Xu Mo was completely bewildered by Lin An's words and mechanically repeated them:
"You mean, your grandfather's grave was bombed, and someone in the Lin family won the lottery?"
"Yes, Butler Li told me that Lin Xia won the second prize in the lottery, 160,000 yuan."
"Holy crap! She's got such incredible luck," Xu Mo exclaimed.
In fact, the first thing Lin Xia did after redeeming the prize was to post on her WeChat Moments, with the caption "Welcoming the first good luck of summer." However, since Xu Mo learned that Lin Xia had been sold to Dong Shu by Lin Haoran, he no longer harbored as much hatred and naturally stopped paying attention to Lin Xia's WeChat Moments.
Immediately afterward, Xu Mo realized what was happening:
"Damn it, something's definitely not right. A family's fortune is closely related to the blessings of their ancestors. Let alone if the ancestral graves are blown up, even if the feng shui of the ancestral graves is bad, it will have a huge impact on the entire family, bringing them a constant stream of bad luck."
He gave another example: "I had a business partner who told me that he had three children, but the son was too old to marry and the daughter was too old to get married. No matter how he tried to persuade them, it was no use. He forced the children to go on blind dates every day, which caused chaos in the family. Later, he realized that it wasn't the children's fault. He moved the ancestral graves and changed the feng shui. Soon, all three children met their ideal partners, and now he has grandchildren. That shows how important ancestral graves are."
Lin An wholeheartedly agreed: "Yes, but I didn't feel unlucky that day."
Xu Mo nodded: "Yeah, even when we entered the venue, the name you randomly gave managed to get in. You were lucky. It's really strange."
"So the person in that tomb is very likely not my grandfather." Lin An came to a conclusion that was hard for him to accept.
"Huh? Who is that? And what about your grandfather?" Xu Mo asked a series of questions.
Lin An looked out the car window at the thousands of brightly lit homes and fell silent, his mind a jumble of thoughts.
But reason told him that the one in the cemetery could not be Lin Tianyou.
Lin Xia and Lin Rou, one brainless and the other heartless, it's understandable that they don't care about the ancestral graves. Lin Wan should be busy taking care of Zhang Wanru's recovery. But it's very abnormal for Lin Haoran, as the head of the family, to be so indifferent. He can still send Lin Zhe to the new school and doesn't care about the possible impact of the ancestral graves being damaged. That means he probably already knew that it wasn't the ancestral graves.
A huge question mark appeared in Lin An's mind: "Where is my grandfather? How did he die?"
The car stopped in front of the hotel. Seeing Lin An's pale face, Xu Mo said with concern:
"Lin An, you're too tired today. Go back and get some sleep first. We can talk about everything after you've had a good night's rest."
"good."
Lin An got out of the car and dragged his tired body into the hotel.
He was really exhausted, both physically and mentally. Using the lightning-summoning talisman was extremely taxing for someone who had never cultivated. After swiping his card to enter the room, he didn't change his clothes or wash up. He went straight to the bed and threw himself onto the soft bed, falling into a deep sleep within seconds.
......
He felt like he had slept for a long time, and when he woke up, the sun was already high in the sky.
Lin An slept very well and now feels energetic and full of strength.
He checked the time on his phone and realized he had slept until the afternoon. To his even greater surprise, the date had changed to the last day of the month.
He slept for more than three days. He quickly checked his phone for missed calls and messages. Fortunately, most of them were Xu Mo reporting on his work progress, with a few messages from Leng Lin and Zhou Ya.
At that moment, he suddenly remembered something, and the image of the young lady in the Mercedes-Benz 4S store popped into his mind.
Lin An jumped up, washed his face as quickly as possible, and then took a taxi to the Mercedes-Benz dealership.
At this moment, inside the Mercedes-Benz 4S store, since it was the last day of the month, the owner had also come to the store to do a full-month inventory.
As it was nearing the end of the workday, there were few customers in the store, and all the sales staff stood in a row, listening to the boss speak.
The boss, who was overweight but had his hair neatly combed, spoke with a slightly accented Southern Mandarin.
"This month, I want to give special praise to Tang Hong. She continued to perform outstandingly, selling multiple Mercedes-Benz C-Class vehicles. The sales champion title belongs to you."
The boss paused for a moment, and the employees applauded in unison.
After the applause subsided, the boss, beaming, continued:
“As I said, there are rewards for good performance. This is the 10,000 yuan bonus for the top salesperson, which belongs to Tang Hong.”
Tang Hong, her expression excited, took a step forward and left the group.
The boss solemnly handed her the bonus red envelope, and she quickly expressed her gratitude to him:
"Thank you, boss. My achievements today are all thanks to your excellent leadership."
After saying that, the two shook hands and laughed.
Other colleagues looked at the bonus in her hand with envious eyes, including Xiao Liang, whose eyes showed not only envy but also disappointment.
Tang Hong, who was assigned to her by the boss, didn't actually teach her anything. She could only work with enthusiasm, doing her best to introduce the vehicle's performance and advantages and disadvantages to each customer.
Several times, when clients were about to sign contracts, Tang Hong, her nominal mentor, would suddenly appear and steal the deal, using her skillful persuasion to lure them to her side.
Xiao Liang's eyes dimmed, and she told herself not to be discouraged.
The boss changed his tone and continued, "But I've also said that those with the worst performance will be punished!"
He walked up to Xiao Liang and said coldly, "Xiao Liang, you haven't made a single sale in the two months you've been here. I'm just unlucky to have paid you your basic salary. You can pack up today, hand over your uniform, and leave."
"Boss, could you make an exception? I'd like to try again," Xiao Liang pleaded.
She hasn't found another job yet. Although this job isn't ideal, at least the boss is law-abiding and pays her wages on time. If she loses her job and can't find another one in time, she won't have enough money to support herself in Haishi for a month. In that case, she'll have to listen to her parents, go back to the village, marry a man she has no feelings for, and use the money for her younger brother's wedding.
The boss looked troubled and frowned, saying, "It's been two months, and you haven't sold me a single car. I still have to provide you with lunch every day. I'm not a philanthropist, okay?"
Xiao Liang's eyes were red with anxiety. He bowed and pleaded, "Boss, just one more week, please?"
"Forget it, you're not suitable. Go change out of your uniform now." The boss's tone turned cold.
Knowing that the boss had made up his mind, Xiao Liang straightened up, wiped away his tears, and prepared to go to the changing room.
"Who says she's not suitable? I think she's great, very suitable!"
Lin An's voice came at just the right time.
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