As spiritual energy revived, I, having acquired certain attributes, gradually ascended to immortalit

"never mind."

Looking at the buildings not far away, Shen Qing hadn't figured out what to do for a moment, so she shook her head and turned to leave.

"Xiao Shen, you've come to see your older brother again? Why didn't you come the other day?"

Before he could turn around, the gatekeeper, Grandpa Zhang, who was lying by the door smoking, noticed him.

"Uncle Zhang."

Shen Qing explained with a smile, "I've been quite busy lately, so I haven't been able to come every day."

Grandpa Zhang exhaled a smoke ring and nodded. "That's true. You're still young; your career is more important."

"However, Xiao Shen,"

Grandpa Zhang lowered his voice and beckoned Shen Qing over mysteriously, asking, "How's the ghost story going in the neighborhood next door?"

"It's haunted. I haven't noticed anything these past two days. It's probably just some noise from stray cats."

Shen Qing laughed it off. What nonsense! It was just some ancient person making noise by picking a lock. How could he explain that?

"I know you young people don't believe in this, but here, take this."

As Grandpa Zhang spoke, he took out two yellow talismans from his pocket and handed them over. As a professional, Shen Qing could tell at a glance that they were useless.

But the other party meant well, so I had no choice but to accept it.

"Thank you, Uncle Zhang."

After chatting briefly, Shen Qing walked to the front of the second apartment building, looked at the window of the older brother's house on the second floor, and thought, "Since I'm already here, I might as well go up and take a look."

He slowly set off, still pondering. He stood in front of the door, grasped the handle, and turned it, but it wouldn't open.

"Is nobody here?"

Shen Qing muttered something to himself, then easily found the key behind the couplet, opened the door, and found the room empty except for a note stuck on the refrigerator.

"I've been busy at the construction site these past few days, so I've been getting home quite late. Your sister-in-law also went back to her parents' house yesterday, so you'll have to figure out what to do for dinner yourself!"

Shen Qing was stunned when he saw the note with the emoticon left by his older brother.

It's normal to work overtime on construction sites; in order to meet deadlines, people often have to work even in the middle of the night.

But my sister-in-law went back to her parents' home...

It wasn't just because of the two brothers; the eldest sister-in-law's family also favored boys over girls, and she didn't have a good relationship with her family, rarely going back home.

"They'll start arguing again if they go back, and my older brother hasn't come along yet."

Since no one was home, Shen Qing could only lock the door, put the key back where it was, and leave.

"I was originally planning to discuss it with my sister-in-law, telling her that I have a girlfriend and asking her to help me pick out some clothes."

He didn't have time, so besides his sister-in-law, it seemed like there was only one other girl he could ask for help.

"exist?"

Passing by the neighborhood supermarket, Shen Qing suddenly slapped his forehead.

"I almost forgot, I need to go to the mall for clothes, but I haven't bought toiletries yet."

He turned and went into the supermarket, quickly bought toiletries such as toothbrushes and towels, and finally stood in front of a certain women's product, hesitating for a moment.

The last time he came into contact with this thing was during military training when he used it as a shoe insole.

"Holy crap, they even have daytime and nighttime versions."

The packaging was colorful, with various brands, models, and materials, leaving Shen Qing somewhat bewildered.

So she bought several big brands and walked to the cashier amidst the strange looks from the surrounding customers. Well, maybe it was just Shen Qing's imagination; life doesn't have that many spectators.

He was simply doing his duty as a host, trying his best to be considerate!

……

As dusk settled, a construction site in Heping District was brightly lit.

The rumble of the concrete mixer truck continued intermittently as Jiang Cheng, the eldest brother, stirred the concrete beneath his feet, beads of sweat mingling with dust dripping from his forehead.

"Brother Jiang, it's only evening, and another brother is saying he's feeling dizzy. Isn't it too dangerous to keep working into the night?"

A worker wearing a yellow hard hat walked over, looking nervous, and offered me a cigarette.

