When Qi Yunlu took Zheng Abao's money, she forgot everything. When she came out to work, she remembered that it was difficult to do: there were reporters everywhere in the county town, hotels and small inns were full, and houses were renting out to earn extra money. Even reporters lived in broken sampans by the Dongjiang River outside the city. Li Patou knew that it was not a well-known reporter from a big newspaper. Where could he find such a devastating bastard? And he had to pay back before dinner.

He walked aimlessly towards Trinity Square in the center of the county town, and along the way he grabbed several reporters he knew to inquire. When he said "the Bible telegram" was sent, several reporters knew that the people in this circle could immediately report the names of "Haisong Election Report" or "Life News", but when he asked where this person could be found, the reporters said with disgust that they didn't know.

You should know that Li Wenxin made the one and snatched the big headlines. He became famous in the circle, but he was notorious: a rich big newspaper reporter watched the boy block the top spot in the telegraph company with a Bible and a pistol, and snatched the big headlines of "Young Master Bao Visits Longchuan". How could he not be so popular? A rich tabloid reporter envied jealousy and hated it. It felt like a group of aliens from the group of lions snatched food from the group of lions. If it succeeded, would the local dog respect this hero? n! The local dog may respect the lions, but he absolutely hated this kind of similar ones. This is envious jealousy and hated.

Therefore, Li Wenxin has been regarded as a scum, scum, and shameless person in the journalism circle. Even the original friends, either "because of the Bible teachings" or the Confucian culture that is unrecognizable because of secrets, have all broken up with him, and they don't say hello when they walk: OK, don't talk about this, just say that you get close to him, and you will be revenge by your peers! So if Li Wenxin cannot complete the transformation from a local dog to a lion, he will almost be kicked out by the journalism circle.

The traditional culture of this place only focuses on the common people and the differences, regardless of right or wrong. Even if it is proud to think that it is the most sacred newspaper circle.

In this way, no one knows where Li Wenxin lives; even if he knows, he doesn't know, because the person asked is the candidate Qi Yunlu, maybe there is some news for him, so why bother to make news for him like a bastard? I don't know!

Qi Yunlu had a very good sense of smell. After asking a few reporters, she felt like she was asking where a dirty mouse was. She felt that she couldn't complete this task today.

He raised his head and looked at the lower and lower lead-colored clouds, reached into his inner pocket and touched the banknotes that were so thrust, and sighed, but he didn't know what to do. He looked up at the square not far ahead. Because it was raining heavily, all the idle people had dispersed, and it seemed sparse. There was no such thing as a reporter, let alone the dark man Li Wenxin, so he didn't want to go to the square anymore. Seeing an alley next to him, he turned around and got into the alley, hoping that Li Wenxin suddenly came out of a door in this narrow alley, allowing him to earn 50 yuan.

Of course, this mentality is no longer about finding someone, but about spending time on luck or slacking off work.

Just as he was walking through the alley, he looked at the exit in front, and the two of them were talking and laughing and flashing by the narrow exit, as blurry and illusory as a slide of a foreigner.

"Hey, isn't that Fan Linhui's brother-in-law?" Qi Yunlu was stunned, then ran away from walking, chasing her, and wanted to say hello. He likes to chat and make friends with people.

But after the entrance of the alley came out, Qi Yunlu's hands were already raised with joy, but she was stunned and screamed behind the two of them.

Because the guy who was smiling with Fan Linhui's brother-in-law was also known to Qi Yunlu. It was Pan Jinxing's landlord, Lao Wu, who made steamed dumplings, and Qi Yunlu was running around for some reason today.

"Why did they get together?" Qi Yunlu kept her smile stiff at the entrance of the alley, listening to Brother Fan from afar: "We will improve our food tonight and tomorrow. There are many workers. How hard does Lao Wu have to do for you."

"It's okay! It's okay! It's the first time I can work as a helper for a large factory. Don't worry, I can count my skills in making things in the county town, and it will never miss the problem." Old Wu smiled very happily. From a distance, Qi Yunlu could see Old Wu turning to his brother-in-law's face and smiled in a wavy shape.

