Chapter 091 The Ninety-first Melon
After the winter solstice, Gu Xicao went to work at the Divine Calculation Office.
As soon as we opened for business, customers came.
Wang Laoshi went out to greet them and suddenly called out in surprise, "Miss Liu? Why are you here?"
Gu Xicao thought this sounded like a regular customer, so he pushed open the door and walked out. It turned out to be an acquaintance, Liu Suxiang, who had almost sold her house before.
"Master Gu, long time no see!" Liu Suxiang came in with a girl and greeted Gu Xicao with a smile as soon as she came in.
The girl looked to be about the same age as Liu Suxiang. She was dressed very beautifully. When she saw Gu Xicao, her eyes sparkled with curiosity.
"Ms. Liu, it's been a while since we last met. It seems like everything is going well lately." Gu Xicao invited them into the office and asked Wang Laoshi to make tea. She smiled and asked, "You came here today because Miss Deng beside you needs something, right?"
Deng Xiangcao's eyes widened and she leaned forward, looking at Liu Suxiang and then at Gu Xicao. She said to Liu Suxiang in surprise, "Didn't you tell her we would come?"
Liu Suxiang was helpless and spread her hands. "We decided to come here this morning. Why would I tell you in advance? I told you that Master Gu is really capable. I'm afraid Master Gu already knows why we're here, not to mention your last name."
Deng Xiangcao blinked and tilted her head in confusion, "Really? Then Master, can you tell me why we are here this time?"
Wang Laoshi brought in tea.
Gu Xicao picked up the tea and took a sip. "Ms. Deng must have come here this time for the same reason as Miss Liu did before, also for the house."
Deng Xiangcao was amazed. "You are right. I came here because Suxiang mentioned what happened to her family. We also encountered a similar situation."
"You have a famous painting at home, too?"
Wang Laoshi joked and said.
Deng Xiangcao smiled and said, "It would be nice if we had one, but we don't have one. My parents finally saved up the down payment for this house ten years ago. It cost over NT$500,000 back then, and now the price has risen to over NT$1 million. My parents had no intention of selling the house, after all, it's not easy to buy a new one, but recently a wealthy man from Malaysia suddenly said he was interested in my house, saying that my house has good feng shui and will bring him good fortune, so he specifically wanted to buy my house."
As Wang Laoshi listened, he felt that something was not right.
He touched his chin hesitantly: "He came from Malaysia, and he said it was for your family's Feng Shui?"
"Yeah, I don't know what's good about our feng shui. Anyway, we've lived here for more than ten years and it's just like this." Deng Xiangcao is very cheerful. She said self-deprecatingly, "Like me, I started working after Form 5. My parents worked for more than ten years but didn't make a fortune. If our feng shui is really good, then why is there no one in our family who has a bright future?"
Gu Xicao couldn't help but look up to Deng Xiangcao.
Although most people in the world are ordinary, there are still a few who are so clear-headed.
"So you came to see me?"
"That's right. I heard from Su Xiang that you helped her family find a famous calligraphy and painting at home. I think although my family doesn't have any famous calligraphy and painting, there may be other treasures."
Deng Xiangcao took out 188 from her bag and handed it to Gu Xicao.
Gu Xicao took the money but frowned slightly.
Deng Xiangcao looked at her face, which was a little nervous. "Master Gu, what's going on in our family?"
Gu Xicao hesitated for a moment and said, "If you want me to give you a suggestion, then my advice is to call the police."
ah?
Deng Xiangcao and Liu Suxiang were both stunned.
The two best friends looked at each other.
Liu Suxiang patted the back of Deng Xiangcao's hand soothingly, and said to Gu Xicao, "Master Gu, is there something wrong with that Malaysian tycoon?"
Gu Xicao said: "This is a big problem. That man has killed someone before. The reason he wants your house is because your house contains a body that he buried."
murderer?
Corpse?
These two pieces of news stunned Deng Xiangcao and Liu Suxiang.
Before they came, the two had discussed that there might be some treasures hidden in Deng Xiangcao's house, but they didn't know.
