There was no one to disturb him in the quiet alley. Mr. Gou woke up early in the morning as if he was hungover. His brain was groggy and he didn't know where he was.
There was a pop.
He left the spot and ran in one direction as if he didn't realize it.
Not long after, Master Gou got into Dongchang's private kitchen.
After he had a delicious meal, he regained his energy and suddenly realized something was wrong: "There seems to be something wrong? Is there something wrong with what I ate yesterday?"
His dog face sank, and he quickly looked inside his body.
Finally, he discovered the power of the magical elixir remaining in his body, which made him instantly shocked and angry. Someone dared to assassinate him!
He actually put the medicine into the roasted dog meat!
This intention is vicious!
Fortunately, he has a high realm, and after this night, not much of the power of those magical elixirs was left under the erosion of his tyrannical energy and blood.
"Hmph, don't let me catch who plotted against me!"
Master Gou had a gloomy look on his face.
Dare to poison his favorite food, which is simply intolerable!
However, his vague memory of last night told him what else happened, but he was under the control of the drug at that time, and he couldn't recall it at this moment.
"It seems like I had a sweet dream? I went back to Fahua Temple to play with the female Bodhisattvas?"
Mr. Gou didn't know what he thought of, and he burst into laughter.
This laughter was so magical that everyone passing by in Dongchang subconsciously stayed away from him, for fear of being pushed down by Mr. Gou.
They had heard that someone at a stall recently had his clothes stripped off.
No one wants to be next.
And here.
In the alleyway, Han Zonglu finally woke up.
He looked at the messy scene on his body and felt like crying without tears. He tightly wrapped his cloak around his body, with a look of despair on his face!
Who is it, who is it?
Although he is indeed tall He is quite handsome and has a tall and straight figure, but this is in the palace, and there must be only a handful of people who can do such a thing to him.
"No matter who you are, I will definitely find you!"
Han Zonglu endured some unspeakable pain, took one last look at this sad place, and then left quickly.
However, when he walked to the gate of Dongchang, he happened to see Yang Fan walking towards him.
The memories of last night came to mind, and he was 50% sure that he was the one who knocked him unconscious. Since it was Yang Fan who knocked him unconscious, then...
Thinking of this, his expression suddenly changed, he clenched his fists and rushed over tremblingly.
"Last night, was it you?"
Han Zonglu still couldn't believe it.
If it is really Yang Fan, are the other party's crime tools real or fake?
It's so strong and powerful and feels so vivid, it can't be the handle of a knife, right?
After all, he heard that some of the eunuchs like this path, and the tools are all kinds of, used to pursue spiritual satisfaction and sustenance.
"Haha, so what if it's me?"
However, Yang Fan misunderstood.
He instinctively thought that the other party was talking about being knocked unconscious, but he never thought that Han Zonglu was talking about what happened next.
Sure enough, seeing Yang Fan admitting so frankly, Han Zonglu's eyes turned red.
But the profound and unforgettable experience last night made him not know how to face Yang Fan at this moment!
Could it be that the other party was targeting you before just to attract your attention?
Did you do this because you couldn't bear it?
"You, you! I remember you!"
Han Zonglu took a deep breath, suppressed his inner emotions, glanced at Yang Fan, turned around and left.
At this moment, Han Zong
Lu felt extremely wronged.
This bastard, even if he knocked him unconscious, he still did that to him!
We are all working together. Although he was indeed a bit arrogant and domineering in the past, how could you do this even if you disagree with him!
If you want it, you can tell him, and it’s not like he can’t think about it!
"It's so baffling!"
Yang Fan couldn't help but be stunned when he heard what the other party said. Looking at Han Zonglu's awkward walking posture, he just thought that the other party was threatening and didn't take the matter to heart at all.
We walked into the East Factory.
At this time, Xiao Lianzi was already processing paperwork. When she saw Yang Fan arriving, she quickly got up.
"Sir, there are some requests here that require your personal approval."
He came forward with a pile of paperwork.
Yang Fan got a headache as soon as he saw it, but he still patiently began to approve the tasks, which were basically daily supervision, inspections, attendance and other tasks within the team.
After finishing the approval, Xiao Lianzi handed over another blue account book.
"Sir, this is the gift list..."
"What, a gift list?"
Yang Fan, who was already a little impatient, immediately perked up, took the gift account book, and flipped through it. Sure enough, a lot of names were written down in it.
Xiao Lianzi explained: "This is a congratulation on your promotion! I asked privately that this kind of thing is acceptable, so I recorded the gift note."
Although you don't necessarily have to pay it back, you still have to record how much money or gifts someone gave you.
Some very sincere people naturally need more attention.
Of course, people who are not on the gift list will naturally receive special attention.
Therefore, gift-giving is a major subject. Whether to give or not is a matter of care and calculation. How much you give is also worth considering. A light gift or a heavy gift is not appropriate.
Yang Fan checked it out and roughly calculated that the gift list contained no less than 20,000 taels of silver! "Hey, these guys are all really rich!"
Not only the people in the team, but also the stalls and factory guards under other criminal officers also came to send congratulations.
Among them, Yang Fan also saw the names of Yan Lei and Jiang Xiong under his command.
Yan Lei gave five hundred taels as a gift.
Jiang Xiong......
Five thousand taels.
"This Jiang Xiong is pretty good!"
Yang Fan's eyes lit up.
It's like seeing a green leek seedling.
Xiao Lianzi noticed that Yang Fan's eyes fell on Jiang Xiong's name, and whispered: "I have an impression of this person. In his words, he seems to have mentioned the arrangement of the team's top gear after your promotion..."
Before he finished speaking, Yang Fan could hear the unfinished meaning.
This Jiang Xiong seems to want to be the leader of Team 10!
I have been newly promoted to deacon, and the number of stalls under me has not yet been determined.
The other party is obviously eyeing the places in these stalls, so no wonder they will give you 5,000 taels of silver!
After all, with so much money, it would take a long time to save a stall.
You must know that both training and weapon maintenance require a large amount of money.
Although everyone in Dongchang plundered a lot, they were all poor, so being able to give five thousand taels of silver as a gift was definitely a big deal.
The last time Tao Ying was promoted, the money given by some deacons was only five thousand taels.
"Let me find time to inspect him and see how much money he has!"
Yang Fan already knew Jiang Xiong's character through repeated contacts.
This person is obviously a loser. He is very good at flattering others, but his ability to do things can only be said to be barely adequate, far inferior to that of Yan Lei.
However, if the other party has a lot of money, it would be worthwhile to give him a long-term stall position.