Due to being too busy doing business, Su Hui didn't have time to go home recently, nor did he have time to listen to his father's nagging.

On this day, his old father called him to the study when he was in a hurry to go out, and he felt as if he was a world away.

"Father, tell me quickly, I'm still busy after I finish talking."

It's a completely "I'm busy, don't bother me" tone.

Su's father was stymied by his son's behavior for a while, and after he regained his composure, he asked, "Are you doing business recently?"

"It's a small fight, it's just a small fight." Su Hui was quite modest.

Father Su's eyes on his son became more complicated for a while.

Playing around?

If small fights can make the recent mandala turbulent, and he has lived for so many years, wouldn't he have lived his years in the belly of a dog?

Since last week, a thing called "Bamboo Scroll for Learning" has spread in Mandala.

At first, Su's father and his subordinates didn't pay much attention to it—over the years, there have been a lot of things that have been collected for profit through the collection of Hidden Clouds Sect, but most of them have no good results.

Although the Hidden Clouds Sect Law Enforcement Hall does not care about personnel matters that have nothing to do with the sect, it is in charge of things that are bluffing and defrauding the sect.

Moreover, the strength of each tube is still very large.

But who knows, in just a few days, this "learning bamboo scroll" spread like branches and tendrils in the mandala.

Although Su's father didn't care about the inclusion of the Hidden Clouds Sect, there were still people around him who mentioned it, and what's more, some people asked him cryptically if he could get it.

Father Su was quite puzzled.

At this time, someone told him that the production and sales of the bamboo rolls followed his Su family's path.

The person behind the scenes is simply his son!

This time, Su's father was in a bad mood.

What are you doing, you want to make money, why did you end up in Hidden Clouds Sect?What if something goes wrong?

Just when he was in a hurry to stop this matter, and asked someone to ask someone to plead with Hidden Clouds Sect, the staff stopped him and told him not to worry.

Ask why.

The staff smiled and nodded at him, and then he realized that the person who was doing business with his son was the eldest brother Su Mingzhe.

And Su Mingzhe is the inner disciple who was pre-destined by Shenyin Peak.

With this layer of relationship, Su's father relaxed a little, but he still had some opinions on the nephew named Su Huai'an in his heart.

He knew his son, but his children couldn't think of such an idea of taking advantage of the situation.

In other words, his son was acting as a helper and a stepping stone for others, but he, as a father, was unwilling.

As the saying goes, if a tree is more beautiful than the forest, the wind will destroy it.

With the huge sales of "Bamboo Rolls for Learning", although Hidden Clouds Sect didn't say anything, counterfeit products came out soon, and some people tried to "talk business" with the people behind the scenes.

Su's father has been in business for many years, and he is well aware of this, and he also intends to make the two little bastards suffer and learn a lot.

But who knew that those counterfeit and "heart-to-heart ones" would suffer disaster overnight.

Losing money in business is a trivial matter, and what is even more shocking is that those who had dirty hands in the past were simply hung on the city gate, even if they had a background, it didn't help.

This time, but stabbed the basket.

Each line has its own way, and under this small mandala, there is also another side that is unknown.

If someone wants to reach out, he must bear the price of breaking the rules.

As a result, the mandala quickly fell into a wave of turmoil, followed by an even more incomprehensible turmoil.

The arrogance of that mysterious force seems to have infinite energy, no matter how the intentional people fight back, they will be suppressed back with even greater force in the end.

It is said that a strong dragon cannot overwhelm a local tyrant, but what if the dragon is strong enough to be beyond imagination?

Some forces in the mandala finally couldn't bear it anymore, and asked for help from their backstage in Hidden Clouds Sect.

But these gods and figures who usually called the wind and rain remained silent during this turmoil, and even under the circumstances of convincing evidence, they broke out and disposed of a lot of property.

These industries were silently devoured by that mysterious force.

These silent contests made Su's father and other outsiders feel thrilled, wishing to stay far away, so as not to be affected by the storm.

At this time, the bamboo rolls of the bastards were no longer for sale.

They seem to have earned enough pocket money and don't intend to spend any more time on it. While dealing with the tools, they contacted the disciple in charge of general affairs of Hidden Clouds Sect and paid a fee called "copyright fee".

The turmoil in the mandala was blown because of them, and when it was blowing vigorously, the protagonists closed their stalls.

Correspondingly, that mysterious force also stopped.

Calm returned to the mandala, as if nothing had happened - except that some people lost their heads and some shops changed owners.

Father Su didn't know how to speak, or even how to judge.

His own son, he knew that his ability was limited, and he absolutely did not have such strength to escort his son.

So in other words, it was someone Su Huai'an knew who spent a lot of effort to do all of this?

Who the hell is Su Su Huai'an?

"Father, what are you trying to say?"

Su Hui waited for a long time, but still didn't get his father's question, so he asked in surprise.

"What's the matter with you?"

Father Su looked at his son's anxious expression, suddenly lost interest, and waved his hand: "Get lost."

Su Hui was overjoyed, looked at his father curiously, and found that the other party really didn't intend to catch him and scold him, so he ran away happily.

Looking at the background of this unsatisfactory son, Su's father sighed and called his staff to speak.

"It is said that adopting a son is to pay off debts. What crime did I do in my previous life?"

