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Chapter 494: Kings do not see each other, Exposing the Evil of the Zuo Family! (1)

Zuo Tianfeng didn’t want to believe a word Si Fuqing said.

However, with the future of Zuo Xianyu and the Zuo Corporation at stake, he had no choice but to humbly make the call under duress.

After two rings, the other party answered, “Dad? Aren’t you supposed to be in

Sijiu City? How did it go, is everything settled?”

“Xianyu, tell me honestly, can you still write business proposals?” Zuo

Tianfeng’s voice trembled, “Do you still have your business talent?”

Zuo Xianyu’s pupils contracted sharply, and she replied calmly, “Dad, what are you talking about? Talent doesn’t just disappear. I’ve just been really tired these days.”

However, Zuo Tianfeng knew Zuo Xianyu too well. Hearing her say this, his heart sank completely.

Zuo Xianyu was incredibly proud.

Ever since the old Master Zuo discovered her business talent and took her to navigate the business world, hearing praise from those around her, how could she possibly use excuses to cover up?

Had the Zuo family really stolen Si Fuqings luck?

Zuo Tianfeng stared blankly ahead, not even responding to Zuo Xianyu’s continuous calls from the handset.

Shang Lu ended the call, looking towards Si Fuqing, “Miss Si?”

“Proceed according to the interrogation process,” Si Fuqing stood up, “The person in charge can be jailed for twenty years, right?”

“Yes,” Shang Lu nodded, “But if we’re harsher, the death penalty is also an option.”

“Fine,” Si Fuqing’s gaze fell on the stupefied Zuo Tianfeng, slowly, “Then let it be as you wish.”

It wasn’t until the sound of the door opening and closing rang out that Zuo Tianfeng snapped back from his extreme fear and panic.

He struggled forcefully, his eyes red, “Si Fuqing! Si Fuqing, come back!”

Despite the absurdity of the situation, Zuo Tianfeng had no choice but to believe.

Before old Master Zuo brought Si Fuqing back, the Zuo family had some say in Lin City but was far from being a top-notch wealthy family, let alone securing today’s number one position.

Since Si Fuqing arrived at the Zuo family, their business had flourished, signing many major deals, and luck had been exceptionally good.

In contrast, Si Fuqing’s condition worsened as the Zuo family’s fortunes rose.

It seemed the old Master Zuo had somehow transferred the luck from Si Fuqing to the Zuo family continuously for thirteen years.

But if, as Si Fuqing said, the luck was taken back, what would become of the Zuo family?

Zuo Tianfeng dared not think further, his voice hoarse with desperation, “Si Fuqing, come back! Please, come back!”

“Stay quiet!” Shang Lu administered a tranquilizer, “I told you, once you’re in, don’t think about leaving.”

Zuo Tianfeng’s vision darkened, and he passed out once again.

Outside, Si Fuqing received a call from Nian Tingchu.

“Hello, Uncle,” Si Fuqing said, “Yes, I’ll be back in Northern State by the end of August. I’ll just make it for my cousin’s school exam. I’ve already told him I’ll check his work, or else I’ll take all the gifts back.”

“Alright, you and Auntie take care, don’t work too hard. I can earn the money.”

After the call, Si Fuqing checked the time.

Four o’clock.

She could still make it to her job with her boss.

She sent Yu Xiheng a message asking where he was.

A few seconds later, Si Fuqing received an address.

It was a pedestrian street in Sijiu City.

Si Fuqing applied some makeup and, with sunglasses, a mask, and a hat fully equipped, rode a shared bicycle there.

The pedestrian street was bustling, with various small vendors lining both sides.

Standing at the entrance, she could already smell the aroma of cakes and grilled meat.

Si Fuqing pressed down on her cap, surveying her surroundings.

Good, no one noticed her.

She quickly found Yu Xiheng.

Though he was dressed casually today, his physique was unmistakable, and his distinguished aura made him stand out in the crowd.

Sensing her gaze, the man turned his head, meeting her eyes calmly.

“Why did you bring this mask out?” Si Fuqing approached, pointing to his face, “It’s an antique, it should be cherished.”

“It’s fine,” Yu Xiheng spoke unhurriedly, “Many people are wearing them.”

Seeing that at least six or seven out of ten people around were wearing masks identical to Yu Xiheng’s, Si Fuqing was speechless.

Fine, the legacy ofEmperor Yin is the true pinnacle.

A pinnacle of one thousand five hundred years.

“But this one is real,” Si Fuqing couldn’t help but reach out to touch the mask,

“The texture is different..”