Chapter 57 Brother, why are you here?

Xiong Shengxi asked politely, "Master Duan, can you please check if there's anything else on the child? I'm worried."

"Yin Qi, it's okay." Duan Anluo casually grabbed An An's head, as if pinching something, and crushed it with his fist. "Go exercise outdoors more often, get in touch with nature more often, absorb the life force, and the child will get better and better."

Xiong Shengxi asked in surprise: "Is everything all right now?"

"It's okay." Duan Anluo looked at little An'an's confused eyes and her obviously thinner body than other children her age. "She's so young, a single winning spell is enough for her. If that thing isn't dug out, within three years at most, the child will either die of a serious illness or suffer an accident. Whoever attacked the child knew your weak spot and wanted to stab you in the heart."

The couple hugged their child tightly in fear. At this point, Xiong Shengxi no longer had any brotherly love for Hongyi, only hatred!

It took only half an hour to drive back to the community where Xiong Shengxi lived.

This villa complex, separated from the regular buildings by a 200-meter lawn, consists of six-story buildings, with each household occupying two floors. Xiong Shengxi and Yu Hongyi originally purchased the properties together and now both live here because of the convenient living conditions.

As soon as Xiong Shengxi parked the car, he saw three police cars parked in front of Yu Hongyi's building.

He thought of Duan Anluo's reminder, his face suddenly changed, and he got out of the car and ran over there.

As soon as I arrived at the door of the building, I saw the police bringing out Yu Hongyi who was struggling and shouting.

"Why are you arresting me? What evidence do you have? You're accusing a good man for no reason! I'm going to sue you!" Yu Hongyi struggled hard. "My legal team will be here soon!"

Xiong Shengxi clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, forcing himself not to rush forward and punch Yu Hongyi's sanctimonious face.

When Yu Hongyi saw Xiong Shengxi, surprise flashed in his eyes, "Help me find some connections! They arrested me for no reason!"

The police are too lazy to deal with such people. When they are first arrested, every criminal shouts that he is innocent, and he will still struggle when the evidence is thrown in his face.

Xiong Shengxi's voice was cold: "Are you really innocent?"

Yu Hongyi noticed that Xiong Shengxi's expression was not right. "What do you mean? Are you and these outsiders working together to harm me?"

Xiong Shengxi turned to the police and asked, "Officers, what crime did he commit? May I ask?"

After the police confirmed Xiong Shengxi's identity, they said in a deep voice, "He is suspected of hiring a killer to commit murder."

Xiong Shengxi smiled self-deprecatingly. Master Duan was amazing. It was Yu Hongyi who did it.

"Why?" Xiong Shengxi stared at Yu Hongyi, "Why do you hate me so much?"

Yu Hongyi's eyes flickered. He wasn't feeling guilty, but he was afraid of being caught by the police and facing legal consequences. He asked innocently, "Why? What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Why haven't you told me the truth yet? Why are you trying to hurt me? For money? Or have I done something wrong to make you hate me so much?"

Yu Hongyi flatly denied: "What nonsense are you talking about? We've been together for so many years, how could I hurt you? Did you listen to nonsense from others? Even if everyone tried to harm you, I would still help you. We grew up together!"

Xiong Shengxi sneered, truly a man who wouldn't cry until he saw the coffin. He took a step closer and said, "Yu Hongyi, it was you who got me to buy that piece of land, and what happened? You hired a master to harm me! You even cast a curse on my daughter, trying to kill her! How did I offend you? To make you hate me so much that you'd even sacrifice a life to destroy me?"

Yu Hongyi's heart tightened, but he pretended to be calm on the surface. "Are you crazy? You believe this kind of reason?"

Xiong Shengxi shouted, "The body has been dug out! You're telling me you're innocent? Aren't you afraid of retribution for killing such a young child?"

At this point, it proved that Xiong Shengxi knew everything. Yu Hongyi's face turned cold, too lazy to act anymore. "What does digging up a body on your territory have to do with me? Where's the evidence? Is there any evidence to prove it was me?"

