After Master Zhou expressed his loyalty, he raised his head and looked around the courtyard. This was an authentic courtyard in Beijing. The trees planted in the courtyard all had a thousand-year-old root smell and were worth a fortune.
Bai Yuhuai put down the flying chess in his hand and asked: "What did Jing do? What did he say to you?"
Master Zhou did not dare to delay and repeated everything to Bai Yuhuai.
Bai Yuhuai: “Yeah.”
Master Zhou was also a little unsure. He had never seen a man so young, yet so serious and cunning.
Master Zhou asked in a hurry, "Mr. Bai, did I do anything wrong?"
"As long as you follow what I tell you, you won't go wrong."
Master Zhou breathed a sigh of relief.
Bai Yuhuai glanced at him and then put away the Go chess piece in front of him.
As expected of an old swindler who has run rampant in the entertainment industry, he can handle himself in front of Jing Tinghua.
Bai Yuhuai stood up and said, "You can stay here temporarily from now on."
Master Zhou relaxed now and couldn't help asking, "Whose yard is this? Did you buy it?"
Only then did Jing Jiujiu purse her lips and smile softly: "Mine."
This was bought for him by Yu Ran when he was five years old.
I just got it back and it’s not even warm yet.
Master Zhou opened his mouth wide.
The young man in front of me, at such a young age, already owns a courtyard house in Beijing!
Thinking back to his bold words just now... Master Zhou was filled with shame. He was careless and rash! Fifteen million, to a young master, is that nothing
"I will try my best to defraud 50 million from the Jing family." Master Zhou patted his chest again.
Wouldn't it be much more powerful to divide the money this way
Jing Jiujiu:
Jing Jiujiu: “Ah, yeah.”
Although he didn't understand why Master Zhou wanted to give him a share of the money, it was money that was swindled anyway, so he should give him as much as he could. He was quite happy to receive the money.
When Bai Yuhuai and Jing Jiujiu left, Master Zhou had already divided the money and put it in a black bag: "Come on, please."
"There are human portraits printed on the money, which can suppress evil spirits. Currency has been used to ward off evil spirits and avoid disasters since ancient times. Don't take it." Bai Yuhuai pressed the back of Jing Jiujiu's hand, turned his body slightly, and whispered in the boy's ear.
Jing Jiujiu quickly retracted her fingers.
"If some coins are very old, especially those from a specific year, and have the meaning of the roundness of the earth and the squareness of the sky, and also have symbolic meanings of divine power and political power, you can't touch them at all." Bai Yuhuai continued.
Jing Jiujiu nodded quickly and kept it firmly in mind.
Jing Jiujiu didn't dare to touch it with her hands, so naturally Bai Yuhuai carried it all.
Master Zhou didn't hear the conversation between the two, and didn't know the reason. Seeing this, he was secretly shocked. The young master is the young master. The work of collecting money is done by others for him.
Mr. Bai is also a big and incredible star!
Watching them walk away, Master Zhou couldn't help but become more determined in his heart to please the young master!
Bai Yuhuai drove Jing Jiujiu around for a while. When they were heading back to the villa, Jing Jiujiu looked out the window at the busy traffic and said, "... Wait, stop for a moment."
The driver listened to the sound and really stopped.
Jing Jiujiu opened the car door and walked out, but did not go into the store immediately.
He stood in a corner where the surveillance camera couldn't see him and hooked his finger at Bai Yuhuai.
It was already late at night. When Bai Yuhuai followed with the money, he found that Jing Jiujiu had turned transparent.
He was in the state of soul again.
"Let's go in, let's go in." Jing Jiujiu urged.
Bai Yuhuai responded and walked into the room. Jing Jiujiu followed behind him, grabbed the corner of his clothes, and quietly walked in.
“Hello, sir, what do you need…” The teller looked up and saw Bai Yuhuai, his eyes widened with surprise.
"Bai, Bai Bai meets Huai?!"
Bai Yuhuai nodded slightly.
Jing Jiujiu behind him tugged at the corner of his clothes: "Here, here."
Bai Yuhuai had no choice but to move over there, lest the young man couldn't pull him up, and he might even fall.
"This, buy this. Use the money that Master Zhou gave me to buy it." Jing Jiujiu said behind Bai Yuhuai.
Where the teller couldn't see, Jing Jiujiu stood on tiptoe and leaned close to Bai Yuhuai's ear.
