Chapter 640 He is stingy enough to make inflation!
Some families are happy and some are sad. Lin Chou's little life here is fun, but something happened to the top shopkeeper... Ahem, Mo Matchmaker and Director Mo don't have such a high happiness perception.
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Recently, an anonymous letter of complaint made a tearful accusation against the Mingguang big-character poster project in Majiao Alley. In fact, it is a New Dawn plan to carry out targeted restaurants to sell inferior ingredients and have bad attitudes towards children and even beat and scold them at times. Further accusations of lax supervision have even increased.
It has reached the point where the New Dawn Project is being entrusted to seek benefits or some high-level officials are trying to achieve some ulterior or ulterior motives.
Well, the reason why I say I burst into tears is because the attentive staff of the Development Committee found traces of dried water droplets on the letter paper with childish and crooked handwriting. After identification, it was found to be the composition of tears. The most shocking thing is that the letter
There is a row of about twenty small bloody fingerprints at the end.
It’s so tragic! It’s heartbreaking!
It’s outrageous! The impact is extremely bad!
Mingguang has not entered the fingerprint identification system, and Mo Hongniang does not care who the twenty or so bloody fingerprints come from, but there is no need to think about it, they must be those poor children who have been persecuted for no reason.
Mo Hongniang immediately convened a meeting of the whole committee and sprayed the committee from top to bottom... She was so bloody and disgraced that six tables were smashed into pieces.
Among the fragments of tables and chairs scattered all over the place, Mo Hongniang's aura was more selective than that of a high-level evolved person, like some ancient ferocious beast whose cubs were hurt. Her stern eyes swept from the top of the podium to the crows below.
The oppressive crowd.
The people caught in her sight were like lone sheep surrounded by wolves or newly weaned lambs. It seemed that there were no other possibilities except for the chance of survival through cute blogging.
"The officials directly under Majiao Lane in Xiacheng District and the eight surrounding alleys were dismissed from their posts and investigated. They worked on a farm in the outer city area for three years and were deprived of political power for life. They were never hired. The direct leaders of Majiao Lane in charge were raised to the third level, removed from their posts, and investigated."
Just when everyone was relieved and thankful that they were not "sitting together", Mo Hongniang said with a half-smile,
"All current employees of the Occurrence Committee, including me, are prohibited from receiving their salaries for three months and will be charged to the special funds for the New Dawn Plan."
"..."
There was a depressing and embarrassing silence.
Finally, Qin Yuanfeng stood up and said,
"Mo Chu is right. Such embarrassing news happened to us. Other departments still don't know what to think of us. Since there are rumors that we misappropriated funds from the New Dawn Project, then regardless of whether we use it or not, just give it to us.
Let them take a look and leave them speechless."
Mo Hongniang nodded happily,
"I didn't expect that Secretary Qin, who has always regarded wealth as his life, would think this way. I am very happy."
Qin Yuanfeng smiled and said, "Mo Chu, you are so complimentary that I can't refute you... I'm afraid that this reputation of treating wealth as life is going to be fulfilled in the future."
Mo Hongniang said,
"I do hope that Secretary Yuanfeng can treat money as his life and use it for special purposes as he does now, and don't touch any funds that shouldn't be touched. Even if others call you a stingy Qin Xiaoxin, Secretary Yuanfeng can stick to his heart.
Keep doing it from the beginning to the end.”
Qin Yuanfeng nodded silently, his eyes firm.
After Mo Hongniang ordered various handling measures, all the people involved in the incident hurriedly left.
"Secretary Qin, do you have anything else to do?"
Qin Yuanfeng, who was standing still, said,
"There's just a little thing I want to tell you."
Mo Hongniang waved to him to sit down,
"Secretary Yuanfeng, that's what you say."
Qin Yuanfeng gave a wry smile and said, "This matter is about Lin Chou."
Mo Hongniang raised her eyebrows,
"Huh? Is there something wrong with Pythagorean Alley too? No, it's because after Lin Chou left, the children from Pythagorean Alley were gathered into Ma Jiao Alley."
Qin Yuanfeng shook his head,
"That's not true. In fact, this matter is Lin Chou himself. He..."
Mo Hongniang looked at Qin Yuanfeng meaningfully,
"Wait a minute, Secretary Yuanfeng, are you asked to talk about this? If so, then there is no need for you."
Qin Yuanfeng was stunned, his tone was slightly cold,
"Who does Mo Chu think of me, Qin Yuanfeng? My little bastard Qin Sheng has received countless favors from Mr. Lin. How can I still come here to pick peaches as shamelessly as some ruthless people? I am not a son of man!"
