The Jiang family's ancestral tomb is located in Sheshan, more than thirty miles away from the city.
By the time the two men finished their worship and went down the mountain, it was already noon.
Huo Tingzhou took Jiang Si to a state-owned restaurant in the town first, planning to go to the city after having lunch.
The state-owned restaurant in the town is not as good as the one in the city, and it only has six tables at most.
It was dinner time now, and all the seats in the state-owned restaurant were already full, with even the aisles filled with people standing.
“Forget it, let’s go eat later.” With so many people, we don’t even know what time we have to line up.
Just as Jiang Si said this, some familiar faces suddenly appeared in her sight.
"What's wrong?" Seeing Jiang Si suddenly stop talking, Huo Tingzhou also looked in the direction she was looking.
He is a young man in his twenties, who is currently concentrating on eating noodles.
The men next to him should have followed him.
We ordered six dishes, all of which were meat.
It seems that he is a wealthy man.
"That man is Director Qi's driver."
Jiang Si turned her back and explained in a low voice, "When Director Qi came to the old house to deliver money a few days ago, he came along too."
"They look somewhat similar. I guess they are either the nephew or the cousin of the family."
What a coincidence, Jiang Si had just finished speaking.
The man sitting opposite Xiao Qiqing wiped the oil from his mouth and asked the other person with a smile.
"Brother Qi, when do we set off?"
"What are you urging me to do?"
Although Qi Lei is not very old, he has a bad temper. "Why don't you get on the bus after eating? You are only growing in years but not in brains."
"Yes, yes, Brother Qi Lei, you are right."
"Then take your time eating, we'll go to the car first."
The man responded with a silly smile on his face.
He is lucky to have an uncle who is the director of the Red Committee.
In front of him, everyone was timid and didn't dare to say anything.
But as soon as he walked out of the state-owned hotel, the man's face suddenly darkened.
Seeing this, the people nearby couldn't help but complain.
But he was more curious, "Brother Dashan, what's in this box? It's quite heavy to carry."
Another thinner man followed suit and said, "I saw that the furniture shipped in these few days is better than the one in the village chief's house. These should not be cheap..."
Before he could finish his words, the man named Dashan slapped both of them in the face.
"Just do what your superiors tell you to do, and don't ask about things you shouldn't ask about!"
"Be careful when you move it later. If it gets bumped or dented, don't blame me for deducting your money later."
"Brother Dashan, don't worry."
Several people quickly patted their chests and assured, "We can carry more than 100 kilograms of rice steadily. It's just some boxes and furniture. These are not a big deal."
At this time, someone brave enough asked, "By the way, Dashan, we have worked for several days, when will we be paid?"
It was agreed at the beginning that for every truckload of stuff moved, one would get a meal, a pack of cigarettes, and 3 dollars in cash!
It has been three or four days since we moved, but we haven’t received a penny of the money yet.
"Look at your achievements. How can a director be short of a small amount of money like you?"
Seeing that everyone was looking at him expectantly, the man said, "Don't worry, I'll pay you after the last truckload of goods is delivered tonight."
"Really?"
"That's my own fault."
Upon hearing this, everyone was so happy that they walked with great vigor, not noticing the two figures following behind them.
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