wen Fu Cheng,

"Master Cao has some concerns. Master Wen, please tell me, which company should I choose for the autumn scrolls?"

Have scruples?

What scruples?
What is the difference between Wang Xue's direct words and giving cards to him?
Colleagues look down on each other, let alone colleagues of the same rank, not to mention that the position of Fu Yin is still vacant!

Wen Fucheng was like a cat smelling a mouse. He glanced at Cao Fucheng, whose face was ashen, and suppressed his excitement. He turned around and shot Wang Xuezheng, "Since we have agreed to compare prices, in terms of unit price, since The 'Cheng Heng' is even lower. If Mr. Wang is sure that this method of changing names from paper to paper can be used, I will naturally agree with the 'Cheng Heng'."

While firing off the cannon, I took the blame by the way - if this method works, I will support it; if there is a problem with this method, I will run away.

The main one is Schrödinger's approval.

Showing gold and slightly lowering his eyes, this is an officialdom in the prosperous and prosperous Jiangnan in the peaceful and prosperous times, but it is still so self-contained, moving based on profit, and gathering because of profit
Between words, a covenant is formed.

Xian Jin and Heng Wuniang signed and sealed the deed paper.

After leaving the main residence of the school, Heng Wuniang felt as if she was stepping on cotton, her head was dizzy. When she saw the golden, fair and tall girl, she stepped over the three-inch high threshold with a calm expression, and there was no trace of joy or anger in her expression - —Compared to a year ago, at Xiong Youyou’s flower viewing party, her coercion and momentum became stronger
The father and son of the Bai family came out with their faces red and white. Bai Dalang spat, almost splashing onto the gold-colored shoes.

The strong black girl behind Xian Jin strode forward, put her hands on her hips and cursed, "If you lose the business, you must accumulate virtue! As a human being, if you don't do human affairs, you might as well be a dog that doesn't poop! It's still clean and innocent!"

The wild dog flying in the alley next door suddenly clamped its tail: Why did you need to operate on its butthole?

Bai Dalang was so angry that he threw the paper bag back and rushed forward to take action.

The man was tall and thick, and his hand was raised high, and it just stopped in mid-air and did not fall down for a long time.

Heng Wuniang took a closer look and saw that Zhou Zuiguo, who had been waiting outside the door, stepped forward at some point and pinched Bai Dalang's arm with one hand with a calm look on his face. Then he smiled sinisterly and threw Bai Dalang's arm into the sky, regretfully. He left a message in a desperate tone, "How powerful do you think you are? Worse than a chicken, barely a quail."

Bai Dalang was so angry that he was shaking all over, his face was red, and he covered his injured arm anxiously and fearfully. He wanted to step forward but never had the courage to take that step - if there were only these three women, not to mention in the alley, even on the street , he also dares to beat these little bitches and bitches until they can't find anything!
Now that there is a strong man, the situation has changed dramatically.

Mr. Bai sneered, "Don't be arrogant when things succeed, and don't be humble when things fail. According to Boss He's approach, I'm afraid I won't be able to make back even ten copper coins from this business." Xian Jin also smiled, "It's just as you said." Then he became distressed Said, "There are too many profitable businesses in our store. Without such a business, the guys can breathe a little bit - the guys who come to our shop are very envious of the Bai family. They have more than three hundred days a year and two hundred Are you on vacation every day?"

Mr. Bai was also successfully angered.

Even more annoying than losing business!

This forced bitch to open her mouth is sharper than the blade of a sword!

Mr. Bai walked away with a puff of his sleeves.

"Hey - Boss Bai, wait a moment!" Xian Jin raised his voice and called out.

Master Bai endured his cowardice and turned his head, waiting to see what else this bitch could fart.

Xian Jin pursed his lips and smiled, his thin lips pressed together, his head tilted, his expression brisk and pretty, "Go back, don't steal people's things, it's the worst if they are similar in appearance but not similar in spirit. If you imitate others, you will only provoke ridicule——" So what if I stole the fur?"

Showing his golden finger, he nodded his head, "Can you steal the things in here?"

Master Bai was so angry that he covered his chest with one hand, staggered back two steps and held on to the pink and black tile wall in the alley.

Staggering back to the carriage in Xuancheng Mansion, Xian Jin leaned his head gently against the inner wall of the carriage, closing his eyes to meditate.

Heng Wuniang asked tentatively, "Did you know early on that there was a mole in Jixi Workshop?"

His golden eyelashes moved slightly, and after a while he closed his eyes and nodded.

Heng Wuniang said again, "You didn't hide the ghost, are you trying to mislead the Bai family?"

Xian Jin nodded again.

Heng Wuniang then asked, "Does the mole know that he has been exposed?"

After Xianjin hesitated for a moment, he shook his head gently.

Heng Wuniang was surprised. In other words, someone really changed sides.
"Since you noticed it, why didn't you point it out? If we take proper precautions, we may be far ahead in judging the quality of the paper and have a winning chance." Heng Wuniang lowered her head and folded the square silk handkerchief into a thick one. A small piece, with slender fingers and bare hands like holding a moon, was placed under Xian Jin's forehead where it was touching the cold inner wall of the carriage.

Xian Jin slowly opened his eyes and said in a calm tone, "Only those who have been thieves for thousands of years, but not those who have been guarding against thieves for thousands of years. If I try to teach him, how can he act out the struggle of betrayal as he is?"

"How can we win the trust of the Bai family?"

Heng Wuniang actually saw a bit of vulnerability and coldness in her eyes that looked like a golden abyss.

Heng Wuniang felt a bit of soreness in her chest.

This traitor deserves to die!
Hengwu's mother-in-law said with a stern tone, "Who is it?"

Xian Jin turned around and looked outside the car. He saw shallow mountains in the suburbs, towering ancient trees, and endless wild life.

The trees in Xuancheng Mansion were pruned to a square shape.

At dawn, Xian Jin came down from the mule cart carrying a brown paper bag. He glanced at the two newly pruned pine trees at the entrance of Chen Ji's house, and whispered to Tuesday Dog, "Master Dog, give Lu Ba Dan to me." come over."

Oops, the thread that has been buried for several months can finally be pulled out.