Finally, Lin Tian couldn't bear it any longer and said, "Master, should we consider putting some bait on the hook?"
Wang Wujiu had a dark face and was unwilling to pay attention to him, so Lin Tian could only move forward and say, "Master, I went to Jin Wulai's house today. But this old guy wanted me to help him buy ginseng as a middleman. I didn't agree!"
Hearing Lin Tian say this, Wang Wujiu also became serious: "It's right not to agree. This old guy is probably setting a trap for you."
Then Wang Wujiu thought for a while and said, "In fact, I hesitated at first and didn't plan to take you to Jin Wulai because his background was too complicated. But later I thought that it would cost a lot to learn medicine, so I had to find a rich master."
"Not only is he a descendant of the previous royal family, he also supported many forces. It was because he reacted quickly at the last moment that he was not caught."
"I have noticed these things in recent years, but I just pretended not to see them, based on the principle of less trouble is worse than more trouble."
"It seems that I really shouldn't have taken you to his place. You should not go there anymore."
After saying this, Wang Wujiu sighed.
After hearing what he said, Lin Tian was relieved: "Master, I didn't tell you that my uncle's second brother works in the government's Cultural Heritage Management Office."
Wang Wujiu: ???
Lin Tian continued, "It's called the Cultural Heritage Management Office, but it's actually a department that monitors and controls these old people. I'll talk to him about it later. This is an oversight in their work, and maybe I can give him some credit for it."
"That's fine. But you must not act rashly on your own!" Wang Wujiu warned.
"Don't worry, Master. You don't even know what I'm doing." Lin Tian said with a smile.
After Lin Tian finished speaking, he snatched Wang Wujiu's fishing rod and caught two fish in a short while.
As the ultimate office worker, how could Lin Tian not be proficient in fishing? You know, fishing is the spiritual sword of middle-aged men!
Wang Wujiu looked at the only two fish in the bucket, his face turned black with anger, and he said unhappily, "Get out!"
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