CEO's Intern Taoist Mster: Volume 3

By Chu WenJiangHu

Dugu Haoyan was the CEO of the Xin Sen Kai Group. As the eldest son of the Dugu Family, he had been extremely smart since he was young. He had a Ph.D. in business from a famous university, and he insisted on being an atheist.

Dao Miao was a novice Heavenly Jewel Master who had just been abandoned by his Master. After descending the mountain, his first mission was to find his savior, but this savior's fate was so strange!

Was the CEO asking the Little Heavenly Master to be an atheist, or was the Little Heavenly Master asking the CEO to be a savior?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Funstory
• Release date: May 26, 2020
• ISBN: 9781649355348

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CHAPTER 201 - THE ORIENTATION OF MONEY

The Orientation of 201 Money

Liu Yunxia was stunned. So that was the reason?

Loong San'er also did not expect that it was because of this reason!

Daomiao and Dugu Haoyan lowered their heads and started to eat.

It was very fragrant.

After lunch, they chatted for awhile longer before going out to stroll around the world. Afterwards, he went to the washroom and took an afternoon nap, not knowing how the Loong Family people were, since he had a good sleep in the guest room. Of course, this was the afternoon nap he had with Dugu Haoyan.

After the two of them entered a guest room to rest, Loong San'er's expression changed slightly. He rubbed his chin and patted his youngest son: Go take a nap!

The Loong San'er pointed to the door and gaped his mouth. He was pulled away by the Patriarch Loong, and only at a secluded place did he teach him: Don't worry about other people's private affairs, just pay attention to business, understand?

The Loong San'er nodded.

After a nap, they woke up in the afternoon and snuck around. The Loong Family s had already been thoroughly investigated by Dugu Haoyan and Daomiao, they even went out to buy offerings on the's altar, preparing to invite the gate god back to his seat at 2 o'clock.

Daomiao even allowed him to buy a shrine, so that he could hang it on top of the door so that the Portrait of the Gate God would not be exposed to the wind and rain.

The time was right. Daomiao asked the Patriarch Loong to personally draw the incense, and the offering was still the roast chicken, stewed pig head and smoked fish that the Patriarch Loong had brought back.

There were two plates of fruit and two flower baskets that he bought from a nearby store. In any case, the style seemed pretty good.

What the hell was Patriarch Loong doing? When inviting a door god, he would kowtow immediately and bow down with great satisfaction.

After inviting the Door Deity, Daomiao had the Patriarch Loong personally place the door god onto the door. His house's door was very sturdy, and there was no problem for the door deity shrine to hang on it.

After tossing and turning for a while, Daomiao finally gave Mr. Loong San a Talisman Paper that was stacked into a Paper Crane: Put it on the roof.

This is? Such a small item was placed on top of the roof. With just a gust of wind, it left!

The Crane God is in the sky today. Put him on the roof and take out some bad luck from your house. Daomiao laughed: As long as Loong Family... Then it wouldn't be able to fly away, if Loong Family … Cough cough, you know, it will fly away on its own, and never stay in a filthy place.

finally understood the meaning behind Daomiao's words.

Of course, of course! Patriarch Loong hurriedly nodded.

Dugu Haoyan looked at the time: Go back.

Yes. Daomiao packed his things.

Patriarch Loong took out another big red packet and respectfully handed it over to Daomiao: Thank you for your hard work, Master Zhang.

Yes. Daomiao received the red packet and directly followed Dugu Haoyan.

After they had exited the Loong Family, someone in the villa of a small villa near the Loong Family had sprayed out a mouthful of blood.

Sitting on the carriage, Daomiao finally opened up the red packet. Yesterday, didn't even take the red packet that Loong Family had given him. This time, the two red packets were placed together.

What kind of money is this? Daomiao brought it up to Dugu Haoyan.

Beautiful blade. Dugu Haoyan swept a glance across them and said in a rather astonished manner, Your Loong Family is quite generous.

Is this the beautiful blade? Dao Le? But I can't take it out to spend... Do I have to change it at the bank? Daomiao was not very happy.

It's worth as much as a girl's currency. Dugu Haoyan laughed: One vs six!

If it was calculated like this, the other side had given him quite a bit!

But I don't like it. Daomiao curled his lips: You go ahead, find a place to park, and donate all this money.

Dugu Haoyan thought for a moment, then nodded: Okay.

Usually, it was a place where abandoned infants and handicapped children were adopted. There were children who needed treatment all year round, and there were also children who needed to be fed. There were many things that required money, and it was a place where people were in need of money.

Here! Daomiao raised the red packet, meaning to throw it out into the courtyard of the orphanage.

This won't do. Dugu Haoyan quickly stopped him: Give it to me, I'll take it in, you wait in the carriage.

Daomiao looked outside. This was a welfare institution, and Merit Golden Light s were simply blind. There was no problem for Dugu Haoyan to enter this kind of place, so he gave all the money to Dugu Haoyan: Go.

Dugu Haoyan could not hold back and rubbed Little Heavenly Master's head: I'll be right back.

Mhmm! Daomiao yawned and waved his hands, not caring about the money at all.

Dugu Haoyan got off the car with two big red packets in hand. He went over to the guard and spoke a few words with him before being allowed to leave.

You're done? Daomiao thought that they would argue for a while, so he decided to sleep in the car.

Alright. Dugu Haoyan started a fire while saying: My mother is very familiar with the people here, whenever she has time, she would also come here to visit the children, so I also got to know the staff here, so I did things quickly, and told them there's a friend here who raised this money for the orphanage, but since he couldn't do it himself, he asked me to bring him here.

They didn't ask for his name? Daomiao was confused.

Yes. As Dugu Haoyan drove on the road, he said, I told them that I don't know of anyone.

Considering Dugu Family's good reputation, they still believed Dugu Haoyan's words and signed on it. They even gave him a certificate to collect the money.

Dugu Haoyan passed the certificate to Daomiao: I gave you a certificate.

