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although Yang Zimei is a classmate of xia Mo and is young, Xia Guohui doesn't need to greet her in person, but he is still very enthusiastic about making tea for her, and is very concerned about where her family lives and what her parents do.

She also said without concealment that she came from the countryside, her father was only a primary school teacher, and her mother was unemployed.

Xia Guohui, who has a fortune of more than 100 million, hears that she comes from an ordinary family. She does not show any disdain and disdain on her face. She still has a friendly and polite attitude. She also says that there is a vacancy in his company's mail room, so she can recruit Mrs. Yang. Although her salary is not high, she is regarded as leisurely.

As for his sincerity and equality, Yang Zimei did not want him to suffer from all kinds of setbacks because of that poplar tree, and even separated his husband and wife.

"Uncle Xia, I don't know if you believe in geomantic omen?" She asked, looking at him. She found that Xia's and Yang Dejie's are different. All the decorations and decorations don't pay attention to Fengshui pattern, and everything is at will. However, this does not have any influence. This is often the case in the world. Everything is unreasonable and becomes reasonable. However, all the problems come from the newly transplanted poplar tree.

"Hehe, why does Yang ask? As for fengshui, I always believe that if you believe in it, you can have it. If you don't believe it, you can have nothing. I don't pay attention to it. I still live a good life. " Xia Guohui said with a smile, "is Yang interested in Feng Shui? That's a profound thing. "

"I'm a little interested. I've studied geomancy and geomancy with an old Taoist priest for more than ten years. I can feel some ways." Yang Zimei's candid way.

"Ha ha, I can't see that. What do you think of Fengshui here, Yang?" Xia Guohui perfunctorily asked.

"Uncle Xia, let's put this aside. Are you not doing well in the near future? Just lost a million dollars in business? " Yang Zimei was too lazy to go around more, so he asked straight to the point.

"Oh? How do you know that? Is that what xia Mo said? No, I have never told xia Mo about it Xia Guohui asked with some doubts.

"Dad, have you had a bad business recently?" One side of the summer foam worried asked.

Xia Guohui nodded slightly, "well."

"Dad, it's OK. It's going to be OK." Xia Mo sits beside Xia Guohui and comforts him.

Xia Guohui patted the back of her hand to show comfort, then looked at Yang Zimei curiously and asked, "Yang, how did you know about me?"

"Uncle Xia, your impression hall is dark, your face is dark, and your eyes are dark. This shows that your fortune has been very poor recently. You are blocked everywhere, and even your husband and wife turn back."

"Yang Zimei, how can you say that? My parents have a good relationship. How can they turn their backs? Really, I find you so strange. How can you look like a prodigy? " Xia Mo cried.

Xia Guohui's expression on his face is stagnant. Although his wife's recent performance is similar to that of outsiders, he knows it best as a husband and wife of 20 years. Recently, she is pink in color and pays great attention to dressing up, which is very unusual.

After 20 years of loving her husband and wife, he feels that he cherishes the idea of loving her husband and wife for two years.

Now, Yang Zimei said this, his heart is very uneasy, and he found that her pair of dark pupil eyes as if to see through everything.

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