Immortal Becomes a Stay-at-home Dad After Return

After the man finished speaking, he lowered his head and bowed slightly to Zhou Qi. Chen Feng saw it in his eyes and was shocked in his heart. He is very familiar with this friend of his, and there are really too few people who can make him bow his head. He used to fight against competitors in the mine, but he dared to fight with a gun. He had a hot temper and refused to accept anyone, otherwise he would not have taught such a son.

But it is also understandable, after all, the person he is facing now can no longer be described as a human being.

His martial arts attainments, according to the monks of that island country, are Bodhisattvas. Bodhisattvas in the physical body can be seen.

"Yan Haichao, you are here, but I didn't expect you to come so soon."

Zhou Qi took a deep breath of cigarettes, looked at him with a smile, "It seems that your little son is really important to you. No wonder, your wife has given birth to you four daughters, and the little three and four outside are also very important to you. The one who gave birth to you is a daughter, that's why you spoil him like this. However, since you can come to find me, you should understand my temper, if you say let it go, will you let it go?"

At this moment, Chen Feng looked at Zhou Qi again, his perception was completely different from that in the island country.

Zhou Qi in the island country is like an ordinary college student, amiable and amiable. But sitting here now, it's like Asura sitting in the sky, powerful and lofty. From the beginning to the end, he didn't say anything excessive, but he just gave people endless pressure. Even Chen Feng, who was used to seeing big shots, couldn't help swallowing quietly.

Yan Haichao's forehead was already covered with cold sweat, he wiped it with a handkerchief, hesitant to speak.

"Mr. Zhou Qi, I understand. Since I have decided to negotiate with you, I must come here with sincerity."

He collected himself, sighed and said: "Although I, Yan Haichao, have been domineering all my life, I am not a fool. Yan Chuxiong also worshiped a master when he was young, and we also know several martial arts families. But they are all in the north, and there seems to be no one there. I can really come here to put pressure on you. How about this, I am willing to spend 200 million yuan to buy my son's life, I don't know how?"

Hearing the number he said, even Chen Feng's eyelids couldn't help but twitch.

200 million doesn't seem like a lot, and naturally there is no way to compare with their family property, which can easily cost tens of billions. But whoever it is, there is no way to agree so happily. After all, Li Ka-shing, the richest Chinese man, was able to spend one billion to save his son. This is cash, not illusory promises such as shares or dividends.

Zhou Qi flicked the cigarette ash, expressionless, no one knew what he was thinking.

But the more he was like this, without saying anything, the more pressure he put on Yan Haichao, and his back was already wet with cold sweat.

Seeing that Zhou Qi did not respond for a long time, he gritted his teeth and said: "Mr. Zhou Qi, the mining industry is not easy to do now, and it is not easy to withdraw 200 million in cash. How about 500 million? I will call now The phone calls can be cashed out by the subordinates, delivered to you, or entered into your account. It really can’t be any more, no matter how much, I really can’t get it out.”

Chen Feng couldn't bear to see Yan Haichao like this, and wanted to speak, but was interrupted by Zhou Qi.

He waved his hand, tapped on the table and said, "Yan Haichao, you underestimate me and yourself too much. As a wealthy man in the north, the money is only on your face, but secretly, your assets are It’s staggering. Not only 500 million, but even 1 billion, you can get it out. Sometimes you don’t push yourself, you don’t know how rich you are.”

When Yan Haichao heard this, his expression changed slightly, but he didn't dare to get angry in front of Zhou Qi.

He gritted his teeth, as if he was struggling fiercely in his heart, and did not directly agree.

"Well, let's not complicate simple issues. I don't want any money."

Zhou Qi took a puff of cigarette and looked at him lightly, "I don't want anything else. I didn't fix your son to blackmail you. Well, I want one of your mines. Don't be nervous, I have already investigated, not Your most profitable mines, but the mine in Hongyan Village, are about to cease production, right? The remaining value is estimated to be around 300 million."

Hearing Zhou Qi's words, Yan Haichao's face changed again, his eyes were flickering on and off.

He was surprised, not only because of Zhou Qi's information, but also because Zhou Qi didn't open his mouth like a lion.

According to his intelligence gathering on Zhou Qi, anyone who is forced to do business with him, even if he is not dead, will have to shed a layer of skin. But he never expected that he just asked for a mine that was about to be abandoned. Originally, he should have agreed immediately, but he still vaguely felt that something was wrong, but he still didn't know where the problem was.

"Yan Haichao, I advise you not to speculate on my thoughts, otherwise I may take my life back."

As he said that, Zhou Qi stubbed out his cigarette and looked at him indifferently, "If you are not satisfied with my decision, I can ask you for some more things, such as the most profitable l-12 mining area. Or, I can help What do you think about your son undergoing sex reassignment surgery and giving your daughters another little sister?"

Zhou Qi's words made Yan Haichao break out in a cold sweat, and shook his head frantically.

He cupped his fists and said: "Mr. Zhou Qi, I completely agree with your request. I will let the company's legal affairs to draft the mining area transfer agreement. I will carry the official seal with me. There is no problem. After the legal affairs fax the contract, I will immediately It can be signed immediately. In addition, I will add 200 million sincerity money, which will be counted as our solemn apology to you from the Chu family!"

Although Yan Haichao knew something was wrong, since he couldn't figure it out, he simply didn't think about it.

Instead of entangled in these problems, it is better to stabilize Zhou Qi and satisfy him first, so that his son can return safely.

