Lu Huaizhang, one hand covering a damp towel on his forehead, pointed at Li Yiming with trembling hands:
"Take it out!"
Li Yiming stood there, hunched over, looking completely unserious. Upon hearing this, he reluctantly shook his sleeves.
Clang! Crash!
A whole bunch of things spilled out of Li Yiming's sleeve. Besides the pistol that Team Leader Cui had lost and the cufflinks that Director Lu had gone missing, there was a Parker gold pen used by the Ninth Bureau, a wallet that belonged to someone else, a packet of fake medicine, and a number of various trinkets.
Director Lu was so angry that his vision blurred: "You come to work, what are you going to do with all this stuff?"
Li Yiming stuck out his neck and said confidently, "I usually 'go to work' just to take these things!"
"..." Lu Huaizhang stretched out his hand, "Give me back my buttons, and give me Diting's gun too. I'll find a way to return them to you."
Li Yiming reluctantly handed back the cufflinks and pistol, complaining as he did so, "This outfit is too tight; you can't hide it after just a few layers. If I changed into—"
"What else do you want to change? What else do you want to change?" Lu Huaizhang stood up, rubbing his forehead, and pointed at Li Yiming. "How many times have I told you, Li Yiming is a lady from a respectable family!"
Li Yiming scratched his head: "I hate young ladies from wealthy families the most. They never leave their homes and never have a chance to steal."
"—" Lu Huaizhang took a deep breath, "Get out of here, get out!"
Without saying a word, Li Yiming turned and left, which made Lu Huaizhang even angrier: "You get back here right now!"
"What exactly do you want?" Li Yiming said helplessly. "I'm so sleepy, didn't I say we just needed to appease the high-ranking official sent by Principal Cao? That room full of poor slobs, which one of them looks like a high-ranking official?"
"Principal Kou! Principal Kou!" Lu Huaizhang roared, "And Bai Jing'an, who isn't called Bai Anjing!"
Li Yiming chuckled: "Why do you always repeat yourself? It's like you're echoing someone."
Lu Huaizhang rolled his eyes and threw the towel from his forehead at Li Yiming's face: "Does your brain only work when you're stealing?"
Li Yiming nimbly dodged: "You need to give me some time to adjust. Besides, I don't understand any of what you're saying, so what's the point of not sleeping?"
"Wait a minute." Lu Huaizhang suddenly had a bad feeling. "If you can't understand what we're saying, then what were you writing all over the place during the meeting?"
"Oh." Li Yiming pulled out the shorthand notebook from his waistband and handed it to Lu Huaizhang. "Here."
Lu Huaizhang looked at Li Yiming's crude actions with disgust, and insincerely praised him, "At least you have some brains, knowing to bring the record book back."
"Of course, I still need it."
Taking the notebook and turning a page, Lu Huaizhang's eyelids started twitching again: "...What...what did you write?"
“Meeting minutes,” Li Yiming said obsequiously, leaning closer to Lu Huaizhang. “I wrote them down without missing a single one.”
Lu Huaizhang pointed a trembling finger at the symbol on the page: "What does this triangle mean?"
"This is the skinny guy. Jin Heming."
"Why is there a string of candied hawthorns drawn in the back? And why is there an 'X' on it?"
“Those aren’t candied hawthorns, they’re abacus beads.” Li Yiming curled his lip. “The little gold abacus that Jin Heming is wearing around his neck is copper plated with gold, it’s worthless. He’s just a poor man carrying goods.”
"..." Lu Huaizhang's finger moved downwards, "What's this axe for?"
"This is Di Ting, which is Team Leader Cui."
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