Chapter 640: The Truth Has Been Exposed

Back on Jasmine Island, Qi Yao locked herself in the Laboratory.

No one was allowed to enter, except Lin Feng, because Lin Feng had long become immune to all poisons.

Earlier they were still worried that what they had done was too big, that it would change the world situation.

But now it seems that worry was unnecessary.

The fleet patrolling around Jasmine Island, as seen in satellite‑monitored photos, returned the next day.

As for the Mediterranean, a news article only appeared online on June 7.

The American fleet in the Mediterranean encountered a problem during night training.

After that, there was no further news.

Like a petty life, the Americans, after taking a loss, chose to conceal the truth.

"Incredible things happen every day worldwide, yet almost all information is blocked, and ordinary people know very little!"

Lin Feng couldn't help but sigh.

This matter is temporarily put to rest.

The company's Big Oil Field project in Feizhou got underway normally.

There was also no one going to harass it.

Next, the company will sign a procurement agreement with Qingfeng Energy, which Liang Shishi holds.

Qingfeng Energy will purchase crude oil and natural gas from the company at the contractually agreed price.

No less than 20 million tons of crude oil and 20 billion cubic meters of natural gas per year.

Just by shipping them back for domestic sale, the company can earn $10 billion a year.

As for Qingfeng Energy, after reselling to domestic giant firms at market price, and after deducting shipping and other costs, there is at least a ten‑percent profit.

As for the oil transport, it is, of course, entrusted to their own people; Yun Luan actually controls a shipping company!

Ouyang Moli was no longer so leisurely; on the 6th she left Jasmine Island and began running around the world. jj. br>

The biggest buyers of the oil field are still those Guo Jias in Europe.

The Americans' covert actions were ineffective; openly they also began negotiations, or one could say it was a kind of deception and probing.

Lin Feng simply didn't believe they would give up.

A 1‑billion‑ton Big Oil Field obviously cannot be fully extracted.

But even at only forty percent extraction, it would still supply a great nation for a year.

Evening of the 7th.

The three Bei sisters were sent back to Yanjing by Lin Feng.

These three rascals have been running wild on the island these days; if they don't curb themselves, they won't need to go to school.

Bei HuaRong, Bei LuHua and Bei YuYao—Lin Feng never intended them to do anything from the start.

All they need to do in this life is have fun.

They are also very self‑aware, studying only arts, dance and the like.

It keeps their figures, cultivates their temperament, and gives them a charm comparable to their beautiful faces.

"Brother Lin Feng, are we three useless?"

After returning to the Sihe Courtyard and having dinner, Bei HuaRong suddenly asked.

"Who said that? I'll beat her!"

Lin Feng gritted his teeth and said.

Although he agreed internally with Bei Yiren's judgment of them, he couldn't speak the truth at that moment.

"Your Majesty!"

Bei YuYao said cautiously.

"Will you beat her?"

Bei HuaRong asked.

Lin Feng's gaze was firm as he said, "Don't worry! I'll whip her and avenge you!"

"Forget it!"

Bei HuaRong waved her hand and said, "Your Majesty is still very good."

The 7th passed just like that.

That night Lin Feng rested alone.

It was unavoidable; his energy had been drained these past few days.

Even a machine needs a few days of rest after running for a long time!

Morning of the 8th.

Lin Feng was awakened by a chorus of chattering sounds.

He looked at the time; it was only seven in the morning.

Speaking were Qian Miaomiao and the three Bei sisters.

Bei HuaRong discovered a portrait in the studio; without Your Majesty, that is, Bei Yiren, she raised an objection.

Curious, Qian Miaomiao inquired and finally understood the complicated relationship among the three sisters, Bei Yiren, and Boss Lin.

"Um~ let me ask, when you usually meet Prince, do you call him dad or older brother?"

Qian Miaomiao really wanted to get to the bottom of this.

Bei HuaRong shook her head and said, "We call both!"

"Yes, yes!"

Bei LuHua nodded.

Bei YuYao explained, "Usually you call me brother, only at special times you call me father; you understand."

Qian Miaomiao hadn't figured it out yet, when Bei HuaRong let out a loud "Ya!" and shouted, "Hurry, we're going to be late!"

The holiday ended yesterday, and today is Monday again.

If I don't go back to class, I'll definitely fail by the end of the month, and then I'll be too embarrassed to return to Xiangjiang for the summer break.

"Hey— I still haven't figured it out!"

Qian Miaomiao shouted.

But the three Bei sisters had already run off.

Three red sports cars roared as they sped out of Sihe Courtyard.

"Hm!"

Qian Miaomiao stamped her foot.

Looks like we still have to make a trip to Xiangjiang.

Lin Feng stretched lazily, walked into the Yuan Zi, and, seeing the huffing Qian Miaomiao, asked with a smile, "What's the matter so early in the morning?"

Qian Miaomiao instantly put on a smile, leapt into Lin Feng's arms, and said, "Prince brother, I haven't seen you for a week, I miss you so much!"

"What's wrong with the family affairs?" Lin Feng asked.

The Qian family has had a lot of incidents lately.

Like being targeted by the god of misfortune.

Old One and his daughter‑in‑law fought, fell from a building, and died.

Old Two was beaten by Qian Miaomiao into the hospital and is still lying there.

Lao San and Old Four went out to sea for fun, and the yacht capsized.