Mo Hongniang was also stunned,
"Then Secretary Yuanfeng is..."
The expression on Qin Yuanfeng's face was very strange, showing a bit of... embarrassment that was rare for an official of his level.
"Ahem, I...well...actually, I'm not targeting Lin Chou. I respect him very much and am grateful to him. It's just for the sake of the base city that I have to consider this in advance."
Mo Hongniang pinched her eyebrows,
"Yuanfeng, you'd better tell the truth, don't beat around the bush..."
Qin Yuanfeng organized his thoughts and looked serious.
"Lin Chou's Lin's Restaurant has been in business since March, and its income has exceeded... 100 million circulation points. This number is only a lot more. This does not include various other industries and valuable substitutes.
.”
Mo Hongniang was not surprised at all.
"Many people know this figure. The pricing of his medicinal diet is very reasonable. If you ask me, it is even a little low."
The bitterness on Qin Yuanfeng's face became even stronger,
"I'm not talking about this...it's just that this Lin Chou, apart from ordering a set of clothes from Grandma Yue and spending 100,000 points, he went to Market 11 to buy various raw materials and seasonings, and traded ingredients with hunters.
, strange beast.”
Qin Yuanfeng was confused and dumbfounded, and suddenly became excited.
"Other than that, he has never leaked out of even one circulation point, not even one circulation point! Can you believe it?!"
Mo Hongniang drank the tea well, and she spurted it out after hearing this.
"Really? How is this possible!"
Qin Yuanfeng's tone was so despairing,
"I thought it was impossible before. How could a person live without consuming? It wasn't until I checked the consumption records six times that I had to believe that this was a terrible fact."
"This kid has made so much money, he, he even sewed the shoes he wears himself!!"
"Why doesn't he buy something? How can he not buy something?!"
"Why are you so stingy? It's unprecedented..."
"so..."
"Think about it, in a city as big as Mingguang, the upper limit of currency in circulation is actually very low, and Lin Chou has accumulated a lot of money in just a few months, which most people would not even dream of in a lifetime.
The money that can be dreamed of is only a few months. If it takes a few years, a dozen years, Mo Chu, I believe in my judgment, he will definitely, definitely, definitely be able to do it when he takes out this money.
How will Mingguang's currency depreciate?"
"Yuanfeng, that's an exaggeration..." Mo Hongniang suddenly had a headache, "We have no reason to deprive a citizen of his normal and reasonable income."
Qin Yuanfeng gave the reason,
"No one will deprive him of his income. Let me use a not-so-nice term. Mo Chu, do you think we can find a way to let him consume a little and spend some money?"
"He just held it tightly in his hands. I was really panicked..."
"..."
Mo Hongniang's mouth was dry and she was rarely at a loss for words, or in other words, she no longer knew what to say.
Qin Yuanfeng added more firewood,
"Lin Chou is still young. He is a normal man. He eats, drinks, and gambles with women...ahem, I mean, money, women, power, houses, cars...whatever, he must have a hobby, right?"
"He who has no desires or desires is a saint!"
"You have seen a lot of ancient movies before the catastrophe, right? The kind where the Great Dao ruthlessly becomes a saint immediately and then feels that the world is too filthy and waves away Yunala. Do you want to watch Lin Chou become that kind of person?"
The corners of Mo Hongniang's mouth were twitching, and she looked at Qin Yuanfeng with eyes that made her want to cry without tears.
"Secretary Yuanfeng, the more you talk, the more outrageous you are!"
Qin Yuanfeng coughed and realized that something was off track.
"Ahem... Mo Chu, that's what I mean anyway, do you think?"
Mo Hongniang rubbed her eyebrows,
"Well... let it go first, let it go, and then we will hold a small meeting to discuss it. Hey, I have dealt with so many things, and I am a little tired. Secretary Qin, it is getting late. Go back and rest early. Your health is the most important thing, um
,That's it."
After saying that, Mo Hongniang actually left Qin Yuanfeng and left in a hurry!
Her steps are faster than those who were scared away by her before!
Qin Yuanfeng looked at the bright sky outside the window, twitching the corners of his mouth and remaining silent.
...
The small pond behind Pythagorean Alley is where Lin Chou used to play when he was a child.
A group of melons, ranging from the age of 14 to 14, were splashing all over the pond, as happy as wild dogs on the loose.
Qin Sheng, Qin Erhu, Calabash and a group of friends were sitting on the rocks on the shore, looking at the girls in cool clothes playing in the water on the other side of the pond with empty eyes.
