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Editor: Sai Hiroto

In the next few days, Cheng Lang was very busy. While he was looking into the deeds of Shen Huaiyu's uncle, he searched the Internet for the process and price of playing LED advertisements in commercial buildings and shopping malls. 

He even asked some convenience stores and small restaurants on the street whether they were willing to play paid recordings. Shen Huaiyu thought Cheng Lang was going to advertise for the milk tea shop, so he didn't ask much.

Soon, it was Saturday. Cheng Lang and Shen Huaiyu were ready to attend the calligraphy and painting exhibition of Shen Huaiyu's uncle.

Shen Huaiyu's uncle is Shen Cheng'an. He is the president of the city's calligraphy and painting association and a well-known calligrapher, painter, and collector. 

These days, anyone who can be associated with collecting must be very rich. So the place where Shen Cheng'an held the calligraphy and painting exhibition was also a private art museum with high standards in the city. Everyone must have an invitation to enter.

The exhibition was to start at 10 a.m. Cheng Lang and Shen Huaiyu arrived at the art museum at around 9:50 a.m. As expected, they did not have an invitation. Looking at the security guards standing guard at the door, Shen Huaiyu frowned and asked, "What should we do?"

"Just go!" Cheng Lang said righteously, "You are Shen Cheng'an's nephew. How can you be the same as an outsider?"

But his nephew is probably not as good as an outsider! Shen Huaiyu looked at Cheng Lang with a confused look on his face, not knowing what Cheng Lang was up to.

Cheng Lang did not explain but dragged Shen Huaiyu directly to the door of the art museum and was stopped by the security guards.

In front of the guests, Cheng Lang said with full energy, "We are Uncle Shen's family. This is Uncle Shen's nephew. There is no need for the nephew to bring a visiting card to see Uncle's calligraphy and painting exhibition?"

Maybe Cheng Lang's voice was loud enough, or maybe the combination of the two handsome guys was very attractive. The guests who were still outside looked over.

The security guard still maintained a very decent smile and said in a gentle voice, "I'm very sorry. Without an invitation, I can't let you in."

"Hey! Why are you so rigid in doing things!" Cheng Lang said again, "We are Shen Cheng'an's family. Uncle Shen would not be so iron-faced and selfless that he would even refuse to let his own nephew in, right?"

Guests were waiting at the door. Someone knew Shen Huaiyu and said, "He is indeed the nephew of President Shen."

"Did you hear that?" Cheng Lang looked at the man gratefully and continued, "I didn't lie. Can we go in now?"

"I'm sorry." The security guard stretched out his arm and blocked in front of Cheng Lang, "Without an invitation letter, I can't let you in. Please cooperate with my work."

"Okay!" Cheng Lang nodded and patted Shen Huaiyu, "Call your uncle."

Shen Huaiyu immediately took out his phone after hearing that. After a few seconds, he put down the phone and said to Cheng Lang, "No one answered."

All of this was expected. Cheng Lang looked at the security guard, "Otherwise, you can go in and make a report. We came here today with full courtesy. If Shen Cheng'an is shameless—"

Cheng Lang's smile suddenly turned cold, "Then don't blame us for being polite first and then using force."

This was a bit serious. The guests gathered at the door and looked at each other. They also realized belatedly that these two people were here to cause trouble.

"Is there any misunderstanding here?" It was the person who had confirmed Shen Huaiyu's identity before who stood up to speak. Since he knew Shen Huaiyu, he naturally knew what happened in the Shen family. He didn't want his friend to bear the stigma of bullying orphans. He immediately stood up and asked, "What happened—"

Before he finished speaking, the LED screen on the shopping mall opposite the art museum, which had been playing advertisements, suddenly changed its style and began to play a simple PPT short film—

"What a bully! What a bully! My classmate's parents were in a car accident and died overnight! His younger brother is a vegetable and needs to raise money for treatment! Need to raise money for treatment!”

“Bastard, bastard Shen Cheng'an! Taking advantage of the fire! Taking advantage of the fire! My dear uncle wants to make money from the dead! A house worth 6 million, bought it for less than 3 million! He bought it at a bargain price of less than 3 million! Sold it for 7.8 million! Sold it for 7.8 million!” 

“He even tried to get the money for the cemetery! He even tried to get the money for the cemetery! The president of the X City Calligraphy and Painting Association is bullying the dead! The bodies of his elder brother and his wife are still warm! The bodies of his elder brother and his wife are still warm!”

