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

Yang Feng was a little confused.

Zhuge family and Sima family?

Wouldn’t that become a thousand-year feud?

Seeing Yang Feng's expression, Song Fei was not surprised and just said: "It seems that Mr. Yang is not from the Zhuge family as rumored."

"I've said it countless times."

Yang Feng rolled his eyes.

Song Fei laughed and said: "But the rumors are actually not wrong. The Zhuge family does have a tradition of sending family members to join the world for training. Mr. Yang has great medical skills and such strength, so it is normal for others to misunderstand him."

"Is this Zhuge family powerful?"

"I don't know. For us, those unborn families are a black box. No one knows their true strength, but one thing that is certain is that they have something we don't have."

Seinfeld shook his head.

Yang Feng was a little disbelieving and said, "I think you should have some knowledge of these families, right?"

"Mr. Yang's guess is good, but we can't say."

Seinfeld's expression of regret.

Yang Feng seemed to have guessed that an organization like Sein Fei's would definitely evaluate all opponents, including these hidden families.

Seeing Yang Feng's curiosity, Song Fei said, "Actually, if Mr. Yang is really interested, you can go to the Doctors Conference in the ancient city."

"Medical Conference? I seem to have some impression. They gave me an invitation when I was at Murong's house before."

Yang Feng remembered that the invitation was still gathering dust at home.

Song Fei nodded and smiled: "The Doctors Conference is very large in China. If Mr. Yang is lucky, he may be able to meet people from the Zhuge family."

"Really?"

"Although their people are from a family that has never been born in the world, people with experience will go to places related to medical skills. After all, the Zhuge family's medical skills are gold-lettered."

Song Fei said to Yang Feng.

Yang Feng understood and said, "Thank you very much."

"I think the meal is almost ready. Mr. Yang, why don't you finish eating here and then go back?"

"Can I walk around?"

Yang Feng asked.

Song Fei was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said: "Of course, if Mr. Yang wants to pack it, I will ask them to make more for you to pack."

"Hey, then I'm welcome."

Yang Feng knew that rich people like Song Fei didn't care about fighting landlords.

What's more, there are two people at home who are still hungry.

After Yang Feng had dinner here, Seinfei had people prepare insulated food boxes and meals.

In addition to some exquisite snacks, there are also some freshly cooked dishes.

Every ingredient in these dishes is extremely precious, and they should be produced in specialized farms, so they cannot be purchased even outside.

Yang Feng carried the things, and Song Fei had people take Yang Feng back home.

More than seven o'clock in the evening.

Home hall.

The lights were bright, and the home was eerily quiet at this time.

Zhao Zhuwei and Lin Xue were sitting at the dining table.

The two of them stared at each other with a bowl of egg fried rice in front of them.

"Sister Xue, why don't you eat?"

Zhao Zhuwei asked strangely.

Lin Xue swallowed her saliva and said, "I...I want to drink some water first."

I have been eating egg fried rice for several days in a row. Who can resist this?

Fortunately, at this time, Yang Feng walked in from outside.

This made both of them turn their heads at the same time.

"Yang Feng?! You're back! Come and try the food I cooked!"

Zhao Zhuwei quickly pulled Yang Feng to sit next to him.

But then, she saw several food boxes carried by Yang Feng and asked curiously: "What are these?"

"I just had dinner at a friend's house, and I packed a few things and came back."

"Let me see what it is."

Zhao Zhuwei curiously opened this special insulated food box.

Yang Feng went to the kitchen, took out a plate, and poured out the food.

Here are some snacks, stir-fries and soups.

But the strange thing is that these dishes should be somewhat old since they have been packed for such a long time.

But when it was poured out of the food box, it was just like it had just come out of the pot.

A scent wafted out.

This is not the smell of spices, but the fragrance of the ingredients themselves, which is very tempting.

"Which friend's house did you go to for dinner?"

As soon as Lin Xue saw the color, aroma and taste of this dish, she knew it was not simple.

Zhao Zhuwei also looked at Yang Feng suspiciously and said, "Yang Feng, could it be that you went to a restaurant by yourself and didn't take us with you?"

Both of these rich ladies could tell that this dish was obviously not something that could be made at home.

Yang Feng spread his hands and said: "That friend is richer, what do you two mean by your suspicious eyes? Do you want to eat or not?"

"Eat! Look at the quality of this dish, it's barely worthy of my egg fried rice."

Zhao Zhuwei said confidently.

Yang Feng didn't know where her confidence came from.

But these dishes taste really good.

After eating and drinking.

Yang Feng also happened to tell Zhao Zhuwei that he was going to Changcheng tomorrow. Ask her if she wants to come with her.

However, it seems that Zhao Zhuwei still has something to do, and she also wants to go back to her parents' house for a while.

After all, after living outside for a long time, I still want to go home and visit.

One night passed like this.

The next morning.

There was already a car outside to pick them up and take them to the airport.

Yang Feng also knew this person. He was Lin Xue's former assistant Xiao Qing.

She sent the two of them to the airport, and her eyes still showed disbelief as she watched them walk into the door.

"Has it reached this point?"

Xiaoqing's expression was blank.

She didn't expect that Yang Feng had already returned to his hometown with Lin Xue.

Could it be that he went to see his ancestors?

It's just that Yang Feng has no interest in this.

He just got on the plane easily and sat next to Lin Xue.

On the plane, first class.

Compared to economy class, the biggest advantage of first class is privacy.

Especially for a rich man like Lin Xue, he doesn't want his whereabouts to be known.

After the plane took off and stabilized.

Lin Xue looked at Yang Feng beside him and asked, "By the way, why are you going to Chongshan this time?"

"I heard it's a famous tourist attraction there, so I went to check it out."

"Attraction?"

Lin Xue was full of doubts and said: "That mountain is not far from my hometown town. It is just a barren mountain. Where can it be a scenic spot?"

"No? Maybe I remembered it wrong."

Yang Feng said casually.

Lin Xue was speechless and said, "How on earth do you know about Chongshan? That mountain doesn't seem to be famous. It's only known by some locals. Even I rarely go there."

"Listen to what one of your locals said."

Yang Feng didn't explain much.

Lin Xue did not continue to ask.

But this time when I returned to my hometown, there were still some important things.

Yang Feng suddenly remembered and said, "By the way, why are there just the two of us this time? Where are your parents?"

"He still has a few very important clients to meet. Let's go back first. Then we will send some things to the people in the village and visit some relatives."

Lin Xue felt a little headache when she mentioned this.

Especially when it comes to visiting relatives, she is very reluctant.

However, due to the instructions from my parents, I had no choice but to do it.