My ex-girlfriend thought I was poor, so I made 100 million by betting on stones.

Lin Xue's expression changed instantly.

After a moment, she seemed to understand something.

"I should have guessed it yesterday."

Lin Xue's expression did not show much surprise.

Since he wants to deal with Yuan Cheng, it means the company is not far away.

In Yang Feng's eyes, Haitian Media can't even be considered a rival.

"How much does it cost?"

Lin Xue asked.

Yang Feng thought about it and said, "One fold."

"This is impossible."

"Didn't you watch the news this morning?"

"What news?"

Lin Xue was a little strange.

After she turned on her phone, it directly pushed a lot of news to her.

As expected, most of them have the words "Haitian Media" on them.

Lin Xue was surprised. After clicking in and reading them one by one, her expression gradually changed from surprise to some disbelief.

This was absolutely precise revenge, and even the chairman of Haitian Media was involved in the case and arrested.

Judging from the current news exposure, there is even the crime of intentional homicide by hiring a killer...

In comparison, other previous charges such as financial fraud seem so insignificant.

After all, intentional homicide is a crime punishable by death.

After a moment, Lin Xue seemed to realize something and looked at Yang Feng and asked, "You did it?"

"I was just thinking, anyway, their company is about to go bankrupt, and many departments are investigating the internal situation. It's a mess. Many people don't dare to take over this mess, and those who dare to take over are waiting and watching."

Yang Feng said with a smile: "Why don't we buy it, maybe it will be useful in the future."

"You...seem to have invested in a lot of movies, right?"

Lin Xue remembered this incident.

The reason why Yang Feng is interested in this company is probably because he has invested in so many movies.

Lin Xue looked at him and said, "This is a turbulent period."

"I know, but if we acquire this company, at least many of its structures will be intact, and we won't have to go through the trouble of hiring people to expand."

Yang Feng said, "It's just that I don't have money, otherwise how could I discuss this good thing with you?"

"It's a good thing..."

Lin Xue seemed to be thinking about something, and finally said: "You can let me buy it together with you."

"What?"

"Then you should give me some of the credits for the movies you invested in before. Didn't I hear that the investment budgets for several movies are going to be increased?"

"Where did you hear that?"

“Someone sent me investment advice before.”

Lin Xue spread her hands and said, "You don't have any money anyway, so let me invest those."

"You had this planned, didn't you?"

“It’s called serendipity.”

Lin Xue had a smug expression and said, "Okay, it's settled. I'm going back to listen to the big star sing."

After saying that, Lin Xue turned around and went back without waiting for Yang Feng to answer.

Yang Feng was a little depressed.

He feels a bit like trying to get the skin of a tiger.

But thinking of his current predicament of being penniless, Yang Feng had no choice but to accept it.

He has indeed made too many investments recently, which has put a lot of pressure on his cash flow.

Back to the hall.

Zhao Zhuwei was quite happy with her singing at this time. When she saw Yang Feng coming in, she greeted him, "Yang Feng! What do you think of my singing?"

"Did our family just kill a pig?"

"Don't defile my voice!"

"I forgot to tell you just now, Xiaoshi said she will be back in the afternoon, who will go with me to pick her up then? I'm going to visit Mr. Lin on the way this afternoon."

Yang Feng asked helplessly.

Speaking of this, Zhao Zhuwei immediately put down the microphone and said excitedly: "I'll go, I'll go!"

"Is she your sister?"

Lu Qingyu asked.

Yang Feng nodded and said, "One year older than you."

"Then I'm going to see her!"

Lu Qingyu immediately agreed excitedly.

Yang Feng nodded and said, "Okay, that's it. Remember this afternoon, don't run around. Also... Hey, where's Murong Wan?"

He looked around and found that Murong Wan had disappeared.

"Sister Murong just went to the backyard."

Zhao Zhuwei said.

When Yang Feng heard this, he felt something was wrong and said, "Will he mess up my stuff again? I'll go check it out first."

"Oh, stop looking. Yang Feng, come and sing. I haven't heard you sing before, but I think you have a very nice voice and you must be very good at singing."

Zhao Zhuwei looked at Yang Feng expectantly.

Yang Feng rolled his eyes and said, "What's there to sing about? Besides, Shui Yunmeng is here. I'm singing in front of her? Do you know the saying 'showing off one's skills before an expert'?"

"It's okay. I want to hear it, too."

Shui Yunmeng's voice drifted over leisurely from the side.

"Vote! Raise your hands if you support me!"

Zhao Zhuwei excitedly started to make trouble.

As soon as she opened her mouth, Yang Feng saw three people raising their hands in unison.

Yang Feng looked at Lin Xue with disdain and said, "Why are you joining in the fun?"

"Anyway, I have nothing to do at home. If you sing well, I will appreciate it. If you sing badly, I will regard it as your black history in the future."

Lin Xue narrowed her eyes.

Yang Feng couldn't imagine what boring things these people would do when they had nothing to do.

But looking at the expectant eyes of several people, Yang Feng could only helplessly say: "Okay, I'll just sing a random song."

"I'll help you find the accompaniment! What do you want to sing?"

“Camel bell?”

For some reason, this song popped up first in Yang Feng's mind.

He has never been to the army, but he has a special feeling for this song.

Zhao Zhuwei immediately helped Yang Feng find the accompaniment and said with a grin, "I want to take a picture of it."

Yang Feng took a deep breath.

He really wasn't that interested in singing.

But maybe because of his background as an ancient warrior, singing is much easier for him now than before.

The high notes that I couldn't sing before can now be sung easily.

It's just that he really didn't have the singing skills, so he just relied on his voice to sing it.

"Seeing off my comrades, I set off on my journey, with two lines of tears in silence..."

Yang Feng sang a song slowly.

Although he sang without any skill, it seemed as if he put a lot of emotion into it.

This also makes people feel that the listening experience is quite different.

As a song falls.

Yang Feng put down the microphone.

Zhao Zhuwei reacted and quickly looked at Shui Yunmeng and asked, "Big star, what do you think of this?"

"It's all emotion, no technique..."

Shui Yunmeng usually finds this comment a bit ironic.

But today, I really felt what it means to have no skills and it's all about emotion.

At this time, Murong Wan came back from the backyard with a lot of fresh tea leaves in her hands. She asked, "Does anyone want to drink some fresh tea leaves?"

Yang Feng was still immersed in his own singing.

Seeing the tea leaves in her hand, he said speechlessly, "Sure enough, you are ruining my tea trees again."

"Yang Feng, are you still growing tea trees?"

Shui Yunmeng asked in surprise.

When Zhao Zhuwei mentioned this, she couldn't help but brag, "Hehe, big star, you don't know, the tea trees planted by Yang Feng are amazing, you definitely can't buy them outside."