After sighing lightly, Wang Hao, who was squatting on the ground, said with the truth: "Oh, Mr. Bao, you don't know anything! In the past seven days alone, the amount of things to be managed in implementing the new traffic regulations has been spent as much as 150,000 yuan. Moreover, the 150,000 yuan is still a credit account to more than 20 stores.

"The officials promised that the shopkeepers of these more than 20 stores would be given a month's grace. After five days, they would come to the street office to collect the money with the credit card signed by the officials.

"Bao Gong, you know that since the senior official became the Secretary of the Street Office more than half a month ago, the remaining money in the account of our Secretary of the Street Office has been less than 10,000, and it is okay to pay for daily expenses. If you repay the huge amount of 150,000 yuan on credit, it would be like a drop in the bucket.

"At present, Bao Gong has sent the 50,000 yuan reward from the official family to the official, but he can handle it for a while, but he is still short of the 100,000 yuan account. I don't know what I will pay back the account in five days. It would be great if the official family gave the official more money. He could not let the horse run away, but he wouldn't give the horse grass!"

After hearing Wang Hao's complaints, Bao Zheng felt pity. He originally wanted to use the 100,000 yuan rewarded by Song Renzong Zhao Zhen to buy a larger house in the inner city of Tokyo. He felt that the top priority at the moment should be generously donated to help Wang Hao through the difficulties.

Before he could think too much, Bao Zheng patted his chest and boasted to Wang Hao who was squatting in front of him: "Wang Sicheng, you don't have to work hard to pay the remaining 100,000 yuan for you."

When Wang Hao, who had just squatted on the ground with a frown, heard that Bao Zheng wanted to pay him back 100,000 yuan, was immediately delighted. He immediately stood up and asked incredibly: "Mr. Bao, I heard that you don't have much money left in your Kaifeng Mansion account. Where did you get this 100,000 yuan?"

After hearing Wang Hao's inquiry, Bao Zheng smiled and said with a truth: "Wang Sicheng, the official family not only rewarded you with 50,000 yuan, but also rewarded Bao with 100,000 yuan. During this period, you are doing business for the court, and the money you owe on credit should of course be paid back by the court.

"At present, considering that the court urgently needs money, I report to the court for this matter. After all the procedures of funding are completed, I may not be able to make any progress every three or five days. Since there are less than five days left, the grace date for credit has arrived, and it is not very useful to hold this 100,000 yuan now. It is better to solve your urgent needs first.

"I, Bao, have always regarded money as something outside my body. If I don't bring it in my life or take it away in my life, what's the use of having so much money to stay by my side? As an official of the Song Dynasty court, I took out the 100,000 yuan rewarded by the official family and regarded it as a way to contribute to the court."

When Bao Zheng finished speaking, he immediately called out, and the two yamen runners waiting outside the office door called in, and told them to immediately take the two big baskets of money in his office room in Kaifeng government office to hand it over to Wang Hao.

Previously, Wang Hao was worried about how to return 100,000 yuan in credit in five days. Seeing Bao Zheng taking out 100,000 yuan at this time and helping him repay the remaining credit, he was immediately moved.

After the two yamen runners left the office, Wang Hao immediately said gratefully: "Mr. Bao, you can take out 100,000 yuan to help you, which made the officials very moved. Now, I owe you a big favor to you. Starting from now on, if Mr. Bao needs my Wang to help me, I, Wang, will do my best and do my best. Even if you go up the mountain of swords and the sea of ​​fire, Wang will be willing to refuse."

In fact, within the previous seven days, Wang Hao asked the court for money. According to the procedures, he submitted no less than three reports of asking for money to allocate funds to the superior department, Dushuijian, and all of them were beaten back one by one by one by Dushuijian.

The 150,000 yuan was not a small amount at that time. Wang Hao also asked the accountant of Kaifeng Prefecture and asked the rest of the money indirectly. However, the accountant of Kaifeng Prefecture told Wang Hao that there were only 30,000 yuan left in the account, so he did not ask for money from Kaifeng Prefecture Prime Minister Bao Zheng.

After a few days, the credit account has accumulated more and more, from the initial 10,000 yuan to the current 150,000 yuan. As the saying goes, "If there are too many lice, don't bite, don't worry about the debt." Before the deadline for repayment, Wang Hao did not realize the arrival of the end of the world. Although he thought of the 150,000 yuan credit account every day, he was very worried.

Waiting for the two yamen runners to get a gap of 100,000 yuan, Wang Hao and Bao Zheng talked about the in-depth implementation plan for the next twenty days.

For Wang Hao at this time, he was debt-free and was in a good mood. He began to talk to Bao Zheng endlessly and discussed his implementation plan for the next twenty days in a long way, and he said everything in detail.

Bao Zheng, who was sitting on the chair, listened to Wang Hao's eloquent narrative, the more Wang Hao talked, Bao Zheng's brows became more and more frowned. In his opinion, if he continued to do what Wang Hao did, the next twenty days, the fee alone would not be enough without five million yuan.

Not only does it cost huge amounts of money, but it is also a big problem in terms of manpower. Bao Zheng thought that without a 3,000 or 5,000 people, the plan for the next twenty days would not be implemented at all, and it would require a lot of people's material resources and financial resources.

When Wang Hao talked endlessly for about half an hour, he finally finished speaking. Now, it was Bao Zheng's turn to be worried. He felt that if he wanted to continue doing this, it would be that Zhao Guan's family would reward him with one million yuan, which was not enough to give to Wang Hao.

"Wang Sicheng, according to what you said just now, don't hide it. Just say a number. How much does it cost and how much manpower is needed? I will submit a memorial to the official family tomorrow morning and let the official family decide." After thinking about it, Bao Zheng felt that Wang Hao should give him a solid foundation so that he could know what he knew, so he asked Wang Hao solemnly.

Wang Hao, who had just shut up, was asked by Bao Zheng. During the process he was too excited and could not help but add fuel to the fire. If he really calculated the money and manpower needed, he himself did not have a accurate number.

After thinking carefully for a while, Wang Hao poured out a breath and said with some uncertainty: "Mr. Bao, for me, the cost for the next twenty days will be approximately five million yuan, and the allocated manpower cannot be less than five thousand."

After hearing the answer given by Wang Hao, Bao Zheng, who had already prepared for his mentality, was not surprised. He nodded slightly and responded: "Okay, tomorrow's morning court, I will report the amount of money and manpower needed to the official."

Just at this moment, Wang Hao and Bao Zheng, who were sitting in the office, suddenly heard Zhang Sanmu's panting shouts outside the office: "Premier Bao, Wang Sicheng, something is wrong. The carriage that a court official who came to Beijing from another place, had been riding in a carriage that had entered the Tokyo gate, and had not complied with the new traffic regulations promulgated and implemented.
Chapter completed!