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"The imperial city has always been mysterious at sea. What we thought was the nest of the imperial city is not a nest. I don't know where the nest of the imperial city is." Ali shook his head.

"I'm not interested in the nest of Yucheng. I just want to know where the simplicity is. I'm going to save her," Wen Haoyu said coldly.

"Now the situation is a little special. I found that there are people in the imperial city who are doing activities on the seashore. I don't know what they are looking for. It seems that they are very concerned about the movement in Wenshi villa." Ali said carefully and reminded Wen Haoyu at the same time.

"Pay attention to Wen's villa?" Wen Haoyu frowned. "The clouds are crazy. There should be nothing to pay attention to in Wen's villa?"

Ali stood silent. The people he sent out have made no progress now. He vaguely guessed what should happen to Shen Junyu. However, he can't report to Wen Haoyu without full confidence.

"Continue to look for simple news. Du Yue said that Shen Junyu is now mainly focused on Singapore. It seems that there is only a small company in Binhai as the contact point here." Wen Haoyu leaned back in his office chair and felt tired.

Recently, there are always a lot of things. The work is really tired, and the cloud is always crazy. Taking care of her takes a lot of energy from him.

"Yes, my men are mainly focused on Shen Junyu's residence in Singapore. As soon as we find the shadow of the second miss, we will do it immediately." Ali said quickly.

"Then go down and keep an eye on Shen Junyu's villa. He must put simplicity beside him. Shen Junyu doesn't trust others." Wen Haoyu waved and signaled that Ali can go.

"OK!" ah Li answered, and then quickly looked for it. Liu Yuemei came in and informed Wen Haoyu of the meeting.

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Spring has passed very fast. I haven't felt the breath of spring yet. It's only April. The heat wave in summer has come in advance.

Wearing an old sun hat and carrying a linen bag, Wang Yu walked slowly along the avenue. Her linen bag was full of all kinds of mineral water and cans.

This is the chance she found ten days ago to make money, and it's much more than going to the show to make money.

Of course, it's also much harder.

In fact, in March, they all had a decent life, because Wang Jun worked as a porter at the wharf and came back with some money more or less every day.

Her income from performing arts in the underpass is not certain, but they can make a living with Wang Jun's income.

One day, Wang Jun even said that when he had more money, he would buy two bicycles to ride. In this way, he could save a sum of money for taking the bus every day and exercise.

However, the plan is far from changing fast. Wang Jun and Wang Yu haven't saved enough money to buy two bicycles. Wang Jun had an accident. He twisted his waist by carrying three sacks at one time because he was greedy for money on the wharf.

The most disgusting thing is that the boss of the wharf doesn't pay Wang Jun any money. Wang Yu is so angry that he has to go to the boss of the wharf for justice.

It was a sunny day, but it was not a good day.

Wang Yu took Wang Jun's hospital medical records and charging documents to the wharf Wang Jun said. The wharf was very large, but Wang Jun said it very clearly and drew a circuit diagram for Wang Yu, so Wang Yu soon found the foreman who used the note book.

The foreman looked at the man who was neither male nor female (because Wang Yu's hair grew a lot, she wore men's clothes but forgot to button up her collar, so there was no Adam's apple in her throat.) and he was still mute. He took the bill in her hand and looked at it.

"I told him at that time that moving one sack was the salary of one person, moving two sacks was the salary of two people, and moving three sacks was the salary of three people. I didn't give him less. As for his injury, it was his business, regardless of us." the foreman said very proudly and slowly.

"Why don't you care? You know everyone carries one sack, the most is two sacks. It's dangerous for you to let him carry so many sacks at one time. You didn't tell him clearly. This is cheating," Wang Yu wrote on the paper angrily. "Moreover, you sprained your waist at work on the dock. Why don't you lose money?"

The foreman was very busy because he kept recording data and looking at these workers. He didn't bother to talk to Wang Yu. He looked up and saw someone coming. He immediately took care of it.

"Over there, see?" he pointed to the man who was walking in not far away. "Find those two people. They are the boss and they will help you solve them."

Wang Yushun looked at him with his hand. Over there, two men in black suits were walking upstairs. She could recognize the two men at a glance.

Shen Junyu and his special assistant a Biao turned quickly, then walked towards the porters' team, and soon hid herself in the porters' team.

From that day on, she never dared to ask for work-related injury expenses for Wang Jun. Wang Jun lived in the hospital for two days and came home to recover from his injury. The money he earned soon ran out.

Wang Yu met the uncle who collected waste products on the way back from buying vegetables. She saw the uncle taking the streets to collect waste products, so she asked him with a gesture what waste products he collected, whether the cost was expensive, etc.

Uncle saw that she was a mute, but he was very enthusiastic and told her about collecting waste products.

From this understanding, she knew that the cost of collecting waste products was also quite high, but the uncle said that if you pick up waste products to sell, you don't have to spend money.

Pick up waste to sell? No cost.

Yeah, why didn't you think of it before?

To be honest, there are few people who can understand classical music, and fewer people like flute. It's hard for her to make money, unless she goes to those high-end hotels or something. As long as those rich people will be attached to elegance, but she will never go again.

In fact, in the process of performing arts, she also met several performing artists, playing erhu and violin, who didn't make much money.

They sing and earn a little more than them.

However, Wang Yu can't sing. She can only play bamboo flute.

The next day, Wang Yu didn't go to show again. She found a plastic bag and began to pick up waste products a little farther away from where she lived.

Mineral water bottles, cans and newspapers are the three wastes she mainly picks up. Of course, if she can pick up metals occasionally, she can make money.

It was from that day that she learned that picking up waste was much more profitable than selling art. For the first two days, she sold it to the uncle who collected waste. Later, after the guidance of the same waste picker, she sold the waste picked up that day to the waste recycling company.