"Oh, I wish you happiness." Su Che nodded calmly, turned around and left.
Xiaopang and Zheng Weiwei were stunned for a moment and quickly followed.
"Ma Yi, you..." Binzi's face turned cold.
"Haha." Ma Yi smiled proudly, with disdain in his eyes.
He is now fawning over the eldest son of the Su family, is he afraid that he will be the only one who follows the abandoned young man of the Su family?
Even if this matter comes to the manager, he is not afraid.
Binzi quickly chased after him.
In the elevator, Xiaopang couldn't wait to ask, "Boss, why don't you fight with them?"
He felt that Su Che was not the type to swallow his anger at all.
Zheng Weiwei also echoed, "Yes, Su Che, our budget is enough, we can compete with them. At the very least, we cannot give them the advantage in vain."
"The property doesn't belong to us, so what good does raising the price do to us?" Su Che said calmly.
What he wants is not to defeat Su Haixuan financially. There is a mortal hatred between them, and only death can eliminate this hatred.
Binzi also followed, "Young Master Su, Brother Dong, Sister Weiwei, I'm sorry, I..."
"This matter has nothing to do with you." Su Che waved his hand, "It's up to you... if you want to change your job and come work with us."
Binzi was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly, "I don't have any plans yet. It's not easy to find a job here in Ninghai, and I came here with the manager, so I can't resign by myself."
Xiaopang understood, "If you don't have a job, what are you afraid of? Our Sihai League can't arrange a job for you and let your manager change jobs with you."
Su Che smiled and looked at Binzi's face, "Then you should be more careful recently."
"Huh?" Binzi was confused.
"Listen to my boss." Xiaopang patted Binzi on the shoulder, "Call me if you need anything. The number hasn't changed."
After getting off the elevator, the three of them got into the car. Xiaopang sat in the passenger seat and looked back at Su Che, "Boss, does what you did just now have any profound meaning? Should we mobilize the brothers and let's fight now?"
"I think Su Che definitely doesn't mean this. Is it Su Che?" Zheng Weiwei asked, turning her beautiful eyes.
"Don't make blind guesses. It can take as long as three months or as little as ten days. There should be news."
Xiaopang and Zheng Weiwei looked at each other.
"Oh, by the way, Weiwei, let's continue the promotion. Little Fatty, print more business cards. Write down everything you have written on it, such as incurable diseases, feng shui, or even ghost hunting." Anyway, this is not an oil and salt store.
, business can’t come to your door quickly, publicity in advance lets everyone know that they are very important.
"Catch ghosts?" The little fat monster shouted, and then his face became clear.
The boss is still awesome, so this is a gimmick!
Su Che thought for a moment and said, "Let's go to the south of the city for a walk."
"Boss, what are you doing over there?"
"Find something."
In the south of the city, because it is next to the Ninghai City Crematorium, there is a one-stop service market here, which is quite large.
Looking at the brands on the left and right, as well as the circled paper with samples placed at the door, Xiaopang and Song Hu felt uncomfortable all over.
However, Chen Yang's expression did not change.
As for Zheng Weiwei, after knowing what a dragon is, she doesn't even want to kill her.
I came to Chengnan Market purely because of the inspiration I just found at Tianhai Building.
Originally, Su Che wanted to use the name of environmental consulting to open a clinic for difficult and complicated diseases. Although there were many things in his inheritance, the Heavenly Medicine Sect still focused on medical skills, and everything else was peripheral.
But just now at Tianhai Tower, Su Che was inspired.
When he arrived at the rental area just now, he noticed something was wrong with the aura.
If he guessed correctly, people had died in that place, and they had died violently.
A sudden death is an abnormal death. Homicide, suicide, and accident are all considered a sudden death.
People who die violently have completely different auras from those who die normally.
In Su Che's eyes, a person who dies normally has a gray aura. Although lifeless, he is calm and peaceful.
The qi left behind by these people who died violently was black, and some were light. It should be that the grievances were not too strong before death, or they died purely accidentally, and they were too confused and unresponsive when they died.
Of course, there are also strong black ones.
The black air that appeared here that day was not only intensely black, but also very thick, like asphalt.
This color must be a ghost.
Originally, Su Che wanted to take it over as a favor. The area and layout on this floor happened to be good, so he rented it to open this environmental consulting company.
Meeting Su Haixuan was an accident. I didn't expect to see that Su Haixuan was in trouble, although it was not fatal.
So Su Che took Xiaopang and the others away directly.
Not to mention that Su Haixuan was not in danger of death. Even if he was, Su Che would not save him. They had a deadly feud.
But Su Che wanted that place very much, so he had to prepare in advance.
There are also many good things in the one-stop market in the south of the city, such as yellow paper. Su Che had heard about it before, but he had never been there himself.
"Boss, boss, what on earth do you want to buy here?"
"Yellow paper!"
"Yellow paper, isn't it sold in every house?" Xiaopang said blankly, "Look at it!"
Little Fatty thought it was yellow paper like paper money burned for dead people, and wondered what else there was to choose from.
"That's different!"
Su Che walked to the innermost part of the street based on the words in his memory.
Here, it is a dead end, and there are several shops, but there are no messy things at the door, which makes people feel a lot quieter.
Su Che looked at the last shop in the corner and breathed a sigh of relief.
It should be here.
"Uncle, do you have any yellow paper here?"
The old man sleeping on his stomach inside raised his eyelids and took out a thick stack of yellow paper, "These are typed, and there are some that are not typed."
The beaten paper is a piece of tissue paper that has been stamped with valuable stamps and can be burned directly.
Those that are not beaten are used to break ingots.
"Old man, I don't want this kind of yellow paper."
"Then what do you want?" The old man raised his head and looked at Su Che in astonishment.
"I want the one that can draw charms."
"Drawing talismans?" The old man looked at Su Che with a half-smile, "Boy, did your elders ask you to come here, or did you come here yourself?"
"It's for my own use."
"Heh." The old man snorted and took out another pile of yellow paper.
But this bunch has all been cut to the same size.
"One hundred thousand swords."
"I'll go. It's so expensive! You're stealing money!" Xiaopang took a breath.
It's just a piece of papyrus, it won't even cost you two hundred, okay!
"This is not ordinary yellow paper, this is talisman paper." Su Che waved his hand, signaling Xiaopang to stop talking, and lowered his head to examine the talisman paper.
Su Che was very happy to see the sword talisman, but after looking carefully, Su Che frowned again.
Although this can be considered a talisman paper, it is the worst kind.
To put it mildly, the success rate of drawing talismans on this kind of talisman paper is extremely low.
"Old man, are there any other talismans?"
"What? Isn't this a talisman?" The old man rolled his eyes.
Su Che took a deep breath, "Although this is a talisman, it is the lowest level of white talisman. It is really difficult to succeed with this kind of talisman. If I don't have anything else, I will trouble you."
Su Che pushed back the stack of talisman papers, feeling a little disappointed.
It seems that I need to look for a few more places, or see if I can find it in Jiangsu Province.