Zhou Qi nodded, and suddenly laughed, "Yan Haichao, if I'm not wrong, someone should have asked you to bring this thing over, right? I didn't expect them to find you. It's interesting."

Chen Feng couldn't help being taken aback, and then he realized that the wooden box that Yan Haichao had been carrying was actually brought to Zhou Qi by someone.

Yan Haichao hurriedly nodded yes, and handed the wooden brocade box to Zhou Qi with both hands.

"Okay, you go out first, I will ask the secretary to take you to the lounge. There is a fax machine there, I hope you can solve it as soon as possible."

Hearing Zhou Qi's words, Yan Haichao didn't dare to disobey, and he didn't dare to look at what was in the box, so he stood up and opened the door and walked out. When he walked out the door, he let out a long sigh of relief. According to China during the Republic of China, Yan Haichao was equivalent to a warlord, equivalent to a bandit leader. He dared to do anything by burning, killing and looting, but Zhou Qi and that person were under extremely heavy pressure.

That person is the one who came to give this wooden brocade box.

Zhou Qi didn't shy away from Chen Feng either, he crushed the sealant on the brocade box with a snap of his fingers, and opened it directly.

There are no imaginary gold and silver treasures inside, only calligraphy and paintings rolled into long tubes.

Seeing this, Chen Feng also moved his head curiously, wanting to see what kind of extraordinary thing this item that Yan Haichao could deliver as a "courier boy" was. At their level and rank, he couldn't help guessing whether it was Zhang Daqian's delicate shrimp, or Tang Bohu's gorgeous calligraphy and painting?

Zhou Qi's eyes first lingered on the family emblem pattern on the brocade box for a moment, and then he took out the rice paper.

When the tabletop was completely spread out, there was a line of big characters written on it - "Gods, Mountains, Destiny". Extraordinarily domineering, with power piercing the back of the paper, a powerful aura rushed towards his face immediately. Even a person like Chen Feng who doesn't know anything about martial arts can still feel the majestic meaning contained in it.

I couldn't help but retreat one after another, my heart was pounding, and I didn't dare to continue watching.

"Zhou...Zhou Qi, what is this? Why am I so restless after watching it? My brain is sweating?"

Chen Feng couldn't help but lose his voice, "It's too scary. Could it be that my old eyes are dim? Or is this something tricky? Zhou Qi, I advise you not to read any more, maybe this person just wants to harm you! The power of this kind of calligraphy , I’m afraid it’s comparable to those ancient masters of calligraphy like Wang Xizhi, right?”

Seeing Chen Feng retreating one after another, Zhou Qi almost hit the wall, and immediately grabbed his hand.

Strange to say, Chen Feng's throbbing heart subsided instantly. Immediately afterwards, it seemed that his body was out of control, and he even stepped back and sat on the chair next to him, all in one go, very coherent. Even he himself was very surprised, not knowing that Zhou Qi actually used the principle of Taiji Tingjin to control his bones to do it.

"It's not comparable to Wang Xizhi, but better than Wang Xizhi's writing."

Zhou Qi looked directly at the characters, and said with a smile: "Calligraphy does not mean that one can reach this level with age. It is said that the highest level of calligraphy is lawlessness, doing whatever one wants without transgressing the rules, but I think it is not the case. It should be the spirit Integrate into it, regardless of each other. Temperament seems to be condensed into substance, and the content of writing is not important, and what I want to say is in this spirit."

Even better than what Wang Xizhi wrote! This made Chen Feng startled, and instinctively wanted to shake his head in denial. But calm down and think about it, it seems to be true. He had also seen Wang Xizhi's original work at the place of an old friend. Although it is not "Lanting Collection Preface", it is also a masterpiece, rare in ancient times.

But compared with the picture in front of me, it seems that there is really a big gap.

Zhou Qi has also seen Wang Xizhi's writing, but only on the Internet. It can be judged from it that his realm should have reached Gang Jin. This is already very powerful. In ancient times, he was a character who came out every few hundred years, otherwise he would not be called "Sage of Books". It's just that Wang Xizhi's realm refers to inner cultivation rather than martial arts.

It's like some eminent monks who have attained the Tao, those masters who passed away.

They don't know martial arts, but their realm is very high, which is a kind of self-cultivation.

And the person who wrote this picture, who is not that Xia Buxin? Only a great master who is not bad at seeing the gods is qualified to be surpassed as a book saint, and have such writing and spiritual power. Chen Feng's reaction was good because Zhou Qi was by his side. If a puffy person like Yan Haichao saw it, he might faint directly.

The invincible fist is really terrifying.

"It's such a big tone, to confer the gods and the mountains and the destiny! Xia Buxin, you are cruel enough, you actually put yourself above the gods, confer the gods on the gods, seal the mountains, and give the destiny to the heavens! You Is it a response to my words? It's interesting, but you underestimate me too much, and this picture is not enough to be my accumulation of impact."

Thinking of this, Zhou Qi casually threw it into the brocade box.

It turns out that this painting not only has Xia Buxin's boxing intention, but also depicts a layer of boxing intention in Xia's boxing method. Therefore, some characters seem to be written in a strange way, just to reflect the essence of boxing, and the font has been modified.

Like the "Ao Nian Shan Liu" sent by Zhou Qi, it was a martial arts cheat book in ancient times. But this is not something that everyone can understand, at least you need to be more energetic before you can start to feel the essence of it.

But who can guarantee that it will be deliberately wrong to make Zhou Qi go crazy in practice? (to be continued)