After waiting for a few minutes, grandma's familiar voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Xiao Feng? What's going on?"
"Grandma, are you feeling well? I'll go back to see you when I have time."
"Don't come back if you're busy. Work is important. Work hard for your boss. If you can get a wife back some time, grandma will be happy."
My nose is sore, I said yes, I will get you as many as you want.
"Grandma, about half a year ago, did you sign anything? You even took your fingerprints." I asked.
"Ah? I'm making noodles."
"It's not about making noodles, it's about whether you have done any fingerprints."
"Press fingerprints?"
Grandma thought for a while and said, "I remembered it, yes. Isn't that someone from your construction company? He said that if he wanted to promote you, he would have to press his fingerprints."
"Grandma, did you press the button after reading it?" I asked.
"Haha, I didn't watch it." Grandma said with a smile.
Take a few deep breaths.
I told grandma, please pay more attention to your health, and I will also send money home. I gave a few words of advice and then hung up the phone.
On the way back, I thought about what the woman said.
Zheng Hui of the Changchun Society died, and the world was in chaos.
Three religions and nine schools are all puppeteers. The owner of the puppet theater, Ms. Zhao, decided to take action and wanted to annex the entire Changchun Society!
Zhao Qingwan has five major departments.
Kuding in the middle of the night, at the place where the pole is touched, Wuchang hangs off guests, embroidered clothes point directly to the Guanyin Society.
I'm adding my understanding based on what the woman said.
Kudin, in ancient times, refers to the small soldiers who worked in the bank. Although they had no official or position, they were extremely rich. Because they could make money, Kudin could often bring large silver coins into and out of certain special places. Added
The word "midnight" is because most of the ways to make money are illegitimate and must be done secretly in the middle of the night. This is true for thieves and even more so for tomb robbers.
Xiuyi Zhizhi is a special institution in the Han Dynasty in the history books. It is similar to the Dongchang and Xichang in the Ming Dynasty. It directly obeys the emperor's orders, catches corrupt officials and punishes bullies. It has the ability to kill first and then punish. Its status is probably equivalent to the provincial officials of the Changchun Society.
Zhangan Department was an agency in the palace that specialized in swatting mosquitoes, catching cockroaches, and exterminating rats. Ms. Zhao was responsible for intelligence infiltration, personnel movement, and organizing activities.
Wuchang Diao Ke, in ancient times there were retainers and Diao Ke. The retainers were talented people who came to help the master with advice and relied on their brains. The Diao Ke referred to those who were highly skilled in martial arts and could help the master kill and bury people. Wuchang Diao Ke
Guest, as the name suggests, is as seductive as black and white and impermanent.
As far as I know, Ms. Zhao's pick-up department is full of people who are super capable of fighting. If this department didn't exist, there would be no way to compete head-on with the Changchun Association.
The Changchun Club definitely wants to get rid of Zhao Qingwan, but can it?
No, those people who are at the front of the queue are directly competing with Xie Qirong, Ma Wangye, etc.
Finally there is a Guanyin Society.
I heard that all the women in the club are women. I don’t know what the specific responsibilities are. I only know that they all have a bronze plaque with a carving of Guanyin of the South China Sea riding a dragon, which is Guanyin riding a dragon.
Midnight Kudin has the lowest status in these departments. He is only responsible for making money for his master. Most of them are thieves, scoundrels, bullies, ladies, fraudsters, and tomb robbers. If they can't make much money every month, they are useless.
will be abandoned.
.....
After I went back and talked about these things, I asked: "Botou, I called you that night. You told me that Sister Hong and I would meet one day. Do you know this, Boss?"
"No," he shook his head and said back to me: "Yunfeng, believe me, I only vaguely guessed it at the time, and I didn't know the details."
"Of course I trust you, but..."
I said dejectedly: "Then what should we do now? What kind of Kuding have I become? I was sold to others by Sister Hong and Grandma, so our money is still our money."
"Um..."
Putting his head down on the teacup, he thought deeply and said, "People are important, and money is also important. Before you meet Ms. Zhao."
"Yunfeng, we are like this..."
I nodded repeatedly, but I was still a little worried.
Ten minutes later, I came out of the room and dialed a number.
"Hello."
"I'm the leader of the plan."
"It's Chief Xiao Xiang. Don't call me Chief Ji. It's too ugly. Call me Lao Ji. What's the matter?"
"It's nothing, I just wanted to ask if Brother Tian can save money there?"
