The Daughter-In-Law’S Son-In-Law Chapter 1159
byOn the morning after Ye Fan and Tang Ruoxue arrived in Baocheng, Longdu, Fifth Alley, Tangmen Courtyard.
Compared with the heavy wind and rain in Baocheng, Long was much calmer, but the sky was also gloomy and indescribably depressing.
Grandma’s dog weather!Near six o’clock, Tang Shi’er got out of a car, cursed God, and then walked into the yard carrying a box.
He walked through the corridor with ease and came to the garden at the back, where he saw Tang Pingfan holding a book and flipping through it.
“The Evolution of Banknote Minting”.
The old man sat upright in the pavilion, his expression focused and condensed, making people feel that the entire pavilion was filled.
Tang Pingfan didn’t walk over, but stood quietly outside for almost half an hour. When he saw Tang Pingfan put down his books, he smiled and moved forward.
He smoothly took the basin from the servant’s hand and walked over: “Brother, wipe your hands.”
Tang Shi’er’s hand that plays with walnuts all year round is very strong, and it doesn’t seem difficult to hold the washbasin with one hand.
“Come here so early. Have you got the things?”
Tang Pingfan took the hot towel and wiped it while asking questions lightly.
“False mission!”
Tang Shi’er chuckled, and then put the black box on the stool: “Although Xiong Tianjun and Ye Fan are tricky, they are still a little younger than us.”
“Emgrand Bank went through a series of sales and strikes, and got the things without much loss.”
He added: “It seems that the Duanmu family is right. Tang Ruoxue is indeed Ye Fan’s biggest weakness.”
“No loss does not mean no sacrifice.”
Tang Pingfan snorted: “This time, we have used a lot of manpower and material resources, and have plunged Emgrand Bank into a whirlpool and become the target of public criticism!”
“We have nothing to be proud of.”
He threw the towel into the basin and unbuttoned a button.
Upon seeing this, Secretary Jiang immediately served Tang Pingfan’s breakfast.
Three steamed buns, a bowl of porridge, and a plate of pickled mustard.
It was very ordinary and bland, but Tang Pingfan picked up his chopsticks and ate it with relish.
“Brother, don’t worry. Duan Mufeng has already written, directed and staged a play, allowing a force to attack his Imperial team and snatch the ‘template’ away from him.”
Tang Shi’er hurriedly reassured: “So the other forces who are looking at the template will not come to Duanmu Feng, and Dihao Bank will not have any trouble.”
Tang Pingfan didn’t have much trouble: “I heard that this time, Ye Fan and Wei Hongchao were also successful?”
“That bastard, Ye Fan, is really an invincible Xiaoqiang.”
When he heard about Ye Fan’s achievements, Tang Shi’er became indignant, and the walnuts he took out began to crackle: “There are hundreds of elites in the Dragon Temple, Long Po Pan, and Yu Wenlong. With such a strong camp and strength, not only did they not kill Ye Fan, but they allowed him to kill all the former ones.”
“Even the Revenge was driven back to Treasure City.”
“I don’t know if this kid is the reincarnation of Hydra. How can he turn danger into good fortune again and again?”
“I still can’t figure out how he killed Yu Wenhualong and took the Revenge.”
“No matter how powerful an Earth Realm expert is, he can’t withstand a medium-sized battleship, unless Yu Wenhualong stupidly gets close enough to engage in a close combat.”
“But if Yu Wenhualong was so stupid, he wouldn’t be able to live until he failed to get the position of the Dragon Temple Master yesterday.”
Tang Shi’er regretted that Ye Fan did not die, but also wondered how Ye Fan succeeded in counterattacking.
Tang Pingfan’s hand holding the chopsticks froze slightly, and his eyes became more interested: “This guy is indeed extraordinary.”
“Fortunately, he lacks experience, and Tang Ruoxue is indeed his weakness, otherwise it would be really difficult to get the template.”
Tang Shi’er exhaled a long breath: “Although I’m not happy that Ye Fan survived, getting the template is a big comfort.”
Tang Pingfan was very direct: “Have the bankrupt banknote printing factory in Lun been taken down?”
“Don’t worry, brother, I’ve already taken care of it.”
Tang Shi’er lowered his voice: “I called more than 400 companies and self-employed people to buy the things of Lun Guo Banknote Printing Factory under various names.”
“From machine parts to paper materials, from ink to toilet paper, I got almost everything back, and no force knew about it.”
“Now we’re just waiting for this legendary high imitation template to be launched.”
“With banknotes that look real, the Tang Sect’s well-connected channels are a perfect match.”
