After thinking it over, Chen Miao said, "I can help summon the old man's soul, but there's one problem."
On the other end of the line, Shi Manman's voice grew much more excited when she heard that Chen Miao really had that ability!
"What problem?"
"The old man we summon will only retain some of his most deeply ingrained memories. What if those memories have nothing to do with the jar of gold bars?"
Five hundred thousand was no small sum to Chen Miao.
Besides, Chen Miao was very interested in having a legitimate opportunity to try out a Mystic Art.
"I understand, Director. I'll go explain it to them first and see what they think."
Chen Miao nodded.
"All right, then. Talk to you later."
After hanging up, Chen Miao shook his head with a chuckle.
He had given Xie Songde and Huang Jinjin Peachwood Talismans, hoping they would help bring in more business. Who would have thought that nothing would come from them, while Shi Manman, whom he had never expected to help in that regard, would land him a sizable job?
It really was a case of success coming where he least expected it.
Meanwhile.
Shi Manman left the room and went into her uncle's living room.
Her parents, aunt, and uncle were talking there, while her younger cousins, a boy and a girl, played nearby.
When Shi Manman came out, her cousins merely looked curiously at their older cousin with the incredibly impressive job, but did not approach her.
As she drew closer, Shi Manman could hear what the adults were discussing.
"We probably won't get the gold, but why should your two sisters get a share of the old man's estate?"
Her aunt looked thoroughly displeased.
Her uncle was rather irritated too.
"Dad said it