The teller suppressed her excitement, wanting to look at Bai Yuhuai but not daring to. In the dim light, she caught a glimpse of Bai Yuhuai's left ear, which slowly turned red.
Teller:
Can it be half red
At this time, Bai Yuhuai lowered his eyes in front of the window. The cabinet was full of rabbit ears, bear ears, deer horns, devil horns, cat ears...
Bai Yuhuai: “…”
"Buy, buy." Jing Jiujiu pulled his sleeve.
Bai Yuhuai stretched out his hand stiffly and pointed at them one by one: "I want this, and this..."
Teller:
"Put them all away." Bai Yuhuai said with a stiff face.
This little ghost is so good that once he becomes transparent, no one can see him.
The teller collected the headbands and hats in a daze, then watched Actor White take out money from a black bag to pay the bill in a very unceremonious manner.
Something was wrong from head to toe.
Bai Yuhuai picked up the bag, turned around and left.
Wait until you get back to the car.
The driver was stunned and asked hurriedly: "Where is the young master?"
Bai Yuhuai almost laughed out of anger.
Jing Jiujiu was still in the form of a ghost, and the driver couldn't see her.
Bai Yuhuai had no choice but to say, "He thinks it's better to get off the car and walk around. Let's go back to the villa first."
The driver seemed to be hesitant to speak.
He had wondered before whether the White Shadow Emperor had a little lover. That boy was always delicate and soft,... Seeing this today, the White Shadow Emperor must have been very cruel to leave the man under the car and walk home.
The teller on the other end also took out his mobile phone tremblingly and started posting in the super topic.
Damn it! My ancestors must have accumulated great virtues in my previous life! I actually met Brother Bai today, Brother Bai without sunglasses, mask or hat! He came to my store to buy something and even talked to me!
… Uh, it’s just that Bai Ge bought a bunch of rabbit ears and other things and took them home. Suddenly, the contrast is cute! He even took money out of the black bag when paying the bill, as if he was still living in the 2G network era!
A bunch of people below:
Really? I don't believe it.
Hahahaha, some people have long said that Brother Bai is often isolated from the world, there is no news, and he lives like a Yuanmou Man
Speaking of which, I also feel that Brother Bai has changed a bit recently.
Last time, a sister of mine said that Bai Ge went to her store and bought a colorful bowl.
When they returned to the villa, Jing Jiujiu did not let Bai Yuhuai wear his "favorite" rabbit ears.
He was in a good mood today, so he sat in front of the TV and continued playing Mario. He had no idea whether Bai Yuhuai's reputation was alive or dead.
The next day, Jing invited Master Zhou again.
"I would like to ask Master Zhou to take a look at the feng shui of this office." Jing Tinghua smiled slightly.
Master Zhou was a little nervous at first, but he immediately smiled when he heard this.
He didn't know how Mr. Bai got the photo, but he didn't sleep last night and didn't even bother to look at the expensive courtyard. He just stared at the photo and followed the Feng Shui routine.
Those photos were of the entire Jing Building and the furnishings of several offices.
This office is also among them.
Master Zhou pointed out a spot: "There is a fortune tree at the door, but a strange window was built. Only half of the light can penetrate, which just cuts the entire office in half. One side is in the shade, and the other side is in the sun. The fortune tree is in the shade, but the evil-repelling mirror you hung is in the sun... What? Do you want to make money from the dead?"
After that, he said coldly: "I thought I had made it very clear yesterday, but I didn't expect Mr. Jing to design this to test me. Mr. Jing doubts me."
Jing Tinghua smiled and said, "No, this is not suspicion. I asked Master Zhou to look at my Feng Shui, and I had to pay him."
Master Zhou's expression finally eased a little.
Jing Tinghua thought to himself, he is indeed obsessed with money, but he still told people to prepare the money.
"I have a big business here. Please ask Master Zhou to go back and rest for two days. I will ask you to come out again." Jing Tinghua said.
Master Zhou was not interested in his big business at all, he was only interested in money. Hearing this, he nodded and left with the money again.
But today, Jing Tinghua opened the laptop in front of him.
The wheels appeared on the screen, and then the inside of the door…
He installed a tiny camera on his bag today.
A master of metaphysics may not necessarily be proficient in these high technologies.
Just as Jing Tinghua guessed, the camera was never turned off, which meant that Master Zhou didn't notice it at all.
The camera shook all the way, and finally, Master Zhou stopped.
Master Zhou picked up the bag and pointed it at his face.
