The fake daughter is bound to the mountain king system

After praising 778 for a while, Yu Jiao skillfully took out a piece of ginseng and sliced ​​it, and woke up her second brother.

Huh? Why is she so skilled?

Yu Nian woke up sadly, "Sister, is your life so exciting every day?!"

Yu Jiao was speechless and was about to explain when she heard Yu Nian speak again.

"Next time, can we invite Sanzai and Laoliu along?"

He smacked his lips and said, "It's better to share happiness with others than to enjoy it alone."

"..."

Does Sister Ayao know that you call her Laoliu in private?

Yu Jiao retreated strategically and said, "Yes, it's not impossible."

Unexpectedly, Yu Nian glanced at the green-eyed mountain god and rejected the suggestion. "I discovered it by my own ability. If those two guys want to refresh their worldview, they have to observe carefully."

Yu Jiao thought it made sense and nodded heavily: "Second brother is right."

"Let's go! Go check if the big piece of wood you've been thinking about has been smashed~"

"Ok!"

The cheap brother and sister happily went to see the thousand-year-old grass lying on the ground, and the mountain god in wide robe and wide sleeves followed slowly behind them, looking dimly at his own believers who were easily led away by Yu Nian's words.

……snort.

Of course it wasn't damaged. Falling from a high altitude, the thousand-year-old grass that had mutated to the point of not looking like a Commelina was unscathed. The only things that were hurt were the iron lump that wasn't blessed by the mountain god... and the bionic man =A=

When the bionic man with his arms twisted into the shape of "I love you" struggled to crawl out, Yu Jiao: "..."

Yu Nian: "...F- ...

Bionic man: “…”

The emotionless bionic man felt very annoyed. Fortunately, he was just a bionic man. He politely refused Yu Nian's attempt to twist his arm back and said goodbye: "The service time is over. We will come to collect the worn consumables at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning."

Yu Jiao: “Okay, okay!”

【Don’t be nice! 】

778 screamed in her mind: [The host doesn't want good things! He means that he will come to collect the consumables tomorrow and compensate you! ]

If the host doesn't answer well, then the money can be denied (bushi), said the kitten angrily, who was not allowed to dismantle his colleague's desk in advance due to system rules.

"..."

The android left, and one more person was hurt.

The place where the helicopter 'coincidentally' crashed was right behind the courtyard, not far from the open space that Yu Jiao had just cleared.

Well, smash an orange tree that's just starting to bear fruit.

It's really a tree for a tree...

The thousand-year-old Commelina lies on the ground, with most of its branches cut off for research. Such a big tree is not as lush as the weak orange tree next to it. Coupled with the broken helicopter next to it, it is really sad.

After moving it to the reserved space, Yu Jiao didn't waste any time. Under Yu Nian's horrified gaze, she quickly took out the tools used to commit the crime -

[778, I'll leave my assistance to you! ]

【Don't worry, host! 】

……

After waiting for a long time, Liang Lingchuan, who was already getting impatient, finished reading the information handed over by the bodyguard, and found out that the person who snatched the gift he wanted to give to Yaoyao was actually the fake daughter who almost made Yaoyao depressed!

Liang Lingchuan's face turned cold, and he slowly looked at Xiao Lin... The receptionist next to him said, "Lead the way."

Meeting that pair of sinister, narrow eyes, the receptionist's heart skipped a beat, thinking that this young master might be looking for trouble with someone.

Sure enough, the next second, Liang Lingchuan said, "I'm going to Shoushan Village for an inspection."

Receptionist: “…Okay.”

He knew Shoushan Village, a retirement village for the middle-aged and elderly hidden in a valley with an area of ​​no more than 600 hectares.

Although I have heard recently that there are some strange things happening such as young people returning to the village to retire, but aren’t the projects that Young Master Liang is in charge of all targeting the wallets of middle-class young people?

That is definitely not suitable for a retirement village. What can you investigate there?

Ugh.

The receptionist brainwashed herself in her heart: This young master came with an investment target. This young master came with an investment target. This young master came with an investment target.

Investment is a must, but how much to invest depends on the mood of the young master.

Although following his wishes may not necessarily lead to more investment, but this young master is so self-centered that if you don't follow his wishes, you will definitely invest less.

When the receptionist got on the small car and found that Liang Lingchuan had already turned and got on the luxury car driven by the bodyguard, he was already calm and said to his driver with a smile: "Haha, our temple is a little small."

"The country road is bumpy, I don't know if the young master can bear it..."

The driver smiled in tacit understanding, "But there's nothing we can do, unless he also donates a road and builds a private highway into the mountains, right?"

