Fubao wears books and becomes a group pet

Chapter 332
Mo Junying took out a small notebook from his pocket: "Here, this is the account book for the sale and purchase of national cultural relics between Mo Ruhai and Xu Shijie. Every transaction on it has Xu Shijie's signature. You can't decide on him this time. sin, then you can really buy a piece of tofu."

Wu Jin snatched the ledger, and after flipping through a few pages, he laughed loudly: "Hahaha, there is really nowhere to look for, and there is no way to get it. Boy, you can do it, even for such an important thing. Got it! How did you get it?"

Mo Junying said expressionlessly: "Is there anything to do with the conviction of Xu Shijie?"

Wu Jin: ...

Brat, his personality is not pleasant at all.

At this moment, Mo Junying said lightly, "Remember your promise."

Wu Jin's face froze, he glanced at Fu Bao, and then said cruelly: "Understood, once a man says something, it's hard to follow."

After thinking about it, he said unwillingly: "Then what if Fu Bao strongly demands that I pinch his nose and face? Don't you think that if I don't agree, it will hurt her heart?"

Mo Junying sneered, reaching out to take back the ledger.

Fu Bao didn't show any face, and said coquettishly: "Uncle Wu, I don't abuse myself, why would I ask you to pinch your nose and face?"

Wu Jin quickly grabbed the ledger and hid it in his arms, covering his chest, then cast a sad look at Fu Bao.

Fu Bao giggled.

Mo Junying hugged Fubao and wanted to leave.

Wu Jin stopped him, and said with a complicated expression: "Mo Ruhai is your father after all, do you know what will happen if you hand over this ledger?"

Mo Junying's eyebrows and eyes were cold, as calm as water: "If you can catch him and send him to prison with this, I will thank your family's eighteen generations of ancestors."

Wu Jin: ...

Looking at the back of Mo Junying going away, the figure of a young man is as tall and straight as a pine, handsome and elegant.

Wu Jin didn't kick a stone at his feet until he couldn't see anyone, and swears: "Damn, it's so cruel! He didn't even blink his eyes when he attacked his own father!"

He took out the account book in his arms again, looked at it, kissed it, and went back to the office with a smile on his face.

As soon as I arrived at the bureau, I greeted: "You guys, start working! If Xu Shijie is not allowed to confess his guilt today, my surname will not be Wu!"

Mo Junying took Fubao to the countryside office to get the filing certificate and a series of materials.

Educated youths who are going to various villages to go to the countryside are gathering there.

Seeing Mo Junying hugging a little fat man between them, they all looked at Fu Bao curiously.

No wonder they are curious, it is rare in the world to be able to eat such fat children as Fubao these days.

Let alone this small county, it is hard to find even in the capital.

After all, there is no one that is rich enough to allow children to eat twenty meat buns in one sitting.Not to mention that Fubao is the master who eats meat in a big bowl every day at home.

Someone wanted to tease Fubao if he liked it, but he was forced back by the cold air emanating from Mo Junying before he came to him.

But even so, there are still things that are not long-sighted to bump up.

I don't know whether it was intentional or just by chance, but they bumped into Zhu Zhu who was covered in bandages and looked like a mummy.

Zhu Zhu was so excited when he saw Mo Junying that he even forgot the doctor's order, so he raised his fractured hand and waved it vigorously at Mo Junying.

Just as he was about to call Mo Junying's name, he suddenly realized that he didn't know what Mo Junying's name was.

She thought for a while, then revealed a smile that she thought was beautiful, and shouted loudly:

"Young master... I am here..."

Crowd: ...

Damn, where did the monster come from?

Zhu Zhu raised her head proudly, and scolded, "What are you looking at? Have you never seen a beautiful woman?"

Crowd: ...

Beautiful women all look like this, they would rather be eunuchs from the palace.

(End of this chapter)