Ten Mile Room

Jiang Gezi, a former ordinary citizen, never imagined that he would have a day when he would treat money like dung.

In the past, he was a keyboard warrior who hated the rich on the Internet, and he was also a pure-blood room card slave. All his dreams in life were related to money.

Neither noble nor great.

To put it bluntly, he used to be able to die for money!And what I have done in my life is that all losses are carried out with money as the core.

However, after Gail, the first thing this world taught him was that money seemed to be of no use to him.He can't buy the way back and forth, nor can he buy the life he once had.

Even that period of life was really not good!

Later, he lived his own little life at will, relying on the free beef jerky for small money to get by, and he was able to live happily.

Because of the absolute support of the game interface, he is self-sufficient in food, clothing and expenses, not to mention that he has no extra expenses at all, and he doesn't like to go out, and he doesn't know what the people here are after for money!

Of course, even if you don’t know what it is, it’s just a few things, bigger airship, better car, more beautiful beauties, more respect and so on.

Although even Yanzi and Yu Dongchi were kind to him later, and used their own concept of goodness to constantly fill themselves with supplies, they also hoped that he would live a worry-free life and be happy in everything.

Jiang Gezi became a rich man in such a muddle-headed way, but he still had no expenses.

How much can a person eat, and how much?That's a really limited number of things.

Of course he knows that he has always been cherished and valued by others, and he also thought about being nice to others.However, in the end, no matter whether Lian Yanzi went to face the Golden Palace alone or Yu Dongchi stayed alone in the restricted area, it was not a problem that money could solve.It's not a problem that he, a half-bottle savior, can intervene.

More and more money has been saved until today, and he pushed out a small 200 million Guan at once without any disturbance, and even developed a subtle feeling that he finally gave me a chance to spend money.

However, Jiang Gezi didn't know that his concept of money had gone wrong again.

Although he also referred to the base figure of his baron's annual salary of 20 guan, thinking that 200 million guan is not much, it is probably my ten-year title income.

But the problem is, he has not checked his title bank account until now.

So he didn't know at all that the so-called nobleman's annual salary of 20 guan was just a good reputation.

Most of the small nobles may not be able to see their fiefs in their lifetime, and according to the "Administrative Measures for Special Land in Kyushu", all fief lands of less than [-] mu are under the unified management and cultivation of the Ministry of Agriculture.

The Ministry of Agriculture purchases seeds and agricultural machinery every year, and assigns professional personnel to manage the land. All these expenditures go to the nobles' annual salary accounts.

Excluding all the above-mentioned expenses, when the weather is good and the weather is good, after selling the agricultural products, it is his real noble annual salary, and the amount he can get every year is only [-] to [-] guan.

Having said that, [-] to [-] yuan is enough to raise a Jiang pigeon.But those low-level nobles have to rely on this income to support a large family.

Therefore, when Jiang Gezi threw out the money, Mr. Jiude, a respected artist, was completely stunned. He had lived to such an old age, and he had never had the opportunity to touch such a large sum of money. He left Sometimes, holding the wooden box is as dreamy as holding your own urn.

There is also the Xingmei and the land consul, they all look out of their minds.

After sending these people away, Zhou Songchun looked Jiang Gezi up and down for a long time before sighing: "You have given too much!"

Jiang Gezi's walking pace slowed down a bit, then he turned around and asked him, "Too many?"

Zhou Songchun patted his head helplessly and sighed: "It's too much...you, how could it be? My mother god! My master, 200 million guan is the sum of Mr. Jiude's annual salary of about 1000 years. 200 million guan is really big It is enough for art colleges to use the energy for five years, and it is enough to pay the salaries of all teachers for five years... We want to withdraw such a sum of money from the account, we need to communicate with five banks half a month in advance, they It will be prepared for us one after another, and it’s not a one-time payment... My mother god! You just gave it to them?"

But you didn't stop it, did you?

