No matter how unwilling Wen Qi was, she was still sent to school on the first day of school, and it was Feng Ce who personally sent her there and even walked her to the door of the dormitory building.

Wen Qi had no chance to escape. She sighed, got out of the car, took the suitcase from the driver, and said resignedly, "Go back. I will study hard and will never embarrass you."

Feng Ce nodded, and said, "You can tell me anything."

Wen Qi was still confused at this time, until he walked upstairs, then he remembered what kind of life Wen Qi had spent in school.

Wen Qi narrowed his eyes and suddenly smiled. Now the fun of going to school began.

Wen Qi’s dormitory is on the sixth floor. Take the elevator directly up and turn right to the second room, 606.

After confirming that it was correct, she pushed the door open.

The dormitory conditions at Yunhai University are very good. The four-person room is decorated in a log style, with a bed above and a desk below, a separate bathroom and balcony, and even a small kitchen.

The four beds were placed opposite each other in pairs. Except for the one on the left side near the balcony which was empty, the other three beds were made.

But the bed was empty, and the table and chairs below and even the cabinet with the door slightly open were all filled with things.

Wen Qi dragged the suitcase over and looked around inside and outside, but there was no one there.

She raised her eyebrows, drew a talisman to summon ghosts on the spot, and pasted it on the floor-to-ceiling window on the balcony.

After a while, an old ghost with a hunched back floated in.

Wen Qi looked at him and was a little surprised, "Qing Dynasty?" This hairstyle is very recognizable.

The old ghost bent his back even more, "My Lord, when I was alive, I served all the masters in the palace. After I died, I missed the time to reincarnate, so I can only wander in the human world and survive by helping the masters do things."

The old ghost was obviously used to the doubts from the Taoist priest, and he introduced himself in a comprehensive manner.

Wen Qi understood that if ghosts did not go to the underworld to reincarnate, they would have only two fates: either their souls would be scattered, or they would become fierce ghosts in order to survive. However, the old ghost in front of him chose a third way, running errands for the Heavenly Master and living on the Heavenly Master's rewards.

"You are very brave. There are not many ghosts who dare to approach the Heavenly Master." Wen Qi asked curiously, "What can you do?"

The old ghost replied respectfully: "To gather information, move items, and occasionally take orders for intimidation."

"Wow, your business is quite extensive." Wen Qi said with a smile: "That's great, I have something for you to move."

The old ghost stood up a little straighter, "Just give me your orders, sir."

Wen Qi was about to speak when she suddenly remembered that one of her roommates was the second daughter of the wealthy Tao family in Yunhai City. She was very spoiled, and the key point was that the Tao family was quite powerful.

If she was still alone in the past, she would certainly not care about other people's identities, but it is different now. She is married to Feng Ce, and everything she says and does outside is linked to the Feng family.

So, she had to ask first.

When Feng Ce received Wen Qi's call, he had just entered the exclusive elevator in the garage, which went directly to the 39th floor where the president's office was located.

The signal in the elevator was bad, and the call was disconnected before they could talk. After getting out of the elevator, Feng Ce called her again.

The call was quickly connected, and Feng Ce's voice was a little cold, "What's wrong?"

Wen Qi didn't waste any words and asked directly: "If I offend someone outside, will it bring trouble to the Feng family?"

Feng Ce was silent for a second, then said in a deep voice: "No one can bring trouble to the Feng family."

Wen Qi immediately laughed, "Our President Feng is so domineering! Then you go ahead and get busy. I won't bother you anymore. Bye! Remember not to get too tired!"

Feng Ce's expression softened slightly, "Yeah."

It was not until he reached the door that a panicked voice sounded behind him: "Boss Feng!"

Feng Ce stopped and skillfully turned his wheelchair to look over. The person walking towards him was a strange young man. At least he had never seen him when he was working a year ago.

The young man stopped three steps in front of Feng Ce, and his forehead was slightly sweating because of his stare. He was obviously a disabled person in a wheelchair, so why was his aura so strong? Even looking up at him made him feel strongly oppressed.

Feng Ce waited for three seconds, but couldn't get any further words from him. He tapped his knees impatiently with his fingertips and asked in a cold voice, "What's the matter?"

The young man smiled and said, "Boss Feng, this office is currently used by Boss Hua, who is meeting with guests. It would not be appropriate for you to go in."

Feng Ce's expression remained unchanged, and he opened his thin lips slightly, "Feng Hua's previous office can no longer be used?"

The young man thought carefully and replied, "Of course it can be used, but Mr. Hua is now acting as the CEO of the group and often has to meet with distinguished guests. The previous office was too small, so we moved here."

Feng Ce nodded and ordered, "Go and clean up his old office."

The young man's heart skipped a beat and he had many guesses, but he didn't have the courage to ask. He could only respond and leave quickly.

Feng Ce just sat there without moving. About half an hour later, the door of the office behind him opened, and the young man came back sweating and reported, "Boss Feng, everything is ready."

Feng Ce nodded and turned his wheelchair around to face the office.

"Feng Ce? It's really you!" A middle-aged man in a suit and tie with a slightly protruding beer belly walked forward with a look of surprise.

Feng Ce raised the corners of his lips slightly, and with a small gesture he dispelled his coldness, and his whole temperament became approachable, "Uncle Gong."

Gong Junliang patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Good boy, I heard from my dad that you are fine, but I didn't dare to believe it. I didn't expect it to be true. Are you going back to work?"

Feng Ce nodded and turned to look at Feng Hua at the door. "You are almost well now. You should share some of the burden with Grandpa."

Feng Hua's body stiffened slightly, but a smile appeared on his face, as if he was happy for him.

"It's a good thing that you have such filial piety, but you also have to take care of your health. This is just right. Don't be too tired." Gong Junliang glanced at his watch. "I have something else to do. I have to go first. Come to my house for dinner when you have time. Your aunt will be happy to see you."

Feng Ce agreed and escorted Gong Junliang all the way to the elevator.

Feng Hua, who originally came out as the host to see off the guests, unknowingly became a follower.

After the elevator door closed, Feng Hua said, "I heard that you were well a few days ago. I've always wanted to visit you, but I never found the time. I didn't expect you to come today. Why didn't you tell me in advance?"

Feng Ce turned around and walked towards the office, his expression becoming cold and hard again, "Of course you have to come back to work after you recover from your illness. It's not nice to stay at home all the time."

Feng Hua's palm tightened, and he said in a relaxed tone: "Then you must familiarize yourself with it. The group has added a lot of new projects this year."

Feng Ce entered the office first, turned to look at him, and said in a cold voice: "In one year, seven new projects were added, three of which are estimated to have an investment of over 1 billion, and one project is estimated to have an investment of over 5 billion. The shortest duration of all projects is five years. Feng Hua, do you know what it means to bite off more than you can chew?"

Feng Hua could no longer maintain the smile on his face. He took a deep breath and said, "Before starting the project, I asked a professional team to do a risk assessment. Although it takes a little time, it is definitely a sure win."

Feng Ce was completely unmoved. "There is no such thing as a guaranteed profit in business. You are too radical. Take your stuff and leave."

Feng Hua wanted to explain, but was stunned when he heard this, "What do you mean?"

Feng Ce looked at him coldly and announced, "You are dismissed."

(End of this chapter)