Chapter 199 Rushing to Give Money
"Rushing to give money?"
Mo Yang couldn't help but frown as he sized up the Song family.
It was the first time he had encountered someone who asked him to perform a ritual, solely for the opportunity to offer tribute to others. That was sixty percent of their income! Wasn't that essentially working for someone else?
"Master Mo Yang, please don't say it like that."
Song Gang's expression was somewhat displeased, but he dared not offend Master Mo Yang, so he could only say in a low voice, "In Jiangbei, there is a Master Chen who can summon the wind and rain, and his mystical arts are unparalleled. Only families with considerable wealth and noble character are qualified to offer tribute. To be able to offer tribute to Master Chen is an honor for our Song family!"
Mo Yang pondered whether he should inform Chen Xuan about this matter later, as Chen Xuan's relatives were being deceived.
"Alright, I will perform the ritual for your Song family now."
"Thank you, Master Mo Yang." Song Gang quickly bowed.
Ten minutes later, Master Mo Yang finished his ritual and slipped Song Gang's bank card into his pocket.
"Is that it?" Song Gang was taken aback and asked in a low voice.
Master Mo Yang nodded. "Yes."
Song Gang cursed inwardly. Five million yuan in ten minutes, this money was too easy to earn.
"Husband, what if it doesn't work?" Fang Manjing asked suspiciously.
Song Gang harbored the same thought.
However, this was within the territory of Jiangzhou, and Master Mo Yang had a good reputation. He didn't dare to question Mo Yang.
"Let's go back and wait to see," Song Gang could only say.
Song Gang bid farewell to Master Mo Yang, and the Song family turned to leave.
Before they had even walked out the door, Song Gang's phone rang.
Upon seeing the caller ID, it was Zhang Pangzi. His eyebrows shot up.
Zhang Pangzi had been someone who went legitimate from the underworld, and he'd never thought much of him. But later, due to currying favor with Master Chen in Jiangbei, he had leaped to become a prominent figure in Jiangbei. Now, it was difficult for him to even get a word with those people.
But why was such a big shot calling him now?
"Dad, who's calling? Why aren't you answering?" Song Ziyang looked over.
Song Ziyang saw the caller ID and his body stiffened. He couldn't help but say, "Dad, Master Mo Yang just finished his ritual, and then Manager Zhang of the qualification selection committee called. Could it be that they're notifying us that our Song family is the final winner?"
"Highly likely!" Song Gang's expression turned extremely excited upon hearing this.
He felt this explanation was very reasonable.
If that were the case, then Master Mo Yang's spell was truly astonishing.
"Husband, answer it quickly!" Fang Manjing also urged him.
This was the Song family's opportunity to soar to prominence!
Song Gang took a deep breath, trembling as he answered the call, his hand holding the phone shaking slightly. "Mr. Zhang... Mr. Zhang, what do you need?"
Everyone clenched their fists, gritted their teeth, and looked at Song Gang with anticipation. Fang Manjing even covered her ears.
Once they obtained the qualification and received the protection of Master Chen in Jiangbei, the Song family's rise to glory would be just around the corner!
Zhang Pangzi chuckled, "Patriarch Song, there's no need to be so nervous. I'm calling to notify you to return to the Song family quickly. I will send someone to the Song family to check your family's net profit this year."
Song Gang was stunned. "You... you... you mean..."
"Yes, congratulations to the Song family. Your Song family has become the final winner of this qualification selection conference and has secured the last spot!"
Song Gang instantly became extremely excited, and the others were so thrilled they almost jumped up, with tears even welling up in their eyes.
"Mr. Zhang, are you outside? Be sure to come back as soon as possible. If you delay, I will immediately revoke your Song family's opportunity." Zhang Pangzi's voice carried a hint of authority.
"Yes, yes, Mr. Zhang, I'll head back to Jiangbei immediately."
After speaking, Song Gang hung up the phone, suppressed his inner joy, and waved his hand, "Let's go, we're returning to Jiangbei!"
"Returning to Jiangbei? We're not attending Chen Xuan's engagement banquet?" Fang Manjing frowned.
"What's so good about attending the engagement banquet of a live-in son-in-law?" Song Gang's eyes revealed a hint of disdain.
Everyone nodded in agreement.