Consumption is always impulsive. At this time, Jiang Gezi remembered the once young He Mingchuan. They almost ruined their family for [-] coins.

All right!I really have a misunderstanding of the nobles like the king of Tianliang, probably they really only sleep on ordinary beds, not at least five thousand acres of luxurious beds...

Why!This damn, hopeless feelings of the earth 80s romance drama!

When Zhou Songchun returned to the meeting hall, he threw his whole body on the seat, in a state of hopelessness.

Jiang Gezi sat cross-legged in front of him apologetically, lowered his head and asked, "Are you short of money?"

Zhou Songchun buried his head in his arms and nodded heavily.

Jiang Gezi was a little confused and said, "I don't understand. Yu Dongchi is richer than me. Doesn't he even have this in his bank account?"

Moreover, he was so good at making money before he transformed.

Yu Dongchi's body was stiff, and it took him a long time before he sighed, turned over and muttered to the sky, "Actually, the amount of cash in your Highness's pocket has never exceeded ten, so he never spent any money."

Jiang Gezi sighed, "Hey! Just like me!"

"My Goddess, how can he compare with you? Your Highness has never been rich, and after experiencing this restricted area incident, His Highness will probably never trust any bank in the world again." Speaking of this, Zhou Songchun sat down fiercely. He got up and sighed, "Maybe His Highness will open a bank by himself..."

Jiang Gezi thought for a while and nodded, "Okay, I'll deposit my money in his family's bank when the time comes."

This can be regarded as completing the task for him, right?

Zhou Songchun smiled wryly. He tilted his head and looked at Jiang Gezi seriously.

Jiang Gezi was a little furious under his observation, so he stretched out his foot and kicked him, saying, "What are you looking at?"

Zhou Songchun heard the words, but said something quite seriously: "Speaking of which, that relative of yours, um, Guan Qiu'an, he seems to be extremely intelligent, and that fat man hasn't been with him for a whole year. During that time, his personal property has doubled under the operation of that person! I'm not a bloodline theory, but your family's bloodline..."

Without waiting for him to finish speaking, Jiang Gezi stopped him: "Okay, how do you talk about him?"

Zhou Songchun was stunned when he heard the words: "Didn't he write you a letter? Didn't it make it clear?"

Jiang Gezi felt that Zhou Songchun's speech was extremely weird today, he kept mentioning that person, didn't he know that the person he hated the most was that person?

Realizing that Jiang Gezi's expression was wrong, Zhou Songchun finally raised his voice: "Ah! You really don't know that your little uncle has collected new evidence to overthrow the original case of your family's original injustice!"

Is it?

Jiang Gezi's neck stiffened for a moment, and he didn't know how to express the correct attitude for a while.

So...was it an injustice?

Seeing that Jiang Gezi's complexion was getting worse and worse, Zhou Songchun quickly changed the topic, bowed to Jiang Gezi with clasped hands and said, "Golden shining master! Please lend me some money! Twelfth month is going to pass, remind me The accountant is about to come to the door! I really dare not convey the words that you asked His Highness to delay, because I can't delay here no matter what.

So lend me money, I guarantee with my life, my Highness will definitely turn over, definitely will turn over!And definitely!Will definitely pay you back!You have to trust him... please! "

Jiang Gezi looked at Zhou Songchun helplessly, what does it mean to trust him?Is there anyone in this world who knows that guy better than me?

He nodded indifferently and said, "Okay, how much do you want?"

"How many do you have?"

In this way, Mr. Zhou Songchun finally met a stupid rich man after bumping into walls for a month, and got all the balances in Jiang Gezi's five international bank accounts, a total of 380 million.

Zhou Songchun wrote a loan contract with Jiang Gezi very seriously, and wrote him an interest rate that was three times higher than the bank's. Although he was well-intentioned, it was for nothing, and Jiang Gezi didn't even realize that it was a high-interest loan. arrears contract.

