My Wife is a Counsel Chapter 53: Liar

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Lu Ming’s suite on the fifth floor of the New Era.

"Qianxing, Qianxing, look, this is it!" Liu Laocai excitedly placed a document in front of Lu Ming, which was a financing agreement.

Lu Ming rubbed his sleepy eyes, feeling helpless.

I was too busy last night and didn’t go to bed until around four o’clock. Now it’s around eight o’clock when I was woken up by Liu Laocai.

Now Liu Laocai and Ha Shan have reserved the No. 3 courtyard of Wolong Xiaoguan as the long private room.

Lu Ming didn't even know that he was going to a private room. When he found out, he had already paid for a year's private room in advance.

However, Liu Laocai now earns 500,000 yuan a year and is responsible for the small courtyard of Wolong Xiaoguan. For him, it is only a drop in the bucket, so it is just casual.

Yesterday he called and said that he had found a good project. Someone was raising funds to build a skyscraper in Bad City.

Liu Laocai was very excited and said that this was a great thing and he must buy a share.

Firstly, someone is raising funds to build Bate City, which is a blueprint to support Qianxing’s oil city; secondly, that is Hashan’s hometown, and I want to contribute; thirdly, after taking a share, it will be equal to I also have roots in Bate City, and I will have face when I go back to my parents’ home with Hashan.

Lu Ming was somewhat worried and asked him to bring over the financing agreement.

I was talking about morning, but unexpectedly, Liu Laocai came to ring the doorbell at around eight o'clock.

Lu Ming picked up the agreement and looked through it, and immediately burst into laughter.

History is always surprisingly similar.

Looking at Liu Laocai, Lu Ming said helplessly: "Has this financier told you how high the skyscraper should be?"

Liu Laocai said: "He said it was clearly written in the agreement. I also read it. Why don't you write it down? The building is 110 meters high?"

Lu Ming shook his head: "It says the height of the building is 110 decimeters."

Liu Laocai asked curiously: "Really?" He came over, picked it up, looked at it, and said with a smile: "This guy is really sloppy, and he just wants to raise money. I don't think I can buy his debt!"

Sloppy? Lu Ming smiled. In this world, the words "meter" and "decimeter" are indeed very similar, with just one missing stroke.

Looking at the agreement again, the building plans to raise a total of 2 million yuan, and will have corresponding ownership of the building in proportion to the capital contribution.

The skyscraper scam is similar to the one in my previous life.

In a previous life, the population of a small town where oil fields had just been discovered increased rapidly, so a construction contractor appeared to raise funds to build skyscrapers. However, he used inches instead of feet. Originally, people thought he would build a 150-meter skyscraper. A ten-meter skyscraper, who knew it would end up being a 12-meter three-story building.

Infuriated investors who suffered heavy losses sued the builder, but lost the case. The judge believed that the builder gave them what they wanted according to the agreement.

Today, the world's smallest skyscraper has become a local sight in the oil city.

Of course, if Liu Laocai is really cheated now, this financier will not be able to escape.

Because this fraud occurred in the 1920s, if it had occurred in the 1950s, especially in the 1950s in today's East China Sea, I guarantee that I can send the liar to jail.

Looking at the agreement, Lu Ming shook his head and smiled, but he was in a good mood. Scammers were all targeting him. At the very least, it showed that Bate City would become an investment hotspot in the near future. An oil town would rise there and was already the target of many investors. consensus.

"Qian Xing, look at the evil smile on your face, you are a liar, right? Damn it!" Liu Laocai slapped his thigh hard in anger.

Lu Ming smiled and said, "I'll ask someone to investigate him." He stood up and went to make a phone call.

I came back and sat down, looking at Liu Laocai and still smiling.

Liu Laocai was helpless, "In the past few years, I feel that I am really getting old. In the future, I don't want to invest in anything. I just want to take care of myself. Also, I want to adopt a child."

Lu Ming smiled and said: "It's okay. You can be happy no matter what. Isn't money just for happiness? Five hundred thousand a year is enough for you."

"Okay, I'm leaving!" Liu Laocai stood up, "Ha Shan is still down there waiting for me to go shopping!"

Lu Ming looked at the clock on the wall, "Well, I'm going home. Today is a day off. Bisi has a day off, so I'll take her to play."

