Although Yang Zimei was Xia Mo's classmate and was also young, Xia Guohui didn't need to greet her personally, but he still warmly made tea for her, and asked her where she lived and what her parents did with concern.
She also said openly that she was from the countryside, her father was only a primary school teacher, and her mother was unemployed.
Xia Guohui, whose net worth is about to exceed 100 million yuan, heard that she came from an ordinary family, and there was no expression of disdain on his face. His attitude was still friendly and polite, and he said that there was a vacancy in his company's mail room, so he could recruit Yang's mother, although the salary was not high. , but it is considered leisurely.
Just because of his sincerity and equality, Yang Zimei didn't want him to suffer all kinds of setbacks because of that poplar tree, and even break up his husband and wife.
"Uncle Xia, I wonder if you believe in Feng Shui?" She looked at him and asked. She found that Xia's house was different from Yang Dejie's. All the decorations and furnishings did not pay attention to feng shui patterns, and everything was done as one wanted, but this did not have any effect. This is often the case in this world, and it becomes reasonable everywhere. The problem came from the newly transplanted poplar tree.
"Hehe, why did Student Yang ask such a question? Regarding Fengshui, I have always believed that if you believe it, you have it, and if you don't believe it, you don't. I don't pay much attention to it, and I live a good life." Xia Guohui smiled. Interested? That's something profound."
"I'm a little interested. I have learned Feng Shui Kanyu from an old Taoist master for more than ten years, and I have learned some tricks." Yang Zimei said frankly.
"Hehe, I really can't see it, then student Yang, what do you think of the Feng Shui here?" Xia Guohui asked perfunctorily.
"Uncle Xia, let's put this aside for now, have you been unfavorable recently? Just lost a million-dollar business?" Yang Zimei was too lazy to go around and asked straight to the point.
"Oh? How do you know this? Could it be that girl Xia Mo said it? No, I've never told Xia Mo before." Xia Guohui asked a little puzzled.
"Dad, is your business not going well recently?" Xia Mo asked worriedly.
Xia Guohui nodded slightly, "Yes."
"Dad, it's okay, it will get better soon." Xia Mo sat next to Xia Guohui and comforted her.
Xia Guohui patted the back of her hand to express comfort, then looked at Yang Zimei curiously and asked, "Student Yang, how did you know about me?"
"Uncle Xia, your seal is gloomy, your face is covered with black clouds, and your eyes are dark. This shows that your luck has been very bad recently, and you have been hindered everywhere, and you may even turn your back on your husband and wife."
"Yang Zimei, how can you say that? My parents are in a good relationship, how could they turn their backs? Really, I find you really weird, why do you look like a magic stick?" Xia Mo cried.
The expression on Xia Guohui's face was stagnant. Although his wife's recent behavior seemed the same to outsiders, as a husband and wife of twenty years, he knew it best. Recently, she has a peachy complexion and pays great attention to dressing up, which is very unusual.
The husband and wife have been in love for twenty years, and they have survived the most poverty together. The husband and wife have created their current career together. He cherishes and loves her very much, so he refuses to admit this idea from the bottom of his heart, feeling that he is sensitive and suspicious.
Now, when Yang Zimei said this, his heart became very uneasy again, and he found that her pair of black pupils seemed to be able to see through everything in people.