"I'll sleep in our factory tonight, and don't bring a mat? Don't you lock the door at home?" asked Fan Linhui's brother-in-law.

"Oh, you must give a mat in the factory? If not, I've slept on the table, it's okay! I have tenants in my house, just help me to take care of the house. I don't have anything valuable." Old Wu was still smiling.

Qi Yunlu was stunned and thought to herself: "This match factory is looking for Lao Wu to help improve food? He is the one who sells breakfast, why do you want him? Don't you find someone who runs a restaurant? Why are these people all getting together?"

Mengkeli, his face still frozen smile turned into a kind of fear. He turned his head to look towards the textile factory. Of course, he couldn't see it. A wall covered with green moss and the green trees inside blocked his view, but Qi Yunlu's expression widened as he opened his mouth, but the textile factory was right in front of him, and it turned into an incredibly terrifying scene.

"Zhang Qijie? Pan Jinxing? The fraud?" Qi Yunlu opened her mouth and stared at the wall with a vain, saying, "Is this true?!!"

In an instant, the strange performances and actions of the Liberal Party masters in the textile factory were connected together, and these strange lines were instantly stirred into a cocoon by the smoke gun in Pan Jinxing's hand, and finally they were blown away by the opium ghost, and a vertical row of flyers fell.

"I...Damn... why do they value Pan Jinxing so much? Could it be that what Pan Jinxing said is true? Zhang Qijie returned to China to make money by gambling?" Qi Yunlu seemed to be a smoker who was addicted to opium pressing his temples at the entrance of the alley, with a painful expression on his face.

"And they even took Pan Jinxing's landlord away! What do you want to do? Something big is going to happen!" Qi Yunlu suddenly looked happy and lowered her head to run in another direction, smiling and said, "The Liberal Party is hard to make up for it, but you can ask the Democratic Party to make up for it!"

Qi Yunlu turned to find Lin Liuming. The difficulty of finding the infamous Li Wenxin was like finding a mouse, but looking for Lin Liuming was similar to looking up at the sun, which was very easy to find.

Sure enough, when I ran to the state-owned opium restaurant and just picked up a friend, I immediately knew that Lin Liuming was going to eat a Democratic party reception banquet.

The guy was still very alert. He didn't say anything at the beginning and asked Qi Yunlu, "Mr. Qi, didn't you just cause any trouble yesterday? I asked Shanzhu to escort the capital. Why are you looking for Lao Lin?"

"Damn! Are you still afraid that I will beat him?" Qi Yunlu stamped her feet and said, "Isn't it because of his project yesterday? Isn't I discussing with him about the unfinished building?"

Then I went to the restaurant where the Democratic Party had dinner, which was easier. The guy pointed directly at the road and said, "Boss Lin walked home by himself. You always walk faster. You can intercept him when he goes home. I don't think he can walk straight."

As a result, ten minutes later, Qi Yunlu saw Lin Liuming spitting wildly on the telegram pole.

"Brother, I've found you!" Qi Yunlu ran forward with the attitude of seeing relatives or seeing a pile of walking banknotes, and hugged Lin Liuming.

But Lin Liuming drank a lot. No matter what Qi Yunlu said, she mainly vomited. Later, she simply hugged Mu Danzi and sat on the ground, making Qi Yunlu furious, but she had no choice but to do anything.

After tangling for half an hour, Qi Yunlu felt that this was not a solution. She looked around: the weather was not good, heavy rain was coming, and it was a little remote here, and there were few pedestrians on the road. He pulled Lin Liuming away the fingers of the wooden pole, and half dragged him from the north to the south.

He panted and placed him on the side of the road, confirmed again that there was no one around, and then kicked Lin Liuming in the back.

Lin Liuming groaned, rolled down the slope, and plunged into the stinky ditch below.

"Wow!" Lin Liuming buried his head in the smelly water for a while before he suddenly bounced away like shrimps, raised his head and roared, and black water splashed from his mouth.

