Found 100 Million In My Rented Apartment

Seeing Wang Baozhu leaving in a rage, Chen Xuan couldn't help feeling a little worried, "Xiao Feng, we won't be in trouble, right?"

Ye Feng didn't take it seriously at all, "It's just a bad gambler, what kind of trouble can it make?"

As he spoke, he turned to look at the carpenter, "Master, let me ask you, do you know of any channels to deal with such large quantities of huanghuali wood?"

The carpenter scratched his head in embarrassment, "I'm afraid the largest timber factory in Binhai can't handle such a large batch of huanghuali wood."

He lowered his head and thought for a long time, his eyes suddenly lit up, "By the way, Luo Qizhang, the old man of the Luo family, has always liked huanghuali wood, and he even sent people to buy it aggressively before."

Ye Feng was taken aback when he heard the words, "The old man of the Luo family? Which Luo family?"

Now it was the carpenter's turn to be dazed, "It's Mr. Luo Jingyuan's father, don't you know Mr. Luo? Mr. Luo sent me here this time. You are his friend, how come you don't know Mr. Luo's hobbies?"

Ye Feng scratched his head in embarrassment, "So you're talking about Mr. Luo, he and I... really know each other."

Not only did he know each other, he also saved Mr. Luo's life.

Of course, these things are inconvenient to tell the carpenter.

It's just that it's obviously not appropriate for him to call Luo Jingyuan now and ask him if he can buy huanghuali.

Maybe it will cause the other party to misunderstand, thinking that he is trying to repay the favor, then the loss outweighs the gain.

Thinking of this, he immediately looked up at the carpenter, "Master, why don't you call Mr. Luo and ask him if he's interested?"

He had thought the carpenter would shirk.

But unexpectedly, when the carpenter heard his words, he didn't even think about it, and immediately nodded and agreed, "Okay, I'll ask."

As he spoke, he couldn't wait to dial Luo Jingyuan's phone number.

In fact, he also had selfish intentions.

Because Mr. Luo once said that if anyone can help him buy a large amount of huanghuali wood, he will get a large bonus.

It can also be seen from this that Mr. Luo is obsessed with this huanghuali wood.

…

At the same time, Luo Jingyuan was chatting with his father in the hospital ward.

After half a day of recovery. Mr. Luo's spirit has improved a lot.

When talking, he is full of confidence, and he can even get out of bed and walk around by himself, no different from usual.

But he was still worried, and insisted on pressing the old man on the bed to let him rest obediently.

At this moment, he suddenly received a call from Carpenter Li.

Since my father likes to tinker with some carpentry all the year round, he is quite familiar with these old carpenters.

This time Ye Feng came to him for help, so he directly assigned Carpenter Li to go.

Just don't know if things are settled?

Without hesitation, he connected directly to the phone.

"Hey, Master Li, has the matter with my friend been resolved?"

"It has been resolved, but there is still something I want to disturb Mr. Luo."

"My dad is not feeling well, and it's inconvenient to answer the phone. Tell me if you have anything to do."

"I want to ask, does the old man still collect huanghuali? There are a lot of 100-year-old huanghuali here..."

"What huanghuali? My father is like this now, how can he have the energy to play with those? Nothing else, hang up first..."

As Luo Jingyuan said, he was about to hang up the phone.

At this time, Mr. Luo, who was sleeping on the hospital bed, suddenly jumped up from the bed, "What huanghuali? Where is it? How many are there?"

Luo Jingyuan couldn't help shaking his head and smiling bitterly, "Dad, you're already like this, why do you still care about Huanghuali?"

The old man glared at him, "You know shit, you don't know shit. Huanghua pear is my lifeblood, without it, I would rather die."

Luo Jingyuan glanced at his crotch, "If Huanghuali is your lifeblood, where did I come from?"

"Stinky boy, you're still making fun of me when you're old?"

The old man was about to fight.

Luo Jingyuan hurriedly dodges.

The two of them depended on each other for half their lives.

Rather than being a father and son, it is better to say that they are best friends, and they talk about almost everything.

"Okay, stop making trouble, and quickly get your phone."

Mr. Luo hurriedly raised his face with a serious look.

Luo Jingyuan had no choice but to hand over the phone.

"Old Li, what did you just say about huanghuali? Where are they? How many are there? What? The whole house is full of huanghuali? Are you kidding me? Okay, okay, tell the seller that money is not a problem, so don't sell it to me. Others. Just stand there and guard for me. If anyone dares to interfere, you will slap him..."

The old man hung up the phone and hurriedly put on his clothes, "Hurry up, it's too late, and the huanghuali will be snatched away by others."

Luo Jingyuan hurriedly stepped forward and begged, "Dad, you haven't recovered yet, so just lie down here honestly, and I'll buy it for you, so it's over?"

The old man shook his head stubbornly, "No, I can only feel at ease when I see those huanghuali with my own eyes."

With that said, he walked out regardless of persuasion.

Luo Jingyuan had nothing to do with his old man, so he had to ask his subordinates to arrange a car.

…

Ye Feng and Chen Xuan are waiting in the courtyard.

Suddenly, a few brakes were heard from outside.

Immediately afterwards, there were several "bang bang" closing sounds.

"Mr. Luo came fast enough. He just hung up the phone, so he's here?"

Ye Feng said in a joking tone.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a group of murderous strong men rushing into the courtyard.

It was Wang Baozhu who walked in the front and led the way.

"Brother Biao, it was this little **** who robbed my house. You must help your brother to uphold justice. After the matter is done, you will definitely benefit from it."

While staring at Ye Feng angrily, he said to the man behind him.

"Don't worry, you are my brother, robbing your house is tantamount to robbing mine, I would like to see, which brat is so short-sighted and bullied my brother?"

As the man spoke, he looked up.

The moment he saw Ye Feng, he felt a shudder from the depths of his soul.

"Ye... Mr. Ye?"