Wei Chengshu just watched his dog son follow Wei Xi out of the door happily.

After a while, there was a jingle sound outside the yard.

Butler Zhou was very disappointed when he heard Wei Xi say he wanted to hang a sign at the gate and prepare tools. Now, seeing that the second young master was unable to stop the eldest young master, he stamped his feet in a hurry: "What should I do? If the sir comes back, he will definitely be furious if he sees the house being made like this!"

Wei Chengshu hesitated for a moment and followed him out. He immediately saw two people busy at the gate of the courtyard. Wei Xi was holding the hideous hammer and scrutinizing the direction with a serious look on his face. From time to time, he took a few hammers at the position he liked. He chose a lot and finally found the most satisfying place. Without looking back, he ordered the beautiful little white face behind him: "Disser, go and take the sign I wrote."

But this person didn't need to move at all. Mike, who had been watching his action with a bright heart, jumped on the spot in an instant.

It found the brand that Wei Xi needed in an extremely accurate manner. It was a wooden sign with three big characters Taicang Sect written in ink and dragons and phoenixes. Wei Chengshu subconsciously savored it and thought the handwriting was quite good-looking. However, why did this wooden sign become more and more familiar with it the more you read it?

Butler Zhou rushed out of the house with tears in his eyes, muttering: "Why did you remove all the door panels in your house?"

Wei Chengshu: "..."

The size and weight of the door panel made it very difficult for Mike to pick it up. He could only bite the corner and drag it hard on the ground. However, Mike refused to give up at all, as if this job was a great sweetness. Facing Mr. Zhou who stepped forward to try to stop him, he grinned fiercely, and his blue eyes were filled with a mentally retarded breath.

Butler Zhou didn't dare to provoke this overlord, so he could only detour and dissuade Wei Xi, pulling Wei Xi's arm, and was so worried that he could not kneel down to him: "Big Young Master, Big Young Master, you can't do it, Big Young Master, it's okay if you break the door, but what do you think of hanging it outside? The gentleman will definitely be angry when he sees it!"

Wei Xi turned a deaf ear: "You are here just right, the door is shaking so hard, you press here to fix it."

Manager Zhou ran back to ask Wei Chengshu: "Second Master, think of a solution quickly. Did you forget how much fire did the husband get after his wife changed the sofa in the living room last time?"

Of course Wei Chengshu didn't forget, his headache was even worse than when he woke up from a hangover. He stared at the front with a expressionless face, feeling that he had never experienced such a speechless moment in his life: "What can I do?"

Butler Zhou was really about to cry now. Seeing that Wei Xi had already begun to instruct Tuanjieyi to twist the wire to the courtyard gate, he had no choice but to take out his cell phone and dial Wei Tianyi's phone number.

Wei Tianyi was attending the expo, and this was the time for the meeting. He was so angry that he was half-expected by his eldest son's disobedient behavior in the morning. At this moment, he received an inappropriate call from the butler: "If there is any important thing, you have to call now!"

The housekeeper didn't care about apologizing. After stating the chaos at home, Wei Tianyi sounded like he was about to collapse immediately: "What! Ask that little bastard to stop me immediately!"

Butler Zhou looked at his second young master with his cell phone. Wei Chengshu was silent for a moment, took the cell phone and walked towards Weixi, and said gloomyly: "Dad has something to tell you."

Wei Xi looked at him and took the phone he handed over. He felt that it was different from the one in Unity and Rebellion, and seemed to be more refined.

He asked Wei Chengshu: "What do he want to tell me?"

When Wei's father heard his voice, he immediately exploded, so Wei Xi soon heard a familiar anger coming from his phone: "Wei Xi!"

Wei Xi immediately understood, and he imitated the people he saw on the road to stick this thing in his ears, and at the same time recognized the voice, and was a little dissatisfied with the person who scolded him for no reason not long ago: "Why are you everywhere?"

Wei's father was so angry that he said: "You! You! Are you going to piss me to death?! Is what Xiao Zhou said true? What are you going to nail to my courtyard gate?!"

Wei Xixin said, how could this be your gate? It was obviously mine: "Of course it was the plaque of my Taicang Sect."

Wei's father was furious: "Hurry up and remove the broken board for me! Did you hear it? What does this thing look like when nailing the door well!"

Wei Xi also felt deeply that he had a deep feeling when he heard this. The wooden signboard was indeed not imposing at all. Which of the serious sects had a huge stone tablet in front of them? The more powerful ones could even use the entire mountain wall to carve the rules of the sect. Unfortunately, he did not have these. Unite and Yi is right, it is difficult to have no money.

He rarely gave the other party a tone of praise: "You are right, but don't worry, using this wooden plaque is just a temporary solution. When I have the chance in the future, I will replace it with a stone tablet."

Father Wei shouted in suffocation: "Who told you this!!!!"

Wei Chengshu, who was standing aside, could feel his hysteria.

Wei Chengshu also felt very suffocated.

Then he heard a series of father's condemnation and scolding. The words seemed to be so angry that Wei Xi was so confused. Wei Xi also felt that the increasingly sharp sound made his ears uncomfortable. He moved the object and poked the screen as he learned the movement he had seen. He poked a red dot, and the screams disappeared.

