"Forget about the celebration. It's not a big deal. I'll treat everyone to a drink another day." Lu Ming said lightly.

"Okay then, I'll wait for your news." Weng Bailing hurriedly hung up the phone, but the doubts in his heart became heavier.

Lu Ming also knew that after Liu Qigong went back, Weng Bailing would definitely become suspicious and call to inquire, so he waited here for his call.

Things were exactly as Lu Ming thought, which meant that Weng Bailing didn't believe his words at all, and had no choice but to give up because there was no other evidence.

This matter has been pushed aside for the time being, but Weng Bailing's suspicion will not be eliminated. Once there is new evidence, the matter will repeat itself.

Lu Ming couldn't help sighing, let's talk about the future, An Yi didn't understand the situation in Shanghai, messed things up, and exposed his identity to a certain extent.

"Director Xiao, do I need to go through any formalities to lead the person away?" Lu Ming asked.

"There is no need for any formalities. The branch office didn't file a case. It was a misunderstanding. Uh, it's really hot today." Chief Xiao kept wiping the sweat from his forehead.

"Yeah, it's almost June, and the hot season is coming again." Zhang Ziyang spoke only at this time.

He has long seen that today's matter is not easy, so he has not dared to say more, for fear of saying something wrong.

At this time, two policemen came in, carrying a rattan box and putting it on the ground.

"Master Lu, this is your cousin's item. Check it out, it's definitely the same." Director Xiao added extra words.

"No need, I'll take the box back, and share the things with the brothers. It's not a good thing."

As Lu Ming said, he dumped all the cigarettes, cans of coffee, and bags of tea leaves in the box on Director Xiao's desk, and walked out with the empty box.

When Chief Xiao wanted to resign, Lu Ming waved his hand behind him, and he had already walked out of the gate of the Sixth Branch.

"You are generous, those things are hard currency." Zhang Ziyang looked at the things on the table, feeling a little jealous.

"You are greedy, I will get you a batch in two days." Lu Ming laughed.

"I'm not asking you for something, I'm just thinking, no wonder she was arrested and sold so many good things on the black market, can she not be targeted?" Zhang Ziyang laughed.

Lu Ming also knew that Zhang Ziyang didn't care about those things. He usually smoked cigars, but they had to be Cuban. He drank foreign wine and never touched coffee, tea or cigarettes.

But what Zhang Ziyang said is correct, these American cigarettes, coffee, and top-quality British black tea are all in high demand on the black market.

There are really no such good things in ordinary stores, especially American cigarettes and Colombian coffee. These imported goods are most loved by wealthy people in Shanghai. If you find a suitable buyer, you can exchange a lot of silver dollars.

"It's okay in the afternoon, let's find a place to drink." Lu Ming wanted to relax completely.

"It's been prepared a long time ago. When I received your call, I pushed everything away." Zhang Ziyang said eagerly.

"I have to send them back first, and then go drink with you." Lu Ming laughed.

The two drove separately and went back downstairs to Wanguo Apartment. Lu Ming said to Mr. Dong: "You and Mrs. Sister-in-law go back to rest first. I will let the restaurant deliver the food to you. After eating, take a bath and sleep well. This matter Just pretend it never happened. Don’t think too much about it, and don’t quarrel.”

"Mr. Lu, thank you very much this time." Mr. Dong said sincerely while holding Lu Ming's hand.

"Stop talking about the two families, and go back quickly." Lu Ming scratched his head and smiled wryly.

An Yi still didn't say a word after getting in the car, her facial expression didn't change much, she bit her lips tightly as if she was angry with someone, and never looked at Lu Ming directly.

Mr. Dong tugged at the corner of her clothes, and then the two got out of the car. An Yi still didn't say a word, followed Mr. Dong, and walked into the apartment building stiffly.

Lu Ming came to Badawan Restaurant, ordered a rich feast for the two of them, and asked them to bring it up, and then said to Zhang Ziyang, "Shall we drink here, or find another place to drink?"

"Don't run away, it's getting late, just drink here, anyway, you drink everywhere you go." Zhang Ziyang laughed.

The two of them didn't go to the box, they found a clean table in the hall outside and sat down, ordered wine and a few simple dishes.

