You said you would tell fortunes, so you can catch ghosts and exterminate zombies easily?

After waving goodbye to the three of them, Ge Pingan turned back to Su Chen and asked in confusion, "Master Su, why do you insist that Meizhu adopt a child?"

Su Chen glanced at him.

"If we don't adopt her and we really get divorced, what will happen if they watch her having all the fun?"

"Angry and furious." Ge Ping'an blurted out.

"and then?"

"And then?" Ge Pingan pondered carefully and looked at Su Chen in astonishment, "No way?"

Su Chen flipped his hand, and the chisel and the jade that Xi Meng had given him appeared in his palm. He began to carve casually.

"Since ancient times, money has moved people's hearts~"

Ge Ping'an shook his head helplessly.

"Why don't you learn from me? Live and make money until you're old."

"Let's go. I'll go around again. I don't believe it. I'm being treated as a liar this time."

Xiao Liuer came out of the backyard again and found that Ge Ping'an had left. She was curious: "Master Su, why didn't Grandpa Ge go in to watch the bet?"

Su Chen smiled and said, "I'm busy making money."

Xiao Liu'er suddenly realized. She spread out the book and read the text carefully. Occasionally, when she came across a word she didn't know how to read, she would stop. Su Chen subconsciously glanced at it and she followed him as he read it.

This was the scene Song Shishi and Ji Yiyi saw when they came back.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the side faces of the two people, as if adding a layer of hazy golden light to them.

She leaned against the car door for a long time and tilted her head: "Did you see it? It's so beautiful."

Ji Yiyi blinked blankly.

Song Shishi was helpless: "Forget it, talking to you is like playing the lute to a cow."

She picked up her bag and said, "You can leave work now, go home."

Ji Yiyi looked at her watch: "There's still half an hour until five o'clock."

"Come on, you're my assistant. I decide your working hours. If I suddenly need to work overtime in the middle of the night, are you going to refuse?"

Ji Yiyi pursed her lips: "Come."

"That's it? You have to come even when I ask you to work overtime. I asked you to leave work early, but you still don't want to?"

Ji Yiyi: "It's not time to get off work yet."

Song Shishi took a few deep breaths and smiled: "It's up to you."

After just a few days of contact, Song Shishi finally understood the assistant's character.

He has excellent mobility, a good memory, great strength, and is a good driver. His only shortcoming is that he is too stubborn.

I don’t know who put all those rules and regulations into her mind.

It's no use talking any more.

Forget it, give up.

Sensing the shadow falling, Xiao Liu'er finally raised her head.

"Sister, are you off work? Are you tired?"

Song Shishi pinched her little face: "Why are you tired? I didn't ask you to work in the fields all day or run ten kilometers with a weight."

She picked up the book, glanced at it, and threw it down in disgust. She looked at Su Chen and said, "Master Su, what are you carving?"

"Ornament."

"That's definitely not just a decorative item." Song Shishi's eyes suddenly lit up. "Hey, Taoist Su, do you think our company is also short of a decorative item?"

"You know, the boss is very generous with his money."

Su Chen nodded: "Yes, I know. She just spent 5 million to buy an antique for me at noon."

"What? How much?!"

Song Shishi thought she was hallucinating and scratched her ears.

He turned to look at Ji Yiyi and saw her nod, which made him unable to believe it.

"Is the boss crazy?"

"Although I want to please you, but... 500 million, not 500,000, not 500,000."

Su Chen stopped and looked at her, then asked with amusement, "Why are you so surprised? Don't you know that your boss is very generous with his money?"

Song poetry: "..."

She waved her hand softly: "Don't talk to me, I'm autistic."

She said she was autistic, but when she arrived at the backyard and heard that there was a roundworm pulling competition, Song Shishi immediately became full of energy.

"Grandpa, who pulled it out?"

"No, have you dealt with the roundworms in the public toilet?"

Without waiting for Lao Song to say anything, she rushed out happily.

It passed by like a gust of wind.

Cai Guobang came out holding his waist and was taken around twice. He was confused for a long time before he sat down next to Su Chen in a daze.

"Master Su, please help me take a look at my waist. I accidentally bumped it into the corner of the table just now."

Su Chen pointed at the bruised area and glanced at the next room.

"Aren't you angry anymore?"

"Grandma wasn't angry to begin with. You guys are the ones who got so upset. She has a really good temper, really."

Su Chen nodded.

If there weren't bleeding teeth marks on your arm, I'd believe it.

Seeing his eyes fall on the tooth mark that had not disappeared for a long time, Cai Guobang smiled and said: "This is different. My aunt is marking me."

Su Chen gave a thumbs up.

Cai Guobang picked up the teapot and cup, poured himself a cup and drank it, then asked, "What happened to that old man who lost his memory? His condition is very different from before. Did he remember it?"

"Ah."

"I was thinking, if you regain your memory, you probably won't be too happy to be my aunt's pet, right? No wonder you're so stubborn now. You're so reluctant even when I buy the ingredients for your cooking."

Cai Guobang turned his head and looked, then secretly handed Su Chen fifty yuan.

"Master Su, please help me calculate it."

"Will Ximeng's business be successful?"

"Hey, you understand me."

Su Chen pushed the money back: "Don't you know her temper? Even if the business cannot be successful, it must be successful. Forcing her to do it is the most professional."

Cai Guobang grinned: "Of course, it's because my aunt is so powerful."

"That puts me at ease."

"To be honest, Taoist Priest, I've always been worried that she'd open up so much and then lose money and feel embarrassed and ignore me."

Su Chen looked at his face carefully.

"The Palace of Wealth has been booming lately. Business is doing well, isn't it?"

Cai Guobang chuckled and rubbed his hands: "I just happened to have an opportunity and I made a small profit of a million or so..."

As he was speaking, the phone rang inside.

Little Liu'er ran in and started shouting after a while.

"Master Su, it's Uncle Ji calling."

"Old Ji? Isn't he in the furniture store up ahead? Are you too lazy to walk a few steps?"

Cai Guobang followed Su Chen in curiously.

Ji Guowen is now in Yancheng.

"Master Su, something happened to the relative of the boss I'm working with."

He briefly explained the matter and reported the man's birth chart at the end. He waited for a moment before asking, "Master Su, do you want to handle this matter?"

Su Chen counted with his fingers and raised his eyebrows.

"It's quite interesting, wait and see."

In a small building in Yancheng, Ji Guowen put down the phone, and several people around him looked at him expectantly: "What's the matter? Is Taoist Su coming?"

Ji Guowen gestured to them to be at ease: "Don't worry, we'll be there soon."

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Chen walked in from outside the door.

Ji Guowen hurried forward and said, "Master Su."

The people around had already heard Ji Guowen bragging about how amazing Taoist Su was, but seeing is believing. Some people were stunned, while others subconsciously ran to the door to look outside.

The small building is surrounded by two-meter-high walls on all sides and the iron gate is closed.

So... Boss Ji really didn't lie?

Su Chen's eyes swept across and landed on one of them: "Is this the strange thing you encountered?"

The middle-aged man who was being stared at gave a dry laugh and nodded.

"Yes, yes, Master Su, it's me."

He had dark skin, like a farmer who worked in the fields all day, but he had a big belly, wore a suit and Liberation shoes, and in short, looked out of place.

Su Chen nodded: "Let's go and take a look at your farm."