To be honest, Du Fei never thought that he could be a great good man? Is he qualified?

He just wants to be a great charity, but he doesn't have the strength.

But now when he heard the "three million pounds" and he held back his urge to pee, Du Fei knew that he didn't want to be a great charity. The Hebei native who is the director next to him would try every means to let him go further and further on the bright road of charity.

It's at least three months, that's the minimum.

"Director, Director, three, three million jin?!!!"

"Hey, our Huanzhou, what is the point of just a little inventory? What is the matter of several warehouses."

The director with his arms around his back looked open-minded, "Three million pounds, one boat is stuffed with 10,000 pounds, and three hundred boats will be done. Lao Du, you are from the Navy yamen and were the director of the department before. Isn't it enough to say hello to such a thing? But don't worry, you can't let you do it for nothing, three million pounds, two commissions. If the ship sinks, it will be calculated."

“…”

The wine I just drank always felt that it had evaporated and then turned into urine.

"Who hasn't ordered a way for dinner today, right?! It's all for the country and for the victims. I'm looking for the temple gate with my pig's head. Now I have a pig's head and a temple gate. Isn't this lacking? Isn't it just a hero, hero, great charity like you, who sent the pig's head from Huanzhou to the temple gate of Chairman Wang, the great god?"

"ah?!"

Du Fei was a little embarrassed, "Director, Director, that's three million pounds, this... can Chairman Wang eat it?"

"Hey, as long as you are well-informed, you can find out. If Chairman Wang can't eat it, who else can eat it?"

As he said that, the director twitched his fingers and settled the matter with Du Fei, "Zi Teng, Lao Du, look. First of all, Chairman Wang himself has a legal gold mine in Chanan Province. I don't know much about this. I have a friend who manages the mine in Xunzhou. When he was communicating in Shaozhou, he learned from Shaozhou. Shaozhou Governor Tang Yan, the Minister of Tang, personally endorsed the letter. Is this fake?"

"I'm holding..."

"Yes? Who is Chairman Wang? Can he be an ordinary person?"

Then the director clicked the table again, "Secondly, one of the negotiations between Boss Feng and Chairman Wang was to provide an interest-free loan. I thought about it and thought it would be a return. The amount of money is not small. But after all, we are weak and we can't get the turn. What we can really eat and live is another investment."

"invest?"

"Have you heard that a young master from the Cheng family was in Changsha's "private private visit"? When I met Chairman Wang, I had an investment of 50 million yuan. Now there are chaos everywhere, so it is not easy to find a stable and peaceful place to invest. If you have a few million yuan to build bridges and pave roads, wouldn't it take a lot of explosives?"

“…”

"We don't care about the powerful ones. But we can just use black gunpowder to open the mountain. As for firing a cannon and firing a gun, brown gunpowder is enough. If there are too many, we won't think about it."

“…”

"Thirty million kilograms of goods are only a little bit. I guess it's just the boundary of Hunan, and a county is almost worth it."

“…”

"So, we must hurry up. The three hundred boats, our Huanzhou Bureau, have been booked; the goods, our Huanzhou Bureau, have been booked; the Navy Office, I will go to handle some of them; the rest depends on Brother Ziteng, you show your skills and supernatural powers."

“…”

Du Fei's fat face turned red. He really wanted to go to the bathroom. He was anxious to pee, and he felt that he could not hold it in.

What the director said now is his level, and he can listen at this time?!

To be honest, he had only earned more than 200,000 yuan and donated 180,000 yuan, but he has not recovered yet.

It’s not that Du Ziteng doesn’t want to make progress, it’s really that this world is too crazy.

I once naively thought that twenty yuan per month would be a very decent life and then a decent life.

He doesn't have high requirements...

Now Du Ziteng knew that he was wrong, he was outrageously wrong.

This world does not mean that if he wants to have low requirements, he will not have high expectations.

In the past, it was hard to get twenty yuan, and I was short of money from time to time.

Now the 200,000 he was about to throw away was already quite expensive and very nervous.

What are you doing now?!

When did he Du Fei and Du Ziteng get this level?!

"Old Du, brother Ziteng, as long as we become bigger and stronger before April, I have a way out. Then we can directly pull the equipment from several factories from Shandong to Hunan. Chairman Wang wants cannons to set off fireworks, so what if we hear it? Reselling a cannon can only earn a few thousand yuan. If we produce it ourselves and build hundreds of them a year, I dare not say that there are too many. As long as Chairman Wang lasts for three or five years, we will make all the money for our next life."

