Chapter 30 hand story.6

Lu Ziweng and Zhou Laojiu picked a good place behind the screen on the right and talked quietly.This is not a place for walking, the four rows of doors are closed all the year round, and only one pair of the four rows of doors near the screen on the left is opened, as the only door from the hall to the inner room. The screen blocked it. If someone came into the hall from the outside, he could not see the two, but the two could see him. In this good place, there is only one grand teacher's chair lying idle, on which is Lu Ziweng, leaning forward, crossing his legs, supporting the arm of the chair with his right elbow, and supporting his chin with his right hand.Zhou Laojiu stood in front of Zi Weng, facing outward.

"Do they dare to accuse us of trafficking in private goods?" It was Lu Ziweng's dry voice.He tilted his head, facing the wall, as if looking at the calligraphy and painting on the wall. "That's not right! They even said they were going to organize a smuggling gang!" "Humph! Look how dare they! However, Zhang Buren is really abominable! However, it may not be just Zhang Ba and his wife; who else is also Zhang Ba's gang?" "Probably one or two teachers in the central primary school will always have a share." "The principal doesn't know either?"

"Ask him, and he swears he doesn't know." "Don't dare to say it, what a useless idiot! Huh! But, the handwriting should be recognizable anyway?" "I can't recognize it. The poster is all written by one person. I heard it's the Eighth Young Mistress—" "Bah! What young lady! I don't know what kind of slut from a small family, maybe it's—look at her hands." "But the handwriting is very respectful." "The way is not right! I knew it was not the right way the first time I saw it. One day I will find out."

"However, Zi Weng, act quickly. They also said that the public funds handled by you and the second boss are unclear, and that they must announce it in the next issue of the poster." "Oh—" Lu Ziweng's voice became hoarse, and he put down the raised leg. "Oh! Zhang Ba, how could he know?" "Zi Weng, you shouldn't underestimate him. Since he is the 'old eighth in the sixth room', there is a group of poor men who associate with him." "Hey, in the sixth room? There is no one in the sixth room, so what kind of bastard jumped out! Hu San is an old fool. Second sister Huang counts nonsense with her mouth? I plan to make him a fake name!"

"However, Zi Weng, since he published the poster, there are quite a few people who have gotten to know him better; Hu Si—" "I suspect that the old guy Hu San also knows about it!" "That's not true! There is also Master Ji of the 'Zhao Hall', Sun Hongchang's second young master, who is also said to be secretly..." "Hey! Does Zhao Ji'an also have a share?" Lu Ziweng raised his eyes to look at the floor, and touched his chin with one hand.Standing up suddenly, he said softly, "Old Nine, then it must be him—a teacher in Central Primary School must be Ji'an's youngest son, Zhao Junjue. Oh, Nine, wait a minute." Lu Ziweng went to the wall and dragged Here comes a square stool. "Let's sit and talk. It turns out that Zhang Ba is a bit of a manipulator. Lao Jiu, we can't be careless, we have to arrange it carefully."

"However, we can't be too slow. The matter of private goods is full of troubles in the city now. That batch of goods will be leaked for a long time..." "It doesn't matter," Lu Ziweng hurriedly said. "When the second boss gets up, he has a solution, um, but—" "Second Boss, was there another twenty-four laps last night?" "There were guests last night—well, Lao Jiu, there were Ji'an and the others, and the investigation of public funds might make a big fuss—" "Who is outside?" Zhou Laojiu called out suddenly, and Lu Ziweng quickly stopped talking.Zhou Laojiu stood up, coughed loudly on purpose, and then turned around behind the screen, imitating the "official accent" and shouting "Come on", but he only shouted once and then stopped.Lu Ziweng heard two people whispering.He was deciding whether to hide as usual or to walk out, but Zhou Laojiu also came back, with a sharp-faced figure, who was Yao Ruihe, an employee of the chamber of commerce.

Zhou Laojiu pointed to Yao Ruihe and said, "He just got the news, Zhang couldn't bear to register himself, and went to be trained as a strong man." "Bitch!" Lu Ziweng raised his face and sneered. "Zi Weng, what kind of club does he want to set up!" "Call it 'National Soul Martial Arts Club'," Yao Ruihe said with a smile. "A small half of the strong men's training class have joined his club." "Okay! Hmph, it's against the law to correct the crowd." Lu Ziweng sneered in a nasal voice that was a bit unnatural. "Maybe they're all lowbrows?"

"It's not all. There are—" Yao Ruihe hesitated, "There are several small bosses who were drawn by lottery during the training of the young men, and the bosses,—— there are quite a few young men on the scene. Woolen cloth!" "Zi Weng, the second son of Sun Hongchang's little boss, and—Ruihe, who else?" "Chen Weixin and Chen Jiachang who opened Yiwoxuan Photo Studio on North Street." "Zi Weng, Sun Laoer and Chen Weixin are also the initiators." "Hey, this group of young masters are full of vigor, it's really beyond words!" Lu Ziweng's voice was a little hoarse. "But, Chen Weixin? He seems to be a party member?" "Yes. He used to be the executive member of the district party department." Yao Ruihe quickly said with a smile. "I don't know what Zhang Buren did, even the captain of the security team became a patron!" "Oh, but the captain is straightforward." Lu Ziweng stood up as he spoke, and walked a few steps with his hands behind his back. He cheered up and smiled, then said: "Joke! The young man who jumped out of nowhere, who is no-nonsense, everyone calls him 'the old eighth in the sixth room'. He has not been here for two months, but he actually made friends and plans to It's hard to stand out; however, it's a pity that his venerable wife's hands clearly show that he is not a good parent; you think, if it is really Zhang Liufang's direct line, how can he ask for a daughter-in-law without looking at the right family?"

As Lu Ziweng said, he walked out of the good place behind the screen. Zhou Laojiu and Yao Ruihe followed.Zhou Laojiu lowered his head and walked slowly between a pair of pillars, while Yao Ruihe stood by the long window under the fanxuan, stealing glances at the pair of doors leading to the inner room from time to time. Lu Ziweng said to a rustic male servant: "Go in and ask, has the second master got up?" Turning his face, he glanced at Yao Ruihe, "Go back, don't talk too much." Zhou Laojiu walked up to Lu Ziweng, and said quietly: "What does Ziweng think of the news that Ruihe reported just now?"

"For the time being, it's just a trick." "Ruihe also said that this morning he saw Hu Si go to Zhang Ba's house with his own eyes. It took an hour before he came out." "Well, Hu Si, it doesn't make any sense; but Zhao Ji'an is here—oh, Lao Jiu, didn't Zhang Ba rent Cheng Ziqing's wing room? You should tell Ziqing to be careful of people coming and going." "Yeah, this Ziqing is just too honest." Zhou Laojiu was quite embarrassed when he answered.Lu Ziweng pondered for a while, smiled slightly, and was about to speak, when suddenly a woman's voice came from the side door leading to the inner room: "Oh, are these Master Lu and Mr. Zhou? The master is up, please go in. "

The woman has a small round face, a light green indanthrene short jacket that only reaches below her breasts, black satin trousers that reach to her instep, and a big oily pine braid.