When the words fell, the smile on Lin Shiya's face disappeared without a trace, and she looked at Mr. Lin with disbelief.

I thought that my grandfather would recognize his ability and change his impression of her.

Unexpectedly, grandpa's indifferent and cold personality has not changed in the slightest.

No matter what Lin Shiya did, she couldn't let her grandfather change her prejudice against her.

Grandpa's mouth was good, in order to expand the business scale of the trading company, he took the initiative to inject 10 million into the company, but then his words made Lin Shiya feel like falling into an ice cave.

Sending Lin Kun as the deputy general manager of the branch to manage finance and personnel is tantamount to depriving Lin Shiya of several of her most important rights, saying that she assisted Lin Shiya in managing the trading company in the past, but actually sent a emperor.

Song Feng patted Lin Shiya's shoulder and said in a comforting tone, "Don't worry about anything, there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, with me by your side, no one can bully you."

Lin Shiya looked at Song Feng with a complicated expression.

The situation has fallen to the bottom again, what can Song Feng do to help himself turn things around?

Song Feng said seriously: "Shiya, as I said just now, you don't have to worry about anything, just remember one sentence."

"With me, no one can bully you, and no one can take everything that belongs to you."

Leaving this sentence, Song Feng grabbed Lin Shiya's hand and left here without looking back.

The banquet has become a Hongmen banquet, and everyone in the Lin family is like a clown, you sing and I will appear, and they are full of ugliness.

Even Mr. Lin is just as ugly.

In this disgusting environment, Song Feng was not interested in continuing to stay.

Lin Shiya walked out of the club with Song Feng with a heavy heart, took out the key and prepared to drive.

In the distance, a figure walked up, softly calling out Song Feng's name.

Song Feng turned his head and was stunned for a moment, and said with a strange expression, "Miss Mei, who are you?"

Different from the previous meeting, Miss Mei changed into another set of clothes at this time.

Previously, she was wearing a well-fitting cheongsam, but now she is wearing a women's suit.

Miss Mei smiled and said, "Mr. Song, are you leaving?"

Song Feng nodded and said, "The things that need to be done have been done, and we are ready to go back."

"Now that the matter is done, I wonder if Mr. Song can go to the Wei family with me?"

"This ......"

Song Feng looked at Lin Shiya.

Lin Shiya opened the car door and said absentmindedly, "Miss Mei is kind to invite, you can go with her, I'll go back alone, it's okay."

Without waiting for Song Feng to agree, Lin Shiya sat in the car, pulled down the window and waved goodbye to Song Feng.

Looking at the back of the car in the distance, Song Feng sighed.

Miss Mei asked in a wordy manner, "I see that Miss Lin is not in a high mood, with a deep sadness on the corners of her eyes and eyebrows, she must be in trouble, right?" Do you need my help?"

"Forget it, we can figure it out ourselves."

Song Feng smiled faintly and said, "Miss Mei, let's go too."

Miss Mei took Song Feng to the private parking lot of the club, took out the key to open a luxury car, and politely invited Song Feng into the car.

More than half an hour later, the car arrived at a manor in the suburbs.

After getting out of the car, Song Feng looked at the gate of the manor with his hands behind his back.

From a distance, this manor is antique, with red walls and green tiles, and it is extraordinary.

The walls are about several meters high and are made of fine stone.

The two stone lions at the door are majestic.

Under the guidance of Miss Mei, Song Feng entered the manor and came to the backyard of the manor.

This place covers a huge area, and from front to back, the two of them walked for more than ten minutes.

Along the way, you can see rockeries and trees everywhere.

It is said to be a manor, but it is more like a landscape garden full of poetry and picturesqueness.

When he came to the backyard, Song Feng was amazed.

Not far away is an artificially dug artificial lake

, there is a pavilion in the middle of the lake.

There is no access to the shore and the only way to get to the pavilion is to take a small boat that docks on the shore.

"Awesome, really awesome."

Hearing this, Miss Mei was curious, "Mr. Song, what do you mean by being powerful?"

"Miss Mei, can't you see that there is a master layout here, and it belongs to the best feng shui bureau."

After a few minutes of observation, Song Feng had a deeper understanding of the Wei family.

The core of feng shui is the word landscape, and there are rockeries all over here, as well as an artificial lake with a large area, which alludes to the mountains and water in feng shui.

This place is not a natural feng shui treasure, but under the arrangement of feng shui masters, it can not only prosper wealth, but also prosperity.

Living here is prosperous, and you can't get rich if you want to.

The two walked for two minutes and came to a small courtyard in the backyard.

Mr. Wei sat leisurely on the recliner with a carved coffee table in front of him and a set of tea sets on it.

Seeing Song Feng coming, Mr. Wei got up from his chair and said with a pleasant face, "I'm really sorry to invite you over so late, come on, come on, this is the tea I just made, you can taste it and see how it tastes."

"Thank you, Mr. Wei."

Under the greeting of Mr. Wei, Song Feng sat opposite the coffee table, picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip.

In the next second, Song Feng nodded frequently, and involuntarily said, "Good tea, really good tea."

"Mr. Wei is really a person who knows how to maintain health."

Song Feng put down the teacup and smiled slightly.

Tea is not only an excellent drink, but also has a certain degree of medicinal effect.

Drinking tea from time to time can have the effect of refreshing the mind and relieving fatigue.

Mr. Wei said, "Mr. Song is true that tea, like Chinese herbal medicine, is a treasure handed down from our ancestors. When it comes to refreshing the mind and relieving fatigue, the effect of tea is far superior to that of coffee, and few young people nowadays know how to taste tea."

After chatting a few words about the tea ceremony, Mr. Wei went straight to the point and said, "Mr. Song, you already know the situation of the old man, and ask Mr. Song to help me check the pulse and see why I suddenly had a nightmare, whether it is physical reasons or other reasons."

Speaking of this, a fierce light flashed in Mr. Wei's eyes.

On the night of buying the ginseng, Mr. Wei had a nightmare.

In one night, he had three nightmares in a row.

For the next few days, every day was like this.

In addition to being strange, Mr. Wei also had another guess in his heart.

Someone wants to hurt themselves.

The Wei family is the oldest wealthy family in Jiangcheng, with a long history and a big family.

Not to mention the children and grandchildren below, whether they have the idea of seeking power and usurping the throne.

There are countless families that the Wei family wants to replace them.

In addition, when Wei Lao was young, he had a high-flying and domineering personality, and he was the only one, and he didn't know how many enemies he had offended.

Faced with nightmares, Mr. Wei subconsciously felt that the situation was abnormal.

It's not like a physical sake, it's more like someone is secretly doing something.

Song Feng said with a smile: "The old gentleman thinks that the nightmare is abnormal, on the one hand, he suspects that it is due to physical reasons, and on the other hand, he thinks that it is likely to be caused by external forces, right?"