In the camera, Master Zhou frowned, then took out the camera and threw it away.
"He found out," said the secretary.
"That's enough. When he picked it up, the house number was already in the camera. Go check. It's 111 Fengyang East Road."
The secretary went there quickly. After only a few minutes, the secretary came back with a serious look on his face and said, "… This place was a property owned by the young master when he was alive."
Jing Tinghua's expression suddenly changed: "He is the one who broke the ancient castle's formation and plotted to take Jing Jiujiu's property?"
The last bit of doubt in Jing Tinghua's heart was dispelled.
This person does have real ability, and happens to be the one he wants to win over.
Jing Tinghua said in a deep voice: "Jiujiu's ghost may be living next to him. Doesn't he like money? Give him 10 million and see if he is willing."
Jing Tinghua immediately called Master Zhou himself, but heard the prompt tone of "call in progress".
Master Zhou is talking on the phone with Bai Yuhuai.
"Mr. Bai is so right. Jing Tinghua really did put a camera on my bag! He may have found out where I live by now."
Bai Yuhuai responded calmly: "You must remember your identity at all times and in all places."
Master Zhou: "Yes, yes, I am a master!"
In fact, it was Jing Jiujiu who told him this.
"Jing Tinghua is a very careful person." Jing Jiujiu said.
Bai Yuhuai thought about what Jing Tinghua had done and thought, that's not being careful, that's just him being too suspicious.
Bai Yuhuai: "I will have someone send you a battle formation diagram. If Jing Tinghua asks you to set up a battle formation later, you just follow that diagram."
Master Zhou now obeyed Bai Yuhuai and Jing Jiujiu's orders and responded repeatedly, "Yes, yes!"
Wait until the call is over.
Bai Yuhuai and Jing Jiujiu both received a news push on their mobile phones.
"Dingfeng Entertainment CEO Jing jumped from the third floor in the middle of the night..."
Jing Jiujiu clicked on it and saw a photo of Jing Hao being carried into an ambulance. His lower body was weakly pressed against the stretcher, and his forehead, neck, and arms were bleeding to varying degrees. But he was trying his best to raise his neck and staring at the direction of the camera, staring intently.
The man's eyes were sunken, his cheeks were thin, and the dark circles under his eyes were getting worse.
Damn! Why does it look like a zombie at first glance
What's wrong? Is he crazy because he's too rich? Funny.jpg
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At this time, in a studio in the Beijing City Building, the star in the recording studio had recorded for who knows how many times, but was still not done.
Everyone was a little bored, so they started chatting.
The assistant sighed: "The Jing family was doing well, how come someone like Jing Hao appeared?"
There was a man sitting in the corner.
The man was wearing a dark purple suit, and the frivolous color was easily suppressed on him. He had long hair that was tied back tightly, and a string of ear holes on both sides, with small golden rings hanging on both sides.
His eyes are handsome and ruthless.
Because there was a red mole on his forehead, like the cinnabar of Buddhism, he looked frivolous yet dignified.
The man lowered his head to process messages on his phone and did not join in the conversation.
Assistant: "He summoned thirty chickens in one night."
A room full of people:
Assistant: "Do you think he is sick? He couldn't handle it himself and he jumped off the building."
A room full of people:
Perhaps it was because this piece of news was too bizarre, too melodramatic, and too eye-catching, that even the man who was sitting in the corner, taking a nap with his eyes closed, and remained silent, couldn't help but look up.
"There seems to be a lot of news about the Jing family recently. Mr. Jing Tinghua was almost hit on the head at the Chamber of Commerce."
"What's this? Have you seen the trending searches for the actor Bai a while ago?"
"Haha, I know who you're talking about, Jing Jiujiu, right? Hey, Jing Tinghua said he's not dead, but not many people have seen him."
"No, they have met before... I heard them chatting privately last time."
While they were chatting enthusiastically, the assistant suddenly exclaimed, "Boss Yin! Boss Yin, are you okay
The assistant rushed over.
The man suddenly pressed his chest tightly.
His handsome features were crumpled up, and he was sweating profusely. After a long while, he could only utter three fragmented words: "Jing... wine..."
Assistant: "What kind of wine do you want today?"
Man: "Jing..."
Assistant: "What gold?"
Assistant: "Let's drink today and enjoy today?" "Worry about tomorrow tomorrow? Why are you still reciting poems?"
The man closed his eyes and fainted.
Assistant: "... Did I make Mr. Yin so angry that he fainted?"