"My ex-paper has left for some time, so there is no handover. What you have to do is help me organize the files of the household registration department, which is the job."

"The archive room is in the opposite room. You can first get familiar with the environment, and then there are new household registration materials on the desktop that need to be sorted out. Try to sort them out before noon. There are all modes on the other side. If you don't know anything, come and ask me." Fukuhara Xiaosang ordered directly.

"Yes, I understand!"

Chu Mufeng bowed and responded, then turned around and walked out.

After coming to the opposite room, I looked around and saw that the cabinets were filled with files.

Yingluo District is so big, and all the archival materials of islanders and Chinese people have to be archived and managed here. How could it be less?

"Okay, start sorting it out!"

Since Chu Mufeng plays such a role now, he will definitely be involved.

He didn't know how much of these archives were true or whether they were fake, but no matter what, he would sort them out according to the truth.

Perhaps through this archive sorting, you can also find some valuable clues from it.

Chu Mufeng remembers while sorting out.

Time passes slowly like this.

As noon approached, Chu Mufeng finally summoned all the files on the desktop as required, and stood up and stretched.

The door was pushed open from outside, and Fukuhara Xiaosang walked in, glanced at the table, and asked in surprise: "Oh, have you sorted it all?"

"Yes, Section Chief Fukuhara!"

Chu Mufeng immediately greeted him respectfully and said, "There are thirty files here, all of which have been sorted out. Please accept it."

"Yoxi, it's a good job!"

Fukuhara Xiaosang did not go to see the files, but nodded with satisfaction, patted Chu Mufeng on the shoulder and said, "Bai Long, I didn't expect that you were so reliable in your work. I highly recommend you."

"In this way, I still have some archives here, which must be sorted out quickly. Thank you for your hard work, and I will send you lunch here. After you sort it out, take it for me!"

"Yes!" Chu Mufeng said respectfully.

"Come with me!"

Fukuhara Kosang returned to the office, picked up a stack of files and handed them over, and said with a deep impression: "These files are all messy. All you have to do is sort them out for me, and make sure that each file is well documented and there will be no problems."

"No matter who comes to investigate, these are perfect. Do you understand?"

"Yes, yes, I understand!" Chu Mufeng nodded and understood it.

"Take it!"

Obviously, this is fake!

Chu Mufeng didn't expect that what Fukuhara Xiaosang asked him to do was actually fake!

You should know that although a fake file is fake, as long as it is made, it is true. This means that a brand new person has been born.

You said there was no such person, who said there was no?

The archives and information are complete, and the most complete certificate issued by the Household Registration Department is that it has it.

This is just what Chu Mufeng handles.

Those who handled the previous ones?

Is it said that the files in this room are all corresponding?

Thinking of this, Chu Mufeng now understood a little why Fukuhara Xiaosang's assistants were killed.

This is not because there is no reason, but because there is a dark side.

That's not because Fukuhara Kosang gave him a chance, but because he knew that the position under his butt would definitely not sit for a long time, and something would happen sooner or later.

So it doesn’t matter who is the assistant, as long as you can work!

etc!

Could it be that Fukuhara Xiaosang has to make a profit by relying on this?

Otherwise, why did he create such fake files? As for how to make profits, it would be simpler.

Either sell the quota or get a salary of nothing.

"Does it mean..."

Thinking of this, a hypothesis suddenly rose in Chu Mufeng's mind.

The rumors are just rumors. Who said that the deaths in front of them were killed by their opponents? Could it be that they were killed by Fukuhara Kosang?

It was destroyed.

After all, as long as these fake files are made, only assistants and Fukuhara Kosang are the ones who know about this.

The assistant died, and this is the secret that God knows and the earth knows.

The more Chu Mufeng thought about it, the more he felt that this was the most likely.

"If this is the case, Fukuhara Kosang can do this matter by himself. Why did he have to recruit assistants? Why did he have to do it in vain and kill the assistant?"

Chu Mufeng was a little confused.

Forget it, if you can't figure it out, you won't think about it for the time being. There will always be times when you figure it out in the future.

The most important thing now is to sort out such fake files as soon as possible so that you can get a job with Xiaosang.

As for being killed.

snort!

It depends on how capable you are!

Fukuhara Xiaosang, since you dare to do such tricks, I would be sorry for myself if I didn’t take the opportunity to do something.

OK, aren't you going to create a fake identity?

Then, Bai Long's identity alone is not enough. Where can a young man in the Qing Dynasty be enough in the future war? I will use your hand to lay down a few more fake files!

A plan emerged in Chu Mufeng's heart.

There are a total of five fake files placed here.

You should know that creating fake files is different from Guiluo's real files. The time required for real files is actually very fast, because they are sorted out step by step.

But fake ones won't work.

You have to start from the beginning and make sure that the person is well-documented from birth, and the childhood, youth, and youth you will experience afterwards are impeccable.

Fortunately, these materials from Fukuhara Xiaosangi have sources, otherwise, it would be impossible to rely on Chu Mufeng to think about them.

But even so, Chu Mufeng took a long time to sort out the five fake files.

Of course, it should be six to be exact.

There is a piece that Chu Mufeng has brought. Of course he won't give this piece to Fukuhara Xiaosang. After all, it's better to be a little more restrained before you figure out the tricks inside.

"Dongdong!"

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Chu Mufeng knocked on the door of the office opposite. After receiving permission, he walked in with five files, placed it on the table respectfully and said.

"Secretary Fukuhara, you have sorted out these five files completely according to your instructions, and they are all well documented."

"Okay? Let's take a look!"

Fukuhara Xiaosang looked through the archives in front of him. After reading the first copy, he looked at Chu Mufeng with a look of appreciation. "No, you are very good. I didn't expect you to be able to produce such good archives in such a short time."

"Bai Long, have you done such a job before?"

"Yes!"

Chu Mufeng scratched his head and said awkwardly: "Secretary Fukuhara, it's not to be hiding it. As a writer, I can't make much money at all, otherwise why should I come back!"

"But I have to make a living outside, so I have been working as an archivist part-time job. I dare not say anything else. If I talk about sorting files, or even finding clues from files, I am good at it."

"Yoxi."

Fukuhara Xiaosang looked indifferent when he heard the front, but when he heard the clues he could find out from the file, a strange color suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"Nari! Can you find out the problematic areas from the archives?"

"Yes!"

Chu Mufeng did not hesitate at all and directly agreed: "Secretary Fukuhara, usually a file has loopholes, it depends on whether it can be found."

"I dare to say this because the files I made are absolutely free of loopholes, otherwise I wouldn't dare to pick someone else's thorns."

"Yoxi, you have done a good job and are a talent. This is a reward for you, take it."

Fukuhara Kosang didn't mean to continue talking, and took out a few yen from the desk pocket and threw it onto the table.

"Secretary Fukuhara, I am very grateful for your job. I can't take this money!"

Chu Mufeng waved his hands repeatedly and said.

"If you hold it, take it and do it well, as long as you do it well, you will get rewards."

Fukuhara Kosang said with a smile.
To be continued...