Chapter 60

After eating too early, song Xijiao went to the direction of the bamboo paper mill. As soon as I entered the arena, I heard a lot of noise inside.

She quickened her pace and went to the place where the helpers were busy on weekdays, but she saw that everyone was gathered together and didn't know what they were arguing about.

As soon as song Xijiao approached, a helper whispered, "here comes Miss Song, here comes Miss Song!"

Seeing her coming, Xiaoliu rushed to meet her and reported: "Miss Song, someone slipped in last night and was caught by our people."

Song Xijiao thought: "the business of the bamboo paper factory is so prosperous that many people are envious outside. Now some people can't help but stretch out their hands."

She squeezed into the crowd and saw a tiny young man with his hands tied and his face curled up on the ground in horror.

Looking at the shivering young man on the ground, song Xijiao's heart is filled with a sense of intolerance.

She squatted down, loosened his tie, and whispered, "don't be afraid. We won't do anything to you, but you have to tell me, why did you sneak into our bamboo paper farm?"

The young man on the ground shook his head, his mouth whimpered, his face covered with sweat.

Seeing song Xijiao's puzzled face, Xiao Liu explained: "Miss Song, this man is mute, born without tongue, and can't ask anything."

Song Xijiao thought for a moment and said, "is it possible that he has broken into our bamboo paper farm by mistake?"

Xiaoliu took out a small bamboo tube that could hold things from his arms and said, "this is what we found from him. Inside is the bamboo pulp we soaked yesterday. The purpose of his coming to our farm is to steal bamboo pulp and our skills. "

Song Xijiao took over the bamboo tube in Xiaoliu's hand and fell into meditation: "who is so careful in his mind that he sent a person who can't reveal the leader behind the scenes to steal bamboo pulp?"

"Miss Song, how do you want to deal with this boy? Do you want to see him off? "

On hearing Xiao Liu say that he wants to send off the official, the young man on the ground sobbed and hugged song Xijiao's leg and shook his head vigorously.

Song Xijiao sighed in her heart and said, "leave the bamboo pulp and let him go."

Xiaoliu was a little inconceivable and asked, "are you going to let him go like this? What if he comes again? "

Song Xijiao firmly shook her head: "he will not come again, he is just a chess piece, let him go!"

Seeing that song Xijiao had made up her mind, Xiao Liu didn't say much, so she scattered the people.

When the young man knew that song Xijiao was going to let go of herself, her tears fell even more fiercely. Song Xi limped to his knees.

Seeing the young man walking away slowly, song Xijiao whispered to Xiao Liu: "you call a reliable person to follow him secretly. No matter what the result is, don't beat him again."

Xiao Liu takes orders and quickly finds a clever helper and whispers a few words in his ear.

At noon, the little helper came back with sweat.

He replied breathlessly: "the boy came out of the bamboo paper mill and slowly moved back to the ruined temple in the west of the city. There was a thin little girl in the temple. I've been there for a long time, and no one has come. "

Song Xijiao pondered for a moment. She took out five dollars from her purse and handed it to the helper. She said, "please go back and give them the money."

After a meal, the little helper came back. He even drank a few drinks and gave the money back to song Xijiao: "Miss Song, when I took the money with me, they had already left. I looked for it nearby, but no one was seen."

Song Xijiao took the money, sighed in her heart, and said nothing more.

Xiaoliu was a little uneasy and asked, "Miss Song, do you think it's going to be pursued?"

She shook her head and said, "there's no need to track down, but we need to be more careful in the future. It can't happen again."

Xiao Liu nodded and said, "we must be more careful in the future."

That day, after the helpers had finished their work, song Xijiao walked around the bamboo paper mill alone.

Unable to think of anything about today, she was a little upset and irritable. Seeing that the sky was getting dark, she slowly walked out of the door of the bamboo paper mill.

Song Xijiao was kicking a small gravel while walking, and suddenly two clean and exquisite boots appeared in front of her.

She looked up and Hu que was looking at her with a smile.

Song Xijiao thought that she must have offended some gods these two days. She met people and things she didn't want to see.

Hu que was still dressed up as an elegant young man. He bowed to song Xijiao and said, "Miss Song, it's a coincidence to meet you here."

Song Xijiao looked at the country road in front of her, and sneered in her heart. The young master, who was the magistrate of the house, did not need to take such a rural road.

In spite of this thought, she still slightly owes herself and says, "master Hu, Wan'an, it's getting late. I'll go home quickly."

Hu que saw her like this, and knew that it would make her even more tired of going around. He said directly, "the bamboo paper farm of Miss Song and boss Luo is very beautiful now. Can I join you?"Song Xijiao thought in her heart that this was the purpose of Mr. Hu. I'm young, but I have a lot of ambition.

She said quietly, "boss Luo and I have a good cooperation. There is no need to invite anyone to join us. If there are too many people, it will be bad. "

Seeing her refusal, Hu que said, "Miss Song, business is not so simple. The more prosperous the business of the bamboo paper factory is, the more people are looking at it. "

Song Xijiao listened and said with a sneer, "master Hu, are you talking about yourself?"

Hu que a Leng, immediately retorted: "I and those people are different, I want to join the bamboo paper farm, I will rely on their own efforts."

Song Xijiao unintentionally and he said: "I want to go back, master Hu does not have to do more entanglement."

However, Hu que was unwilling to continue: "although boss Luo is rich in financial resources, he is only a businessman after all. When he meets something, he is supported by people in the official circles, which is quite different. If that happens again... "

Song Xijiao didn't listen to the words behind Hu que.

"What happened before? Was bamboo pulp arranged by him?" She thought, a little more bored.

Hu que didn't notice the change of song Xijiao's face. He said to himself, "you know my father is a prefect. As long as I join the bamboo paper farm, I can make sure that the wife of the bamboo paper farm can go on smoothly."

Song Xijiao's patience is exhausted. She just wants to go back soon.

Ignoring what Hu que said, she turned around and walked on.

In the open countryside, only Hu Que's unwilling cry: "if you don't cooperate with me, you will regret sooner or later!"

Song Xijiao pulled the leaves along the road and responded angrily in her heart: "if you don't cooperate, you don't cooperate. Is your father a prefect?"? I'm modern. Am I proud? It's a terrible noise

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