The spring sunshine shines through the windows into the large tea room.

Feng Yi looked at the pile of paper in front of him, his face tensed, sweat dripping down his forehead.

An hour ago, he was a miserable young man in trouble due to his partner's betrayal and huge debts.

And now...

Feng Yi glanced at the old man across the table. From his clothes to his hair, he was meticulous. He looked like an old gentleman, with a smile. Even the curve of the corner of his mouth seemed to be measured. One point more would be too deliberate, and one point less would be too deliberate.

It seemed perfunctory, as if what was on the table was just a stack of menus instead of a property transfer agreement worth over 100 million.

When Feng Yi was in trouble and almost despairing, the old man in front of him appeared in front of him and told him that he had an aunt he had never met before, who passed away not long ago and left him a huge inheritance.

As an adult who had just experienced social beatings, Feng Yi did not believe that pie would fall from the sky, and it would happen by such a coincidence!

So when encountering this matter, Feng Yi's first thought was -

Damn liar!

But now, when Feng Yi faced the property transfer agreement on the table, he actually believed 70% of it.

Of course, there are also the factors of the three lawyers sitting not far away. These three are all well-known lawyers in this city. You can find a lot of information about these three by searching online. One of them

We also briefly interacted with Feng Yi.

Why not Quanxin?

What was placed in front of him was a property transfer agreement rather than a will. According to the old housekeeper, Feng Yi's great-aunt, whom he had never met, gave the portion of the property that was divided to him directly to the old housekeeper, and then

The old housekeeper transferred these properties to Feng Yi in batches without setting a time limit or requiring a specific amount.

This operation seemed very confusing to Feng Yi.

I have no idea why my great-aunt gave away the inheritance in this way.

Is the old housekeeper so trustworthy? Even more trustworthy than her children?

If they are the children and grandchildren of great-aunt, no matter which one comes here, they can still understand that they are all related by blood.

But, an old butler?

The first batch of money that the old butler transferred to Feng Yi was 100 million. The premise was that Feng Yi had to do one thing - go to the Feng family's ancestral home and write Feng Yi's name on the family tree.

Let’s not talk about the “Feng Family Ancestral House” that Feng Yi had never heard of.

"Genealogy"?

This kind of thing still exists?

How old is it that there is still a family tree?

But putting all this aside, you can get 100 million just by finding your ancestral home and writing your name. Isn’t this too simple?

He doesn't believe it.

But, one hundred million...

Saddled with debt, he really needs it now.

After a while, Feng Yi struggled to move his eyes away from the paper, and wiped the sweat from his palms with his lowered hands on his trouser legs, "...I'll go to the bathroom first."

The old man sitting opposite smiled understandingly and nodded slightly, "Please do."

Feng Yi walked out of the tea room stiffly, all composure was gone, and his breathing was rapid. He quickly walked into the bathroom, closed the door, rushed to the sink, turned on the faucet, and splashed cold water on his face.

The cold water didn't wake him up either.

Very good, it's not a dream.

Feng Yi looked at himself in the mirror.

After many days of insomnia and the pressure of debt, he had not rested for a long time, and his bloodshot eyeballs turned a scary scarlet color under the emotional stimulation.

After flushing his face again and drying his hands in a hurry, Feng Yi took out his mobile phone in his pocket. The more than 10 missed calls displayed on it were all for payment collection.

Ignoring those, Feng Yi opened the address book and looked at two of the phone numbers. He had not dialed these two phone numbers since he left the Feng family five years ago. He hesitated and dialed one of them.

It rang for a long time but no one answered.

When I dialed another one, it just rang twice and then it cut off.

Not surprisingly.

Feng Yi breathed out softly.

People still have to rely on themselves!

Put your phone in your pocket.

I wiped my face with cold water, tidied myself up, and returned to the tea room.

The heated brain has cooled down a bit. There is still a slight tremor in my voice when I listen carefully, but my speech is not as stuttering as before. When facing the old housekeeper, my smile has become natural. In fact, I am still a lot of chaos on the inside, but on the face I must

Gotta hold on steady.