Who would have thought that, while the treasure was not there, there was a corpse!
"No, that's impossible. That rich man looks very kind and gentle."
Deng Xiangcao's subconscious reaction was to shake her head in denial.
But gradually, her face became unsightly and cold sweat appeared on her forehead.
Seeing her best friend like this, Liu Suxiang couldn't help but worry, "What's wrong?"
Deng Xiangcao grabbed Liu Suxiang's hand, her lips trembling, "He, he made an appointment with my parents to come and see the house today."
"Looking at a house? Today?"
Liu Suxiang was stunned, with an anxious look on her face, "Will it be now?"
Deng Xiangcao looked helpless, "It was this morning. If he is really a murderer, then we should do this!"
"Don't panic yet."
Gu Xicao immediately transferred the call to Deng Xiangcao, "Call your parents first and tell them that you are bringing friends back to help, and ask them not to rush to agree to sell the house or anything like that."
Deng Xiangcao picked up the phone subconsciously, but couldn't help wondering, "Master Gu, aren't you going to tell my parents that this guy might be a murderer?"
Gu Xicao said, "I just told you about this, but you were skeptical. Your parents know about this over the phone, will they believe it? They might even tell that Malaysian tycoon about it as a joke, and then we'll be in big trouble if we alert him. It's better not to tell him."
Liu Suxiang thought it made sense and nodded to Deng Xiangcao, "Just listen to Master Gu. Don't tell your parents yet. Keep them calm. We'll go there now."
"Okay, okay." Deng Xiangcao nodded subconsciously.
She dialed the phone and told her parents what Gu Xicao had instructed. Sure enough, Mr. and Mrs. Deng didn't think much about it and agreed directly.
Deng's mother also asked: "Your friend came with you, which friend, and what does he do?"
"This..." Deng Xiangcao hesitated for a moment, then raised her eyelids and looked at Gu Xicao.
Gu Xicao said: "Just say he's a lawyer."
Deng Xiangcao said hurriedly, "He's a lawyer. He's very capable. Dad and Mom, don't rush to sell it, or we will be the ones who suffer."
Mother Deng glanced at Father Deng.
Father Deng held the microphone and said, "Don't worry, we will definitely wait for you to come back to discuss the price."
Having a lawyer to help watch over it is definitely more reliable than negotiating it yourself!
Deng's father hung up the phone. Malaysian tycoon Zhao Jiaming looked at him and said, "Mr. Deng, what's the matter? Do you want to wait for your daughter to come back before discussing business? I don't think it's necessary. You are the parents, so why don't you make your own decisions?"
The agent next to him also urged, "Yes, Mr. Deng, Mrs. Deng, you two should stop dragging your feet. The price offered by Boss Zhao is the highest in Hong Kong. He is willing to pay two million for your house. You should be laughing secretly. This deal is unavailable in Hong Kong!"
Mrs. Deng was a little hesitant.
Seeing that she was relenting, the agent hurriedly said, "Besides, Mr. Zhao is very busy with his business. He has so many deals in Malaysia that he can't handle it all. He will be flying back to Malaysia at noon. You guys are fine, but you insist on asking him to wait here for your daughter to come back. Isn't that a waste of his time?"
Zhao Jiaming was wearing a suit and drinking tea. Hearing this, he waved his hand and said, "It's okay to miss the plane and change to the next one, but I think that we are all Chinese and should be honest in doing business. I am very sincere on this side, and you know it. If the Feng Shui master hadn't said that the Feng Shui of your house is good for me, I would not consider buying your unit. But since I am sincere on this side, you should also show some expression. We were all talking well before, why do you suddenly have to wait for your daughter to come back?"
He paused here, put down the teacup, and said, "You don't want to ask for too much, or you want to go back on your word, do you?"
"No, really not, we are..."
Seeing that Zhao Jiaming seemed angry, Deng's mother couldn't help but feel a little worried, and hurriedly stood up, "Boss Zhao, we don't mean that. Please wait a little longer, it will be fine in a while."
"A moment, how long do you have to wait?"
