Immortal Emperor's Life As A Son-in-law

On this day, Chu Huaiyu came back very late. Her obviously tired face made Xiao Chen involuntarily frown.    

    

"What happened?"    

    

After pouring a cup of tea for her, Xiao Chen lowered his voice and asked gently.    

    

"Hong Lan and Jiang Jing stopped work today." Chu Huaiyu rubbed her temples, but her tone was a little low.    

    

"Didn't the project start again? What's the problem again?"    

    

"In order to fix the project with the cooperation of Heaven Group and Zhang's, Chu's promised to take charge of all the construction materials. But the sand that was supposed to be delivered last night didn't arrive."    

    

Chu Huaiyu took a deep breath, but she could not hide the worry in her eyes.    

    

Xiao Chen deliberately used a relaxed tone and said, "Maybe the car malfunctioned at the last minute, so it was delayed?"    

    

"If that's the case, then that's good!" Chu Huaiyu looked up and smiled bitterly. "I have contacted the sand factory today, but I was told that the sand and stones are out of stock in a short period of time."    

    

"Won't it be better if we change to another one?" Xiao Chen did not mind. There was not much else on this huge Earth, but there was still a lot of sand.    

    

"I think so too, but..." Speaking up to this point, Chu Huaiyu sighed.    

    

Xiao Chen finally realized something was wrong, but he did not say anything.    

    

At this moment, Chu Huaiyu had already explained.    

    

"It just so happens that all the sand factories around the golden orchid that can be contacted do not have any extra supplies."    

    

It was not that she could not understand. After all, the construction industry was consuming a lot of sand every day.    

    

It naturally wouldn't be easy for her to find new supplies.    

    

However, Xiao Chen didn't think so. When he heard her words, he immediately frowned.    

    

It would be fine if it was something else, but sand did not have a shelf life, and it did not need a warehouse to occupy a place. As long as it was found and piled there, it would be fine. If someone bought it, it would be loaded directly.    

    

If so many sand factories could not produce the goods, it would be a little far-fetched to say so.    

    

"Then what are you going to do now?" Xiao Chen took a deep breath and asked in a low voice.    

    

"Hong Lan Jiang Jing is such a big project, we can't keep dragging it. I have already sent people to look for the sand factory."    

    

As she said this, Chu Huaiyu's brows did not relax. Faint worry was hidden in her eyes.    

    

Xiao Chen did not say anything else. He only asked for the name and address of the sand factory that he had collaborated with Chu's before, and then he shut his mouth.    

    

But dinner was ready at this time. Lau Ruman also knew that Chu Huaiyu had worked hard, so she specially prepared a table full of food.    

    

After dinner, Gu Changfeng called.    

    

"Sir, are you free now? I have already asked, but this thing..."    

    

Xiao Chen did not hesitate. He said a few words to him, hung up the phone, and left the villa.    

    

When he arrived at the Gu family, Gu Changfeng had been waiting for a long time.    

    

Without even serving him a cup of tea, Gu Changfeng invited Xiao Chen to the basement.    

    

When the door of the basement opened, a gust of cold wind blew against his face. Xiao Chen immediately frowned.    

    

After going down the stairs, Xiao Chen was dazzled by the antique paintings piled up in the basement.    

    

Gu Changfeng, however, minded his own business and explained to Xiao Chen.    

    

He looked like a tour guide of a tourist group. He could tell a popular story even if he was talking to a stone.    

    

His incessant chatter made Xiao Chen's ears itch. In the end, he had no choice but to step forward and interrupt him.    

    

"I'm not interested in your things, but you didn't seem to listen to what I said before."    

    

"Wh, what?"    

    

"If you continue to hug these things, even if I help you remove the corpse evil spirit, you won't be able to live long either! "    

    

"Isn't there more? And that incense bag?" It was only at this moment that Gu Changfeng was shocked. He hurriedly grabbed the fragrance bag that was made according to the recipe on Gu Muwan's body and said weakly.    

    

"If that thing is useful, why did I help Wan remove the banshee back then?"    

    

Xiao Chen glared at him snappily. This fellow is a cunning person. Why can't this matter be circumvented so easily?    

    

Gu Changfeng's face looked bitter. He looked at the things in the basement, but his face was full of pain.    

    

Gu Changfeng had spent a lot of money and time to collect these things. How could he bear to part with them now?    

    

After a while, Gu Changfeng raised his head and looked at Xiao Chen. He hesitated and said, "Sir, since you can remove the corpse evil spirit from our bodies, can these ancient games and paintings also..."    

    

He didn't finish his words, but his face was full of hope. He clearly expressed the meaning of his unfinished words.    

    

Xiao Chen immediately frowned and said with a serious face, "You think I have too much energy and no place to spend it, right?"    

    

"No, no, no. I definitely did not mean that. I just, just, say it. It's a joke. Sir, don't mind it! "    

    

Gu Changfeng immediately waved his hand and laughed dryly. He stretched out his hand and scratched his head before turning his face away.    

    

Xiao Chen could not help but feel a little disappointed when he saw this fellow giving up just like that.    

    

He didn't intend to refuse at first because he wanted to blackmail him. However, Gu Changfeng's reaction made him depressed.    

    

However, Gu Changfeng did not know what he was thinking. As a businessman, when he faced a choice, he had his own way of weighing the pros and cons.    

    

If he had to make a choice between his little life and these ancient games and paintings, the answer would be quite obvious.    

    

While he turned around, Xiao Chen also started to look around.    

    

He did not understand art, but he could barely tell the age of these things from the aura of these things.    

    

Of course, there were obviously counterfeits that were obviously modern counterfeits, but Xiao Chen did not point it out.    

    

Sensing the thick Yin energy in the basement, Xiao Chen could not help but touch the gourd.    

    

"I have to find an opportunity to send this guy out. I can't let this evil energy go to waste."    

    

At this time, Gu Changfeng also came back with a large incense burner. The incense burner was covered with engravings, but the engravings were a little strange.    

    

It was neither a flower nor an engraving, but more like a string of irregular symbols.    

    

However, the moment Xiao Chen saw this thing, his eyes suddenly focused.    

    

This was because he actually felt a weak and mixed spirituality from the incense burner. The body of the incense burner faintly emitted a layer of purple light, which was very obscure and weak. It was like a bubble floating in the air that could collapse at any time.    

    

"Sir, sir?" Seeing him in a daze, Gu Changfeng could not help but wave his hand in front of him.    

    

"Oh, this is what Ghost Cruel wants?"    

    

"It should be. When I went to Yanjing, at the antique market, I smelled a pleasant fragrance from it. That's why I bought it. Then the fragrance disappeared, and I threw it here."    

    

As he spoke, Gu Changfeng's face became gloomy. He frowned and continued, "But, in the end, it's only a few thousand yuan thing. Why would that Ghost Cruel like such a thing?"