House Management Chapter 622: The Ominous Things (Ninth)

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The middle-aged woman sent Zhang Yu and Meng Xing'er out of the villa, then she took out her mobile phone and dialed her husband Hang Jiangong's number.

The call was quickly connected, and the husband's somewhat hoarse voice rang, "Hey, Xiaoyi, what's the matter?"

"I just came to a Wudangzhai layman from the Baimei Palace. He said that he can heal our son. There is no need to form a good faith. Come back and have a look." Zou Yi said.

"How many...how many knots are in the Baimei Palace?" Hang Jiangong asked.

"Say...you have 5% of Jixiang Group shares. That is an ominous thing. He wants this." Zou Yi said.

"What!" Upon hearing this, Hang Jiangong immediately said angrily: "Why didn't he grab it? These shares of mine are now worth billions and are still an ominous thing. How many such ominous things are there? How much do I want!"

"Then you...will you...my son..." Zou Yi said worriedly.

"No!" Hang Jiangong said bluntly: "I have invited Zhenren Lu from Yangchunguan from Zhenhai City. Zhenren Lu is used to treating intractable diseases and keeping medicines until the disease is cured! After a while, He will be there. Then I will go home with Zhenren Lu to treat my son."

"Well...but..." Zou Yi was still worried.

"But what?" Hang Jiangong asked.

"He asked me to prepare something...I am not going to prepare..." Zou Yi asked.

"No need!" Hang Jiangong said affirmatively.

Zhang Yu sat on Bentley and left the West Lake Villa area.

Zou Yi called her husband and Zhang Yu naturally didn't know.

Meng Xinger said as he drove, "Zhang Yu, you are really a lion."

"Are there?" Zhang Yu smiled.

"As far as I know, Jixiang Group is also a large enterprise with a market value of tens of billions. If you ask for 5% of the shares, this 1% is several hundred million, and 5% should not be at least two or three billion. With so much money, isn't it considered that a lion has opened his mouth." After Meng Xing'er finished speaking, he glanced at Zhang Yu.

Zhang Yu didn't go to see her, just said: "Then you said, will the Hang family give it to me?"

"How do you ask me this question?" Meng Xinger asked.

"Just ask." Zhang Yu said.

"The asking price is a bit tough, but the Hang family is just such a son, so it should be about the same. It's just..." Meng Xing'er frowned.

"Just what?" Zhang Yu asked curiously.

"It's just his business. It happened because of me. I will take you to treat him. In the end, you want 5% of the shares of the family. Seriously, I am a little uneasy." Meng Xing'er faintly Said.

"Actually, I came here this time just to find a way to get this share." Zhang Yu said.

"Why?" Meng Xinger was curious this time.

"I can't say it for now." Zhang Yu said.

"Forget it, if I want to check, I can find out." Meng Xinger said.

The two chatted casually, and soon came to Hangzhou Stadium. Brother Biao’s car followed and got out of the car one after another, which made Brother Biao envy again.

Brother Biao muttered in his heart, my brother, this is too cruel, you can meet the beauty of Xiangche everywhere, and one by one, why I am not killed.

The opponent of the match was also a weaker from the National A, Zhang Yu urged the magic vest, the Wudang Taoist football team naturally turned into an undead. There was no suspense in this match.

Seeing that Zhang Yu's team can run tirelessly, Meng Xinger curiously said: "How can your team members run so well and how do they train?"

"Metaphysics training." Zhang Yu bragged seriously.

"Metaphysics...is it so mysterious..." Meng Xing'er couldn't believe it.

"When I cure Hang Jiaqi's disease, you will know how mysterious the metaphysics is." Zhang Yu said deliberately.

"Okay, then I'll wait and see." Meng Xing'er smiled charmingly.

At the end of the first half of the game, the Taoist team was leading 4-1. This score, coupled with the physical fitness of the Taoist team, indicated that the entire game had ended in victory.

All the way, plus another half-time, Zhang Yu estimated that the time was almost there, and the things he wanted should be ready, why didn't the Hang family call himself.

I don’t have a phone number from Hang's house. He felt that it seemed a bit wrong to let Meng Xing'er call, so he said, "I'm going to Hang's house. How about you?"

Meng Xing'er smiled faintly, but was so charming, "So anxious."

"A little bit." Zhang Yu smiled.

"The call hasn't come yet, I don't think they will call anymore." Meng Xinger said.

"How are you sure?" Zhang Yu asked.

"The price you paid is obviously too high. Hang Jiangong did not agree to it, and it is reasonable. If it is good, he should have found another person to treat Hang Jiaqi. I think you still don’t want it. It's boring to ask yourself." Meng Xinger said lightly.

"You can see it too?" Zhang Yu smiled.

"How can I say, there was still some relationship with the Hang family before." Meng Xing'er also smiled.

"Then I will go even more." Zhang Yu said seriously.

"Look at what you mean, except for you, no one else can be cured." Meng Xing'er smiled.

"It can’t be said that it’s impossible to cure. After all, there are people outside the world, there are people outside the world...Because I don’t have full confidence myself, I want to observe it. In addition, if that person cures Hang Jiaqi, Your question, I have to think about it again." Zhang Yu said.

"Actually you should stay here." Meng Xinger said.

"Why?" Zhang Yu asked.

"Because of this, I can raise my own value. As for my problem, it's a big deal in the future who I will like, and him..." At the end, Meng Xing'er laughed self-deprecatingly.

"5% of the shares, my worth is already very high, I don't need to continue to carry it." Zhang Yu smiled.

"You are funny." Meng Xinger laughed.

"Why do you see it?" Zhang Yu asked.

"I can't tell you!" Meng Xing'er said, stood up, and said: "The winner is divided, let's go, no matter who cured Hang Jiaqi, I should also be grateful."

Usually women say that a man is funny, mostly not because the man is funny and humorous. It's interesting because she is curious about this man.

The room on the third floor in the Hangzhou Villa.

At this moment, there are seven Taoist priests standing in it, accompanied by Hang Jiangong and Zou Yi. Among the seven Taoist priests, one is older, wearing a white gossip fairy attire, with blue ribbons hanging on it. The other six are apricot robes.

The old Taoist priest is Lu Zhenren of Yang Chunguan, his expression is serious, as if he is facing an enemy.

Zou Yi looked at him and asked in a low voice: "How about Mr. Lu? Can it work?"

"Don't worry, since I am Yang Chunguan, it must be cured by the medicine." Lu Zhenren said, took out a brocade box from his arms, opened the brocade box, and inside was a golden pill.

"What is this?" Zou Yi asked curiously.

"This is the golden pill of Yangchun, coupled with my Qijue Formation of Yangchun View of Zhenwu, which can cure all diseases and bring back to life. Please go out for the time being and wait for a while." Lu Zhenren said solemnly.

"Good..." Zou Yi and her husband hurried out of the room.

Outside the room, there were nine monks, including the master Jixian who took the lead, all showing dissatisfaction. It was originally my own business, but now it's good. There are waves of people coming, but I won't let people get mixed up in the future.

Compared with Zhang Yu, Master Ji Xian thinks that the Taoist priests in the house hate people even more. When they first met, their arrogant look and the tone of voice almost made the monks die.

Master Ji Xian said silently in his heart: "Amitabha Buddha, can't be cured, can't be cured..."