Yang Zimei, who was in the room, happened to hear it clearly, so he opened the door, looked at Yang Bai and said, "Grandpa, are you so eager to send me out to be someone else's granddaughter?"
Seeing her angry look, Yang Bai felt a little panicked.
He knows best that the reason why he is where he is today and can join the senior citizen club like those powerful and wealthy old men is all because of Yang Zimei.
After all, she is the real backbone of the family. Without her, the family's life would be meaningless.[
"Ahem, Niuniu, that's not what grandpa meant. It's just that grandpa just wants one more person to love you." Yang Bai said awkwardly.
"Grandpa, you love me, that's enough. Others are just weasels paying New Year greetings to chickens. They don't have good intentions." Yang Zimei said to Yang Hong unhappily, "Yang Hong, please leave my house. My house is simple and cannot accommodate you."
This noble Buddha."
When Yang Hong saw her falling out, he knew that it was useless to play the tenderness card, so he hurriedly changed into a businessman's face, "Niuniu, since you don't want to recognize me as your godfather, it's okay. Now I just ask you to help my family and look into my family's problems."
It’s out there, and it’s still the same price I mentioned before, three thousand… thousand… ten thousand hexagram gold.”
He said 30 million in a very serious way, so that everyone in the room could hear it.
He believed that a poor family like Yang Bai would definitely force Yang Zimei to help him read Feng Shui after hearing the 30 million hexagram gold.
But he didn't know that in this world, you can rely on power and money to force a good girl into prostitution, but you shouldn't force a fortune teller to help you read Feng Shui or something like that.
Yang Zimei naturally understood what he meant and frowned.
Yang Qing was also shocked by the 30 million, but he had always opposed his daughter using Feng Shui to make money. The more he earned, the more uneasy he felt about his daughter.
So, he hurriedly said: "I'm sorry, my Niuniu won't help you do Feng Shui for money. You should find someone else. We can't afford 30 million."
"What can't you afford? If he can afford it, we can certainly afford it." Yang Bai was shocked at first by Yang Hong's 30 million, but he had been in and out of the senior citizen club these two days.
He usually hears old men talking about their children's business in terms of millions and tens of millions. Therefore, he is also extremely eager for his family to be rich and to show off.
"Dad, we don't want this money." Huang Xiuli said hurriedly from the side, "Niuniu is not a real fairy and can't help others. Fourth uncle, you should find someone else."
"I believe Niuniu can do it."
Today Yang Hong witnessed Yang Zimei rescuing a child who was about to die, and she was also the direct disciple of the old Taoist priest on the mountain. He began to be sure that there must be something special about her, otherwise there would not be so many respectable people.
Find her.
It's all because I was blind before, and was blinded by her age and appearance, thinking that she was young and ignorant, and that she was a liar. As a result, she didn't have any opinions about him, and refused to help him no matter what.
"Niuniu——" Yang Hong looked at Yang Zimei and shouted.
"Sorry, only my family can call me Niuniu. Please call me Yang Zimei." Yang Zimei said coldly.
Yang Hong choked again and forced a smile and said, "Okay, okay, then I will call you Zimei from now on. Zimei, for the sake of your fellow countrymen, can you help me?"
"Are you really determined to ask me to help you?" Yang Zimei knew that if she pushed her further, Yang Hong would come to harass her family endlessly, so why didn't she pretend to agree?
