After her death, the crazy boss killed all the villains and committed suicide

"Why don't we go directly to Lu's Group to find Lu Jingci? Why do we have to sit on the bench here?"

After Zhu Sheng dropped the ball heavily, he looked at his old father.

"It's been an entire afternoon, and apart from a few cups of tea, no one from the Lu family showed up."

Old Master Zhu raised his eyes and turned his gaze from the chessboard to Zhu Sheng, his old and hoarse voice was flat and calm.

"Why, do you think our Zhu family hasn't been embarrassed enough?"

"You know that's not what I meant,"

Zhu Sheng frowned, a hint of guilt showing on his impatient face.

"We don't know when that woman will be back. You should go back and rest first. I'll wait here."

"Even I am being led by the nose,"

Mr. Zhu lowered his eyes again and looked at the chessboard.

"Do you think you can get along well with Madam Lu?"

My own son.

Mr. Zhu pursed his lips, his deep old eyes full of disappointment.

"I……"

Zhu Sheng was indignant and wanted to refute, but he didn't know how to say it.

Just then, a soft voice sounded.

"You are too kind, old man. I am a simple and harmless country girl who knows nothing about the world. How can I have such ability?"

Inexperienced with worldly affairs?

Pure and harmless?

When Zhu Sheng thought about the manpower and financial resources he had spent to buy all those medicinal herbs, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

How can you say such a thing that goes against your conscience?

Mr. Zhu's expression didn't change much and his tone was gentle.

"Mrs. Lu is being modest."

"I'm not being modest, I'm self-aware,"

Luo Yang sat down calmly, looked at the chessboard on the table and smiled.

"I want to play the next round with the old man?"

Now that everyone is here, we should talk about business, why are we still playing chess?

Zhu Sheng frowned.

"Mrs. Lu, we are here——"

Old Master Zhu looked at Zhu Sheng with a serious gaze.

Zhu Sheng received the signal from his father and immediately shut up.

Luo Yang pretended not to notice all this, and slowly picked up the chess pieces with her slender white fingertips.

Mr. Zhu looked at the chessboard.

"Please give me some advice, Madam Lu."

"I don't deserve your advice,"

Luo Yang looked at Mr. Zhu and spoke with a smile.

"But since there are winners and losers in chess, and there are stakes for winning and losing, how about we use what the old man wants to say as the stakes?"

Hearing this, Zhu Sheng was stunned.

Did this woman know what they were here for?

Mr. Zhu's eyes moved and he understood what Luo Yang meant.

"Determined by winning or losing?"

When it comes to chess skills, he is still very confident.

If you follow this rule, you can save yourself a lot of trouble.

Luo Yang met Mr. Zhu's gaze and the smile on his face deepened.

"Win or lose is determined."

"I am several dozen years older than Madam Lu. Madam Lu, please go first."

Mr. Zhu leaned back in his chair with a faint smile on his face.

Compared with passive defense, she does prefer to actively plan attacks.

"Then I won't be polite to you, old man,"

Luo Yang picked up a chess piece and put it down first.

Mr. Zhu narrowed his eyes and followed closely.

Zhu Sheng looked relaxed and began to sip his tea slowly.

He knew his father's chess skills very well, and this woman was bound to lose.

The two men acted cautiously and countered each move.

Luo Yang's cold and beautiful face remained calm, without the slightest change in expression.

Mr. Zhu slowly sat up straight, slowed down his chess moves, and his expression became serious.

Uncle Qiao quietly poured tea for the two of them and stood aside, watching with interest, unable to help but admire in his heart.

The young lady is really a hidden talent as she doesn't give the other party any way out.

Half an hour later.

"Snapped,"

After Luo Yang put down a chess piece, he picked up the teacup beside him and rubbed it slowly.

Judging from her expression, it seemed that she was not going to pick up the chess piece again.

Old Master Zhu held the chess piece and looked at the chessboard, without making any move for a long time.

Zhu Sheng saw it and was worried.

Zhu Sheng’s chess skills were average, and he could only see that the situation between the two was in a stalemate, but he couldn’t see the killer moves hidden in the dark.

He saw that Mr. Zhu didn't move for a long time and looked anxious.

"dad--"

After a moment, Mr. Zhu put the chess piece in his hand back into the chess pot, looked up at Luo Yang with a grim expression.

"……I lost."

Lost?

Lost like this?

Zhu Sheng's eyes widened with disbelief.

Luo Yang put down the cup in his hand, his eyes clear and bright with a faint smile.

"Concession."

Old Master Zhu looked at Zhu Sheng with solemn and cold eyes.

"Give the things to Mrs. Lu, and let's go back."

The veins on Zhu Sheng's forehead jumped.

"But--"

"No buts,"

Mr. Zhu looked unhappy.

"I am willing to admit defeat."

These few simple words seemed to carry extraordinarily heavy weight.

"……yes,"

Zhu Sheng put the box at hand on the coffee table in front of him, opened it, and pushed it in front of Luo Yang. His expression and tone were not very good.

"The herbs you want are inside."

However, Luo Yang completely ignored Zhu Sheng and started to look through the medicinal herbs in the box. After comparing them one by one, the smile on his lips became more genuine.

"The Zhu family is indeed a great medicinal herb expert. They were able to find such hard-to-find herbs in such a short time."

You also know it's hard to find?!

Zhu Sheng's breathing suddenly became a little heavier.

Luo Yang closed the box and smiled at Mr. Zhu and Zhu Sheng.

"If there is a chance, I hope we can still cooperate."

Zhu Sheng: …

No chance, don't even think about it!!

Mr. Zhu did not respond and stood up from the sofa with the help of a cane.

"It's getting late, so I won't bother Mrs. Lu any more."

Before he finished speaking, he walked out.

If you look closely, you will find that Mr. Zhu's steps are much slower and heavier than when he came.

Zhu Sheng gritted his teeth, glanced at Luo Yang with a suspicious look, and followed him.

He never wants to come to the Lu family again.

The curve of Luo Yang's mouth did not change at all.

"Uncle Qiao, show the guests out."

"Yes,"

Uncle Qiao nodded, turned and left.

Zhang Chi, who was waiting at the door, then walked in.

"lady--"