My backyard leads to the underworld. I became famous by selling goods.

"Young boss, the ghost levels of these old ghosts are not low. They are also ghosts that can often apply to come to the world of the living. Maybe they were attracted by interesting things in the world of the living for a while and didn't come back. You don't need to worry too much." After saying this to Song Mian, Lin Jiaojiao said goodbye to Song Mian as it was almost dawn.

Song Mian immediately sent Qi Yefeng away, then washed up and went to bed.

Song Mian slept until three in the afternoon before he finally took the antiques to find Su Kun.

Soon, Boss Qian arrived.

But Su Kun stood up from his seat. Song Mian watched as the door of the antique shop was pushed open from the outside, and a woman wearing a black brand-name Chanel suit walked in.

The woman wore smoky makeup and fiery red lips, which made her already beautiful face look even brighter, like a flaming rose born from the flames. Song Mian couldn't help but admire her twice more.

I think this person should be the boss Qian, Qian Rui, whom Mr. Su mentioned just now.

Just as he was about to say hello to Qian Rui, Song Mian saw a familiar fat man walking in behind Qian Rui.

"Song Jinyan?" Song Mian looked incredulous. He never expected to see Song Jinyan here.

Song Jinyan didn't notice Song Mian. All his attention was on Qian Rui. "Boss Qian, I've already told you that this antique silver necklace I gave you is also an antique, worth hundreds of thousands. I'm selling it to you at a low price this time because I just want to make friends with you!"

"Song Jinyan, where did you get this antique silver necklace worth hundreds of thousands of dollars?" Song Mian asked Song Jinyan with a puzzled look in his eyes.

After hearing Song Mian's voice, Song Jinyan immediately looked over.

Song Mian found it difficult to describe the look in Song Jinyan's eyes. It was like a mouse seeing a cat. Without saying a word, he turned around and left.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Song, you don't want to sell me things anymore?" Qian Rui originally just wanted to compare the goods of the two companies before making a decision, but she didn't expect Song Jinyan to run out without saying a word.

"Song Jinyan, stop right there!" Song Mian felt something was wrong when he thought of Song Jinyan's reaction, and was about to chase him out when he was caught by Qian Rui.

"Miss, what is the relationship between you and Mr. Song Jinyan?" Qian Rui asked.

"He's my brother..." Song Mian looked out through the glass on the door and confirmed that Song Jinyan had disappeared. He had to give up, "Boss Qian, let's sit down and talk slowly."

Qian Rui nodded and sat down at the tea table with Song Mian and Su Kun.

Soon, Qian Rui told Song Mian how she and Song Jinyan met. "I've always wanted to buy an antique piece of jewelry, and Song Jinyan was introduced to me by someone else. I thought his antique silver necklace was in very good condition, so I wanted to buy it. But when Mr. Su asked me to come over, I thought I'd see your stuff before deciding which one to buy. But I didn't expect Song Jinyan to run away after seeing you."

"He did something wrong, so of course he's afraid of me. Boss Qian, don't be fooled by him. It's impossible for him to have antiques worth hundreds of thousands of dollars." Song Mian said seriously.

Qian Rui shook her head and denied her words: "No, I have carefully examined it. The antique silver necklace in Song Jinyan's hand is genuine and is indeed worth hundreds of thousands."

Su Kun said, "Boss Qian's family is in the antique business. It's impossible for her to be wrong about something worth only a few hundred thousand."

"So, Song Jinyan actually has such a rare antique in his hands?" Song Mian couldn't figure it out.

What kind of ability does Song Jinyan have that he can get antiques?

However, now is not the time to worry about these things. Song Mian took out her hairpin and showed it to Qian Rui carefully.

Fortunately, Qian Rui was very satisfied with the hairpin, so she bought it for 300,000 yuan.

After returning, Song Mian was still struggling with this problem.

But no matter how hard she thought, she couldn't figure it out.

When he returned to the store in the evening, Song Mian was still thinking about this problem.

Logically speaking, she is no longer in contact with Song Jinyan, so what Song Jinyan is doing has nothing to do with her.

With this in mind, Song Mian still chose to call Aunt Shen.

Aunt Shen didn't answer the call as quickly as usual. This time, she waited until Song Mian was about to hang up before finally pressing the call button.

"Hello, is this Xiao Song?" After Aunt Shen answered the phone, a sense of fatigue came from her voice.

Sensitively noticing the clue, Song Mian agreed and then asked, "Aunt Shen, are you feeling unwell? Why do you sound like you're not feeling well?"

"Xiao Song, I originally wanted to ask you for leave. I have had a cold since yesterday, so I can go to take care of your grandma for a while. But your grandma said she would ask you for leave for me. Didn't she tell you?" Aunt Shen's nasal tone was indeed very heavy, and she coughed lightly while speaking.

Song Mian's heart dropped when she heard this: "My grandma must not want me to take care of her, so she didn't tell me about this. Aunt Shen, when is it convenient for you to come back and take care of my grandma again?"

Aunt Shen said, "I think it will take a few days. Your grandma is weak, and I have to fully recover before I can go back to see her. But don't worry, I have called your grandma these past two days, and she has been doing well. However, if you are really worried, you can wait until tomorrow to go see her. Your grandma will definitely be resting by then, so you don't need to call her."

"Okay, I'll go see my grandma early tomorrow morning. Aunt Shen, you should have a good rest first." Song Mian said this, already feeling a headache.

Grandma is still the same. No matter what happens, I always can't bear to trouble her.

She almost wished she could grow wings and fly to the hospital right now, but Song Mian knew very well that her grandmother was resting at this time, and disturbing her would only affect her condition.

In desperation, he could only contact the attending physician first. Song Mian was finally relieved after confirming that his grandmother's condition was not serious.

After waiting for a long time without seeing any ghost customers, Song Mian casually turned a bag of melon seeds on the table into something that could be sent to the ghost world, and then he could no longer hold on and fell into a deep sleep.

I don’t know how long it had passed, but Song Mian suddenly heard a crackling sound in his sleep.

It sounded like something was gnawing on something, and the sound came in an orderly manner, which soon made the sleeping Song Mian open his eyes.

In a drowsy state, Song Mian vaguely saw an oversized black shadow curled up in the corner not far away.

It was a gray figure, looking very much like a beggar, with long and messy hair hanging behind him, looking very sloppy.

A ghost actually sneaked in when she wasn't paying attention.

After Song Mian realized this, he quietly lowered his figure and slowly approached the beggar.