Also this afternoon, Zhou Songchun drove himself like a dog's leg, and sent Jiang Gezi to Dongsheng Villa in Changqing Mountain.

Dongsheng Villa is about five kilometers away from Yimu Villa. Its real owner is Guan Qiu'an, and his family has a name called Wuding Villa.

Wuding was Guan Qiuan's highest ideal. Now, he felt that he only had a warm sun left.

The snow in Changhui County is still falling. Along the way, there are not many tourists on the high cables, only a few scattered groups.On the contrary, there are more art workers wearing bulging bags, carrying various drawing boards, and hanging photographic equipment.

Jiang Gezi sat in the back seat of the car driven by Zhou Songchun and watched silently. There were not many tourists on this mountain, and the road was still absolutely smooth. A high-powered snow plow was running back and forth every kilometer.

While driving, Zhou Songchun followed the secretary of the car chattering about various payments.His tone was inexplicably relaxed, and he was a little cheerful. Occasionally, when he encountered a few names he didn't like, he would swear a few dirty words like Lao Sanxiang.

Jiang Gezi thought, regarding Zhou Songchun, he is really powerful. For his Highness, he would kneel down to others if he lacked money, but the rhythm of this city is still under his control, following the rules and regulations. Progressive health works.

He thought of many things and people, about himself, about Lian Yanzi, about Yu Dongchi, Guan Qiu'an, Zhou Songchun, Uncle Huang, and Uncle Duan, so if he accidentally was by his side, have so many things happened?

The heavy snow was still accumulating, and Zhou Songchun didn't know how he got stuck. The invitation card of Dongsheng Villa said three o'clock in the afternoon, so he stuck his car at this time and parked the car at the gate of Dongsheng Villa.

It was dark and visibility was low, but the bright lights on Dongsheng Mountain Villa, which were lit up by energy, could be seen from three to five miles away.

Zhou Songchun turned around with a smile and told Jiang Gezi: "This is Dongsheng Villa. My small villa is not as big as this, but fortunately it is closer to Yijing Villa."

Jiang Gezi raised his face and looked outside, then laughed and sarcastically said: "Look at other people's fools, and then look at yours!"

They all ran to my side to rub the heat.

He didn't care about Zhou Songchun's ridicule, and said with a very relaxed smile: "My lord, some things are not measured in this way. When it comes to us... Hey! That fat man has been with His Highness since he was a few years old. In terms of work ability I am not as good as him, I am not as good as him in terms of ability to make money, it is normal that he is worse than me, after all... the quality inspection department is a good job, especially the national quality supervision, that is a really domineering place! Some things You'll know later..."

At the gate of Dongsheng Villa, Guan Qiu'an personally held a large black umbrella to protect his loved one from the wind and frost.

Xing Xuzhuo was implicated by his past life. Although he was in his prime, his physical condition was not that good. In such weather before, Guan Qiuan would not let him out no matter what.

Xing Xuzhuo's expression was tense, his muscles were tense, his pale hands were tightly grasping Guan Qiu'an's arm, and he didn't even know he was calling him by his previous title.

He asked several times: "Little fat man, do you think Nan Nan will come?"

Guan Qiu'an could only keep answering: "I will come, I have seen his car down the mountain."

"Little fat man, do you think Nan Nan will forgive me?"

"Yes, you are wronged!"

Guan Qiu'an looked at his Nuanyang very distressed. Recently, because of the messy things, Nuanyang has lost more than 20 catties, and now he is just a skeleton.

He hugged him, trying to use his huge body to shield him from all the wind and snow, and he kissed his forehead uninterruptedly, hoping that he could get some warmth in this way.

They waited, waited, and finally arrived at Jiang Gezi's car.

After Zhou Songchun got out of the car, he personally opened the car door for his creditor, and thoughtfully held up a big umbrella to keep out the wind and snow.

Guan Qiu'an stared at Zhou Songchun with a strange expression, and then at Jiang Gezi.

