He just became the last Celestial Master, and the school beauty is already calling him "Dad&quo

However, Yang Guang was only surprised for a moment before quickly reverting to his usual carefree demeanor.

He waved his hand dismissively: "Hey!"

"It's no big deal."

"Officer, please don't worry."

"This Fengdu is my territory."

"If you're a dragon, you have to coil up; if you're a tiger, you have to lie low!"

"They'd better not cause any trouble."

"Or I'll crush them to death!"

Seeing Yang Guang's unyielding attitude, Lin Yue was completely exasperated.

"Alright."

"Anyway, you know what you're doing."

"I have a lot of things to take care of at my office, so I'll be leaving now."

"Call me again if you need anything."

"But it would be best if I could rest for a while."

Done.

Lin Yue got into the police car without looking back, and drove away from the villa in several other vehicles.

Watching the police car drive away.

Mr. and Mrs. Lin finally breathed a sigh of relief.

President Lin stepped forward, grasped Yang Guang's hand tightly, and was moved to tears.

"Master Yang."

"Old Lin, I truly don't know how to thank you enough for what you did today!"

"Why don't you stay at my humble abode tonight?"

"There are guest rooms upstairs, all kept very clean. Shall I personally take you to school tomorrow morning?"

Yang Guang yawned and waved his hand: "Forget it, President Lin, I'd rather sleep in my own doghouse."

"There's no place like home."

"Now that the matter is settled, we'll leave."

"It's the middle of the night, I still need to go back and catch up on my sleep."

Chu Sheng, standing nearby, let out a burp: "Amitabha."

"Boss Lin, please wait."

"This humble monk must also return to chanting the wooden fish."

Jia Youcai quickly approached: "Junior brother, how are you going to get back?"

"How about taking my pink 'Memories' ride?"

"Old man, I'll personally drive you!"

Yang Guang glanced at Jia Youcai: "Want to sit in your old man's car?"

"I'm afraid I'll be on the front page of the social news tomorrow morning!"

"Hey Mr. Lin, could you arrange a car to take us there?"

Mr. Lin nodded repeatedly: "Absolutely!"

"Old Li!"

"Quickly bring out that Maybach and personally escort the three masters back!"

When Er Lengzi heard that he was leaving, he looked at the leftover food on the table with reluctance.

"Woof!"

It pointed with its paw at the pot where only the bottom of the Buddha Jumps Over the Wall soup was left.

Mr. Lin immediately understood and quickly instructed the nanny, "Hurry, hurry, hurry!"

"Find an insulated container and pack all of these up for Master Dog!"

"Also, there's some uncut Wagyu beef in the kitchen, wrap it all up!"

About ten minutes later.

Yang Guang, Chu Sheng, Jia Youcai, Yu Zixin carrying a schoolbag, and Er Lengzi carrying a thermos.

They all got into Mr. Lin's extended Maybach.

The car drove smoothly on the winding mountain road.

The carriage fell silent.

Yang Guang leaned back in the leather seat, took out Chu Sheng's phone, and glanced at the balance in the bank card.

One million!

That's a real million!

Adding to the 300,000 yuan card given to him earlier, Yang Guang's lips curled up into a wild smile, and he was practically drooling.

Sitting next to him, Yu Zixin couldn't help but roll her eyes at his pathetic appearance.

"Could you please stop watching?"

"You're practically staring right through the screen."

Yang Guang didn't even look up: "What do you know?"

"That's called appreciating art!"

"This string of zeros is simply the most beautiful note in the world. A rich girl like you who never has to worry about money can't appreciate it."

Yu Zixin rolled her eyes speechlessly.

This person is obsessed with money.

Yang Guang ignored her, and while returning the phone to Chu Sheng, he casually pulled out another bank card from the pocket of his faded school uniform.

It was the 300,000 yuan that President Lin had given in advance at the old house.

Yang Guang held the bank card between two fingers and casually tossed it into Jia Youcai's arms across the street.

Jia Youcai was picking his teeth with a toothpick when he was suddenly hit by it.

I looked down.

I almost jumped out of my seat.

Yang Guang crossed his legs and said slowly, "Old Jia, here you go."

"Keep this card with 300,000 yuan safe for now."

"Same as always. Tomorrow morning, you transfer half to my account, and the remaining 150,000 is yours."

Upon hearing this, Jia Youcai...

Those tiny, bean-sized eyes widened instantly, radiating a light comparable to a 200-watt light bulb.

150,000!

That's a solid 150,000!

He set up a fortune-telling stall on the street and tried to scam people. He couldn't have made this much money in three years!

Jia Youcai held the bank card in both hands, his movements as gentle as if he were holding his newborn grandson.

His old face beamed like a blooming flower, and a barrage of flattery immediately followed.

"Ouch!"

"My dear maternal uncle!"

"Follow your junior brother, and money will flow in every day!"

"Following my junior brother, I get nine meals in three days!"

"Junior brother, you are the guiding light, the rooster that lays the eggs, and the God of Wealth's sole designated agent on earth!"

"From now on, if you point east, I will never go west!"

"You want me to chase dogs? I'd rather not catch chickens!"

Upon hearing this, Er Lengzi, who was lying next to him, suddenly opened his heterochromatic eyes, one gold and one blue.

He bared his gleaming white dog teeth at Jia Youcai.

"Woof!"

Who is Old Deng calling a dog?

Jia Youcai shrank back in fright and quickly put on a fawning smile for Er Lengzi: "It's a misunderstanding, it's a misunderstanding!"

"Master Dog, I was talking about stray dogs on the street, not you!"

Yang Guang picked at his ear, his face full of disgust: "Alright, Lao Jia, stop with your cringeworthy rhymes."

"Say one more word of nonsense, and I'll deduct 50,000 from your pay."

Jia Youcai immediately shut up, making a smooth zipping motion over his mouth.

She covered her mouth tightly.

They were afraid that if they let slip a single word, they would lose the money they had already earned.

Yang Guang turned to look at Chu Sheng beside him.

"Hey fatso, let me use your phone."

Chu Shenggang saved a screenshot of the page showing the 50,000 yuan deposit, intending to print it out and place it by his bedside when he got back.

Upon hearing this, he quickly handed over his phone.

Yang Guang took the phone, opened WeChat, and gestured with his chin towards Yu Zixin.

"Come on, show me your WeChat payment QR code."

Yu Zixin paused for a moment, looking at him with a confused expression: "Why are you showing me your payment QR code?"

Yang Guang rolled his eyes: "Stop talking nonsense, just turn it on when I tell you to."

Although Yu Zixin was completely confused, she still took out her phone from her pink backpack and opened the payment code.

Yang Guang glanced at it and then made a series of gestures on the screen.

"Ding!"

Yu Zixin's phone rang.

She looked down.

She discovered that Yang Guang had transferred a full 100,000 yuan to her!

Yu Zixin gasped.

Startled, my hand trembled, and I almost dropped my phone on the leather carpet.

"One hundred thousand?"

Yu Zixin's eyes widened, and she waved her hands repeatedly, her face full of resistance: "What...what are you doing?"

"I don't want to!"

"I can't take this money!"