Slay the Gods: Return of the Ancient Chinese Gods, Start with the Fuxi Plate

"Su...Su Yan, why don't I go over and apologize to Commander Ye?" Fatty Baili trembled.

Su Yan retracted his murderous gaze and said, "You have to think carefully. The Golden Buddha state shouldn't embarrass you, but he hasn't yet successfully controlled his evil spirit. If he turns into his black form, he might eat you alive."

Baili Pangpang's face gradually turned pale, and he swallowed his saliva: "Is there any good idea?"

Su Yan's face was expressionless: "Bullshit, do you think I'm not afraid? I can't escape responsibility for this matter, but you are the one responsible, so just wait and see... Commander Ye, don't be too passionate, otherwise you will beat us both to death!"

Baili Pangpang laughed: "Hehe, it rhymes... Uh, sorry!"

Feeling Su Yan's fierce murderous aura, he quickly retracted his smile, thought for a moment, and came up with an idea. He whispered, "Brother Su Yan, if you calculate the time, the game we jointly produced should have been launched in Daxia..."

"Hmm?" Su Yan's eyes lit up.

Public beta? That means we're going to get rich!

Although the game's design, from creative ideas to gameplay architecture, was all his work, at the technical implementation level, whether it was server deployment or daily operations and maintenance, it was actually all handled by the Baili family's professional team.

Su Yan actually just came up with a golden idea.

In order not to take advantage of Pang Pang, he actually got very few shares.

But even so, if the game can really be made, it will be a very considerable fortune.

This is money that Lin Qiye can never earn even if he acts until he dies!

In this way, I can finally dream of buying a big villa in Cangnan so that I don’t have to live in my good friend’s house all the time.

After all, good friends always have some light bulbs at home... Let alone Xiaonan, who is almost blinding people. Tian Ling is also a frequent visitor now, and always brings her family with her.

Su Yan wanted to watch TV with his good friend on the sofa... There was a snake coiled on the table, a toad squatting on the head, and a spider hanging on the ceiling. Many times, Su Yan really couldn't hold back.

Sometimes, when Lin Qiye doesn’t want to go home, he will come here and stay for a few days.

.......What a miserable thing that ruins the mood!

If this continues, there will be no chance of having children with my good friend.

As we all know, friendships without children always run the risk of being unstable, and Su Yan is an extremely cautious person.

One is not enough, you have to have at least two.

So no matter how much money you make, it’s never enough.

Baili Pangpang pulled out a document from his treasure bag and quietly handed it to Su Yan: "Brother Su Yan, there's actually something I've never told you. When I started the game company, I used all my own pocket money, and I didn't touch a single cent from the Baili family. So our game has nothing to do with the Baili family, and we are the only shareholders."

He scratched his head and lowered his voice. "I'm not short of money, so I listed you as the largest shareholder... 80%."

"What do you mean?"

"That is to say, this is actually your company. In two years, when the company starts to make a profit, you can get the largest dividend, Brother Su Yan."

Chapter 454: Leaving Immediately

Su Yan was shocked. 80%? That would take more than a year...how many billions!

I can’t owe you this favor!

Seeing Su Yan frown, Baili Pangpang hurriedly explained: "This is not just my idea, my mother asked me to do this. After our family's mess was resolved, everyone in the team was given super-high-risk prohibited items, each of which is priceless, but you don't need anything.

"My mom felt bad, so she came up with this idea. She also said that if you don't want it, she'll donate it all to the Black Cross Foundation. Look, it's written here."

Su Yan quickly scanned the document and realized that what Baili Pangpang said was true.

It is clearly written in the charter that if Su Yan does not want the money, it will be automatically donated to the Black Cross Foundation.

What a vicious auntie...Su Yan's expression was complicated: "Your mother actually forced me to do this."

"???"

The corners of Baili Pangpang's mouth twitched. He always felt that something was strange, but he couldn't put his finger on it.

The atmosphere between the two fell into silence.

Su Yan frowned, struggling between whether to accept it or not, while the white and black figures on his shoulders were fighting fiercely.

The sound of the turtle's fist whistling in the wind.

After a long moment, Su Yan finally shook his head slowly: "Chubby, actually, donating to the Black Cross is also a good idea. What the foundation does is for all of humanity. As a Night Watchman, I should shoulder this responsibility."

Baili Pangpang opened his mouth, but was interrupted by Su Yan before he could say anything.

Su Yan stared at the documents, his voice gentle but firm: "If this company really succeeds, an annual income of several hundred million is a conservative estimate. You said you used pocket money, but in the end, this money was given by my aunt.

"We are brothers in life and death, so I can let these things go, but Auntie's kindness is too great. Auntie and I have no relationship, so I can't bear the consequences of this."

Baili Pangpang pursed his lips, sighed inwardly, and said depressedly:

"I knew it would be like this... Then I really can only donate it to the Black Cross."