The sound disappeared, but the objects were not broken, and the screen still emitted a dark light.

Wei Xi realized that he had touched the skill of manipulating this object, so he couldn't help but squint his eyes and became more interested in it.

So he naturally stuffed his phone into his pocket.

Wei Chengshu was still immersed in the conversation between his elder brother and his father just now. Seeing his movements, his gloomy eyes showed confusion: "...what are you doing?"

Wei Dedao said that the wealth of mortals cannot be robbed, but the Wei family is not an ordinary mortal, but his newly acquired younger brother. For the Shan Dawang, the younger brother's treasure is of course his own treasure. Wei Xi felt that his logic was very reasonable: "This is mine."

"..." Wei Chengshu looked at his elder brother who was ignoring the housekeeper's phone incredibly, "Where is your own phone?"

Wei Xi still remembered the conversation he had with Lu Wenqing: "It's lost."

Wei Chengshu: “…………”

Wei Xi saw him staring at him with wide eyes and thought he was not convinced, so he frowned. Although Wei Dedao repeatedly ordered that he could not eat people, he could still beat him to disobedient younger brothers.

However, the other party did not pounce on him as he thought. He just looked at him for a while and then turned his head silently. I wonder if it was an illusion, Wei Xi actually saw an indescribable bleakness from the other party's back as he left.

Wei Chengshu walked to the door in a daze and was pulled by the anxiously waiting housekeeper Zhou: "Second Young Master, why is the eldest Young Master still starting work? Can't the gentleman persuade him?"

Wei Chengshu thought to himself that your husband was probably so angry that he had a cerebral hemorrhage.

Butler Zhou understood his eyes and let go of his hand in disbelief. Then, when his second young master was about to leave, he suddenly remembered something: "Then, the second young master, where is my phone?"

Wei Chengshu: "You go and ask him for it yourself."

Butler Zhou: "Ah?"

Wei Chengshu tiredly broke away from his hand: "Don't ask me, don't ask me anything,"

He also wants to find a place to be quiet.

***

The little brothers in the room finally stopped coming out to make trouble. Wei Xi then directed the Unity and Robbery and Mike to hang the signboard. The project was in full swing. Suddenly, someone called him the name behind him: "Wei Xi?"

Wei Xi looked back and saw a middle-aged man with a gentle appearance standing behind him. He was wearing a casual outfit and frameless glasses on the bridge of his nose. Although there were a lot of wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, he still looked very energetic.

When the other party saw Wei Xi's face, he said in surprise: "It's you. I thought I was wrong. You said, why did you run out for so long without saying a word? Uncle Zhao couldn't call you, so your family should be worried. You are so ignorant."

Wei Xi immediately understood that this person knew the little unlucky guy and nodded vaguely.

Uncle Zhao didn't bother him much, and just came back after a few words. His eyes swept to the messy yard of the Wei family, and was stunned by the plaque on the iron railing of the yard: "What are you doing?"

Weixi Road: "Spike the plaque."

Uncle Zhao was confused and read the words on the plaque word by word: "Taicang Zong? Did you do it?"

Wei Xi nodded.

Uncle Zhao laughed and said, "You kid, you were having a fuss about filming before, but in a blink of an eye, you actually started a company. What kind of business do you do?"

Wei Xi didn't understand for a moment, and Duanjieyi had already come up: "Catch ghosts and drive away evil spirits, Feng Shui fortune telling, do anything."

After Duanjieyi said that, he saw Wei Xi looking at him and explained in a low voice: "Master, don't underestimate your neighbors. Proper promotion and publicity are needed in the early stages of entrepreneurship. Besides, these are all invisible sources of customers, so you may still have money to make."

Wei Xi was thinking about it when he heard this, but Uncle Zhao was confused by Duanyi's answer. He looked at Wei Xi and saw that the other party nodded in agreement. He suddenly lost his speech and took a long time to react.

"Ah..." He didn't know what he should say. Didn't the Wei family do electronic parts? Why did his eldest son become a charlatan? He laughed awkwardly and joked, "It's great, it's good, I didn't expect that he could even learn fortune telling. Why don't you calculate one for me first?"

Tuanjieyi whispered to Wei Xi: "Look, I'm right, aren't the guests here?"

Wei Xi is not interested in fortune-telling, but it doesn't matter. He is very interested in money now.

Therefore, when he heard Uncle Zhao's joke, he immediately spread his hands: "Give me money."

Uncle Zhao was not as interested as he showed. Instead, he was very dissatisfied with the fact that he was doing a good job and was actually cheating. He made this request, and wanted to shame the other party on the spot, in order to prevent the neighbor's children from accidentally going astray. Therefore, when Wei Xi really dared to agree, he immediately asked: "How many."

Wei Xi glanced at Duanjieyi, and had no experience in Duanjieyi, and smiled and said, "Just look at it."

Uncle Zhao took five hundred yuan from his wallet and handed it to Wei Xi. When he handed it over, he was still thinking about how to scold the child for a while.