Oh. Daomiao placed the proof in his bag. He did not treasure money, and looking at this certificate, Dugu Haoyan was very curious.

This is something with merits. Maybe I'll be able to use it sometime. Daomiao was very persistent about this.

Dugu Haoyan: ...!

Isn't that money something with merits? That was money.

The money is foreign. Even if I have to spend it, I can't touch the luck in my own country. It's a waste to keep it. I don't lack money. It's good enough to spend it. Daomiao explained, In the future, if I have anything else, I will tell them to only take their own money, remittances and cheques, and not foreign money.

Dugu Haoyan was instantly amused.

Daomiao curled his lips. What was there to laugh about, he did not plan to go abroad to develop his career in the Heavenly Master.

As the two quietly went back to Dugu Family, Daomiao's phone rang.

Dugu Haoyan's eyes grew sharp. Could it be that someone was going to invite Daomiao out?

When Daomiao picked it up, he asked: Hee Fei, what's the matter?

The one he met at the driving school was said to be a fellow fighter pilot.

Why didn't you come this week? Hee Fei grumbled on the other end of the phone: Are you not going to learn anymore?

I learned it, I learned it! Daomiao nodded his head continuously: I have something to do this week, I will definitely go next week. Have you finished your lessons?

No, yesterday I sent a message to the driving school that they were going to overhaul their cars, so we had to come today. I didn't see you today, and it's almost school time, and you didn't even come to count. I was afraid that if you didn't meet the standards, they wouldn't help you finish your studies. Hee Fei's voice from the other side sounded very worried.

That won't happen. I'm just missing a day of lessons so I won't not be disqualified. Besides, I'm not too confident about driving. I'll learn it slowly! Daomiao said naively: You should practice well over there!

Practice what? Hee Fei's tone did not sound right.

What's wrong? Daomiao was curious.

I hit the car again … Hee Fei groaned from the other side, The coach is still at the hospital and hasn't come back yet.

…! Daomiao was speechless.

The coach told me to brake. I stepped on the accelerator. Hee Fei spoke pitifully on the other end of the phone.

Then you threw the coach out? Daomiao guessed.

No, that's a straight road. The key point is that a group of coaches just happened to pass by. The coaches stepped on the brakes and I stepped on the accelerator. Then the coaches got scared, and one of them ran off and lost a shoe... Hee Fei was feeling extremely depressed.

Daomiao: ...!

Although he knew that it was not appropriate to smile at this time, he still laughed out loud.

Stop laughing. I'll see what you look like when you come! Hee Fei hung up gloomily.

Daomiao was laughing so hard that his stomach hurt, and even shared a bit of Hee Fei's trouble with him, causing him to be amused.

If they were happy here, then there would be someone who would worry.

In a villa in the same area in Loong Family, a person clad in the typical hunting uniform of a yin yang master lied on the bed, on his last breath.

The others circled around him, but there was nothing they could do.

How could this be? A handsome Japanese man was very angry, Sir, aren't you the Successor Disciple of the Yin Yang Master? How can you not deal with a small merchant's house?

They hired someone... This place is dangerous... Let's go back! The man on the bed was as pale as paper. Have the family send someone else over to deal with this."

Then I … Then wouldn't I... this is a rare opportunity! The Japanese man didn't quite agree. How rare was this opportunity? As long as he was done, one of the successors would definitely have his name.

At least it's better than losing my life here. A Japanese woman standing by the window stubbed out the cigarette in his hand.

Here. A short Japanese man stepped forward.

You can book a plane ticket and leave for home tomorrow. The Japanese woman said in disgust, I hate this place. I hate everything here!

Yes, miss. Tian Zhong and Sanlang quickly made the arrangements.

Miss Saang Zi … The handsome Japanese man was dissatisfied with the woman's decision.

Ito Jun, we must ensure the safety of Lord Tai Lang. Miss Saang Zi said sternly: Could it be that you can endure the anger of Lord DaoMan?

The man she was talking about was Taguro's father, Masahiko, in bed.

If it weren't for the fact that they heard about the matter of the Golden Frontal Decoration of the ancient Female Heavenly Emperor and the second son of the previous Patriarch, they wouldn't have drawn the attention of Lord Tai Lang and they definitely wouldn't have broken through and found so many things along the way. Unfortunately, they came a step too late.

That place had already been discovered, and they were stationed in the army, so they didn't dare to make a move.

The relationship between the two countries was originally lacking in sincerity, if the government here finds out that they want to steal the ancient tomb, I'm afraid they won't be able to return.

When he mentioned Dao full of heroes, Ito's face paled. How could he have forgotten that no matter how useless the person on the bed was, he was not someone he could criticize.

Alright, then let's go back. After Ito finished speaking, he left.

On the other hand, Saang Zi told the doctors accompanying him to take care of Lord Tai Lang.

Ito returned to his room, and the people that followed him also came, there was also a Yin Master, but he was just a small character, and did not have a family background.

Young Master Ito, are we just going to let this go? We have spent a lot of energy and matter to accomplish this.

That's right, if we go back like this, the people in the family will have more to talk about.

Young Master Ito, this is related to the main house's selection!

Ito was also very agitated. What can we do? We're going back tomorrow.

Once they returned and looked at each other across the sea, what else could they do? He had already planned everything out, but he didn't follow his script. Damn it!

A few people looked at the Yin Yang Master, who was sitting in a corner and did not move for a long time, but in the end, Ito opened his mouth again, Master, you don't know …?

Sure. The other party nodded his head. But there are conditions.

Please speak. Ito was overjoyed, as long as he could achieve his goal, he would raise any conditions.

I want to speak to Taro... Die!" The Yin Yang Master suddenly opened his eyes, which were filled with ice-cold killing intent.

CHAPTER 202 - WHAT DO YOU THINK?

What do you think?

In the evening, after Daomiao and the others ate dinner at home and strolled around, they told the Old Master about the matter of the Loong Family.

The old man sighed: "This person needs to have a grateful heart, his Loong Family is too good, and he is unconvinced, but what about the result? Isn't this the flower that should be bloomed?

