Chapter 225 ·Dead

Old Master Bai disagreed, but he still had to pretend to be very empathetic, "Isn't you old? This will be the world of young people in the future. We old people should stay wherever we are cool."

Old Master Yi felt a little moved when he heard this.

He had already become a hand-off manager in the Bai family in Peking, and all the affairs of the family were handed over to his sons. Several sons had business and had a lot of money, and the family was extremely prosperous. They would only come to ask for an idea when things were not accurate. He just drank tea and teased birds, played chess and listened to operas every day, and he didn't know how free and comfortable life was.

But the Bai family in Shanghai is a completely different scene. I heard that the Bai family is still the old man Bai, and he has to intervene in all matters in the family. He is not allowed to question and reject his decision. The decline in the Bai family in Shanghai is directly related to his domineeringness. Although the two families are from the same family, their surname is Bai, their ancestors actually separated in the early years, just to support each other and help each other when they encounter dangers, there is a person who is willing to lend a helping hand. Therefore, they have been walking around for years and the relationship between relatives has not been broken. However, Peking and Shanghai are thousands of miles apart. Old Master Yi has only visited Shanghai for more than ten years, and Old Master Bai doesn't even know where the gate of the Beiping City is opened. Such a relationship is naturally only profit, and there is no question of family affection.

Old Master Yi didn't want to say too much, for fear of irritating Mr. Bai. That old guy is a cruel person, dares to use any means, and will not give up until he achieves his goal. For example, when he came to Shanghai more than ten years ago, he was also to help Mr. Bai handle things... Thinking of everything that happened that year, Old Master Yi felt that Mr. Bai was too scheming, and could not get too close to him, but could not be too far away. How to grasp this scale and measure is especially important. Moreover, small things like Tang's family would not make things happen at all.

He clearly has his own plan.

Although the Bai family in Peking is not as prosperous as the Bai family in Shanghai, it relies on its strong family background. It has been working hard in Peking for many years and has finally gained a foothold. However, outsiders often compare the two families together, saying that the Bai family in Peking is not as strong as the Bai family in Shanghai. When Mr. Yi was a child, he was particularly dissatisfied when he heard this sentence. Can Shanghai be compared with Peking? In the past, Peking was at the foot of the emperor. The wealthy families living here were as many stars in the sky. Anyone moved out was a wealthy family that had been for a hundred years. Even if the Bai family in Shanghai was moved here, they would not show how powerful it was. For example, a pearl fell into a pile of stones, and everyone's eyes were naturally on the pearl. If the pearl fell into a pile of gems, who could see it?

Old Master Yi remembered that after hearing this, his father patted his shoulder with relief and said something encouraged and supported him. It was too far away, and Old Master Yi had long been unable to remember his father's original words, but his father's eager anticipation in his eyes had been remembering him for a lifetime.

Now the reputation of the Bai family in Peking is far above the Bai family in Shanghai. My father under the stakes will be happy when he sees it, right?

Old Master Yi, who lives in a wealthy family, was led by his father to teach him personally since he was a child. He had seen too many tricks of these ghosts and monsters in the mansion. People with discerning eyes could tell at a glance that there were many loopholes in the matter like Tang. Even if Tang was stupid, he would not be able to pull the "adulterator" into his yard. There were Bai Yuanpei's subordinates. Should she keep it secret or fear that others would not know about this? If she was to be powerful, she could only arrange it behind the scenes. She was a rare master. She had a superb wisdom and vision. She could do something so extreme and directly pushed people down to the eighteen levels of hell. She didn't even give her a chance to turn over. Although the methods were ruthless, they were very effective.

Stable, accurate, and ruthless.

This is Mr. Yi’s evaluation of the manipulator of this matter.

He could see a problem that anyone who was far away in Peking could not see. He didn't believe that Old Master Bai wouldn't see it. He just couldn't guess what the old fox was hiding in his head. He sent people to send letters to invite him one after another, and had to urge him to come over quickly.

Old Master Yi was also curious about what the old Master Bai sold in the gourd. Moreover, in the early years, the Bai family in Peking had received many favors from the Bai family in Shanghai. He could not refuse it even if it was reasonable. He had to ignore the kindness of his sons and insisted on coming over.