"Oh, my brother Lin, what's going on~" Qi Yunlu shouted in a long tail tone, slid down the slope to the edge of the ditch, reached out to hold Lin Liuming's hand who was confused and looking around in the ditch, and shouted: "Oh, brother, why did you fall into the river? Fortunately, I passed by, what would you do? What's going on? Have you drunk?"

The reason I shouted loudly was because the owner of the flower shop across the road came out to move the potted plants he placed outside.

"What's going on?" The flower shop owner hurried over and took a look.

"Oh, Lao Lin seems to have drunk too much and fell into the ditch." Qi Yunlu explained while pulling out the wet and smelly Lin Liuming.

The flower shop owner wanted to help, and Qi Yunlu quickly waved her hand and said, "Isn't this Mr. Qi? Didn't you hear you had a fight yesterday?" The flower shop owner looked a little worried about Lin Liuming's life safety.

"Oh, a misunderstanding of business. But even if you fight, I can't stand it and die. Jesus taught us to love others as yourself." Qi Yunlu pulled Lin Liuming with one wrist and dragged him down without mercy, only pulling Lin Liuming to scream. However, Qi Yunlu was not afraid and continued to pull, just to pull Lin Liuming to scream. How can you sober up if you don't care about it?

"It's okay, when you go back to move flowers, the horse will be in heavy rain. I'll take him home." Qi Yunlu drove away the flower shop owner with a smile on her face, and then pulled Lin Liuming to the side of the road before throwing his arm to the ground. She didn't forget to twist it hard before. Lin Liuming screamed, which scared the flower shop owner so much that he turned around and ran away in a hurry.

"What's wrong with me?" Lin Liuming vomited several bad breaths of water. He seemed to be much more awake. He got up from the ground and looked at Qi Yunlu in front of him in amazement.

"You are drunk too much and walking in a rude way. I watched you fall down and told you to be careful behind you, but you still fell into the ditch. You, why are you drinking so much?" Qi Yunlu said with concern on her face.

"Damn it! So unlucky! I had known that someone would send me back! I didn't remember why I was here, alas...ah, my watch!" Lin Liuming was stunned for a while, screamed, and then he pulled out his pocket watch in panic to see if there was any water in.

"Luckily I'm here, otherwise you'll die in that ditch! I pulled it out for you!" Qi Yunlu said in fear.

"Oh, thank you brother." Lin Liuming seemed to breathe a sigh of relief after hearing the crackling pocket watch. Then he looked at the smelly water on his body, wiped the mud and water plants in his mouth with the back of his hand, and said helplessly and gratefully.

"What's our relationship?! Brother! Dear brothers! I said, there is a big thing, I have to tell you. What do you think?" Qi Yunlu said.

The VIP room at Longchuan Railway Station was filled with smoke and alcohol. Yi Cheng and Fang Bingsheng sat side by side. It seemed that a pair of big hands were holding them tightly together. The shirts at the junction of their shoulders were squeezed into two raised but close folds. The two think tanks that were blushing like steamed lobsters were holding cigars in their left hand. Fang Bingsheng held a teacup with his right hand, but neither smoked nor drank. The two stared at the leaflet held in Fang Bingsheng's hand.

In just three or four hours, this once neat flyer was wrinkled and still had several oil stains. After Lin Liuming rushed in with a scream, a group of people were looking for this piece of paper in a clean room as clean as new. It would be better to find it from the railway station cleaner's house, and he had already wrapped the oil cakes with it.

Lin Liuming stood opposite the two big men, drunk and wet and blown dry, and was swaying from time to time, but he stared at the expressions of the two people, with eager expectations on his face. The pheasant standing next to him had the best alcohol content and the most sober. He had nothing to do, with a complimentary look, kindly helped this possible hero to pull away the aquatic plants and duckweed from his hair, but the latter did not notice it.

Putting down the flyer, Fang Bingsheng took off his glasses, looked up and asked with an incredible look: "Is this flyer true?"

