What people are always afraid of (not derogatory).

In his previous life, Li Jiashu was afraid of many things.

How to get along with the supervisor? Handing cigarettes, drinking, eating, and taking a shower is a basic fuck.

How to get along with the workers? There are also conflicts in the team that can fight with shovels.

How to write log records and ledgers? The data of key nodes must be true, and the cumbersome detailed data will become true, and it will become ‘no, can be true’?

Can the loss of the steel bar yard be controlled? Is there anyone who has no son secretly reselling it?

Who is the supplier of earthworks? Is his business serious and innocent?

How is the safety management of workers? How many people are willing to listen to the safety department, and how many are taking risks in construction?

What happened to the capital flow of superiors? Construction teams, machinery rental credentials, material suppliers, and greening. Anyone who owe money will be blocked. It will be light to stop the door until the New Year.

With so many things, how many things really dare to spread on public platforms?

In contrast, dirty and tiring work is already the "smallest" thing.

But no matter how scared it is, it is useless. How can that sentence be said?

Complaints are life, and crushing ashes is responsibility.

Sometimes it’s for money, sometimes it’s for faith.

In short, after traveling to this world, Li Jiashu found that he was still a little happy after comparing it.

Supervisor? I am the supervisor (laugh).

Workers? Cultivate teams and train talents by themselves.

Ledger? Without the pressure from superiors, of course, you can be 100% fidelity.

Supplier? Do you dare to act like a lord and be desperate?

Safety management? Uh, do your best to do your best.

Capital flow? Wow, Chuyang’s national policy tree has just begun to light up!

For Li Jiashu,

‘I have never had such an experience, and there is nothing to be afraid of anymore.’

unless,

Those adventurers who were killed in heaven made a life-threatening spoils.

......

Castle, second floor restaurant.

A golden ball of light floats on the hands of the Knight of Sin.

3 meters behind Chu Yang, he had not made any sound before. Hamo, the guard who was in charge of standing guard silently, had his arm muscles slightly tense and was ready to pull out the flying axe from his waist at any time.

"It's so. As far as I know, our family's dungeon hasn't been used for at least 60 years." The young lord put down the silver spoon containing honey and shook his head at Juana with a smile.

"Although my territory is not as rich as the kingdom, it can be regarded as simple and simple in the people. Small conflicts in the city can usually be solved by the sheriff, and vicious incidents have never happened. So the dungeons of the castle, my grandfather, my father, and me, have never used them."

"Monster Toledo, I promise you that there is no 'dirty little secret' in the dungeons of our family."

"Unless my father concealed something from me and brought the secret into the grave."

Chuyang said calmly.

The Mantra Light Ball is still golden.

Juana nodded and asked, "So, Lord Feidieresh, can you tell me, 'I have not hidden any evil and dirty secrets'?"

The guard Hamo's muscles were tense, and after the master gave the order, he asked himself to fight with the soldiers hiding behind the secret door, and chopped the guests into sausage.

Chuyang took a sip of his homemade wine, then said with a smile,

"Yes, of course I have hidden a little dirty little secret from you, monk."

Juana was stunned, "You..."

Chu Yang stood up from the main seat, walked to the window with his hands behind his back, looked out the window, and said lightly: "Which noble family dares to say that there is no small secret of "unspeakable" in their home?"

"Oh, sorry, Baron Alcateo, maybe your family is 'pure' enough to go directly to the heaven of guilt?"

The noble young man sitting next to the Knight of Decision coughed twice.

"Ahem, I'm guilty."

Arcadio first chanted the motto of the church [The Holy Lord of Atonement], and then preached to Juana: "Monk, you should have heard a proverb."

"There is a skeleton in the cabinet of every mortal family."

"My monk, you don't have to force Lord Feidieresh like this. If it were me, I wouldn't dare say that there was no sin in the family."

The Knight of Crime was silent for a while, then looked at the two of them.

"You, always reflect on yourself, do not let sin accumulate in your body, and avoid falling into purgatory forever after death."

Arcadio's face was filled with smiles,

"Of course, our Buendia family sends people to the Holy City [Vatikan] every year to tell the archbishops about the mistakes they have made this year, and kneel devoutly in front of the holy tree of the [Three-character Knot] to wash away the family's sins."

[The Atonement Lord] One of the miracles of the church,

Hundreds of years ago, before the death of the first Holy See, the three-word last words were left, "I'm very sinful",

Its body turned into a large tree that grew twisted and spiral, and hot oil kept flowing down its bare trunk. The church called it the [Three Character Knot] and became a symbol of atonement that monks and noble believers must bow down during pilgrimage.

The church tells believers to chant the three-character proverbs often and not forget their own sins.

When you come to the holy city [Vatikan] to make a pilgrimage and kneel down and worship devoutly, your sins will be partially washed away.

Of course, if everything is busy and you really can't go on a pilgrimage, the church also provides other atonement plans.

If you find bishops from all over the kingdom and make different shares of donations according to their own sins, the bishops can seek "amnesty" from the Holy See.

Generally speaking, after weeks or months, the donor can receive a certificate issued by an Archbishop of the Holy City to prove that the donor's sin has been granted a "amnesty" by the Holy See.

I bought this indulgence and didn't have to go to purgatory after death.

So, the question is here,

Is the donor really going to purgatory?

"Well, I will, monk Toledo." Chu Yang turned around and looked at the Knight of Sin. "Because the territory is really far from the Holy City, our family usually entrusts bishops from the kingdom to seek "amnesty" from the Holy Seeker."

"If you want to check, I can let the servant go to the study and bring in a box of certificates now."

The Knight of Crime shook his head and said, "This is not necessary. Please tell me the main topic directly."

"I hope you can provide some useful secret information about the rumors about the 'Five Big White Goose', as well as the natural wonders on the island, or ancient ruins."

The golden mantra light ball was still floating, and Juana did not dissipate her magic.

The authenticity of information is very important, and one must be guarded against.

Arcadio began to comfortably cut the grilled lamb chops with a knife and fork.

"Hamo, go to the study and get an island map for the guests." Chu Yang ordered the old guard beside him.

Hamo relaxed his muscles, nodded to the lord, and ran away in a small step.

The young lord in purple velvet silk dress sat back on the main seat, ate a spoonful of honey, moistened his throat, and then slowly spoke.

"Well, where can I start..."

Juana: "You start from the beginning and let's listen slowly."

She reached out and pressed and pulled it out, and she took off the lower half of the combined mask.

Then she picked up an orange, wore iron gloves and started peeling it up, and put a piece of orange meat into her mouth.

Chu Yang stared at the other party's red lips for a few seconds, then came to his senses and told the story of the family.

Hundreds of years ago, the founders of Siberia pacified all directions with their subordinates, rejected the Sarasensha thieves in the south, and married the French and Portuguese kingdoms to seek peace in the feudal lord chicken-eating competition, becoming the first hero of the Siberia kingdom.

And the ancestor of the Feidieleshi family,

【François Plera Federes】,

He is an alchemist who has made great contributions in the think tank of the founding kingdom.

When commending the merits and achievements, the ancestor said that he liked to see the sea, and His Majesty the King could only enfeoff the southwest coastal area.

With a big stroke of his pen, the southwest coastal area and an island were all Federish.

Then, for some reason, the ancestor actually chose the location of the family castle on this island.

Then, with the manpower and material resources of the kingdom's local territory, the castle was finally built in 13 years.

At the same time, the prototype of Gus City was born in the past 13 years.

The workers came to the island by boat, they needed food, accommodation, and entertainment.

So, the pioneers' camp gradually became a village, the village slowly became a town, and the town slowly became a harbor town.
To be continued...