The receptionist agreed with what he saw: "That's what I meant."

As for the owner of that section of private road, he doesn't mind other people entering the village from that side...

Then they don't know either~

Liang Lingchuan didn't notice the receptionist's little trick. When the bodyguard apologized and said that Shoushan Village was too small and there was no such thing on the navigation, he sneered, "That's the kind of thing."

The bodyguard didn't understand who this thing was referring to, but he understood that his employer was unhappy. He stepped on the accelerator quietly and followed behind the reception car, trying to drive steadily.

Liang Lingchuan didn't care that the person he brought with him was a mute.

In other words, only those who dare to talk back to him are challenging his authority.

He was looking at the not-so-beautiful scenery passing by outside the car. After thinking about it, he opened the unanswered chat box again. His heart was suddenly filled with longing and tenderness: Yaoyao, for the sake of her career, should be able to endure the closed filming environment despite being a rich lady...

How could he go back on his promise to such a good girl like Yaoyao and let the gift he prepared for her be snatched away by the person who had harmed Yaoyao?

His thoughts gradually drifted away, and Liang Lingchuan couldn't help but recall the first time he saw Luo Yaoyao. That kind of destined throbbing feeling made him feel even more in love with Yaoyao. If Yaoyao wasn't still young, and so innocent and stubborn that she wanted to make her way into the entertainment industry on her own, he would have wanted to marry Yaoyao right away.

Well, although they haven't confirmed their relationship yet.

"But it's better this way now... before Yaoyao finds out, let's help her punish him."

Liang Lingchuan touched the chat box with no reply, thinking that everything would be great if he could confirm the relationship with Yaoyao later, but the car suddenly shook!

Liang Lingchuan's butt was hanging in the air for a second!

His face was blank, and he subconsciously wanted to scold the bodyguard who was driving: "You——"

As soon as he opened his mouth, the car shook again!

The words that came out of his mouth could not help but become: "How the hell are you driving, car-der-"

Bodyguard: "Sorry, Master, the road is not smooth."

Liang Lingchuan: "——What——ghost——ghost——place——ah!"

Complaints about the road conditions came to an abrupt end with a cry of pain.

Liang Lingchuan proved a truth through personal experience: Don't talk on a bumpy road.

——Obvious knowledge has increased.

……

The ride was bumpy, and the receptionist and driver, who were familiar with both high-end consumption in Shan City and country roads, fist-bumped in a friendly manner.

Driver: "Come on, Yuanzai!"

Receptionist Yuan: “OK!!”

The driver took out a QR code, and the receptionist scanned the gas money for him, and reminded him carefully: "The Sinopec China Merchants Bank store we just passed by has a voucher that can save 5 yuan. Remember to get an invoice, so you can get reimbursed!"

The driver then said: “Okay!!”

The two brothers said goodbye passionately, and the receptionist turned around and bowed again: "Mr. Liang, we have arrived at Shoushan Village... What are you looking for...?"

Liang Lingchuan's face turned pale and he was about to vomit.

But this feeling of something stuck in my throat is even more disgusting... Damn, didn't the fake daughter who bullied Yaoyao make money by selling health products? Why is she still living in such a remote place? What is this at the entrance of the grass? Cow dung?

"vomit--"

Liang Lingchuan couldn't hold it in after all and vomited violently at the entrance of the village.

The receptionist and Liang Lingchuan's bodyguard looked at each other and asked awkwardly, "Uh, Mr. Liang, don't you have the usual motion sickness medicine in your car?"

bodyguard:"……"

Nothing.

Their employer is extremely lucky and has never suffered from motion sickness. He is in very good health and has a healthy kidney.

But he couldn't possibly tell the receptionist that; they were the ones protecting the employer's reputation!

The bodyguard then said, "Don't bother."

Receptionist: “…Oh.”

The receptionist named Yuan then quietly stepped back to give some face to the bodyguard who was protecting his reputation.

He looked up at the beautiful mountain scenery of his hometown with distinct layers and clouds shrouded in mist. He couldn't help but sigh as he thought about the industrial and tourism industries that had not been developed despite the city's repeated promotions.

Sometimes it's hard to keep a balanced mind when looking at people like Liang Lingchuan.

But who can blame the wealth in this world for always flowing to the richer people? He can't be too possessive of the money in other people's wallets, but sometimes he feels that God is not fair.

Receptionist Yuan sighed inwardly, then pulled himself together and called a relative in the village: "Hey, auntie?"

"Oh, yes, yes, it's me, Yuanzai!"

"I have a big client to entertain. He wants to build a project in our city worth between 10 billion and 30 billion. I have to entertain him well. Is there anything delicious or fun in our village right now?"

