My daily mountain driving, I met a fox at the beginning and got married

Before the other party could ask for help, Zhang Hao cut them off.

Zhou Mingyu looked puzzled, thinking that the other party might feel that the reward was not enough, so she tentatively said, "As for the fee, we can add more."

"Raise the price? It's not about the money. Money has never been that important to me." Zhang Hao waved his hand, signaling him to leave.

Zhao Junxi was stunned and couldn't help but plead for his friend: "Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhou has always been a law-abiding businessman and has never done anything immoral. If we really want to investigate this matter, it is actually his wife's fault. You shouldn't blame him."

Shouldn't I be angry with this man?

Zhang Hao almost laughed. Putting aside the fact that Dong En's resentment behind Zhou Mingyu had intensified, just looking at the online trolls controlling the comments, it was clear that there must be capital behind it.

Even after all this, they still claim it has nothing to do with him?
These capitalists are incredibly adept at lying through their teeth; each one is more skilled than the last.

“Under normal circumstances, we shouldn’t hold a grudge against him. However, Mr. Zhou Mingyu, you should have also helped your wife deal with this matter, right?”

Zhou Mingyu hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded in agreement.

"This is retribution for evil. Your wife committed too many sins in the past, and now the retribution has come. If you continue to protect her, then her sins will be transferred to you. You and your wife will both bear the consequences of this karmic debt. The only way out now is to divorce your wife."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Mingyu immediately and firmly refused.

"Absolutely not! My wife and I have a very strong relationship, how could we divorce for such a ridiculous reason!"

After saying that, Zhou Mingyu snorted coldly, turned around and left. Before leaving, she didn't forget to say to Zhao Junxi, "It seems that your friend's skills in this area are not very reliable. Don't introduce me to these random people again next time. I don't have that much time to waste."

He strode out of the hotel lobby. Zhao Junxi looked embarrassed: "My friend here is usually a believer in science, so he's always been skeptical about these kinds of things. Please forgive him if he has offended anyone."

Zhang Hao smiled. Chen Anshui, standing beside him, said, "Soon, your friend will believe it. Because his business is about to suffer a major setback!"

Zhao Junxi was most sensitive to business matters, and upon hearing this, his heart skipped a beat, and a vague sense of foreboding arose within him.

Business is not going well?

Zhou Mingyu is in the real estate business, has abundant funds, and has strong connections with relevant departments. How could he possibly be facing a crisis?

It was a gloomy night, the moon completely obscured by dark clouds. In the city, a large construction project was undergoing final finishing touches.

The workers are packing up the remaining building materials.

Several migrant workers were chatting happily.

"If this luxury mansion were to actually sell, we'd make hundreds of millions! And it has all the amenities you need, like schools and hospitals... If it really sold, damn it, we couldn't earn that much in dozens of lifetimes!"

"Stop being so sour. We're destined to suffer. It's already good enough if we can earn a little money by working hard. Look at those truly poor people, they want to earn money but have nowhere to do so."

"Wait a minute... doesn't it feel unusually quiet around here? I remember there were more than a dozen of us working here! How come it's suddenly just the two of us?"

The two migrant workers wearing hard hats looked at each other, and in the dim light, fear gradually appeared on their faces.

The thinner one stared at the other person, pointed behind them, and said in a trembling voice, "Behind you...behind you...the engineering director is watching you..."

The fatter migrant worker turned his head and met a pair of extremely dull eyes.

Those eyes were blank, like the eyes of a dead person.

"Project manager, why are you staring at me?" The chubby migrant worker swallowed hard and asked cautiously.

The project manager said nothing, walked over step by step, and burst into laughter at them.

The laughter sounded less like a human voice and more like the howl of a monster. The project manager picked up a shovel, walked straight to a pile of cement sand in the corner, and began digging.

The two migrant workers stood frozen in place, too afraid to move in the dark, and could only watch helplessly.

"Director...Director, what are you doing?" the fat migrant worker asked, trembling.

"Director...could he be possessed by an evil spirit?"

The thinner migrant worker warned him in alarm, his eyes filled with fear.

"Don't talk nonsense." Another chubby migrant worker clenched his fists, trembling with fear, but still stubbornly refused to admit it: "There are no ghosts in this world. It must be fake. Maybe someone is deliberately making a prank video to mess with us. Aren't those prank videos popular online these days?"

However, after searching the area, they found no cameras.

The project manager was still digging.

As they dug, a truly terrifying pit suddenly appeared.

The crater seemed to have triggered some mechanism; with a loud rumble, the earth began to shake violently.

They couldn't even stand steadily on the ground and wobbled and fell down.

After they fell, they saw a coffin made of Phoebe zhennan wood slowly rising from the ground in the dug pit.

Under the dark night sky and in the dim light, the coffin was shrouded in an inescapable black mist.

"Raising the coffin brings joy! The bride is getting married!"

The construction supervisor shouted, and the coffin began to move with a rumbling sound.

The coffin lid, which had been nailed shut, was slowly moved aside, and a woman dressed in ancient costume floated out.

The woman was dressed in red, her face as white as if it were covered with lead powder. In the moonlight, she was dressed like a bride from ancient times.

A group of people were following behind the woman.

Those people played instruments and sang, and soon, cheerful music echoed throughout the entire construction site.

Under the moonlight, you can vaguely see that the people playing instruments and singing are actually made of paper!

The two migrant workers were so frightened they almost fainted. They huddled in a corner, even unconsciously breathing softly, afraid of disturbing the ghosts.

The joyful music continued for a while, and soon after, the sound of gongs and drums came from the darkness.

Leading the procession was a man on horseback, dressed in the attire of a groom, who rode forward happily, surrounded by a group of people.

As they passed the project director, he grinned, his mouth almost reaching his ears: "If you want to pick up the bride, you have to provide the food first! How much money have you prepared?"

The groom laughed heartily and took a red envelope out of his pocket and handed it to him.

The project manager then made way for him.

Just as he was about to reach the bride, the project manager stopped the ghost again: "Picking up the bride isn't that simple!"

The groom handed out several more red envelopes, and only after he had appeased all the paper figures around him did he finally take the bride's hand.

Those around them shouted in unison, "May the bride and groom hold hands and live happily ever after!" (End of Chapter)