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

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."

Yu Xiheng suddenly turned his head.

His auspicious eyes are deep and his features are clear.

There was obviously a faint smile on the man's lips, but at this moment, the monk only felt a jack pressing on him, and for a moment it was difficult to even breathe.

But soon, Yu Xiheng lowered his eyes and said lightly: "How can you say you can't?"

The monk hesitated for a moment and lowered his voice: "Ziwei fate, emperor's fate, true dragon purple energy, donor, you were born in the wrong time."

After all, it is not a feudal monarchy now.

Where is the talk of emperors?

He has also met several people with the Ziwei zodiac sign.

All of them are powerful people, and they are all at the top of their respective fields.

He has never seen the real fate of Ziwei.

Moreover, even the ancient emperors may not all have the fate of Ziwei.

Otherwise, there would be no faint king or king of subjugation.

Yu Xiheng did not respond to this sentence. He slowly tilted his head and said, "What about her?"

The monk stared at Si Fuqing who was buying candied haws in the distance, and finally slowly said four words: "The king cannot see the king."

After turning around, he saw Yu Xiheng looking at him with a smile.

His eyes were obviously calm and gentle, but his aura was very strong.

"Alas, opposites attract." The monk promptly remedied the situation, "But I think this female donor has blocked her luck, but she has good fortune."

"Donor, you have a long and heavy road ahead."

Yu Xiheng hummed lightly: "You have some real ability."

The monk touched his head and smiled.

"Boss, why are you still here? We don't want to communicate with the magician." Si Fuqing came over with a serious expression, "He knows how to cheat money."

Monk: "..."

Although it is true that he did this kind of thing, why is it so wrong for someone else to say this?

"What he said is quite good." Yu Xiheng supported his head, "It's not easy to survive outside."

Monk: "..."

Why hurt him so much?

"Boss, you said he is good, so he must be really good." Si Fuqing immediately changed his tune, "How do I pay?"

The monk quickly took out the QR code: "Both of you, Alipay or WeChat?"

Si Fuqing: "..."

She said, this is definitely a liar.

**

The next day.

Si Fuqing was summoned by Sang Yanqing's life-threatening serial calls early in the morning.

She was still bleary-eyed, and Sang Yanqing had already come in with her makeup artist and stylist.

"The editor-in-chief of today's magazine has a very high vision. She has studied at Glen for several years." Sang Yanqing poured a cup of coffee, "What you have to do is to make her insist on you."

Si Fuqing was drowsy: "It's enough for me to have a face."

Sang Yanqing: "..."

Can you stop being so narcissistic?

Forget it, I have the capital to be narcissistic.

"Sister Sang, Miss Si really doesn't need makeup on her face." The makeup artist also laughed, "She is naturally beautiful. I have never seen a celebrity with better skin than hers, but the makeup looks unnatural."

Sang Yanqing was very tired: "Then just apply some isolation and then put on makeup directly."

Turning around, I saw the stylist's sad face again.

Sang Yanqing stepped forward: "What's wrong? Is there a problem with the styling?"

"No." The stylist shook his head, "I feel like any style is suitable for Miss Si, so it's no problem. I have to think about it carefully."

Sang Yanqing felt even more tired.

After struggling all morning, Si Fuqing finally went out.

The stylist dyed her hair specially.

The dark red highlights and retro waves make the aura suddenly stronger.

"Very good, very good, that's what it looks like." Sang Yanqing was very satisfied, "The annual era ceremony is coming soon. When you appear on the stage, you will definitely be a red carpet killer."

The annual Era Ceremony is a very important ceremony for domestic entertainment. It is held every year in early December in Sijiucheng.

Si Fuqing seriously thought about the weather in Sijiu City at this time and raised his hand: "Sister Sang, do you mind if I wear a down jacket and hold a thermos?"

Sang Yanqing smiled and said kindly: "I mind, I mind very much."

She looked at the time: "Let's go have a meal first, our appointment is at four o'clock."

Si Fuqing: "We made an appointment at four o'clock and you asked me to get up at six o'clock?"

"It's early rather than late." Sang Yanqing said slowly, "Who knew you could do styling so quickly? I'll let you sleep more next time."