After hearing Mr. Bai's words, Old Master Yi smiled and said, "As long as we are still alive for one day, they will always be children. Do you think so?" The last sentence was directed at the men present.

Bai Yuanze and others quickly agreed, and the voices were heard one after another, and Bai Yuande couldn't even insert his mouth.

Mrs. Cai was so anxious that she felt that Bai Yuande could not attend the banquet, and she couldn't even say anything on the scene at this time. No wonder Mr. Bai didn't like him, and if he had changed himself, he would look down on him even more.

I was blind at the beginning, why did I marry such a wine bag?

She was about to say something to make up for it, but she didn't expect that Old Master Yi spoke first. He waved to his second son Bai Yuanpu, who was standing behind him, introduced everyone to him, and said, "This is not a distant relative who is inseparable. He is a person with the same blood as ours. He is your brother. You are so close to each other. When I am gone in the future, you still have to move around. You must not let this relationship be broken."

Bai Yuanpu took a step forward obediently and greeted everyone politely. Several people communicated their names and seniority. It turned out that Bai Yuanpu and Bai Yuande were only two months older than him in the same year.

Old Master Yi and Bai Yuanpu rarely come to Shanghai. In addition to the inner room, the outer room must also be expressed. The three-bedroom apartment headed by Bai Yuanze invited Old Master Yi and Bai Yuanpu to go home for a few days to have dinner. Old Master Yi was very happy when he heard this, and he agreed without thinking. The eldest lady saw that he agreed to it with pleasure, which was many times better than the sarcastic old Master Bai. When she saw Old Master Yi's eyes became more friendly, she smiled and said, "Uncle is willing to come to the house to appreciate his face. I will cook a few side dishes for you to try. Don't look at me young, but the cooking skills are really good. What dishes do you like to eat? Order me in advance and I will make it for you."

Old Master Yi smiled and said, "I don't have anything to choose. I can eat whatever you cook. Can you make braised pork? I still remember eating it once when I came to Shanghai more than ten years ago. I still remember the special taste."

"Of course I will, that's my specialty." When the eldest wife heard this, she became more enthusiastic about Mr. Yi. She was all elders. Look at the old man Yi, she doesn't like to bother others at all. Look at the old man Bai on her own, she is simply a devil born to torture people. Mrs. Ze still remembers that many years ago, she had promised to have a good banquet at home. The dinner at home was ready, and he suddenly didn't want to come. Bai Yuanze gritted his teeth and asked for help several times. He came late and picked up the delicacies on the table. What dishes were fried and the fish was steamed... There was no problem that he couldn't tell. He was not just in his own house. Bai Yuanheng and Bai Yuanyou's two rooms had suffered a lot of losses, and everyone secretly told him to be difficult to serve.

The servants from the third room outside complained to him. As soon as they heard that Old Master Bai was coming to his house, the servants sighed, looking like they couldn't survive with great grudges.

Then the eldest lady didn't believe these words and couldn't be heard in Old Master Bai's ears. He must have known everything, just pretending not to know.

When Mr. Bai heard them rushing to invite Mr. Yi to the house, his face was indeed not very good. He coughed twice, not wanting to talk too far, and said straight to the point, "Your Uncle Yi came from afar from Peking because of this incident caused by the Tang family. As the saying goes, you can't write two white characters in one stroke. The Bai family in Peking and the Bai family in Shanghai are the same. The matter is related to the family reputation. I can't care about being shameless. I can only come back with shamelessness and ask him for advice and see how to deal with this matter so as not to fall into the real world."

Mr. Yi sighed when he saw this, "A family like us is most afraid of such a thing. Once it is not handled well, its descendants will be affected. Should the female family members in the family be human? However, Tang always insists on his innocence, and the manager of Song Fu is killed and he will not let go. Your old man has heard no one's words, so he thought of me and asked me to come back to help him listen to it to see who's more credible."

Old Master Bai nodded from the side and confirmed Mr. Yi's words from the side.

Old Master Yi continued, "But I never expected that before I could interrogate, the man named Song Fu died last night..."

Before he could finish his words, a burst of shock and suspicion rang out in the ancestral hall.

Tang's face turned pale on the spot.

That...Song Fu... is dead...
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