Zhao Jiaming frowned, raised his wrist and looked at his watch, "Everyone was talking well today, and I had prepared the check for you, but you suddenly changed your mind and said you wanted to wait for your daughter to come back. I think you have no sincerity at all, so forget it!"
After Zhao Jiaming finished speaking, he stood up and nodded to the agent: "Xiao Wu, I'm so sorry to bother you today. This red envelope is just a token of my appreciation. We will work together again next time."
He took out a red envelope from his pocket and handed it to the agent.
The red envelope was very thick, and it was obvious at a glance that there was a lot of stuff inside.
Although the agent was pleasantly surprised, he was even more reluctant to give up this deal. He looked at Deng's father and mother with dissatisfaction, "Mr. Deng and Mrs. Deng, why are you doing this? You have already earned a lot from the current price, why are you still so greedy? If you miss this deal, I tell you, you will never get this price again."
There was obvious urging in his words.
Deng's father and mother looked at each other, somewhat hesitant.
Seeing them like this, Zhao Jiaming rolled his eyes and put his hands in his pockets, "Forget it, just consider that I have no fate with this house. I'm leaving first."
After he said this, he really raised his foot to leave.
Deng's father and mother suddenly became anxious.
Father Deng said quickly: "Let's sign it, sign it now!"
Zhao Jiaming smiled with his back to the crowd.
He turned around and frowned hesitantly, "Mr. Deng, are you really going to sign this? Are you kidding me?"
"No, of course not." Father Deng rubbed his hands. "Look, you brought the contract with you. Let's sign it now and you give us the check. The payment will be settled and everyone will be happy."
The agent was overjoyed, smiling, and clapped his hands, saying, "That's how it has to be. Originally, everyone was happy with this deal. You got the money, and Boss Zhao got the lucky house. Everyone got what they wanted, but you insisted on pretending. Now that you've thought it through, everyone will be happy."
The agent hurriedly took out the prepared contract from his briefcase and said, "Look, the contract is right here. Just sign it."
Right now.
Gu Xicao, Deng Xiangcao and others had just got off the car and were about to go upstairs.
Gu Xicao suddenly frowned and said to Deng Xiangcao, "It's too late. Your parents want to sign."
Deng Xiangcao was stunned. "Then, what should we do? Master, please help me!"
Gu Xicao was climbing the stairs, looking left and right, when suddenly her eyes caught sight of the fire alarm device in the corridor.
She looked at Deng Xiangcao, "Are you willing to take the risk to help your parents?"
Deng Xiangcao was stunned.
She followed the direction of Gu Xicao's gaze and saw the fire alarm device.
Deng's father was very cautious. Although he agreed to sign, he still went over the contract carefully with Deng's mother first and read every clause.
The agent was a little impatient and urged: "What's so good about it, Mr. Deng? These contracts are all the same. Our company is so big, how can we cheat you?"
Father Deng smiled awkwardly, and said sheepishly, "We have worked hard all our lives to buy this house, so we just have to be careful."
The agent curled his lips, a look of disdain on his face.
Zhao Jiaming said generously: "It doesn't matter, you can just watch it. Anyway, I have a clear conscience and I am not afraid of you watching."
After he said that, Mr. and Mrs. Deng were reluctant to look at it any further.
Father Deng took off the pen cap and said, "Then I'll sign here."
“Sign it. People who own houses worth over 10 million yuan aren’t as fussy as you.” The agent said sarcastically.
Mother Deng couldn't help but say, "That person is rich, of course he doesn't care, but we are poor, how can we not see clearly!"
Deng's father hurriedly stopped Deng's mother and said, "Don't make a fuss. I'll sign it."
He was just about to put pen to paper when suddenly the alarm rang in the corridor and there was a commotion upstairs and downstairs.
Deng's mother didn't react at first. After a while, she heard someone shouting "fire!" and then she came to her senses and hurriedly pulled Deng's father out, "Old man, run! There's a fire!"
What?
On Fire?
Mr. Deng didn't bother to sign, and hurriedly ran to the corridor with his wife in slippers.
People from other rooms also came out and looked around in the corridor.
Someone asked, "Who shouted 'fire' just now? Where is the fire?"
yes!
