A Guide to the Favorite Wife of the Royal Treasure Reborn

Chapter 87

However, Qin Tao was not the first unlucky one, let alone the last one. Immediately after him, the pharmacy in the West Court was facing a sub-office with a sudden change in style. He cried worse and suffered more than he did!

"Deputy bureau, deputy bureau, please be merciful! These are all monthly reports to be handed in this month!"

The pharmacy in the west courtyard is full of old stubborn people, not flexible like Qin Tao at all. After Jiang Duxiu made his request, they all shook their heads like a rattle and refused to agree with anything. It is to keep the back straight.

Jiang Duxiu immediately turned on the robber mode in a rage, sucking, grabbing, and stomping, and saw that all the stocks in the entire pharmacy warehouse flew into his space bag, and the anxious gang of old stubborn people screamed, but it was too late to regret carry on!If you want to get it back, there is no way.

No matter how much you change your mouth, you won't be able to reduce the loss. You want to go back with the things in Jiang Erye's pocket.

Even so, Jiang Duxiu shook his head in dissatisfaction and said, "The pharmacists haven't seen each other for several months. How can they make such a small thing? It's a waste of money. The Bureau supports you vigorously. You are the first thing that comes to mind when you ask for funds. If you have the materials, you will be the first ones to follow you. When you produce results, why should you be the one with the worst grades? This is unreasonable... Sigh, forget it this time, and work harder in the future, otherwise I will have to talk to the director. Let's talk about your treatment!"

Being robbed and being trained, there is probably no one in this world who is more miserable than them. All the pharmacists want to cry but have no tears. How can refining medicine be so easy? The lack of one side and the lack of skills often result in several batches of pills. It's already pretty good to be able to produce one batch, and it's not their intention to fail... This month's share that they have worked out with great difficulty, was all snatched by the deputy bureau before it was handed in. What will they do next? !

After Jiang Duxiu had finished training, he waved his sleeves, and with a fruitful space bag, he led Shen Wuyou away contentedly. The pharmacists sent them off with smiles on their faces. Reported to the director, and announced that if the deputy director comes to them to grab things again, they will go on strike collectively!
The director picked his ears and thought he had heard it wrong. After a habitual conversation to comfort everyone, he hung up the phone and then he woke up. idol.

"Old man~ good news, good news, the granddaughter-in-law you want has hope this time..."

Balabala reported Shen Wuyou's existence to Mr. Jiang, and gave examples of Jiang Duxiu's series of abnormal behaviors one by one. Finally, after getting the news that Mr. Jiang was coming back soon, he hung up the phone full of enthusiasm.

After the old man Jiang, who was thousands of miles away, put down the phone, he stepped on his feet excitedly, looking like he had nowhere to vent. It took him a while to react. He called and ordered his subordinates to book tickets, pack their luggage, and prepare to return to Beijing.

Old child, old child, the older he gets, the more he looks like a child. Mr. Jiang is so self-willed, he thinks it out as soon as he thinks about it.

Sitting not far from him was a gray-robed Taoist man, who was fiddling with an incomplete chess record in his hand. Seeing his appearance, he was used to it, and asked calmly, "Jiang, what are you making a fuss about?" ?”

The old man snorted twice proudly, his face looked like something, but he put on an appearance that I won't tell you.

The old Taoist shook his head, not being fooled by him, he only put a piece of paper folded in half on the table, then continued to lower his head and focus on the chess record.

This made Mr. Jiang, who was about to show off, hold back all the words in his stomach. That feeling, don't mention it, it's uncomfortable.

"What is this?"

If the mountain is not just me, I will go to the mountain. Mr. Jiang pretended to be sitting opposite the Taoist, and seemingly unintentionally picked up the paper that the old Taoist put on the table and spread it out. He jumped up, blowing his beard and staring.

"Smelly Taoist, how long ago did you still keep it, so I don't want to keep it for you as a servant, I want to go back to Beijing, back to Beijing!"

The old Taoist's expression remained the same, he was not angry at all, he just cast a glance at old man Jiang and said.

"As you get older, you don't expect your face to thicken. You know whether it's me cheating or you cheating. You must know that you were the one who dragged me into a gamble back then. Who can you blame if you lose? I remember clearly, it was you who didn't want to pay at the beginning, and you paid for it with your labor, have you forgotten?"

Scratching his head, it seems that this is really the case, thinking that he was annoyed by the family affairs at the beginning, and he was afraid of being kicked out by this old man, so he deliberately set up a pit for him to jump into. Unexpectedly, he didn't stop the old man , but now he has his own army, but it doesn't matter, he regrets it now, and he still can't think of an idea. When he rolled his eyes, he already thought of a way.

"Then I can use money to pay for labor, okay? Don't try to stop me, this time I will go back to Beijing no matter what!"

It's a pity that the old Taoist had his own selfishness at the beginning, and he deliberately pretended to be fooled by the good disciple's entrustment, and took in this stinky old man from the Jiang family. Now he wants to repent, but the old Taoist quit. Money? It’s beautiful to think about it, you have the final say on everything, where do you put me! I want to go back to Beijing, wait until the end of the year!”

After a while, with a wave of floating dust, the originally flat farmyard was shrouded in dense fog.

Seeing that it was going to be bad, Mr. Jiang rushed out of the door, but it was a pity that he was a step too late, and was bounced back as if he had bumped into something as soon as he reached the door.

"Smelly old man, you are doing this trick again, can you still have something new?!"

"It doesn't matter if it's new or not, as long as it works, it's written in black and white by yourself, and you paid off the debt with your own labor for a period of one year. It's only been a few days, and you want to leave, no way! I'll let you go back once every few years at most. .”

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh—the end of the year? Go back to the end of the year and the daylily will be cold!" Mr. Jiang jumped up anxiously, but the old Taoist was unmoved. In a hurry, he slammed his fist on the door panel and said, "Don't let it go, be careful Your house!"

As he said that, he punched down again, and the dust fell down in response, and the whole house shook, which was enough to show that Mr. Jiang's sword was not old, and his force was still strong.

"Hahaha, stinky Taoist priest, can you let me go~"

Mr. Jiang smiled smugly, but before he was happy for two seconds, the old Taoist's cool voice sounded again, "Come on, ruin it, you build me a new house to make low debts, which just saves me the trouble of hiring workers for renovations." money!"

(End of this chapter)