Chapter 633: So Infuriating!

Every time they go out to have fun together, Ouyang Moli always looks at Tang Mi with newfound respect.

She doesn't understand why Tang Mi, despite being so small, has such great potential.

It's like the storage space in an online novel.

Is it that food that goes into the belly just becomes a smaller amount?

Otherwise, the stomach would burst, right?

Tang Mi tells her that if she were born in ancient times, she'd definitely become a prime minister.

Because a prime minister's belly can hold a boat!

The night is already deep.

After happily playing together on the beach, they returned to the house.

Checking the time, it's already 11:30 PM.

In the past, at this hour, they'd have fallen asleep long ago.

"Darling, what do you think are Tang Mi's strengths?"

Ouyang Moli, holding Lin Feng, asks.

Lin Feng is looking at a report.

The company's operating condition is in Ouyang Moli's hand.

The German wine estate, Baosheli Estate, and a port are all under the company's name,

In addition, the company has also set up power, chemical, machinery and other industries across Europe.

Together, these industries are worth five hundred billion dollars.

Big Head, however, is the oil field in Africa.

Of course, it hasn't been extracted yet.

But this year, everything is almost ready, and it should be announced to the world.

That oil field is worth five hundred billion dollars, equivalent to more than ten thousand tons of gold.

Speaking of it, the company's assets are the most valuable company in Lin Feng's hands.

Of course, the trouble that follows is also greater.

Once the extraction is announced, Lao Mi will definitely want a piece of the pie.

Will we fight then, or not?

"What?"

Hearing Ouyang Moli's voice, Lin Feng snaps back to attention and asks.

To Lin Feng, Ouyang Moli no longer smells bad.

She smells fragrant.

Originally, Lin Feng had a prejudice against Ouyang Moli, and secondly, Ouyang Moli once took a scripture from Han Xiang.

Ouyang Moli pouts, putting on a dissatisfied expression.

Fortunately, Lin Feng's memory is astonishing, and the words Ouyang Moli just said flash in his mind.

He smiles and replies, "Tang Mi is lively and cute."

Ouyang Moli says, "That's not what I asked."

"Uh— she keeps her mouth tight..." Lin Feng says.

Ouyang Moli is shaken.

There's nothing that can be done; that's just her personality.

Some are born with a large build, some with a small one.

But everyone has their own strengths.

"It's getting late, let's go to sleep!"

Lin Feng yawns, feeling a wave of fatigue.

Before coming, he had just accompanied Zhang Shangmei, Shen Youzhen, and Liu Jiangyue (Zhang Yao) to wander the Wenhua Street Ren Temple Cave.

So tired!

At the same moment.

Yanjing.

Kong Ming the elder is also yawning.

As people age, their energy wanes.

In the middle of the night, being woken up makes his eyelids feel like they can barely stay open.

"Master..."

Qian Shihao, with a smiling face, looks at Kong Ming and says.

"Boss Qian, just say whatever you have to say!"

Kong Ming the elder is very disdainful toward Qian Shihao.

This guy is rich, but dim‑witted, mixing with that ancient master.

He probably got screwed by the ancient master, so he came looking for him.

For people like that, Kong Ming never wants to do business with them.

Moreover, it's the middle of the night.

At this hour, the yin energy in the world is at its peak; speaking of private matters could easily attract a bunch of nosy onlookers, right?

Fortunately, their courtyard is covered with talismans.

Qian Shihao sighs, furrows his brows, and says, "Master, please save me! I really have no way out..."

Qian Shihao recounted the recent happenings at his home to Kong Ming.

The eldest son at home died, the second son was pushed down the stairs by Lao Liu and got injured, and now lies in the hospital.

Lao San and Lao Si made plans to go to sea together, but now they've lost contact…

Old Five drove under the influence of Alcohol, claimed he hit someone—no, it should be a ghost—and after returning he stayed locked in the house, too scared to go out.

The lights in the house stay on 24 hours a day.

Qian Shihao came over in the middle of the night; besides the household's unrest, he also had just had a nightmare.

In the dream, his grandfather ate his father…!

It was truly terrifying.

To fight over a widow, why go to such lengths!

Qian Shihao burned many paper effigies for it, but it was useless.

"You give me your birth eight characters."

Kong Ming examined Qian Shihao's face, then frowned and said.

Qian Shihao had long prepared, took out a slip of paper with his birth time written on it, and handed it to Kong Ming.

Daoist priest Kong Ming looked at it, then counted on his fingers.

Then, he fell silent, half‑closed his eyes, and lifted his head slightly.

Seeing this, Qian Shihao understood.

He immediately pulled a check from his pocket, placed it on the table, pushed it in front of Kong Ming, and said with a smile, "Ten million, a token of respect."

"Amitabha!"

Kong Ming raised his hand, and the check vanished.

Then calmly said, "Boss Qian, there's something wrong with your ancestral tomb! Has recent misfortune broken its feng‑shui?"

"No… nothing!"

Qian Shihao said nervously.

Kong Ming frowned, "What I say is true; this is a sign of a broken lineage! It's not too late to change the feng‑shui now; if you wait another half‑year, you probably won't make it to the end of the year."

"How—how could this be!?"

Qian Shihao said in disbelief.

Kong Ming shook his head, "Boss Qian, your heart is insincere. If you want my help, you keep covering it up. You'd better go find Master Gu!"

"Master Gu… is dead."

Qian Shihao sighed.

Kong Ming was stunned for a moment, then stood up and said seriously to Qian Shihao, "Boss Qian, wait a moment; I'll be right back."

After speaking, Kong Ming went to the next room.

A short while later, the boss heard a strange, bewitching singing.

Curious, he leaned to the door and saw Daoist Kong Ming dancing wildly; that movement, that demeanor was too ridiculous.

Compared with Master Gu, this Kong Ming hardly seemed like a great master.

He was clearly just a goofball!

Ah la cha cha la li de a di di la ba li geng li beng li wang bo ma la li baba bu li bu li bu li li li…