Going home is not just about playing with Bisi. According to Bizu, she will give herself acupuncture tonight, and until her birthday, every full moon night, which was probably the 15th day of the lunar calendar in her previous life, she will have it. Get a needle.

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The music room on the third floor of the main building of Lu Mansion on Hepu Road.

The beautiful lady in the green dress gently plays the pipa, and the fairy music is like the gurgling of a clear spring, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

Wearing a pair of white lotus silk skirts and a delicate green soft skirt, Hanzhu looks more and more elegant. The snow-white jade hands holding the pipa are playing or caressing them, and they are as smart as a dream.

She was sitting there, obviously very dignified, but when she played the pipa, her embroidered shoes and little feet were looming under the light green skirt and curled up to the music. Her seductive arc made people want to explore her. How the little snowy feet look in the socks, and how ecstatic it is to hold them and play with them.

Bisi, who was lying in Lu Ming's arms, was wearing a snow-white gauze dress, just like the cutest Snow White in the world. At this moment, she was biting her fingers and looking at Sister Hanzhu with eyes full of stars, this "good little barbarian" , I am afraid that my current ambition is to become a musician.

There was a sudden knock on the door outside. Luo Jiu's voice was very small: "Master, your phone number is Liu Teng. It's urgent."

The sound of gurgling water gradually faded away, and the delicate snow-white hands gently touched the strings of the piano.

Lu Ming gritted his teeth. This Liu Teng, if it wasn't an emergency, would skin him tomorrow.

Originally Hanzhu said that she wanted to sing a song for herself.

I have always known Hanzhu's three skills in singing, dancing and playing the piano, but I always felt that it was a bit disrespectful to ask her to sing and dance for him. I really regarded her as a kabuki performer, but gradually, now I feel that she is my closest relative. She felt much calmer. It just so happened that today Hanzhu took the initiative to play the pipa for me. The moment she nodded, Hanzhu was so happy that tears welled up in her eyes. Come to think of it, I had always insisted not to listen to her singing or look at her. Dancing and playing the piano, Hanzhu probably felt that the meaning of her own existence had been lost by more than half.

"Hanzhu, it sounds so good. Play it to me often in the future." Lu Ming said with a smile before walking out of the music room.

Hanzhu immediately nodded happily.

Arrived outside the music room, Lu Ming took the microphone from Luo Jiu and said yes.

The flattering voice of Liu Teng, the head of the government department, came immediately: "Boss, that guy Pirlo has been hired, saying he is Shylock's younger brother. I checked and found that they should be cousins, not too far apart."

Lu Ming was slightly startled, "Sherlock's cousin?"

"Yes, boss, the exact relationship is, Mrs. Sherlock's cousin's son."

Lu Ming is helpless, this relationship is not far away?

I don’t know when Liu Teng started to learn from the affairs officers and call him boss. He probably thought that this would make him look like his confidant.

The Pirlo Liu Teng was talking about was the liar financier.

"Did he do it? Or did he use Sherlock to scare people?" Lu Ming asked calmly.

Liu Teng hesitated over there, as if thinking about what the boss wanted him to say.

"Okay, I understand, has he done anything bad before?"

"He is a liar who cheats and kidnaps. However, this guy always deceives rich people. For some reason, he has never been prosecuted."

Lu Ming frowned: "He told you on his own initiative?"

Liu Teng coughed and said, "I don't know either. I was asked by the Investigation Department."

Lu Ming also knew that when interrogating some scoundrels who looked like they had no food or salt, they would still use some means that could not be tested, such as hitting the soles of the feet with a phone book on top. kind, even scratching the soles of the feet with fur.

Usually this kind of interrogation involves asking about some information and the like, and does not involve witnesses or defendants in court.

In this regard, as long as it is not excessive and does not happen in front of my eyes, I will turn a blind eye. After all, it is only the 1950s.

Like this Pirlo, according to the current evidence, there is no accusation against him at all. He just asked the officials handling the case to scare him and let him go.

I don’t know why, but they interrogated him and found out that he was related to Sherlock.

Liu Teng probably immediately felt that he had a rare commodity and thought that he might be useful.

"Let him go if there's no big problem." After speaking, Lu Ming handed the microphone back to Luo Jiu.