"Oh, then I'll leave it to you, Auntie!"

The other end of the phone: "Okay, you're welcome."

Aunt Zhen hung up the phone, raised her head and raised her voice, "Jiaojiao! What a coincidence, your eldest nephew is bringing guests to the village. What kind of reception do you want to give? Can I buy a sheep?"

Yu Jiao responded loudly from a distance: "Okay, Auntie, should I let my second brother catch it or should I do it?"

"Your second brother has nothing to do, let him do it. Jiaojiao, can you issue an invoice to Auntie?"

"……what?"

When receiving foreign investors, it is of course a matter of business. Aunt Zhen held her bulging wallet and nodded affirmatively: "Yes, an invoice is required."

The two of them talked loudly for a few more sentences, and after confirming that they could issue invoices in the name of the company registered by Chen Sirui and his friends, Aunt Zhen fled away from the noisy area that was hindering their communication. Oh, it was too noisy.

The little girl in the noise area wiped her face, which instantly turned black.

She didn't notice it, and she put her hands on her hips and wondered, "Why do I need an invoice?"

Feng Lan looked at her sideways for a while, then slowly reached out his hand and wiped her face, ending up rubbing the dark black streak into a mess. Feng Lan: “…”

Facing the believers' suspicious and anxious gazes, Feng Lan hid his hands without changing his expression: "Issue an invoice and I can get reimbursed."

"Oh..." Yu Jiao suddenly realized, "That makes sense."

778 who was watching: [Host, hurry up! The first move is the strongest. Your strength is coming. I adjusted the order of attack to save ten minutes. Host, hurry up! Otherwise, it will come by chance! ]

Yu Jiao quickly responded: "Right away!"

Feng Lan: "...Don't worry, don't hurt yourself."

"Good good!"

Everyone agreed verbally, but in fact they were still extremely anxious. Feng Lan was also unable to stay out of the situation, so she stood aside and pondered over the maintenance video given by 778.

Finally, Feng Lan raised his leg and kicked the scrapped crime tool - the cutting machine - which was leaking black oil.

Bang Bang Bang!

Yu Jiao picked up another tool for committing the crime - an electric saw.

Buzz!

Liang Lingchuan's face turned terribly dark as he dodged with difficulty a local dog that was marking its chassis everywhere.

He asked, "How long?!"

The receptionist apologized repeatedly: "It will be soon."

Liang Lingchuan didn't want to talk, nor did he want to remind him that this was the nth time he had said this. He was about to be driven crazy by this countryside.

At first the road was bumpy, and on a one-way country road it was difficult to even regret and back out.

It was even more of a mess once we entered the village!

Those two small rutted roads were covered with cow dung in the middle and on the sides. Who was raising so many cows?

Liang Lingchuan, who couldn't tell the difference between wild animal feces and cow dung, naturally thought that people in the countryside liked to raise these smelly things, and then he was frightened by a group of running goats and subconsciously turned around and ran away.

By the time the terrified bodyguards and receptionist were protecting Liang Lingchuan, who had sprained his ankle, from the flock of sheep, they had already reached the foot of the mountain northeast of the village entrance.

Walking back into the village, it was another easy walk.

The receptionist thought calmly: It turns out that high-end leather shoes are sometimes not as good as his two hundred dollar faux leather shoes.

Liang Lingchuan had never suffered such hardship in his life, and he had already marked this village with a red highlighted cross in his heart: If Shan City still wanted his investment, then absolutely not a single cent could be spent in this village...

This village is the nemesis of him!

Aunt Zhen waited and waited, but the village was so small that no one showed up.

I had no choice but to take the fourth uncle's tricycle to pick up my eldest nephew, and I saw a group of decent people who looked embarrassed.

Aunt Jane patted her Gucci hairpin and thought to herself what a fuss this was.

I don't know if my eldest nephew will get the money reimbursed if the investment fails. Forget it. Although a boy should not be spoiled, it is not impossible for me as an aunt to provide a guarantee for my nephew. As for this sheep... I'd better leave half for my fourth uncle to eat slowly.

After being treated to a delicious mutton pot with a strong rural flavor, Liang Lingchuan's frown finally looked better.

He put down his chopsticks and thought that after so long, the person who stole his things must be in trouble - maybe even broke an arm or a leg.

Liang Lingchuan wiped the corners of his mouth with a custom-made handkerchief and smiled.

According to experience, the worst misfortune would be if it happened in a place where no one was passing by. If an arm or leg was broken, it would probably be impossible to reattach it after such a long delay.

Well, it's time to find someone to get his things back.