That's right, why would their family be so foreign? The money they give is all foreign, I don't want a single one. Daomiao was very unsatisfied with this.

The Old Master Dugu Weng laughed, That's right, when we go out next time, tell them to only take soft money.

Until he slept at night, Dugu Haoyan still asked him: Why don't you want any foreign currency? When the time comes, we can exchange it for soft girls' money.

Trouble! Daomiao yawned, and lied down weakly in his bed: I still need to pay taxes, and I also need to explain my origins. I can't think of a good reason, and I don't want to leave them in mold, so I might as well just spend them when I want to, and save them up whenever I want to …

Soon, it began to whooshing.

Dugu Haoyan shook his head, did he not know what was so logical to avoid taxes?

Exchange of foreign currency required him to pay a certain amount of tax and also needed a reason. However, in the name of his employees, he had no need to worry about finding the Finance Department to exchange them.

It was just that Daomiao had never thought of taking advantage of him, nor did he think of letting Dugu Haoyan handle this matter, it was just a matter of words.

In the quiet night, the waning moon shone with countless stars.

In front of the Loong Family's courtyard gate, a strand of strange, tangled hair crawled its way to the door. Just as it was about to crawl in, it was suddenly attacked by something unknown.

At the same time, Patriarch Loong heard a woman's scream. He rolled on the bed and took out a mini handgun from under his pillow.

The alert old man put on his nightgown. He had been living on the second floor, and the main dining room and kitchen were on the first floor.

The slippers he wore were made with fur and there was no sound when he stepped on them. Even when he walked out of the house, he did not see anything extraordinary. It was just that there was a burnt smell in the air.

But their family had ordered a takeout tonight, so the hotel sent over a table of food. Besides, who wouldn't give the chickens and ducks a piece of fur to grill?

Patriarch Loong did not understand, but when he raised his head to look, he was shocked!

White light flashed back and forth on the roof of his house. He thought of the Paper Crane that was placed on the roof.

In his heart, he decided to take the money with him tomorrow to do charity, the kind that won't become famous!

He carried his small handgun and went back to his room. Seeing the flowing light on the roof, Patriarch Loong suddenly felt safe.

What he did not know was that as soon as he laid down, the villa in the same district as him was lit up brightly. A Yin Yang Master vomited blood and fainted, and the chilly wind in their villa blew.

Lord Tai Lang used the blood that the man vomited to draw some pictures for them to wear, then drove to the airport overnight. Just as Patriarch Loong fell asleep, the car drove past his house.

The next day was Monday. Dugu Haoyan decided to go to the main office in the morning. If not, he would go to branch office in the afternoon.

After eating breakfast, Daomiao followed him out.

By the time he reached the main company, everything was in order, but because it was already the beginning of the month, all sorts of reports were released, Dugu Haoyan felt that it was probably not the time to be at peace this morning.

Huangfu Gaohan gave him the financial report for the past three months, and he even cried for him to stay poor: This month, there are two clients that don't want to renew our contract, we're going to drink to the northwest wind.

Pull it down. Dugu Haoyan looked at the financial statements as he ridiculed Yue Yang, Didn't you develop the enemy businesses of those two clients as customers?

Of course, because those two clients have too many things to do, just say it's our system's fault if you get the data wrong, I'm not willing to serve you. When Huangfu Gaohan turned hostile, he took care of those two clients himself. Their Xinsengui s were both celebrities in the IT industry, not lackeys for them.

Don't receive customers that are too troublesome. Our corporation doesn't have that many people either. Tell everyone below who has too many things, just cut them down. This was exactly the kind of boldness that Dugu Haoyan had. He wanted to earn money with his back straight, not bow and kneel.

Alright! Huangfu Gaohan was happy.

Dugu Haoyan spent the entire morning checking all sorts of reports, but he found a problem. He went to the Finance Department to ask: Is this expense wrong?

It was a settlement between the company and the cleaning company, which included the allocation of funds from the Bai residence. As they were large companies, the maintenance and cleaning expenses of the Bai residence were limited to one account each quarter, but a Bai residence could not be compared to a large office building like theirs. It was not the same place every day, so the payment was considered cheap.

This was also decided upon by the president himself. Walking through the company's private accounts until the end of the year to summarize the profits, it would be deducted from the president's pure profits.

For fear of making a mistake, they had independently settled the accounts, so it shouldn't be a mistake.

CEO, is there anything wrong with it? The Finance Department checked carefully, and even used the calculator on Dugu Haoyan's desk to calculate it, there wasn't anything wrong with it? The answer was very convincing.

They gave the Bai Clan protection, going there once a week, paying one thousand yuan each time. Doesn't that mean … Too little? Dugu Haoyan said gloomily: Also, what about the salary for the old man who is in charge of the old house? Could it be that he hadn't paid anyone during this period of time? Don't be hungry by yourself, old lady."

According to Dugu Haoyan's perspective, cleaning the Bai Clan once a week was extremely tiring, because even though no one was looking, the place was huge, and people who had dried up branches and rotten leaves had to be cleaned.

A thousand dollars is not expensive for a trip this week.

However, this could only be done for cleaning the Bai residence, which had an old lady guarding the door.

You have to pay at least two thousand a month, right? Plus, it was so remote, so he needed money to eat, drink, and sleep.

Even if you use a gas tank, you should at least get a hundred and eighty, right?

In addition to such a mess, you would have to spend at least four to five thousand yuan a month. Even if you wanted to buy more vegetables and less meat, the price was reasonable.

Is that so? The finance department staff member was also shocked, I'll call the cleaning company right now.

He had called them in front of Dugu Haoyan and communicated with them. At first, they thought that he despised the Bai Clan for asking too much from them, and even complained to them that there might not be a remote place, but every time he went there, there would always be twenty people, including the driver.

These twenty people had to work all day to clean up.

A thousand dollars was not expensive anymore.

They even had a private car to drive them there, so they didn't even have to pay for the gas.