Su Yan patted his shoulder and nodded vigorously, "So, I decided to burn yellow paper with your mother, chop off a chicken's head, and become siblings!"

"I said no at the time, but my mom insisted...huh?!"

Baili Pangpang said half of the sentence out of inertia and reacted. He suddenly turned around to look at Su Yan, his eyes wide open and full of question marks.

"Yes, that's it! As siblings, we're no longer unrelated! I can handle this karma. From now on, my sister's affairs will be mine. I can even go to the King of Hell and pray for everything to go smoothly for my sister, and for her to be reborn in a good way in the next life. It won't be in vain that I took my sister's things!"

Su Yan clashed his fists and palms together, and the more he thought about it, the more feasible it seemed.

"Su Yan, you and my sister are sworn brothers... not!" Baili Pa gave himself a slap and corrected himself:

"You and my mother are sworn brothers, so what am I?"

"From now on, we will discuss our own affairs." Su Yan smiled happily:

"I call you Fatty, and you call me Second Uncle!"

What's going on...

Baili Pangpang felt like he couldn't hold his urine anymore. How could he give money and end up with a second uncle?

Who am I, where am I, what happened!

Besides, what the hell is this about becoming my mother's siblings? How could my mother possibly agree to this?

…No, my mom would agree.

Baili Pangpang burst into tears instantly, thinking that his mother did not care much about family affairs in the past, but now he was working outside, and she was the one in charge of the Baili family. In order to help him consolidate the family power, she would definitely not refuse such a good thing.

Plus, my mother was so grateful to Su Yan.

If Su Yan dares to worship, my mother will definitely recognize him!

But...what is this?

"What are you thinking about, Pangpang? Let your second uncle help you think about it?" Su Yan looked at him with a smile.

Baili Pangpang's mouth twitched wildly, and he was ready to use words to poke Su Yan's heart: "Why don't you donate it? You just said you would donate it. You should be honest!"

"Donate, you must donate." Su Yan waved his hand and said firmly:

"I've decided to donate all the red envelopes I've won in the group over the past two years as a member of the Night Watch, and I promise I won't even frown!"

Ouch? That must be a lot of money!

Baili Pangpang showed an expression of "When a man has been away for three days, he should be looked at with new eyes".

In the past two years, I have sent out at least hundreds of thousands of red envelopes to the group. In addition, in the [Night Watch Ten Thousand People Group], the captains of various teams are never stingy during festivals and holidays!

During the Chinese New Year, the amount of red envelopes sent to groups reached millions.

Well...except for Captain Chen Muye, who has always only robbed and never distributed, and was kicked out of the group during this year's Qingming Festival.

Su Jianqiang was still alive at that time. He did nothing all day long but held his cell phone and stared at it intently. He must have robbed at least tens of thousands of yuan in the past two years, right?

This little money is nothing to me.

But for people like Su Yan and Lin Qiye, who could chase someone for two miles in the street even if a five-cent coin was blown away by the wind, it was like cutting flesh.

No... at least it has to be bone scraping and bone marrow extraction!

Su Yan took out his mobile phone without hesitation, opened his wallet to confirm the balance of the red envelope, and then put it away with mixed feelings.

"Alright, aren't you just afraid that Commander Ye will beat you to death? Leave this matter to Second Uncle!"

This was the only good news Baili Pangpang heard.

……

Su Yan's chest was pounding. He walked out of the box and rushed to the third floor, dragging Baili Pangpang with him.

But the closer he got to the carved wooden door, the more unsteady his steps became. His hand, stretched out in mid-air, suddenly froze... If he pushed the door open and ran into a black monk as tall as an iron tower, with a fist as big as a sand bowl...

His Adam's apple rolled unconsciously.

"squeak--"

The door was suddenly pushed open, and Su Yan was so scared that he almost turned around and ran away.

Looking up, Zhou Ping came out with an empty basin, greeted Su Yan, and walked towards the bathroom.

Su Yan and Baili Pangpang took the opportunity to look inside the house.

There was no sign of Lin Qiye, he didn't even come.

Lying on the tatami was a little monk with a kind face. The divine pattern on his forehead was still there, shining with golden light, and a long line surrounded his forehead like a headband.

passion!!!

Su Yan:......

Su Yan hesitated for 2 seconds and said, "How about donating it?"

Baili Pangpang: ...

"Su Yan? Come in." The little monk heard the noise outside and waved his hand, his voice kind and peaceful.

The two of them gritted their teeth and stepped over the threshold.

Ye Fan had just woken up from a coma and had a splitting headache, but he still endured the pain, smiled and said:

"I heard from Zhou Ping that you guys are going back to Daxia first? When do you plan to leave?"

"I plan to... in three days..."

Su Yan sat on the stool in front of Ye Fan and was about to speak when he saw the little monk frowning and pinching his eyebrows with two fingers to relieve his headache.