（Thanks to the cutie lord [Battle Tornado], bow~）
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Chapter Thirty [Who Did This Immoral Thing?]
"Back! Back! Back! Back...
Stop!!!"
Chen Yan stood at the gate of his villa, directing a truck to reverse its tail into the courtyard.
Then he put his hands in his pockets, watching a few workers jump off the truck and unload a pile of bluestone blocks, carrying them into the courtyard in pairs.
"Careful, fellows! Please take care!"
Chen Yan took out a few packs of cigarettes, standing by the gate, and stuffed a pack into each worker's pocket as they passed.
They were not expensive, about twenty yuan a pack.
Two hundred yuan for a carton, enough to hand out.
The cost for these bluestone blocks was much more than the cigarette money. Spending a little money, the workers handled them more meticulously, ensuring no damage to the carved runes, otherwise the array would be unworkable.
People are social animals.