Afterwards, he heard that they did not accept the salary or extra expenses of the old man guarding the Bai Clan, but the other person was confused and asked curiously: Is there anyone watching over there? But every time our people go, they open the door themselves? Because that job isn't very close, it's always my sister who brings people there every time. She also said that whose mansion is built in such a remote place.

Dugu Haoyan, who was listening at the side, was also dumbfounded: No one?

There's no one here! If there was someone, why would they let us clean it up? It's good to hire a few people to stay there! The other party said, We also have a few old grandpas and grandpas here. They can't do any heavy work, so they can only find a good place to retire."

Thus, generally speaking, those with less money would be given priority.

Clearly, the Bai Clan was not made up of those things.

It was fortunate that there was still an old well to get water from, and the water quality was said to be quite good. Sometimes, they would even cook lunch there at noon, and found some leftover vegetables in the garden.

After a few visits, they purposely cleaned up a place and planted some cilantro, scallion, spinach, and other ordinary vegetables that had a short growth cycle. They didn't need special care for them, they just grew quite well.

It was really too remote and there was no place for them to buy food. Thus, they could only make their own food. Fortunately, every week they would eat.

Oh, thank you! The finance department staff said into the phone, Our side of the finance department thinks that the money is a little low. I'm afraid that you've miscalculated. Sorry for the trouble!

It's no trouble at all. If it were anyone else, I'd probably be secretly amused. The other side was very happy that they were able to meet such a customer.

After hanging up, he went to the purchasing department's staff to get them to enter a batch of better cleaning agents, the kind that had to have a nice smell of environmental protection.

Xinsengui was always settled upon arrival, the settlement was not a problem, and the remittance was not in arrears.

Therefore, he had to be good to this big client. A little better, a little better!

On his side, Dugu Haoyan was already breaking out in a cold sweat.

CEO...? The Finance Department staff were also getting nervous.

The CEO definitely wasn't someone to be trifled with for no reason. However, he really wasn't looking at the old lady in the courtyard.

Huh? Dugu Haoyan regained his senses, took a deep breath and steadied his mind: Maybe I remembered wrongly.

How is this possible?

He had seen that old lady with his own eyes!

Or did she go with Daomiao? Was it an illusion, two people, or an illusion?

However, after experiencing so much, Young Master Dugu was now able to calmly lie, I didn't see it clearly this time. Sorry to trouble you, go back to work.

Yes, CEO. The finance department staff did not think much of it. Before leaving, they even paid attention to their boss. CEO, if you're too tired, just rest for two days. This disease will be better.

Dugu Haoyan: ...!

You are the one who is sick, you are all... Forget it, you can get sick by yourself.

Okay, okay! Dugu Haoyan was aggrieved in his heart, but he still had to endure it.

Because in those days in July and a half, their excuse was that he was hypoglycemic.

After the people from the Finance Department left, Dugu Haoyan picked up the phone and called Daomiao.

Daomiao was watering the flowers and plants that he received in his office. When he received the call, he glanced at the time, It's not time for lunch yet, is it?

What lunch? What time is it? You only know how to eat. Dugu Haoyan muttered to himself, then asked Daomiao in a serious tone: That old lady from the Bai Clan, what happened?"

Bai Residence? Daomiao paused, What do you mean, 'what's going on'?

I've already asked. Other than the cleaning staff, there is no one else looking at the yard. When did we see that …? Sentence, is it...? Dugu Haoyan paused, Is there something you need to say?

Daomiao understood, did he finally react?

When he took him there, he thought he would understand, but now he realized that it was the finance department's report that had reminded him.

What do you think? Daomiao whispered to him on the phone, Actually, we owed it a favor too. If I let it live there, it would let me look at some houses.

Dugu Haoyan finally reacted, that's right!

That place was so remote and there was no one around. It had been so long, yet he had never heard of losing anything.

CHAPTER 203 - WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU?

What's the matter with you?

But on second thought, which thief would be so unlucky as to steal something there?

Wasn't he scared to death!

What's for lunch? Daomiao was most concerned about this.

I'll take you to eat breakfast in Guangzhou at noon. After Dugu Haoyan finished speaking, he hung up and continued to read the report.

Until noon, when Dugu Haoyan finished looking through the reports, signed on the files, and it was time for lunch.

Actually, Huangfu Gaohan had long approved all of these things, and the reason he showed them to Dugu Haoyan was because he wanted to save them after signing his signature.

When he was about to go out to eat, Daomiao appeared in front of him.

That's true, I just ate it two days ago. Dugu Haoyan thought for a while, Then what do you want to eat?

Eat something light. Daomiao said with a look of yearning: Bring me the casserole seaweed tofu, spinach meatballs!

Alright, then let's go eat the casserole meat. Hmm, Dugu Haoyan understood the main point very well.

Daomiao was overjoyed. He just wanted to eat something ordinary.

The Casserole Meat Restaurant was a very popular restaurant. There were people coming to eat and doing all sorts of things. There were white-collar workers in the city, blue-collar workers at the construction site, and so on.

However, the quality of the people in the restaurant had become higher, and no one was spitting in the restaurant anymore.

The two of them sat in a concealed position, it was a four person place. Huangfu Gaohan had come with them to eat, at this moment, he went to order dishes.

Dugu Haoyan brought three bottles of green tea back, one for each of them.

Everyone had a small jar of meat, and a plate of Fried Rice with Eggs. Daomiao ordered the seaweed bean curd soup, Dugu Haoyan ordered the spinach meat ball soup, Huangfu Gaohan ordered a mutton soup.

Although the temperature of the air conditioner had risen a little in the last two days, it was still cool. He turned off the air conditioner and drank some warm mutton soup to warm his hands and feet.

You can't do this, go see a Chinese doctor. Autumn and winter are nourishing seasons, so it's a good time for you to make up for it! As Daomiao ate, he advised Huangfu Gaohan, Furthermore, since you already have cold hands and feet, you are very likely to get sick.