“Now when the Eagle Country encounters a crisis or the national treasury is empty, it uses the money printing machine to print money and let the whole world pay the bill.”
“We can learn from this then. If the Tang Sect has no money, it will start printing money. Anyway, there are more than 200 countries footing the bill. Printing hundreds of billions of dollars won’t even make a splash.”
There was longing on Tang Shi’er’s face, wishing that the day of lying down and counting money would come soon.
As the Tang Sect’s money bag, he would see more than 10,000 mouths waiting for him to feed every day when he opened his eyes, making him mentally and physically exhausted all day long thinking about making money.
In the future, he can print money to solve problems, and he feels that his life will be much brighter.
However, he hesitated for a moment: “But, is there really such a powerful person in this world who can create a banknote template that can be circulated?”
“Many years ago, Luo Feihua showed off in front of me and showed me two counterfeit five and ten yuan coins.”
Tang Pingfan’s tone was indifferent: “To be honest, it can’t be seen with the naked eye, and the banknote detector at that time couldn’t identify it either.”
“So I believe in the existence of this template of genius.”
“Besides, the templates in the banknote printing factory are also made by people. If they are fake to the extreme, they are real.”
He talked about the past events in an understatement, and then took a few mouthfuls of white porridge into his mouth, as if he was eating it just because of this.
“Luo Feihua?
Mrs. Dong Wang?
The little fan girl of Tang Sanguo?”
Tang Shi’er’s pupils condensed: “The person who made counterfeit banknotes is Tang Sanguo?”
Tang Pingfan didn’t respond and just ate his breakfast slowly, which was equivalent to acquiescing to his speculation.
“Bring me something to look at.”
Tang Pingfan finished his breakfast, wiped the corners of his mouth with a tissue, and then tilted his head slightly towards Tang Shi’er.
After seeing Luo Feihua’s counterfeit five-and-ten-dollar coins that year, Tang Pingfan also became interested in this area and conducted in-depth research.
This is why he asked Tang Shi’er to send the template over for a look.
Tang Pingfan had to judge for himself whether the rumors were true or not.
“Here, the template, diary, and chip are all here.”
“The expert Duan Mufeng has made a rough inspection and determined that this template is very fine, and all the flaws have been perfected. The degree of authenticity is at least 95%.”
“The remaining five percent cannot be judged until it is produced.”
Tang Shi’er quickly opened the box, took out a box, and took out several tightly packed items.
“Ye Fan is also unlucky. He offended a lot of people for Xiong Tianjun and finally got the template, but it ended up in our hands again.”
“I heard that he hasn’t even touched the template yet, which makes me feel quite comfortable.”
Tang Shi’er was very proud.
“Not bad!”
Tang Pingfan ignored Tang Shi’er and took a closer look at the template. He could see with the naked eye that it was indeed finely cast and much more perfect than he imagined.
Then I looked at the contents of the chip and judged that these things were professional enough and involved some designs and parameters of banknotes.
Tang Shi’er and Secretary Jiang stood nearby. Although they were curious, they didn’t look much. They just waited quietly for Tang Pingfan’s inspection.
Finally, Tang Pingfan picked up the diary with a yellow cover.
The diary has a sense of age. It was produced decades ago, and Tang Pingfan feels a sense of intimacy, as if he has returned to his youth.
He gently opened the diary, which recorded Xiong Tianjun’s mood, problems, and inspirations. He wrote one diary every three days. It was very short, but very to the point.
This also allowed Tang Pingfan to further confirm the value of the template, because it indeed cost Xiong Tianjun three years of hard work.
After skimming through the middle pages, Tang Pingfan turned to the last article, which was Xiong Tianjun’s last diary of successful template casting.
His eyes paused slightly.
This article flows with Xiong Tianjun’s joy and madness, and he is also grateful to Tang Sanguo, who mentored him many years ago… Tang Pingfan was about to see what Tang Sanguo had mentored Xiong Tianjun, but found that the last two pages of yellowed paper were stuck.
He turned it over but didn’t open it. He subconsciously wet it with saliva and wanted to twist it open.
As soon as he touched his lips, he remembered something and looked sharply at his fingers.
Fingertips are black and lips are numb.
“Bang -” Tang Pingfan smashed his rice bowl without saying a word, picked up the pieces and cut off a piece of flesh from his lips, and then cut off his poisoned finger with a loud bang.
He was covered in blood and his face was hideous.
While Tang Shi’er and Secretary Jiang were shocked, Tang Pingfan laughed angrily: “Traitor, what a big situation -“
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