Seeing Yu Hongyi being so arrogant, Duan Anluo felt that he had to go and see what level Yu Hongyi was at that he dared to be so harsh to his "wallet"?

Duan Anluo took out his ID and flashed it in front of the police. "I'll take two minutes of your time. Remember to record it."

This time the documents are real and we can’t fool the investigators.

The older policeman gestured, "Record it."

The policeman next to him was puzzled, but he quickly did as he was told.

Duan Anluo saw that they were ready and stared into Yu Hongyi's eyes. "Mad dog, talk to him properly and tell him the reason."

Duan Anluo's gaze made Yu Hongyi feel dazed, and the resentment he had suppressed for years suddenly burst out: "I've wanted to kill you for a long time! You only knew how to follow me around when you were little, but now you're living a better life than me! What gives you the right?!"

Xiong Shengxi was stunned. "You're not doing well? Your parents are healthy, you have two children, you're married and loving, you own a business that spans two streets, and you make a ton of money every year. What's wrong with you?"

On the other hand, his parents have passed away, and when he misses them, he can only go to their graves.

The child is in poor health and goes to the hospital every few days.

His business is not as good as Yu Hongyi's. He invested tens of millions in that old street, but he can't get a single cent back. How can Yu Hongyi think that he is not as good as him? What kind of filth has he eaten that has blinded his eyes and heart?

Yu Hongyi seemed to have found an outlet for his outburst, roaring, "The person who originally wanted to do business with me turned around and signed a contract with you when he saw you! Why?"

Duan Anluo wanted to laugh when he heard this. What else could he rely on? Because he was honest. People would cooperate with him because they were afraid of being cheated by him.

Xiong Shengxi said angrily, "That was the person who approached me after rejecting you! How could I refuse again? I'm not going to live like this anymore."

"You even married the person I love!" Yu Hongyi completely lost control, pointing at Xiong Shengxi's nose and yelling, "I won't let you have an easy life!"

This sentence completely ignited Xiong Shengxi's anger. He punched Yu Hongyi in the face and said, "Bullshit! You belittled her every day in college. Your love for her is really disgusting!"

The police quickly stopped Xiong Shengxi. Yu Hongyi was beaten so hard that his mouth was bleeding. He struggled to fight back: "I was young at that time, and what I said was just a sarcastic remark!"

"Fuck your sarcasm!" Xiong Shengxi was furious and tried to move forward, but was held down by the police.

At this time, Yu Hongyi's wife and children came downstairs and happened to hear her husband's last hysterical words, "You married the person I like." The three of them froze in place, at a loss.

Xiong Shengxi looked at this embarrassing scene and suppressed his anger: "At this age, let's not talk about the past."

He took a few deep breaths, not wanting the children to see him hitting someone, but he couldn't hold back the anger in his heart. How had he been able to be on good terms with such a thing for so many years?

"My daughter keeps calling you godfather, yet you want to kill her! And that innocent child, her death can't be in vain! You can expect to spend the rest of your life in jail!"

"I didn't kill that child, her parents did! I just gave them money!" Yu Hongyi scoffed at the police at the scene like a madman. "The girl's stepmother and I are distant relatives. I'm kind-hearted. Seeing my distant cousin's hardship, what's wrong with giving her some money? The couple wanted to kill her, so what does it have to do with me? What can you do to me? Shoot me? Shoot me right now!"

The policeman recorded the conversation with a cold face. If he wasn't wearing a police uniform, I would have wanted to beat him up.

Yu Hongyi smiled and stretched his neck, trying to provoke Xiong Shengxi: "I didn't expect that burying a child would really work. My business is getting better and better. You, a piece of trash, must have lost money! Hahaha, is your precious daughter dying? I specifically told that master to let your daughter die slowly. I will watch you suffer, hahaha..."

Xiong Shengxi was so sad that he actually calmed down. There was no need for him to be sad for a beast.

"Don't even think about keeping a single cent of the property under your name! You deserve this!" Xiong Shengxi said, pulling his wife and daughter who had followed him. "Let's go!"

