Chapter 78 They gave us way too much!!!

One minute later, Zhang Yiming and the female ghost knelt neatly in front of Zhang Mo.

Wu Yun had already gone to the front hall and locked the shop door from the inside. Then he stood with his hands on his hips at the door of the conference room, making it clear that no one was leaving until things were made clear today.

Zhang Yiming vehemently admitted his mistake: "I'm sorry, Master, we were wrong."

The female ghost sobbed, "I just wanted to help my brother earn some money, I've never harmed anyone!"

Zhang Mo elegantly rested her chin on one hand: "Don't shout nonsense, I'm not a master."

Zhang Yiming quickly corrected himself, "Great God! Immortal! Boss!!!"

Zhang Mo: "Come on, start with the relationships and motivations behind your actions. Tell me properly, what did you do with my money?"

Lang Xing scratched his head and looked at Lang Yue, his eyes seemingly asking silently: How did this become her money?

Lang Yue shrugged: Whatever she says goes.

Jiang Mian, on the other hand, was immersed in melancholy, thinking, "How did I mess things up again?"

Wu Yun: I don't understand, but everything the boss says is right.

Zhang Yiming took a deep breath and slowly said, "My original name is Liu Yiming, and my sister's name is Zhang Youxuan. We are a blended family. When I was 7 years old, my mother married my father, and I later changed my surname to Zhang."

Zhang Youxuan gently wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes and continued, picking up where her brother left off: "My father is a descendant of Zhang Tianshi, and he was a very famous feng shui master in our area. Our family was living a very happy life until one time when my father went to help a rich man with feng shui and accidentally broke a formation, releasing an evil spirit that was being suppressed below."

That very night, the evil spirits began their revenge, killing not only the wealthy family but also our entire family.

"Except for my brother, who was away at university and never came back, the three of us in the family were burned to death..."

Lang Xing asked, "Huh? You're dead? If you're dead, why didn't you reincarnate?"

Zhang Youxuan: "The ghost messengers said that my fate should not have been like this. Someone stole my life, and since I was also worried about my brother, they let me go and allowed me to stay in the human world for the time being."

That's interesting. Zhang Mo asked, "Have you found the culprit?"

Zhang Yiming shook his head with a look of disappointment: "Neither of us has any talent for feng shui or metaphysics, and we still don't know the identity of that evil spirit." Fortunately, the evil spirit has not reappeared, which is probably the best of luck amidst misfortune.

Zhang Youxuan: "And we also have to busy ourselves with paying back the money."

"What money are you going to pay back?"

When this topic came up, Zhang Youxuan became even more upset: "That fire also affected all the houses in the neighborhood."

The police investigation concluded that the fire started in my father's study, where a large amount of incense, candles, and paper money were stored. They then concluded that my father had accidentally set fire to the furniture while engaging in feudal superstitious activities.

The insurance company rejected the neighbors' claims, so they all came to the brother demanding compensation!

Zhang Yiming: "I was a freshman in college at the time, and I didn't have the money to pay compensation. The villagers dug up the Zhang family's ancestral graves and demanded that I pay money to redeem my parents' ashes... I had no choice but to drop out of school and work as a middleman to earn money."

I know their actions were extreme, but it's true that our family has dragged others down with us. As long as I live, I must repay this debt. My stepfather has been very good to me; I can't let the Zhang family be disgraced in the village.

He was incompetent, unable to find the evil spirits, help his parents, or save his sister. All he could do was earn money to salvage the last bit of dignity for his family.

"......"

This is terrible; it's truly a case of misfortunes never coming singly, with rain mixed with snow turning into a storm.

Jiang Mian looked sympathetic and asked softly, "How much compensation will we have to pay?"

Zhang Yiming replied with a bitter face, "A full 5 million."

Zhang Mo said leisurely, "Then, right after you became a middleman, you met two suckers and managed to get 5 million from them?"

