Chapter 9 Chapter 9 I'm lying down, don't disturb me.
Sang Wanwan held a spoon in her hand and looked at Han Zheng calmly. Although her purpose of setting up the stall was not to make money, she was still very welcome to have leeks delivered to her door.
Especially when she saw the faint aura of death lingering around Han Zheng, she immediately remembered the last time at the Xingchen Hotel, when the third son of the Chu family had eaten his fill and was still trying to go on an adventure.
She made a full 10 million from that guy.
If I remember correctly, the Han family is one of the three century-old Xuanmen families, and Han Zheng is the grandson of the main branch. The Han family must be more generous than Chu Tiancheng, right?
Thinking of this, Sang Wanwan gave Han Zheng a "loving" smile.
She is very patient with the leeks, especially when it comes to being able to squeeze more money out of them. After all, her goal is to make hundreds of millions for her villain husband.
Chi Junyu remained expressionless throughout, and looked at Han Zheng with a gloomy and indifferent look.
Tuan Tuan stood on tiptoe on a stool and leaned over the window of the dining car, glaring fiercely at the bad guy who wanted to steal his mother away.
The Lord God and the Lord God Space had planned hundreds of tortures in just a few seconds, planning to slice Han Zheng horizontally and vertically and feed him to dogs.
When Han Zheng met Sang Wanwan's gentle and calm eyes, he always had the illusion that he was the fragrant meat on the chopping board.
He shuddered for no apparent reason, goosebumps all over his body, but the feeling of being stared at by a scary thing still did not dissipate.
Mom, what's going on? Didn't he just mock Chi Junyu in a sarcastic way and even asked Sang Wanwan to divorce and marry him?
Clearly, only Chi Junyu and his four-year-old son were staring at him fiercely, but he always felt that there was something scarier hiding in the dark, spying on him and ready to jump out and chop him into pieces at any time.
Han Zheng has been good at eating, drinking and having fun since he was a child. He doesn't have any other skills. His only advantage is that he trusts his intuition and is flexible.
Just like now, the creepy feeling of being stared at made him feel like he was going to burp at any second.
Han Zheng's expression suddenly changed. His smile changed 360 degrees and became a "licking dog" smile. He said, "Brother Chi, I didn't expect you to do business here. I came here specially to buy a bowl of fish ball soup to support your independent entrepreneurship."
The other second-generation members opened their eyes wide, looking as if they had seen a ghost, and were so terrified that they were speechless.
Huh? Brother Chi? Buying fish ball soup? Supporting Chi Junyu's self-employment?
They couldn't believe that the man in front of them with a flattering look and tone was their boss.
Clearly, three minutes ago, the boss had laughed loudly and told them that he was going to go to Chi Junyu's stall to laugh at and vilify him, and to stir up trouble to avenge his past shame.
Chi Junyu's expression did not change at all, still staring at him with a dead look, "One?"
Han Zheng thinks Chi Junyu is even more terrifying than when he was the president.
He wiped the sweat from his forehead and held up two fingers, "Two...three servings, I want three servings of fish ball soup."
Sang Wanwan turned up the heat, and soon the water in the pot boiled. She smiled softly and said, "Three servings? Are you sure?"
Han Zheng was about to nod, but when he looked at Sang Wanwan through the rising mist and listened to the gurgling sound of boiling water in the pot, his heart suddenly skipped a beat.
Sang Wanwan was clearly smiling, her face was so beautiful that he couldn't take his eyes off her, and she spoke in a soft voice, but he inexplicably felt that Sang Wanwan was even more terrifying than Chi Junyu.
He was the kind of person who smiles but hides a knife behind his smile, which he had learned from books.
He couldn't help but shudder. After being driven out of the Chi and Sang families, could it be that the couple was so shocked that they couldn't accept reality and joined some weird organization afterwards? Why did they look so weird and creepy?
At this moment, Han Zheng was completely devastated and could no longer have the slightest interest in Sang Wanwan's stunning appearance.
He stood up straight, more upright than when facing the current ruler of the Han family, and said, "No, no, no, it's all covered. I'll buy all the food for your stall today."
Sang Wanwan smiled and said, "Okay."
Han Zheng was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he caught a glimpse of Chi Junyu's eyes, which were still cold and sharp, scraping at him like a knife.
He suddenly had an idea and said, "Sorry for the trouble, sister-in-law. Thank you for your hard work."
Then he looked at Chi Junyu again, "Thank you, Brother Chi."
After saying this this time, Han Zheng could clearly feel that the creepy gaze on him was gone.
He exhaled heavily and weakly grasped the person standing beside him.
The second generation, whose arm he was holding, had yellow hair and asked hesitantly in a low voice: "Boss, aren't we here to cause trouble?"
Han Zheng's face suddenly tensed up, and he frowned and said seriously: "Don't talk nonsense, we are all from the same circle, and we are obviously here to support Brother Chi and Sister-in-law's business."
He smiled ingratiatingly at Sang Wanwan's family of three.
Others: “…”
He spoke so majestically that they almost believed it.
After Sang Wanwan put the fish balls into the pot in batches, she put the already wrapped dumplings into the steamer.
Chi Junyu took out the takeaway box and turned on the rice cooker. Instantly, the rich aroma of rice wafted out.
