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Chapter 19 President Li, now is not the time to be angry

"What did you say?"

How could this happen?

Who would destroy other people's graves?

Li Zhihe's fist clenched tighter and tighter, and finally hit the table with a 'bang'.

The mobile phone was also thrown on the ground and broke into several pieces in an instant.

No one would be happy if something like this happened to them, right?

Not to mention being unhappy, at this moment, as a son, I am afraid that he even has the intention to kill someone.

Yun Sangyu watched the man in front of her vent his emotions for a while before finally speaking:

"Mr. Li, now is not the time to be angry."

As soon as these words came out, the man regained some sense.

"Ms. Yun, does she know who did it?" asked.

Ahem.

"Mr. Li should ask the police uncle about this."

Once a crime is reported, the police have the right to initiate surveillance.

Come to think of it, Mr. Li's mother's grave shouldn't be in some remote place, right?

After checking, wouldn’t you know it?

"Then why did Miss Yun say it's not the time to be angry yet?"

Yun Sangyu twitched the corner of her mouth:

"Mr. Li, you must have heard of Feng Shui, right? Graves cannot be moved casually. Even if it is an ordinary grave move, you must watch the date and make all preparations.

As the saying goes, everything must be in harmony with each other, and this is especially true in metaphysics.”

The man was silent for a few seconds, then raised his head, his eyes a little deeper:

"So, is there any remedy on Miss Yun's side?"

Things have already happened, and we can only remedy them. After all, we can't turn back time.

Yun Sangyu didn't hide it, she was still very happy:

"Remediation can be done by performing rituals to comfort the deceased and then moving the grave."

However, ordinary Feng Shui masters cannot do this kind of remedial work. It requires a certain amount of practice, otherwise it is easy to suffer backlash.

Yun Sangyu did not say the latter sentence.

A little too proud, isn't it?

It's better to keep a low profile.

But, who is a man?

How could you not see the pride and confidence shown on the woman's face?

"Since Miss Yun said so, then it must be possible?"

"Okay."

cough.

The man cracked his knuckles:

"Miss Yun, I wonder if I can take Li's order?"

Um?

Yun Sangyu suddenly raised her head:

"Mr. Li, you mean, let me handle this?"

A little surprised.

After all, this man has always shown that he doesn't believe in himself.

Who knew that he would suddenly have to take care of such an important matter?

Are rich people so fickle in their ideas?

"Miss Yun is so confident that Li seems to have no choice but to believe it."

Yun Sangyu smiled:

"Thank you, Mr. Li, for your support. It depends on when Mr. Li has time."

In terms of time, it's a bit hanging.

"I'm flying abroad tonight."

The implication: no time.

this....

Yun Sangyu frowned:

"I wonder if Mr. Li has any photos around the cemetery?"

Li Zhihe nodded:

"Yes, wait a moment."

"OK."

...

Li Zhihe turned around and went to the bookshelf at the back, reaching out and taking down a photo album from the top shelf.

Take it over and open it.

"These are the pages, Miss Yun, take a look."

Yun Sangyu took it and looked at it carefully.

Judging from the pictures, the location of the cemetery was chosen very well.

This kind of position is not something that ordinary people can buy. It is a land of blessings. It is easy for future generations to get promoted to high positions and earn a lot of money every day.

I quickly flipped through several photos and closed them.

"Mr. Li, we still need the current photos."
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