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Hearing this, little Fugui was surprised for a moment. He raised his eyes to look at Jin Weiwei and quickly discovered that there was a trace of craftiness hidden in her eyes. He understood what she meant and pushed the money box in front of Jin Dabao.

”You want me to count the money?” Jin Dabao could not believe it. Jin Weiwei actually wanted to hand over the bill to him.

Jin Weiwei nodded and said, ”Yes, that's right. From now on, this money box will be in your custody, and you will be responsible for checking up on the accounts every day. Little Fugui will continue to do the accounts and check the accounts with you every day.”

Jin Dabao was confused as he took the money box and held it in his arms. He was extremely happy. He wished that he could just turn around and run away with the money, but thinking that he had not achieved his goal yet, he could only swallow his saliva in front of the money box and endure it.

Thus, on the surface, Jin Weiwei gave the money box to Jin Dabao for safekeeping. In fact, when the restaurant closed every day, the rich kids still had to check the amount of money, which was equivalent to letting the money pass through Jin Dabao's hands every day.

Jin Dabao was like a hungry man who held a piece of roasted meat in his arms every day. One could see that he couldn't eat it, but he felt extremely depressed in his heart. On top of that, Jin Dabao felt even more infuriated when he saw Jin Weiwei and little Fugui and their sweet, sweet, and luscious appearances in the restaurant every day.

After thinking it over again and again, Jin Dabao decided that since he had no other choice with Jin Weiwei for the time being, he might as well start with little rich children.

This stinking brat would always stand in front of Jin Weiwei and stand up for her. If she could drive him away first, it would be equivalent to flicking out a piece of Jin Weiwei's heart … Jin Dabao stared at Xiao Fugui who was seriously settling the score. His eyeballs rolled in his eye sockets as a bad idea popped up in his mind.

On this day, just as the restaurant was about to close for business, Tao Xiaoqing was busy cleaning up the meat case. Jin Weiwei was tidying up the sausage racks, while little Fugui was lying prone on the floor clearing up the accounts for the day.

Jin Dabao took advantage of the three's busy state to secretly steal some money from the cash box. Then, he looked around and pretended to walk to the side of Xiao Fugui while the three of them were busy.

”Little Fugui, aren't you done settling your accounts today?”

”Yes.” Little Fugui perfunctorily promised.

When Jin Dabao saw that Xiao Fugui didn't even raise his head, he was overjoyed. The heavens were helping him, so he leaned over slightly and secretly put the money into Xiao Fugui's coat pocket on the chair.

Jin Dabao was elated to see the unaffected look on Xiao Fugui's face. He thought to himself, ”This little brat is about to die, how can he not know?”

”Big sister Dong, the meat that Aunt Zhang, who was sitting next to the locust tree, ordered yesterday hasn't been retrieved yet. Should I send it over to her now?” Tao Xiaoqing raised a piece of good mutton and asked.

”I'll go, I'll go.” When Jin Dabao heard that Tao Xiaoqing was going to deliver the meat, he immediately rushed over and snatched the meat from Tao Xiaoqing's hands.

It just so happened that he had wanted to find an excuse to leave so that the money box would be left unguarded. This way, it would be convenient to frame the rich and young child as' stealing money '.

Jin Weiwei looked at Jin Dabao strangely — why was he working so hard today?

”Ahem, didn't I just stay in the store for the whole day?” To conceal his purpose for coming here, Jin Dabao said, ”You've all been busy the whole day, so let me handle this errand. ”I'll be right back. Weiwei, look carefully at that cash box.”

With that, Jin Dabao ran off with the meat.

Looking at Jin Dabao's running away figure, Jin Weiwei suddenly became suspicious. Before he left, he even specifically told her to keep an eye on the cash box. There must be something fishy about it.

Thinking of this, Jin Weiwei wiped her hands. She opened the money box and counted. After that, she and little Fugui checked the money. Sure enough, there was one less coin in the money box.