I understand. Count me in so that I can see a doctor. Huangfu Gaohan seized every opportunity to seek guidance from the Great Master.

Wednesday is a good day to ask for medicine, but the auspicious hour of the day is always at night. The doctor has already left work, and the nearest one has to be on the 20th! Daomiao told him in a low voice: It's an auspicious day, I plan to start the construction of the small building for me that day.

Then let's do it that day! Huangfu Gaohan said: I will also have a good day.

So long! Are you going to make it? Dugu Haoyan swept his eyes across Huangfu Gaohan.

Who can't hold on? Is this not some serious disease? Huangfu Gaohan did not care at all.

It's running on a treadmill, under the direction of a fitness trainer, sports.

Then you keep it up. Dugu Haoyan ignored Huangfu Gaohan.

Huangfu Gaohan was still ignoring him, talking to the Little Heavenly Master: When the time is right for you to give me the auspicious time, I will go there.

You can go in the afternoon. As long as it doesn't take too long to get off work, it will be a lucky time. Daomiao then told him honestly, Once you open the medicine, it will be good, just a few sets will do.

Mhmm! Huangfu Gaohan did not mind drinking the Chinese medicine. On the contrary, he felt that the Chinese medicine was much more beneficial than the Western medicine.

Just as they were talking, a few people came in from the door, all of them wearing overalls belonging to some Construction Corporation. After they entered, they sat at a table for six, and after ordering food, they started whispering to each other.

Daomiao looked at them for a few times, then frowned: You know him?

It can't be?

When Daomiao arrived here, he recognized almost everyone he knew. Furthermore, there were no workers with Construction Corporation?

Nothing, they look like... Seems to be out of luck. Daomiao muttered: All of you... It's like bad luck is on my body.

After Dugu Haoyan heard this, he did not seem to care too much about it, That's also their matter. Eat some food, go back and take an afternoon nap, then go to the branch office for this week's work.

Oh. Daomiao obediently ate his meal.

Just that, after hearing Daomiao's words, Huangfu Gaohan noticed those people.

He remembered the name of that Construction Corporation. There was no helping it, the name of that Construction Corporation was embroidered on the back of the work clothes and he could see it very clearly.

After eating lunch, he returned back to his company and took a nap. In the afternoon, Daomiao brought Daomiao to the branch office.

branch office had already begun calculating the materials and had gone off to purchase them. Although it was already too late, it did not stop them from surrounding the construction site.

Qiu Shou had already formed a large pile of documents and was waiting for Dugu Haoyan to come back to discuss the matter.

As a result, there was a meeting in the afternoon. The meeting wasn't over by the time they got off work, so the appointment was for tomorrow.

In the evening, the cafeteria cooked corn and water rice and stewed several chubby fishes with sauce. The fishes were mainly filled with cabbage that had been grown in the early spring. Now, it was the time for water to boil.

There was only a little water in the dish, and the rest were fish stewed in vegetable juice.

After he finished eating and drinking his fill, he would walk around the courtyard and chat with Dugu Haoyan. Daomiao would talk about the matters of the Heavenly Master with him, and Dugu Haoyan would talk about the daily affairs of the business world with him.

They were in quite a good mood. They slept on the bed after washing up.

They were in a good mood, and some of them were in a bad mood.

The next day, Nangong Lieh's phone call came right after he went to work. This time, he still called Dugu Haoyan, but he actually had Daomiao's phone number. It was only when he was making a phone call, that he subconsciously chose to contact Dugu Haoyan.

What's the matter with you again? Dugu Haoyan was preparing for a meeting, but he already mentioned about doors and windows yesterday. What he meant was that there were two levels of doors and windows, one of them being in the northeast, these kind of doors and windows to keep people warm, and the other being this kind of soundproofing method.

If Daomiao was reciting a scripture or something like that, it would not matter if it caused a big commotion.

I want to find Master Zhang to come over and have a look … Ancient tomb. Nangong Lieh whispered from inside: This ancient tomb is so strange!"

Don't you have an archaeological team? Daomiao isn't even that kind of expert. Dugu Haoyan was very angry with Nangong Lieh. He would look for Daomiao whenever he could.

That's not it, we all feel that this matter really requires us to teach the Master Zhang. Nangong Lieh said in a serious tone on the phone, For the nation's treasures, for the ancient tomb's treasures, please invite Comrade Zhang Daomiao over!

Why aren't you called Master Zhang? Dugu Haoyan mocked him on the phone.

Then, he heard a different person on the phone. It was an old man's voice, "Young comrade, we just wanted to invite comrade Zhang Daomiao here to take a look at the coffin with Main Tomb Chamber. There are many explanations on the coffin itself, and we don't dare to move without permission.

Dugu Haoyan: ...!

Who is this? Talking like a leader?

Then, it was Nangong Lieh's voice that spoke. This matter is rather complicated, and it has already alarmed the higher ups. Let Heavenly Master Zhang come over to take a look.

Can I say no? Dugu Haoyan rubbed his forehead. He was a child, and had gotten into fights and troubles when he was young, and after growing up, he finally got himself into the army. He created a good reputation for him, but now, he was helping him out with things.

Indeed, in terms of seniority, he still had to call Nangong Lieh Uncle.

What do you think? Nangong Lieh was also very bitter: This is really not my fault. You'll know when I pick you up.

Wait, I'll go ask Daomiao. Dugu Haoyan did not hang up, but called Daomiao from the other end of the line: Nangong Lieh is looking for you, this time there's a leader here, he wants to invite you to take a look.

Let him come. Daomiao was always easy to talk to. Let me clean up.

Yes. Dugu Haoyan hung up the phone, thought for a while, then called Vice Ceo Qiu Shou: I have something urgent to attend to in the morning, the meeting will be postponed.

In the afternoon?

Afternoon... Let's see.

Alright. Vice Ceo Qiu Shou understood what the CEO meant.