Yu Hongyi finally woke up from his dream and realized what he had said. He touched the blood at the corner of his mouth and shouted in horror: "I just said nonsense! I'm crazy! Nonsense! Wife! You have to believe me! Find someone to save me!"

His wife looked at him sadly, holding her two children's hands tightly, her eyes red, and did not respond.

Xiong Shengxi asked Duan Anluo: "Master Duan, when will this case be concluded?"

Duan Anluo looked at Si Cang, "According to your experience, how long will it take?"

Si Cang stretched out a finger.

Xiong Shengxi: "One month, or one year?"

Si Cang said in a deep voice, "One week."

The cause and effect line is crystal clear. If the guild takes action, the outcome will be clear within seven days.

Xiong Shengxi was relieved and was waiting to see the day when Yu Hongyi would get his comeuppance.

Duan Anluo looked at the Feng Shui layout of Xiong Shengxi's house and felt a little headache. "Could the Feng Shui master who checked your house be the same one hired by Yu Hongyi?"

Xiong Shengxi's face darkened and he nodded with difficulty, "Indeed."

Business people believe this. After Yu Hongyi's home was renovated by the feng shui master, his life became more and more prosperous, so the other party recommended it to him.

He was too naive and believed everything the other party said.

He gave a wry laugh. "I think I'm being completely sincere to my brothers, and they're definitely being sincere to me too...it's just that the way they do it is so different."

Duan Anluo's eyes fell on the area below the TV, near the southeast corner. He smiled and said to Si Cang beside him, "There's a lot of moisture. It must be something in the water."

Si Cang didn't even raise his eyelids and replied calmly: "Just a turtle."

Duan Anluo sighed helplessly: "A good divine turtle, but in your mouth it turned into a tortoise. Show some respect, I am a divine turtle."

"What's the difference between a turtle and a tortoise?" Si Cang's tone remained calm. In his eyes, there was only good and bad. The good ones could live, while the bad ones were chopped to death. As for the specific species, he didn't care.

Xiong Shengxi and his wife stood aside. They didn't fully understand what the two were saying, but they vaguely understood that there was probably something in that corner, but unfortunately they couldn't see it.

Duan Anluo continued to walk around the house, walked to the balcony, pointed at the wind chime hanging high up and said, "Take this wind chime down. If there's a mistress in the house, don't hang something with sharp edges or corners like this. It's not good for her health."

He looked out the window, "The view from this window is quite good."

Xiong Shengxi smiled and agreed, "Yes, the view is great and there's plenty of sunlight. I even spent an extra 100,000 yuan just for this location."

Duan Anluo nodded, then changed the subject: "But the window faces the arched road outside. This layout is like being cut by an invisible sickle, a typical sickle evil. It will not only affect your wealth, but also bring disaster to your family."

He pointed to a spot by the window and said, "Putting a Pixiu here can dispel this evil and attract wealth."

Xiong Shengxi immediately agreed: "No problem!"

Duan Anluo looked around, his eyes sweeping over the various Feng Shui ornaments that had been placed in the room. "Throw away all those things you asked someone to put in there before. Not only are they useless, they've attracted some unclean things."

His gaze finally landed on a corner of the living room. At that moment, a gigantic turtle-shaped spirit was slowly crawling back there, with some injuries on its body. "With it in your house, there's actually no need to buy anything extra to protect your home."

The giant turtle spirit glanced at Duan Anlu lazily, then ignored him and slept with its head tucked in.

Xiong Shengxi looked in the direction of Duan Anluo's gaze and asked cautiously, "Master Duan, what...what did you see?"

Duan Anluo didn't answer directly, but instead asked, "Boss Xiong, were your ancestors in the boat business?"

"Yes, that's right," Xiong Shengxi nodded. "Then this business became difficult, so I changed it."

"Did your ancestors ever save a giant turtle?"

Xiong Shengxi tried to recall: "My grandfather did mention that he encountered a sick and stranded sea turtle on the beach. He rescued it and pushed it back into the sea. But I always thought he was making it up. He always loved to tell stories to please me."

