Staring directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

"Wait a minute while I smooth it out."

The shocking news brought by the housekeeper is undoubtedly quite shocking.

After realizing that this guy didn't have the guts to make such a joke, Fuzen realized that things were a little weird.

"One seven is seven, one eight is eight, and one nine is nine...I'll do the math with my fingers. You're not trying to settle the account, but you're trying to default on it."

The next moment, Fu Qian stared at the housekeeper with a rather unkind expression.

…

There is no doubt that those who can be housekeepers are still very discerning. Faced with the pressure of the salary-seeking demigod, this one suddenly broke down in sweat.

"I... was just making random guesses. I don't know the specific situation yet, but the master is really anxious and asked me to wait here regardless of the young lady's objection."

Is it really Mr. Wen’s problem?

From this explanation, Fu Qian extracted a little bit of useful information.

And this person's performance is undoubtedly a little different from his impression.

Could it be that the protagonist of the script this time is not Wenli, but her old father?

"The business tycoon returns and discovers that his daughter is being threatened by a gangster. In anger, he prepares to kill him with money?" 》

This development is not unacceptable.

"Then let's go."

Looking at the frightened housekeeper, Fu Qian realized that this man could no longer provide much valuable information, and directly motioned for him to lead the way.

…

Sitting in the car with the butler himself as the driver, Wenli's final destination in Shangjing soon came into view.

Compared with the last time I came here, this place is obviously a lot more lively, and there are a lot more new faces at first glance.

"Please come with me, sir, they are all inside."

They drove straight into the yard. The housekeeper led the way in front of him very quickly. After arriving at the destination, he signaled Fu Qian to go in himself.

Miss Wen, your debts are increasing.

Before paying, he was not polite. He looked up at the building he had not seen for many days and pushed the door directly in.

…

Almost as soon as he entered the door, two pairs of eyes stared at him.

Fu Qian looked back in turn and discovered the long-lost old man Wen Xiuxian.

Compared with the last time we met, this man was still in good spirits, and the years had not left many traces on him.

Of course, the main years have passed in less than half a year.

Sitting next to Wen Xiuxian was a well-maintained lady with a decent smile, and her eyebrows were somewhat similar to Wen Li's.

Wen Li himself was not present at all. It seemed that the situation was more tense than expected.

"Mr. Fang Xun? Please sit down."

It could be seen that Mr. Wen was not in a very happy mood. After staring at Fu Qian for a few seconds, he said hello in a hoarse voice.

Fu Qian nodded in response and sat down without any courtesy.

"Sorry to ask you to come here in such a hurry."

Witnessing Fu Qian's actions, there was no emotional change on Wen Xiuxian's face.

"Actually, the purpose of today is very simple. I just want to know about the situation between you and Wen Li."

"What a coincidence, isn't it? I'm here to understand."

Pay Qian also responded very sincerely.

…

"I heard Wenli mentioned that she was well taken care of by you in Shangjing. Thank you very much."

Wen Xiuxian breathed out, and his tone of thanks was quite sincere.

"Easy to do."

He said a polite polite word before paying, and after waiting for a few seconds, his brows furrowed visibly.

Then what? Is this gone?

Everyone is ups and downs in the business world. Only recognizing money but not people is a basic quality. Don't you have any practical performance?

"Wenli came home a few days ago and was very resistant to some of our arrangements."

It's a pity that Wen Xiuxian's behavior was exactly the same as that of his daughter, and he didn't mention vulgar money at all.

"Later, he told us directly that he already has someone he likes in Shangjing."

"Since I have never heard of it before, as a father, it would be a lie to say that I am not worried, so I came here to confirm it."

"I wonder what Mr. Fang thinks of Wen Li?"

Is that really the case?

After listening to Wen Xiuxian's description, he nodded thoughtfully before paying.

"How much are you prepared to pay?"

The next moment he looked directly at Wen Xiuxian and said.

"What?"

Wen Xiuxian was obviously stunned and didn't understand what Fu Qian meant.

"How much money are you going to give me so that I never see Wen Li again?"

Benefits must always be earned by oneself.

this……

After realizing what Fu Qian asked, Wen Xiuxian's expression was very colorful for a moment.

"It seems that Mr. Fang still misunderstood."

Seeing that the atmosphere was calm, the lady next to him covered her mouth and smiled, then spoke at the right time.

"We are not the bad parents in the legend. We are just concerned about Xiaoli and want to know more about the situation..."

While explaining, this person leaned into Wen Xiuxian's ear and whispered softly.

The latter took a deep breath and finally nodded with a stiff neck.

"Mr. Fang, please come with me, Xiaoli has been waiting for you."

After getting Wen Xiuxian's consent, the lady stood up gracefully and motioned for Fu Qian to follow her.

"Please don't mind what Wenli's father said just now. He is a typical caring person who leads to chaos."

"By the way, I haven't introduced myself yet, I'm Zhuang Xinyu."

"Wenli's mother?"

This person's wording was obviously a bit strange, so he thought about it before asking.

"No, her aunt."

Zhuang Xinyu responded with a smile, then sighed softly, looking a little sad.

"Wenli's mother died early."

Obviously, no wonder they look similar.

Fu Qian had no interest in wealthy people's gossip, but felt that the style of painting was getting weirder and weirder.

"When Xiaoli returned home this time, she was more determined than ever on some matters."

"As parents, we are always easily nervous, so I hope you can understand."

"Xiaoli is inside, I won't go in."

After sending Fu Qian to the destination, Zhuang Xinyu said goodbye simply.

"OK."

After paying the courtesy, he looked at the closed door in front of him and waited for a few seconds.

If you're a dignified fifth-level transcendent and can't notice what's going on outside, then don't mess around.

"Mr. Fang is so sorry."

Soon the door opened from the inside, and Wen Li leaned out with a wry smile.

"I've caused you trouble again."

It’s good to know, so what’s your physique, girl? Can the return of the Dragon King be such a crushing game?

Fu Qian sighed and walked in through the open door.

"It's just that the state of my father and aunt is really strange, so I have no choice but to ask you for help."

"Did you see it just now? I can't confirm it 100% yet, because my ability tells me that they are not obviously abnormal, but they are suddenly terribly paranoid."

"I should have said hello to you in advance, but I'm worried that once I leave, it will be difficult to calm their emotions and cause serious problems, so I don't dare to leave them at a certain distance."

"This is why I used this reason to lure them all the way to Beijing."

"After contacting them just now, do you think there is something wrong with them?"

After explaining, Wen Li looked at Fu Qian with bright eyes.

"have."