C102 Problems on the Grave

Two days later, Zhou Boyi learned from different reliable sources that Huang Weidong had indeed issued an order to all the members of the Yellow River Pearl Club, the wealthy tycoons, asking everyone to work together to help Hua Cheng Corporation get out of trouble.

This Jianghu Order was quickly spread to every corner of Daan County, especially in the business world. After the initial shock, everyone was very excited to talk about it.

Such a very mysterious thing was most likely to arouse the interest and curiosity of others, which was the so-called "Pandora's Effect. " Back then, Zeus had betrothed Pandora to Prometheus' younger brother, Yabimetheus, as his wife. He had also given Pandora a sealed box. He had repeatedly instructed her not to open it.

However, Pandora had a strong curiosity. In the end, she couldn't help but open the box. In an instant, illness, disaster, and pain flew out of the box. There was no longer only happiness in the world. Thus, with Pandora's uncontrollable curiosity, Zeus achieved his goal.

In the history of the small county by the Yellow River of Daan, there had been a few such extremely mysterious incidents that had attracted a lot of attention. Although a long time had passed, it was still enthusiastically discussed by countless people.

In fact, that was the truth of the matter. That day, after Zhou Boyi politely rejected him, he walked out of the He Feng Bank's door. The weather was gray, and the sun was warm but not clear. There was even a little cold wind. Fan Wenbin felt angry, but at the same time, he was also a little depressed. "What a troubled time. "

It had been more than twenty years since he had borrowed the first loan from the He Feng Bank, and they had been getting along very well. Because of this, Hua Cheng Group stopped working with the Industrial Bank Agricultural Bank and other state-owned banks. They viewed He Feng Bank as their only 'lover'.

Of course, the upper echelons of Hefeng Bank were very optimistic about the development prospects of Huacheng Group. They believed that it would definitely be listed, so they converted a large amount of loans into shares in an attempt to become the second largest shareholder. However, after the company was listed, Red Leaf Hotel's Pang Chengchuan had firmly sat as the second-largest shareholder of Hucheng Group.

Later, due to the difference in operating principles, Pang Chengchuan angrily withdrew from Hucheng Group and transferred all his shares. Taking advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, Hefeng Bank took a lot of shares without hesitation and replaced Pang Chengchuan as the second biggest shareholder of Hucheng Group.

However, along with the failure of Hefeng Bank's public listing plan, Zhou Boyi planned the "Gambling Agreement" based on the suggestion of his classmate and 'best friend' who worked at the SEC. He also got the approval and support of Chairman Zhao Yingzhe of the board of directors, completely destroying Fan Wenbin's dream of getting a loan to get through the crisis.

Sigh, to lean on mountains and reverse the flow of water. At the critical moment, he still had to rely on himself. He simply could not count on others. Fan Wenbin stood in front of the entrance of He Feng Bank, raised his head to look at the sky, and helplessly thought of this old saying. At the same time, he could not help but feel a trace of loneliness in his heart.

At the same time, he could not help but think of Huang Weidong's earlier advice. "At that time, if I had listened to him, there wouldn't have been so many lousy things. Now that I've become a pawn that crosses the river, I can only brace myself and move forward instead of taking half a step back. "

After pondering randomly for a moment, a strong thought suddenly arose in his heart, and he immediately decided to go to the Yellow River Pearl Club. Who cares if it's raining or getting married, there will always be a road ahead of the mountain, and when the boat reaches the bridge, it will naturally be straight. He first had a drink with Huang Shiren to relieve his worries.

Seeing Fan Wenbin come uninvited, apart from being slightly surprised, ZhenYangzi received this old friend very warmly and attentively. Normally, he did not have any urgent matters. He would either talk about the Taoism classic Daode Scripture in the White Cloud Daoist Temple, or stay in the Yellow River Pearl Club, drink tea, or chat, and take care of his friends in the pugilistic world on behalf of his boss, Huang Weidong.

"Director Fan, have you been very busy recently? Why do you look a little haggard?" Huang Weidong had told him intermittently about the Hua Cheng Group, so he knew a little about it. Today, Fan Wenbin's sudden arrival was indeed out of my expectations.

He was very respectful to this boss, whose name was Man Daan County and even the business world of Xijing City. In the early 90s of the last century, even though "jumping ship into the sea" became a fashionable word that many young people talked about, but to really dare to resign from his official position to do business in Daan County without caring about the consequences, in Daan County, Fan Wenbin was probably the first.