Duan Anluo nodded in understanding. "Your house has so many messy things, but it hasn't been destroyed. It's because it's secretly protecting you. Now it's almost paid off the debt it owes you. It's time to go... In half a month, go buy two stone turtles, about the size of a fist. Place them here, heads facing each other, with a bottle of water in between."

After Duan Anluo finished speaking, he asked for the direction of the corner: "Do you need me to come back and give you a ride?"

The turtle spirit showed its head and shook it slowly, its refusal obvious.

Duan Anluo tilted his ear, as if he heard something, and then said, "Okay, I wish you success."

Xiong Shengxi couldn't contain his curiosity and said eagerly, "Master Duan, I want to see it too! What does it look like?"

Duan Anluo was amused by him: "You are addicted to it, right? Ordinary people can't watch these things for a long time. It's not good for you."

He suppressed his smile and pointed seriously at the corner. "I'm telling you straight up, the spirit of the giant turtle your grandfather saved is lying there. In half a month, it will have repaid your family's debt. Before you leave, remember to offer it some tribute and thank it sincerely."

Xiong Shengxi's expression suddenly turned serious. "I understand. I'll offer it to him now."

He quickly asked his wife to prepare, "Sea cucumbers, abalone, lobster... Buy some more to offer to this old man, and a bottle of Moutai."

"No need for wine, it doesn't like it."

Xiong Shengxi quickly said to his wife, "No more wine, let's have some seafood soup."

Duan Anluo twitched his lips and said, "As long as you are happy."

He checked the time and said, "We should be leaving too. Boss Xiong, let's settle the bill."

Xiong Shengxi had already prepared it and respectfully handed over a check: "Master Duan, this is 1.37 million. It is the most sincere gift I can offer right now. If business improves in the future, I will definitely invite you to my home again to thank you."

Duan Anluo happily accepted the check and reminded him before leaving: "By the way, you can go to your old street today and take a look. It will definitely be different from before."

After Duan Anluo and Si Cang left, Xiong Shengxi couldn't contain his curiosity and immediately decided to go to the old street to take a look.

What he didn't expect was that the hole he dug last night had been filled up and it had returned to its original state!

He looked at the dug-up cement road himself and saw signs of repairs. Miraculously, it was now completely dry.

It’s so hot now, it’s impossible to do it so quickly. Who did it?

The people who Master Duan called logistics suddenly appeared in my mind. Could they be the logistics talents?

He guessed correctly, it was indeed the four of them who did it. Each of them took 100,000 yuan from Boss Xiong, and a few logistics guys repaired it overnight. Anyway, they did this kind of thing often, and they knew how to make the road dry quickly.

Looking at the old street again, it feels completely different.

The old street used to be covered with a layer of lingering gray fog even during the day. Although you couldn’t see anything specific, it always made people feel depressed and uncomfortable.

But now, that suffocating feeling of haze has completely disappeared, and the air seems to be much fresher.

What surprised Xiong Shengxi even more was that there were people taking photos and checking in here enthusiastically under the scorching sun.

"Oh my god! There really is such an old street! Why haven't I seen it before?" A boy pointed at a stone trough in the corner and shouted excitedly, "Look at this! It's exactly the same stone trough my grandfather used to feed cattle at home!"

Another boy pointed at the fake haystack and exclaimed, "Wow! This haystack looks so real! When I was a kid, I couldn't stop riding my bike because of it!"

"This wash basin is also made of stone! And this bronze head... Hey, do you think if I keep polishing it like a walnut, I can make it shiny?"

"There's an old-fashioned sedan chair here! Quick, quick, take a picture for me!"

"It's so hot..." someone complained, wiping their sweat. "Why isn't there even a milk tea shop on this street? Why are all the shops closed?"

Next to them was an elderly couple carrying bags and holding cameras, who were taking pictures of various old objects with great energy.

Xiong Shengxi couldn't contain his excitement and walked up to him and asked, "Uncle, how did you know about this street?"

The old man turned around with a satisfied smile on his face. "I saw online that there's a famous old street here, full of old things. It seemed interesting, so I came to take a look. But why isn't there even a water seller here? I'm dying of thirst!"

