Chapter 913 Formal training: the flesh and blood Buddha body!
at this time.
Jiang Xiong finally breathed a sigh of relief after a tiring day.
At the end of the year, he was so busy that he was so busy that the factory really treated them like donkeys. The problem was that the donkeys all had carrots, so what did they have?
"Wait until I become a waiter!"
Jiang Xiong was secretly angry.
As a factory guard at the lowest level, even though he has now reached the realm of an innate martial artist, he is still not easy to use. Instead, because of his strength, he is assigned more tasks.
After finishing the task handover, he turned around and went back to his residence, thinking that he should hand over this month's money tomorrow. After all, it is really not safe to keep it on him.
When the time comes, I will bring back a batch of medicines along the way. Under the new year, there will be many rewards from the palace, and the palace people have money in their hands, so they can sell it in a big way.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile.
However, he had just walked halfway and was about to turn, when suddenly a fist silently hit the back of his head.
Peng!
He had no strength to resist at all and was knocked unconscious.
Before his consciousness dissipated, he felt a pair of hands suddenly reach out from the darkness around the corner and grab his feet. A huge drag force came and pulled him directly into the darkness.
"No!"
He screamed in his heart, but his vision turned completely dark.
In the darkness, two hands neatly untied Jiang Xiong's collar and quickly rummaged through it, not missing anything from top to bottom.
"Um?"
Yang Fan raised his eyebrows and found a thick envelope in the middle of Jiang Xiong's clothes. The kraft paper envelope was bulging, as if there was something there.
He opened it and his eyes suddenly lit up.
Banknote!
Lots of banknotes!
Wow.
He simply counted and found that there were 100,000 silver notes, each of which was a large value of 10,000 taels, with a faint scent of ink exuding from it.
"Making a lot of money!"
"How come he has so much money!"
"The stall seat belongs to him, we must not let him escape!"
Three consecutive thoughts quickly emerged from Yang Fan's mind.
He put the brown paper envelope away and checked Jiang Xiong's body again. After finding nothing missing, he quickly evacuated.
After only a moment, Jiang Xiong woke up.
He covered the back of his head and sat up from the ground. He immediately realized something, his face changed, and he quickly looked around and around his whole body.
When he saw the torn marks on the inside of his clothes, he was heartbroken!
"The money is gone!"
When he realized this, a surge of blood suddenly burst out of his body and went straight to the top of his head, and his eyes turned red.
In broad daylight, less than 200 meters away from the gate of Dongchang, he was actually robbed?
That’s outrageous!
Could it be that he showed some flaws?
His face was livid, he was frightened and angry, and his whole body was shaking.
At the same time, I quickly thought about the person who might have done this. After all, he is just a little factory guard, and no one should be staring at him like this!
etc!
Yan Lei!
This old yinbi has been attached to Yang Fan recently. Could it be that he also wants to be the leader of Team 10, so he deliberately stumbles himself, and this time he secretly warns himself?
"But you should never steal my money!"
Jiang Xiong's face turned dark, he clenched the handle of the knife with one hand and headed straight towards Dongchang.
Just when Jiang Xiong walked into the tenth team's stronghold, he saw Yang Fan walking towards him. His face was full of joy and he looked quite happy.
"See Deacon."
Jiang Xiong quickly saluted.
At the same time, he was looking around secretly, and sure enough he saw Yan Lei coming from behind Yang Fan!
The so-called enemies were extremely jealous when they met. If Yang Fan hadn't been here, Jiang Xiong would have wanted to question Yan Lei right away!
"It's Jiang Xiong! Why haven't I seen you this time?"
Yang Fan asked with a kind face.
Jiang Xiong did not dare to neglect, and said quickly: "The factory has arranged some tasks. I leave early and come back late every day, so I have never had time to come and pay my respects to the deacon. Please forgive me."
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter."
Yang Fan smiled and waved his hand and said, "It is because of hard-working factory guards like you that the current prosperous situation of Dongchang can be achieved! Our family is also very pleased!"
"Fearful in humble position!"
Jiang Xiong didn't expect that Yang Fan would praise him so much. He didn't even dare to say so, but he was secretly wondering why Yang Fan was so friendly to him today.
Could it be that the gift you gave made the other party satisfied?
If he had known that Yang Fan could be bribed with five thousand taels, he would have paid for it long ago!
After all, when Yang Fan parachuted in at the beginning, he gave him a gift. At that time, there was a full 20,000 taels of silver and a deed to a Shendu mansion worth 15,000 taels!
Who would have thought that Yang Fan would refuse at that time!
It seems that the way I gave gifts must have been wrong!
Naturally, Yang Fan didn't know what he missed at that time, but he still said with a smile on his face: "You deserve this!"
After a pause, he said with a smile: "Our family has also thought about it. I have just been promoted to deacon and I don't have any reliable people under my command. You and Yan Lei are both important to me. After the new year, etc.
After Eunuch Tao's arrangements are made, you will be my stallholders!"
"Thank you, sir!"
Jiang Xiong didn't expect that Yang Fan would suddenly make such a promise. His face showed joy and he quickly knelt down to thank him. Yan Lei at the side also quickly knelt down to thank him.
"Um."
Yang Fan nodded and calmly accepted the two people's kneeling.
Even though it was just a step away from the factory guard to the stall, there was always a situation in the factory where there were too many monks and too few people. They were both overjoyed to be promoted by Yang Fan.
Yang Fan encouraged the two of them a few more words and left.
After all, his horizons have broadened at this time, and one hundred thousand taels of silver is only enough for him to serve with a smile for a while!
I, Yang Fan, am the deacon!
One hundred thousand taels is nothing!
In the stronghold.
"I'm a stall holder!"
The excitement in Jiang Xiong's heart could not be calmed down for a long time. Yan Lei next to him glanced at him, a faint smile flashed across his eyes, and he turned around and disappeared.
It wasn't until he left that Jiang Xiong came to his senses.
Looking at Yan Lei who had disappeared, a trace of gloom flashed across his face. He thought he had been promoted and would take a good look at Yan Lei.
Unexpectedly, that guy was so lucky that Yang Fan also fell in love with him.
"Hmph, let's see!"
Jiang Xiong secretly turned his mind, and soon returned to the lost one hundred thousand taels of silver, and his face became ugly again.
With such a huge loss, how could he explain it to his superiors?
When he thought of the method used by that person to get to the top, he felt a little creepy in his heart. No, he definitely couldn't say that he had lost his money.
But one hundred thousand taels of silver is not a small amount, and he can't cover it up at all!
"Wait! Why don't you just say that you had no choice but to dedicate it to Yang Fan?"
"After all, Shangfeng had intended to secretly deploy people here. One hundred thousand taels of silver, although it is a bit too much, but he has been promoted to a stall, and sooner or later he will be able to make up for this gap..."
Jiang Xiong's eyes rolled rapidly, and he quickly made up his mind. Just like that, a seat at the Dongchang stall was considered an explanation!
When facing the peak, even if there is punishment, it will not be too severe.
At least it’s better than losing one hundred thousand taels of silver!