After getting off the job, Chen Guanlou went to Du Fuzi with wine and meat to report the good news to him. This will prevent the old man from being anxious all day long and unable to sleep well. If you get sick because of this, it will be a big sin. When the old servant of the Du family saw him, he smiled so hard that he couldn't see his eyes. He took the wine and meat skillfully, pointed to the study and asked him to go in directly, where Master Du was busy working. These days, Master Du has been worried, fearing that if he goes to sleep one night, he will never wake up and his head will move. When he saw Chen Guanlou come to the door, his eyes lit up and he stared blankly at him, trying to tell whether he was good or bad from his expression. Next, should I drink and be happy, or should I cry. Chen Guanlou showed a bright smile to Master Du. Master Du slapped his thigh and it was done! Seeing this smile, he knew that things were okay. Hahaha, I’ll have three big cups today. "How did you do it? Can Sitong Bank promise you? Tell me quickly, I have been thinking about it." He asked Chen Guanlou to sit down and asked eagerly. Chen Guanlou said vaguely: "I found a friend. This friend is very capable, and the backer behind him is even more capable. In short, Stone Bank itself is in trouble now, and shopkeeper Li is so worried that he has no time to deal with us two little people. Once they resolve the current troubles, they will probably no longer be involved in this kind of shady business within a few years.” Once bitten by a snake, you will be afraid of well ropes for ten years.
After Jin Yiwei's investigation is over, if Shopkeeper Li dares to get involved in the antique calligraphy and painting business of unknown origin again, he will respect him as a man and he will die soon. What does the old emperor crave most now? money! Money is the lifeblood of the old emperor. Anyone who touches the old emperor's small treasury will be what the old emperor calls a traitor. Even if he is the biological son of the old emperor, he will still have to shed his skin, or in serious cases, he will be imprisoned. The old emperor's meanness and unkindness were not only reflected in his attitude towards his ministers, but also his cruelty towards his own son. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was the old emperor's favorite child. He would give him anything he wanted, so he would just pluck the stars and the moon from the sky and give them to the Crown Prince. If he really had the skills to reach the stars and the moon, the old emperor would definitely not be stingy. But what happened now, guarding against the prince was like guarding against the rebels. When he saw the prince, he became angry and wanted to kill the prince on the spot. How can I have the slightest favor from back then? The prince is treated like this, and other princes can imagine this. Only a few young princes who pose no threat to the imperial power can get the smiles and praises of the old emperor. All adult princes, without exception, were closely watched by the old emperor. Under such circumstances, even if Jin Yiwei's investigation is concluded, Chen Guanlou bets that Shopkeeper Li will not dare to get involved in this business for several years. In this way, he will naturally be safe and worry-free. Shopkeeper Li was confused. He asked himself that he had done things very secretly and had perfectly deceived the superiors and subordinates. Why did he alert Jin Yiwei? Is there a mole around? I can't figure it out. I can't figure it out. Manager Zhao is a very smart person, "Could it be the boy named Chen who leaked the news?" "Didn't you arrange for someone to keep an eye on him every day? Have you seen him in contact with Jin Yiwei related personnel?" Shopkeeper Li asked. Manager Zhao shook his head reluctantly. He couldn't talk nonsense about this matter, he could only tell the truth, "I didn't find it. The boy named Chen went home every day on errands, at two o'clock. At most, he just chatted and said hello to the neighbors. He is alone, with no woman around him.” "So, is it really true that there is a thief within us?" Shopkeeper Li's eyes instantly became fierce, with a strong murderous intent. Manager Zhao shuddered subconsciously, feeling uneasy in his heart, "No way! Those who know about this deal are all confidants. Who would think of being the eyes and ears of Jinyiwei? Uncle, is there something else going on in this matter?" Shopkeeper Li shook his head slowly, "You don't understand how powerful Jin Yiwei is. They are all-pervasive. Who can guarantee that our Sitong Bank does not have Jin Yiwei's spies. It would be abnormal for Jin Yiwei not to keep an eye on such a big deal. It is necessary to protect the people around you. Check them all. Not only the person, but also the three generations of his ancestors.” Manager Zhao felt a nail under his butt, which made him sit on pins and needles. His butt twisted slightly, and he wanted to stand up and talk. But he was worried that the move would be too big and would arouse shopkeeper Li's suspicion. He knew that Shopkeeper Li was the most suspicious, ruthless, and vicious in his methods. People who are bank bosses are not merciful people. Compassion does not control soldiers, justice does not control wealth. This principle is still valid in banks. "Leave this matter to me?" Although Manager Zhao was showing off his power in front of Chen Guanlou, in front of Shopkeeper Li, he was like a mouse meeting a cat, not even daring to speak loudly. He just wants to live well, do simple things, receive generous rewards, and not have to bear responsibility. In his opinion, the matter of investigating three generations of ancestors is not money. Secondly, the key is that there are many things to do and it is easy to make mistakes. If he takes responsibility afterwards, shopkeeper Li will definitely deal with him.
He didn't want to do this. It doesn't matter if you say he has no ambition and no future. Shopkeeper Li glanced at him coldly, "That's it, get out." Manager Zhao ran away as if he had been granted amnesty. There was a burst of joy in my heart. Shopkeeper Li was very disappointed and couldn't help the mud on the wall. Today's young people are useless, and they can't compare to the hard work he did when he was young. All of them are afraid of difficulties and have no future. However, he has many people under his command. Without Butcher Zhang, he still has Butcher Li and Butcher Su. In a word, the thief must be dug out, cut into pieces with thousands of knives, and his body broken into thousands of pieces. The men of the whole family will be thrown into the mine to be slaves, and the women will be thrown into the mine to be prostitutes. Don’t even think about turning around in this lifetime. "Shopkeeper, Lord Xiao from the Jinyiwei is here." The servant stood at the door and said cautiously. Shopkeeper Li stood up suddenly, "Please come in! No, I will go to greet him myself." He did not dare to be negligent, and hurried out of the door to greet him. Unexpectedly, Lord Xiao had already led people into the door. If Chen Guanlou was here, he would definitely exclaim, "The man in brocade clothes." Lord Xiao was the man in brocade clothes who killed Duan Tianlin, and the man in brocade clothes who almost cut Chen Guanlou with a sword during the midnight curfew. Lord Xiao was dressed in a flying fish suit, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he looked very heroic. He had a murderous aura all over his body, and I don't know how many people died in his hands. He was a whole head taller than Shopkeeper Li, and he looked down at the old man in front of him, with a dignified look, "Shopkeeper Li, let's have a good chat today." "Chat! We must have a good chat! Sir Xiao, please come in." Shopkeeper Li bowed his head and respectfully invited the man into the flower hall, offering him tea that was better than the tribute. Even the old emperor was not qualified to enjoy the extremely rare Mingqian tea brewed from a special origin. The silver had been prepared long ago, with large-denomination silver notes, and he was just waiting for the right time to deliver the silver notes to the other party.