"Is that woman really your cousin? I don't even look like it?" Zhang Ziyang asked after drinking a bowl of old wine.

"You know that man, right? I hired him as a telegraph operator, and that woman is his wife. I'm too lazy to explain these things, so I just say she's my cousin." Lu Ming said blankly.

He also knew that Zhang Ziyang couldn't hide this matter, so he simply explained it to him very straightforwardly.

"I said it's weird. That woman has just arrived in Shanghai. She doesn't understand any rules. She doesn't even say hello to you when she leaves the police station. It's as if you owe her." Zhang Ziyang laughed.

"Isn't that right? She was originally from a wealthy family, and she still has good eyesight. She knows that those things are valuable, but now living with Lao Dong is a bit difficult, so she wants to use these things to exchange money to subsidize the family. How did she know about the black market in Shanghai? It's so dangerous." Lu Ming sighed.

"How much do you pay Old Dong a month? They have to do this kind of thing." Zhang Ziyang wondered.

"100 yuan a month." Lu Ming blushed a little after speaking, Zhang Ziyang almost forgot the number without asking.

"With this amount of money, you want people to drink the Northwest Wind. I don't see why you are stingy, this is not like your style." Zhang Ziyang shouted.

Lu Ming felt very embarrassed. He was not stingy. He wanted to give Mr. Dong a salary increase, but Mr. Dong insisted on not accepting it, so he gave up.

Of course, Lu Ming knew that 100 yuan a month was too little to live in a place like Wanguo Apartment, so he gave all those cigarettes, coffee, tea and various canned goods to Mr. Dong as a kind of subsidy.

The purpose of Lu Ming's doing this is to save Mr. Dong's daily expenses. Who knows that An Yi would actually take these things to cash in the black market.

This was completely beyond Lu Ming's expectations. How could he think of buying things to make a living?well!

"It's my fault. It turned out that Old Dong lived here alone, and he barely managed to make ends meet on 100 yuan a month. Now that there are two of us, of course it's not enough. I should give him a raise." Lu Ming patted his forehead, Said.

"That's right, I have an income of nearly 800 yuan a month, and I'm still suffering from famine every month. Isn't it embarrassing for you to let a husband and wife spend 100 yuan a month?" Zhang Ziyang defended Mr. Dong.

In fact, even if you are a husband and wife with a child, and live a normal life in Shanghai, 100 yuan a month is definitely a lot.

I think that when Du Juan first went to Sheng's Industry, he lived alone and rented a house. He felt that he couldn't spend 50 yuan a month.

Mr. Dong used to only spend about 50 yuan a month at most, and he could save half of it. This is because he lived in Wanguo Apartment and his daily expenses were relatively large.

After An Yi came over, adding one more person would indeed increase some expenses. Living with 100 yuan for two people is a bit tight, but it's not enough to make ends meet.

Lu Ming didn't say anything, but he knew it in his heart. There must be another reason for An Yi to sell cigarettes, coffee, tea and various canned goods.

The fact is exactly like this, An Yi wanted to contribute too much to the organization, and wanted to get more money to buy supplies to send to the base area, but he didn't understand the various dangers in Shanghai Beach, so he fell headfirst into it.

"Drinking and drinking, this kind of thing is too simple for you, so I won't give you any advice." Zhang Ziyang said while holding a wine bowl.

"Well, I'll raise Lao Dong's salary to [-] later." Lu Ming also picked up the wine bowl, thought for a while and said.

"That's about the same. At least there is no need to sell things." Zhang Ziyang raised his head and finished drinking the wine in the bowl.

"You think that everyone spends money like you do, how much money is not enough." Lu Ming said angrily.

"It's because I don't have enough money. If I have as much money as you, I won't be able to spend it all." Zhang Ziyang said confidently.

Lu Ming had nothing to say, so he could only change the subject: "That old Xiao, do you know him well? What kind of person is he?"

"You say Lao Xiao is a cunning old man, but he is quite good at dealing with people, but he is timid. He is afraid of hitting his head when a leaf falls. If it wasn't for this, he would have been transferred to the headquarters long ago." Zhang Ziyang laughed.

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