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240 The king does not see the king, exposing the evil deeds of the Zuo family! 【1 more】(1/3)

Phytolacca's voice was cold: "Fight quickly!"

Zuo Tianfeng was unwilling to believe a word of what Si Fuqing said.

But it was related to the future of Zuo Xianyu and Zuo Group, so he could only dial out the phone in humiliation and under pressure.

After two rings, the other party picked up: "Dad? Aren't you in Sijiucheng? How is it? Is the matter done?"

"Xianyu, tell me honestly, can you still write business plans now?" Zuo Tianfeng's voice trembled, "Do you still have your business talent?"

Zuo Xianyu's pupils suddenly shrank, and she said calmly: "Dad, what are you talking about? How can you say that there is no talent? I am just tired these days."

However, Zuo Tianfeng knew Zuo Xianyu's temperament so well that his heart was completely cold when he heard her say this.

Zuo Xianyu was very arrogant.

Ever since Mr. Zuo discovered her business talent and took her around the business world, he was used to hearing the praise from people around him, so how could he use excuses to cover it up.

Did the Zuo family really steal Si Fuqing's luck?!

Zuo Tianfeng stared blankly ahead, not even responding to Zuo Xianyu's voice calling him repeatedly from the receiver.

Shang Lu pressed down the phone and looked at Si Fuqing: "Miss Si?"

"Follow the interrogation procedures." Si Fuqing stood up, "The person in charge can be imprisoned for twenty years, right?"

"Yes." Shanglu nodded, "But if you be more ruthless, the death penalty is also acceptable."

"Okay." Si Fuqing's eyes fell on Zuo Tianfeng, who was already sluggish, and he slowly said, "Then it will be as you wish."

It wasn't until the sound of the door opening and closing that Zuo Tianfeng came back to his senses from the extreme fright and fear.

He struggled hard and his eyes were red: "Si Fuqing! Si Fuqing, come back!"

Even if the matter was extremely absurd, Zuo Tianfeng had no choice but to believe it when it reached such a situation.

Before Mr. Zuo brought Si Fuqing back, although the Zuo family had a say in Lincheng, it was far from being considered a top wealthy family, let alone the number one position today.

Since Si Fuqing came to the Zuo family, the Zuo family's business has become more and more prosperous. They have signed many big orders and are very lucky.

On the other hand, Si Fuqing suddenly gained weight and was admitted to the hospital.

The more prosperous the Zuo family becomes, the worse Si Fuqing's situation becomes.

It seems that Mr. Zuo used some method to continuously transfer Si Fuqing's luck to the Zuo family. This transfer lasted for thirteen years.

But if, as Si Fuqing said, their luck is taken away and the Zuo family is gone, what will they do?!

Zuo Tianfeng didn't dare to think about it at all, and shouted hoarsely: "Si Fuqing, come back! Come back!"

"Be honest!" Phytolacca injected a sedative directly, "I told you, don't even think about getting out once you're in."

Zuo Tianfeng's eyes darkened and he fainted again.

Outside the door, Si Fuqing received a call from Nian Tingchu.

"Hey, uncle." Si Fuqing said, "Well, I will go back to Beizhou at the end of August, just in time to catch up with my cousin's school entrance examination. I told him that I would have to check it out then, otherwise I would want all the gifts.

Take it back."

"Okay, you and your aunt should take some rest and don't work too hard. I can make money."

After the call ended, Si Fuqing looked at the time.

Four o'clock.

Just in time, she went to work for her boss.

She sent a message to Yu Xiheng asking where he was.

A few seconds later, Si Fuqing received an address.

It is a pedestrian street in Sijiucheng.

Si Fuqing first put on makeup, sunglasses, mask and hat, and then rode a shared bicycle over.

There are many people in the pedestrian street, and there are various small merchants and hawkers on both sides of the street.

Standing at the entrance, she could smell the aroma of pastries and barbecue.

Si Fuqing lowered the brim of his hat and looked around.