Lin Liuming was shocked, then nodded and replied, "Anyway, Xiao Qi said that the Liberal Party seemed to be making big moves, all targeting personnel related to this flyer. Even the reporter and the landlord may have taken action, so it is very likely that it is true."

Yi Cheng also raised his head, his eyes turned blankly, and murmured: "The richest man in the city, industrialist, church elder, business leader, Liberal Party's No. 1 horse racing, did he make a fortune by gambling on boats? This...this...who could have thought of this?"

Shan Ji said excitedly: "Damn! I thought Zhang Qijie was pretending to behave, and he was definitely not a good person. Who is the rich man..... Cough cough... Let's go to the report officer and then depose his candidate qualification?"

If he was wrong, Shan Ji lowered his head embarrassedly. Although he was already well-developed, as a company thug, he always maintained his true nature, so he forgot that the house was full of rich people, including himself.

Yi Cheng didn't care what Shan Ji said. He turned his head and asked Fang Bingsheng: "Bingsheng, do you think Zhang Qijie is qualified for the election?"

Fang Bingsheng grabbed Pan Jinxing's flyer again, looked at it and said, "This guy gambled ten years ago. This time is too far away? And he was working in the Pacific Ocean. At that time, Zhang Qijie had not returned to China at all, so he was not considered a Song Dynasty. Pan Jinxing did not seem to be a Qing Dynasty or a American nationality. If he had a lawsuit, it would be a transnational lawsuit. Qing Dynasty litigation case was a case when Song Dynasty was an American 10 years ago? This is not easy to deal with, and the election qualifications cannot be done. Zhang Qijie made a fortune in industry and commerce after returning to China."

"What does the Liberal Party mean to be so angry?" Lin Liuming asked quickly because he was afraid that his contribution would be gone.

"You must be afraid of your reputation being damaged. You must know that the candidates are now clearly the official standard for them to come to the door." Fang Bingsheng said leisurely.

"Official? Zhang Qijie definitely doesn't work. How can anyone be an official with a gambling stick?" Yi Cheng replied.

"Mr. Yi said that he was half successful in making his reputation. Maybe the court would kill Zhang Qijie with a new rule. The court would never like such a person." Fang Bingsheng sneered.

"And the arrogance of suppressing Zheng Abao's Liberal Party! Li Guangxi is taking a concubine, Zhang Qijie is gambling, and they all pretend to be hypocritical and treacherous inside. The Liberal Party is a traitor!" Yi Cheng roared, and he felt angry: I told you to scold us again, and you are a traitor!

At this time, Fang Bingsheng threw away the oily leaflet in his hand, leaned back to the backrest, and said with regret: "I just didn't see that they were raped and suffered a great loss! I had long felt that Zhang Qijie was strange in his roots. He looked honest and upright, but he was ruthless and ruthless. I tried to suppress him with Liu Guojian. He actually dared to incite the Public Security Bureau and the unruly people to rebel and defeat Liu Guojian! Later, I used a circus to buy tickets, and he dared to use real money and silver to buy lottery tickets to gamble with us! This is a fucking gambler's character! Unfortunately, I have always treated him as an honest businessman. Who would have thought: In fact, the enemy I face is a crazy gambler who dares to take the bet! I underestimated the enemy, underestimated the enemy, and was deceived by him."

Qi Yunlu left a name to reveal the big information to Lin, and she didn't dare to go back, so she ran to a small teahouse outside the city, drank tea and ate melon seeds and watched the raindrops fall. She was not until 4:30 pm, and then she pretended to be heartbroken and returned to the textile factory, intending to tell the big people the bad news that "I ran off my legs and didn't find Li Wenxin" that in order to be realistic, he ran on the road of the textile factory with an umbrella in the heavy rain and faced the wind.

But what surprised and happy was that Zhang Qijie didn't seem to care that he didn't find Li Wenxin, but instead saw him in a room for an interview.

I didn't talk about that reporter, but I talked about these things: Xiao Qi, do you want to contribute to the party? Now that Li Guangxi is gone, there are only three of us left. If you are active, we can push your fourth seat, and you may be able to be an official.

