As Zhao Xun expected, he saw Su Shien coming downstairs to eat the next morning, but there was a familiar figure following him.
Su Shien was very sorry for breaking his promise.
Yesterday he wanted to come and report that he was safe, but he couldn't do it because he was sealed on the bed by the enchanting fairy.
Han Zeyu's surprise return gave everyone a shot in the arm.
But for Su Shien, it was more like a reassurance.
The backbone is back, and Tiezhu was surprised, but he also didn't forget to report the evildoer.
"Master Chen is a traitor. He took our salary and then colluded with others. His legs were broken, and he still tried every possible way to pass on information to the outside world!"
"Broken it? Who did it?"
"Xiao Hong was the mastermind. She staged a fight with Xiao Hei herself, and then she fled after the incident."
Han Zeyu praised her highly, saying that she was worthy of being the "Scheming Red" with the lowest net worth, the highest means, the most scheming, and the best success in the family.
"It's okay. I'll lock him up in a cell when I get back. I want to see how hard his head and bones are!"
Tiezhu is excited and locked up in a solitary room? Is this going to be a restart of the small dark room?
Han Zeyu smiled mysteriously. He got inspiration from the water-based mutant and would practice it on Master Chen later.
After packing up, the group appeared at the city gate in a swagger and left this unknown small county town.
In the Qianhu Office on the outskirts of the city, Su Shien and others greeted Ma Zhao and took Master Chen away.
They took him home under the pretext of rest, but in reality they were thrown into a small dark room, where they suffered both mental and physical torture.
After returning to his own territory, Han Zeyu immediately started infrastructure projects.
This time the small single room was not built, but dug out.
"Look! The hole is the perfect size."
"The card fits perfectly, as if it were tailor-made."
"What if it rains, or a stray dog marks its territory? Should we put a basin on his head?"
Han Zeyu raised two thumbs up. He was indeed Iron Pillar, and his perspective was always unique.
Poor Master Chen, dragging his sick body and crippled legs, was forced to become a "standing corpse" in the tomb before he died.
Master Chen knew that he had been exposed, but they had been trying for a long time without asking him a single question.
He understood that this meant that no one needed a confession and that his life or death was of no value at all.
"A gentleman can be killed but not humiliated. I am not as skilled as my opponent, but I will admit defeat. I only ask for a quick death."
Want to be free? You're so beautiful! Go down and stand there as punishment!
He is just a peripheral spy who doesn't know any useful clues. Han Zeyu will not waste time on him.
Compared with his indifference, Master Chen's situation is in dire straits.
I couldn't sit down, I couldn't lie down, I couldn't move my arms and legs, and even turning around with my injured leg became a luxury.
Compared with Aoye's original team, the biggest difference is in communication.
Is it more terrifying not being able to hear, see, touch, or have anyone pay any attention to you?
Or you can hear, see and speak freely, but "anyone can sleep with you" is more terrifying?
After Han Zeyu dealt with the traitor, he devoted himself to his career.
Half a year has passed, and his weaving and dyeing workshop can finally see a large sum of money back, which makes me tearful.
Han Zeyu urged Su Shien to start writing as soon as possible, or to release it in the form of a serial in six installments.
Su Shien picked up the waste paper in front of him, and the long-lost dog-crawling handwriting made a comeback.
"What is this 'Star-Making Plan'?"
"It's all about creating as much hype as possible and making Jiang Mingyue a hot young painter."
Su Shien took a sip of tea and always felt that his brother Yu was not that kind.
The reason for using serialized format was, firstly, to lure out the snake from its hole, and secondly, to promote the magazine he and Lin Jing founded.
Now Jiang Mingyue is being made famous for no reason, there must be something fishy about it.
Soon, a letter dictated by Han Zeyu and written by Su Shien revealed the answer.
Their monthly magazine has already started accepting advertisements, and they are all soft advertisements that are casually inserted into the articles, which are subtle yet stylish.
The reason why Jiang Mingyue's paintings were published in the magazine was to enhance the status of Shu brocade products.
Jiang Mingyue is well-known for his talent in the nearby provincial capital and has a lot of potential for promotion.
As the technical director of the weaving and dyeing workshop, if he becomes famous, the reputation of the workshop will also rise.
Su Shien reminded him: "Have you asked Jiang Mingyue for her opinion? Anyone with a bit of talent will have some pride."
Han Zeyu didn't care: "He used up his pride to get angry with his father. If I hadn't offered him a high salary, he would definitely have become a poor man with no food to eat."
Thinking of Jiang Mingyue's strange hobby of mixing powder of rare minerals into paint, ordinary people really can't afford it.
Su Shien sighed. He felt the pain of being short of money. He felt the same pain. In the end, he was bent over by the pressure of making money.
"Husband, what are you doing holding your waist? Do you have kidney deficiency? Do you need some supplements?"
"No, no, I'm fine. Too much supplementation is not good for you."
Su Shien was so frightened that she quickly changed the subject and flattered him: "You didn't forget to make money even in your busy schedule. You really worked hard, husband."
Han Zeyu accepted the praise with his head held high and his chest puffed out.
"Not only that! I'm not only thinking about making money, I'm also thinking about creating! I've already finished the outline of my new storybook and it will be available to readers soon."
Han Zeyu's disdainful look was as real as substance: "I'm different from someone else. I pamper my fans and I'm very diligent."
Su Shien was speechless.
Lord Qingbai, please put away your magical powers. Can't you have some bottlenecks in your creation?
Han Zeyu turned a deaf ear and focused on his career.
You have to make money and write storybooks at the same time, and both must be good.
He is busy as a top during the day, and his nightlife is still rich and colorful.
When he is not exercising, he goes to the mine every few days.
Before leaving, I would always ask Teacher Su: "Do you have class tonight?"
Teacher Su just shook his head when Han Zhanan changed into night clothes, took the sack, and turned around and left.
The graceful figure leaving gave Su Shien an illusion.
He is like a girl in a brothel, and Han Zeyu is a playboy who plays for fun.
This bastard has no heart...
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