Relying on the Shenhao system to get rich

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next night

Carney stood in the bathroom, applied a thick layer of shaving foam to his beard, and then carefully shaved his beard bit by bit with a razor. Fortunately, his hair was not too thick, so it was effortless to shave , and quickly completed the task of shaving the beard.

After that, dressing, tie, and perfume are all done in one go.

Today, he deliberately dressed himself according to the owner's preferences. Looking at the completely different self in the bathroom mirror, complex emotions appeared in his eyes, maybe it was disgust, maybe it was self-deprecating, or maybe it was helplessness.

After a long time, he suppressed the redundant expression on his face, trying to make himself appear impeccable.

He slowly smoothed out the obvious wrinkles on his clothes, and after confirming that it was done, he pressed the door of the bathroom, passed by the living room, picked up the bottle of red wine on the table, turned and left without looking back.

Driving the car that the owner specially selected for him at his coming-of-age ceremony, he rushed to the ancestral house.

Half an hour later, he finally arrived at the gate of the ancestral house that he hadn't stepped into for a long time.

But he didn't get out of the car, he just turned off the engine, lay on the steering wheel panting heavily, his face pale.

He faintly felt his teeth rattling, he clenched his fists nervously, and the tips of his fingers stabbed hard into his palms, but he felt no pain at all.

Seriously, Carney had a loathing for that place as well as a fear.

Not for anything else, but because the training camp that terrifies the people is in the basement of the ancestral house.

The basement was specially built by the ancestors of the Carlette family to train the clansmen. The place is spacious and has iron walls. There are usually many armed clansmen patrolling. People outside cannot enter without permission, and those inside cannot go out without passing the selection. It can be said that the security is very strict.

Of course, the ancestors were very foresighted. In order to prevent the clansmen from breaking pots and causing riots, they were specially reinforced. After a hundred years, they are still strong, and it can even be said to be stronger than the glamorous ancestral house outside.

Although Carney only stayed there for a short period of time when he was a child, he had already remembered things at that time, and he tried hard to get those painful memories out of his mind. Just don't think about it at night.

But it is doomed that all this is just futile, it is his lingering nightmare, he remembers those painful memories clearly, dare not forget, and cannot forget.

"Jingle bell~"

That painful memory was like an invisible big hand, pulling him to sink, he struggled hard, but he couldn't get out no matter what.

And at this moment, a clear cell phone ringtone was especially deafening in the empty car.

This sound was enough for him to escape from those memories.

He picked up the cell phone placed in the co-pilot, and looked closely at the two big characters "Harry" on the caller ID, which looked extraordinarily bright in the dark car.

He was slightly taken aback, because he knew Harry quite well, so he didn't want to understand why the other party would call at this time.

But after hesitating for a few seconds, he answered the phone resolutely, "Harry, what's the matter? I'm at the gate of the ancestral house right now. If there's something to do, I'm afraid I'll have to wait a while before rushing over."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, and just when Carney was about to ask again, a worried voice came and asked, "Is it today?"

The words were endless, but Carney understood.

He sighed, his eyes flickered a few times, "Well... this matter shouldn't be delayed any longer, it's better to do it as soon as possible, you know, I'm running out of time."

As soon as the words came out, there was another silence over there, for a long time, so long that Carney wanted to check whether the other party had hung up, when a voice with a few trembling voices came, "Then I wish you good luck..."

Before Carney could reply, he hung up the phone.

Carney almost laughed angrily at Harry's inexplicable behavior. He silently spread his palms, looked at the deep crescent marks on the palms, and laughed silently. Tears flowed down his cheeks until they fell on the dark suit. On the top, a small piece of fabric was wet, making that place appear a little darker than other places.

But who cares?

He wiped away the lingering tears from the corners of his eyes with a handkerchief, and then raised his hand to pat his cheek, intending to cheer himself up.

After everything was done, he checked his image through the phone screen to see if there was anything wrong with it. After that, he turned off the screen, with a flash of determination in his eyes, locked the car, and took the bottle of wine he got from Harry. Go straight to the ancestral house.

Oh right, forgot to mention.

In addition to the love of jade, the Carlette family is also well known for its female relatives who like gardening. They even hold several gardening competitions every year, inviting some wives from the wealthy circle to participate and judge who can do the best gardening.

Of course, if there is a competition, there will be extras. As the host, the female family members of the Carlette family are also unambiguous. They are neither short of money nor jade jewelry. Praise the organizers for their generosity.

Just because they like it, they are also responsible for the gardening at the gate of the ancestral house. The only path leading to the gate of the ancestral house is a well-manicured lawn with white roses planted on both sides. People who stay at home have to take this road when they travel, saying that it is to make people more relaxed when passing by.

However, Carney sneered at this, what relaxation, he came here only heavy, these people are really hypocritical.

But no matter how disdainful, this is not the time to think about these things.

Carney straightened his clothes, and the high-end leather shoes he was wearing fell on the lawn, making a "creaking" sound.

Because Carney wasted a little time in the car, the night was dark now, but the lights at the entrance of the ancestral house were very bright, and the doorman standing guard at the door still took a special flashlight and shone in Carney's direction as usual.

Seeing the person coming, the person's attitude obviously improved a lot. With a flattering smile on his lips, he rubbed his hands together and said, "It's Master Carney, why are you back when you're free?"

Carney frowned slightly, with the majesty of not getting close to strangers, his face darkened, and he asked sharply, "What? I'm going to my own house and I want to let you know my intention?"

When the gatekeeper heard Karney's almost questioning words, his face turned pale, and he faltered and waved his hands to explain, "Master Carney misunderstood, this old slave didn't mean it...you don't need to tell us when you come back.

But this is the rule set by the Patriarch, anyone who comes has to ask, you have a lot of adults, and the old slave is just a small guy, how dare you disobey the Patriarch's order..."

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