After hearing this, Qi Yunlu was stunned for a moment, then grinned, repeatedly saying that she was willing to serve her, and she could do anything under the sea of ​​fire.

Zhang Qijie continued: "Pan Jinxing is framed and spreading rumors about me. This not only hurts the election that will end, but also harms the interests of our party. He is a Qing Dynasty man and an opium ghost, which is really hateful."

"Yes, why don't I find someone to beat him up? Drive him out of Longchuan! Don't worry, Lao Zhang, leave it to me Xiao Qi. I have several foreign workers under me, and I will let them beat him up and no one can catch him." Qi Yunlu had guessed some truth and deliberately pretended not to know anything.

The business leader Longchuan hesitated for a moment and handed Qi Yunlu a square bag wrapped in sacks and said, "No need, you can hide this bag secretly into the house rented by Pan Jinxing. Don't worry, Wang Yu's family has already said that Pan Jinxing begged Jesus in our central church like a Buddha. Lao Wu went to the match factory, and there was no one at home. Lao Wu's lock could be opened as soon as he poked it, so there was no need to worry too much."

"What is here?" Qi Yunlu weighed it and found it was very light.

"There is a briefcase under the sack, which has some money, 100 yuan banknotes. Don't people like Lao Pan just want money? But don't be discovered by him, secretly go in and put it under his bed, and take the sack back. He gets the money and leaves by himself." Zhang Qi's face seemed to be covered with a layer of dust, and looked as ugly as a dead person.

"Okay, then when will I go?" Qi Yunlu stood up and asked.

Zhang Qijie turned his head and looked at the dark sky and the overwhelming rain, and said, "The weather is very good today. You can go now, be careful not to be seen. Be careful to keep it confidential."

Qi Yunlu immediately nodded and said yes, reassuring Zhang Qijie, opened the umbrella and walked out with the rain flowers all over the ground.

But halfway through, I couldn't help but feel curious. I hid in a door hole in an alley. Qi Yunlu opened the sack and briefcase and looked at it: there were indeed 10 bills inside, but there were also a stack of accounts and a rusty knife.

Qi Yunlu was surprised to find that the account book was from the textile factory, and then took out the stack of banknotes and looked at it. With the lightning bolt, she was shocked to find that each banknote was covered with the private seal of the textile factory accountant. Finally, she touched the knife with her finger. Qi Yunlu gasped and murmured: "Old Zhang, I can't tell it! Your heart is so dark! How come you want to bribe it, are you planning to frame it?"

But what Qi Yunlu didn't know was that when he walked out of the textile factory like a deep and shallow, the glass window on the high side behind him was nailed to his umbrella with his eyes, and he also looked over with another pair of eyes with a little guilt and fear.

"Master Bao, is it appropriate to let him do this? Can he trust it?" Zhang Qijie turned around and asked as Qi Yunlu's shaking umbrella disappeared outside the corner of the factory gate.

Zheng Abao, who was holding his arms next to him, was as cold as a marble sculpture. He just snorted coldly from his nose and said, "No, I don't want too many locals who know about this, and your subordinates can't do it, because maybe they will learn from Pan Jinxing to threaten you, so just let your confidant accountant participate. Qi Yunlu is an outsider, has no roots in Longchuan, and just wants to make some money. It's easy for you to subdue him with the power of your local tycoon. Whether you give money or use a knife to scratch his face. And he doesn't have a deep relationship with us, so it's easy to push him to him if something happens. It doesn't matter if he's missing him. Who cares about a little architect who lives in another place?"

After that, he turned his head and looked at Zhang Qijie who was intertwined with fear, pain and sadness, and stretched out his arms and ordered: "If Qi Yunlu succeeds, immediately ask your confidant accountant to call the police and say that he was robbed by a Qing Dynasty accent, but it is easier to say, don't scare the officials and the officials to search for the city in the middle of the night. This is not only the reason for you to mobilize your subordinates to tie people up, but also the perfect excuse to ensure that your actions at night change and get out."
Chapter completed!