Jiang Gezi stepped out of the car, and after looking around, he finally saw the legendary him.

He seemed to be familiar to him, but he was completely different from his memory.

He even thought calmly in his heart, is this Xing Xuzhuo?

A bamboo pole?

Xing Xuzhuo's body is thin and thin, so thin that the cheekbones of the entire face are sticking out.His skin was pale, as pale as that of the Count of Monte Cristo.His eyes are sad, so bitter that he can speak for Huanglian standing there.

Of course, all the above unfavorable elements can't cover up that this is really a decent and handsome man with beautiful features.

No wonder Guan Qiu'an likes him.

Jiang Gezi, who had always ignored her appearance and had a strong and ugly heart, was thinking wildly in her heart, and stood there awkwardly.

Xing Xuzhuo looked at his nephew through the snow flakes, he was timid, but with Guan Qiuan's slight push with his hand, he

He trotted over, until he came to Jiang Gezi, and wanted to reach out and hug him.

But Jiang Gezi avoided it.

He was timid, with enough apology and flattery in his eyes, looking at his relatives uncertainly.

It took him a long time before he said cautiously: "Nan Nan, you are so old! If I meet you on the street, I... I don't know you anymore. You are... completely different from when you were a child."

Jiang Gezi glanced at his sleeve. There were three plaques emphasizing filial piety on it, so this man was serving the mourning of three people.

Jiang Gezi looked at this man conflictedly. He had no hatred at all, but the social relationship in blood could not be avoided either.

Although his heart doesn't hurt at all, he has the responsibility to settle the little guy's grievances.

So he came, and stood in the snow with this person, looking at each other.

Guan Qiu'an was a little worried about his lover's body. He wanted to go there, but Zhou Songchun grabbed him.

"If I were you, I wouldn't go to make trouble."

Guan Qiu'an looked at the sky helplessly, then closed the big umbrella with some frustration, and handed it to the attendants beside him.

Since the warm sun was still blowing in the snow, he could only blow with it.

The wind and snow were getting bigger and bigger, Jiang Gezi stood still for a long time and finally said, "Go in."

Xing Xuzhuo was stunned for a moment, and immediately nodded and said: "That's right! It's cold outside, go in... go in!"

After speaking, he led Jiang Gezi more carefully to the interior of Dongsheng Villa.

The so-called villa must have a large yard that fits the villa.

So they have to change to a garden car in a luxurious way.

Xing Xuzhuo wanted to drive Jiang Gezi himself, but Jiang Gezi refused.

He sat next to Zhou Songchun, and immediately after sitting down, he muttered, "I shouldn't have come, seeing him makes me feel even worse."

Zhou Songchun patted him on the shoulder, not knowing how to comfort him.

He already knew the origin of the name Dove.

Until now, the pole master still refers to himself as a bird, which means that he wants to carry the hatred with him all the time, and he is ready to carry it forever.

The sealed and warm courtyard car passed through the secluded vestibule and finally arrived at the main building of Dongsheng Villa.

Before getting off the car, Xing Xuzhuo was still emotionally unstable, and asked Guan Qiu'an in a panic: "Little fat man? Tell me, what should I do?"

Yes, he was terrified. No matter how wronged he was, the hatred in his family had already escalated to a sea of ​​blood. He was so suppressed that he couldn't breathe. He even resented himself. He shouldn't have come to this world at all.

Guan Qiu'an could only comfort him again, and said very palely: "Don't be afraid, I'm here!"

Xing Xuzhuo nodded again and again: "Yes! Yes! I still have you, I'm not afraid! Not afraid!"

He got out of the car in a panic, took his own umbrella, and staggered to Jiang Gezi, trying to beat him up, but Jiang Gezi went straight up the stairs around him.

Ten minutes later, Jiang Gezi finally sat in a hall that was at least five times larger than the meeting hall.