"I have some in my car. I'll get you two bottles."

"I'm so sorry, I'll give you money."

"No need, sir, just drink it!" Xiong Shengxi was so excited that he almost jumped up. The feng shui changes that Master Duan had instructed hadn't been made yet, and people were already coming. Once everything was arranged according to Master Duan's instructions, how booming would business be here? He couldn't even imagine it!

Master Duan was just as excited as he was. "What a lot of money! This is the biggest sum I've made since I came here! If I'd known Feng Shui was so profitable, I wouldn't have bothered catching ghosts!"

Si Cang silently noted in his heart that Duan Anluo not only liked melodramatic dramas, but also liked money.

Duan Anluo put away the check and thought, "Where can I buy good tea? I need to buy some good stuff to appease the president. I think he's mad right now."

He checked the time and said, "If we hurry, we can still make it to lunch."

Duan Anluo was carrying tea and had just walked into the guild headquarters building when he saw the elevator door open and a young man wearing a loose black hoodie, a hat and a mask walked out.

The man's exposed skin was extremely white, he was tall and thin, and he walked silently.

"Captain." The young man walked up to Si Cang. His voice came through the mask. It was cold, but sounded very polite.

Si Cang nodded slightly: "How is it?"

The young man said simply, "It's been cleaned up."

"Well, go back and have a good rest."

The young man nodded and left.

Duan Anluo's gaze followed him subconsciously, and he noticed that the edge of the black hat seemed... not so smooth?

There were two small protrusions, vaguely shaped like some animal's... ears? Horns?

Duan Anluo blinked, suspecting that he had seen it wrong.

After carefully sensing it, there was not a trace of demonic energy on the other party.

Just as Duan Anluo was pondering secretly, a white figure rushed out from the stairwell like lightning, jumped more than three meters high, and did a roundhouse kick in the air, aiming directly at the back of the head of the young man in black, with an astonishing speed!

Just as the sneak attack was about to succeed, the figure of the man in black who was walking normally just shook slightly, as if teleporting, and his figure was already five meters away, his movements so light that they seemed to have no weight.

The white shadow's attack missed, and he tapped the ground with one foot, using the force to bounce up again, and pounced forward again with a sharp sound of wind.

In an instant, the spacious hall became a battlefield between the two.

A white shadow kept attacking like a violent storm, while another black shadow drifted like a ghost, easily avoiding the white shadow every time when it was about to succeed in its sneak attack.

The two of them were moving faster and faster, leaving only a blurry afterimage in the air, making it impossible to see their movements clearly.

In the end, the two ended with a muffled sound.

The white shadow was kicked out and fell awkwardly on the smooth marble floor, sliding a long way before stopping.

The one who kicked the man was Si Cang.

Si Cang retracted his foot, his face expressionless as he coldly spat out one word: "Get lost!"

"Okay!" The white shadow on the ground jumped up, rubbed the place where he was kicked, ran two steps, and when he turned around, he saw Duan Anluo standing at the elevator door.

"Brother Duan!" Bai Ziyue's eyes lit up instantly, as if he had seen a savior. He ran back happily, complaining with a look of grievance: "The boss beat me up again! Why did he only beat me up? Why didn't he beat up that stuffy guy!"

"Because you owe it!" Duan Anluo didn't understand what "Mensao" meant, but it didn't stop him from standing on Si Cang's side. "I was walking peacefully, and you rushed out from the stairwell and kicked me in the back of the head. How dangerous."

Bai Ziyue was choked and speechless. Like a large dog abandoned by its owner, he squatted on the ground with grievance, unzipped his pants, and showed Duan Anluo the bruises on his lower back. "You all got tricked by him! Look, he specifically picked a place like this where I can't complain to kick me. He was really ruthless!"

Duan Anluo quickly turned his face away, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "You also know that this is not a place where you can complain, put your pants on properly."

Si Cang said with a cold face, "Why should I beat you instead of him? Because he knows that he will get beaten if he strikes in front of me."

Bai Ziyue muttered, "Who knew you'd come back at this time?"

Si Cang said disdainfully: "You can't beat him, can't you think of other ways?"