"Hahaha, that kid Chen Xuan is just freeloading, and he dares to make me bow? Hmph, he'll have it coming to him in the future." Song Ziyang laughed heartily, his face filled with arrogance.
Song Gang said lightly, "Ziyang, don't be so narrow-minded. Chen Xuan is just a live-in son-in-law. Although he has some influence, our Song family has befriended Master Chen. In front of Master Chen in Jiangbei, we are nothing. As long as Master Chen casts any spell, all his reliance will turn to nothing."
Song Ziyang quickly said, "Dad, you're right. It was my narrow-mindedness."
"There's no time to delay, let's hurry back to Jiangbei."
Song Gang waved his hand, and the Song family members got into the car and drove towards Jiangbei.
....
Chen Xuan was preparing to return to the Su family villa when Su Yunxi rushed over.
Su Yunxi informed Chen Xuan that preparations for tomorrow's engagement banquet were almost complete. Su Yunxi also stayed at the Chen family's house for lunch with Song Ping.
During the meal, Song Ping grew more and more fond of Su Yunxi, her daughter-in-law, and kept serving her food.
After the meal, Su Yunxi personally went into the kitchen to wash the dishes.
Just then, Song Ping's phone rang. Upon seeing the caller ID, she couldn't help but frown.
Chen Xuan looked at the expression on Song Ping's face and asked, "Mom, who's calling?"
"Your maternal uncle," Song Ping said.
"Oh."
Chen Xuan nodded, his expression showing no fluctuation.
Song Ping hesitated slightly and answered the call.
Before she could speak, her eldest uncle Song Gang's imperious voice came through the phone, "Little sister, quickly tell Chen Xuan to come to Huanyu Road to take us back to Jiangbei."
"What's wrong with you guys?" Song Ping was taken aback. They had a car.
"Damn it, the car broke down! It always breaks down at the critical moment!" Song Gang cursed, sounding extremely anxious.
"Are you guys alright?" Song Ping's heart trembled. Regardless, Song Gang was her own brother.
"We're fine, stop the nonsense. We have urgent matters to attend to in Jiangbei, hurry up and have Chen Xuan drive over to pick us up."
"Returning to Jiangbei? Aren't you attending Chen Xuan's engagement banquet?"
Before Song Gang could say anything, Song family members' disdainful voices were heard: "What's so good about attending the engagement banquet of a live-in son-in-law?"
Song Ping's face turned a bit ugly, but she still said, "I'll have Chen Xuan come over now."
"Hurry up, I have some urgent business and must get back to Jiangbei today!" Song Gang's tone carried a hint of urgency.
"Chen Xuan... he is your eldest uncle after all." Song Ping looked at Chen Xuan, finding it difficult to speak.
Unexpectedly, Chen Xuan readily said, "Mom, I'll go pick up Uncle and the others and take them back to Jiangbei."
Song Ping was stunned. She knew that Chen Xuan didn't have a good impression of the Song family in Jiangbei due to past events, but she hadn't expected him to agree so readily.
Chen Xuan went to the kitchen to inform Su Yunxi. Su Yunxi originally wanted to go with him, but Chen Xuan persuaded her to stay home and accompany Song Ping.
"Be careful!" Su Yunxi waved at Chen Xuan.
Having experienced many events, she felt uneasy every time she saw Chen Xuan go out.
Chen Xuan nodded, turned, and left the villa.
At this moment, Su Yunxi noticed the car keys on the table and frowned. How would Chen Xuan drive them to Jiangbei without the keys?
Outside the villa.
Chen Xuan stood by the roadside, smoking a cigarette.
When Chen Xuan finished a cigarette, a Wuling minivan suddenly drove over.
The minivan was dilapidated, looking over a decade old. It let out a mournful whine as it ran, like an asthmatic patient struggling to breathe.
With a sharp braking, the minivan stopped shakily beside Chen Xuan. The sudden stop almost made the entire vehicle fall apart.
At this point, Hei Hu got out of the car, coughing a couple of times.
He trotted over to Chen Xuan, glanced at the almost scrapped minivan, and said worriedly, "Mr. Chen, what do you think of this minivan? Is it too old? Should I get you another one? I have a Mercedes-Benz van, it's quite nice."
Chen Xuan looked at the minivan and praised it without reservation, "I didn't expect you to have such a worn-out minivan. Not bad, not bad!"