"How can it be that dangerous? Our family is honest, how can we be searched? Even if we are investigated, as long as we hide it, we will not be found."

Zhou Bingkun was disappointed when he heard Zhou Rong's words that were still unrepentant. He came to her, pointed at her nose, and scolded her:

"You are the least qualified to speak. You are honest, are you worthy of mentioning this word?

I write letters there all day, to whom, aren’t it just those intellectuals?

Just your group of intellectual friends, one counts the other, like this box of books, is potentially dangerous.

Anyone who is knocked down may burn the fire to our house.

What else is saying, "If you hide it well, you won't be discovered." This is nothing.

Since they will not be discovered if they hide it well, why don’t they hide it well themselves? Why do they have to hide it in your house?

Because they know that it is impossible to hide it well. As long as they hide it in their own homes, they may be discovered, so they all want to hide it in other people's homes."

The remaining few people remained silent for a moment.

Especially Cai Xiaoguang and Hao Dongmei, they initially thought that it was more dangerous to keep books at their homes. They also heard that Zhou Bingyi and Zhou Rong were helping others collect books, so they took their books over, without considering how much danger this would bring to the Zhou family.

After hearing Zhou Bingkun analyze the pros and cons, he was ashamed and had no shame in speaking.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit solemn, Zhou Bingyi quickly smoothed out:

"Bingkun, we are indeed not considering it well. We just think that our family is so popular and specialized, and subconsciously ignores the danger.

You are right. We should not let our parents bear the danger no matter what happens.

I will return the book later. Zhou Rong, you will return the book to your friends later."

After hearing this, Zhou Rong said "um" angrily, then sat on the bench in the corner and ignored others.

Seeing that everyone was full of sadness, Zhou Bingkun spoke up again:

"Of course, if it is really inconvenient for your friends, it is reasonable to help them.

Just like the situation at Sister Dongmei’s family, we can help, of course we have to help.”

Zhou Bingyi and Hao Dongmei were worried about how to hide the book. When they heard this, they suddenly became interested and asked:

"How do you say it? Is there any way?"

When Zhou Rong heard that she could help collect books, she was angry. Everyone focused their eyes on Zhou Bingkun and waited for him to tell her own method.

"Of course I have a way to hide the book, but that's not the point. The point is who has the right to hide the book in me."

Zhou Bingkun said one sentence, and everyone was confused and didn't understand what he wanted to say. He quietly waited for him to continue talking.

Only Zhou Rong was impatient and blurted out:

"What rights are not right? If you can help collect books, please help them together. Just hide them all. What are some of them?

Otherwise, you can tell me how to hide it, and I will hide it myself, and it won’t be okay if I don’t need you?"

When Zhou Bingkun heard this, he felt his blood pressure soaring, his anger surged, and he was about to curse on the spot. However, when Zhou Bingyi saw that the situation was not good, he reached out to stroke his back and comforted him:

"All family members, talk well and don't get so angry."

So Zhou Bingkun calmed down his anger and began to reason quietly:

"Danger is danger, it will not disappear out of thin air.

I can help you find a way to hide the book. But that just transfers the risk to other places so that you no longer take risks, but in the end someone will take this risk.

You two are my relatives, so of course I am willing to do this for you.

With the relationship between Sister Dongmei and Brother Xiaoguang and our family, and their daily care for me, I am certainly willing to do this for them.

But what about the others? I am not a relative or acquaintance with them, why should I help them solve it? Such a big trouble?"

After some of the words were reasonable and well-founded, Cai Xiaoguang and Hao Dongmei were marked as "her own people", which greatly boosted their favor.

Only Zhou Rong, because she had promised her friends to help collect books, if the contract was broken again at the end, her people would be lost, so she sat there and sulked.

However, Zhou Bingyi, relying on the experience of the Taoist, heard what he meant and asked:

"Why do you ask, if they do nothing, they are naturally not qualified to ask for your help.

But they really need your help, so what do they do to be qualified to ask for your help?"

After hearing his words, Zhou Bingkun began to think.

He has a carry-on space that is more than enough to store these books. But he doesn't want to be so cheap that group of guys who are suspected of being ungrateful.

"It's okay to help them collect books, but I have a condition. I only promise to help them keep them for 5 years.

After all, they are your friends. For your sake, I can also help them properly. It is enough to help them keep them for 5 years.

Five years is enough for them to settle down. If they really care about these books, they can find a way to keep them themselves.

So within 5 years, they can take the books back from me at any time.

But after 5 years, if the book has not been taken away, I will have to deal with it myself.

Moreover, for safety reasons, they cannot directly take books from me, they can only tell me which book I want, and I will not give them the book directly, but will deliver the book to them through my own methods.

If I agree with my conditions, I can help. If I don’t agree, take the book away and find a way for myself.”

Zhou Bingkun was very satisfied with the way he thought.

It was agreed that they had to take the book away within 5 years, otherwise the book would belong to them.

In this case, those who don’t care about these books may simply not want them, and they will be in vain.

There are not many books in many, and some of them will be processed in the years and months in the future, which makes these books more precious, and some may even become out of print.

In this way, it is not just a book, but also transformed into a cultural relic.

I have obtained many cultural relics for nothing, but no matter how I calculate it, I will make a lot of money.

And those who care about these books will always find ways to take them back in the future.

The more they find a way, the more they will realize how great the danger they are to keep these books, and the more they will realize how helpful they have been to them, rather than subconsciously thinking, "Isn't it just for me to keep the books for several years?"

Zhou Bingkun is still very optimistic about the owner of these books. Those who can go to top key high schools are either the most popular or the most profound background.

Being able to make a good relationship with them and giving kindness to them in this era can be considered a very good investment.

After all, he knew very well what connections meant in the era when everything was in trouble.
Chapter completed!