Chapter 167 Yang Hong Comes to the Door (2)

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Yang Zimei, who was in the room, just heard the truth, so she opened the door and looked at Yang Bo and said, "Grandpa, are you so eager to send me out to be a granddaughter to someone else?"

Seeing her angry expression, Yang Bai felt a little flustered.

He knew best that the reason why he was able to enter the club for the elderly like those rich and powerful old men was because of Yang Zimei.

In the final analysis, she is the real backbone of the family. Without her, there would be no whereabouts of the family life.

"Cough, Niuniu, that's not what Grandpa meant, but that Grandpa just wants one more person to love you." Yang Bai said embarrassedly.

"Grandpa, I have you who love me, that's enough, the others are just weasels paying New Year's greetings to the rooster. They are uneasy and kind." Yang Zimei said to Yang Hong unhappily, "Yang Hong, please leave my house, my house is simple and can't accommodate you. This noble Buddha."

When Yang Hong saw her turn over, he knew that it was useless to play the warmth card, so he hurriedly changed his face as a businessman, "Niuniu, since you don't want to recognize me as a godfather, it's okay, now I just ask you to help my family and see what's wrong with my family. It's out there, and it's still the price I said before, three...thousand...millions of hexagrams."

He deliberately said 30 million so hard that everyone in the room could hear it.

He believed that a poor family like Yang Bo would definitely force Yang Zimei to help him check Feng Shui after hearing the 30 million hexagrams.

He didn't know that in this world, you can rely on power and money to force a good person to become a prostitute, but you shouldn't force a physicist to help you see feng shui or something.

Yang Zimei naturally understood what he meant and frowned.

Yang Qing was also taken aback by the 30 million yuan, but he always opposed his daughter's use of Feng Shui to make money.

So, he hurriedly said: "I'm sorry, my Niuniu won't help you to see Feng Shui for money, you should find someone else, 30 million, we can't afford it."

"What can't you afford? If he can afford it, we can afford it." Yang Bai was shocked by Yang Hong's claim of 30 million, but he has been in and out of the seniors club these two days. When I usually hear those old men talking about their children's business, they are all millions and tens of millions. Therefore, he is also extremely eager for his family to be rich and show off.

"Dad, we don't want this money." Huang Xiuli hurriedly said, "Niuniu is not a real god, she can't help anyone, Fourth Uncle, you should find someone else."

"I believe Niuniu can do it."

Today, Yang Hong witnessed Yang Zimei rescue a dying child, and she was also the direct disciple of the old Taoist priest on the mountain. He began to determine that she must have something special, otherwise there would not be so many people with heads and faces. find her.

She blamed herself for not knowing Taishan before, but she was blinded by her age and appearance, thinking that she was young and ignorant, and that she was lying.

"Niuniu—" Yang Hong looked at Yang Zimei and called.

"I'm sorry, only my family can call me Niuniu, please call me Yang Zimei." Yang Zimei said coldly.

Yang Hong was choked again, forced a smile and said, "Okay, then I'll call you Zimei, Zimei, can you help me for the sake of my fellow villagers?"

"Are you really insisting on asking me to help you?" Yang Zimei understood that if she pushed again, this Yang Hong would come to harass her family endlessly, why didn't she pretend to agree?

As for helping or not, who knows?