The guy from the escort agency: "Haha... the Huang family boy, are you here to distribute the Lan family's property? Sorry, you are late and you have nothing to do. The Lan family's property is not enough to pay back our debts."

Lan'er couldn't bear it anymore, and her little face turned red with anger: "You... are you so shameless! The Lan family has a descendant, and my young master, as the husband of Concubine Lan, is naturally the first heir to the Lan family's property. Where is your turn here... do you do it here!"

The guy in the escort agency turned cold and turned his face ruthlessly, and threatened coldly: "Shut up to me! A humble maid, how can you speak here? The first heir is, right? I have more than a dozen IOUs written by Rand at home. No... How many you want are you going to have, and you owe me 300 million taels of gold. Is your wasteful young master paying it? Isn't he heir? Is the debt he owed? Is he inherited? I don't have money to pay it back, so I sold all of you maids to a brothel!"

Old Man Qi: "Oh...hahaha...I like it. I'll sell my Yihong Building. The little waste in the Huang family is not the best. It's the first-class choice for women. The concubines and maids in the thirty-six rooms are all beautiful. Haha, I forgot this time. The prefect Huang Renxin has been in power for many years and has been honest and has lived in the palace. We didn't make any decisions about your family, but now, I want all the women around this little waste. Don't argue with me!"

Lan'er's eyes were red with tears in her eyes: "You...you are shameless! You are shameless! You are full of conscience! You..."

Bang...

Old man Qi slapped Lan'er in the face.

I opened my eyes suddenly, reached out to wrap my hand around Lan'er's waist, and gently walked in my arms without falling.

The little maid covered her face, her little face turned red. I don’t know if she was beaten or shy, so she jumped away from my arms and hid in Mei’er’s arms and sobbed softly.

I squinted my eyes and stared at Old Man Qi.

The killing was not released at all, and the old man had been taken back twice by me.

I snorted coldly: "I will remember this slap for you first. Wait a minute and settle the accounts slowly."

Old Man Qi was timid and timid: "Do... even if you settle the accounts... you... you can't protect yourself, are we afraid that you won't succeed?"

I stood up, looked at the gentry one by one, and finally turned my eyes to Song Baiwan and Baye. I said lightly: "Come today, I'm justified."

The eighth master laughed and said, "Then let's be reasonable. We are all businessmen. Businessmen are honest and the most reasonable."

Me: "The Lan family has undergone a major change, and Concubine Lan is the only descendant. Concubine Lan should take over the Lan family's business, take stock of the settlement, and owes you how much money you have, and then slowly settle it."

Eighth Master: "Funny! You are crazy about it? How long will it take for Concubine Lan to take over the business? When will you pay back the money after taking over? What if you miss the debt? Besides, the loan note has expired, and we have the right to get the mortgaged items back."

Me: "Haha, okay, then let's be simple, Rand, how much money do you owe?"

Eighth Master: "100 million taels of gold."

Me: "When did you borrow it? Who is there when the letter was established?"

Eighth Master: "Land came in person only last August, and my housekeeper Dabai is here."

I looked at the old man behind him with a smile and asked, "Is this Dabai?"

Dabai took a step forward, raised his head and chest, and said arrogantly: "Not bad! At that time..."

I remained silent, my mind moved, and controlled his spiritual soul.

Dabai was awesome and his narrative was flowing, but as he spoke, he went astrayed: "Yes, I was there at that time. I remember clearly that this document was not written by Randcai at all. This was my eighth master who asked me to imitate Randcai's handwriting, and then asked someone to carve Randcai's seal, which was forged..."

The Eighth Master was sitting upright on the Grand Master’s chair and drinking tea, and almost choked to death with a sip of water.

He spewed out the tea and looked at Dabai incredibly.

Dabai glared at him and cursed, "What are you looking at? Do you believe it if you kill me? I have been tolerating you for a long time. You are cruel and ruthless and do all the bad things. Ten years ago, the Zhang family members were poisoned by you. In order to steal a piece of land, you have never done anything?"

Master Eight gritted his teeth: "Are you crazy?!"

Dabai: "I'm crazy, you uncle! I want to testify! I'm going to the yamen to sue you!"

I laughed and looked at Song Baiwan: "Landcai, how much do you owe you?"

Song Baiwan: "Gold...100 million taels of gold."

Me: "What a coincidence, it's the same as the Ba Finger. Who was there when Rand just established his letter?"

Song Baiwan stammered: "There is... there... no one is here! Only the two of us! Rand is dead, and there is no evidence for his death. This IOU, with a black and white letter and stamped with a seal, is that the evidence is as strong as a mountain. Wherever he goes, I will be judged to win."

"There is no evidence of death?" I laughed and said, "Although Rand is already dead, I saw him in this restaurant on the way I came just now. He kept muttering that these people are thinking about his property and want to seek revenge on you."

A group of gentry were guilty and looked around.

After a while, Song Baiwan cursed angrily: "You don't have to scare me if you are a waste of the Huang family. If Randcai comes, he will be the first to seek revenge. Randcai and I have known each other for thirty years, and have long been like brothers of the opposite sex. We cut off the head of a chicken, drank bloody wine, and swear to Huang Tianhoutu, and share the same blessings and difficulties..."

At this moment, a cold wind blew over.

The room suddenly dropped by at least twenty degrees.

Everyone shivered.

The squire who was close to Song Baiwan suddenly screamed, and was so scared that he rolled and crawled backwards. He was still screaming!

Everyone looked in the direction he pointed, and saw a half-decayed hand on Song Baiwan's shoulders, with rotten flesh and bones connected, which was extremely gloomy and terrifying.

The two hands climbed on Song Baiwan's shoulders, slowly climbing up little by little.

After crawling for a long time, a head was exposed from behind Song Baiwan's shoulder.

One eyeball was gone, only a blood hole was left. In the blood hole, white mucus was emitting, and I don’t know if it was thick water or brain matter.

A mouth was filled with corpses and maggots, drilling from the mouth to the nostrils, and drilling out of the nostrils in their eyes...

Half of the squire vomited on the spot.

Of course this is not Randcai. It’s just a hundred-year-old ghost I summoned casually, transforming into Randcai’s appearance, scaring people.

Song Baiwan was so scared that beads of sweat rolled down on his forehead. His fat legs were trembling constantly. A smell of urine came, and this guy urinated his pants directly.

The evil ghost leaned into his ear, dragged the long voice, and shouted quietly: "Share the blessings together... I am willing to be together when I am difficult... I cheated my money... I come here to accompany me... I come here to accompany me..."

Song Baiwan let out a cry, knelt on the ground, kowtowed: "Brother Lan... I was wrong... I knew I was wrong... You spare me... I will never dare to... I will no longer... The IOU is fake... I will never dare to touch a copper coin of the Lan family..."

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!