Unexpectedly, Wei Xi received the money, and the first sentence shocked him: "You just got an acute illness recently?"

Uncle Zhao suddenly raised his head, and his eyes staring at Wei Xi from behind the lenses changed from being gentle and refined to being extremely sharp.

He did suffer from a serious illness last month, and his condition was urgent and fierce. He was promoted on the day of the illness. However, in order to avoid the company's internal chaos, the news of his illness was blocked tightly as soon as possible. In addition to his confidant, he did not even reveal his two biological sons overseas, and he was still kept in the dark until he was discharged from the hospital.

How did Wei Xi know this kind of secret? Could it be that the Wei family has installed eyeliners in their company?!

Wei Xi asked again: "A few months ago, did an elderly person close to him die at home?"

Uncle Zhao was stunned again. His father did die in June. The old man moved to Toronto early, and there were no relatives and friends left in the country. Even if there were, he was still far away from his hometown thousands of miles away. The funeral was held directly abroad, and the company did not go out for approval. Logically, Wei Xi should not know about this news.

Could it be that his father told him that the Wei family’s eyeliner is really so powerful?

Uncle Zhao couldn't help but think about it for a moment, but compared to Xuanzhixuan's fortune-telling, he was more willing to believe that this was done by manpower. However, Wei Xi did not give him any room for digestion, and continued: "You were born with a difficult childbirth, and you also encountered disasters when you were five years old, you failed in your studies at the age of sixteen, and you also encountered problems when you were twenty-eight years old. So you went to the south to do business, but the process was not smooth, and you were not able to make a fortune until you were thirty-five. Unfortunately, your family was mediocre, and your children were very ambitious but not capable enough."

Uncle Zhao was already confused at this moment. He had heard his mother mention that he was dying for birth. When he was five years old, he did fall down the ridge of the field and knocked off a tooth. When he was a child, he had poor grades and had no money. He started working at the age of sixteen. The state-owned enterprises he stayed at when he was twenty-eight were rectified and had to go into business. Doing business is not easy. When he was young, he was simple and always deceived. It was not until he was thirty-five that the company he worked hard to raise funds and has soared to the sky and reached this point today.

The bitterness of the past is still vivid in my mind. He still remembers how he went home and hugged his wife after signing the financing contract, but none of this should be known to outsiders!

It's okay to say that his wealth was made. After all, he mentioned a lot in an interview, but how did Wei Xi, who was born with a five-year-old birth, know?! He also had a failure in his studies. He was always worried about not being able to go to school. After going into business, he immediately packaged himself as a gentle Confucian businessman and never forgot to maintain his personality. Even his wife never doubted that his husband was a college student!

He looked up blankly and met Wei Xi's calm gaze. For a moment, he felt a stream of air conditioning coming up from the soles of his feet, and his whole spine was so cold that his heart was cold.

He swallowed, and the first move he came to his senses was to take out his wallet, pull out all the remaining cash, and stuff it into Wei Xi's hand: "I'm sorry, I seemed to have less just now."

This stack of money was less than twenty pieces, which was the largest cash Wei Xi had ever seen. He was just reminding the other party to be careful, but when he saw that the other party was so generous, he thought about it and said something, and then went back to the house to get something.

He handed the thing to Uncle Zhao and said, "Your fate is too light, and it is a late bloomer. Therefore, you have experienced so many hardships when you were young. However, although you are rich and your horoscope is still not strong enough. You have encountered the death of your closest relatives and the first recovery from a serious illness. The anger has been very thin. You can bring this thing with you recently and avoid some troubles."

Uncle Zhao was about half a mentally retarded, so he nodded and took it down again and then found that Wei Xi was handing him a book, and looked down at it-

"Introduction to the Basic Principles of Marxism"?

It's also a fucking university textbook version.

Uncle Zhao opened the cover and left the auxiliary page with Wei Xi’s name and the graffiti drawn when he seemed bored: “………??”

Duanjieyi asked quietly: "Master, why did you still give him a book?"

Wei Xi replied: "Didn't you say you would give discounts to big customers occasionally? He is quite generous in giving money." The only book in the little unlucky house was special, and it was filled with a faint power of faith. However, for some reason, it was simply stuffed into the corner of the bookshelf with disgust.

Unity and Yixin said that this promotional gift is really unique.

When he returned, Uncle Zhao felt a lot of emotion and couldn't help but take a photo of Zhang Wei's door and post it on his Moments to celebrate the opening of the Weixi Gate School.

Wei Tianyi, who was far away from home, was so angry that his eldest son was half-hearted that he took the next pile of medicines that his assistant coaxed and persuaded to feed him. Thinking of his repeated disobediences today, he felt that he could not delay any longer. At least he had to return to Beijing early to stop his eldest son from causing trouble and not to be embarrassed to his neighbors.

He lay on the bed and rested, asked his assistant to buy air tickets, and his fingers slid, and clicked into WeChat Moments.

Three seconds later, with a clang, the phone hit the bridge of the nose.

The assistant looked up in the voice and was shocked: "Dr. Wei?! Are you okay with him? Why did you suddenly get so much nosebleed??"
Chapter completed!