My God of Wealth is a Short-lived Ghost

Feng Ming's cheeks flushed upon hearing this, and he smiled awkwardly, "Haha, is that so? That... I... I know why my sister brought you here. As long as you don't mind that I'm older than you, I..." At this point, Feng Ming put his hands on his knees awkwardly, "I've never had a girlfriend, and I'm not that thoughtful, so I may not... think about everything so carefully." Feng Ming quickly added, "But I can learn, and if I make mistakes, I can change them. Don't worry, I will definitely change them!"

Su Yahui turned her head to look at Wan Sutong, patted the back of Wan Sutong's hand with great satisfaction, and whispered in Wan Sutong's ear, "Tongtong, thanks to you, otherwise with your brother's temper, I'm afraid he would have to be single for the rest of his life."

Wan Sutong stuck out her tongue and whispered in Su Yahui's ear, "I forgot to tell you, my bestie is 1.8 meters tall, you don't mind, do you?"

Su Yahui couldn't help but exclaimed in shock after hearing this, "1.8 meters!" As soon as she finished speaking, Su Yahui immediately realized that she had spoken her mind. She quickly covered her mouth and shook her head

Seeing this, Ye Mianwan's eyes flashed with inferiority. Su Yahui saw this and quickly comforted her, "Auntie didn't mean to laugh at or belittle you. I'm just a little shocked. 1.8 meters tall is good. Only then can you intimidate my Feng Ming!" Ye Mianwan felt warm in her heart after hearing this and nodded repeatedly.

However, Feng Ming felt inferior when he heard that Ye Mianwan was 1.8 meters tall. "I'm only 1.9 meters tall... do you... do you mind?"

Ye Mianwan looked at Feng Ming with some confusion, "You are 1.9 meters tall, which is already very tall, why do you feel inferior when facing me?"

Feng Ming lowered his head and sighed when he heard this. "Because I heard from the girls in the company that they all like boys who are 15 to 20 centimeters taller than themselves. I... obviously don't meet the standard."

After hearing this, Ye Mianwan suddenly understood something and laughed heartily, "I'm already 1.8 meters tall, so it's impossible for me to find someone according to this standard. Besides, there are very few people who are 1.9 meters tall, let alone those who are taller than 1.9 meters tall."

Feng Ming lowered his eyes when he heard this. "The former vice president of my company was taller than me. When I first met him, I thought he was 1.95 meters tall, but when I asked, he was only 1.93 meters tall. Oh, his aura is so strong." Feng Ming gradually changed the topic and turned to talk about the modern Zhao Jinghua. "I saw that since he had invested, I gave him the position of executive president. On the day he took office, everyone in the company was afraid of him. I asked again and found out that he started from scratch and had a listed company, which is now managed by the elders in his family. He is also interested in the entertainment industry. Later, it really opened my eyes. That day, a boss in his forties came to my company with a son who is the same age as me. When I asked, it turned out to be the vice president of his group. He said to ask him if his son can work in the group's branch. When he comes out, guess what his name is!" At this point, Feng Ming patted the palm of his right hand with the back of his left hand facing up, and looked at the three people with a hard word, "You can't guess!"

At this time, 0533 tentatively said, "It can't be a grandson!"

Feng Ming slapped his thigh and shook his head. "Oh my god, I guessed it wrong. When people see him, they call him uncle! His son calls him great uncle. I went there and was stunned. The key point is that his son was my roommate in college. My roommate said at the time that he had a great uncle who was one year younger than him, but I didn't believe it!"

Su Yahui exclaimed in disbelief after hearing this, "He is only one year younger than you. How could he have a group? And an uncle?"

Feng Ming grinned when he heard this. "That was run by his father. You have no idea how outrageous it is. His father, damn it, it's not an exaggeration to call him a remnant of the Qing Dynasty. He had a son at the age of 87. His mother was the old man's fourth wife, but I heard that the old man had 18 concubines before the founding of the People's Republic of China. I don't know how many sisters he had before, but it was quite a few. The old man died on his 90th birthday. Because he called him dad, and he and the old man had the same birthday, the old man got excited and had high blood pressure and died of cerebral hemorrhage."

Ye Mianwan's pupils shrank when he heard this. "Then his father was born during the Guangxu period of the Qing Dynasty. Oh my God!"

Feng Ming hummed and nodded frantically, "Isn't it?"

Su Yahui's thoughts were different from those of young people: "How much money do I have to pay for having more children than allowed?"

Feng Ming tried to recall for a while and then shook his head. "We don't know. He really didn't mention it. It must be a lot."

Wan Sutong asked in confusion, "Who is that person? Could it be the Zhao Jinghua you mentioned?"

Feng Ming clapped his hands excitedly, "Yes, it's him!" After a moment, Feng Ming chuckled, "We've gone off topic! We've started talking about gossip."

At the same time, Zhao Jinghong sat on the couch with a frown on his face, and the words of the so-called Eunuch Chen kept ringing in his ears: "Your Majesty intended to take you back to Zhao State, but was stopped by Prince Lin in the name of being the son of the deposed queen."

"Zhao State has lost His Highness, and the court officials have all turned to King Lin. Your Majesty has no choice but to let me come to visit you in secret. His Highness the Crown Prince is already planning how to get rid of King Lin. Once King Lin dies, you can go back."

A cold light flashed in Zhao Jinghong's eyes at this moment. "Someone come here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the thirteen secret guards jumped down from the beams and knelt on the ground in unison.

"master"

Zhao Jinghong sneered and then narrowed his eyes and spoke slowly, "You have all heard what Eunuch Chen said today. From today on! Hunt down Zhao Jinyao! Until he dies!"

Upon hearing this, the secret guards lowered their heads and said "Yes!" in a crisp voice. Then the thirteen secret guards left Zhao Jinghong's courtyard.

At the same time, the sun was setting, and Zhao Jinghua disappeared under a big locust tree. He held a purse in his left hand, and kept creating plum blossoms with his right hand to put into the purse. Soon, the purse was filled with plum blossoms. Zhao Jinghua sighed and tightened the purse, then looked up at the red sky quietly.

At some point, a palace maid walked up to the big locust tree and stood just to the right of Zhao Jinghua. She held a small shovel in her hand and kept digging the land in front of her. Zhao Jinghua showed no interest in this and chose to walk away.

But the next moment, the maid whispered, "Are you a fairy? Can you help me?"

Zhao Jinghua heard this and realized that the maid might have seen his soul. He frowned and turned to look at the maid. He spoke in a cold voice, "I am a ghost, not a deity."

Seeing Zhao Jinghua's unhappy expression, the maid knelt down immediately and said in a weak and helpless tone, "I have been able to see things that ordinary people cannot see since I was a child. I did not mean to disturb your peace. I hope you will not blame me. It's just that I buried silver here, and now my mother is sick and has to dig it out." After saying that, she looked up at Zhao Jinghua with tears falling down her face. Her fair and slender neck was raised hard. Her petite face coupled with this weak and innocent look made her think that no man could resist such temptation.