Chapter 102 My Shop Was Burned Down
Xia Rouxin didn't say what she wanted to say, and Xia Zhibai didn't ask any more questions. He opened the door and let her in.
After she explained her purpose, she was a little hesitant to look Xia Zhibai in the eye.
Xia Zhibai nodded thoughtfully, then hummed and said, "I see. Then let's leave it at that for now. I don't have time lately, so I won't hold it to save trouble."
After Xia Zhibai finished speaking, he saw Xia Rouxin's embarrassed face, chuckled, and then said: "Don't worry, I will talk to big brother, just send a notice."
This time, after she finished speaking, she looked at Xia Rouxin again. Seeing that she had no intention of leaving, she held onto the door frame, looked down at her and asked, "But is there anything else?"
"No, no, it's just that my brother is not well anymore, and we can't hold a family reunion party because we're afraid that my parents will be sad."
She bit her lip and explained softly.
"No, we are a family. Whether we get married or not, we are all related by blood." Xia Zhibai doesn't like to make trouble. More importantly, she needs to go to Director Lin every day. She has no time to attend the family recognition banquet.
She needs to earn more merits to convert into spiritual power.
This is the only way to protect your family.
Because when she was with Xia's father, she clearly felt that something was wrong, even Xia Wenkang felt it, but when she was with Xia's father, she didn't feel anything wrong.
The opponent is very strong!
"I'm going to rest. If you're okay, go and rest too." Xia Zhibai glanced at his lit phone and saw Su Yue sending him a message.
After seeing Xia Rouxin off, Xia Zhibai went to read the message sent by Su Yue.
"Sister Su, I still have some money on hand, please give it to charity."
Xia Zhibai sent the message, then thought about it and decided that he should call the old man as well.
Thinking of this, she looked for the old man's number in the Taoist temple on her phone again.
However, no matter how hard she looked, she couldn't find it.
After much thought, she could only search again based on the original owner's memory.
"Strange, why is there no information about the old man?" Xia Zhibai was a little surprised. There was some information, but the person in his memory was not clear.
"It seems the old man is also an expert!"
Xia Zhibai shook her head and finally put down her phone and waited for Su Yue to send her a message.
Su Yue had just finished participating in a charity event today, so she filmed today's event content and the poverty alleviation signing ceremony for Xia Zhibai.
Unexpectedly, she wanted to donate some more.
"Zhibai, how much money do you have left to donate? If it's a lot, I'll help you set up a foundation and have someone dedicated to running it. This way it will be convenient to check later."
Looking at the message sent by Su Yue, Xia Zhibai leaned back in the sofa and thought about it for a few seconds before he felt that it was feasible.
"Okay, I still have 50 million here. I'll give it to you later. Help me find someone to do this. If you need anything, tell me."
Xia Zhibai was thinking about the 100 million that Mo Nanfeng gave her. Once she spent the money, all she got back would be merit!
Worth it!
"Also, you know my hometown, don't use my righteousness to renovate my old man's Taoist temple so that he can live more comfortably."
Xia Zhibai couldn't find it, but Xia's father could find it, which means Su Yue could too.
It's the same if you let her do it.
Su Yue looked at the string of messages sent by Xia Zhibai and was really at a loss whether to laugh or cry. He wanted to build a Taoist temple for the benefactor who adopted him, but he couldn't even let the benefactor know. How stupid must the benefactor be?
Only this silly girl doesn't understand.
But she didn't say much, just replied with a "OK" and put her phone back.
Xia Zhibai rested in the room in the afternoon, registered a small account, and visited other metaphysical live broadcast rooms.
She still has no idea who wanted to kill her, and she is not sure whether the people who wanted to kill her are the same group who wanted to kill Mo Nanfeng.
"You need to earn more merit!"
Xia Zhibai visited the rooms of several anchors. There were not many who were serious about fortune-telling and feng shui. Almost everyone was just cleaning.
Until the evening, after dinner, she explained the situation to Xia's father and mother, went to the room, closed the door, put away her cell phone, and started broadcasting.
As soon as the broadcast started, the live broadcast room was instantly jammed.
"Master, the show is on time!"
“First, first!”
"I am number one!"
"Wow, the master is on air right on time!"
The viewers who came in first were frantically swiping the screen, while those who were squeezed in halfway were so worried that they closed the backend and tried to get in again.
If the signal is even worse, the game will crash directly.
Xia Zhibai saw several familiar IDs sending gifts and immediately stopped them, asking them to stop.
One is Gu Shaohe and the other is Song Jinchen.
Mo Nanfeng, on the other hand, remained quiet the entire time, only saying, "The Master is here, those who are destined to be with him, please connect quickly!"
Then I started to dive deeper, even deeper than those die-hard diving fans.
Xia Zhibai muttered in his heart:
I didn't ask you for a gift, and you didn't even say a word.
The first thing he did was to ask me to start working. He is definitely a big capitalist.
Despite complaining, she had a smile on her face and slowly said to the camera: "Hey, we're destined to be together. Let's connect first."
Her tone was as if she was asking, "Do you want a golden axe or a silver axe..."
Xia Zhibai no longer needs to send WeChat messages herself. After the connection, Su Yue will send a special payment code to that person, and then use the newly opened number to add those people, specifically for after-sales service.
Just as she finished speaking, the connection was actually connected, and a portrait of a middle-aged man appeared in the lower right corner. The man looked exhausted and his eyes were dull.
"Master, my shop was burned down. That's all my belongings!"
The man started complaining as soon as he opened his mouth, which surprised Xia Zhibai. He was the first one to be so proactive.
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