The family had five sons and a daughter; now only two sons and one daughter remain.

It's truly tragic!

I don't know if Boss Qian can stand it.

Speaking of the family matters, Qian Miaomiao said gloomily, "Dad has been muttering that the ancestors are gone; the Qian family is finished…"

"Give me more details."

Lin Feng led Qian Miaomiao to sit in the pavilion in the courtyard.

Qian Miaomiao said, "My ears are sharp; I eavesdropped on Dad and his assistant. Dad said our Qian family's ancestral tomb has a problem, and that ancient master is to blame…"

After Qian Miaomiao finished speaking, Lin Feng frowned.

Hearing "the tomb that cuts off descendants," he knew something was wrong.

This wasn't the first time Lin Feng had heard such wording.

That dead ancient master, as well as Daoist Kong Ming, Qian Shihao…

Linking these people's relationships, Lin Feng had basically uncovered the truth.

If Qian Miaomiao weren't here, Lin Feng would have wanted to curse his mother.

That Qian Shihao really isn't anything; he actually dug up his parents' tomb.

"Is your dad at home?" Lin Feng asked.

Qian Miaomiao nodded.

"Let's go together and see him!" Lin Feng said.

A grateful expression appeared on Qian Miaomiao's face.

She knew this was Prince brother caring for her.

Lin Feng hadn't even had breakfast, but he took Qian Miaomiao out.

He drove the Knight Fifteenth onto the main road before he realized.

His stomach rumbled, and the first person he thought of was Qi Yao.

Qi Yao was in charge of this week's breakfast and late‑night snacks.

He returned suddenly, yet didn't realize the issue.

Seeing Qian Shihao, the famished Lin Feng grew even angrier.

Qian Shihao, upon Lin Feng's arrival, looked flattered and startled.

"Miaomiao, I have something important to tell your dad; please step aside!" Lin Feng said.

"Alright!"

Qian Miaomiao turned and left, closing the door behind her.

Qian Shihao was stunned; Qian Miaomiao wasn't usually this obedient in front of him.

This little cotton jacket is torn so pitifully!

When Qian Miaomiao left, Lin Feng stepped forward and grabbed Qian Shihao, "You, surnamed Qian, you dug up my parents' tomb!"

When Qian Miaomiao left, Lin Feng stepped forward and grabbed Qian Shihao, "You, Qian, you dug up my parents' graves!"

But to Qian Shihao's ears, it sounded like a bomb blast.

The matter has been exposed!

Qian Shihao was already on the brink of collapse; now he was completely disoriented.

Lin Feng released his grip, fearing the guy might die on the spot.

Qian Shihao fell to sit on the ground, taking a long time to catch his breath.

"I'm sorry! It's my fault."

Qian Shihao murmured.

Qian Shihao murmured.

When apologizing, tears fell.

Lin Feng sat down on the sofa and said, "Boss Qian, you're too superstitious."

Qian Shihao recovered his composure, shook his head and said, "You don't understand me. My achievements are all luck."

Back when I first invested, I made decisions by Grabbing Lottery.

Like during the internet bubble, everyone poured money in, but I pulled out.

I also used to trade stocks; whether they rose or fell, I'd shake a dice cup, and whatever it landed on I'd buy, whatever it landed on I'd sell.

In all these years, mistakes have been rare. If you had such experiences, would you believe in feng shui?

"Uh~"

Lin Feng was stunned.

The guy in front of him had built his fortune that way!

"Why don't you go play cards?"

Lin Feng teased.

Qian Shihao replied, "Of course I'd play cards. That time on the ship I ran into you three times, and each time I avoided you… Luck aside, you, Boss Lin, are the best!"

Lin Feng finally understood why Qian Shihao was so superstitious.

If he had the same experiences, it would probably be the same.

"Are my parents okay?"

Lin Feng asked.

Qian Shihao said, "They're fine, just lying peacefully in coffins."

"Tell me, how do we resolve this?"

Lin Feng asked coldly.

Qian Shihao said, "It's my fault. If you want my life, go ahead and take it."

"Don't!"

Qian Miaomiao's voice sounded from outside the door.

Then the door was pushed open.

Qian Miaomiao, eyes reddened, rushed in.

Only then did Lin Feng recall that Qian Miaomiao's ears were also sharp!

"Prince, my dad was wrong, but can you spare him?"

After saying that, Qian Miaomiao lowered her head.

Lin Feng let out a sigh, "For Miaomiao's sake, let's call it off."

Having said that, Lin Feng stood up and left.

It wasn't the first time Lin Feng had encountered something like this.

In the past, Yang Yu often opposed him, but because of Yang Caiwei, he never dealt with Yang Yu, letting him mess around.

Of course, he also set a trap for Yang Yu…

Now it's the same situation again.

Seeing how miserable Qian Shihao is now, Lin Feng hesitated to act.

Of course, it's mostly because of Qian Miaomiao.

"Does that place really have that much evil?"

Remembering that Qian Shihao lost three sons, Lin Feng couldn't help but doubt.

After leaving the Qian family's Da Men, Lin Feng got into a car, picked up his phone and dialed Qi Yao.

"You didn't have breakfast, did you?"

After the call connected, Lin Feng hadn't spoken yet when Qi Yao's voice sounded.

"Gugu gugu gugu…"

Lin Feng was about to say he'd had breakfast, but his stomach grumbled loudly.