For ten years, Liangcheng is a madman

Ganping's fourth stop is a little-known mahjong parlor in a remote suburb.

Gan Ping lay down in front of the bar, greeted the proprietress who was watching a series, and went straight to the Tianzihao box.

As soon as the door was pushed open, the room was filled with smoke, which made people's eyes hurt from the choking.Gan Ping frowned unnaturally, then opened his eyes, and saw a mahjong table in the center of the room, surrounded by four people playing mahjong.Gan Ping saw the two people he was looking for at a glance.

"I don't know whether this table of mahjong is betting life or money?" Gan Ping opened the window of the room to get some fresh air, and looked at the four people sitting around the mahjong table playing mahjong with a not particularly good-looking face.

"Government··········局···常·····内凯泽,军················· Cheng Yehua, Director of the Local Taxation Bureau, Yu Li, Director of the National Taxation Bureau, Yan Tao. Gan Ping's eyes showed a sharp light, like a beast seeing its prey.Gan Ping felt that if he dragged these two people into the water and completed the task assigned by his master before dawn, it would be foolproof.These two people usually take advantage of their masters, and now it's time to contribute.

"Are you?" Zheng·············································· Feng Kaize put away the chatter and laughter just now, and asked with a cold face.

"Who are you?" Jun··················································································································

"Gan Ping, the driver of the crown prince." Gan Ping poured himself a cup of tea indifferently.

"I'll talk about it tomorrow." Political... Political... Bureau... Chang... Commissar Feng Kaize put up his official airs.

"My lord said that he would meet Murong Lin for tea in the business investigation department before dawn, and seal all of Murong Lin's transactions." Gan Ping blew on the tea without any reaction.

Gan Ping's words stunned the four people in the room.

Tai... son... Lord wants to touch Murong Lin! ! !

Murong Lin is the God of Wealth, a person who has held the party for many years for Mrs. Mrs. Why is Mrs. Mrs. wanting to touch Murong Lin now? ?

Do you want to help the wife... the son... or the God of Wealth?

Can the God of Wealth beat Mrs.... Zi... Lord?

Just choose an opportunity once, if you choose the wrong one, you will be forever lost, but if you choose the right one, you will live a lifetime of glory.Now the Tai... Zi... Master asked his driver to come forward to deliver the message, that is to say, all the people who received the message did not follow the order of the Tai... Zi... Master, or did not allow Tai... ·Son...my Lord is as good as he wants, and in the days to come, we must be able to survive but not die.

But Qian Tongshenlu, if he favors Murong Lin, the God of Wealth, if his wife falls down, Murong Lin stands firm, and Murong Lin spends money like water, he will definitely not treat him lightly.I just don't know how big Murong Lin's chances are.

"The Tai... Zi... Lord said that the IOUs of all of you can be waived after the completion of the business. But if the Tai... Zi... Master does not see the scene you want to see before dawn, please bring the IOUs with you." The profit is paid off." Gan Ping said slowly with a look of disdain.He is the driver of the master, and the master ordered him to come out to do things, that is to say, he gave him absolute decision-making power, and he can make decisions about innocuous matters.The master only cares about the result.It doesn't matter how it goes.

See Zheng···························································································································​​ Fearful timidity appeared on the faces of several people.

"I don't know what the Tai... Zi... Lord needs us to do?" Cheng Yehua, the military committee... Shu Ji, changed his previous hesitation and asked respectfully.Cheng Yehua knew in his heart that he owed a lot of money to his wife, not to mention even the principal with interest, just repaying the principal would kill him.As soon as he heard that the debts he owed before could be forgiven, he immediately stopped thinking about it. Murong Lin and Mo Yu had a better chance of winning.

"I want the two tax bureau chiefs to check Murong Lin's taxes. The military...commission...shu... remember that people who take good care of the military should not embarrass my master. As for the Standing Committee, I hope that Murong Lin can be Suspended for investigation." Gan Ping's voice did not fluctuate.He is not good at buying people's hearts, but he knows very well what can make people work hard.

"This is a bit difficult. Murong Lin has been suspended and transferred." Political... Political... Bureau... Chang... Commissar Feng Kaize wiped the sweat from his brow.He knows what Tai... Zi... No one can disobey.But this matter is really difficult to handle, and there is no shortage of money from Murong Lin on weekdays, so it is not good if you don't leave yourself a little way out, and you can win some.

"You can do whatever you want, I'm just conveying my master's meaning." Gan Ping smiled ambiguously, and at some point there was an extra dagger in his hand. ················凯凯泽····································································· ··Wei Feng Kaize's face turned blue.

"Also, my lord... I don't like people who are in Cao Ying and their hearts are in Han. My master can let you sit firmly, or let you change people once in a while. Everyone knows the master's temper. I still have to leave beforehand." Gan Ping said coolly, and came to the political... ··· Bureau···Chang····Wei Feng Kaiser pulled out his legs···中··· from the chair in the middle···, closed the door and left.

Leaving Yu Li, director of the Land Taxation Bureau, whose face was ashes with fright, Yan Tao, director of the National Taxation Bureau, Political... ··Book···Records of Cheng Yehua and four people.

"Let's go! Go back and make arrangements. If things can't be done before dawn, we won't have a bright future." Yu Li, director of the Land Taxation Bureau, was the first to react, and said while holding his own things.

"Let's investigate together. We will definitely find something before dawn." Yan Tao, director of the National Taxation Bureau, echoed.

"Tai... Zi... Master is really here this time?" Zheng... Zhi... Bureau... Chang... Commissar Feng Kaize's legs were still trembling, if there was a slight deviation just now , he is the grandson.

"If you are a mother...you are all on the same boat. Don't try to sell the owner and ask for glory, and implicate us." Military... Commission... Book... Recorder Cheng Yehua showed contempt on his face , Sweeping and sweeping the politics...the government...the bureau...the regular...the commissioner Feng Kaiser turned and left first.

"Gan Ping is merciful to your subordinates. If you said something about betraying your wife just now, Gan Ping's dagger just now is your neck. Dude, be careful in doing things in the future." Land Tax Yu Li, director of the Bureau, and Yan Tao, director of the National Taxation Bureau, both sympathized, patted the Land Affairs Bureau... Chang... Commissioner Feng Kaize on the shoulder and left.

The author has something to say: I want to cry.These are written.so tired.No passion. .

Prince, you just don’t feel sorry for Xiaoyou, you should also feel sorry for your doll... Hurry up if you don’t wait for your doll to die, I will die

I'm going to die if I change the sensitive words

Run back the sensitive word. .want to commit suicide

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