Tomb Robbery: Immortality starts from Laojiumen

The color of the moon has faded.

At the same time, on the other side of the sky, the sun was slowly climbing into the sky.

The baby's cry sounded in Cong Ye's ears.

He covered his ears in pain.

wrong.

Kunlun Daji should not have been allowed to transform.

Er Erhong glanced at Cong Ye with a smile and skillfully coaxed the child in her arms.

Strangely enough, it was his first time holding a child, but he had more experience than anyone else.

Maybe it's because of my love for the house and the crow.

Cong also came to Beijing, and it was not as leisurely as he imagined. On the contrary, he always had things to go out for every day.

He didn't sleep all night last night, but he didn't feel tired.

There was a party at Uncle Ye's place at noon and he had to go. Zhang Qishan was also one of the invitees.

Although he felt guilty for throwing Kunlun's burden to Yueer Hongcong, he really didn't want to be under the same roof as Kunlun for a short period of time.

Cong also changed his clothes and went out with Zhang Qishan.

Er Erhong and Qi Tiezui had long known that they were deeply involved in the political circles, so they didn't ask any more questions.

In the car, Cong Ye collapsed in the back seat like mud, and his ears finally became quiet.

Zhang Qishan rubbed the second ring on his wrist that never left his body, and his eyes passed over Cong Ye lightly.

There were some questions buried deep in his heart, not because he didn't want to ask them, but because there was no point in asking them.

The answer may not be what he wants to hear, so it would be better not to ask.

From time to time, Cong Ye could notice the adjutant's gaze in the rearview mirror. He looked directly at the adjutant and asked, "Adjutant, do you want to say something?"

Zhang Qishan's eyes also fell on the adjutant.

The adjutant coughed slightly and shook his head: "Nothing."

He knew that even if he asked Cong, he wouldn't tell.

The guests at today's banquet are all important people.

When Cong Ye arrived, he was immediately taken away by Huang Yuheng and the others.

Zhang Qishan walked towards the elderly people gathered together.

The adjutant followed closely behind.

Cong Ye sat on chairs with Huang Yuheng and the others, chatting while eating fruit.

It didn't take long for the old people to come over on their own initiative.

The leader smiled and nodded at Cong Ye: "I know, Cong Ye, you don't like to stay with us old guys! You like to play with these little ones!"

Upon seeing the old man, Huang Yuheng and the others immediately stood up and saluted.

The old man waved his hand and said nonchalantly: "What day is today? Don't make it so formal."

Huang Yuheng and the others also laughed.

Cong Ye opened his mouth to excuse himself at this time: "It's not that I'm hiding from you uncles, but the things you're talking about are all big things. I have no insight into these things, and I'm not interested in them. I can't participate!"

Uncle Ye grinned, showing his white teeth: "Then what are you interested in?"

Cong Ye looked at the leader of the old man and smiled: "I am a businessman, and of course I am most interested in doing business!"

After the founding of the People's Republic of China, there are many wastes waiting to be revitalized, and economic development and industrialization are top priorities.

The old man shook his head and sighed: "You, you, you! You are a human being!"

Cong Ye walked to the old man's side and discussed: "I don't have any ambitions. You asked me to go to the government to do things a few days ago. I am destined to have no ability, but I want to tell you a plan today."

The old man's eyes were filled with anticipation: "Tell me about it."

He wanted to know what Cong Ye, a clever guy, wanted to do.

From supporting the Anti-Japanese War to supporting liberation, Cong Ye has been asking for nothing in return for the people and the country for more than ten years.

He didn't even take the high-ranking official position they chose for Cong Ye.

Cong finally brought it up today, and everyone became curious.

"I want to make a famous name for Chunshan Hall and run a charity organization with a small profit. I need your support."

Considering that there will be changes in the future, it is safest to directly get the old man's autographed plaque.

Facing the old man's gaze, Cong Ye continued: "I will donate funds in the name of Chunshan Hall to invest in national construction."

The old man looked at Cong Ye for a long time and sighed: "What's the trouble? I'll go back and write it myself and have someone type it out and send it to you!"

He patted Cong Ye on the shoulder and said, "I just treated you a little bit badly."

Cong Ye's contribution and his reputation among the people are worthy of even the second-in-command.

But Cong didn't want it at all. Even when doing business, he still wanted to build the country.

Everyone felt a little embarrassed.

Cong Ye naturally noticed it. He bowed his hands to everyone and said: "In the future, the construction of Chunshan Hall will still need everyone's help and worry. Don't find me annoying then!"

The old man was the first to laugh loudly: "Go and bother your Uncle Zhou and Uncle Li! They are responsible for these things! I am old and can't be tired anymore!"

Cong didn't believe it either. He put his hand on Zhang Qishan's shoulder behind the old man and joked: "Your body looks much stronger than the defense officer in Changsha. How can you embarrass Chief Zhang when you say that?"

The old man laughed and couldn't help shaking his head: "You know how to make fun of people!"

His eyes fell on Zhang Qishan and he patted Zhang Qishan's shoulder with appreciation.

……

After getting the above guarantee personally, the efficiency is different.

Day three.

The old man personally picked up the pen and sent the plaque made by someone to Cong Ye.

On the two-meter-long wooden plaque, the three words Chunshan Hall are flying and phoenixes are dancing.

In addition, there are a series of certifications and qualification certificates from Chunshan Hall, as well as a set of real estate.

Cong Ye opened it and saw that it was a palace left by the Manchu nobles and confiscated.

He understood immediately that this was one of the compensations given to him by the superiors.

He did not shirk, but used this palace as Chunshan Hall's stronghold in Beijing.

Over the years, the palace inevitably became a little dilapidated. Cong also hired craftsmen to repair it, which took a month to give the palace a new look and restore its original prosperity.

The plaque of Chunshan Hall hangs high in front of the palace, and Cong Ye still needs to worry about recruiting people.

As a result, after the news spread, there was no need for Cong Ye to recruit any more people.

Someone took the initiative to come to the door.

It was Huang Yuheng.

He resigned from the stable job assigned to him by the party and became the No. 1 employee of Chunshan Hall in Beijing.

"Brother Cong Ye, don't worry, I've thought about it all!"

"Chun Shan Tang is the movable type sign!"

"Who across the country has never heard of the name Chunshan Hall?"

"Not to mention there are so many comrades promoting it together!"

"Someone will definitely come to apply for the job!"

Because Chun Shan Tang works on the principle of small profits, the salary is not very high.

But in this era, salary is never the first thing that everyone cares about.

This is an era in which ideals and dedication are valued more than life.

Huang Yuheng was right, the front door of Chunshan Hall was crowded with people the next day.

The construction tasks of the People's Liberation Army Sanatorium and the Anti-Japanese Warrior Sanatorium were also assigned to Cong Ye, and Chunshan Hall quickly became busy.