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Grandpa Lu understood this principle, but the intense work over the past few days had left him physically and mentally exhausted: "You make it sound so easy, but we're living through a nightmare right now, we can't even last a day."

These ten days have just begun, and there is a possibility of another ten days of delay.

He's an old man and feels he can't hold on much longer.

"That's right!" Lu Zhenbang complained bitterly, "I'm being punished to work every day, and every part of my body aches. Now I'm so broke that I've almost run out of money to hire someone to cook for me!"

Lu Chengxuan said weakly, "I'm forced to listen to my cousin Lu Jisheng's amazing tricks every day. Now, just seeing or hearing the name Lu Jisheng or hearing plays makes me want to vomit!"

"..."

It accurately addresses everyone's pain points.

Grandpa Lu and Lu Zhenbang both felt the same way.

If it weren't for the fact that Lu Jisheng had the blood of the Lu family flowing through his veins, the old man would have definitely vomited all over his face.

"..."

Lu Zhenhua could watch a stage play adapted by Lu Jisheng and Wen Wen every night when he came home.

It was so embarrassing to watch that I wanted to dig my toes into the ground, and I was filled with regret. How could I have given birth to such a brainless beast?

Lu Zhenhua took a deep breath: "Dad, if you're tired, you can rest for a few days. No matter what, we must regain the face the Lu family has lost. We must get into the auction!"

Who will pay for it?

Who will pay for it?

Who will pay for it?

Lu Zhenhua was taken aback: "What money?"

Grandpa Lu: "The money for rest?"

"..."

Lu Zhenhua remembered the family rules: he could rest, but the penalty for each day of rest was ten million.

The study became quieter.

Old Master Lu said, "I only have a few hundred thousand left in my pocket."

Lu Zhenbang: "I'm broke too."

Lu Chengxuan: "I was so poor yesterday that I had to cook for myself."

During their ten-day stay at the old house, everyone spent over a million yuan, especially Old Master Lu, who had the biggest expenses. He even took a day and a half off during those ten days.

Lu Zhenhua gritted his teeth and endured the pain: "I'll pay."

The three of them were immediately intrigued.

Lu Zhenhua was in so much pain that his heart, liver, spleen, and lungs were throbbing: "You all take turns resting for a day."

I've never been so strapped for cash in my life; I wish I could stretch every penny in half.

He couldn't afford the exorbitant cost of three people resting at the same time.

Grandpa Lu was delighted: "That's fine, then I won't go to work today and will have a good rest."

Lu Zhenbang: I'll take a break too.

Lu Chengxuan: "I'll rest too."

Lu Zhenhua's face darkened: "You can rest, but remember, each person is limited to one day."

"Even just one day is fine."

Lu Zhenhua glared at Lu Zhenbang and Lu Chengxuan a few times, calling them useless.

It costs ten million to rest for one day, so it would cost thirty million if three people rest.

Even if Lu Zhenbang and Lu Chengxuan sold themselves, they still couldn't raise that much money, except for the old man.

After discussing it, the group left the study and went downstairs together.

They had just descended a few steps when the three of them stopped in their tracks, their hearts sinking.

Wen Qi was actually having breakfast downstairs.

No one expected that Wen Qi would get up so early today.

In the past, Wen Qi rarely got up early to eat breakfast, and she almost never ate breakfast except in the afternoon.

Downstairs at the dining table, Zhu Mengmeng and a few other girls were having dinner with Wen Qi.

The table was covered with carefully prepared nutritious meals, a balanced mix of meat and vegetables, and brightly colored.

Grandpa Lu smelled the aroma and swallowed a mouthful.

I'm a little hungry.

They haven't had a proper breakfast in a long time.

In the kitchen, Wang Cui and Zhao Tong stood timidly, each engrossed in preparing their own meals.

Lu Zhenhua went downstairs and stopped not far from the dining table: "Qiqi, your grandfather, Zhenbang, Cheng Xuan and the others are taking a day off today... I'll transfer the 30 million for the day off to you now."

Seeing Wen Qi look up at him, Lu Zhenhua spoke the next two sentences at lightning speed.

He was afraid that if he was even a second late, Wen Qi would get angry.

Wen Qi looked up, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.

Three people were taking a break at once, and Lu Zhenhua was paying so easily; something was definitely amiss.

"Okay, go ahead and turn it on."

If you pay, Wen Qi will be much easier to talk to.

Upon hearing that there was a day off, Wang Cui, who was in the kitchen, rushed out: "I... I want to rest today too!"

She works herself to the bone every day cleaning and dreams of resting.

Lu Zhenhua was already feeling the pinch, and glared at her: "Why are you making things worse!"

Wang Cui's eyes were red: "How have I caused trouble? Do you know how tired I am every day? I don't have a moment's rest. They can rest, so why can't I?"

"You're just cleaning and doing odd jobs, how could you possibly be as tired as Dad and the others?"

In Lu Zhenhua's view, cleaning and mopping the floor is very easy.

Wang Cui was so angry she almost cried: "I don't care, I want to rest today too!"

Lu Zhenhua was too lazy to argue, so he took out his phone and transferred the money to Wen Qi.

I quickly stepped out of the house, out of sight, out of mind.

Grandpa Lu didn't need to work, so he didn't linger for even a second longer. He turned around, slowly went upstairs, and went back to catch up on his sleep.

Lu Zhenbang and Lu Chengxuan dared not be in the same space as Wen Qi, and quickly ran back to their room to lock the door.

Wang Cui stood there, furious, and threw down the spatula, yelling, "Fine, if you won't work, I won't work either!"

Wen Qi looked up: "Intentionally damaging property will result in a fine of five hundred."

Blinded by rage, Wang Cui was reckless and didn't care about the money. She straightened her back and said, "I'll pay. I want to rest today too. I'll pay ten million. Butler Fang, give me your phone!"

Why should those grown men get to rest while she has to work herself to death?

Butler Fang was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously turned his head to look at Wen Qi by the dining table.

Seeing that Wen Qi acquiesced, he took out Wang Cui's phone and handed it over.

Wang Cui picked up her phone, operated it with her fingertips, and within three minutes, a notification sounded indicating that the transfer was successful.

She was no longer the stingy person she used to be; she was truly exhausted.

Even if it costs money, we must rest today!

Wen Qi picked up her phone and glanced at it; there was a full ten million in rest fees in her account.

In addition, an extra 500 yuan was transferred separately, with the note: for the loss of the spatula.

Wen Qi received two incomes early in the morning: forty million.

This is truly a stroke of good fortune!

I really underestimated Wang Cui. She actually has so much savings hidden away, and she's been keeping it all under wraps these past few days, not willing to part with a single penny.

After successfully transferring the money, Wang Cui ripped off her apron and hurried up the stairs.

Close the door and rest; no one is to be asked to do any work today.

Wen Qi withdrew her gaze: "Butler Fang, call Li Bo here."

The Lu family was desperate for money and crying for their parents, yet Lu Zhenhua so readily handed over 30 million yuan. He must have some ulterior motive.

Li Bo followed Butler Fang in: "Young Madam."

Wen Qi beckoned with her finger.

Li Bo walked in, bowing slightly.

Wen Qi leaned close to his ear and whispered a few words quickly.

Li Bo listened attentively and straightened up: "Yes, young mistress, I'll take care of it right away."

Wen Qi picked up the bowl and finished the last mouthful of porridge, just as it was eight o'clock.

Bodyguards carried Lu Jisheng downstairs.

Wen Wen followed behind the bodyguard and saw that Wen Qi looked nervous.