Chapter 4 Dali Group
Behind the desk, Jin Feng turned around in her boss chair and couldn't help but sneered, "Is there no way to calculate it?"
He raised an eyebrow at Old Mitou, and his hand with a gold ring tossed the cigar onto the table in front of him. "Masters, do you think the money isn't enough? That's right, isn't it all about the pay in your business? My Dali Group has the money and power. As long as you're willing to help, we'll be family. I, Jin Feng, will naturally not treat you unfairly. Money isn't a problem. Name your price."
With her hands spread out, Jin Feng's face was full of heroism.
Feng Zhibai was protected behind Lao Mi Tou. When he heard Jin Feng offer a price, his little head instantly popped out from behind Lao Mi Tou!
Asking price?
Does asking price mean you can ask for anything you want?
"Then I will become rich!" Feng Zhibai opened his eyes wide, and his starry eyes were shining!
"No, Chairman Jin, it's not about the money... Ouch!"
Just as Lao Mi was about to refuse, a pair of hands suddenly appeared behind him and pushed him away mercilessly!
"Money is only a thing outside of the body. What I hate most in my life is seeing people like you suffer. Come on, tell me what's going on."
Feng Zhibai took a quick step forward and jumped directly past the confused Old Mi and landed in front of Jin Feng's desk!
She leaned her little head in front of Jin Feng, and her eyes naturally fell on Jin Feng's face.
He has a hooked nose, a narrow forehead, a short philtrum, and exposed cheekbones without flesh.
Such a person is a typical villain, narrow-minded, cunning, and vindictive.
There is also a mole on his wealth palace, which seems to be acquired rather than congenital.
Looking closely at the lines on the Palace of Wealth, there are two horizontal lines, which means it has only been two years since he became rich. Adding the mole, it is a typical image of someone who will succeed in middle age and become rich overnight.
The horizontal lines in his wife and concubine palace are crossed, which means he will have only one wife and one concubine in his life.
Moreover, he has two sons and one daughter in his children's palace.
It can be said that he has both a son and a daughter.
If there is one bad part in his face, it would probably be the blood between his eyebrows, that is, the position of the Yin Tang and Ming Palace. To put it more clearly, he will have a bloody disaster, and if he doesn't save the person, he will die.
Seeing Feng Zhibai suddenly jump out and stare at Jin Feng, Yuan Haonan glared at her with dissatisfaction: "Stay away!" Then he raised his hand and called the bodyguards to come forward to pull her away.
Just as he raised his hand, Jin Feng shouted, "Stop!"
The voice was cold and shocked Yuan Haonan instantly: "Chairman..."
"Go down."
Jin Feng tapped her fingers on the table in annoyance, and her voice dropped a few notches.
Yuan Haonan didn't dare to say anything more. He reluctantly took two steps back and then glared at Feng Zhibai with a fierce look.
Feng Zhibai knew from the moment he saw Yuan Haonan in the park that this girl's dislike for him emanated from within.
Looking back at her with a slanted glance, Feng Zhibai laughed coldly: "Ha."
A laugh made Yuan Haonan's face turn red with anger!
Jin Feng looked at the little girl in front of her with interest. This was the first time in all these years that she had seen a minor dare to be so arrogant.
He retracted his gaze, an apologetic look on his face: "I'm sorry, my secretary is ignorant, please don't blame me, Masters."
Jin Feng tapped the table and motioned for Lao Mi Tou and Feng Zhibai to sit down.
"You two should sit down and talk."
He also stood up and walked towards the sofa.
Old Mitou glanced at Feng Zhibai awkwardly, then sat down silently behind him.
Based on his intuition gained from so many years as a fortune teller, this girl really has some skills, and judging by the current situation, there is still room for her to escape safely!
Feng Zhibai didn't care. He flicked his sleeves and sat down on the nearest sofa.
"Xiaofeng, can the price you just mentioned be a real number?"
Before Jin Feng sat down completely, she heard Feng Zhibai's somewhat surprising question.
Xiaofeng? Who?
Old Mi gave a stiff smile and quickly explained, "Chairman Jin, this girl is just like that sometimes..." He pointed at his head and spread his hands helplessly, "Don't mind it."
Jin Feng smiled lightly and didn't respond to Old Mi's words. She asked, "I believe Secretary Yuan has already told you two about this."
"Um."
