Du He woke up in an instant and saw through some rules in this world that could not be broken, he decided to do what he should do, and he began to study magic again.

Because of his outstanding performance in the pursuit of Xia Ying, Luo Haosheng was valued and appreciated by Commander He's father, Commander He. Although he did not give any official positions, he was often picked up by some people and went out early and got back late.

Du He was very open about this. Luo Haosheng was not a person in the pool. His love was to use rigorous logic to solve the seemingly messy puzzles. Being an assistant to a magician is too talented, so it is better to use steel on the blade.

But what's really true is that he now lacks a capable assistant.

Du He thought about it again and again, and tentatively found Jiang Ling.

At that time, Jiang Ling was taking the account book and writing it one by one on paper. Although there was no structure, he could see how serious it was.

On weekdays, Jiang Zhongye would always ask Jiang Ling to come to contact these common affairs, but Jiang Ling always felt irritable and couldn't calm down to think about those things. Unexpectedly, his sex was reversed today.

"Are you the sun coming out from the north?" Du He sat next to Jiang Ling, fiddled with the account books, causing Jiang Ling to beat him twice.

"Go! Auntie finally straightened out these things, don't hate them!"

Jiang Ling grabbed the two orders, looked left and right, and then inserted the order in a place that was obviously a little wrong.

Du He endured it and coughed dryly. He was asking for help from someone, so it was hard to refute her in a real way. He just gave a tactful reminder: "A Ling, it is best to open the IOU and the Receipt..."

"Of course I know how to open it, but look, is there still a place on this table?"

Jiang Ling knocked on the small round table without raising his head, brought several light orders, and muttered: "If you don't be a boss, you don't know how expensive it is. You know how to rehearse. How can you know the truth that once the door opens, you can't help it..."

Du He couldn't help but say, "I think I can use some paper at most. Is paper expensive now?"

"I want you to tell me! Why is it not expensive? You have to pull three big books of paper a day, and Li Ertong uses coal as a stone to play with it. There are also the manpower, material and financial resources that he distributed to Takahashi's family a few days ago. Isn't it all money? I just said, "You think I'm really snatching that little thing from an orphan girl?"

Jiang Ling grabbed his hair vigorously and pulled several crimes from consumers such as Du He. Du He was short-spoken and said carefully for a long time: "Why do I steal some more for you?"

"Don't die anymore! You dare to think about those things. Be careful, I'll write you a letter to tell your aunt!" Jiang Ling rolled his eyes, threw his braids without any grace, almost throwing them on Du He's face.

Du He sighed and stood up with his fate, "I'd better ask my sister to make you a bowl of brown sugar water... The woman and the villain...ah ahem..."

Jiang Ling snorted coldly, too lazy to pay attention to Du He's stinky hooligan who was taking the wrong steps from time to time.

However, half an hour later, Jiang Ling still held her face and drank the bowl of egg brown sugar water that Sister Jiang Si worked hard to cook.

The younger generations have their own worries, and it is not easy to be the leader. Jiang Zhongye has lived this time so worried. He is like a roller coaster all day long, and he is always afraid that those little beasts will cause him some trouble.

Since Du He and Wang Xingbao fought against him, Jiang Ling's girl broke up with Captain He for no reason. The military came to pick people up several times, but Jiang Lingli ignored them, making Jiang Zhongye so worried that he couldn't sleep, fearing that even Kuiban would call the man in black in the middle of the night.

After finally sending a message from the military, Jiang Zhongye put his heart back in his stomach.

However, a few days after the peaceful days, Rilke asked someone to send a message to ask Lian Kui Banjiang's head master and the great disciple Du Heguo Mansion to talk.

Jiang Zhongye couldn't figure out what Rilke was thinking at this time, but the person who came was very kind and the invitation was very formal. If it weren't for knowing the previous grudges of the two families, outsiders would think this was a good friend, but...

If he didn't think he could not beat Du He, Jiang Zhongye would like to beat Du He hard instead of Du Zhongheng, and then asked Jiang Ling to get the big top for one day. Only these two children can cause trouble... They died young and could not live...

After thinking about it over and over again, Jiang Zhongye couldn't make up his mind at dinner. Jiang Ling's mind was filled with the messy numbers, and he didn't have the heart to care about what his father was trying to get. However, Li Ertong was not very careful. He looked at Jiang Zhongye's face and asked curiously: "Master, you are feeling uncomfortable, who looks so ugly."

Jiang Zhongye gave Li Ertong a white look, took a sip of the soup calmly, and said, "I'm not feeling uncomfortable, Ertong misread it."

Li Ertong said "Oh" and continued to bury her head indifferently. Jiang Zhongye, who was about to talk nonsense while eating, looked even more ugly.

Du He looked at Jiang Zhongye and didn't say anything. After dinner, he quietly came to Jiang Zhongye.

"Uncle, I see that you seem to have something to worry about, so I will come and see if there is anything I can help with?" Du He said respectfully.

Jiang Zhongye felt much better when he saw it.

Du He is always likeable when he is not worried about his heart.

"Ahe, you're here to make a comeback. Take a look at this post."

Jiang Zhongye called in a pleasant voice and showed Rilke's invitation to Du He.

Du He glanced at it and muttered: "The gold powder on this invitation is good, you can give A Ling a bead."

The forehead of Jiang Zhongye jumped.

After a few minutes, Du He put down the post and said calmly: "There is no reason why people invite each other. Now what uncle is hesitating about is why they invite us."

Jiang Zhongye nodded, trying to touch his two beards, but found that he had already shaved when he was upset, and touched his chin awkwardly.

"Then Ah He said, is Rilke looking for us to find out the old accounts of the last time or to ask us to return the gold bar to him?"

Du He pondered for a moment and shook his head, "Uncle, I think Rilke is not a person who cannot see the situation clearly. Although he values ​​wealth over righteousness and is narrow-minded and stingy, he has been staying in Shanghai for many years because he is sober and should have made him today. Now in the Shanghai Magic Team, even Kuiban has the most prestige, not because we have had a few grand performances, but because we can speak with the military. Rilke can see this, so tomorrow, more than 70% will not make things difficult for us."

"What about the remaining 30%?" Jiang Zhongye was impressed by Du He's analysis and couldn't help but continue asking.

Du He suddenly smiled mischievously, "I guess something good will happen tomorrow for the remaining 30%."
Chapter completed!