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If something jaw-dropping will always happen in this world, today's incident of picking up gold in front of Jingyang Community must be one of them.

After Zhang Xiaojian gave a passionate speech, the group of people who came to pay back the money before, maybe still hid a few hundred dollars in their pockets, and now they are still standing here mainly to watch the excitement.

Is there such a good thing in the world?

Does this kid really have water in his head and want to give us money?

But Zhang Xiaojian, whose head was flooded in people’s eyes, used practical actions to prove that what he said was true. He took over 80,000 from Jiang Min and placed it on the table, pretending to tears in his eyes: "I am so touched. , I am so touched."

Then he turned his head and looked at Ye Mozhu, the old man, and Jiang Min: "What are you doing in a daze? Come and help."

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absurd.

Extremely absurd.

But the money belongs to Zhang Xiaojian, and of course he has absolute dominance.

Jiang Min is also a responsible policeman. He used a chapter of paper to record his name and number when collecting money.

The number is not important. Knowing how many people are important, Zhang Xiaojian picked up the list on his own.

Well, 35 people.

Calculate the integer 83000 divided by 35=2371, rounded up, 2400 yuan per person.

This amount of money is not too much for everyone, and it is not too little to pick up 2400 for less.

Zhang Xiaojian looked at the first name and began to shout: "Ye Mozhu."

Ye Mozhu, who was standing behind the old man, was taken aback for a moment. Is this his own business?

Zhang Xiaojian's gaze was placed in front, and he didn't pay attention to his back. After waiting for a while, no one answered, so he had to shout again: "Ye Mozhu?"

Ye Mozhu weakly stretched out his hand: "It's me."

Zhang Xiaojian just learned the girl's name, and grinned: "It's you, then you can wait a while, let's calculate it last."

"?" Ye Mozhu didn't understand what it means to calculate at last.

Zhang Xiaojian has his own careful thinking, he can clearly see the system tasks.

[Triggering a random task-scattered wealth: Distribute no less than 100,000 RMB to passers-by within 2 hours.(The intelligent system will automatically judge whether it is successful or not, whether it is cheating)]

The text description in brackets is very important. What does the intelligent system automatically judge whether it is successful or cheating?

Although more than 80,000 have been recovered and the number of people distributed is enough, what if the money taken by the people who did not come to pay is not counted in the task of dispersing money?

The simplest solution is to take another 20,000 quick money and distribute it, and he decided to distribute it to Ye Mozhu to ensure nothing is lost.

And this girl is indeed kind-hearted. She was knocked down and helped protect more than 10,000. She was the first to hand in and kindly call the police.

Isn't such a girl worthy of reward?

Of course it is worth it!

Zhang Xiaojian smiled cunningly and called the next name: "Sun Da."

A tanned young man in his twenties stood up.

Zhang Xiaojian swiped on 2400 and handed it to the young man. There was a'ding' in his mind.

"The task of dispersing money-complete the progress 100000/2400, the number of people 10/1."

So there is a task reminder?

Sure enough, if it weren't for your own wit, you wouldn't be able to complete the task if you gave out 100,000 yuan in vain. It seems that the system intelligence seems to be really smart.

The money robbed before is not only not counted in consumption points, nor is it counted as completing the task.

"Zhao Xue."

An aunt in her 30s walked out with a smile carrying a basket.

Zhang Xiaojian ordered another 2,400, and his wealth was dispersed smoothly.

"Ye Mozhu."

"Why call me again?"

"Help me some money."

Zhang Xiaojian raced over 80,000 in his hand to Ye Mozhu's.

He looked at the list intently and called out his name.

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More and more people were onlookers.

This incident turned into a bizarre little story at the fastest speed, spreading rapidly like a virus.

Fortunately, there are not many 35 people.

Without waiting for this matter to spread too far, without attracting too many people to watch, the money-spreading plan ended perfectly.

When it came time, Zhang Xiaojian sincerely invited Jiang Min, the old man, and Ye Mozhu to sit at his home.

The old man was the first to refuse: "You kid is a little bit interesting, my legs are too hard to go upstairs, so I will not go.

Jiang Min declined second: "There are still a lot of things in it, so I won't go, but I have to say a few words, if you want to really touch everyone to pick up money, it is better to donate some money to charities, those in remote mountain villages. Children, severely ill patients need money to relieve their immediate needs."

Worthy of being the uncle of the People's Police, this consciousness is high.