After the air was still for a few seconds, Lao Mitou hummed nervously, and his mind flashed back to what Yuan Haonan had said to him about Qingshantou in the park that morning.
"Is it about Qingshantou?"
Jin Feng pondered for a moment, her expression becoming serious. "That's right."
Outside the office, someone brought tea and placed it in front of the three people.
Jin Feng also briefly recounted what happened at Qingshantou.
More than a month ago, Dali Group wanted to develop Qingshantou, so he spent a lot of money to hire a fortune teller. After the fortune teller calculated his divination, he told him that Qingshantou would be a hit when it was first launched!
Jin Feng was superstitious by nature, and after listening to the fortune teller, he took the initiative to grab the bid for the development of Qingshantou!
After months of planning, Qingshantou was officially put into development three days ago.
Everyone thought everything would go smoothly, but no one expected that strange things would start to happen on the construction site just three days after the start of work.
On the first night, whenever the excavator went into the ground, you could always hear bursts of crying.
The engineering team was scared and reported it to the higher authorities. Later, someone checked and found nothing. They couldn't find anything, so the inspector could only say a few words and then left.
The construction was stopped on the first night.
The next morning, the construction team used the excavator again. Although they didn't hear any crying this time, as they dug the soil, they actually dug out pieces of bones!
The worker was frightened and called the police immediately.
But before the police arrived, the workers who had come into contact with the remains began vomiting and falling unconscious! Even more terrifying, after waking up, each of them acted like they were possessed by a ghost, frantically searching for blades and blunt instruments and indiscriminately hacking people on the construction site!
When there was no one left to chop, the crazy workers turned the bloody blades on themselves!
Blood was spilled all over the construction site, and the construction site at Qingshantou was like a cemetery!
There are corpses all over the ground!
Jin Feng breathed a long sigh of relief, her face gloomy. "We've already contacted the police to suppress this matter, but it was a little late and some news leaked out."
Yuan Haonan handed the cigar to Jin Feng, but Jin Feng raised her hand and brushed her hand away.
Old Mitou propped himself up on his knees, his face grim as he hesitated, "Chairman Jin, excuse me. Dali Group is such a big business, why don't you find a fortune teller or a Taoist priest to look at Qingshantou? Instead, you're looking for a bunch of weak fortune tellers like us?"
Feng Zhibai took a sip of the tea in front of him. The tea was astringent and bitter, and it had no fragrance when it went down his throat. It was not a good tea.
She arched her eyebrows, reached out to put the teacup in front of her back, and continued with Old Mitou's words, "I guess Xiaofeng invited us because no one else can solve the problem?"
She looked up at Jin Feng, her starry eyes carrying the words "I am very smart".
Jin Feng looked at Feng Zhibai in surprise and nodded. "That's right. I've contacted all the famous Taoist priests, Feng Shui masters, and fortune tellers in Qinghai City. Sixty percent of them are scammers, and forty percent of them told me the same thing: they can't solve the problem. As for Taoist priests in other places, I haven't contacted them yet. As you two know, my Dali Group is not very stable at the moment."
He was afraid that someone with ulterior motives would take advantage of the opportunity to cause trouble.
However, judging by the feng shui of their group, even if the rivals don't cause trouble, things won't be much better.
"No, Chairman Jin, if the professional Taoist priests and Feng Shui masters can't solve this problem, then we certainly can't do it either."
When Lao Mi heard Jin Feng say that the problem could not be solved, his heart suddenly became tense.
Even the people Jin Feng found couldn't solve the problem, so how could he and this little girl possibly solve it!
Even if you are desperate and try all kinds of treatments, you should still specialize in your field, right?
It's obvious that he's not qualified for this profession!
"Why."
Jin Feng exhaled, and then, as if hinting at something, said, "The fortune teller who initially predicted that Qingshantou would fail upon opening has already been sent to the police station. If it weren't for that fortune teller, I wouldn't have developed Qingshantou."
What he meant was that the problem started by the fortune teller should also be solved by the fortune teller, so he came to them.
Old Mi was frightened by Jin Feng's eyes, and trembled as he turned his gaze towards Feng Zhibai.
Jin Feng and the others also looked towards her.
Feng Zhibai was leisurely planning to take a second sip of tea, and his hand had even reached out to the teacup, but he was frozen in mid-air by the gazes of three pairs of eyes.
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