And Xing Xuzhuo stood aside, serving tea and water for his nephew with his own hands, his posture was extremely careful.

The invitation said that Jiang Gezi was invited to enjoy the snow.

There is really a large enough glass window in this house, allowing visitors to see the snow-covered mountain in the middle of the mountain, covered in silver, and under the glass window, there is a woman in her 40s playing an ancient tune that seems to be absent. .

The atmosphere is good, but the people are not right.

Jiang Gezi took the tea brought by Xing Xuzhuo with both hands, and saw that he was a little flustered, so he said to him: "Sit down first, and don't play the piano over there, let's... just talk about it in detail." He paused Shaking his head helplessly, he said, "If it's true, it will be over."

Even if this guy doesn't make a move, he will always help that child vent his grievances.Then, he didn't want to have anything to do with this family anymore.

After hearing Jiang Gezi's words, Xing Xuzhuo's eyes were a little downcast. Fortunately, he had been surviving in the blows, so his body just shook a bit, and Guan Qiu'an, a flexible and fat man, quickly walked over and supported him.

The player quietly carried the piano and left.

Xing Xuzhuo also sat on the sofa opposite Jiang Gezi, but he was holding a teacup, his hands trembling violently.

More than half of the tea in the cup was floating in the air.

Seeing that he was shaking, Jiang Gezi kindly asked, "Are you alright?"

Xing Xuzhuo looked up and wanted to smile and said, I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm very fine, I've never been better than this, but he just keeps shaking.

Guan Qiu'an couldn't take it anymore, so he called the doctor over and injected Xing Xuzhuo with a small amount of sedative, so he slowly relaxed.

Jiang Gezi looked at everything in front of him silently, and he could only sigh in his heart. If it was really an unjust case, this guy's life would have been ruined by a third.

Ten minutes later, Xing Xuzhuo finally found his soul. He raised his skinny wrist, looked at his watch, and said to Jiang Gezi in a very calm voice: "Sorry, I lost my temper! I... I have some mental problems. Sometimes I can’t control myself, but don’t worry, Nannan, I’m rarely like this.”

Just seeing you and my loved ones makes me lose control.

Jiang Gezi exhaled slightly, he wanted to say, don't call me by that name, and I don't worry about you at all, so what does this have to do with me?

However, after these ugly words went around in his mind, he didn't say anything, he just asked, "How long will your sedative last?"

After calming down, Xing Xuzhuo raised his face and looked at Jiang Gezi unexpectedly. He had thought about receiving at least 1000 million sentences of unwillingness and hatred, and he was already prepared to atone for his original sin.

But Nan Nan didn't say anything, so, is this the worst result?He didn't complain or hate, he just came to figure out the result.

I can't go back!

Not much time, Xing Xuzhuo looked at his watch again and said, "About five to ten minutes."

Jiang Gezi put down his teacup, leaned back, and said in a listening posture, "Then hurry up!"

Xing Xuzhuo stared at him for at least ten seconds, finally nodded, and said with a helpless chuckle: "Okay, then~ let's start."

A few men in black brought ten volumes of tightly packed case files and placed them on the table.A big man in black brought a black suitcase, he squatted on the ground and opened it, revealing a few old pieces of steel bars and a pair of old shoes inside, before silently retreating.

Xing Xuzhuo opened file one, just turned the first page, and was about to start explaining to Jiang Gezi.

However, as soon as Jiang Gezi stretched out his hand, he pulled the file over across the table and said, "I read it faster, so you don't have to talk about it."

Xing Xuzhuo froze for a moment, then nodded.

All of a sudden, the room was extremely quiet, except for the sound of pages being turned. Jiang Gezi's hand speed of turning pages was quite fast.

At first, the people in this room even thought that he was dealing with it, but he would always pause at critical moments, click on the file, and ask Xing Xuzhuo those unclear questions in a very calm voice.

How many pieces of steel bars are these?Is it legal to take samples for testing?How did you find this original form for scrapping?By what means did you force these witnesses to give you new testimony...?

