Ding Wei was quite surprised by this. He wondered if he had seen it wrong. He leaned forward while sitting upright and looked back and forth twice at the destination written on the ticket. Yes, the destination marked by the twenty-eight tickets.
They are all banks, no exceptions.
Staring at the lottery on the table, and then at the people sitting down, Ding Wei kept doing this again and again, and his expression looked a little strange.
Personnel from various factions noticed that Ding Wei's reaction was abnormal.
After leaning forward and sitting upright, Ding Wei spoke up, "Is this the result of your drawing of lots? Did I see it wrong? Huang Ban, come and take care of me."
Huang Ban, who was standing with his hands tied, turned around when he heard this, walked to the desk and looked down at the destination marked on the sign. He was stunned for a moment at the first sight, and then his eyes glanced back and forth. After repeated confirmation, he looked back at everyone.
I couldn't help but ask, "Is this your decision to draw lots?"
Hong Gaitian responded: "That's right!"
Huang Ban turned around and faced everyone, pointing to a row of lots on the table, "You guys really have nothing to do. Is it necessary to draw lots? What the hell are you doing?"
Ding Wei raised his hand and waved to the side, signaling him to step back. Huang Ban bowed slightly and stepped aside again.
Ding Wei stared at the signs on the table, while everyone sitting down carefully watched Ding Wei's reaction.
After a while, Ding Wei said slowly: "Qianzhuang! It seems that everyone is more interested in bankers. Also, almost all the wealth in the world circulates in money banks. Let me tell you, are you planning to rob money or make money?
Is it so easy to get money from banks all over the world? You will lose your life if you touch the money of banks rashly!"
The scene was completely silent. The disciples from various sects looked at me and I looked at you. They seemed to be confused as to what Ding Wei meant by his words.
Most of the elders from each sect felt a little guilty and quietly watched the reactions of the people around them.
Hong Gaitian couldn't help but say, "I don't know what Mr. Ding meant by this. Isn't the bank on the list of people allowed to intervene?"
Ding Wei: "It's good to be on the intervention list, but you can't all go to the bank together, right? The saints asked you to go to Piao Miao Pavilion to supervise various departments. What do you mean by rushing to Tianxia Bank to audit the accounts? Tianxia Bank.
How big is the hole that so many people come to check?"
"Getting together?" Hong Gaitian was stunned, and then defended: "Of the twenty-eight lots, only two of them went to Tianxia Bank. How could they get together?"
"Two?" Ding Wei raised his eyebrows and glanced at the elders of the various factions sitting in front who were obviously guilty. He probably understood what was going on and snorted: "Are there only two that go to the bank?
Why do I see twenty-eight lots that all go to the bank? Have I lived in vain for so many years without knowing how to read? Forgive me for my blindness, are these two? Don’t say that I acted unfairly, and don’t say that I did something wrong afterwards.
What are the hands and feet? Come and see for yourselves."
Hong Gaitian was the first to be unable to bear it any longer. He hurried out of the queue and ran to the table to check. He was dumbfounded at first glance. Then he looked more closely and saw that the word "Qianzhuang" was all over the place, and there was no exception for the twenty-eight lots.
Are they all banks? The disciples of each sect all looked at the elders of their sect, and they understood the dishonesty of the elders of their sect.
The elders of each sect were also surprised. No matter what they had done, they all got up and came over to check. After looking at it, they all sweated a little. They found that this opinion was too unified, and they all returned to their positions with their legs crossed.
sit down.
The law does not blame everyone. If everyone is like this, to a certain extent, it will make people feel relieved and calm.
Niu Youdao, who sat back in his seat, was also speechless and found that none of the elders of the various factions present had anything good to say.
He didn't change his visa because he wanted to go to a good place, he just wanted to stay in the Holy Land and make a difference. He didn't expect that everyone would do this. He had thought that some people might be unruly, but he didn't expect that everyone would be unruly.
The elders sent by various factions to lead the team are really not honest people, and they are not vegetarians.
He had to be thankful that he had made more preparations in advance to be on the safe side. Otherwise, if a bunch of guys played like this, they would have ruined everything.
Judging from the reactions of the elders of each sect, the disciples of each sect have confirmed that the situation should be exactly as Ding Wei said. The disciples of each sect have had their eyes opened this time.
Now I think of the lively draw of lots yesterday. It was a fake. It was so fake. As long as there was a chance, the elders would immediately do something. No one was soft-hearted. They all wanted to use the draw as a cover to blind others.
eyes so that I can take advantage of it and sneak around.
Of course, no one would blame their own elders. The elders are not only doing it for themselves, but also for their own good, and even for the sect’s good.
It is precisely because of such "righteousness" that no one will feel guilty when the elders of various sects feel bad. Once something is accomplished, it will be credit.
These people are interesting! Ding Wei looked at the group of people with a sarcastic look on his face, half-smiling but not smiling. He slowly leaned back on his chair and casually looked at the two people standing in front of the case, who refused to leave.
, I found that the faces of these two people were ugly, Hong Gaitian of Nanhai and Qi Bisang of Tiannv Cult.
