Chapter 83 [028] Clap Hands without Planting Ghosts in Front of the Door (2)

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Although Yang Zimei was Xia Mo's classmate and she was young, Xia Guohui didn't need to greet her in person, but he still made tea for her enthusiastically, and asked her where her family lived and what her parents did.

She also made no secret that she came from the countryside, her father was just a primary school teacher, and her mother was unemployed.

Xia Guohui, whose net worth is about to exceed 100 million yuan, heard that she came from an ordinary family, there was no disdain on his face, and his attitude was still friendly and polite, and he said that there was a vacancy in his company's mail room, and he could recruit Yang's mother, although the salary was not high. , but leisurely.

As for him being sincere and treating others equally, Yang Zimei didn't want him to suffer all kinds of setbacks because of that poplar tree, and even his husband and wife would be separated.

"Uncle Xia, I don't know if you believe in Feng Shui?" she asked, looking at him. She found that the Xia family is different from Yang Dejie's family. All the decorations and furnishings do not pay attention to the feng shui pattern. The problem was the newly transplanted poplar.

"Hehe, why did classmate Yang ask such a question? Regarding Feng Shui, I always think that if you believe it, you have it, and if you don't believe it, you don't have it. I usually don't pay much attention to it, and I still live a good life." Xia Guohui said with a smile, "Could it be that classmate Yang is very concerned about feng shui. Interested? That's a broad and profound thing."

"I'm a little interested. I have learned Feng Shui for more than ten years from an old Taoist master, and I have found some ways." Yang Zimei said frankly.

"Hehe, I really can't tell, then, classmate Yang, what do you think of my feng shui here?" Xia Guohui asked perfunctorily.

"Uncle Xia, let's put this aside for now. Have you been in a bad situation recently? You just lost a million-dollar business?" Yang Zimei was too lazy to go around in circles, so she asked straight to the point.

"Oh? How did you know this? Could it be that girl Xia Mo said it? No, I've never told Xia Mo." Xia Guohui asked in confusion.

"Dad, has your business been going bad recently?" Xia Mo asked worriedly.

Xia Guohui nodded slightly, "Yes."

"Dad, it's alright, it will get better soon." Xia Mo sat next to Xia Guohui and comforted.

Xia Guohui patted the back of her hand to express comfort, then looked at Yang Zimei curiously and asked, "Student Yang, how did you find out about me?"

"Uncle Xia, your face is dim, your face is full of black clouds, and your eyes are dark. This shows that your fortune has been very poor recently. You are blocked everywhere, and even your husband and wife turn their backs."

"Yang Zimei, how can you say that? My parents are in a good relationship, how could they turn their backs? Really, I find you are so weird, why do you look like a magic stick?" Xia Mo called out.

The expression on Xia Guohui's face was stagnant. Although his wife's recent behavior seemed no different to outsiders, he knew it best as a husband and wife for 20 years.

The husband and wife have been in love for 20 years. The two have survived the poorest together. The husband and wife have created the current career together. He cherishes and loves her very much, so he refuses to admit this idea from the bottom of his heart, feeling that he is sensitive and suspicious.

Now, when Yang Zimei said this, his heart became very uneasy again, and he found that her dark eyes seemed to be able to see through everything.

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