Liu Yang asked: "Is it a matter of bidding for the Fang Company's project?"
"Um!"
Ye Wanyu sighed and said: "Fang Xingkun is in charge of the project. You have met him, and he is now in close contact with another company. I want to find him, but he is either unavailable or does not answer the phone."
"——"
Liu Yang was stunned.
Is this Fang Xingkun so brave that he wants to give the project to other companies?
Does he not know the relationship between me and Ye Wanyu?
When Liu Yang frowned, Ye Wanyu smiled bitterly and said: "Why am I telling you this-"
In Ye Wanyu's eyes, Liu Yang is just a househusband, and talking to him like this is like playing the piano to an ox.
Normally, the cold and beautiful CEO would be vigorous and resolute in everything she did, but now, her expression was filled with a sense of decadence and powerlessness.
Her father, not only was not valued by the old man, but also indulged himself in the mistress's tenderness every day. He rarely went to the company, and her mother, even though she was one of the directors of the company, held a very small share, and talked with some people every day.
The rich lady played mahjong in a hazy manner.
This family was completely dependent on Ye Wanyu for support.
If she loses her position as president of the Ye family company, the status of their family of three in the Ye family will decline, and they may even be like rats crossing the street, with everyone shouting for beatings.
The heavy pressure on her shoulders made Ye Wanyu almost breathless.
Ye Wanyu looked very strong, but after all she was a little woman with a soft heart. Liu Yang looked a little distressed, and after his face turned cold, he decided to help Ye Wanyu get through this difficulty.
It was dark at night, Liu Yang was sitting on the bed, with Li Dongzhi's landscape painting in front of him.
Liu Yang just used his mobile phone to check the name Li Dongzhi, but there is no record of Li Dongzhi in historical materials.
Even if Liu Yang doesn't know which dynasty Li Dongzhi was born in, one thing he can know is that Li Dongzhi is an immortal cultivator.
Maybe Li Dongzhi has already survived the catastrophe and ascended to the throne.
Liu Yang no longer dwells on who Li Dongzhi is, his paintings are the most important.
Slowly spreading the landscape painting on the bed, Liu Yang immediately felt the aura flowing in the painting.
What a landscape painting, blessed with spiritual energy on the brush and ink, it becomes a painting and calligraphy treasure!
Liu Yang didn't hesitate anymore, he sat cross-legged, his eyes slowly closed, and the fingers of his hands were concentrated.
When the spiritual energy traveled through the limbs and bones, the landscape painting gave off a faint white brilliance. Wisps of spiritual energy slowly rose from the painting, and Liu Yang sucked it greedily.
After a breath of spiritual energy was inhaled into the mouth and nose, a breath of turbid air was immediately exhaled.
Liu Yang's body was glowing with golden light. Sitting quietly, he seemed to be integrated with the heaven and earth.
This practice is a long process. I don't know how long it took. When Liu Yang breathed out the last breath of spiritual energy, suddenly, a golden light shot out from the landscape painting.
Liu Yang's heart skipped a beat, and he didn't even have time to avoid it. The golden light directly penetrated into the center of his eyebrows and merged into his soul.
"The Infinite Sword Formation!"
A buzzing sound exploded in Liu Yang's consciousness.
Immediately afterwards, the sword energy and sword formations began to evolve and change——
After Liu Yang was shocked, he excitedly learned the Wuji Sword Formation technique for his own use.
The so-called Wuji Sword Formation means that within the formation, one can use spiritual energy to unleash endless sword energy. Once the formation is opened, anyone and anything within ten feet can be killed with this Wuji Sword Qi.
The most terrifying thing is that as long as the spiritual energy is sufficient, countless sword energy can be formed, and the sky will be filled with sword rain. Gods can kill gods if they block them, and Buddhas can kill Buddhas if they block them!
Liu Yang never expected that there was a magic in this landscape painting!
Everyone in the world knows that there are three thousand Taoist Dharma and all kinds of magic. Therefore, Taoist Dharma cannot be compared with magic.
Taoism is very popular. As a Taoist cultivator, Liu Yang can basically master all Taoism after receiving the inheritance from his grandfather, but he does not have any magic that he can use.
Rumor has it that a cultivator in the tribulation period can destroy a star with a single spell!
The power of the spell is evident.
The Wuji Sword Formation is definitely an extremely profound spell. As the cultivation level increases, the sword formation becomes more and more terrifying and powerful, both in terms of the range of the formation and the infinite sword energy.
Who is Li Dongzhi?
This doubt has become even more profound.
Maybe we'll find out later.
Liu Yang's face was full of ecstasy for being able to obtain this profound magic unexpectedly. The only regret was that after absorbing the spiritual energy in the painting ink treasure, he did not break the mirror, but was just a little short of reaching the perfection of Qi refining.
realm.
At this moment, Liu Yang couldn't help but think that his grandfather said that he was born with an extraordinary body, but in his opinion, being born extraordinary meant not only his talent in cultivation, but also his luck that ordinary people could not match.
The so-called luck, for ordinary people, means luck, but for those who are cultivators of immortality, they can have great opportunities.
By chance, Liu Yang was able to learn the spell of Wuji Sword Formation, which was inseparable from his invincible luck.
At this time, Liu Yang looked out the window and suddenly discovered that a touch of fish belly white had floated in the distant sky. He actually spent a whole night absorbing spiritual energy and practicing the Wuji Sword Formation.
"Ye Wanyu, you don't have to come to work today."
"Why?"
"You have the nerve to ask why. The Fang family's project has already reached a verbal agreement with the emerging company. Do you think you can still come to work in the company?"
"——"
In the quiet morning, Liu Yang could hear the voice of Ye Wanyu's uncle Ye Zeyun on his mobile phone.
When Ye Zeyun finished speaking, there was no movement in the living room.
A squeak!
Liu Yang gently opened the door and came to the living room. What he saw was Ye Wanyu sitting blankly on the sofa alone, with a glimmer of crystal in the corner of his eyes.
At this moment, Liu Yang's heart felt as if he had been pricked by a needle.
Even Liu Yang found it hard to believe the scene in front of him. In the eyes of everyone, Ye Wanyu, who was aloof and taciturn, would cry sometimes.
"Wanyu——" Liu Yang called softly.
Ye Wanyu's delicate body trembled, she raised her hand to wipe away the tears from the corner of her eyes, pretending to be cold and said: "What are you looking at? Why don't you hurry up and make breakfast!"
"Well, I know!"
Liu Yang nodded and walked into the kitchen.
Ye Wanyu knew what it would mean to her if she lost her position as president, but what could she do now?
She is just a little woman who climbed to the position of president by relying on her own abilities. Compared to the Fang family, which is so big, the Fang family will not give her any face.