Seeing that the party certificate that was extremely precious and glorious was scratched by this bastard, Weng Quan was so worried that he could die. He jumped like a rabbit, stepped on the ground with his legs, and walked around the coffee table, and pinched Qi Yunlu who was sitting there.

The bastard didn't realize what he had done. He was holding the party certificate in one hand and a proud expression of inviting favor.

It was not until Weng Quanguang and Shanzhu shouted wildly and pinched his neck at the left and right at the same time that he turned into a shocking and unknown expression.

Weng Quanguang pressed Qi Yunlu's neck with one hand, snatched the party certificate in Qi Yunlu's hand, and held the two corners of the party certificate in both hands, just like a highly myopic talented man who looked when he was reading a newspaper without glasses. He put the party certificate in front of his eyes, as if he was licking his tongue back and forth with his tongue.

The matter is very cruel - the toad lily on the cover of the party certificate, which represents "righteousness and integrity", Piao Tianwenxue - Ran said: "Because I was building a side building in the west for Lao Lin, the commercial and residential families next door were afraid of affecting their feng shui or blocking their sun, but they did not dare to offend Lao Lin rashly, so they beg me to ask me every day. Of course, I was very familiar with them. Yesterday morning, I was drinking tea at Lao Song's place next to Lao Lin's west wall. He looked for me and said that a worker had poured mud outside the wall. Lao Lin's exterior wall was the inner wall of Lao Song's house, so I wanted me to send someone to clean it up. This way, we chatted to business. There is such a saying, let alone the party certificate, even the seal was carved with carrots and mud. If you don't believe it, go and ask yourself."

Hearing Qi Yunlu say so with a nose and eyes, Weng Quanguang trembled and turned on the cover of the party certificate and stared at the seals. At this moment, the more he looked at the seals, the more handsome he felt. The people in the capital even made seals so handsome. But now the more he looked at them, the more he felt vague it was not like a good seal. He gritted his teeth and waved his hand and said, "Let's go! Let's go to the place with the surname Song together!"

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Thursday at twelve noon.

Half an hour later, Weng Quanguang and Shanzhu took two of his subordinates to fight Qi Yunlu to the printing shop west of Lin Liuming's house.

Inside, Lao Song and three friends were squatting in the middle of the shop for dinner. Seeing someone coming in, Lao Song put down his bowl and shouted: "Do you want to print things? Our shop can print Western and Chinese styles, and you can make invitations, banners, seals, and paste. Come and have a look!"

"Did you do this?" Weng Quanguang hesitated and handed the party certificate to the boss, his tone with a strong desire, hoping that he would deny it.

"I did it." Lao Song answered neatly.

Weng Quanguang felt dizzy and his body shaking. The pig next to him quickly supported him.

"Why do you say you did it? You have to get evidence." Qi Yunlu glanced at the two people who were lost in Longchuantang and stepped forward to ask for them.

When Old Song saw that it was Qi Yunlu, he was stunned and asked back, "Xiao Qi, didn't you tell you yesterday?"

Qi Yunlu signaled Weng Quanguang and the others with a wink at him, and said, "Lord Weng wants to see."

"Master Weng?" Old Song was shocked, and then he recognized that these two men were the bosses of the docks. He quickly pissed into the inner room, searched the cabinet and took out a stack of blue cards and ran out, handed them to Weng Quanguang and Shanzhu, explaining: "This was all done that day. These were broken because they wanted to draw those patterns? They were not well-drawn at the beginning, and the guests felt that they didn't look like each other, so don't."

Weng Quanguang endured the pain of "his wife is having a fuck, her son is taking drugs and spending his family, and he is ill in bed", and took it over and took a look: it was indeed several covers of the party certificate, which were similar to his own material and pictures.

"You also engraved the seal? The Democratic Party, Fang Bingsheng and other things? Do you have any evidence?" Shanzhu asked questions in order to share the gang honor and to share the boss's worries, thinking that the probability of the shooting star hitting his head proved that this kid was lying.

"Yes, they were anxious and didn't have time to use the materials to make seals, so the radish was engraved with a large seal, and the private seal was carved in clay." At this point, Lao Song spread his hands and said helplessly: "There is no evidence, because we have eaten the remaining half of the radish, otherwise we can take it out and compare the size of the seal for you."

"Why are all codes 105?" Qi Yunlu came over again and said, pointing to the covers in Weng Quanguang's hand who saw Ximen Qing and his wife studying the work and his expressions.

"The guest said, do No. 105 first, and this must be done well." Lao Song's answer was very straightforward.

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Ten minutes later, Weng Quanguang walked towards the carriage when he came without saying a word. Shanzhu and Qi Yunlu were following behind. Just looking at Weng Quanguang's limping posture when he walked, neither of them dared to say anything casually. This man was both angry and lame.

"Boss, where are we going?" The bodyguard and coachman asked when he saw the boss come out of the store, sitting in the driver's seat, he turned his head and asked.

Weng Quanguang stopped there immediately, motionless, looking at the ground with his head low, and the scorching sunlight made his face sink into the darkness. A minute later, he suddenly raised his head, gritted his teeth, and his tears flowed. He stomped on the ground under his feet and shouted:

"Go to Zhong Erzai's place! I'm going to kill Fang Bingsheng!!!"

Before he finished speaking, Qi Yunlu rushed up and hugged Weng Quanguang's waist like a tiger. He exclaimed: "Master Weng, don't say what I said! I still have to work for Lao Lin!"

The pig also pounced on him and grabbed the trembling boss's arm. But he called out: "Boss, please calm down. Let's make a long-term plan. They are Huichuantang and the Opium Hall. They are too powerful. Isn't it good to offend them rashly?"

Weng Quanguang was held by the two of them, and he didn't move for a moment. He looked up at the sky. The sun in the sky didn't let him close his eyes. Then he raised his legs and kicked Qi Yunlu, then turned around and punched Shanzhu in the face.

Qi Yunlu and Shanzhu both squatted on the ground, dying with their superb acting skills, and did not dare to stand up and arouse Weng Quanguang's anger.
Chapter completed!