Yang Tianhuang was so angry that he coughed again, and Qian Ji quickly went up to hand over the water.

"President Yang calms down, his health is important!"

Qian Ji on the side looked awkward. Just now, Yang Tianhuang said that Qian Ji was unstable. Now, in the blink of an eye, Yang Tianhuang himself lost his composure.

"Mr. Yang, what should I do now?"

"I don't know either." Yang Tianhuang slowly calmed down and said, "I'll arrange someone to find a Feng Shui master again, I really can't find it..."

Qian Ji also understood what Yang Tianhuang didn't say.

I really can’t find a Feng Shui master, so I have to ask Chen Xingran!

Qianji searched for two more days, but still couldn't find a suitable Feng Shui master.

Yang Tianhuang lay sickly on the bed. Now he can't eat and vomit every day.

The doctor came to the door for examination many times and told Yang Tianhuang that he had no serious illness and could only recuperate. Then he gave Yang Tianhuang an injection of glucose to save his life.

Yang Tianhuang felt so uncomfortable that he wanted to die, but he really didn't want to give in to Chen Xingran.

"Qianji, go find Qin Haixia."

Qian Ji was stunned: "Mr. Yang, are you planning to let Qin Haixia take action?"

Yang Tianhuang said: "If I don't let him save me, just ask him if there is any way to make me feel better. I'm so uncomfortable!"

"I'll go and ask now."

Qian Ji found Qin Haixia and asked Yang Tianhuang’s question.

Qin Haixia thought for a while and said, "If you want to feel better, there is actually a way."

Qian Ji asked quickly: "What's the solution?"

"Demolition of the Leyun Sky Building!"

"This, this cannot be removed." Qian Ji said.

Leyun Sky Building is a tool used by Yang Tianhuang to deter others. Over the years, no one except Chen Xingran has dared to demolish the building.

Qin Haixia glanced at Qian Ji and said, "The Chixiang Wenshou Bureau is based on the layout of the building of the Sky Leyun Building. If the building is demolished, the Feng Shui pattern will not be broken, but the effect will be reduced by half. Yang Tianhuang will naturally feel much better. If you don't want to demolish it, then pretend I didn't say it. I have no other way."

Qian Ji said helplessly: "Okay, I'll go back and ask Mr. Yang what he means."

The parking lot of the city government compound.

Three Volkswagen cars with public signs drove out from inside.

There were two people sitting in the last car, one of whom was Tang Minggong, the city leader.

Sitting next to the city head was an old man with gray hair.

Tang Minggong was in a high position, but at this moment he seemed respectful in front of the old man.

"Old Zheng, where do you want to see it?"

This old man, who was called Mr. Zheng by Tang Minggong, is Zheng Yaohua, one of the three major economic experts in China today.

Zheng Yaohua’s ancestral home is Leyun. He goes back to Leyun every year to take a look.

"It's better to go to the old place."

When Tang Minggong heard the three words "Old Place", he was slightly stunned.

When Zheng Yaohua saw Tang Minggong's micro-expression, he said, "What? Don't you want me to go?"

"I don't mean that. Since Mr. Zheng, you want to go, then let's go."
Chapter completed!