The Ghost King is in trouble (Part 2) "Thank you!"...

I thought that after I handed the Ghost Emperor over to the country, I would be able to have some free time, but I didn't expect that a male ghost would appear in my house the next day.

This male ghost was very tall, with strong features and eyebrows, and he was wearing a mink coat. He walked like a dragon or a tiger, with a murderous aura of swift and decisiveness.

He looked me up and down with interest, the aggression in his eyes was self-evident.

I haven’t picked up anything weird lately. “Why are you here?”

The man scratched his hair and sat down on the sofa next to me nonchalantly. "I don't know. I have no memory. I was here when I woke up."

"I feel happy when I see you. Follow me and I will protect you."

"Are you from Province D?"

The man opened his eyes wide in surprise, "How did you know? I thought my sister also had an accent."

“…”

I stared at his face, and the more I looked, the more familiar it seemed.

After comparing the photos on the smart brain, it was found that he was 70% similar to the steel tycoon from Province D, especially his sharp eyes, which looked like they were carved from the same mold.

I have always maintained business cooperation with the steel tycoon.

The pen turned around my fingertips twice and I dialed his number.

Two days later.

The steel tycoon held a small bottle of eye drops in his hand and looked at me suspiciously, "Hey, President, you called me all the way here to discuss something urgent, and you gave me a small bottle of eye drops? No, what do you mean?"

"This is a special supply from the country. I only have two bottles here. This one is for you. Try it."

I picked up the teacup and smiled.

Ten minutes later, the steel tycoon knelt down in front of the man, crying bitterly, "Grandpa, my dear grandpa, your grandson misses you so much!"

The tycoon showed his true emotions and cried for the whole morning. Perhaps because of their blood connection, seeing his grandson crying like this, his memory was awakened and the grandfather and grandson hugged each other.

We had lunch at the restaurant which I own. It was kept confidential. In front of the steel tycoon and I were the dishes, and in front of the man were incense and candles that I bought specially from a special department.

The steel tycoon raised his glass to me and said, "Thank you so much. If nothing else, I'll make you my friend just for finding my grandfather! I'll give you a 3% discount on this business. I guess you're tired of eating the swimming crabs and the like. If you come to Province D, I'll treat you to our special dishes: chicken stewed with matsutake mushrooms, forest frogs, silkworm pupae, river fish, and pork elbows!"

His grandfather's eyes widened in anger. "You little bastard, you only serve these few dishes to your grandfather's lifesaver. If you don't think it's shabby, I do! Bring me those bear paws, deer antlers, and tiger penises! And what about the chicken stewed with matsutake mushrooms? Serve grandpa the flying dragon stewed with matsutake mushrooms!"

The tycoon was ashamed and said, "Grandpa, you've been gone for too long. Our country doesn't allow us to eat those things. If we eat them, we will be easily imprisoned."

…

The steel tycoon took his grandfather away. After his grandfather found out that I was seven or eight years younger than his grandson, the way he looked at me was completely filled with love and praise as if he were looking at a grandchild.

The two of them boarded the helicopter as I watched them leave, and they waved to me before leaving.

"Thank you, O!"

After I sent the two away, I returned home and found that there was another male ghost in the house.

After sending away the two ghosts, dealing with the male ghost that appeared in my house became a piece of cake. I flipped through the phone book and found the phone number of a boss in H Province.

Half a day later, I saw off the president of Province H and his great-grandfather, and gained a new business with the other party giving me a two percentage point discount. On the way back, I met the great-grandmother of the female president of Province W.

I thought for a moment and called my assistant.

“Tell the foundation to use the new business to negotiate with special national departments about the supply of special products.”

"Okay, President. How should we name this business?"

"Just ask... Old Ancestor, please stay."

I think your ancestor has a connection with me.

…

Half a month later, more and more ancestors were found. They were a little bored staying at home all day, so I took advantage of the situation and cooperated with relevant state departments to launch a new tourism business - Where Are the Ancestors?

At the same time, I also learned from them that they suddenly woke up one day after their death, and after waking up, they were not far from me. A voice in the dark told them to win my favor and preferably make me fall in love with them.

The strange thing is that they all firmly believe that they are the Ghost King.

Perhaps these old ghosts had been almost consumed, so one day, I opened the door and found that the person sitting at the dining table in the living room was not an adult, but a little ghost who looked only three or four years old.

The little ghost looked thin and small. There was no flesh on his small face, so his eyes looked even bigger. He was wearing the clothes he wore when he was alive, which were tattered and thin. When I saw him, he was drooling at a plate of fruit on the dining table.

When he saw me, he jumped under the table and curled up like a frightened cat.

This is a posture that often gets you beaten.

I frowned.

Such a young child is also a raider?

But if you think about it carefully, if a dog can be a raider, then it is not surprising that a child can be a raider.

I lit three incense sticks and let the child eat by himself. He was probably very hungry. He looked at me quietly for a while, and when he found that I had no intention of hitting him, he walked carefully to the incense.

Children’s psychology is very simple, just like that of small animals. After he was full, he probably thought that I was not a bad person, so he walked to my side cautiously.

I asked, "Why, do you also need to gain my love and make me fall in love with you?"

I feel a bit beastly even when I say this.

The child looked at me timidly, then shook his head, "No, as long as you treat me as your own child and love me, I will become a ghost king and you can go home."

I asked him who told him, but the kid didn't know the answer.

He stood awkwardly in front of me, with his head lowered, as if waiting for someone's judgment.

"Do you remember what happened before?"

The child said, "I remember a little bit. I went out to play and a grandma took me away. Then I couldn't go home. The people there beat me and didn't give me food. I wanted to go home..."

After all, he was still a child, and he started crying as he spoke.

He cried without making any sound, but bit his lip tightly, as if afraid that someone would hear his crying, and his tears fell one by one.

"Brother, I will be very good. Can you like me? I want to go home. I miss my parents."

"No." There's no way I could be sincere to a Captor.

"But maybe I can help you get home."

I took out my sketchpad and started drawing for him.

As a top president, I am extremely talented. Not only have I made achievements in business, but I am also very good at painting, musical instruments, sports and other fields. A portrait is no problem for me.

After I finished drawing this child, I sent it to my assistant and asked him to look up some information about the child.

Not long after, the assistant gave me feedback.

It was pretty much as expected. The child was abducted a few years ago, and the missing person notice for the child is still online.

"I can take you to find your biological parents, but you have to do me a favor."

Half a month later, the human trafficking gang was eradicated, and the number of criminals involved was as high as thousands.

All were caught.

After the dust settled, I took the child to find his parents.

After putting eye drops in his eyes, his parents looked at their child and cried until they almost fainted.

I can't love him as much as I would my own son, but I can send him to his real parents.

His parents love him very much.