Xing Xuzhuo also quickly entered the working state because of his quick questions.

When he answered questions, his language was refined, his speech speed was even, and his emotions did not fluctuate much. It was as clear as talking about other people's affairs, and he often hit the point directly, and his answers were detailed and thoughtful.

In this way, there was a question and an answer over there, and the rhythm quickly and smoothly entered a delicate state.

Even Zhou Songchun had never seen Jiang Gezi communicate with anyone in such a state.

He doesn't look like a 19-year-old at all, he's like a seasoned and mature Queen's Counsel, or the Chief Justice?

All in all it's great.

As for Guan Qiu'an who was standing on the side, he was worried at first, but when he listened, he was a little shocked and said to Zhou Songchun who was standing on the side, pretending to watch the snow scene: "Now I believe they are a family!"

Zhou Songchun withdrew his gaze from the outside, looked back and said in a low voice: "Are you stupid? Didn't you see it? They probably will never be a family, but... they are really smart."

Guan Qiu'an handed out the wine glass, and someone quickly poured the wine for him. He sniffed and raised his head and took a sip: "My poor Nuanyang."

Zhou Songchun glanced at him, thinking who is not pitiful?Aren't pigeons pitiful? Any young people who live in their eighteenth or nineteenth years should not be like him. The old ones are like an old man. All emotions, even the character of His Highness, can't reach his heart.

He only found out today that pigeons don't know how to spend money?

On the surface, the phrase "know how to spend money" doesn't seem like a big problem, but when you think about it carefully, you can no longer hide the deep sadness under the gloom.

No one taught this child how to live!

You and your Nuanyang can still comfort each other lovingly, but all the sins in this world have already obliterated this child's ability to communicate with others normally.

The more he thought about it, the sadder he became, so he had a few more drinks with Guan Qiu'an.

And half an hour later, Jiang Gezi finally let out a helpless sigh. He looked at Xing Xuzhuo and said, "It seems that this is really an unjust case."

Hearing what he said, Xing Xuzhuo, who had been sedated, felt sore eyes. He murmured, "Yes, I was wronged! Why don't they believe me? No one believes me..."

He wanted to cry and shout, but he couldn't find such emotion in his memory.

He could only continue to tremble, and looked at Jiang Gezi apologetically, wanting to say a thousand words, but the result of his family's ruin had already made this hapless guy lose his ability to feel wronged.

As for Guan Qiu'an, who was standing aside, he quickly took the prepared blanket, walked over to wrap Xing Xuzhuo up, and made him shake thoroughly.

Jiang Gezi looked at Xing Xuzhuo who stared at him with wide eyes.

He opened his mouth silently, and he could even see a few traces of saliva connecting his upper and lower jaws.

What should he say to the poor man?His family has been ruined, his family has been ruined, and he can't come back.

Hatred, resentment, those are all dead, gone!I can't even find the wraith...

In the end, he could only smile wryly and say, "Are you going to sue them?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xing Xuzhuo, who was lying in Guan Qiu'an's arms, laughed softly. He laughed for a while, and said in a gloomy tone: "Prosecute? How is it possible! At most they will arrest a few cannon fodder for dereliction of duty and imprison a few false witnesses." ? But will my parents come back? Will my time come back? Will my sister come back? And Nannan, your life..."

He stood up excitedly, and screamed out of control: "I... can our life start again!! We can never go back!!"

Jiang Gezi was hit by his last words. He slowly reached out and took out a pack of cigarettes from his trouser pocket, took out one, lit it, took a puff, and thought for a long time before he said helplessly: "About me, you really There is no need to pursue it."

Xing Xuzhuo was stunned: "Don't pursue it?"

Jiang Gezi nodded, flicked the cigarette ash and said, "Well, let's not pursue it, because Jiang Nan is dead!"

Zhou Songchun and the others froze and looked at Jiang Gezi.

