Chapter 115: The Living Do Not Summon the Ghost
Qi Zhengbo really didn't want to get involved in these things at first, but that was his previous thought. Now, he has changed his mind.
Master Fu Yang is the savior of his granddaughter, and this kindness is greater than the sky!
So of course he had to help the Yan family.
Yan Yuchao was a little surprised when he heard this. He keenly realized that the change in Qi Zhengbo's attitude was related to his younger sister.
"Director Qi, what are you doing?"
Qi Zhengbo sighed:
"Master Fu Yang saved my family's life, so I'm here to help."
Yan Yuchao really didn't know about this, so he heard Qi Zhengbo say:
"My granddaughter was kidnapped while studying abroad. Her friend who was kidnapped with her escaped, and just yesterday, she contacted Master Fu Yang for help."
"If the Heavenly Master hadn't given the specific direction and distance, my granddaughter wouldn't have been rescued so quickly. When she was rescued, her condition was extremely critical, and her wounds were still bleeding. If she hadn't been rescued in time, she would have died."
"So, our family is very grateful to Master Fu Yang."
When Yan Yuchao heard this, he understood.
He also watched his sister's live broadcast yesterday, and it turned out to be about this incident.
Yan Yuchao:
"How is Miss Qi doing now? Has she returned home?"
Qi Zhengbo:
"She is still receiving treatment abroad. She will be allowed to return home when her condition improves."
"Now let's talk about renewing the lease on the hill."
Speaking of this, Yan Yuchao's expression became stern, and he said seriously:
"Director Qi, this mountain is indeed very important to us. Medicinal herbs are the roots of our company. If something unexpected happens, our company will not be able to continue."
Qi Zhengbo began to become particularly easy to talk to.
"I understand. How about this? You come back to the bureau tomorrow and we'll formally sign the renewal contract. As for the bidding, I'll talk to Deputy Director Wang and we'll call it quits."
Yan Yuchao's face lit up with joy.
"That's great, Director Qi, thank you so much."
With Qi Zhengbo's words, he knew that the matter was basically settled.
Qi Zhengbo had a friendly attitude.
"We should be the ones to thank the Heavenly Master."
Yan Yuchao returned home with a smile on his face.
Seeing him come in, Ye Zhiqiu turned his eyes away from the screen and said with a smile:
"The lease renewal negotiations went smoothly, so you're in a good mood, aren't you?"
Yan Yuchao took off his suit jacket and sat down on the sofa.
"Mom, it wasn't going well at first, but with my little sister, things started to go smoothly."
Ye Zhiqiu was a little curious.
"What does the company's affairs have to do with Guaibao?"
Yan Yuchao repeated the reason, and Ye Zhiqiu couldn't help but sigh.
"Guaibao is amazing! She is the lucky star of our family."
Yan Yuchao deeply agreed with this.
My younger sister not only helped him resolve the peach blossom evil, but also helped the company renew the most important contract.
What would he do if he didn’t have his little sister?
Fu Yang is currently connecting the third hexagram of today.
The person connected was a young rich second-generation boy, nicknamed the Wolf of Wall Street. He looked a bit rebellious and arrogant.
He looked at Fu Yang, sizing him up and down, somewhat critically.
"You're the fortune-telling blogger who's been all the rage lately. You look so young, but can you really tell the truth?"
Fu Yang's expression was calm, neither annoyed nor angry.
"You can try."
Upon hearing this, the Wolf of Wall Street said something that was asking for a fight.
"But I live a happy life, I have money and free time, and I've dated one beautiful girlfriend after another. There's really nothing I want to calculate."
"So many people say that your livestream connection is hard to get. Is that true? How come I got one as soon as I came in?"
Netizens were so angry when they saw the rich second generation showing off that they thought they were asking for a beating and their teeth were almost broken.
[Oh my god, being rich is such a big deal! Okay, it’s definitely a big deal, but don’t bother poking fun at me like a cow or a horse!]
[Ahhh! Do you know how long I've been trying to snatch Sister Yang's lucky bag? And you snatched it and didn't even cherish it!]
Come on, tell me your address, and I promise I won't hit you.
[Not my buddy, I advise you not to be so confident. As everyone knows, anyone who can connect with Sister Yang online is not there for no reason.]
[I advise you to keep a low profile so that when you ask Sister Yang for help later, you won't be embarrassed.]
The Wolf of Wall Street became furious when he saw the comments.
"What can I do? I need to beg her!"
He was not convinced, snorted coldly and looked at Fu Yang and said:
"In that case, I think you can summon spirits, right? Please summon my mother's spirit for me right here. She's been dead for so many years, and I miss her so much."
And he said:
"If you can really let me see her again, I will give you a gift."
Fu Yang looked calm and composed.
"Private message me your mother's horoscope and photo backstage."
The Wolf of Wall Street:
"Okay, I've sent it."
Fu Yang took a look and raised his eyebrows meaningfully.
"I can't summon your mother's spirit."
The Wolf of Wall Street screamed when he heard it.
"You can't summon spirits?! Didn't you say you could yesterday? Are you a liar?"
"If you can't let me see my mom today, I'll report your account!"
Fu Yang remained calm.
"Don't be impatient. Summoning the spirits of the dead is for the living, not for the living. Your mother isn't dead yet, how can I summon her spirit?"
The Wolf of Wall Street was stunned when he heard this, and then frowned.
"Are you kidding me? My mother died when I was a child. She's been dead for many years."
Fu Yang:
"You saw it with your own eyes?"
The Wolf of Wall Street shook his head, hesitant.
"That's not the case."
Fu Yang:
"That's right, your mother isn't dead at all, but judging by the current situation, she's not far from death."
The Wolf of Wall Street looked dissatisfied, as if blaming Fu Yang for not being able to speak.
"My father told me the news of my mother's death himself. How could he lie to me?"
"Since you said my mother is not dead, then tell me where she is now."
Fu Yang counted on his fingers again.
"Your house has a basement. If you go to the basement, you will find your mother."
The people on the screen couldn't help but sneer when they heard this.
"You're such a liar. The so-called Heavenly Master is all just marketing."
"There's no basement in my house. Even if you're making it up, you have to make it up. I've lived in my house for so many years, how could I not know if there's a basement?"
Fu Yang raised his eyebrows and said:
"No, your house has a basement, you just don't know it. But there are many things about this house that you don't know."
The Wolf of Wall Street really doesn't believe it.
"You said you made a mistake and you still don't admit it. Then why don't you tell me where my basement is."
Fu Yang:
"You've never been to your dad's master bedroom, right? Go in and take a look. You'll discover something."
The Wolf of Wall Street doesn't believe it, but he is stubborn.
"Go in if you want, but if not, you have to admit in front of all these people in the live broadcast room that you miscalculated!"
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