Duan Anluo tilted his head, what?

Si Cang still had no expression on his face, and the words he spoke became more and more frightening, "Assassination, sneak attack, poisoning, setting traps, seeking external assistance... Have you forgotten everything I said?"

"I haven't forgotten. As long as we don't hurt innocent people and don't kill our teammates, we can do whatever we want." Bai Ziyue looked at Duan Anluo with sparkling eyes, "Brother, can you team up with me?

The young man in black standing aside raised his eyebrows and looked at Duan Anluo with a hint of curiosity.

"Haha," Duan Anluo rubbed Bai Ziyue's head like he was rubbing a puppy, "You're dreaming."

He got into the elevator straight away. It was so hot, and instead of watching TV in the air-conditioned room, he went to fight? Was he crazy?

Bai Ziyue: "...Sister-in-law, you have changed!"

"What did he say?" Duan Anluo didn't hear clearly and wanted to go out to ask, but Si Cang held him back and said, "Don't worry about him. Ling Feng will beat him up and he will behave himself."

Duan Anluo couldn't understand this way of getting along. "Will nothing happen to them?"

Si Cang said firmly: "I won't die."

Duan Anluo understood that Si Cang’s thinking was: as long as he doesn’t die, he can do whatever he wants with the rest.

The elevator stopped at the top floor, and at this time, the president's assistant came out of another elevator.

Seeing Duan Anluo and Si Cang, the assistant nodded and greeted Si Cang, then enthusiastically shared with Duan Anluo, "The sweet and sour pork at lunch today was delicious, but it's almost gone. The boiled fish fillets were tender and smooth, the crispy meatballs were fragrant, the pea tips were very tender, and the abalone was very fresh, but they only gave two. Highly recommended. The braised prawns were a bit salty, not recommended."

Duan Anluo was moved and held the other person's hand, "A soulmate!"

"Oh, and the president is very angry now. He's been scratching his head all morning. Two people died last night. One had his heart ripped out, and the other was frightened to death. The little girl told everything and was especially grateful to the big brother who let her go. You have to be careful."

Duan Anluo sighed. How could that girl be so careless with her words that she could say such things?

"How did the president deal with it?"

"The man was holding a kitchen knife when he died. He must have had a mental problem. He cut open his stomach himself. His wife was frightened to death when she saw how brutal he was."

"Well done!" Duan Anluo gave a thumbs-up in appreciation. Just as he was about to praise him, the assistant said, "Your brother's secretary said that Mr. Duan will come to our place tomorrow morning at 9:00 AM and donate 3 million to protect the environment."

Duan Anluo breathed a sigh of relief. "Then let's go find the president after dinner. If we go too late, the sweet and sour pork will be gone."

The door to the president's office suddenly opened. The president, who was not wearing a wig, stared at them with a gloomy face, his resentment like a drowned ghost. "Duan Anluo, come in!"

Duan Anluo patted Si Cang's arm and whispered, "I'll go and trick him. You go and help me get some food. The sweet and sour pork is almost gone."

Under the president's resentful gaze, Si Cang lowered the corners of his mouth and said, "Okay."

Duan Anluo took a deep breath and said, "It's my turn to perform!"

After he went in, he obediently closed the door for the president, lowering his head as if he had made a mistake, but in fact his eyes were constantly peeking, wondering where the pillow he had brought last time was? He wondered if he would have the chance to use it this time.

The president said with a cold expression, "How did that little girl run away last night?"

"...I don't know. He disappeared as soon as I turned my head."

"You're with Si Cang, how could she run away? You should have thought before you lied to me!"

Duan Anluo was so frightened that he shrank his neck and dared not say a word. He was extremely well-behaved.

The president continued to mutter, "What if, after being stained with blood, her evil spirit becomes even stronger and she hurts others?"

"We'll definitely keep a close eye on him next time." Duan Anluo said seriously, "President, those things are no longer important. The master who uses evil magic to harm people is even more dangerous! I don't want the bonus, I will make amends and help you catch him!"

"you……"

"President, I'll go back and copy the rules three times. I admit my mistake!"