Great, no one found her.

She quickly found Yu Xiheng.

Although he is wearing casual clothes today, his figure cannot be concealed. In addition, he has an outstanding temperament, which can be spotted by the crowd at a glance.

As if aware of her gaze, the man turned around and looked at her calmly.

"Why did you bring this mask out?" Si Fuqing walked over and pointed at his face, "It's an antique. I want it for you."

"It doesn't matter." Yu Xiheng said in a calm tone, "Many people are wearing them."

Seeing that at least six out of ten men and women around him were wearing the same mask as Yu Xiheng, Si Fuqing said: "..."

Okay, Emperor Yin is the real top one.

Fifteen hundred years of top quality.

"But this is real." Si Fuqing couldn't help but raise his hand and touch the mask, "The texture is different."

Her wrist was suddenly held down, and a gentle sigh came from under the mask: "Stop moving, it will fall off soon."

Si Fuqing looked at him for a few seconds, then withdrew her hand: "Okay."

The two of them went in.

"By the way, why are there so many people here today?" Si Fuqing looked around, "What activities are going on?"

"There are usually a lot of people." Yu Xiheng nodded, "This place was originally a tourist attraction."

"That's it." Si Fuqing looked at the delicious food around him, "I'll buy some food first and find a place for me to have a big meal first."

She quickly visited a dozen stalls, and when she came back, her hands were already full.

Yu Xiheng raised her eyelashes, glanced at the snacks in her hand, and said with a slight smile in her eyes: "You are indeed very easy to support."

"That's right." Si Fuqing found a small road, "Boss, come this way, come this way. I bought it for you too. I haven't eaten yet today."

Yu Xiheng was taken to the back of a temple by her.

There aren't many people here.

Si Fuqing took off her mask and was very happy: "I can finally eat."

On the side, Yu Xiheng did not eat, but just sat quietly.

The leaves fell from the heights and floated on his shoulders, making him even more noble and elegant.

Si Fuqing was eating very seriously until there was the sound of footsteps.

She quickly wiped her mouth and put on the mask, and when she looked up she saw that it was a monk.

"Donor, we are very destined to meet each other in such a remote place." The monk clasped his hands together and said, "Not even a hexagram, I am sorry to the Buddha for allowing us to meet here."

Si Fuqing lazily said: "Buddha will only send down a bolt of lightning to kill you now, saying that you are cheating in his name."

The monk touched his nose: "The donor is joking, Buddha -"

Before he finished speaking, there was a sudden thunderbolt above his head.

Monk: "..."

Yu Xiheng bent her fingers and flicked her forehead: "Don't be naughty, girl."

"Who makes him want to deceive us?" Si Fuqing blinked, "Those who ask people to tell fortunes at tourist attractions are all liars."

"The poor monk is not a liar." The monk came back to his senses and said with an upright face, "Donor, why don't you draw lots. If what the poor monk said is wrong, you just don't have to pay."

Yu Xiheng stretched out his hand: "Then smoke it."

Si Fuqing then also drew a lot.

"Oh, this is the sign you two..." The monk looked at the sign for a long time, "It says it's good or not, it's not bad either. If it doesn't, it will be prosperous and the dead tree will spring again. No matter how much suffering you have suffered in the past, you will be prosperous in the future."

He looked at Si Fuqing and then at Yu Xiheng.

How strange.

It stands to reason that both of them will die young, but they are full of vitality.

He has never seen such a strange face.

You can't die and live again, right?

"Okay, you can still say it." Si Fuqing stood up, "Boss, I'm going to buy candied haws, do you want to eat it?"

Yu Xiheng raised his chin slightly: "No, you can go."

"Okay, then you wait for me here."

After Si Fuqing left, Yu Xiheng gave the fortune-telling money to the monk, and then looked into the distance to rest quietly.

"This benefactor." The monk clasped his hands and called him, "It's hard to say what your destiny is in front of other people. I will talk to you privately."
To be continued...
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