The staff smiled and exposed him: "Master, stop pretending, are you happy now? The young master made such a friend."

His pretentiousness was exposed by the people around him, but Su's father was not angry, stroked his beard, and said with a smile: "He still has the ability."

Su Hui was totally unaware of Su's father's mental activities.

He happily distributed salaries to the craftsmen, and also gave an extra reward, and then dismissed the craftsmen, which was regarded as the end of this short-term business.

Last night they checked the accounts and found that the money they earned in this week was enough for Su Huai'an to buy a small house and save enough money for his next venture.

More importantly, after this time, he has exercised his ability and boosted his confidence.

Just like what Brother An said, although he has poor qualifications in cultivation, he can do business.

There is a "Tao" in everything. Maybe, in the business, he has the aptitude of Tianlinggen?

"Brother An, you've been busy for so long, let's go have a meal!"

Stepping into the courtyard on the west side with ease, Su Hui drew a long tone and said coquettishly.

However, before he saw Su Huai'an, he was stopped by Chun Tao who walked out of the room.

"Back to the young master, please lower your voice, our young master is resting."

rest?

Su Hui glanced at the sky above his head, it was clearly only afternoon.

"Brother An didn't wake up from his nap?" Su Hui asked in a low voice.

Chun Tao was also a little worried: "Yeah, the young master has been feeling sleepy since early in the morning. He obviously rested early last night, maybe it's because he's been too tired lately."

The two were talking softly, and Su Huai'an's sleepy voice came from inside the door: "Is Su back?"

Su Hui's eyes lit up: "Brother An, it's me!"

Not long after, Su Huai'an came out of the house. The setting sun was shining at night, and the light hit his body, showing a bit of unreasonable softness.

It was a kind of beauty that Su Hui couldn't describe, like a net of gauze, a wisp of fog, which made people feel intuitively "gentle" and "mysterious".

Su Hui was stunned for a moment, it was the first time he knew that he could still be so educated.

"What are you in a daze for?" Su Huaian asked helplessly.

Su Hui came back to his senses, smiled, and approached Su Huai'an obsequiously: "Isn't this because Brother An looks good?"

"And I didn't say it, Brother An, you are getting closer and closer!"

Su Huaian glanced at Su Hui, but there was no deterrent force in this look.

Since the business was indeed going well, coupled with the high-intensity lack of rest during the business, Su Huaian agreed to Su Hui's suggestion.

"How about we go to Qingyue Building?"

Qingyue Building is a well-known restaurant in the mandala, famous for cooking rare and exotic animals. There are rumors that the background of this restaurant is a certain great monk.

"Okay!" Su Hui's mouth was already salivating when he thought of the dazzling array of delicacies.

Su Huai'an was the host, so naturally he and Su Hui were not willing to enjoy it alone, so he turned around and said, "Chun Tao, you too."

Chun Tao: "...Me?"

Su Huai'an: "You have also contributed a lot to the business this time, and of course you will be indispensable to the celebration banquet."

Chun Tao was surprised at first, and then pleasantly surprised. With a scream, she rushed into her room to change her clothes.

When the three of them finished packing and went out, the lights were already lit outside the door.

"Today seems to be some kind of holiday."

"What festival?"

"I don't know, maybe it's the birthday of an ancestor in Hidden Clouds Sect?"

The monks have a long lifespan, and one year is just a short period of time for them, but the mandala is still a city belonging to ordinary people. As long as there are festivals, the merchants are bustling.

"I guess there will be no place to go today." Su Hui, who is well versed in eating, drinking and having fun, said.

Chun Tao: "I don't believe it."

Su Hui snorted and turned over Byakugan: "We bet!"

The two took Su Huai'an together and bet a tael of silver.

When the three of them arrived at the street where Qingyue Building was located, they were immediately frightened by the long line on the street.

"This, what's the matter?"

Could it be that today is not a day other than the birthday of a certain ancestor?

Su Hui asked a person in line to inquire, and soon, they learned the reason for the long line.

"It's because Qingyue Building has changed owners and chefs!"

"The chef is a famous chef!"

Those who can be called "gods" in the world of comprehension, I'm afraid they really have a few tricks.

"What should I do, wait a little longer?"

An extremely fresh smell floated out from the window, making people feel a sense of salivation.

"Can I eat tonight?"

Both Su Hui and Chun Tao forgot to bet, they only cared about whether they could get it.

On the other hand, Su Huaian was on the sidelines, resisting the desire to feel nauseous after smelling the meat.

what happened to him?

Could it be said that the sequela of the opening period is the inability to eat meat?

Just when Su Huaian was wondering, suddenly, a clever waiter ran out and asked earnestly, "Are you Mr. An?"

Ann—Young Master?

The waiter led the three of them into the door, and said as they walked, "Our shopkeeper has ordered that if we see you coming, we can bring you in without waiting!"

Su Su Huai'an and Su Hui looked at each other, unable to figure out which one it was.

far away.

The second generation Xiu who had a relationship with Luoyun Peak once touched Su Songci with his elbow: "Why, your Su family's property?"

If it was the property of the Su family, why did the step-son with a bad name enter, but they, the original sons of the main house, were still queuing up?

The author has something to say:

Su Su Huai'an: It is the industry of old attackers~

good afternoon~