Traveling through the 60s, an interstellar woman makes a fortune by selling men

On the third day, just before two o'clock in the afternoon, Grandma Jiang was about to be laid to rest. A group of old men walking on crutches came to the Jiang family mansion.

"That's it, that's right." Second Uncle Jiang was very high-spirited. Finally, he finally managed to kill his cousin, and they became famous.

His cousin was really old and stupid. It was unreasonable for a girl to even give her family property to her nephew instead of her own nephew.

"I have to rely on my second brother later to force that boy to take out all the hidden antiques and relics and divide them equally. Such a big house is so well preserved, even a complete set of furniture is worth a lot of money." Uncle Jiang said confused. A trace of greed flashed in his eyes.

"Yes, Jiang Shuyi lives in such a big house for free, and the food and clothing he has spent all these years are all costing us money. It's too abominable." Jiang Shuyin supported Uncle Jiang, and it was he who sent the news of Aunt Jiang's death back to his hometown. Only his father and these clan elders could come quickly.

Jiang Shuyin hoped that he could regain his original house and property this time. As for what the clan wanted to share, he was quite generous. He believed that he was the future clan leader and would not do anything wrong. He would leave a little bit for Jiang Shuyi. .

"It must be brought back." Fourth Uncle Jiang clapped his cane, without even looking, he lowered his head and wanted to rush into Jiang's house.

Over the years, many things of the Jiang family have been burned down and robbed, and the family situation has plummeted. Although the children have started some family business and have gradually established themselves in Kyoto, they are no longer able to satisfy these former young masters who were once rich and luxurious. The old man's appetite has hit rock bottom.

"What are you doing, where is the obituary notice? Take it out and take a look?" Wei Shu stopped in front of the door as if facing a formidable enemy.

When they went to report their funeral, everyone knew that they had to bring the obituary notice before they were allowed in. Everyone understood the special circumstances.

"Blinding your eyes, I am the cousin of the deceased. This Jiang family mansion was left to me by my uncle. What right do you have to stop me?" Although the old man's back was hunched at 90 degrees, he was still arrogant.

After waiting for decades, he finally waited until she died. It was time for him to shake up and drive that kid out of the Jiang family. He couldn't wait for a moment.

"Yes, I am Jiang Shuyi's third uncle. Let that kid Jiang Shuyi come to see me."

Wei Shu and Wei Yan are not fools. It is obvious that these people come with bad intentions and good people do not come.

"Wait a minute, you are not allowed in." Wei Yan made a gesture, and all the plainclothes guards who had been lounging around gathered around and blocked the door tightly.

Wei Shu made a gesture with the hand behind his back, asking someone to notify the people inside.

Who knows whether these people are real uncles or fake? It would be terrible if they are agents. Who gives them an adventurous leader?

Wei Wei received the news quickly, and as expected, Grandma Jiang expected, "I'll send them away, continue, don't waste time."

Wei Wei didn't understand what the best time period was, but he respected the folk customs.

"Thank you..." Jiang Shuyi lowered his eyes and said nothing. He owed Wei Wei a lot, and he didn't care if it was a little more.

When Wei Wei came out, she only saw a group of old men being aggressive. However, due to the regulations, her subordinates stood there and refused to hit or curse back. They just stood guarding the door, and their faces suddenly became gloomy.

"What are you doing?" Wei Wei shouted coldly, no one of her people can be bullied.

"Chief..." They saluted uniformly, and when they raised their hands, the bulge on each person's waist was no longer covered.

Jiang Shuyin's heart skipped a beat, that was a gun. Those who have guns now are not ordinary people. These are soldiers.

When he saw the person who came out to stop him again, he looked kind-hearted, as if he had seen him somewhere before. Jiang Shuyin's eyes flickered, and he was scheming in his heart.

His brain never remembers useless people. Soon, Jiang Shuyin recalled the identity of the person who appeared in front of him.

This is... General Wei, the world-renowned General Wei. He had seen him at the military parade on TV. He could use this person's intolerance of sand to deal with Jiang Shuyi, who seemed to have some status.

I heard that Jiang Shuyi is now the president of a university. This kind of person is the best to deal with.

"Chief, they intend to break into private houses. For your safety, we have to stop them. We don't mean to embarrass these elderly people." Wei Yan explained.

"Oh, is that so?" Wei Wei knew the purpose of these people's visit, but pretended to be confused.

"What are you talking about breaking into a private house? This is our eldest sister's house, and the person inside is my sister. If we go back to our own home, is it considered breaking into a private house? There is no such reason in the world." Second Uncle Jiang stepped forward tremblingly, he was not Terrified.

"Old gentlemen, do you want to go in to express condolences?" Wei Wei's attitude was extremely kind, and his movements were full of righteousness, which convinced these elderly people the most.

"Yes, the deceased was our closest relative. It's not easy for us to come all the way here. Can you let us in?" Jiang Shuyin's face was full of sincerity, and he looked at Wei Wei with enthusiasm.

If he could get ahold of General Wei, he would become famous immediately. He could force people like Yan Shan and Tie Niu to immediately sell their factories to him at a low price to build houses.

"I'm very sorry. I heard that you don't have an obituary, so I can't let you in." Wei Wei looked apologetic.

"In this way, I see it's not easy for you to come all the way, and some elderly people should also take a rest. My house is next door, why don't you come in and have a rest. As for entering Jiang's house, how about I help you ask?" Wei Wei had a childlike smile on her face, quietly waiting for the fish that was willing to take the bait.

No matter what, Wei Wei will never let anyone with bad intentions approach the mourning hall today.

"This..." Jiang Shuyin was stunned. No need to ask, Jiang Shuyi would definitely not let them in if he was not stupid.

"Looking at you like this, you know me, right? Since you know me... why don't you give me face?" Wei Wei's face suddenly changed, which caught people off guard.

"No, no, no, how could it be possible?" Jiang Shuyin waved his hands hurriedly, but he didn't get involved, which made him feel uncomfortable.

"Shu Yin, what...?" Second Uncle Jiang was vague. How could his grandson be so cautious when he was the most familiar with serving dishes? Why, the girl in front of him looked so young, could she be a great person?

Jiang Shuyin pointed to the sky, and Uncle Jiang took a breath of air.

"Old man, please." Wei Yan walked up to Second Uncle Jiang and raised his hand to indicate the direction in which Second Uncle Jiang was heading.

"Okay, okay." He didn't dare not go. Second Uncle Jiang trembled, turned around, and walked towards the Wei house where Wei Wei lived when he was a child, which is now the secret contact point of the ANBU in Kyoto...

"We can't go..." A shout came from a distance, and several people who were already worried turned their heads instantly. Isn't this Jiang Shuhu who is coming?

Wei slightly ground his molar teeth and stared at the brat who had ruined her business with an unkind expression.