Jing Yi asked curiously when he heard the sound, "What kind of private work? I didn't see you taking private work before."

"That's not. After all, the factory does not allow it, but it's different now. Cough! You have to go to college and spend a lot of money. If I don't take on some private work, I can't afford you!"

Hearing this, Jing Yi felt a little uncomfortable, lowered his head slightly and didn't say anything.

...At the same time, Shao Yi, in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of a hotel, a middle-aged man in a suit was holding a phone in his hand and talking to someone.

This middle-aged suit is the second person in Yilong - Li Ping!

Li Ping is 48 years old this year, the second-person of Yilong and Ang Lee's biological brother.

Li Ping held the phone in his hand and frowned and said, "Don't panic! Meng Yuan is gone, it's gone. We can find another one with better craftsmanship."

On the other end of the phone, the man's voice was very low: "But Brother Ping, Meng Yuan's skills are still very high. Let's find any one, but the quality of the goods you make cannot be passed."

"That's impossible." Li Ping pondered: "Old An is very concerned about the matter on the bank, it's the main thing! You have to pay more attention! Well... I'll give you two directions. First, seize the time to find new craftsmen, and second, discover agents and find more potential agents."

Hearing this, the man on the other end of the phone was silent for a while, then he said tentatively: "The market in our province is almost the same, otherwise I will expand the market in other provinces?"

"No, no, no." Li Ping shook his head, "It doesn't matter if we have no channels in other provinces. Once this matter is widened, it will be easy to see light. It will have a chain reaction and will collapse!!"

"...Okay! I understand Brother Ping!"

"Well, you can do it! This is the case first, I will have another one later, and I will contact you if I have something to do."

"Um."

As they said that, the two hung up the phone.

At the same time, in a small hotel in Beishan, Yi Jiuge was calling: "Inspector Zhou, what has the progress of the three people you asked you to check?"

"Don't mention it!" Zhou Liqi cursed on the other end of the phone: "For your sake, I have specially found a few people and set up a detective team! But this job is not easy to do, just take Long H as an example. You either go to bars or go to nightclubs all day long. Sometimes, in order to check it out more carefully, you have to follow and get closer. It's even more painful than that of the professional yellow appraiser! But apart from that, this kid has nothing to do. Do you think this is a gangster?"

Yi Jiuge was speechless when he heard the sound. He held it in for a long time before saying, "Hey, that's OK! Long h will slow down first. You focus on the two of Shao y. The time has passed so long. What progress has happened?"

"Damn, you have to pay me a salary. This job is really hard to do!"

"Okay! After the completion, I will give you a bonus!"

"This is almost the same!" Zhou Liqi curled his lips, his voice eased a lot, and said on the phone: "You ask me to check the one in his company, you really have a cute look. Although this person runs a company, he just has a name and is a manager who doesn't care about things normally. In addition, this person has a few hobbies and is quite interesting."

"What hobbies?"

"I like stocks! Futures, jade! I love to bet!"

Hearing this, Yi Jiuge frowned at first, then his eyes lit up. After pondering for a while, he said, "So, find someone for me..."

...At around 10 o'clock that night, on a small street near the western suburbs of Longh County.

On the street, most of the lights are turned off at this time, and the small vendors are also preparing to close. The road is very quiet, with only dim street lights shining.

Jing Qian dragged his tired body and wrapped a gauze on his feet, limping to a small supermarket that was about to close the rolling gate.

In front of the small supermarket, Jing Qian looked up and shouted to the boss: "Hey, boss, give me a box of milk and two packs of instant noodles."

"What brand of milk? Yil? Mengn?"

Jing Qian was hunched and lowered his head and said, "What brand is cheap?"

"If you want to say it's cheap, this Yilyou yogurt is cheap, 24 yuan per piece, but this can only be considered a drink and has no nutrition."

Jing Qian lowered his head and asked again: "What brand is suitable for young people aged 18 or 19? It is nutritious and not short of money."

The boss's eyes lit up slightly when he heard the sound, and he said, "Then you can take this sterile brick, this pure milk, you bought it for your son? This is especially suitable for teenagers to drink! Calcium supplementation, it is said that it can grow taller!"

Jing Qian held a handful of change in his hand and hesitated after hearing the sound, "How much?"

"42! Give it forty!"

Jing Qian frowned when he heard the sound, and counted the change in his hand against the dim street light. It was less than thirty yuan, and it was still a little short of it. He frowned and thought for a while, then took out a bag wrapped in salt from his pocket.

Spread the salt dump, take out a wrinkled hundred-dollar bill from it, and hand it over: "Ahem! Get me one, and there are two instant noodles."

At this moment, Jing Qian's stomach roared.

When the boss heard the sound, he couldn't help but laugh: "Buy milk for my son and eat instant noodles by myself? Why don't you take one of them yourself? It's good to eat it as breakfast."

Jing Qian glared and said, "No! I can't get used to the smell of milk, please find money!"

The boss was stunned, "Haha, that's OK!"

As he said that, the boss turned his back to Jingqian, fumbled through his pocket for a while, and found 58 yuan of change.

The lights were very dim at that time, and Jing Qian didn't think much about it. He took the change, carried the milk and instant noodles in one hand and turned around and left.

When he arrived on the street and walked for a while, Jing Qian was so tired that he was so tired that he sat on the side of the road to rest, and at the same time he took out a salt bag from his pocket and prepared to put the change in.

It was not until this time that Jing Qian realized that the change the boss just found for him was a little wrong!

58 yuan change, two 20 yuan, one 10 yuan, and a few 1 yuan. The great man patterns on the two 20 yuan were not the normal color, the colors were browned, and the money was wrinkled and a little white.

"Take me fake money, this beast!"

Jing Qian only took a look and immediately cursed, thinking that he wanted to go back and look for it, but when he thought that the boss had closed the door at this time, and he must have been owed to the debt, so he had no choice!

"This fake money is really rough! This kind of thing can even cheat people? I just find some paper to print, and the quality is better than this one!"

Jing Qian cursed and tore the fake money to pieces on the spot with a pale face.

...Time flickered, and another three days passed. Three days later, the Junhao construction site in Longh Beishan reopened.
Chapter completed!