“He cheated on his nephew! He cheated on his nephew! Bastard Shen Cheng'an! Give back the hard-earned money of my classmate’s parents! Give back the money that saved my classmate’s brother! Bastard Shen Cheng'an…”

How big is the LED screen in the square opposite? Across the street, even if you have 400 degrees of myopia, you can clearly see the scrolling words on it! 

Cheng Lang also made a PPT table with all the price lists and related evidence he found outside and played it in a loop. 

Cheng Lang didn't put Shen Cheng'an's photo on it because he was afraid that Shen Cheng'an would sue him for violating his portrait rights. Of course, Cheng Lang also determined that Shen Cheng'an would not dare to sue him. If Shen Cheng'an really sued him for violating his portrait rights and reputation rights, Cheng Lang would have plenty of ways to solve it.

The guests gathered at the door and looked at each other in shock. The security personnel who had been calm and selfless also began to panic.

Cheng Lang glanced at the time, "It's ten o'clock in the morning. I don't have much money in my pocket. This LED screen is only rented until five o'clock in the evening. Only for this day."

Everyone's faces changed because Shen Cheng'an's calligraphy and painting exhibition was also open until five o'clock in the evening.

Cheng Lang and Shen Huaiyu were clearly well prepared.

Shen Huaiyu looked at Cheng Lang in surprise. He didn't expect Cheng Lang to rent the LED screen for this matter.

The LED screen's penetration power was obviously good, and Shen Cheng'an, who had been hiding inside, finally came out.

"What are you doing?" Shen Cheng'an is only in his early 40s this year. He has a refined temperament and looks quite decent. When he frowns, he looks quite intimidating. But his face darkened, and he looked at Shen Huaiyu with an expression of disappointment and said preemptively, "Shen Huaiyu! You are really getting more and more outrageous now. I will not pursue your ugly deeds that bring disgrace to our family until my elder brother and sister-in-law are dead! Look at the bad friends you are making friends with now? They only do these blackmail and extortion activities! Do you still have a bit of the noble character of the Shen family?"

"Even bad friends have their own bad friends' temperaments." Cheng Lang was scolded, but he was not angry. He smiled and said, "The chivalrous ones are mostly butchers, and the ruthless ones are mostly scholars. This is a truth that our ancestors understood thousands of years ago. They are talking about those who can write and paint. On the surface, they deceive the world and steal reputations, but in private, they are greedy. They speak high-sounding words, but they even cheat their own brother's coffin money."

After hearing Cheng Lang's words, combined with the content played on the LED screen before, the guests at the scene all understood each other tacitly. Those who knew a little bit despised Shen Cheng'an's style.

Shen Cheng'an looked at Cheng Lang with a cold face, "Who are you?"

"Debt collector." Cheng Lang spoke rudely and acted directly. He took out a stack of account books and price lists from his schoolbag, "President Shen, we are all smart people, so don't pretend to be confused. We came here today to get back the difference in the price of the house and the money you secretly ate during the funeral process."

Shen Cheng'an sneered, "Young man, you'd better not talk nonsense. I don't care who you are. You went to my calligraphy and painting exhibition to make trouble today, so I have the right to call the police to arrest you. Can you take responsibility for your own behavior?"

"President Shen is an expert in both calligraphy and painting. Is this how you scare children?" Cheng Lang sneered, "I didn't even enter the art museum, and President Shen slandered me for making trouble. I wanted to go in and make trouble, but unfortunately, President Shen's threshold was too high, so I didn't get in!"

Shen Cheng'an's face changed slightly.

Seeing Shen Cheng'an's angry look, Cheng Lang said with a smile, "Do you regret it now? If you hadn't called in advance and let the security guards block us from entering. Or when Shen Huaiyu called you, you had a little mercy and answered the phone and let us in. Now you don't have a decent excuse, and you don't have to threaten me so arrogantly. I'm also curious, what excuse did President Shen use to call the police to arrest people?"

"You have to think about it. If you don't think it through, the police will not help bad people bully orphans."

The guests at the scene talked a lot. 

There were even passersby who stopped to watch. Shen Cheng'an knew something was wrong and immediately said, "I don't care what misunderstandings you have about me; we can go in and talk slowly. Can you please stop this first? You are defaming my reputation like this—"

"Slander?" Cheng Lang sneered again before Shen Cheng'an finished speaking, "Let me make this clear. I didn't slander you. You took advantage of the fact that Shen Huaiyu's parents were dead and his brother was seriously injured and turned into a vegetable, and took advantage of the situation. You spent less than three million to transfer a house in a key double school district in the city center to your own name. In less than a month, you sold it for another seven million. Did you do this? Under the banner of handling the funeral for Shen Huaiyu's parents, you followed Shen Huaiyu back and forth. You asked for one million. Did you do this?"

