City: Choose the heir to the richest man at the start!

Hey, this is very comfortable.

Anyway, you can't get results from your car, so just don't get results at all and just keep playing.

I came here this time just to meet you, to establish my authority, and to tell you that I will be your leader from now on.

If you are not in the right position and want me to lose those brain cells, you are not capable!

After saying this, Bai Ziyi didn't care whether these old men agreed or not, and waved his hands:"The meeting is dismissed!"

You have to listen even if you don't want to, because who wants to show off their identity?

After the meeting, Aunt Mei said to Bai Ziyi:"Good boy, I didn't trick you."

Bai Ziyi was walking in the corridor of the company and looked back at Aunt Mei:"You really want to trick me?"

"Nothing."Aunt Mei said,"I didn't expect to get a tie vote in the end. I didn't bother to use my brain, so I just asked you to come, but you didn't come either."

"Actually. Bai Ziyi was stunned,"Actually, my method is quite scientific. Next time, whoever has a higher growth rate by one percentage point will win. You don't need to waste your brain cells.""

"fart!"Aunt Mei said,"You don't know the tidal nature of these businesses at all. Many businesses are related to seasons and weather. First of all, it is difficult to divide the business into two equal parts. Moreover, the tidal nature of some businesses is uncertain. It is impossible to predict whether the growth or slowdown will happen month by month. How can you be fair?"

How could Bai Ziyi not know these things?

It's just that Mr. Bai chose to ignore them.

"I'll leave this brain to you. I came to Kyoto just to have fun, so why should I think so much about you? I have other things to do, so I'll leave now!"

"Hey, you kid!"

Aunt Mei was still shouting from behind, but Bai Ziyi didn't bother to care.

He slipped out of the group building and swerved the car.

It was just one o'clock in the afternoon when he came out. He looked at the time and Bai Ziyi looked for him first. We went to a place to eat.

According to the previous plan, he was going to find Wu Enfu in the afternoon. But he never expected that after he had eaten, he held the phone in his hand and before he could make a call, a call came to his phone.

He looked at it. The number belongs to Kyoto local, but it is an unfamiliar number.

When I picked up the number, there was a woman's voice on the other side. It was not a familiar person, but the voice was very haggard.

"Hello, is this Mr. Bai Ziyi?

Bai Ziyi frowned and replied:"I am, who are you?""

"My name is Wu Jing. You may not know me, but you should know my grandfather. My grandfather is Wu Enfu."

"oh? Bai Ziyi hadn't noticed anything wrong yet, so he said,"I just want to go find the old gentleman. I'm in Kyoto now.""

"Are you in Kyoto now?"The other side was also quite surprised,"That's great, can you come over now and I'll send you the address?"

"good."

In response, the person on the other side hung up the phone, and then a text message was quickly sent, which was exactly the same address.

Originally, the content of the call was normal, but Bai Ziyi always felt that something was wrong.

His heart was inexplicably ups and downs, Bai Ziyi He quickly left the restaurant and drove to the address given by Wu Jing.

It was a villa area in the western suburbs of Kyoto outside the Fifth Ring Road.

The average price of a villa was around 20 million, which was not a small number, but for For the famous Chinese painting artist Wu Enfu, it was a perfect match.

The environment in the villa area was very quiet. After parking the car, the scenery along the way was filled with the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers. Following the instructions of the address, Bai Ziyi came to the door of Villa No. 6 and rang the doorbell.

He waited for about 10 seconds. It took half a minute for the people inside to open the door.

There was a girl, about the same age as Bai Ziyi, with a very quiet style, wearing a denim skirt, her hair was a little messy, her eyes were red, and there were two obvious tears on her face. I just cried.

Apart from the girls, there were quite a few people standing in the room. They were all male, female, old and young. It’s impossible to introduce them one by one.

However, the atmosphere was a bit depressing and dull.

"Are you Wu Jing?"Bai Ziyi asked the girl in front of him

"You are Mr. Bai Ziyi, come in quickly."The girl didn't answer, taking it as acquiescence, and then invited Bai Ziyi in.

Many people at the door were in a bad mood, and there were even a few middle-aged women sitting on the sofa crying.

Bai Ziyi was a little embarrassed here and turned his head Go ask Wu Jing:"What's going on?"

"grandfather. The girl's voice was a little choked,"Grandpa, his days are numbered.""

Bai Ziyi finally realized.

No wonder he felt that the atmosphere was wrong from the beginning.

Wu Enfu, a master of traditional Chinese painting, is ninety-three years old, and he is half buried in the loess.

When he heard the news, Bai Ziyi was not too surprised, but It feels sudden

"Where is he?"

"This way."

Wu Jing led Bai Ziyi inside, and soon arrived at the door of a room on the ground floor.

When she opened the door, a strong smell of medicine came from inside.

When she entered the door, she saw the furnishings inside, a simple bed , wardrobes, cabinets, the old man is lying on the bed at the moment, half leaning, looking at the opposite wall with burning eyes.

On the opposite side of the wall, there is the painting"Fuli Chunshan Manor" that Bai Ziyi painted in Jiangcheng.》

"Grandpa doesn't allow us to disturb him."Wu Jing said,"He said that he wanted to appreciate this painting in his last days. I heard that this was a painting by you."

"Grandpa said he must meet you before he died, so I called you. Wu

Jing's words contained apologies, but Bai Ziyi said it didn't matter:"It's okay, but why don't you send the old man to the hospital?""

"Already back from the hospital."Wu Jing sighed,"Capital Hospital said that grandpa is suffering from natural aging and all his organs have failed. It can no longer be saved by medicine."

"good. Bai

Ziyi nodded and turned his attention to Wu Enfu.

He called softly:"Mr. Wu.""

Wu Enfu was already in a daze. After being called out, it took him a long time to react. He turned his head slightly and came over, with a sudden flash of light in his eyes.

"Little friend Ziyi!"

The old man almost wanted to use his thin arms to support himself and sit up.

But Bai Ziyi hurried over and helped him lie down:"Mr. Wu, please don't move."

"Little friend Ziyi, you are finally here. You said you would definitely come to see me when you come to Kyoto, and you have not forgotten it."

Wu Enfu looked old, even several times older than before we met three months ago.

Nothing can stop the passage of life.

Bai Ziyi felt a sense of guilt in his heart, and he said:"Actually, I should have come a long time ago."

"fine. The old man waved his hand and said,"It's good to come, it's good to come.""

Holding Wu Enfu's hand, Bai Ziyi felt his pulse.

It was very weak, but the pulse conditions were normal.

It means that the old man is indeed approaching his end and is not sick.

Bai Ziyi has god-level medical skills, but he has not changed. The ability of fate.

In the current situation, unless the King of Hell is caught and the book of life and death is changed, Wu Enfu's death will only happen in these two days.