This is the third one this week.

They all say they saw a figure flit past on the roof, but when they went to check, there was nothing there. Old Wang was so scared yesterday that he tripped and fell. Is there really something there?

Several workers nearby turned to look at them.

"Don't talk nonsense."

Jiang Cheng stopped what he was doing, took the cigarette and tucked it behind his ear. "There's no ghost involved. Old Wang's injury was just an accident. It was probably caused by overwork."

You guys insist on continuing your shifts even when you're supposed to be resting. You need to be careful and get some rest; you'll get through this.

"Don't worry, everyone's overtime pay will definitely be good. If that skinflint Zhao doesn't pay, I'll go and ask for it myself."

Seeing this, the workers nodded subconsciously. Getting the money was the most important thing. It's modern times now, where would ghosts come from?

Besides, they were indeed aware of it.

It wasn't just Lao Wang; the others who had recently experienced blurred vision were all overworked. In order to earn more money, they continued to work even when they should have rested.

"Damn, there's so much going on."

After the workers left, Jiang Cheng scratched his head vigorously. Suddenly, his phone vibrated in his pocket. He answered it without even looking at it.

A woman's voice came through the phone, trembling with suppressed sobbing.

"Foreman Jiang, Old Wang is about to have surgery... The hospital is pressing for payment again. Even if we pay in advance, it will still be 10,000 yuan. We really can't delay any longer, there are still hospitalization fees..."

"What did the boss say about the compensation? We really..."

"Sister-in-law, don't worry."

Jiang Cheng interrupted, "There will definitely be compensation. I'll transfer 20,000 to you first to pay the initial payment, and then I'll talk to the boss about the compensation later."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Cheng immediately transferred 20,000 yuan, even though he only had less than 30,000 yuan in his account.

The worker was injured, and the boss was not responsible. As the foreman, he couldn't just watch the worker be hospitalized without taking responsibility, so he had to pay for the injury himself first.

After the transfer was successful, Jiang Cheng immediately dialed Zhao Bapi's number. He dialed three times before the other end finally answered.

"Hey, Foreman Jiang."

Zhao Bapi's impatient voice came from the other end of the phone, "Didn't I tell you? The client's payments have been slow lately, and we're having cash flow problems."

Wait a little longer, I will definitely give you the money!

"No, Zhao Ba,"

Jiang Cheng took a deep breath, almost shouting "Zhao the Skinflint!" "Boss Zhao, are you still waiting?! Old Wang's family only has him as their breadwinner, and now he's broken his leg. How are you expecting them to wait?"

There was a two-second silence on the other end of the phone.

"Foreman Jiang, no offense, but this isn't your relative. Why are you in such a hurry? I told you, the money won't be shortchanged!"

"Alright, I'll transfer 10,000 to you first, that'll be it for now."

The call was interrupted.

On the other end, a bald, middle-aged man transferred money, threw his phone on the sofa, and couldn't help but curse, "Damn it, money, I'm short of money too."

He was counting on this project to turn his life around; he had already exhausted all his previous investments.

Just when the project was almost finished, another problem arose: someone claimed to have seen a ghost, and one worker was so frightened that he fell and was hospitalized.

"That department is unreliable; they came once but found nothing."

Otherwise, no one would have broken their leg yesterday... Damn, if you ask me, they were just scaring themselves. Now look what happened!

When an injury occurred, he dared not report it further, otherwise it would cause a lot of trouble for the government.

……

"Damn it, all they do is drag their feet."

Jiang Cheng looked at the phone that had already been hung up, took the cigarette off his ear, and lit it with his lighter after several clicks.

He took a deep breath, then exhaled, his face full of helplessness.

"Otherwise, Wan'er wouldn't need to go back to borrow money. Not only would she not be able to borrow any, but she would also be scolded."

Ten thousand yuan is nothing. What's the difference between this and charity? It's just hoping that this ten thousand yuan will keep them quiet for a while.

They just wanted to take back what was rightfully theirs.