Shen Fang looked completely bewildered: "This thing even comes with an invoice?"

Shen Kun nodded: "Of course, these are all genuine DVDs."

Shen Fang: "Xiao Kun, you're a real talent, let's go."

The two drove to Beijing Airport

We arrived at 7:10. When we went through security, Chen Fang wanted to separate from Fatty, but Fatty wouldn't let him. He had too much luggage and couldn't carry it all by himself, so he got caught.

Shen Fang was so embarrassed he wanted to scratch his feet, but the fat guy calmly opened the luggage room, pulled out an invoice list, and found that the outer casings of a large number of DVDs had disappeared, leaving only bare discs.

"These are all genuine DVDs. I'm in the video business."

Then, unexpectedly, I passed through security.

Chen Fang... It was a false alarm.

Shen Fang quickened his pace, as if afraid of being born, while Shen Kun followed behind, panting and carrying a large pile of luggage.

"Third Uncle, why are you walking so fast? Wait for me."

Shen Fang: "You almost killed that fatso. Luckily, I didn't investigate you thoroughly, or I would be dead."

Shen Kun: "What are you afraid of? I got all of this through legitimate channels. Besides, the invoice clearly states that it's for AV. Your great-uncle has paid taxes, so you can rest assured."

Shen Fang: "What I'm really afraid of is being seen and misunderstood as a pervert. Idiot."

Shen Kun grinned lewdly: "These were all asked by the villagers, young and old, to be brought to me. Among them was Third Ancestor."

Chen Fang: ...Okay, shut up.