Everyone who ran out looked around, but there was no smoke anywhere.
"Oh my, could it be that someone's naughty kid is playing with that alarm again?"
The neighbor was holding a biscuit box in his arms and cursing.
After the agent and Zhao Jiaming ran out, they were speechless when they heard these words.
The agent found Deng's parents and said, "Mr. Deng and Mrs. Deng, since this is not a real candle, please don't waste any more time. Sign quickly and get it done. Mr. Zhao still needs to catch a plane."
“I can’t sign it!”
A shout came from the corridor.
Deng Xiangcao climbed up the stairs panting. When she saw her father was about to take the contract, she didn't even take a rest and yelled loudly.
Father Deng was startled and looked back. The person running towards him with sweat all over his forehead was not their daughter, so who else could it be?
"Daughter, why are you sweating all over? Are you so tired?" Deng's mother took a handkerchief to wipe Deng Xiangcao's sweat.
Deng Xiangcao was out of breath and exhausted. She rested her hands on her knees and said weakly, "How dare you say that? I just called you and told you to wait until we come back before signing the contract. Why did you sign it in advance? Fortunately, Master Gu asked me to press the alarm, otherwise you would have signed your name by now."
"What?" The neighbors got angry when they heard this.
A housewife pointed at Deng Xiangcao and scolded, "Xiangcao, you are such a grown-up, why are you still fooling around like a child? Can you just press the alarm randomly? You almost scared everyone to death!"
"That's right. We were cooking just now, but when we heard the alarm, we didn't dare to continue cooking and ran out. And you said you were just joking!" An old man also glared at Deng Xiangcao angrily.
Deng Xiangcao waved her hands quickly, "I'm going to compensate you first, but I'm not kidding this time, I really have something important to do."
"What's the important matter? It scared us so much!" The uncles and housewives looked at Deng Xiangcao with dissatisfaction.
Mother Deng pulled Deng Xiangcao and whispered, "Why are you making such a fuss? You can make fun of other things, but can you make fun of something like this?"
"Mom, what I'm talking about is what you signed the contract to do!"
Deng Xiangcao looked at her parents helplessly. If her parents had not refused to listen to her advice, would she have had to resort to this trick?
She looked at Zhao Jiaming, "Boss Zhao, why did you come to buy our house for no reason?"
Gu Xicao and his group also rushed upstairs at this time.
Zhao Jiaming met Deng Xiangcao's questioning eyes and said confidently and calmly, "Why? It's just for your family's feng shui. Otherwise, what can I plot against your family?"
The agent also chimed in, "That's right. Mr. Zhao is a wealthy man with plenty of money. Why would he worry about your family? Mr. and Mrs. Deng, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but your daughter is too ignorant! You gave birth to a daughter, but didn't discipline her properly, and she behaved like this!"
Deng's father and mother looked a little embarrassed.
Deng Xiangcao was furious. "What did you say? If you don't know the situation, don't talk nonsense. This Boss Zhao bought our house. Maybe he has some shameful reasons!"
Zhao Jiaming's pupils trembled and his fingers twitched.
He looked at Deng Xiangcao, feeling somewhat suspicious, fearful and uneasy.
Clearly no one knew what he had done, so what was wrong with this little girl!
"What a shameful reason!"
The agent was so angry that he couldn't point at Deng Xiangcao and scold her, so he looked at Deng's father and mother and said, "Are you two sincere about selling the house? If you don't sell it to Boss Zhao, I don't know where you can get such a good price!"
"Sell, of course we will sell!"
Father Deng became anxious and winked at Deng Xiangcao, signaling her to go aside.
Deng Xiangcao was very determined, "No, you can't sell it!"
"Are you going to sell it or not?" The agent was so angry that he was about to explode.
Deng's father hurriedly said to Deng Xiangcao, "Kid, stop messing around. It's two million. Your parents can't earn that much money in their entire lives!"
"Mr. Deng, why don't you think about it? If it's for Feng Shui, why would Boss Zhao tell you?"