"This...this is not very..."

"Not very good? Isn't it pedantic? The 'Central Core Area' includes Hunan Province. Right? We are also in line with the policy, and it is glorious to contribute to the prosperity of the empire!"

“Gu…”

Subconsciously, I swallowed a mouthful of water and was about to pick up the wine glass, but I found that it was not wine, but tea.

I looked up and looked around, and there were a pair of eyes.

It's hungry but so...

But Du Fei knew very well that these guys were hungry and were eyeing them.

Just... it's very charitable.

"good!"

Du Fei thought about it and agreed.

Let's agree first, otherwise... I'm afraid there will be nothing else.

"good!!!"

He shouted louder than Du Fei, and jumped out of the director's throat, "Old Du!! You did not let me see it wrong! Brother, let me tell you the truth. The country's mines and the things dug out are all from the country?! Let's steal some production, do some side jobs, and sell them for money. It's all our own. Boss Feng is fine to steal the country. What's the point of stealing a hook?"

“…”

In fact, Du Fei wanted to say something like "those who steal the country will be marquis, and those who steal the hook will be punished", but in the end he didn't say it.

Is it okay to hurt feelings and destroy the atmosphere? This is not good.

In short, after discovering that the director came prepared, Du Fei felt that his operation in Huanzhou was a bit careless.

I thought that a brave and coward could be a deputy director who was waiting to die, but I never expected that I would treat him to dinner, but I was attacked by someone in turn.

Feeling uncomfortable.

...

There is still a saying that when Du Fei was shooting a telegram to Changsha, he actually had no confidence. His relationship with Wang Jiao was really the same.

It’s all about meeting each other, selling little yellow texts.

Who knows that it has reached this point?

In the new mansion in Huanzhou City, Du Fei's second son was happily writing something in the pavilion. After seeing this, Du Fei looked over and looked up, then raised his hand and slapped him: "You despicable, you are going to kill you Laodou!!"

“…”

The son, who was covering the back of his head, looked confused, thinking that his father was crazy?!

Looking at the things written on the table, Du Fei felt a little numb, all of which were "Ji Tianxia Theory". He was so reactionary that it was so creepy.

In fact, if the son is older, it is nothing, but this second son is only fourteen years old. He doesn’t want to catch a good girl and mess around, but he just comes to learn such reactionary remarks. Is this a joke?

As the son of the deputy director of Huanzhou Bureau, if you don’t say you go out to tease good women, at least you have to take the initiative to walk the dog and fight the cock.

If there is a conflict with someone fighting a cock, you must yell without hesitation at critical moments: My father Du Ziteng!!!

This is the right way.

What is hard to learn from Ji Tianxia?

"Dad, are you wrong? This is Mr. Ji's theory. The teacher in the school said it was good. The classmates here in Huanzhou have no way to get it. I help copy and write. I don't know how majestic it is in school now."

"If others don't have a way, you have a way?"

"Dad, are you confused? Before coming to Huanzhou, you were the secretary-general of the 'Jia Cang Route'."

“…”

It was a snap and soon, Du Fei slapped his son again.

There is no other meaning, it is just anger and shame.

Du Fei was so angry that his two beards on his lips flew up.

The second son is actually not his own son, but adopted him to support him.

Du Fei has several such sons. It’s not that he plans to learn from Zhang Liang, Duke of Yun more than two hundred years ago, but that both of them are surnamed Du and Du Fei’s uncles and brothers actually don’t have a good life.

But with too many descendants, it is difficult to kill and sell meat directly, so you can only give it to others.

Giving people is also related to their relatives and distantness. Du Fei was a clerk at the time, and he was a sergeant in the yamen and introduced a few people to the dock to be a coolie. It was still fine.

Besides, no matter how much he says he can spend more than ten or twenty yuan a month, it is not a big deal to support a few more mouths.

But now it’s different. Du Feng feels that the whole world is full of malice.

His fat body twisted back to the room. With a few large cups of herbal tea, he couldn't lose his anger. He always felt that he was in danger now.

Maybe one day I will be burping.

Just as he was thinking about all kinds of anxiety and fear, he heard the door screaming from outside. He was just waiting to go out when he heard the second son shouting there: "Dad! It's a telegram!"

puff!!
To be continued...