My ex-girlfriend thought I was poor, so I made 100 million by betting on stones.

Zhao Zhuwei was a little strange, so she leaned over and said, "Xiaoyue, when did you learn to read calligraphy and painting?"

"No, I was just wondering what kind of antique this painting is and why I can't understand it."

Chen Jiyue had a puzzled expression.

Zhao Zhuwei was a little helpless and said: "There is no such thing as an antique. Isn't this just an ordinary painting?"

"No, Yang Feng is very powerful now. I heard my dad say that he is now a leader in the antique world. The ancient paintings hanging in your house must also be very valuable."

Chen Jiyue had a determined expression on her face and muttered: "Could it be some ancient calligraphy and painting from the Ming Dynasty? It looks a little bit similar."

"Although what you said is very mysterious, I can be sure that I bought this painting from a store half a month ago for 1,800 yuan..."

Zhao Zhuwei was speechless.

Chen Jiyue was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and said with a smile: "Sister Wei, you bought this, it's probably not an ancient painting."

"Nonsense, when did you, girl, learn to look at people's orders?"

Zhao Zhuwei said angrily.

Chen Jiyue scratched his head and said, "Don't you think the things in your house must be extraordinary?"

"Okay, okay, I just happen to be bored at home alone. Let's go out to play later, right?"

"Isn't Yang Feng still at home?"

"Ignore him, he won't tell you when to get up."

Zhao Zhuwei's expression of contempt.

Chen Jiyue's expression was a bit awkward, as if she had something to hide.

Zhao Zhuwei was a little strange and said, "What's wrong with you?"

"Sister Wei, does Yang Feng go out a lot recently?"

Chen Jiyue blinked.

Zhao Zhuwei was a little strange and said, "Why do you suddenly ask about this?"

"nothing."

Chen Jiyue scratched his head again, seeming to have some unspeakable secrets.

Zhao Zhuwei guessed it right away and said, "What's wrong with you? What did Uncle Chen tell you?"

"Well, my dad asked me to ask if Yang Feng... has been in frequent contact with some people recently."

Chen Jiyue said in a low voice: "I don't know who he is talking about, but it seems that things are a bit troublesome."

"Is it something illegal?"

Zhao Zhuwei was shocked.

After all, Chen Qiping is the director of the China Security Bureau.

He is responsible for China's security affairs.

If he said this, it would only prove that Yang Feng was probably guilty of something and violated domestic laws.

It may even endanger safety.

"I don't know either. He just asked me to come over and explain this sentence, but..."

Chen Jiyue was a little afraid to tell Yang Feng directly.

Zhao Zhuwei became unhappy when she heard this, and said, "Uncle Chen, it's true. If something really happened, he could just say no to Yang Feng himself, but he still insists on making it difficult for you to come over."

"My dad said it seemed too serious if he said it in person, so he asked me to give Yang Feng a warning."

Chen Jiyue scratched his head.

In fact, what Chen Qiping said was what happened today.

Yang Feng had people use intelligence to bring down He Gangkai and his father's company, but there were many people involved behind the scenes.

And it all stems from Yang Feng's whim.

Such huge energy made Chen Qiping feel some political risks.

Apart from anything else, although He Gangkai's family was in a very bad situation, Yang Feng used such a simple and crude method to use the media and the police to catch them off guard, which was a little too fast.

In any case, the company has so many employees and jobs, which will cause some social unrest.

That's why Chen Qiping asked his daughter to come over and talk to her a little bit through the relationship between friends.

Because if Chen Qiping came to Yang Feng in person, it would be an official interview.

Zhao Zhuwei didn't know everything behind this, she just thought it was weird.

It seems that Chen Qiping didn't come in person, which means there is still room for trouble, but he doesn't know what it is.

"I understand, I will convey it to you later."

Zhao Zhuwei finally answered cheerfully.

Chen Jiyue then smiled and said: "Better hello, Sister Wei."

"By the way, are you graduating soon?"

"Yes, I have completed my studies ahead of schedule and am ready to graduate, but my dad asked me to continue studying for a master's degree. We have a guaranteed postgraduate quota."

Chen Jiyue said, and then added: "But because of my father, I can't keep my graduate degree."

"Uncle Chen, too. Your grades can obviously guarantee you a postgraduate degree."

"He is afraid that others will gossip. After all, if I were Baoyan, someone would always poke his spine."

Chen Jiyue was very sensible and did not complain too much about her father.

The relationship between the two has always been very good, and there is nothing they can't say.

Zhao Zhuwei didn't want to pay attention to this, and just said: "No matter, a new store has opened next door, I will take you to eat!"

"Okay! Then I'm going to your flower shop to buy flowers."

Chen Jiyue chuckled.

After the two of them went out, Yang Feng quietly took a rest.

By the time he got up, it was already past twelve noon.

Recently, he seems to have realized the true meaning of life.

Occasionally, when I lie down at home like this, life seems to have become better.

However, Yang Feng was still a little uncomfortable with the sudden absence of anyone at home.

"Life is as lonely as snow again."

Yang Feng suddenly expressed his previous emotion again.

But not long after he opened the door, he heard footsteps coming from the door.

Yang Feng thought it was Lin Xue or Zhao Zhuwei coming back. When he turned around in anticipation, he saw Murong Wan's familiar smile.

Yang Feng's expression suddenly changed from expectant to depressed.

"You don't seem happy to see me."

Murong Wan joked.

Yang Feng rolled his eyes and said, "Sister, don't you enter someone else's house without ringing the doorbell?"

"I see the door is open."

"Zhao Zhuwei and the others must have forgotten to lock the door when they went out."

Yang Feng's helpless expression.

It wasn't that he thought there was something wrong with Murong Wan, he just felt that she would definitely come to him with problems.

"Is something wrong again?"

Yang Feng asked tentatively.

Murong Wan snapped her fingers and said with a smile, "That's really smart."

"I don't plan to go out today. If you have something to say, it's best to finish it here. Then I plan to go back and catch up on my sleep in the afternoon."

Yang Feng first gave an ultimatum to prevent Murong Wan from trying to make him stronger.

Murong Wan smiled and said, "Well, since you are so busy, I won't care about your little brother's affairs."

"Huh?! My little brother?"

Yang Feng was immediately alert and suspicious: "You are talking about that kid Liu Yi, right?"

"Don't he always like to call you boss?"

Murong Wan asked with a smile.

Yang Feng covered his head and said, "What did he do again?"

"Do you know that he has a fiancée?"

"I know, but it's complicated."

"Then do you know the identity of his fiancée?"

"What other identity could there be? He seemed to be a rich man in the countryside before. Grandpa was a collector, right?"

"Her grandpa is no ordinary collector."

Murong Wan's words made Yang Feng realize that something was wrong.