"Sorry for the long wait."

"It doesn't matter." The old housekeeper looked at Feng Yi's current state, and the smile on his face deepened, "Have you thought about it?"

"Well, after thinking calmly for a while, I still have a lot of doubts. The timing of your appearance is so coincidental, I almost suspect that you did it on purpose." Feng Yi tried.

"No, I originally planned an observation period of one to two years. I started paying attention to you last month. This is the second month. I knew you were in a lot of trouble, so I contacted you in advance." The old housekeeper

Explain in a leisurely manner.

Feng Yi didn't know whether this was true or not, so he asked about his great-aunt whom he had never met before.

The old housekeeper said briefly.

Feng Yi learned that his great-aunt went abroad a long time ago and had children. She mainly developed her career abroad, but she also had industries in the country. When the property was divided, she left part of it for Feng Yi. After her death, she was also buried abroad. Feng Yi wanted to

You have to go abroad to worship.

Any more will be gone.

The old housekeeper didn't want to say more.

"I want to know, the Feng family is a big family. There are so many brothers and sisters of my generation here in China, why did they choose me?" Feng Yi asked.

The old housekeeper looked at him with a smile, as if looking at a milk cat that had just been picked up from the roadside: "Ms. Feng said that you have the most pleasing appearance."

Feng Yi touched his awl face.

"She has such good taste!"

This is the first time in his life that an old man has said that he looks pleasant!

I've often heard people say that he looks like a "love-minded person who's not lucky", but at first I was surprised when I heard him being praised for his "likable looks".

Feng Yi also thinks that he is handsome enough. There are many stars with awl faces in the entertainment industry, and many with sharp faces than him. However, the elders seem to prefer traditional "lucky faces", or faces that look more stable and upright.

.

but……

It doesn’t matter what my face looks like, as long as I’m handsome, that’s it!

Feng Yi is not completely narcissistic.

When I was a freshman, I went to a barber shop to get a haircut, and the store manager personally approached him for cooperation. I often received invitations to activities from multiple clubs at school.

When he was a sophomore, he expanded the scope of cooperation to earn money for his tuition and housing, including barber shops, photo studios, clothing and accessories stores, and even the largest hot pot restaurant on the commercial street outside the school asked him to take photos for billboard promotions.

In the second semester of his junior year, he co-opened a small studio. He no longer worked alone, and he saved enough money to own his first apartment. He was considered a winner in life among ordinary students of the same age.

In his senior year, he was lucky enough to squeeze into the crew of an online drama, and he played the role of "Snake Spirit", which was not a heavy role. Unexpectedly, he had better luck later! The online drama became a hit at the beginning of this year, and he also used that role to gain popularity on the Internet.

By gaining a sense of presence, I finally stepped into a corner of the entertainment industry.

Originally he was doing well and his career was definitely on the rise. He also planned to take advantage of the situation and rush into the entertainment industry to make some money. Unexpectedly, he was stabbed at a critical moment - the partner caused a series of accidents and then ran away with the money.

Already.

Feng Yi faced angry partners and huge liquidated damages and various compensations alone.

Therefore, he is currently in a situation where he is heavily in debt and is in urgent need of this money.

If he were not in a difficult situation, even if 100 million were placed in front of him, he would think twice. His experience told him not to be too naive. If he did not have enough endurance, even a pie falling from the sky would kill him.

He has the most lovable appearance? So he left a lot of money to him?

Who are you bluffing?

100 million, how big a pit is waiting for him behind this!

However, even though he knew there was a trap, he still had to step into it.

No matter how much he complained in his heart, Feng Yi just smiled on his face and continued to ask: "Where is the ancestral home of the Feng family? Is it the century-old villa in Yangcheng?"

The old housekeeper chuckled, as if he was dismissive of the century-old villa that Feng Yi mentioned.

"The outer suburbs of Yangcheng, Xiaofeng Mountain."

Feng Yi thought to himself: Sure enough, I have never heard of it.
To be continued...