Rebirth 78, the beginning of the marriage was broken off by the female educated youth

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

Office on the fifth floor of Nianwei Hospital.

The even snoring sound came from Wang Defa from time to time.

It was one o'clock in the morning, already the early morning of May 1st.

But Li Xiangnan was still not sleepy. He lay quietly on the sofa, looking at the ceiling.

The faint sunlight shone in through the window, making his handsome features look even more severe.

Jingle bell, jingle bell.

A series of urgent telephone rings rang on the table. Li Xiangnan, who had been staring at the ceiling with his eyes open, stood up and ran to the phone.

"Answer it quickly!" Wang Defa's voice exploded in the house.

"You didn't sleep?"

Li Xiangnan was a little surprised, he clearly heard the breathing sound.

"I didn't even fall asleep!"

Defa's tone was like that of many men who snore and talk back.

Li Xiangnan nodded without hesitation and answered the phone, "Hello!"

"Brother Nan!"

It’s Song Zimo.

"What happened?" Li Xiangnan asked anxiously.

"They went in! Into the teahouse!"

"call!"

Hearing this, Li Xiangnan was completely relieved and sat down on the chair. "Thank you for your hard work, Zimo. Let my men keep an eye on you. You can have a good sleep!"

"Brother Nan, you've waited until now, so go to sleep! Nothing will go wrong. I believe the scene there will shock the entire Dragon Kingdom tomorrow! No one dares to protect Shen Yujing! He's been so greedy, he's going to be sentenced to death!"

Song Zimo's voice was full of surprise and fatigue from being busy for so long.

"I know. Thank you very much!"

"Brother Nan..." Seeing that he was about to hang up the phone, Song Zimo hurriedly called out.

"what happened?"

"Congratulations!" Song Zimo grinned.

Li Xiangnan sighed, "Ah, if possible, I hope none of this will happen! This is not what I want to see, nor what the officials in Yanjing want to see, and certainly not what the higher-ups want to see!"

"I know. My dad will probably know about it tomorrow."

"Well, anyway, we won a great victory. Have a good rest. Goodbye!"

"goodbye!"

After hanging up the phone, Li Xiangnan let out a long, comfortable breath. Then a cigarette was handed to him. He turned around and took it with a smile.

"How much do you think Shen Yujing will be greedy?" Wang Defa walked to the window and looked at the bright moonlight shining on the hillside where Dingxiang left.

"Do you know how much money the person who Zimo investigated recently sent to the Science and Technology Bureau for review and approval?" Li Xiangnan's eyes were cold.

Wang Defa asked, "How much?"

"Sixteen thousand!"

"Hiss!" Wang Defa twitched his lips, and was dumbfounded. "He's only been here for a week, and he's made over 10,000 yuan?"

After he said this, his fingers twirled wildly, and he couldn't even keep count.

"Then he was in office for more than ten years..."

Li Xiangnan did not respond to this, because no one could calculate how much Shen Yujing had embezzled over the years.

In an era when the average wage per capita was only 20 or 30 yuan, the amount of money earned in Shen Yujing's teahouse might have been enough to cover a county's annual tax revenue.

Wang Defa swallowed his saliva countless times, with smoke swirling around his fingers. He asked nervously, "But Xiao Li, how did he get it?"

"tea."

"tea?"

Wang Defa was confused when he heard this.

……

now.

The White Jade Teahouse in Heaven.

Shen Yujing collapsed on the ground, his eyes lifeless. The madness that had just occurred when he saw his "family property" being searched out bit by bit was completely gone.

If there wasn't still a faint breath coming from his mouth and nose, people would even mistake him for a dead person.

Wen Xianping dragged the armchair in front of him, kicked him with his toes, and threw a cigarette into his arms.

Wow!

The sparks from the matches reflected the sparkling lake and the bright Milky Way outside the teahouse, like a meteor across the sky, brilliant and short-lived.

"Tell me about it, Director Shen."

Shen Yujing raised his head inch by inch, but his expression was somewhat calm, as if he was adjusting his mood before making a final struggle.

"Section Chief Wen..." He slowly took out a match from his jacket pocket and lit his cigarette, "What do you want me to say? You mean I embezzled this money? I don't know what's going on, so I can't tell you anything..."

"At this point, you still want to quibble?" Wen Xianping's tone was very calm.

People like Shen Yujing will not plead guilty until the last moment.

Only when the ironclad facts were placed before him and he was really put in those silver handcuffs, would his cold heart feel a little bit of fear.

Losing his freedom and losing his life would be an unbearable burden for him.

"Chief Wen, I have never been here and I don't know what's going on! I don't even know who owns this teahouse." Shen Yujing hid his face in the smoke and said without any pressure.

"Is it?"

Wen Xianping exhaled a puff of smoke, smiled and waved to his subordinates behind him, took a document, held it in his hand and shook it at the other party.

"But this deed is yours! Besides, you also have a bamboo teahouse on the southern slope of Jingshan Mountain..."

Shen Yujing narrowed his eyes.

"You should know that if we want to investigate you, we can find out everything!" Wen Xianping put the deed on the table beside him, pointed his finger at it, and continued to ask: "We have resolved the ownership of the teahouse. Now will you continue to deny that the money is yours?"

"..." Shen Yujing's gaze projected from behind his glasses and fell on Wen Xianping's calm yet majestic square face.

He gritted his teeth and spat, "Even if the teahouse is mine and the money is mine, so what?"

All the specialists who were searching around were stunned and looked at Shen Yujing.

"No one has stipulated that I cannot open a teahouse, right? If I open a teahouse, I will naturally do business, and if I do business, there will naturally be buying and selling!"

Listening to his calm words, Wen Xianping asked calmly, "So, what you mean is that this money... this money on the ground is all your payment for the goods?"

"Of course!" Shen Yujing smiled complacently.

"What are you selling?" Wen Xianping asked.

"Tea leaves, tea sets, tea art, I sell them all!"

Shen Yujing smiled slightly, reached out and picked up a bag of tea that had fallen from the bookshelf, and handed it over, "Here, I'll sell this!"

Wen Xianping took the tea bag and rubbed it in his hand for a while. "What kind of tea is this?"

He turned and looked around.

"How much tea did Director Shen have to sell to make so much money? You have earned all the money from tea in the history of Dragon Country, right?"

"Director Wen is wrong!"

Shen Yujing picked up a few loose tea leaves from the ground.

"I can sell this bag of tea for five dollars, or fifty dollars!"

As he spoke, the corners of his mouth curled up, and his face showed an irrepressible sense of contentment.

"Of course, I can sell it for 5000, or even 5. As long as someone buys it, it's reasonable!"

"Rare goods are valuable. If you meet someone who truly appreciates tea, then the value of this bag of tea is priceless!"

boom!

When these words were spoken, even many of the Commission for Discipline Inspection commissioners standing in the room frowned.

Shen Yujing's words sounded completely reasonable and flawless, and contained countless business tips.

Wen Xianping leaned forward.

"So, people who come to you for help will buy tea or tea sets from you. This pack of tea costs 1.5 cents, and someone will buy it even if you offer 50,000!"

"Director Shen, you are confusing the concepts of price and value!"

"Do you really think this is a case of Zhou Yu fighting Huang Gai, where one is willing to fight and the other is willing to be beaten?"

Shen Yujing looked at him intently: "What else?"