Chapter 145 Brother, you are cuckolded

There is an exquisite octagonal pavilion on the rockery. The rockery is the gate of life, and the pavilion is the gate of life. It is the core of this Feng Shui formation. Jiang Hanyan smashed it lightly with an ashtray, and the pavilion fell apart.

Lao Meng and Zhou Yi watched helplessly, not daring to move. They didn't know if it was an illusion, but they felt that as the pavilion fell apart, the atmosphere in the office seemed to change.

Especially Lao Meng, he felt it the most obviously. For the past three months, he always felt dizzy and heavy in his head. There was no discomfort in his body, but he just couldn't muster the energy and had no energy to do anything. Now, he felt his whole body lighten and he felt extremely comfortable.

Jiang Hanyan put down the ashtray, clapped his hands, and said, "Okay, your company will be revived within a month, and three hundred thousand will be transferred to my account."

She took a pen and paper from the desk, wrote down the account number and name, and handed it to Lao Meng.

"Is that it?" Zhou Yi couldn't help but ask.

Just by destroying a pavilion, could Old Meng be brought back to life? It wasn't that he didn't believe Jiang Hanyan, but it was too fantastic, even more magical than a magic trick.

"This bonsai is a small Feng Shui formation, called the Borrowing Luck Formation. It is placed in the southeast direction and can borrow the luck of the most blessed person nearby. Mr. Meng, can you recall whether your bad luck began after your friend came?" Jiang Hanyan asked.

Old Meng thought about it and his face changed drastically.

Shit! It's true! After that bastard came to borrow the office, his company couldn't get any orders. For three whole months, not a single order. It was all that bastard's fault.

"Miss Jiang, did this bastard do it on purpose?" Old Meng wanted to confirm it again. He didn't want to wrongly accuse anyone.

Jiang Hanyan smiled slightly, pointed at the bonsai and said, "The person who can set up this Feng Shui formation must be very skilled. The price is not cheap, and it is definitely not available casually in the market. Do you think your friend did it intentionally or unintentionally?"

Lao Meng's face became even uglier. He clenched his fists and his teeth were chattering.

"There is one more thing. During the borrowing period, you cannot give any money or items to the person being borrowed. You can only lend, not give." Jiang Hanyan reminded.

Lao Meng gritted his teeth and cursed after a long while: "Son of a bitch!"

In the past three months, I didn't pay a penny of rent, never treated him to a meal, and even asked him to pay for the water and electricity bills. He was so blind to let a wolf into the house!

"Old Meng, who is your friend? What grudge does he have against you?" Zhou Yi was also very angry. This guy was too insidious.

"No grudges or hatred. He has always been unlucky. His friends ignored him. I was the only one who still had some contact with him. Three months ago, he suddenly came to me and asked to lend me an office. I thought I would help him if I could. I didn't expect him to be such a vicious villain. Damn it, I am the stupidest fool in the world!"

Old Meng was so regretful that he wanted to rush to the bastard's house and ask why he wanted to harm him. What had he done wrong to the bastard? "You can't tell a person's heart from his face. You have good intentions. Fortunately, Miss Jiang can solve it!" Zhou Yi comforted him.

Lao Meng wiped his face hard and wanted to laugh, but the smile he managed with great difficulty was uglier than crying. For the past three months, he felt like he was being tortured in a frying pan every day. Only he knew what it felt like. Many times he stood on the roof and wanted to jump down to end it all.

But when he thought of the company's employees and his young children, he couldn't bear to leave and gritted his teeth to resist.

"Thank you, Miss Jiang!"

Old Meng bowed deeply, without saying thank you for the great favor, he would remember it in his heart.

As long as Meng Shunfeng becomes successful one day, he will definitely repay him.

Jiang Hanyan accepted the gift calmly and said, "You're welcome. We'll settle the payment!"

With three hundred thousand, she can earn at least three million in the stock market, which should be enough to buy a small house with a yard, right?

Doudou yawned loudly. The little guy was sleepy. Jiang Hanyan held his little hand and prepared to go home.

Zhou Yi said earnestly, "I'll take Miss Jiang home."

His attitude was completely different from before. He was attentive but also respectful. A master of the mysterious arts must try to curry favor with him.

Jiang Hanyan nodded and decided to find time to get a driver's license and buy a car.

There was a shelf at the door of the office with a suit hanging on it. Jiang Hanyan didn't notice it when she entered. She stopped at the door, stared at the suit, and then looked at Lao Meng with a thoughtful look.

This old Meng is really a sinner. His brothers and wife teamed up to cheat him, and he was even cuckolded.

But she didn't understand. According to Lao Meng, the brother was down and out. How could Mrs. Meng, who lived a life of luxury, abandon the rich Lao Meng and choose a pauper? "Your bastard brother looks pretty good, doesn't he?" Jiang Hanyan asked.

Lao Meng was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "Not only is he good-looking, he's also very good at coaxing people, and he has many girlfriends."

If he hadn't been supported by women all these years, that bastard would have starved to death long ago. There was something he was embarrassed to say. It was said that this bastard was different from ordinary people in that aspect. He had gone to the toilet with the bastard. It seemed that he was indeed quite capable.

"Ms. Jiang, do you have any other questions?" Zhou Yi noticed something was wrong. It was impossible for Miss Jiang to bring this up for no reason.

Lao Meng's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that this bastard had cheated him of something else?

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Jiang Hanyan pointed at the suit and asked, "This suit belongs to that guy, right?"

"Yes, I saw him wearing it." Lao Meng nodded.

"There is a trace of aura on this suit, which is closely connected to President Meng. I didn't notice it when I entered the room, but I just sensed it. I suggest that President Meng check his wife carefully, and there may be new discoveries."

Jiang Hanyan didn't explain, but everyone was smart, so how could they not understand? Old Meng's face turned pale. He could accept his brother's betrayal, but he could not accept his wife stabbing him in the back, and he could not tolerate being cuckolded.

"Miss Jiang, are you saying that they...colluded together to deal with me?" Old Meng asked desperately.

"Your wife and your brother must have frequent contact and a close relationship, otherwise there would be no trace of your wife on the suit. Mr. Meng needs to check for other details. I don't know."

Jiang Hanyan did not have the heart to tell the truth, fearing that Mr. Meng could not bear the blow and that his scent would remain on his clothes. It was only the blending of yin and yang, and it was obvious that Mrs. Meng and Mr. Meng's brother had already rolled into bed.

"I see. I'll check it out."

After all, Lao Meng had seen a lot of storms, and he quickly regained his composure, but his face looked very ugly.

If his wife really betrayed him, he would not leave a penny to this woman, nor would his son give her anything. This woman should not blame him for her misfortune.

A ruthless look flashed in Lao Meng's eyes.

Zhou Yi drove Jiang Hanyan home, and Guan Yao went along. Doudou fell asleep in the car, and Jiang Hanyan held him in her arms so that the little guy could sleep more comfortably.

"What is Mrs. Meng thinking? Mr. Meng is such a good man, why would she betray him?" Guan Yao was puzzled.

(End of this chapter)