Chapter 257

"Ding Ding Ding" -- the ring tone of mobile phone is not easy to be noticed in the noisy KTV.

"Your phone is ringing." Zhou Heng reminds Miss Tong.

"No - sorry!" Miss Tong took out her mobile phone, looked at the name on the screen, and quickly ran to the KTV box.

"Hello." Miss Tong got through.

"Miss." On the other end of the line was the most respectful voice.

"Tall and old." Miss Tong's identity at this time has changed from a shy university girl to the leader of the Chinese geomantic circles, "what's the matter, say it."

"Yes." Elder Gao is old enough to be Miss Tong's grandfather, but he is still respectful when facing Miss Tong. And miss Tong also bears this respect with ease.

Gao Changlao noticed the background noise of Miss Tong. He wanted to ask where and what Miss Tong was doing at the moment, but the identity gap between them made him unable to ask.

He can only choose to listen to miss Tong's order and report the information he received.

"Miss, there's news from Peiping."

"Oh?" Miss Tong took the mobile phone closer to her ear. Peiping is the top priority for the Tong family. Without the support of Beifang, the Tong family would not have been the first family in the Chinese geomantic field for so many years.

"Before the Fengshui Festival, many Fengshui families were invited to Beiping to have a small exchange competition." Gao Changlao's words were all from Peiping, and he did not dare to tamper with a word.

"A little communication contest?" Miss Tong frowned.

"Yes," elder Gao said, "but Peiping has promised us that no matter what the result of this exchange competition is, this year's Fengshui festival will be presided over by our Tong family."

"Well." Miss Tong pondered over the phone. Now the situation in Peiping is quite different from that in the past. With the decline of the Tong family in Linhai, those who support the Tong family are gradually confused. The new owner of the Tong family is so young, can she really take such a big thing? Miss tong can fully understand their doubts, so she is also ready to prove herself in this year's Fengshui Festival.

But this time, it seems that the "small" exchange competition does not affect the overall situation, but it reminds Miss Tong. That is, Peiping's anti Tong faction, which had been suppressed by the pro Tong faction, finally had a chance to look up. If the Tong family is defeated in the exchange competition this time, even if Miss tong can achieve perfection in the following Feng Shui Festival, those opponents can also say that "there are still people who can do better than her.".

In other words, the Tong opposition in Peiping asked the supporters to hold this exchange contest at the cost of agreeing to miss Tong to host this year's Fengshui Festival. If the performance of the Tong family in this exchange competition is not satisfactory, it is difficult to say whether there will be another year after this year. And once Linhai's owner loses power, the impact will not be as simple as the annual Fengshui festival for another host. Not only will the whole Chinese geomantic circles have to be reshuffled, but also the political pattern of Peiping will change.

Fengshui sacrifice is not the simple work of measuring Fengshui in the past.

Damn political struggle. Miss Tong hates to participate in these things, but as the owner of the Tong family, she has already been involved, not only unable to get away, but also pulled to the center of the vortex.

"About the exchange contest," Miss Tong said to the phone, "the four elders must try their best to help me."

"Of course, those with high surnames will die." Gao Changlao at the other end of the phone quickly showed his loyalty.

"But, but --" Gao Changlao suddenly hesitated.

"But what, say it." Miss Tong had to be strict with the old man.

"But I don't think there's a chance of winning just by the four of us." Gao Changlao reluctantly told the truth.

"It doesn't matter," said Miss Tong with a smile. "I'll come down in person then."

"No, no!" Even if it was the Tong family's decision to be the leader of the family, Gao Changlao had to raise an objection, "Miss, we four old things can end up humiliating, you must not!"

"You mean I'm going to be disgraced when I end up?" Miss Tong asked him at the end of the phone.

"No, no, no!" Elder Gao knelt down on the ground directly on the other end of the phone and beat his mouth hard. The old man confessed to miss Tong loudly, "Miss, the surname Gao has no such meaning!"

"Tall and old!" Miss Tong didn't know elder Gao's reaction would be so extreme. To know elder Gao's reaction, Miss Tong would never speak to him so harshly, "stop, we can discuss everything slowly."

Elder Gao listens to miss Tong's command and stops beating his mouth, but he still kneels on the ground and doesn't stand up. However, Miss Tong at the other end of the phone doesn't know this.

"Miss, you are the leader of the Tong family. You must not lose!" Elder Gao's voice was both high and trembling. He did his best to say this.

Miss Tong closed her eyes at the end of the phone. Tears soaked his eyes. I'm useless.Don't cry, Miss Tong told herself, you are the leader of the Tong family, shouldering the expectations of the whole family, at this time, you can't be a soft little girl.

"I understand," Miss Tong tried to calm her tone. "I understand what you mean. I won't end up competing with others."

If the four elders lose, there is still room for maneuver. If Miss Tong loses, the future of the Tong family is really over.

No one can understand Miss Tong's mood at this time. When the Tong family is facing such a huge crisis, she can do nothing. If she is strong enough, if she is not a daughter, then she will not arouse the suspicion of Beifang, and will not cause these things today.

As the head of the Tong family, weakness is a crime.

"Miss," Gao Changlao on the other end of the phone suddenly spoke again, "that -"

"elder Gao," Miss Tong's tone was a little softer, "if you have anything to say, please say it."

"Well, it's just, it's just a little suggestion." Elder Gao said.

"What advice?" Asked Miss Tong.

"I know that the young lady's illness was cured by a young man named Zhou Heng." Elder Gao said.

Hearing Zhou Heng's name, Miss Tong's face turned red. When Zhou Heng treated himself, the four elders were all abroad, accompanying the then agent in charge, that is, Miss Tong's mother, so the four elders did not meet Zhou Heng.

"I think, I think, can we invite this young geomantic omen master," senior high school official took Zhou Heng as geomantic omen master for granted, "and ask him to help us."