Now, more than 20 years had passed. After a tough struggle, his career had become successful and he became the boss of a listed company. In the four counties and two districts of Xijing City, it could be said with certainty that he had become the boss of a listed company. There was only Fan Wenbin. He was alone.

"Rushing blindly. " Fan Wenbin laughed self-deprecatingly, and pretended to be careless as he said, "I passed by here today, so I came to take a look. I haven't seen you for a long time, so I miss this old friend of yours. " Then, he very naturally complimented the other party, "When did I live as free and easy as a Taoist priest? That's good. "

After burying his grandfather, Fan Zhengkun, because he took over the renovation project of the original Wind Lightning Factory's living area, a series of unexpected things happened. At the same time that Fan Wenbin was busy, he was also badly battered and even covered in dirt.

When the Fan family's old camp was choosing the tomb for his grandfather, the words that Zhenyang Yangzi had said to his father, Fan Youmin, had come from his mouth. "If Great-Grandfather Fan continues to be buried here, I'm afraid that it will be detrimental to his descendants in the future. " Later on, Fan Wenbin heard it from his father.

That was on the night of his niece Fan Caixia's engagement. Due to the disagreement between the father and son regarding how to protect the interests and reputation of the Fan family, there was a huge disagreement. In order not to cause an even more intense argument, her mother, Wang Fang, came forward in time to stop this kind of conversation that would hurt the relationship between the father and son.

After his second brother, Fan Wengong, left the quad and returned to his home, his third brother, Fan Wenlin, went to his room to sleep. Fan Youmin called his eldest son to his room, closed the door, and carefully said the words that had been pressing on his heart for a long time.

At this stage, this sentence was very heavy in his heart. It was so heavy that he almost could not breathe, especially when he heard that his son had died in the company. He felt even more depressed and frustrated. Sometimes, even in his dreams, he would dream of this sentence.

After listening to his father's narration, after being shocked, Fan Wenbin began to ponder deeply in his heart. He was very clear about the matter of choosing another tomb for his grandfather. He had also discussed it with the other uncles, but he received a strong opposition from the other party.

Later, he wanted to ask ZhenYangzi Zi to come forward and persuade the 'opposition' whose second uncle Fan had become the leader. However, he did not expect that ZhenYangzi Zi, with Wei Mazi's tragic experience as an example, had very cleverly rejected Fan Wenbin's proposal. In the end, the minority who obeyed the majority still buried their grandfather in the old camp of the Fan family.

As for the words that ZhenYangzi Zi had personally said to his father when he had chosen the tomb, it was the first time he had heard them. He could not help but think of the series of troubles that had happened recently, and his mood immediately became heavy.

Could it be that the words that ZhenYangzi Zi had said were true? The Feng Shui of the Fan family's old camp had already been exhausted by the ancestors after over two hundred years? If his grandfather was buried here, would it really be detrimental to his descendants? Especially to the descendants of their big house.

Hence, Fan Wenbin decided to find a suitable opportunity to personally ask ZhenYangzi himself to confirm whether it was true or not. If that was really the case, then he would have to think of a way to treat it. Otherwise, it was very likely that something would happen.

Now, seeing that Huang Weidong was not around, In the club, there was only one person, Zhenyang Zi, who felt that the opportunity had come. After some small talk, He consciously shifted the topic to Yin Yang Feng Shui and asked half-jokingly and half-seriously, "Elder Taoist, You are a famous Feng Shui master on both sides of the Yellow River. I want to ask you a question. What is the best Feng Shui?"

After listening to his father's narration, he also found some books on Yin and Yang Feng Shui. When he was free, he flipped through them. He wanted to compare them with the books and see if the Feng Shui of the old camp of the Fan family had been used up. However, the books said it very mysteriously, and he was unable to understand it for a moment, so he could only give up.

Regarding things like Yin Yang Fengshui, which were extremely mysterious in people's hearts, to be honest, Fan Wenbin did not believe it too much. However, during this period of time, Hua Cheng Group was indeed very uncomfortable. One after another, things happened. Coupled with the fact that his father said it was very serious and serious, it made him a little believe it.

Regarding Fan Wenbin's very rude and unconventional question, Zhenyang Yangzi felt a little disgusted. He felt that it had offended his pride, but it was a hindrance to his feelings. He just sneered a few times, and after a moment, he said very seriously, "Director Fan, Feng Shui is a very rigorous science, and there is no room for doubt and blasphemy. "