"I..." The president opened his mouth. What should he say?

"Uncle, do you know why she disappeared the moment I let her go?" Duan Anluo stepped forward and quietly took out the tea leaves hidden in his pocket. After opening the package, the entire president's office was instantly filled with the rich aroma of tea.

The president's eyes suddenly lit up, and all the resentment disappeared.

He whispered, "Where did you buy it?"

"Near the old street." It's about five kilometers away. "Si Cang bought it for you."

The president was shocked and moved, speechless for a moment. Si Cang actually... He just said that the child was cold on the surface, but he still cared about him in his heart.

Duan Anluo nodded solemnly, "He smelled it and went to buy it. When he turned around, the little girl was gone. You know him, he has a dull personality and was embarrassed to give it to you."

It was said that Si Cang bought it, which was a huge contrast to usual, and it was even more shocking to the president.

He said he bought it, obviously to curry favor with the president after making a mistake, but it didn't work.

The president was so moved that he put away the tea leaves, his eyes slightly moist. These children were all very kind to him. It was just a small mistake, wasn't it? He could just cover it up. Anyway, they were good at fighting, so they didn't let the little girl cause any big trouble.

Duan Anluo pressed on, "Uncle, my brother said he would donate money to us, conservatively estimated at three million."

The president asked in surprise, "Duan Antang is your brother?"

"Yeah, dear."

Even the young assistant can see it, uncle, how did you become the president?

Duan Anluo knew his elder brother well enough to know that he wouldn't just donate three million. He would use the money as bait, gradually luring the president in until he revealed everything he wanted to know. Only then would he give the money to the president. In the end, both parties were happy, each getting what they wanted, allowing them to collaborate again.

The president's expression became much better. "Mr. Duan is actually your brother. You can come tomorrow too."

"I told my family that I was painting here. They don't know about the resurrection of spiritual energy, nor do they know that I know metaphysics. You won't say that I've been exposed, right?"

The president patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, I'm a professional liar."

Duan Anluo was still worried, "My brother is very hard to deceive. He can detect the slightest clue."

I don’t know what level the stand-in brother is now. In the past, he could detect something wrong with just one glance, and his mind was so deep that it was scary.

The big brother we agreed to meet tomorrow should be nearby by now. He won't come at the agreed time and fight an unprepared battle.

Duan Anluo pointed at the bare wall behind the president and said, "President, I studied Chinese painting. How about I paint you a vast landscape? Or a bamboo forest?"

"Sure, anything is fine. Just give me a few more words." The president sniffed the tea and felt very happy. He had tea leaves, donations, and could even draw for him. Duan Anluo's handwriting was beautiful, so he must be good at painting.

"I'll draw it for you when my brother comes."

"Add two more walls for you and write a few words for me."

"Okay, wait a minute." Duan Anluo thought that painting one side would be enough, but three? Free labor can't be used like that.

As he was speaking, the assistant rushed in and said, "President, Mr. Duan's car has arrived at the gate. He was going to a meeting and happened to pass by us on the way back. He said he would increase the donation amount by another one million."

The president stood up excitedly and said, "Please come in!"

Duan Anluo's heart skipped a beat. As expected! When people are eating, they talk a lot, and you can pick up news on the way.

Big brother is big brother, anyone who looks like that is scary!

Fortunately he came back, otherwise it would be a disaster.

"Hurry! Where's the pen? Where's the ink?" Duan Anluo was panicked. He didn't even have time to eat. There was nothing here!

"President, please don't let anything slip!"

"Don't worry! No problem!"

When Duan Anlang was invited in, he saw Duan Anluo standing on a stool, holding a caliper in his hand, measuring the size of the wall, apparently preparing for painting.

Duan Anluo looked innocent, his acting was amazing: "Brother, why are you here?"

Duan Anjian raised his eyebrows. He was actually drawing?

But who would draw during mealtimes? Judging from the mental state of the other employees, this guild doesn't seem to be one that exploits its employees.

The author has something to say:

It’s too fat. I will dismantle it and develop it later to save you from waiting too long.