Calabash baby has a stream of clear nasal discharge,
"Wow, Sister Xia Yu is so white~"
Erhu wiped his saliva and covered Calabash's eyes, nose and mouth.
"You know nothing about what children are looking at. Besides, she is my future wife. Does your future sister-in-law know? Brothers and wives should not be bullied."
Qin Sheng sneered,
"If you don't talk too much, just draw your sword!!"
Erhu's metal claws, which were particularly ferocious compared to his entire underage body, scratched the stone, and brilliant sparks jumped around.
"What did you say?"
Qin Sheng snorted,
"What are you trying to do? I don't know which one of us will finish first. You've been here for several months, haha."
Suddenly, a white pigeon glided over at low altitude and landed next to Qin Sheng, with a small bamboo tube tied to its leg.
Qin Sheng was overjoyed. He took off the bamboo tube and took out the note and read it.
"It's done, that bastard named Wu is dead."
Calabash baby raised his hand,
"Me, me, I have the greatest credit, and the blood on which the fingerprints are pressed is all mine!"
Erhu curled his lips,
"Why did you happen to have a nosebleed? At a young age, you peeked at girls taking a bath to let your mother know if she didn't tear you into pieces."
The gourd baby trembled and did not dare to say anything.
The girls also got dressed and walked over from the other side, chirping and asking,
"Qin Sheng, the news is here? I saw the carrier pigeon."
"How about it?"
"Will the aunt continue to rule the three lanes...it's so scary..."
Qin Sheng coughed and announced in a majestic and majestic manner,
"The era of auntie has been completely ended!!"
Holding up a small piece of paper, his face was filled with expressions like "You guys cheer, cheer, cheer for brother Qin Sheng's greatness, I won't mind."
Youthful girls can indeed satisfy Qin Sheng's little vanity.
"Long live!"
"Long live Brother Qin Sheng!"
“It’s great~”
Qin Yuanfeng probably never dreamed that his own son was responsible for this big incident that caused the whole incident to take place.
If you knew, would you be comforted, or would you strangle this little bastard to death?
If Mo Hongniang knew about it, would she strangle Qin Sheng to death first, or would she strangle Qin Yuanfeng to death first and then Qin Sheng?
...
Boss Lin, who was so stingy that he was considered to be on an inflationary level, was completely unaware of this and was enjoying the praise of the old man fish of course.
Especially Mr. Sikong, who has always been very interested in some weird snacks (a certain type of strange horse meat noodle soup with unknown classification is not included in this list), a small fish that he has never seen before greatly satisfied him.
Due to his appetite and curiosity, Mr. Sikong waved his hand and was rewarded with a 100,000 gold card.
Of course Lin Chou was disrespectful.
"By the way, I see that bamboo shoots are about to fall in two days, and there are also white-shelled snails. Come and try them then... Why haven't you seen Ziyu recently?"
Sikong agreed,
"It's not because of you. After Ziyu awakened, he was ravaged by the ancestors of the Zhao family. When Tian'er resisted and went into seclusion, my God, didn't they say that awakened people will only find a safe place to retreat when they break through the ranks?
What's the point of Mr. Zhao carrying Ziyu around every day?"
Master Shan came and said,
"What do you know? The old son and grandson are the lifeblood of the old man and the old lady! With so many members of the Zhao family, it is so easy for someone to have the same awakening talent as Mr. Zhao. Then the old man is still hurting to the point of his bones? Speaking of which, what is Mr. Zhao doing?
What is your rank and age... That loud tone is so scary."
Some people speculated,
"Mr. Zhao was not well known in the base city before. Boss Lin only showed up occasionally after he opened a small restaurant, and a little bit of his reputation came out. Anyway, I saw Mr. Wei and those fifth-level bosses mentioning Mr. Zhao.
They all look so respectful, it makes my heart tremble just thinking about it, even the ones from Hei Chenhai are not so exaggerated, right?"
"You can't tell your rank, but how old is your age? How old is Mr. Zhao? He's forty or fifty years old. Mr. Zhao is the father of Mr. Zhao, so he shouldn't be that old, right?"
"No, no, the old man must be a high-level awakened person. The aura he unconsciously reveals is so tough. It's nothing new to have a son after all."
"That's true...but when I think about it, I feel even more panicked!"
Lin Chou thought to himself that if you knew that Mr. Zhao Pahui was a survivor before the catastrophe, and that he was two hundred or more decades old, you wouldn't be able to smoke him on the spot.
Of course, there is no need for him to say such things out loud, it is enough that he knows it in his mind.