Aren't there two lots that went to the bank? Ding Wei estimated that these two people should be the real owners of the lot. At this time, they became the owners of the lot. They were probably full of bitterness and didn't know where to pour it.
His judgment was correct. Hong Gaitian and Qi Bisang were the real winners of the draw at the bank.
Facing a bunch of counterfeit goods at this time, the two of them were angry inside. They were quite happy after getting the lottery yesterday. Everyone saw it in front of everyone and everyone could prove it. They didn't think anyone could fake it. The key is
If you succeed, you won't think about the crooked things. If you have it, you will naturally not worry about what others don't have.
Only now did the two of them realize that they were naive. It was dark. It was really not ordinary black. The surroundings were completely dark. It was so dark that it was outrageous!
After the scene was silent for a while, Ding Wei said: "This is the result that you have been thinking about for three days? Are you given three days to think about such a result? And draw lots, can you reach a consensus on this kind of draw, and can you draw it?"
"The sarcasm is obvious.
The group of elders present did not say a word, and they all turned their backs on each other. They were all thick-skinned anyway.
Hong Gaitian, who had a dark face, fisted his fists, turned around suddenly, pointed at a group of people and shouted angrily: "A bunch of bastards, what do you mean?"
Qi Bisang also slowly turned around and looked at everyone, with a rather ugly look on his face.
Now, how could the two of them not know the intentions of a bunch of idiots? There were only two draws at the bank. Everyone agreed on something on the spot, but they got it, and no one could say anything. The purpose of changing the draws.
It's very simple, let the bank have more places. Once the number increases, the quota for going to the bank will be adjusted. Even if it is adjusted by Piao Miao Pavilion, it may not be adjusted to me.
If the adjustment doesn't hit you, you've earned it. If you're unlucky enough to get adjusted, it doesn't matter. Anyway, the draw you originally drew was not good.
Only a fool would not do a business that is sure to make a profit without losing money.
Everyone thought that only a small number of people would do this, but they never thought that everyone would do it.
If a small number of people do this, they won't be exposed. When the results of Piao Miao Pavilion's adjustment come out, Piao Miao Pavilion will take the blame. Who dares to have any opinions? No one will pursue it.
The two of them naturally knew that they had been cheated. If the bank had more places, it would be adjusted. If there were more people, the two real owners they had drawn might be adjusted out.
Huang Ban on the side also saw it and realized that none of the guys in front of him were good. One by one, they actually dared to let Piaomiao Pavilion take the blame!
If they were all good things, he would be relieved. Just because they were not good, he was slightly worried and let these people intervene in Piaomiao Pavilion. In order to protect themselves, there is nothing these people can't do. These guys are comparable.
Inexperienced monks are much more difficult to deal with. They are all veterans of various sects, and at least they have a certain ability to protect themselves.
"Are all of them mute? Have you touched your conscience and been eaten by dogs? Beasts..."
Hong Gaitian was furious and cursed in grief, but no one said a word when he was scolded, allowing him to scold him.
Seeing that this man kept cursing, Huang Ban was about to shout out to stop the scolding, but Ding Wei seemed to have guessed it and raised his hand to stop him.
Huang Ban glanced at him and probably understood what he meant. It didn't matter if Hong Gaitian scolded these shameless things more, so he allowed Hong Gaitian to continue.
But the scolding had little or no effect. Some of those who were scolded looked up at the roof, some lowered their heads and played with their fingers, some slowly smoothed their sleeves, and some simply closed their eyes to rest in peace.
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"Everyone agreed to draw lots, but they secretly manipulated the things they agreed to. Are you still a man?" Qi Bisang was also helping Hong Gaitian.
Ding Wei waited for a while, and today he learned a lesson from these shameless people. He found that as long as he could not threaten these guys, no matter how much he scolded them, it would be useless. He could not punish everyone because of this matter. There was no need.
I was not wasting time with you anymore, so I said, "Everyone, sit back."
Qi Bisang turned around and cupped his hands and said, "Mr. Ding, please seek justice!"
Ding Wei: "I asked you to sit back and didn't you hear?"
Hong Gaitian and Qi Bisang were unwilling to do so, but they had to accept it. They turned around and looked at everyone with resentful expressions, then sat back down in their seats unwillingly.
After calming down, Ding Weidao said: "Who made this wooden sign, and who presided over the drawing?"
Hong Gaitian immediately pointed at someone and said angrily: "It's Uncle Shanhai!"
Taishu Shanhai was a little nervous, so he stood up and saluted Ding Wei, which was regarded as recognition.
Ding Wei sneered, "You are really capable. You did the lotting and you presided over the drawing. But in the end, even you, the person in charge, took the lead and broke the rules."
Taishu Shanhai was speechless and regretted. If he had known better, he would not have done this.
This is also an old problem of Qiyun Sect. When gathering with other factions, they want to appear to be one step ahead of others in everything. They are too competitive!
Ding Wei put one hand on the table, lightly touched the table with his fingertips, and looked at everyone coldly, "Three days are enough time to think about it. Everyone has seen the situation. We have given everyone time to choose. Yes
It's hard for everyone to make a decision on their own, so we have no choice but to do it for you from Piao Miao Pavilion." After saying that, he got up and left directly, without dealing with a bunch of people drawing lots.