Xing Xuzhuo looked at Jiang Gezi in confusion: "Dead?"

Jiang Gezi nodded resolutely and said: "Yes! Dead! He died a long time ago! The dead can't die anymore, the body has been cold for many years... Tell me about your plan, after all this matter..." He Shaking his head helplessly, he raised his hand to look at his watch and said, "There are still 10 minutes."

Xing Xuzhuo was brought into a strange situation by this illogical and inexplicable words, but everyone present had other explanations for his death.

Jiang Gezi probably meant that his heart was dead?

Xing Xuzhuo sat on the opposite side again, and he said in an unusually calm tone: "In fact, these years, I have had too much time to think calmly. From prison to release, they left one by one... I started When I was young, I also asked myself, what are the consequences of all this? Am I wicked? Or did I do something bad? Why did this happen to me when there are so many people in the world?"

Jiang Gezi leaned completely on the sofa, looked up to the sky and sighed slowly, "Yes, why me?"

Xing Xuzhuo stretched out his hand to caress the file in front of him and said, "Later, as the investigation deepened, I found out that I am not the only one who is unlucky in this world."

Jiang Gezi tilted his head to look at him and asked, "Aren't you the only one?"

Xing Xuzhuo nodded and said: "Yes! I'm not alone. Under this kind of behemoth with inheritance, under the chain of absolute monopoly of interests, I, heh~ I'm actually just a grain of sand..."

Jiang Gezi looked at Guan Qiu'an thoughtfully. He raised his hand to sip his cigarette, stood up and looked at the snow scene outside, and after standing there for a moment, holding on to the glass, he suddenly laughed.

After laughing for a while, Jiang Gezi sighed, "I think I know what you're going to do!"

Xing Xuzhuo looked at his nephew, he also laughed, and finally he asked Jiang Gezi: "You know?"

Jiang Gezi turned back to the window, stretched his waist and said: "Yes! Connect all the clues, so you have to be a pioneer! You have to pry the root of all evil from the root! You have to take the world Building quality inspection qualification, become the highest quality inspection officer in the world!"

Guan Qiu'an was so frightened. He looked at his lover and murmured with trembling lips, "Warm... Yang?"

But Xing Xuzhuo broke open the blanket that wrapped him, stood up slowly, looked at Jiang Gezi with sparkling eyes and said, "Nan Nan, I didn't expect..."

Jiang Gezi shrugged indifferently: "Ah! Actually, I have also read a few idle books. It seems that Yanzi showed me an international law before. It says that inspectors with global construction quality inspection qualifications have one vote to veto all levels. The construction company's construction qualification rights, right! It's not that I'm hypocritical, so don't call that name anymore."

Xing Xuzhuo's smile was very bright, and he said with great strength: "Yes! I will open up the floating soil, and one day I will dig those rotten! Smelly rhizomes! One by one! The sins of my life are exposed to the sun, but I don't allow them to die, I always leave a trace of water for them, watch them slowly struggle to sprout green shoots, and then dig again... Until, these things no longer exist in this world Ugly, this is my final judgment on them!"

Jiang Gezi nodded, and he walked slowly in front of Xing Xuzhuo step by step, reached out and patted him on the shoulder and said, "En! I give you a thumbs up! Come on!"

After he finished speaking, he finally let go of his worries and walked out in a slightly refreshed mood, but Xing Xuzhuo shouted loudly behind him: "Nan Nan, you don't recognize me? I... I was wronged!"

Jiang Gezi stopped, nodded without looking back, and said, "I know you have been wronged. Your evidence is complete, and I can't find any loopholes."

Xing Xuzhuo was stunned for a moment, then asked a little excitedly: "Then you, do you forgive...uncle?"

Jiang Gezi scratched the back of his head in distress. How should he answer this question? He can't represent that child.

So he could only look back at Xing Xuzhuo and say, "But my name is Jiang Gezi!"