Cheng Lang shook the account book and price list in his hand, "...This is the market price I found out. To ensure that what I said was correct, I went to the Price Bureau. Here is also the recording of my call with the cemetery sales consultant. Everything I said can be used as evidence in court. I just don't know if President Shen has the confidence to sue me!"

Shen Cheng'an realized how difficult Cheng Lang was. His face suddenly turned ashen.

After hearing what Cheng Lang said, the people around him whispered to each other. The person who had said a few words for Shen Huaiyu stood up and couldn't help asking, "Old Shen, is what this little classmate said true?"

"Of course not." Shen Cheng'an immediately explained, "Don't listen to this person's nonsense. I did spend less than 3 million to buy the house from Huaiyu's family. But that was just because they were short of money, and I wanted to help them out—"

"And then he transferred the house to his own name and sold it for 7.8 million?" Cheng Lang asked.

"What do you know?" Shen Cheng'an scolded, "I've said before, I took over this house because the two Huaiyu brothers were in urgent need of money. This house is not easy to sell in a short time. At that time, I only had 2.8 million. I thought of transferring this 2.8 million to him first. I will give him the rest of the money when I raise it."

"Old Yu can testify to this. Recently, I have spread the word that I will sell the famous paintings I have collected. It is to raise money for this child."

Old Yu, who was mentioned by Shen Cheng'an, nodded immediately after hearing this. Confirming that Shen Cheng'an did sell the paintings through him.

Shen Cheng'an sighed and said with great grievance, "But I didn't expect that while I was still raising money, someone came to me and said he wanted to buy this house at a high price. When I heard that the other party was willing to pay 1.8 million yuan higher than the market price, I agreed immediately without even a second thought. I had thought that I would tell Huaiyu the good news after completing the transfer procedures and getting the money. But I didn't expect that this kid would bring his bad friends to make trouble! He also slandered me for wanting to embezzle his money. What a joke! Am I Shen Cheng'an such a person?"

This explanation is reasonable. It seems that this matter is indeed a misunderstanding. The man's expression just calmed down when Cheng Lang clapped his hands and said with emotion, "President Shen is really a man of high moral character. Don't worry; if you really think so, after receiving this money, we will return the transfer fee you spent on buying the house. You will not suffer any loss."

Everyone felt something was wrong when they heard Cheng Lang's words. Shen Cheng'an frowned and ignored Cheng Lang's words. He looked at Shen Huaiyu seriously, "Shouldn't you explain to me why Mr. Lu from Xuanyuan Group was willing to buy the house at such a high price? I heard that you two know each other. Not only that, but you met in a place like White Jade Capital."

Before Shen Huaiyu could speak, Shen Cheng'an's face suddenly changed, and he scolded, "Your parents are still dead. Don’t you feel ashamed for doing such a disgraceful thing?”

The guests and passersby who were watching the excitement looked over immediately after hearing this. Only then did he notice Shen Huaiyu's overly pure and beautiful appearance. Combined with Shen Cheng'an's words just now, the surrounding atmosphere suddenly became a little ambiguous.

Shen Huaiyu's face turned pale.

Cheng Lang stood in front of Shen Huaiyu and said, "It turns out that President Shen knew about Shen Huaiyu's work in White Jade Capital. Then you should also know why Shen Huaiyu went to work in White Jade Capital? The total house payment was 2.8 million, of which 1 million was spent on his parent's funeral, and 400,000 to 500,000 was spent on the rescue expenses of the four members of the Shen family. The remaining money was all used to treat his brother's illness. His brother is now seriously injured and lying in the hospital. The medical expenses alone are more than 200,000 a month. He doesn't know how to do it. Want to make money or wait for death?"

"Speaking of disgracing the family..." Cheng Lang changed the subject, "Shen Huaiyu is indeed not as noble as President Shen. Since President Shen is willing to return the difference in the house sale to us, can you continue to carry forward your style and return the difference in the funeral to us as well?"

Everyone looked at the price list and detailed list in Cheng Lang's hand and then glanced at the LED screen that was still scrolling in the square opposite and suddenly came to their senses.