Yuan Zhigu's efficiency was remarkable; in less than twenty minutes, he had found six workers and also had someone bring in two completely black dogs.
In his words, fresh black dog blood is no better than simply bringing a few live dogs.
As for the room's door, Yuan Zhigu had already picked one out in the morning while dismantling the old door, but at that time Ye Siming insisted on a door made of phoebe zhennan wood, and Yuan Zhigu had not found a suitable one yet.
After hearing from Han Yu that phoebe zhennan wood was not necessary, he had someone deliver the previously chosen composite solid wood door; however, the door was still in transit and would take about half an hour to arrive.
"You, kill these two dogs!"
Yuan Zhigu threw two thousand yuan to a bodyguard and ordered, "Collect the blood from their necks into a bucket; it will be very useful later!"
The bodyguard nodded and picked up a short knife, ready to proceed.
