Li Ping went to the hospital to apologize and not mention this.

At around 2 p.m. that day, Li Yuanshan was taking a nap in the temporary office next to Yilong construction site when the room door was knocking.

At noon, Li Yuanshan slept very heavily and knocked on the door several times before he woke up.

Li Yuanshan rubbed his eyelids, sat up from the chair, and stepped forward to open the door, and asked, "Who?"

The person outside the door shouted, "Delivery!"

"deliver goods?"

Li Yuanshan was a little surprised. When he opened the door, he saw a young man with red hair in his early twenties standing outside the door. The young man was holding a long thick wooden box in his hand.

Li Yuanshan glared and asked, "Who are you? What goods are delivered to me?"

"I am Jun Hao's errands. My name is Tian Qiuyu, and you can also call me Hongmao." The young man with red bangs grinned his teeth and put the wooden box in his hand on the table in the room, saying, "Jiuge said that he likes you the most in Yilong, so he wants to give you a gift."

"Jiuge? Yi Jiuge?" Li Yuanshan stared at the wooden box on the table and said, "What's the matter here? It can't be a time bomb, right?"

The red cat grinned, "Yes, Mr. Li, I think it's necessary for you to invite a bomb disposal expert to come first in case of an accident."

"hehe."

Li Yuanshan was amused by the red cat. He grinned, after hesitating for a moment, he stepped forward and opened the wooden box.

I saw that the wooden box contained the RMB printing plate of the 05th edition.

"this……"

When Li Yuanshan saw that the wooden box contained a printing plate, he was stunned.

It must be noted that Li Yuanshan and Ang Lee and Li Ping are different. Li Yuanshan and Ang Lee and Li Ping are cousins, and the three of them are responsible for different things. For example, Li Ping is basically in charge of the matters at the Oriental Printing Factory. Although Li Yuanshan has heard of it, he basically doesn't care about that matter.

After being stunned for a moment, Li Yuanshan stared at the red cat and said, "What are you doing for me this thing?"

"Who do you think you should give it to?"

Li Yuanshan knew that he was wrong, so he stared at the Red Cat with an unhappy expression and said no more.

"Okay, the stuff is delivered, it's time for me to leave."

The red cat smiled and then took the door and left.

At around five o'clock that afternoon, Li Ping called Zhang Jun, "Hey, Zhang Jun, I've done everything you said."

"Well, ah, I know."

"You know, are you missing something?"

"What?"

"Don't ask clearly? Where are the printing plates you took from the printing factory?"

"Ah, you said that." Zhang Jun casually said on the other end of the phone: "Come on the far mountain ahead, I will give it to him casually. Do you ask him for it?"

"Far Mountain?" Li Ping's voice suddenly increased eight degrees and he asked with a glaring look: "Which far mountain? Li Yuanshan? TM, what are you doing for him?"

"I have no obligation to explain to you. In short, I will return the things to you. If you want to go to the far mountain, I have something to do here, so I'm dead!"

As he said that, Zhang Jun hung up the phone.

When he was calling, Li Ping had already returned to Long H North Mountain, so after he hung up the phone, he went directly to Li Yuanshan's office.

In Li Yuanshan's office, when Li Ping came in, Li Yuanshan was sitting on the boss's chair and lowered his head to play a mobile game.

"Far Mountain." As soon as Li Ping entered the office, he opened his mouth and asked, "Did you go to Zhang Jun to get the printing plate?"

Hearing this, Li Yuanshantou said without raising his head, "Ah, the printing plate is on the table, you can take it yourself."

Li Ping opened the wooden box placed on the table and saw that there was indeed a printing plate inside. When he heard Li Yuanshan's tone, he really felt like the latter went to Zhang Jun to get the printing plate. Li Ping frowned.

Printing plates are not printed drawings, they can be copied at will. If you want to make this, it takes professionals and takes a lot of time.

Just like a hundred yuan real money, if you take it to a copy shop, it is impossible to copy it, because the copy machine can identify the Omron ring on the real money. The factory settings of the copy machine have permissions that do not allow copying of real money. If you use a copy to copy the real money, the copy will be distorted and garbled.

It's a bit off topic. In short, it's basically impossible to copy or make a copy of the printing plate in such a short time.

Li Ping stood at the table, reached out to rub the printing plate, glanced at Li Yuanshan, and said in a slightly cold tone: "Hehe, Yuanshan, you have a good relationship with Zhang Jun recently."

Li Yuanshan was stunned, looked up at Li Ping and asked, "Li Ping, what do you mean? Just say something, don't be sarcastic."

"Haha, why did Zhang Jun give you the printing plate? I'm quite curious."

Li Yuanshan said sarcastically: "Are you curious? I'm also confused! How could the good printing plate be put into Zhang Jun's hands?"

"I think you are very resentful? I blame me for not getting things done well, right?"

"Get back with the printing plate! I don't bother to pay attention to you!"

Five minutes later, Li Ping left Li Yuanshan's office in shame with the printing plate.

After Li Ping left the office, the more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. He stood down the rental office building for a while, then dialed a number with his mobile phone: "Hey, Xiaohui, help me check me for personal information."

On the other end of the phone, a young man's voice sounded: "Who are you looking for?"

"Li Yuanshan!"

"Brother Cha Yuanyuan? Brother Ping, I heard it right?"

"You can do it, just do it well. I see that Li Yuanshan has a rebellious mind. In short, you should stare at him and report it to me whenever there is any movement."

On the other end of the phone, the young man named Xiaohui was silent for a while, and then replied: "Okay, listen to your brother Ping."

"That's it, call if you have something to do."

"Um."

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

In fact, when Li Ping went to investigate Li Yuanshan, this matter seemed a bit abrupt, but in fact, I had preconceived ideas.

By judging others by oneself, Li Ping asked himself that if his son was killed by the other party, he would not have no resentment and would have other ideas. Under this speculation, Li Ping had a skeptical attitude towards his cousin from the beginning, and the printing plate was just a small introduction.

...At around 6 o'clock that night, a guest came to Shao Djunhao Hotel.

This man looked about fifty years old, half bald, with a trace of sickly pale, wearing a sweatshirt, mud on his gray trousers, rolled his pants on his calves, wearing a pair of liberating shoes covered with mud, and dressed in a famous farmer who had just finished his farm work.

Because he was wearing mud-covered liberation shoes, as soon as he entered the hotel, mud footprints were printed on the smooth marble floor.

The girl at the front desk cashier frowned when she saw this, but didn't say much.

A male waiter in the hotel thoughtfully took a pair of cotton drag from the shoe cabinet, bent down and put it at the feet of a famous farmer.
Chapter completed!