Skilled in managing a house

The middle-aged woman escorted Zhang Yu and Meng Xing'er out of the villa, then took out her mobile phone and dialed her husband Hang Jiangong's number.

The call was quickly connected, and the husband's hoarse voice sounded, "Hey, Xiaoyi, what's going on?"

"A Wudangzhai layman from Baimei Palace just came here. He said he can cure our son. There is no need to make a good faith. Come back and have a look." Zou Yi said.

"How many knots are there in Baimei Palace?" Hang Jiangong asked.

"Say yes. You have 5% of Jixiang Group's shares. That is an ominous thing. He wants this." Zou Yi said.

"What!" After hearing this, Hang Jiangong immediately said angrily: "Why doesn't he go and grab it? These shares of mine are now worth several billion. It's an ominous thing. I want as many of these ominous things as I can." !”

"Then, will you give it to our son?" Zou Yi said worriedly.

"No!" Hang Jiangong said bluntly: "I have invited Lu Zhenren from Yangchunguan from Zhenhai. Lu Zhenren is used to treating difficult and complicated diseases and keeping the medicine until the disease is cured! After a while, he will be here , when the time comes, I will go home with Master Lu to treat my son."

"That's okay," Zou Yi was still worried.

"But what?" Hang Jiangong asked.

"He asked me to prepare something. Should I prepare it?" Zou Yi asked.

"No need!" Hang Jiangong said firmly.

Zhang Yu left the Xizi Lake Villa area in a Bentley.

Naturally, Zhang Yu would not know everything Zou Yi told her husband on the phone.

Meng Xing'er said while driving: "Zhang Yu, you are such a big talker."

"Is there any?" Zhang Yu smiled.

"As far as I know, Jixiang Group is also a large company with a market value of tens of billions. If you ask for 5% of the shares, 1% is several hundred million, and 5% is at least two to three billion. It takes so much money to become a good believer. , isn’t that considered a lion’s mouth?” After Meng Xing’er finished speaking, she glanced at Zhang Yu.

Zhang Yu did not go to see her, but just said: "Then do you think the Hang family will give it to me?"

"Why did you ask me this question?" Meng Xing'er asked.

"Just ask." Zhang Yu said.

"The asking price is a bit harsh, but since the Hang family only has one son, it should be about the same. But..." Meng Xing'er frowned.

"Just what?" Zhang Yu asked curiously.

"It's just that his matter started because of me. I took you to treat him, but you ended up asking for 5% of his shares. To be honest, I was a little uneasy." Meng Xing'er said quietly.

"Actually, I came here this time to find a way to get this share." Zhang Yu said.

"Why?" This time it was Meng Xing'er's turn to be curious.

"We can't say for now." Zhang Yu said.

"Forget it if you don't tell me. If I want to find out, I can find out." Meng Xing'er said.

The two chatted casually and soon arrived at the Hangcheng Stadium. Brother Biao's car followed him and they got out of the car one after another, making Brother Biao feel envious again.

Brother Biao murmured in his heart, "This is too cruel. You can meet beautiful women wherever you go, and they compete with each other. Why don't I have this fate?"

The opponent in the game was also an underdog in the National League. Zhang Yu activated the Shenxing Vest, and the Wudang Taoist Football Team naturally became immortal. There was no suspense in this game.

Seeing Zhang Yu's team running tirelessly, Meng Xing'er asked curiously: "How come each of your team members can run so well? How do they train?"

"Metaphysics training." Zhang Yu boasted seriously.

"Is metaphysics really so mysterious?" Meng Xing'er couldn't believe it.

"When I cure Hang Jiaqi's disease, you will know how mysterious metaphysics is." Zhang Yu said deliberately.

"Okay, then I'll wait and see." Meng Xing'er smiled charmingly.

At the end of the first half of the game, the Taoist team led 4-1. This score, coupled with the physical fitness of the Taoist team, indicated that the entire game had ended in victory.

After arriving all the way and playing for another half of the game, Zhang Yu estimated that it was almost time and what he wanted was ready. Why didn't the Hang family call him yet?

He didn't have the Hang family's phone number. He felt that it was a bit inappropriate to ask Meng Xing'er to call, so he said, "I'm going to the Hang family, how about you?"

Meng Xing'er smiled faintly, but it was so charming, "So anxious."

"A bit." Zhang Yu smiled.

"The call hasn't come yet, I don't think they will call." Meng Xing'er said.

"How are you sure?" Zhang Yu asked.

"The price you offered is obviously too high. It is reasonable for Hang Jiangong not to agree. If it is good, he should have found other people to treat Hang Jiaqi. I think you should not ask for it yourself. It’s not interesting anymore.” Meng Xing’er said lightly.

"Did you see it too?" Zhang Yu said with a smile.

"What should I say, I had some relationship with the Hang family before." Meng Xing'er also smiled.

"Then I'll go even more." Zhang Yu said seriously.

"Depending on what you mean, no one else can cure it except you." Meng Xing'er smiled.

"I can't say that it can't be cured. After all, there are people outside the world. Because I am not completely sure, I want to observe. In addition, if that person cures Hangjiaqi, I will have to go back to your problem again. I’ve thought about it,” Zhang Yu said.

"Actually, you should stay here." Meng Xinger said.

"Why?" Zhang Yu asked.

"Because this way I can promote myself. As for my problem, it doesn't matter who I fall in love with in the future." At the end of the sentence, Meng Xinger laughed at herself.

"With 5% of the shares, my worth is already very high. There is no need to keep raising it." Zhang Yu said with a smile.

"You are very interesting." Meng Xing'er smiled.

"How can you see it?" Zhang Yu asked.

"I can't tell!" Meng Xing'er said, stood up, and said: "The outcome has been decided, let's go. No matter who cured Hangjiaqi, I should also be grateful."

Usually when women say a man is interesting, it's mostly not because the man is funny. It's interesting because she's curious about this man.

The room on the third floor of the Hang family villa.

At this moment, seven Taoist priests were standing inside, accompanied by Hang Jiangong and Zou Yi. Among the seven Taoist priests, one is older and wears a white Bagua fairy robe with green ribbons hanging on it. The other six are in apricot-yellow robes.

The elderly Taoist priest is Lu Zhenren of Yangchun Temple. His expression is serious, as if he is facing a formidable enemy.

Zou Yi looked on from the side and asked in a low voice: "Master Lu, how are you doing? Is it possible?"

"Don't worry. Since I, Yangchun Guan, have taken action, the disease must be cured by the medicine." Master Lu said, taking out a brocade box from his arms, opening it, and inside was a golden pill.

"What is this?" Zou Yi asked curiously.

"This is the Golden Pill of Yangchun. Combined with the Seven Ultimate Formations of Zhenwu of my Yangchun Temple, it can cure all diseases and bring people back to life. You guys can go out and wait for a moment." Master Lu said seriously.

"Okay." Zou Yi and her husband quickly left the room.

Outside the room, there were nine monks standing, including the leader, Master Jixian, all of whom looked dissatisfied. It used to be my own business, but now it's good, people are coming in waves, and I won't let anyone mess with it in the future.

Compared to Zhang Yu, Master Ji Xian believed that the Taoist priests in the room were more hateful. When they first met, their arrogant look and tone of voice almost made the monks angry to death.

Master Ji Xian said silently in his heart: "Amitabha, it can't be cured, it can't be cured."