I, the screenwriter, have experienced a resurgence of inspiration.

……

After sending the transaction message, Song Mo simply leaned against the carriage door and started playing a little game.

As she said, the item trading market is currently a blank slate, with attack-type items having a price but no market.

She only approached the Lu family for a direct transaction because she found it troublesome.

If the other party is unwilling, Song Mo can conduct the transaction on the Lingjing APP.

—I imagine plenty of people would be willing to trade their houses for items.

Azhu and Ayan have gone completely wild in the manor.

Although the two ghosts never pick and choose their living environment, as long as they stay by Song Mo's side, it must be said that Lu Bingkun, that dead ghost, has pretty good taste.

At least the house is well-built.

(In some mysterious place, a soul lying on the ground, shedding tears, suddenly sneezed violently.)

……

Fortunately, the "unemployed CEO" responded quickly.

[The Unemployed CEO: Why weren't these two items registered within the Special Investigation Bureau?]

"These are my teammates' private stash; they got them from the foreign dungeon two years ago."

Song Mo typed without changing his expression:

"They are non-human players, and we haven't had time to report them yet. If it weren't for buying this house, they probably wouldn't have brought it out this time."

After the message was sent, the phone vibrated, and the other party replied quickly, as if afraid that Song Mo would change his mind:

[Unemployed CEO: Okay, let's settle on this price, but we also have some conditions.]

The props must be inspected tonight. If there are no problems, the house will be transferred immediately.

This house was part of the landmark project of the Lu family back then, and it did have some reputation during the Lu family era.

Although we've already taken steps to address the issue, some problems may remain. If you'd like to move to another property, we have many similar homes around the world, and I can have someone send you a list.

Song Mo glanced at it and immediately understood that the other party genuinely wanted to expedite the transaction: "No need to change, I quite like it here."

After thinking for a moment, she glanced at Xu Yuan and the bald manager waiting beside her, and added, "You pay the agency fee, I don't have any money."

The other person seemed not to react immediately, and stood there stunned for a few seconds:

[A CEO without a Career: ???]

[Unemployed CEO: Do I look like someone who's short of money?]

[The Unemployed CEO: You even have these kinds of props, why would you care about a few hundred thousand in agency fees???]

Every little bit helps.

Song Mo replied very naturally: "Oh right, there's also the prop delivery fee and tax. We can split it in half. If you're in a hurry, you can use SF Express."

This time, the other party replied with several messages.

[The Unemployed CEO: ?? Delivery? Delivery?!]

[The Unemployed CEO: Do you know the price of silver-tier items on the black market? Would you dare send them by express delivery??]

[Unemployed CEO: Don't move! I'm sending someone to inspect! Don't send this out carelessly!]

The "typing" indicator at the top of the screen disappeared and reappeared several times.

Even at the end of the Song Dynasty, one could imagine how frantic the person on the other side must be.

[Unemployed CEO: -- Okay, give me the address, I'll send someone over tonight, or right now.]

I'll handle the prop registration, and I'll cover the agency fee. Do you have any other requirements? You can tell me now.

Late Song Dynasty: "It's gone, but the house was quite nice."

She closed the chat window and saw that Xu Yuan and the manager's legs were numb from standing.

The two men kept staring at Song Mo, but seeing that she didn't speak, they didn't dare to ask, "Miss Song, do you think this... is it done?"

Song Mo nodded: "Inspect the goods tonight. If everything is correct, we'll proceed with the transfer. You can go back first and prepare the paperwork and contracts. The seller said the brokerage fee will be deposited into your company account."

"Ah, oh."

Xu Yuan felt dizzy; she hadn't expected that this one deal would actually go through.

With a million-dollar commission, her share is hundreds of thousands!

How did such a huge windfall fall into her lap?

The bald manager's legs were a little weak, but he happily took Xu Yuan back to work on the contract. Before leaving, he said that it was difficult to get a taxi on the mountain and insisted on leaving the car behind.

……

That afternoon, several cars drove up the mountain.

The people sent by the Lu family were obviously incredibly efficient.

The lead vehicle was a black Land Rover, followed by a minivan, then several box trucks, and a crane.

Just as Song Mo was wondering what the caravan was for, the caravan lined up outside the gate, and a professional woman in her forties got off.

The other person was wearing a beige suit, with their hair styled in a neat updo. They introduced themselves as Fang.

"Ms. Song, hello. I am Fang Yating from Beijing Dacheng Law Firm. I have been entrusted by the Chen Group to assist you in completing the property transfer tonight."

My client specifically requested that all three luxury cars in the garage be given away free of charge, and that the furniture, appliances, wine in the wine cabinet, and all facilities in the basement also be left to you.

The property management fees for this house will be borne by the Chen family for the next ten years.

We will arrange for a specialist to visit your garden regularly for landscaping maintenance, plant replacement, fish pond cleaning, and facility repairs.

She paused:

"If you need any domestic help, you can also call the housekeeping hotline below the business card."

The butler will be on call 24 hours a day; this is the Chen Group's way of showing you their sincerity.

Has the Lu family changed their surname back to Chen?

Song Mo nodded, noticing that workers jumped off the truck, the cargo box opened, and inside were the Podocarpus macrophyllus plants to be replaced.

The workers had serious expressions and didn't say much, but they skillfully replaced the dead ginkgo tree in the yard.

Workers with handheld lawnmowers meticulously trimmed the lawn inch by inch, while cleaning staff turned on all the lights inside the mansion and thoroughly cleaned it.

Late Song Dynasty: "..."

It's clear that both sides feel they've made a huge profit from this deal.

……

……

Attorney Fang wasn't in a hurry to come in; she simply took the documents out of her briefcase one by one and placed them on the portable table.

As she set up the equipment, she had three assistants behind her set up portable lights and recording equipment.

The whole process was extremely fast, as if it had been rehearsed many times.

Next, four players who were clearly not ordinary people got out of the van. The one in the lead was tall, with short hair, and wore a brass ring on his right ear.

It is estimated from the late Song Dynasty that this was an appraiser hired by the Chen family.

He introduced himself as Qi Yue, and said his profession was appraiser.

"Miss Song, would it be convenient to inspect the items now?" Qi Yue asked politely. "If you need escort, my people can go with you to retrieve them."

"No need, I brought it."

Song Mo took out an ordinary cardboard box from behind him. The box was something A Yan had found in the villa's courier station, and it had the words "XX Mineral Water" printed on it.

The box was sealed with transparent tape and stuffed with sponge and foam.

Qi Yue's eyes twitched slightly when he saw the box, and the female player next to him gasped in shock.

"You...you're just using this to store props?"

"No suitable box found."

Song Mo glanced at the safe they were carrying and simply handed them the cardboard box:

"You can just inspect the goods directly."

Qi Yue carefully took the cardboard box, his brows furrowing even more. Behind him, his teammates took out a folding table and laid a black velvet cloth on it.

Qi Yue then placed the cardboard box on the table, took out a utility knife from his tool bag, and very gently cut along the seam of the tape.

He was as cautious as if he were opening a thousand-year-old artifact.

The moment the lid of the box was opened, the people around held their breath.

The first prop was a tiny guillotine with a black wooden base, as if it had been soaked in blood. The blade on it was silver-gray, and even under the headlights, the blade did not reflect any light.

The other item was a dried herb that looked like a finger and was contained in a mineral water bottle.