Flash marriage to the underworld boss, the queen of metaphysics is sweet and wild

No matter how reluctant Wen Qi was, she was still sent to school on the first day of school, and Feng Ce personally sent her there all the way to the door of the dormitory building.

Wen Qi had no chance of escaping. She sighed, got out of the car, took the suitcase from the driver, and said resignedly: "Go back, I will teach you well, and I will never embarrass you."

Feng Ce nodded and said, "If you have anything, you can tell me."

At this time, Wen Qi still didn't know what was going on. It wasn't until she was walking upstairs that she remembered what kind of life [Wen Qi] was having in school.

Wen Qi narrowed her eyes and suddenly smiled. The fun of going to school was now here.

Wen Qi's dormitory is on the sixth floor. Take the elevator directly up and turn right to the second room, 606.

After confirming that it was correct, she opened the door directly.

The dormitory conditions of Yunhai University are very good, with log-style four-person rooms, a bed and a table, an independent bathroom and balcony, and even a small kitchen.

The four beds are facing each other. Except for the one on the left side near the balcony, which is still empty, the other three beds are all made up.

But the bed was empty, and the table, chairs, and even the cupboard with the door slightly open below were full of things.

Wen Qi dragged the suitcase over and walked around it, but there was no one there.

She raised her eyebrows, drew a ghost charm on the spot, and stuck it on the floor-to-ceiling window of the balcony.

After a while, a hunched old ghost floated in.

Wen Qi looked at him and was a little surprised, "From the Qing Dynasty?" This hairstyle is so recognizable.

The old ghost bent even more, "Returning to your lord, this old slave served all the masters in the palace when he was alive. After his death, he missed the time of reincarnation. He can only wander around the world and make a living by helping all the lords with their affairs."

The old ghost was obviously used to doubts from the Heavenly Master, and he introduced himself in a thorough manner.

Wen Qi understood that generally ghosts did not go to the underworld to be reincarnated, and had only two endings: either their souls died, or they turned into ghosts in order to survive. The old ghost in front of him took the third path, running errands for the Heavenly Master and living on the Heavenly Master's rewards.

"You are very brave. Not many ghosts dare to approach the Heavenly Master." Wen Qi asked curiously: "What can you do?"

The old ghost replied respectfully: "Inquiring about information, moving items, and occasionally taking orders for threats."

"Hey, the business is quite extensive." Wen Qi smiled and said: "Just in time, I have something for you to move."

The old ghost stood up a little straighter and said, "My lord, just ask."

Just as Wen Qi was about to speak, she suddenly remembered that one of her roommates was the second young lady of the wealthy Tao family in Yunhai City. She was very pampered. The key is that this Tao family is quite powerful.

If she was still alone in the past, of course she would not care about other people's identities, but it is different now. She is married to Feng Ce, and everything she says and does outside is linked to the Feng family.

So, she had to ask first.

When he received Wen Qi's call, Feng Ce had just entered the garage's exclusive elevator, which led directly to the 39th floor where the president's office was located.

The signal in the elevator was not good, and the phone was disconnected before the two of them could speak. After getting out of the elevator, Feng Ce called her again.

The call was quickly connected, and Feng Ce's voice was slightly cold, "What's wrong?"

Wen Qi didn't waste any time and asked directly: "If I offend someone outside, will it bring trouble to the Feng family?"

Feng Ce was silent for a second and said solemnly: "No one can cause trouble to the Feng family."

Wen Qi immediately laughed, "Our President Feng is so domineering! Then you can go about your business, I won't disturb you anymore, bye! Remember not to be too tired!"

Feng Ce's expression softened slightly, "Yeah."

After hanging up the phone, Feng Ce didn't care at all that the entire CEO office was too quiet. He controlled the wheelchair and walked straight to his office.

It wasn't until he reached the door that a panicked voice sounded behind him: "Mr. Feng!"

Feng Ce stopped, turned his wheelchair skillfully and looked over. The man striding over was a strange young man. At least he had not seen him when he was working a year ago.

The young man stopped three steps in front of Feng Ce, sweating slightly on his forehead as he stared at him. He was obviously a cripple in a wheelchair, so why did he still have such a strong aura? Even looking up made him feel strongly oppressed.

Feng Ce waited for three seconds, but couldn't wait for his next words. He tapped his knees impatiently with his fingertips and asked coldly: "Is something wrong?"

The young man smiled and said, "Mr. Feng, this office is currently being used by Mr. Hua. Mr. Hua is receiving guests. It's not appropriate for you to go in."

Feng Ce's expression remained unchanged, his thin lips parted slightly, "Feng Hua's previous office can no longer be used?"

The young man considered it and replied: "It can be used, but Mr. Hua is now acting as the CEO of the group and often meets with distinguished guests. The previous office was too small, so we moved it here."

Feng Ce nodded and ordered: "Go and clean up his old office."

The young man's heart skipped a beat and he had many guesses, but he didn't have the courage to ask, so he could only answer and walked away quickly.

Feng Ce just sat there and didn't move. Almost half an hour later, the door of the closed office behind him opened, and the young man came back sweating, "Mr. Feng, everything is packed."

Feng Ce nodded and turned the wheelchair to face the office.

"Feng Ce? It's really you!" The middle-aged man in a suit with a slightly bulging beer belly stepped forward with a surprised look on his face.

Feng Ce's lips curled up slightly, and with a small movement, the indifference on his body was resolved, and his whole demeanor became approachable, "Uncle Gong."

Gong Junliang patted his shoulder and said with a smile: "Good boy, I heard my dad say you were fine before. I couldn't believe it. I didn't expect it to be true. Are you going to go back to work?"

Feng Ce nodded and turned to look at Feng Hua at the door, "I'm almost in good health now. I have to share some of the burden for grandpa."

Feng Hua's body froze slightly, but a smile appeared on his face, as if he was happy for him.

"It's a good thing that you have this filial piety, but you should also take care of your health. This is just right. Don't be too tired." Gong Junliang glanced at his watch, "I have something else to do, so I have to leave first. I'll go home for dinner when I have time. I'll see you aunt You will be happy."

Feng Ce agreed and sent Gong Junliang all the way to the elevator.

Feng Hua, who originally came out to see off guests as the master, unknowingly turned into a follower.

When the elevator door closed, Feng Hua said: "I heard you were well a few days ago. I've always wanted to see you, but I couldn't find the time. I didn't expect you to come today. Why didn't you tell me in advance?"

Feng Ce turned around and walked to the office, his expression returned to a cold expression, "Of course I have to go back to work after my illness is cured. What's it like to stay at home all the time?"

Feng Hua tightened his palms and said in a relaxed and casual tone: "Then you should get familiar with it. The group has added many new projects this year."

Feng Ce entered the office first, turned to look at him, and said coldly: "In one year, seven new projects have been added, three of which have an estimated investment of over one billion, one project has an estimated investment of over five billion, and the duration of all projects is the shortest. It will also take five years. Feng Hua, do you know what it means to bite off more than you can chew?"

The smile on Feng Hua's face could no longer be maintained. He took a deep breath and said, "Before the project started, I asked a professional team to conduct a risk assessment. Although it took a long time, I will definitely make a profit without losing money."

Feng Ce was completely unmoved, "There is no such thing as a guaranteed profit in business. You are too radical. Take your things and go out."

Feng Hua still wanted to defend himself, but was stunned when he heard this, "What do you mean?"

Feng Ce looked at him coldly and announced: "You have been dismissed."