He picked up the disposable bowls, scooped rice into them one bowl at a time and placed them on the table. Tuantuan picked up the lid and covered each bowl of rice.
The father and son divided the work and cooperated well.
"Gulp."
Among the nine people, someone's stomach rumbled, and several of them couldn't help but twitch their noses.
No, this is really the taste of white rice?
Before they could react, the aroma of the first pot of cooked fish balls wafted out. This time, the "gurgling" sound became louder.
After all 100 servings of fish ball soup, 100 servings of steamed dumplings, and 50 servings of spirit rice were packed, Han Zheng wanted to leave immediately.
However, he was stopped.
Sang Wanwan smiled gently, "I see your forehead is black, you will definitely have a bloody disaster today, so I decided to sell you an amulet."
Listening to this familiar charlatan's words, Han Zheng was silent.
It's confirmed that this couple must have joined a strange organization. Could it be that they were kicked out of the rich family and their life was too difficult, which caused something wrong with their brains?
Han Zheng glanced at Chi Junyu and was frightened by his cold face. He looked away and met Sang Wanwan's smiling eyes again.
...even more terrifying.
Han Zheng trembled and said, "Okay, okay, I'll buy it, I'll buy it."
Sang Wanwan took out the paper she had prepared long ago.
She carefully planned her own business, setting up a stall, opening an online store, and solving ghost and supernatural incidents.
Ever since she made 10 million by saving Chu Tiancheng's son at the Xingchen Hotel last time, she has listed all these wealthy people as her target group.
After all, this is a world derived from ghost novels, and there will definitely be many opportunities to make money in the future.
Look, after half a month, another big business came to our door.
Sang Wanwan took out a piece of cut white paper that couldn't be more ordinary, uncapped the pen, raised her hand and quickly wrote the three words "amulet" on the paper.
The three words "Amulet" written on the white paper emitted a faint golden light that was invisible to the human eye.
She folded the paper into a triangle shape and passed it to me: "This is NT$10,000. You'd better wear it close to your body and don't let it leave you more than one meter away."
Han Zheng, who was watching her making the amulet casually, said: "..."
This really made him feel like a sucker, but he didn't dare not buy it.
Han Zheng took the amulet, took out his mobile phone to scan the code and paid 10,000 yuan, then ran away as if his butt was on fire.
He decided to avoid this couple next time he met them.
When I got back to the sports car, I immediately saw the cutlery boxes piled on the passenger seat, and a strange aroma rushed into my nose.
Han Zheng swallowed and picked up a bowl of fish ball soup.
He actually doesn't like eating seafood. No matter how clean it is prepared or how high-quality the seafood ingredients are, he thinks it has a weird taste.
But this bowl of fish ball soup in front of me is so delicious.
Han Zheng scooped up a fish ball and took a tentative bite.
then:"!!!"
Why is it so delicious?!
By the time he reacted, the entire bowl of fish ball soup had already fallen into his stomach.
Han Zheng picked up another bowl of fish ball soup.
As he ate voraciously, he thought that Chi Junyu was indeed the business genius his father always talked about. Even the things he sold at a stall when he was down and out were incredibly delicious.
…
After all the items were sold, Sang Wanwan was quite satisfied when she saw the 20,000 yuan deposited into her account.
After finishing dinner in the dining car, the family of three packed up and went home.
After returning home, Sang Wanwan gave her son a bath first as per custom, and Chi Junyu ran back to the study.
At this moment, he was thinking about how Sang Wanwan kissed him today. His heart was beating fast and he couldn't suppress his joy.
With no one to share this joy with, Chi Junyu could only say to the Lord God: "She kissed me and smiled at me. Do you think she likes me a little bit?"
The Lord God couldn't bear to see him like this, so he poured cold water on him: ["Wake up, you are not only a pauper now, but also a cripple."]
Chi Junyu had been ridiculed by him many times, and gradually became immune to it. He said, "But she kissed me."
The Lord God didn't want to pay attention to him.
Chi Junyu: "You don't understand. She even smiled at me. She has never smiled at me so beautifully before."
The Lord God: “…” This worthless love brain.
Chi Junyu was a little nervous: "Do you think she really likes me?"
The Lord said nothing.
Chi Junyu sneered: "Don't you like talking? Why are you so dumb now?"
Lord God: [“Already lying down, do not disturb.”]
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At eleven o'clock at night, a thin layer of fog suddenly rose outside a luxurious villa on the outskirts of Yanjing. The space seemed to fold, and the entire villa disappeared in a very short time.
In the villa, a group of young men and women were drinking and having fun.
Han Zheng was sitting alone on the balcony, eating a bowl of rice with a look of satisfaction on his face.
Just after he finished eating, he heard the sound of "thump, thump, thump", which was the sound of high heels stepping on tiles.
Han Zheng raised his head and glanced casually, and saw a dirty woman walking in from outside.
She looked as if she had just crawled out of the ground. Her entire body was covered in dark brown mud from head to toe, and pieces of mud kept falling off her body as she walked in.
And in those fallen mud blocks, there were clumps of white things wriggling, like maggots.
The woman stopped and spoke softly, "Have you seen my twin babies?"
Han Zheng's heart skipped a beat, and he thought he smelled a disgusting stench of decay and corpse.