Zhang Xiaojian nodded quickly and agreed, then looked at Ye Mozhu, who is not only youthful but also innocent: "You have to go, I haven't thank you yet."

Ye Mozhu slapped his small forehead, his pupils were a little out of focus. He seemed to think of something very important, and he shook his hand quickly: "No, I'm also in a hurry. If it wasn't for the delay, I will leave early."

Zhang Xiaojian had a reason to invite Ye Mozhu upstairs. He said: "It's been so long, so it's not bad to go upstairs."

With that said, as soon as he turned his head, he thought of a wonderful reason, and then he couldn't help but think, is his intelligence really only 15?

Zhang Xiaojian first glanced at the crowds who were still onlookers, and then said to Jiang Min: "Uncle Policeman, you see there are so many people around here, I will go back by myself, in case I am followed..."

When Jiang Min heard it, it made sense.

Zhang Xiaojian said again, "Don't miss the ten minutes. Come with me. It will happen that you and Ye Mozhu will go together for a while."

Jiang Min has no reason to refuse.

Zhang Xiaojian just distributed nearly one hundred thousand, and now everyone watching here knows that he has money, and if there are any wrongdoings, it is better to send him back to safer.

"Yes." Jiang Min replied.

Hearing the police uncle's agreement, Ye Mozhu thought for a while and nodded after he stopped talking.

Saying goodbye to the old man, Zhang Xiaojian leads the way, and Jiang Min and Ye Mozhu follow closely.

Sure enough, the movements of the three attracted the attention of the onlookers.

Fortunately, Jiang Min turned around and shouted: "It's all gone, don't follow."

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Although Jiang Min is only a policeman, he has never forgotten the anti-reconnaissance methods he learned at the police school.

After sneaking three full laps in the huge Jingyang community, he nodded to make sure that no one was following him.

Zhang Xiaojian took the two of them all the way upstairs, but after opening his door, he suddenly noticed that the emotions of the two behind him were weird.

They think the reason for the weirdness is very simple, because Zhang Xiaojian's house is too broken.

The door frame is obviously in disrepair and some paint has fallen off. The folding table is so old that it seems to fall apart at any time, not to mention the raised floor that can be seen at a glance. How can this house still lose 100,000 yuan casually? Where do people live?

Zhang Xiaojian couldn't explain it either. He pulled out two chairs with some broken legs, and placed two books on it smoothly, saying: "Sit first, I'll change my clothes and come soon."

Jiang Min and Ye Mozhu sat down, then looked at each other, and they could see what the other party was thinking.

Zhang Xiaojian concealed half of the door and put his heavy bag on the ground. The reason why he had to invite two people upstairs was because it was not easy to get money in the bag in the public.

Of course it doesn't matter now, half of the door is enough to block the sight of the two.

He changed a t-shirt casually, then took out 20,000 yuan, returned to the small living room, put the money on the table, and said to Ye Mozhu, "I'm so sorry for hitting you this morning, you also helped I'm so busy, you keep the money and you have time to go to the hospital for a checkup."

Ye Mozhu was taken aback. Didn't I hit you?What am I busy with you, is it some money?

If she acts as a person in her daily life, of course this money cannot be collected.

It's just... Ye Mozhu pursed his lips, revealing a look of embarrassment.

Zhang Xiaojian asked: "What?"

Ye Mozhu seemed to have made some determination: "Nothing, thank you." This meant that he agreed.

Jiang Min frowned when he heard that, obviously he didn't expect Ye Mozhu would actually accept it, but this is a personal matter, it is not right or wrong. There are a few unworldly young girls in this world who can stand it. Money smashed?

Zhang Xiaojian also thought that this girl who had a good impression of him would refuse, and he prepared a lot of rhetoric in his head. Now it seems that money really has infinite magic power.

But that’s okay. Hearing the'ding' from the system to complete the task, Zhang Xiaojian looked at Jiang Min and said, "Uncle Jiang, we know that the country is fighting corruption and I will not give you money. I want to ask. Something."

When Jiang Min heard this, he smiled and felt that Zhang Xiaojian, the boy, looked more and more pleasing to his eyes. If Zhang Xiaojian really took the money out, he would definitely slam the door and leave. Now there is no such embarrassment. He replied, "What's the matter?"

Zhang Xiaojian coughed lightly: "Does the table, chair and bench in that office need to be replaced? Is there any official donation project that requires money?"

Jiang Min: "............"

Did this kid have the money to burn and burned his head?