Dugu Haoyan then called the secretary in, The meeting will be delayed in the morning, time is uncertain, you can gather all the information you want. Also, ask for the budget …

After settling everything, he carried his jacket and his belongings as he went to find Daomiao. Just as the two of them walked out of the office building, they heard the sound of a helicopter.

The people from branch office were no longer surprised, the cars in the parking lot had long since moved, giving way to the helicopters.

The helicopter looked like it belonged to the military. Was the CEO on good terms with the military?

When Nangong Lieh saw Dugu Haoyan, he scratched his head awkwardly: "It's really not that I'm nosy. Who told the Master Zhang to be so awesome.

This is a company, not a military department. Why don't you get my Daomiao some sort of a title? Give me a salary? Dugu Haoyan said sarcastically with a sullen face.

Isn't there nothing we can do? Nangong Lieh did not get angry with him, but instead reminded him: I heard that your family's old man got some Japanese invader's first generation Golden Frontal Decoration, it's worth the money, right?

What do you mean? Dugu Haoyan looked at him warily. Nangong Lieh was actually worried about the money, was it about to rain Red Rain?

The old men suggested that the thing be nationalized, but they didn't want to pay for it yet. Nangong Lieh winked, They are at the Clear Water Yamen.

A few of the old scholars were happily thinking about it!

Without asking, if Old Master Dugu Weng really wanted to resell it, how much would it cost?

Before he came here, he had already made contact with his family. Rumor has it that in the industry, there were already people who were willing to offer a price of 100 million, but unfortunately, there was a city without a price.

In fact, based on meticulous calculations, a vase from Qian Long's year could be sold for 100 million, or even more than 100 million. This Female Heavenly Emperor's Golden Frontal Decoration should be at least 300 million right?

Without mentioning anything else, just the difference in age was worth it!

Just think of a few words for someone to donate? No one was an idiot. After donating it, who knew if the last person to enter the museum was the Golden Frontal Decoration or just a piece of gold?

My grandfather said that you can enjoy the scenery, but if you want to sell it, you absolutely can't. Dugu Haoyan said: The old man is very happy, he picked it up from the ground.

However, your family needs to be careful. In these two days, we discovered traces of movement around the ancient tomb and did not manage to catch anyone. However, we heard that a Ito family from Japan has already sent someone to China. Nangong Lieh said: I left home last night, but I can't guarantee that it was a trick of theirs. I said that he had gone back, and he is still in the country.

This was the inconvenience of being Asian, because they were basically the same, except that they were shorter.

The vast sea of people, where could he find them!

Is that so? Dugu Haoyan looked at Daomiao.

Daomiao had already packed his bag, and he was holding a thermos in his hands. He had become smarter this time, afraid that he would faint, he brought some tea water with him, when he got off the plane, he would be able to drink it to quell his disgusting feeling.

That's impossible, they've already gone back. Daomiao said: Let's get on the plane.

After Dugu Haoyan heard this, he followed him into the helicopter. Because he had already gone in before, he still knew to bring his headphones.

Nangong Lieh was at a loss, Master, how did you know?

Unfortunately, no one gave him an answer, so he got on the helicopter as well. This time, his destination was still the camp on the desolate mountain, but there were still a lot of people there.

They got off the plane, and sure enough, Daomiao was dizzy. He quickly drank some tea to calm his stomach down.

Then, he saw a few old scholars rushing towards him …

CHAPTER 204 - COMRADE XIAO ZHANG?

Comrade Little Zhang?

This must be Comrade Little Zhang, right?

Comrade Little Zhang?

Daomiao was stunned, what does Comrade Xiao Zhang mean?

Master Zhang is here to take a look at the ancient tomb, who are these people? Finally, it was Dugu Haoyan who was used to big scenes, so he maintained a respectful attitude towards these people.

Cough, cough! Nangong Lieh spoke up when it was appropriate: These are the experts of the archaeological team, this is Professor Liu Wei Liu, this is Professor He Pinghe, and this is Professor Wang Yishui Wang. They are all famous experts in the archaeological realm.

Daomiao nodded his head in greeting to each of them.

This is Dugu Haoyan, the eldest young master of Dugu Family, president of Xinsengui Group, and also the boss of Master Zhang. Nangong Lieh hurriedly introduced himself, hoping to intimidate the hot-blooded professors there.

Dugu Haoyan looked at the three of them, and nodded reservedly, Hello, the three of you.

Good, good, young people are rare. The three of them seemed to have written the word perfunctory on their faces, as they paid no attention to Dugu Haoyan at all.

As for the list of titles that Nangong Lieh had introduced, it was as if he hadn't heard it.

... Master Zhang huh? " He Ping was the leader here, and the other two were the vice leader here. They had been tormented quite a bit, but now that they found the ancient tomb, they became intoxicated from it, but unfortunately, there was a problem that could not be solved, and that was the coffin inside the Main Tomb Chamber of the ancient tomb.

There was no way to open it.

In addition, they had more or less heard about what happened back then and were curious about the Master Zhang.

Later on, when they heard that he had studied antiques, they all thought to invite this person over to study more about it.

They all believed that the experts were in the people.

There were some experts from the outside world who were even more skilled than them.

I heard that he was the one who noticed the ancient tomb survey. Otherwise, who would come to this sort of place where birds don't poop?

Professors, why don't we go in and talk? Daomiao pointed to the camp behind him.

The living quarters were still the living quarters, and did not even change people when he saw Bei Guoxi wave at him.

Right, right, let's go in first! The three professors were much more passionate towards Daomiao than they were towards him.

Nangong Lieh poked Dugu Haoyan with his elbow: You lost to Little Heavenly Master.

What has it got to do with you? You are a nuisance! Dugu Haoyan sarcastically replied: Such a big person and you still want us juniors to solve your problem, is it shameful? Little Uncle Nangong.

The last five words were particularly harsh.

Nangong Lieh's lazy expression disappeared, and he said with a serious face: On behalf of the people, I thank you for your contributions to the nation.

Pull it down! Dugu Haoyan did not buy his words, Who agrees that you represent the people? Who do you think you are?

You don't know shame.

