Prohibition of losing contact

Zhou Qingbai's soldiers made a strange move and broke into the previous record of the gossip organization. Naturally, Pei You didn't think that he just ran out to chat and mess around.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Qingbai turned his head and looked at him in bewilderment, then lowered his head and patted the mud stains on his trouser legs, and said as a matter of course: "Just now? I went to see them drilling."

Pei You: "..."

Zhou Qingbai ran the train too many times with his mouth full of truth and falsehood, but Pei You was fooled every time. Hearing this, the expression on his face went blank for a moment, he opened his mouth, and didn't say anything for a while.

Zhou Qingbai liked to see Pei You's bewildered and bewildered expression after his plan was disrupted. Hearing this, he couldn't help but bent down and laughed twice, and waved his hand at him.

"I'm just joking with you." Zhou Qingbai laughed enough, then straightened up, forced his smile back, and said solemnly: "Actually, I went to watch people dig the foundation."

Pei You: "..."

Again and again, no matter how slow Pei You was, he could still react. He pursed his lips and sighed, staring at Zhou Qingbai helplessly and silently, as if he knew he couldn't speak up to him and wanted to condemn him with his eyes.

"Don't be angry." Zhou Qingbai moved his footsteps, moved closer to Pei You, and said with a smile: "This time I'm telling the truth—I took a look, and Dongjiang has its own construction team and contractors, as well as its own construction team. The long-term hired construction administrators, if nothing else happens, these people should be running back and forth between various construction sites, and they should know a little more information."

Pei You's eyes flickered, and he understood Zhou Qingbai's intentions.

The projects undertaken by Dongjiang are of various types, ranging from the construction of factory buildings to the small decoration of farmyards.

Different buildings require different types of professional construction work, but whether it is building bridges and paving roads or building houses, ground preparation and foundation cannot be escaped.

If Dongjiang's construction team is really stable and has a clear division of labor, then the "professional team" driving the excavator should be the group of people who know the most about the actual construction project.

Not far away, two excavators painted in gold and red were working diligently. The drainage ditch took shape, and a dark gap was sunk in the ground.

Pei You looked away from the two machines, and suddenly looked at Zhou Qingbai with admiration, as if the two excavators in front of him were no longer Zhou Qingbai's whim toys, but evidence of his deliberation.

Zhou Qingbai, who was really fascinated by excavators, of course didn't know that Pei You had put a thick layer of filter on him in his heart. With his hands in his pockets, he lazily changed his standing posture and shifted his focus. Then he continued with the topic just now: "I don't know much about it, but I think that if Liu Xin wants to embezzle public funds, he won't do it on trivial projects—it's not enough to stick his teeth in."

This is true, Pei You thought, small projects mean that there is little room for operation, the profits and costs are lower than those of large projects, and the money that can be embezzled is very limited.If Liu Xin was really as daring as Zhou Qingbai found out, he probably wouldn't use this "slow and long flow" method to move ants little by little.

"Those who can build walls may not necessarily build buildings, but those who can build buildings will definitely build walls." Zhou Qingbai's eyes fell on the construction site not far away, and he said casually: "So I came here to try my luck."

The construction project that Pei You chose was not small. Zhou Qingbai came here with the attitude of giving it a try, gagging with these skilled workers, pretending to be stupid, and spent most of the day chatting with many simple migrant workers.

Just as Zhou Qingbai expected, these people have been in Dongjiang's major construction sites all year round, are often transferred out, and are very familiar with Dongjiang's business.

Zhou Qingbai didn't ask about the mysterious project content from the group of uncles and aunts before, so he wanted to use a roundabout policy to find out from these construction workers. Unfortunately, Liu Xin's preparatory work was too good, and the contractor was very cautious. He rambled all over the world, but he didn't dig out any in-depth information.

"As for other construction workers, there are contractors around, so they don't dare to talk nonsense in front of me." Zhou Qingbai kicked a stone in front of him into the ditch, shook his head, and said a little discouraged: "In the end, the time is still too short gone."

Zhou Qingbo paused, and then said: "These people have interests with Liu Xin, and they are not as defenseless as those aunts and aunts. Just a few hours is not enough for us to build a sense of trust."

This answer was within Pei You's plan, so Pei You was not disappointed.

Zhou Qingbai has already given him ideas and surprises from another angle, but what Pei You is good at is still deciphering the cocoons in the accounts and data. These other evidences are good things, and he is not worried about not having him.

"It's nothing." So Pei You comforted: "This is only the first day, don't worry, there will be opportunities later."

This is not the only item that Pei You is preparing to take stock of, and after working all day today, he also has an adjustment plan for the next work in his mind.

Zhou Qingbai knew that there was no rush to check the accounts, so he nodded and said nothing.

Today's work ended in a casual manner. Before returning to Weinan City, Pei You went to the office again to back up and save the evidence that should be obtained one by one, and then took Zhou Qingbai to the car for the return journey.

On the way back, Zhou Cangshan called to inquire about the situation.

At the beginning of his work, he was too embarrassed to urge Pei You, but there was no psychological barrier in calling up his younger brother. He grabbed Zhou Qingbai and gave him a short report on the car on the return trip.

Zhou Qingbai was tired all day, and on the way back he was spread out like salted fish on the back seat, while dealing with Zhou Cangshan, while drawing circles on the fog on the car window.

His voice is calm and calm, but his image doesn't match these two adjectives, like a child with ADHD.Pei You glanced at him for a long time, finally couldn't bear it anymore, reached out and pulled Zhou Qingbai's wrist.

"Dirty." Pei You said, "There is dust."

Zhou Qingbai could tell that Pei You had a slight obsessive-compulsive disorder of tidiness, and he either folded his clothes or helped him take out the trash.In the earphone, Zhou Cangshan was still instructing him to work, Zhou Qingbai was preoccupied with two things, and didn't care too much, allowing Pei You to pull his sleeve and pull his hand from the car window, then avoided the receiver, and did it to him mouth shape.

"Wait a minute, I'll be fine soon."

Pei You was not in a hurry, but when he saw Zhou Qingbai playing with his phone, he suddenly thought of another thing belatedly.

"By the way..." Pei You waited until Zhou Qingbai hung up the phone before asking, "You told Ge Xing not to meddle in my affairs in the future?"

Zhou Qingbai was stunned for a moment, and quickly realized what was going on, and secretly cursed Ge Xing for talking too much.

It's obviously wrong to talk about other people's private affairs behind their backs, even if Zhou Qingbai knew that Pei You was magnanimous, he would inevitably feel a little guilty.

"I said it." Zhou Qingbai said quickly: "Don't be angry, I promise I didn't say anything else about you—even if I did, it would be good."

Pei You wasn't angry at first, he just wanted to tell Zhou Qingbai that in the future he could talk to him directly if he had such a thing, and he would directly reject it if it made sense, so that Zhou Qingbai's reputation would not be right, and he would be suspected of acting as a substitute.

It's just that before he had time to say it, Zhou Qingbai seemed to be convinced that he had a grievance in his heart, and without a word, he stuffed the phone into his hand.

"Really, I'll show you if you don't believe me." Zhou Qingbo said straightforwardly: "Isn't it just to check the post, just look at it casually. I have nothing to shame people."

The author says:

Thanks to Cheng Jun and Zuo Siwei for feeding the fish food, and thanking Qian Xingmian for feeding the catnip, thank you very much~