Shocking! A master of metaphysics has been mind-reading!

"Of course, it's a natural performance." Xia Wange took out a pair of narrow-rimmed black glasses from her backpack, put them on, and then gently pushed them up. "The CEO's lawyer."

Zhang Song suddenly realized that Master Xia was a top student in the law school.

Lu Qiu was reading the novel when his expression soon became complicated. After hesitating for a long time, he asked, "Do we really have to do this?"

Xia Wange pursed her lips. "This is the only way I can think of to divert the villagers' attention and still allow us to start construction openly."

Lu Qiu remained silent.

So this time he is still the main force, playing a paranoid character to attract everyone's attention and make digging up graves seem natural?

"Demolition and construction?"

"That would alarm the government," Xia Wange said. "If that happens, we'll be in a very awkward position, and the land will really have to be demolished."

He sighed softly, "Alright, I'll go back first, I'll give it a try."

"Wait a minute." Xia Wange called out to him, then winked at Zhang Song. "Zhang Song, remember what I said? Take the boss there, I'm going to print out some lease agreements and acquisition contracts."

Zhang Song immediately understood and hurriedly said, "President Lu, Master Xia just asked us to do something together."

Lu Qiu looked at Xia Wange, who had a smile on her face, and frowned as Zhang Song pushed him all the way outside the hotel. When they arrived at the tractor, looking at the tractor loaded with corn, Lu Qiu was shocked. "Xia Wange isn't going to make me deal with all this corn, is she?"

Zhang Song scratched his head. "That's exactly what Master Xia told us when he came back in his tractor."

Lu Qiu was speechless. "Where am I supposed to get rid of this whole tractor-load of corn in the middle of the night?"

Does Xia Wange really think he's a god?

Zhang Song also looked embarrassed. "Master Xia said that as long as you want to, you can definitely sell it."

Lu Qiu: "..."

Deciding not to follow these two people's nonsense, he needed to go back and study the underlying logic of those one-dimensional statements so he could articulate it tomorrow.

Before he could even turn around, a man in drab farm clothes rushed over, pointed at the tractor, and said, "Whose corn is on this tractor? Selling it? I'll buy it! I'll pay a high price!"

After saying that, he looked at Zhang Song and said, "Is this yours? Oh my, what a coincidence! You must sell it to me. I had a truckload of goods that had problems today, and I was just one truckload short of filling the gap. It's a pity that there weren't many people selling them today. I was planning to go and collect a truckload in the middle of the night, and then I saw this."

As he spoke, the man glanced at Lu Qiu and, after just one look, felt that he didn't seem to be the owner of the tractor. Then he looked at Zhang Song and politely offered him a cigarette. "Brother, please, help me out. Give me this truckload, or my reputation will be ruined."

After that, Zhang Song sold the entire tractor of corn in a daze, and the buyer even thanked him.

After everyone left, Zhang Song looked at Lu Qiu, and his admiration for Master Xia deepened even more.

Amazing! Master Xia is truly incredible; whatever he says is the truth!

He will never have any doubts about Master Xia again!

After selling the corn, the group returned to their rooms. The next morning, Lu Qiu stepped out of his room and saw Zhang Song standing at the door, dressed in a suit, wearing sunglasses, and sporting a slicked-back hairstyle. "Good morning, President. The car is ready. Shall we head to Xiucai Village? Attorney Xia is already waiting in the lobby."

Lu Qiu, who had spent the entire night tormented by domineering CEO novels: "..."

For the first time, he felt that his comprehension ability was somewhat inferior to Zhang Song's.

Lu Qiu was pushed into the elevator by Zhang Song in silence. Since it was a small town hotel, it couldn't be a star-rated hotel, and there were other people in the elevator who kept glancing at them.

For the first time, he doubted his firm decision to follow Xia Wange to Xiucai Village, and even felt as if he had fallen into a trap set by Xia Wange.

Unable to bear the stares from those around him, Lu Qiu put on a pair of sunglasses, and suddenly, he felt that it wasn't so unbearable anymore.

After going downstairs, Lu Qiu glanced around and immediately spotted Xia Wange standing not far away, wearing low-heeled shoes, women's suit pants, a white shirt, and a black suit jacket.

She abandoned her usual lazy demeanor, standing ramrod straight. Her hair, which she usually wore loose, was now neatly combed, and with the addition of thin-rimmed black-rimmed glasses, she exuded an air of sophistication.

Lu Qiu pursed his lips slightly. He remembered that Xia Wange hadn't dressed this formally when she came for the job interview.

They're all such drama queens.

Xia Wange naturally saw Lu Qiu as well. He had changed his usual comfortable style of dress and was now dressed in a white suit that made him look exceptionally refined. He had a silver-gray fleece blanket covering his legs, and his sunglasses made his features look cold and aloof. In short, he looked extremely noble and exuded the aura of a domineering CEO.

She walked over with satisfaction, placed a white jar on Lu Qiu's lap, and said softly, "President, please hold onto the ashes of your beloved."

Lu Qiu: "..."

Lu Qiu glanced down at the jar and whispered, "What's inside?"

Xia Wange bent down and said seriously, "I even found a pot to stir-fry the flour, so the color is more like the real thing. You can have a bite if you're hungry."

Lu Qiu: "..."

You don't have to.

At that moment, a Bentley pulled up outside the hotel. Zhang Song immediately ran over, opened the car door, and called out loudly, "President, please get in! Miss Bai's burial time is running out!"

The sound immediately drew the attention of those around them. Lu Qiu, holding the pale-faced young lady in his arms, was pushed to the side of the car by Xia Wange with a tense face.

He felt he should wear a mask today.

too frightening.

The group remained silent the whole way. Xia Wange went over the script again and told them that she had also told President Ming to cooperate in the acting. President Ming said that he was just playing himself and wouldn't mess things up. He also guaranteed that he would cover all the expenses and that they would not have to spend a single penny.

He also said that he had originally prepared two million yuan to repair the village's ancestral graves, roads, and ancestral hall. If it weren't for this incident, he would have already donated it. But after this incident, he lost the will to donate.

After the group finalized the details, the car arrived at the entrance of Xiucai Village. Boss Ming was already waiting at the entrance, which attracted the villagers to come and watch.

So Lu Qiu got out of the car in his wheelchair, ignoring the gossipy stares of the villagers at the entrance. The road at the village entrance was a bit uneven, and when Lu Qiu got out of the car, his hand trembled as he tried to hold Miss Bai properly, causing the blanket on his knees to fall to the ground.

Zhang Song immediately rushed over to pick it up, but heard Lu Qiu say coldly, "It's dirty, throw it away."