I am a soldier of the people! Nangong Lieh's face was as big as the blue sky.

Dugu Haoyan stopped talking nonsense and followed Daomiao. Nangong Lieh grimaced and followed along as well, he was the commander here and was in charge of protecting the old people.

Unlike the last time, when Daomiao came and went, they acted as if they had never seen Daomiao before. Now, however, they were extremely passionate, and after entering the tent, they poured tea for themselves, feeling extremely happy.

The three of you, wait a moment. Tell me, what happened in the tomb? Seeing that Daomiao was at a loss on what to do, and was obviously not used to being treated warmly by these three, Dugu Haoyan quickly stopped them from working, to get down to business.

Alright, alright. Let's get down to business. Get down to business! The three of them were eager to get down to business.

But no matter what, he had lived for so long. No matter what, he still knew a bit about this favor, so he even poured Dugu Haoyan a cup of tea.

However, they had given Nangong Lieh a bottle of mineral water.

Uncle He, aren't you being too biased? Nangong Lieh was not convinced.

He Ping said with disdain, Then tell me, is there any difference between drinking Tie Guanyin and a Da Hong Pao?

Nangong Lieh choked, I can't drink it.

He only knew that tea was delicious, right?

Do you know why I never bring tea for your father? He Ping waved his hand with a look of helplessness, Go, go, go.

Nangong Lieh: ...!

He Ping turned his head and began nagging at Daomiao, Yesterday, we cleared up all the Main Tomb Chamber, and the inventory was in progress. It's a pity, we can't open the coffin for Main Tomb Chamber.

That's right, it's all random codes. It's not that there's something wrong with the device, but that the coffin might have something special about it.

I think there's something special about the tomb. Maybe there's a strong magnetic field interfering with our surroundings.

No, with a strong magnetic field, all the electrical appliances here can't be used. Look, the helicopter can still take off.

The three of them talked for a whole day and night, and then started to argue again. Nangong Lieh had been listening to all of them, and it had been a long time since they last distinguished themselves?

After fighting for a long time, he realized that he had gone off topic!

Daomiao was drinking green tea and eating a small dessert on his plate. In truth, this place did not have many good snacks, it was just that the people from the cookhouse were bored and used a simple oven to make some fruits and small cakes. Although the shape was simple, the ingredients used were solid and extremely tasty, causing Daomiao to nod his head repeatedly.

Not only did he eat it himself, he even pushed a plate towards Dugu Haoyan. The small cake on top of the plate tasted especially good, it was not that sweet and sweet, and carried the fragrance of eggs.

The three old men hastily straightened their clothes and returned to their polite appearances.

Master Zhang, what do you think? The three of them looked at Daomiao eagerly.

Your instruments are not good enough to open the coffin, but you are all still here. As you can see, it's not some sort of spiritual matter, so you don't need to exorcise evil spirits, nor do you need to kill ghosts. Daomiao was especially confident because even though he had killed the thing in the end, he knew that the thing wasn't lying. It could have been because it saw how enticing Dugu Haoyan was that it couldn't resist … In the end, he tried to kill Dugu Haoyan.

But unfortunately, with him here, no one could even think of touching Dugu Haoyan.

Oh, oh, oh! The three of them nodded.

Back then, when they had just arrived, they had been beaten up by Bei Guoxi twice, then quarantined, afraid that they would be injured again. Only after Bei Guoxi recovered did they get permission to come here and develop the ancient tomb.

At this critical moment, the coffins could no longer be opened. Each one of them scratched their ears and cheeks in anxiety.

Therefore, the question is on the coffin and nowhere else. Daomiao used the wet towel that he already prepared to use to wipe his hands: Bring me in to take a look.

Alright, alright! He was looking forward to it!

But Daomiao instructed Dugu Haoyan: Wait for me at the door.

At the same time, Daomiao took out the Eight Trigrams Disc.

The three old men's eyes lit up!

What era is this ancient artifact?

Looks like it's the Ming Dynasty …

From what I see, it looks like the Song Dynasty. Look at that carving technique …

Arriving at the tomb chamber's door, Daomiao chose today's auspicious gate, in the northwest direction there was a Gate of Life, allowing Dugu Haoyan to stand.

After Dugu Haoyan stepped on them, the three old professors all had disagreeing looks on their faces. They really wanted to lean on a magnifying glass to see for themselves, who knew that right now, they would actually be stepped on by a man?

But at this time, Daomiao was already preparing to go down to the grave. Since Dugu Haoyan had nothing better to do, he pulled Nangong Lieh over and started a conversation with him.

I want to stay with you! Nangong Lieh really wanted to struggle. He had to follow the Grandmaster to watch the show, so he didn't accompany Dugu Haoyan.

Let Bei Guoxi go, I have something to tell you. Dugu Haoyan had a stern expression on his face, but his hands still tightly gripped onto Nangong Lieh's belt without letting go.

Alright! Seeing that Dugu Haoyan was so serious, why did Nangong Lieh call for him to accompany him?

Bei Guoxi was so attentive and attentive to Daomiao!

It was comparable to Huangfu Gaohan.

It was all because of the hysteria Daomiao showed him last time.

He still didn't know what hysteria was!

Now he finally knew and had experienced it for himself.

He was clearly conscious at times. It wasn't his intention, but his body couldn't control itself. In fact, deep in his heart, he even wanted to eat raw meat and drink fresh blood.

When training in the wilderness, he would bring two bottles of water and a packet of biscuits. The two daggers would throw you into the primeval forest, and seven days later, he would come back to find you.

In these seven days, you need to find something to eat, something to drink, and a safe place to stay.

At that time, he had eaten raw meat, because there was no fire, and he could not make a fire either!

As soon as you smoke, someone else will find you, and he'll get a point when he kills you.

He remembered that there were a few recruits who were unable to eat raw meat and had just started a fire, but ended up exposing their positions. They were surrounded and kicked out of the competition early on.

But that was when he was training, but that was when he was, clearly, at the most baffling of times, always wanting to eat raw meat and drink raw blood.