The salty light in Si Fuqing's eyes disappeared.

Being a female star is so tiring.

**

At this time, Lincheng.

Zuo Xianyu has returned to the office.

She pretended to be writing a project.

"Mr. Zuo." The deputy manager knocked on the door, "This is the project we wrote, please take a look at it."

Zuo Xianyu pretended to be calm: "Put it here."

After the deputy manager put down the project, he left.

Zuo Xianyu was about to open it when he received a call from Mrs. Zuo.

"Xian, Xianyu, something happened!" Mrs. Zuo's voice trembled, "Your dad...your dad was arrested by the Sijiu City Law Enforcement Team!"

Zuo Xianyu's expression changed: "Shouldn't it be Si Fuqing who was arrested?!"

The person in charge of Huangshan was Si Fuqing, so how come it was Zuo Tianfeng who was arrested?

"No...I don't know!" Mrs. Zuo panicked, "Xianyu, what should I do? Your father has been arrested, and there is not a single person left in our family...our family."

In just a few months, Zuo Tianfeng's family could be said to have been completely destroyed.

This is something no one would have thought of.

Zuo Xianyu's hands also trembled.

She has no business talent now. As long as she is discovered, she will definitely be kicked out of the Zuo Group.

If even Zuo Tianfeng fell, she and Mrs. Zuo would have no one to rely on.

"Mom, don't worry." Zuo Xianyu breathed out slowly, "Si Fuqing is a star, we will use public opinion to defeat her, I will go to Weibo, you contact acquaintances in Sijiucheng and ask what is going on

Let’s take care of the situation with money.”

She hung up the phone, immediately logged into Weibo, and circled Si Fuqing with a cold face.

[@ Zuo Xian YuV: @思富清V, please explain, why did you cause the construction site accident but put the blame on my father? How long have we raised you? Even if you fall out after getting angry, it won’t be

Pushing people to a desperate situation?】

Zuo Xianyu lost his business talent, and he no longer considered and thought about many things that much.

She didn't even check it, she just posted this on Weibo.

Any Weibo with Si Fuqing's name on it has a high number of views.

Netizens and fans came to hear the news.

【What's going on?】

[I’ve eaten too much, so I know I can’t join the team easily at the first time, so I’ll wait for Si Fuqing’s reply. 】

[You need my sister’s reply to spread rumors? Can any rubbish gain my sister’s popularity?]

[Zuo Xianyu’s words are still credible. She is a young business genius. You may not know it, but she is really powerful. There is really no need to be at odds with Si Fuqing. 】

[This...if this is true, Si Fuqing is really a bit supercilious.]

[However, the Zuo family has been quite unlucky recently. They are dead and disabled. Tsk, tsk, I am afraid they have committed some sin.]

After Lin Jihuan popularized the use of Chaohua, Nian Yian would open Chaohua every day, and sometimes help fight against gangsters.

After seeing this Weibo, he immediately rushed out of the bedroom: "Dad, Mom, something happened. The family who adopted Sister Qingqing said she is a white-eyed wolf."

Nian Tingchu frowned: "What?"

He hasn't even settled the matter with the Zuo family about abducting Si Fuqing.

The Zuo family actually had the nerve to jump out.

"Zhenmian, we can't let the Zuo family slander Qingqing." Nian Tingchu took a deep breath, "You register an account on Weibo and we will speak out!"

Even if Nian Hechuan has been dead for many years, his daughter is not someone who can be bullied by just a Zuo family.

Ye Zhenmian's expression was also very cold: "Okay, I'll speak up right now."

[@叶请明: I am Qingqing’s biological aunt. I just found her with her uncle not long ago and did a paternity test [picture]. The child was found and some accounts should be settled.

We hereby file a legal lawsuit against the Zuo family. You maliciously abducted and trafficked the young child, and even more maliciously made her live in the care of others, creating the illusion that she was an orphan. You also said that you are philanthropists doing charity.

Don’t you have children of your own? Or do you have some other conspiracy? @zuoXianyuV, please explain to the public why you want to abduct our children?!]

------Digression-----

It’s started~~

Asking for votes for my mighty uncle and aunt =3=See you in the afternoon


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