Gu Xicao couldn't help but speak up, "He could have offered 70,000 or 80,000 yuan more than the market price, or even 100,000 yuan. You guys would definitely be tempted anyway, so is it really necessary to pay a premium of several hundred thousand yuan to buy it?"
“You, you are not…”
When Deng's mother saw Gu Xicao, she felt that she looked familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen her.
The neighbor uncle suddenly pointed at Gu Xicao and said, "Hey, isn't this the fortune teller from the TV station?"
As soon as the uncle said this, the neighbors all recognized Gu Xicao and came over to watch.
"It's really her. She's prettier in person than on TV!"
"This master is really young, is he twenty years old?"
"Oh, that's not right. This master wouldn't appear for no reason. She came here. Is there something going on?"
When Deng Xiangcao saw that everyone recognized Gu Xicao, she suddenly felt more confident.
She pulled Deng's father and mother, "Dad, Mom, I'm really not kidding today. We're not going to sell the house, I specially asked a master to help us take a look, but I didn't know the result until I saw it. Do you know what the master said about Boss Zhao?"
"Who?"
Mr. and Mrs. Deng stared at Gu Xicao suspiciously and asked.
Deng Xiangcao pointed at Zhao Jiaming and said, "Master said that Boss Zhao is a murderer!"
As soon as the word "murderer" came out.
Everyone around immediately stepped back and made way for Boss Zhao.
Zhao Jiaming's eyelids twitched, and he smiled magnanimously, "Little girl, stop joking. How could I be a murderer?"
"If you say it's not true, then it's not true. The fortune teller is very accurate and has never made a mistake. She must have a reason for saying that."
Many of Gu Xicao's loyal fans said this in support.
The corners of Gu Xicao's lips twitched.
She looked at Zhao Jiaming and said, "If you are really innocent, then stay here. We called the police on the way here and said there is a body hidden in Deng's house. If you have nothing to do with this, just wait until the police arrive."
Zhao Jiaming's pupils contracted, his breathing paused, and he clenched the fists in his pockets. He looked at Gu Xicao with vicious eyes.
"Little girl, you've made a big fuss and even called the police. I don't think you're sincere about selling the house. Forget it, can't I just leave? Hong Kong is so big, I don't believe I can't buy another suitable house."
Zhao Jiaming said this, smiled heartily, and tried to leave as if nothing had happened.
Wang Laoshi blocked Zhao Jiaming's way out like a wall.
"Get out of the way!" The muscles on Zhao Jiaming's face twitched and he looked at Wang Laoshi with unfriendly eyes.
Wang Laoshi smiled like a Maitreya Buddha, "Boss Zhao, if you want to leave, you have to wait until the police come. If you leave now, everyone will think you want to flee for fear of crime."
"Yeah, why is he in such a hurry to leave all of a sudden?"
"If it's nothing, it won't be too late to leave after the police arrive. But, is there really a body in Old Deng's house? What's going on?"
Annoyance flashed across Zhao Jiaming's eyes.
He was anxious, "If you don't accept my toast, you will be punished. I asked you to make way, but you refused. Don't blame me for being rude!"
He clenched his fist and was about to hit Wang Laoshi.
Wang Laoshi stretched out two fingers and quickly poked Zhao Jiaming's eyes, then used a crotch-kicking kick to kick Zhao Jiaming in the groin.
After two moves, Zhao Jiaming fell to the ground, covering his eyes with his hands, his lower body wailing.
All the men present couldn't help but cover their lower bodies with their hands, looking at Wang Laoshi as if they had seen a ghost.
Wang Laoshi looked innocent, spread his hands and said to everyone: "Everyone saw it, he was the first to attack, so I fought back. I didn't use any harsh force, I just wanted him to calm down."
Gu Xicao opened her mouth, wanting to say something but stopping herself, "Where did you learn these two moves?"
Wang Laoshi chuckled, "I've learned a lot from reading martial arts novels recently. I have to say, I can really learn a lot from this book."
It’s better not to learn randomly.
Gu Xicao complained silently in her heart that she would have to take care of Lin Yuan when she got back and not let him be as wretched as Wang Laoshi.
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