These words seemed to pierce Qingchuan's weakness, reminding him unconsciously of the scene when he was mistreated by Yun Fan.
That was a scene he could never let go of in his life!
But Qingchuan's angry expression soon faded away, and he smiled coldly again.
"We can't change the situation!"
After simply saying this, Qingchuan bent down and got into the limousine again, and then walked away.
Yunfan stood there and frowned again.
He always felt that Mr. Qing's death was not that simple, and Qing Youfu returned to Qingchuan immediately after his death, as if he had been prepared for it.
Don't tell me!
Is Mr. Qing’s death related to his grandson?
Yunfan made a bold assumption in his mind: Qingchuan had been holding a grudge since he was driven out of the country, and in order to come back for revenge, he secretly sent someone to kill Mr. Qing.
Although this is against human ethics, in reality, things like this have not never happened in the news.
What's more, Qingchuan is a vengeful master!
Therefore, Yunfan did not rule out the possibility.
Standing there, he took out the wordless book from his arms and wrote the word Qingchuan on it.
Yunfan wanted to know Qingchuan's inner activities at this time.
Soon after the gold-plated pen tip finished writing the other person's name on the wordless notebook.
Then a passage emerged.
"Why did the old man suddenly die of a heart attack? It was so sudden!"
It can be seen from these words that Qingchuan still cannot let go of being kicked out of the country by Qing Youfu.
"But that's fine. If the old man dies, I can come back in an upright manner. Yunfan, just wait for me!"
"Sooner or later I'll show you what happens if you piss me off!"
Yun Fan frowned again after reading the words in the wordless notebook.
Because judging from Qingchuan's feelings, Mr. Qing's death was not related to him.
Could it be that I was overthinking it, that the old man really died of a common heart attack?
Putting down the wordless notebook, Yun Fan took a puff from his gold pipe.
Even though his intelligence points are so high, he still needs a few clues to deduce things.
Otherwise, he is not a god, so he cannot know everything just by guessing!
At this moment, Yunfan suddenly felt a gaze looking at him, so he turned around and raised his head.
At this time, there was a balcony on the sixth floor of the Haishi unit building.
The three tenants were having lunch on the balcony. When they saw Yunfan looking at him, Li Zihe grinned.
"Where's the landlord? Do you want to come have something to eat together?"
Hearing this, Yunfan smiled.
"No, you can eat."
Li Zihe held a chicken leg in his mouth and continued to laugh.
"Okay, then the landlord can come over and play when he has time."
These words made Yunfan unconsciously shed a drop of cold sweat on his forehead. It would be okay if a group of girls said this.
Now that two or three muscular men say this to me, it always feels weird.
However, Yunfan still smiled awkwardly.
"Well, I'll wait until I'm free."
After saying that, he didn't think much and walked towards the villa building.
To be honest, Qing Youfu's death had nothing to do with him. After all, birth, old age, illness and death were the laws of heaven, and there was nothing he could do about it!
At most, we have a good relationship. I'll burn more paper tomorrow.
After having a pleasant lunch with Dai Xiaomei and others in the living room, Yunfan's cell phone rang.
"Hello, is this the landlord?" A little girl's voice came from the receiver.
Upon hearing this, Yunfan smiled at the phone.
"Yes, I am"
"Wow, what a great landlord. Can we rent a house from you?"
Currently, there are still vacant rooms in the Haishi unit, so Yunfan said.
"Okay, when will you come to see the house?"
"I'm free at any time, but landlord, we are four girls together, can we rent four rooms?"
Yunfan was taken aback by these words. Are feelings meant to be wrapped up?
But it’s better to rent it out as soon as possible and build more soon.
And he sounded like he was a fan of Yunfan.
"Okay, then if you come in the afternoon, just call me."
We made an appointment to view the house at three o'clock in the afternoon, and Yunfan arrived at the entrance of the villa courtyard on time.
At this time, there were four girls standing at the door, dressed in fancy clothes.
Because the weather is hot, they all wear short skirts, and their beautiful legs are very eye-catching under the sunlight.
When several girls saw Yunfan coming out, they all showed excitement and excitement.
"Wow, the landlord is here"
"Yeah, I finally saw him in person. He's so handsome!"
Yunfan smiled and said, "Are you all here to rent a house?"
"Yes, landlord, we are all here to rent a house, and we are all your fans!"
Hearing this, Yunfan smiled again, said nothing more, and motioned to the security guard to open the door.
Then he led the four girls into the Haishi unit building.
.......
Picture everything.
At this time, it was in Longcheng City, thousands of kilometers away.
A middle-aged man with a heroic face was sitting on a recliner with his eyes closed.
This person’s name is Wang Guocheng!
The president of Long Group and Wang Xinrou’s father!
The young man standing in front of him was using Qigong therapy to treat Wang Guocheng's headache.
And this young man is Ge Tian!
The qigong master who was kicked out of the Qing family dinner party!
He was particularly happy today because he saw the news of Qing Youfu's death, so he felt like a great revenge had been avenged!
The true energy emerging from his palms was very dense, and he kept pushing it into Wang Guocheng's scalp.
"Those who humiliated me in public before and treated me like a dog, I want you all to die!" Ge Tian said secretly in his heart.
This guy has always been arrogant. Being kicked out of the Qing family made him very angry, and this hatred was deeply planted in his heart!
And when he was kicked out of the Qing family, standing outside the Qing family manor, Ge Tian swore to God.
He wants to take revenge on the Qing family!
He wanted the people of the Qing family to know the consequences of offending him, Ge Tian!
"Huh, Ge Tian, your technique is really good," Wang Guocheng suddenly opened his eyes and said.
Hearing the noise, Ge Tian immediately retracted his thoughts, then stood up straight and said.
"President, how do you feel now?"
Wang Chengguo sat on the chair and said: "I have been suffering from headaches for a long time. I have been treated by your Qigong several times and I am obviously much better."
After speaking, there was little smile.
"Ge Tian, you are really a talent! No wonder Zijie kept praising you in front of me before!"
Hearing this, Ge Tian smiled lowly.
"The president gave me the award. I only know some qigong. It was the young president who praised me."
When he mentioned his recently deceased son, Wang Chengguo's expression darkened.
Ge Tian seized the opportunity and said again.
“The president has something I don’t know whether I should say or not.”
Wang Chengguo raised his head and looked at him, and then said.