However, he held on. He was extremely opposed to it in his heart. He only ate cold steamed buns, drank water, and ate pickled vegetables!

He had finally survived.

Even now, he was still very vigilant. Normally, he would try his best to stay close to people he was familiar with. Fortunately, this was the military camp, and they were all in a group.

This gave him a great sense of security.

Master Zhang, here is a 'King' -shaped decoration. Both sides of the room should be filled with animals that die with the horses and sheep. Bei Guoxi introduced the ancient tomb as he followed along.

Unfortunately, he only knew this little bit of information. Moreover, he only entered the first tomb, and didn't even allow him to enter the second tomb.

Yes, the second side of the ear chamber is accompanied by lacquer, porcelain, and pottery, all of which are of great research value. He Ping said as he walked in, But we still feel a bit awkward.

Now that the entire tomb was electrified, the light from the electric lamps shining down on the tomb didn't look eerie at all. Instead, it felt like they were walking down a tunnel.

Because the tomb was built by humans, even if a person walked in, they would walk with their back straightened.

Apart from the bones at the door, the bones were like those of cattle, and they were almost completely rotten.

When Daomiao was passing by the second ear chamber, he suddenly reminded them: There are no frescoes in this tomb.

That's right! He Ping and the others were enlightened.

The art of the walls, that is, the art that people draw directly on the walls. As an auxiliary part of a building, its decorative and beautifying functions make it an important aspect of environmental art. The mural painting is one of the earliest forms of painting in human history.

In the Han Dynasty, there were records of paintings on the walls, most of them in grottoes, tombs, or temple walls. In the ancient tombs that were found in the past, more or less all had frescoes on them, some were gorgeous, some were dazzling, some were sinister, and some were bloody.

But here, there was nothing!

Not at all!

The walls of the tomb were made of brick, and there was nothing fancy about the rest.

The mural painting is one of the earliest forms of painting in human history.

Most of the existing pre-historic paintings are cave and cliff frescoes, the earliest of which is now about 20,000 years old.

The remains of the mural in the Xianyang Qin Palace, more than 2300 years ago.

The Han Dynasty and the Wei, Jin, and the Southern and Northern Dynasties also flourished. After liberation, archaeological excavation, the number of excavators was great.

In the Tang Dynasty, the formation of frescoes, such as Dunhuang frescoes and Kerzel grottoes, was the peak of frescoes art at that time.

After the Song Dynasty, the murals gradually declined.

But this is Liao Dai!

How could there not be a product from the same period as the Song Dynasty?

The three of them exchanged words, each expressing different opinions on the matter.

Daomiao heard the three of them talking back and forth, and he had already reached the Main Tomb Chamber …

CHAPTER 205 - THE COFFIN IN THE MAIN CHAMBER

205 coffin containing Main Tomb Chamber

Main Tomb Chamber was the core of the entire ancient tomb, and it took up a large area of land. There were also a few pillars, a total of seven of them, supporting the top of the tomb.

The table was made of graveyard brick, and on it was a black coffin.

An ancient burial that shows the identity and rank of the dead. A coffin, that is, a wooden burial vessel for the dead; a coffin, that is, a coffin for the dead.

Wooden coffins appeared in the Neolithic Age of China during the period of Yang-Shao culture, from the time of Longshan culture, they were used as clan leaders.

Inside the tomb of the Yin Ruins Shang Wang, there was a square or zigzag shaped room made of many large wooden sticks. In the middle of the room was the coffin of the Shang King.

In the Zhou Dynasty, the coffin was institutionalized, and it was stipulated that the four coffins of the Son of Heaven should be known as the four coffins of the Son of Heaven, and that they should be covered with the skin of a Rhino and a buffalo; that the second coffin should be made of linden; and that the third coffin should be known as the fourth coffin.

The empress has two layers outside of the palace, most of which are made of catalpa wood, hence her coffin is also known as catalpa palace.

The high official, the son of Hou Bo, and the doctor, by the difference of three levels (Rhino skin), two levels, one level. The soldier was not heavy, but he used a huge coffin.

Also, the Son of Heaven's coffin was eight inches thick, the Doctor's coffin six inches thick, and the Shepherd's coffin four inches thick. Later generations of emperors, nobles, and scholar-officials, basically followed this system, but there were also more than a handful.

This was the burial method of the Central Plains. However, although Liaoning was founded by a minority nation, they were taught by the Han Chinese everywhere, and since they also had their own burial method, they combined the two and became a new form of burial.

Therefore, this tomb looked a bit like the Song Dynasty tomb method, but there was something different about it. This was the charm of the Liao Tomb.

Seeing the coffin, Daomiao knew immediately that there were no tomb owner in the tomb, because he could not feel any Yin Qi.

Usually, there would be a main tomb with dense Yin Qi and ghost aura.

There was only the air of earth and tomb, but no ghosts or Yin Qi.

This was already a tomb that was very suitable for people to study. At the very least, there wouldn't be any strange occurrences.

In fact, many ancient tombs were like this, it had already been over a thousand years, what the hell was going on!?

What place could provide so much Yin Qi that it could last for thousands of years? If that happened, even if he didn't become a ghost or an immortal, he would still be made of white bones and flesh.

However, those existences were too few. Even if they had the qualifications, the Underworld would not let them go. Only if they died due to great merits and were unjustly punished would they be able to become Ghost Immortals, and it would take a thousand or eight hundred years.

However, this coffin was rather interesting. It was pitch black and it emitted a murderous aura.

Master Zhang, look at this coffin … He Ping frowned and said, I just can't open it.

Get someone to carry it out by machine. It's not big enough since we can't open it here. Daomiao walked around, and observed very carefully.

Can you open it? Wang Yishui looked forward to it.

Yes. Daomiao nodded.

The three of them were overjoyed. They quickly ordered some people to prepare and transport the items out.

Their equipment was also complete, and when Daomiao came out, he saw that Dugu Haoyan was still standing at the same place, squatting there and