Zhang Yiming waved his hands repeatedly and explained urgently, "No, no, I swear to God! I really didn't ask them for money! I did say that it would be more convenient to pay a little more at once, but what I meant was that they should pay for six months at a time."

I never expected them to transfer 5 million to me so suddenly!!!

“I never dare to touch the principal; I only dare to send the money I earn back to the village. I know that sooner or later someone will come to collect it.” Zhang Yiming said with a mournful expression, unable to help but complain, “Mr. Zhang, you should know your father and that Uncle Jiang a little. They are indeed a bit too… how should I put it… innocent… or rather, straightforward?”

Zhang Mo knew he was trying hard to choose his words, so she stated the facts expressionlessly: "I don't get along with him."

"Stupid! Absolutely stupid!" Zhang Yiming practically shouted, overwhelmed with emotion. "These two old men are incredibly foolish! Not only are they foolish, but they're also incredibly wealthy! I truly never intended to cheat them, but they gave me just too much!!!"

Jiang Mian: "......"

Wu Yun patted Jiang Mian's shoulder reassuringly.

The Lang brothers, Lang Xing and Lang Yue, grinned broadly, showing their big teeth as they laughed heartily.

After being scolded like that, Zhang Mo felt much better.

Considering that he had insulted Wang Heng, Zhang Mo decided to give him another chance.

"Alright, I can barely accept your motives. Now let's talk about your money-making results. I heard what that young lady said: 6 million in cash. Besides that, there must be something else, right? What exactly do you do to make so much money?"

Zhang Yiming hesitated for a moment, then slowly uttered a few words: "It's... selling haunted houses."

As soon as those two words were uttered, Zhang Mo understood completely.

"The older brother is in charge of finding properties, and the younger sister is in charge of negotiating with the ghosts. Buying low and selling high, that's quite an idea," Zhang Mo said with a half-smile.

Zhang Yiming said somewhat embarrassedly, "Actually, most houses where people have died are not haunted; it's just people's imaginations. I just need to pretend to perform a ritual to put the buyers at ease."

Only a very small portion of them contain ghosts, and as long as they are not vengeful spirits of those who died violent deaths, they can be communicated with.

For example, last month we handled a case where the ghost of an elderly woman refused to leave, simply because she had a bankbook hidden under a cabinet that her children couldn't find. After a brief conversation, we explained the situation to her children, and she immediately passed away peacefully.

Speaking of this, Zhang Mo suddenly remembered that she also owned a haunted house. It was the house where Tao Yuan died. Ouyang Yuanzhong gave it to Han Xiao, and now Han Xiao had given it to her.

She's been so busy lately that she hasn't had time to deal with the house.

She had promised Tao Yuan's ghost that half the money from selling the house would go to his parents.

That's good, this time we've finally met a professional.

Just as Zhang Yiming said, the key point is never whether there are ghosts in the house or not, but to make the buyer feel that there are no ghosts in the house.

“Mr. Zhang, since we’ve come this far, I won’t beat around the bush anymore. I only have one haunted house left that I haven’t sold yet. I bought it for 500,000 yuan, and if I can get rid of the ghosts inside, I can sell it for at least 2 million yuan. I’ve already paid back 3 million yuan to the village, and once I sell this one, I’ll have paid it all off!”

Zhang Mo: "So?"

Zhang Yiming: "The problem is that the ghost in this house refuses to leave no matter what we say."

It was a family of three who were murdered during a home invasion robbery, and the real killer has still not been caught. They said they would not leave until the murderer is found.

I can tell at a glance that Mr. Zhang is very capable. Please help me resolve this last order.

I'm willing to give you all of my 6 million!

That way he can pay off all the debts in the village! He will no longer owe anyone anything!

Zhang Mo: "Okay, I can go and take a look. But I have one condition after it's done."

Zhang Yiming: "Please go ahead, Mr. Zhang."

Zhang Mo: "Are you interested in working for our company?"