"What's wrong?"

Hearing the sound inside, Bao Jiayin said in surprise.

Even Yang Wenbin was very confused and immediately said, "Let's go in and talk."

As he said that, he turned around and walked towards the large living room, obviously eager to think of what was broken.

The four of them came to the large living room and saw a large pile of broken porcelain pieces scattered on the ground in the living room.

Seeing this, Yang Wenbin was shocked and couldn't help but exclaim, "This!"

While making a sound, the man rushed over, squatted down before coming to the porcelain tiles, and shouted in panic, "What? Why is this happening? Why did it suddenly break?"

Zhang Yu, Bao Jiayin and Bao Chengwen also came to the broken porcelain pieces. Zhang Yu recognized them at a glance. They were fragments of the blue and white porcelain vase. He was also stunned, not understanding why the repaired porcelain vase suddenly broke.

Bao Jiayin looked puzzled and looked around, as if looking for something broken porcelain bottle.

Bao Chengwen's face showed surprise, and he squatted down, took out his gloves and put them on, grabbed the porcelain bottle and looked at it.

Just as he saw it, he was surprised and said, "It's the glowing blue and white porcelain."

"Yes, yes, it's just it, it's bad now," Yang Wenbin said nervously.

"Brother, what happened to you when you are worried?" Bao Chengwen asked.

"Uh" Yang Wenbin hesitated for a moment and said, "Nothing, nothing, I'm going to sit there."

That's what he said, but he couldn't stand up.

How could Zhang Yu not tell? Yang Wenbin is very frightened now, as if something big happened. It seems that it is inconvenient to tell people.

Zhang Yu now had something to ask for, so he hesitated for a moment, then bit his finger and passed by his eyes. He wanted to see what his luck would be like to raise Wenbin.

After all, when she saw Yang Wenbin just now, Yang Wenbin looked unlucky.

At this moment, I saw a light purple airflow above Yang Wenbin's head. The official fortune represented by the purple airflow would not be owned by those who are not officials. Yang Wenbin, as a red-topped businessman, is already half an official, so he owns it.

However, the purple airflow is very light, and outside the purple airflow, there is a dark gray airflow.

The gray airflow represents bad luck, and bad luck is also divided into several types, such as losing money and getting sick, but those are medium gray, and dark gray like this represents official crime and a prison disaster.

The red fortune is average, while the green career fortune should be affected by the official fortune, which is relatively dull, but the love fortune is normal, and the health fortune is easy to say.

If a person is in bad luck, it is generally divided into three types: one is to commit suicide by oneself, one is to collide with something, and the other is to attract others.

Zhang Yu was sure that Yang Wenbin should not be the one who committed suicide by himself. If that were the case, he should have seen it at the Yaowen Charity Auction last time. If it was a collision, it would not be like it. Why Zhang Yu was sure is that the broken bottle was on the broken bottle.

If it hits something, Zhang Yu's bottle has the effect of saving the house, and he should have responded on the spot, but he is afraid it will be broken long ago.

Therefore, it must be the official dispute caused by someone else, who blocked it with the vase, otherwise it would be doomed.

However, official crimes often have their own roots and ends. If nothing is done, even if someone recruits official crimes, it will not be useful. Zhang Yu once used this trick.

Judging from Yang Wenbin's expression, he must know what happened.

Zhang Yu deliberately tentatively said: "Uncle Yang, have you been accusing of official trouble recently?"

During this time, Yang Wenbin stood up with the help of Bao Chengwen. Hearing this, his body trembled and then looked at Zhang Yu in surprise, "You, you"

Zhang Yu smiled slightly and said, "You should also know that I am not just a businessman, but also the vice president of Zhenhai Taoist Association. I am more proficient in the art of confrontation. As soon as I met, I found that Uncle Yang's Yin Tang was black. Now I am more sure that Uncle Yang has caused trouble for the official, and I may be imprisoned."

"You can really see that you." Yang Wenbin was a little confused and couldn't help but look at the young man in front of him again.

Bao Jiayin took the opportunity to say, "Uncle Yang, Zhang Yu is very capable, fortune telling, facial expressions, Feng Shui, and treatment, and is proficient in everything. Since he said that, he must be right to encounter any trouble. You might as well tell him, maybe there is a way to solve it."

"This, there is still a way to solve it." Yang Wenbin obviously didn't believe it.

It is not difficult for Zhang Yu to see that Yang Wenbin should have encountered big trouble, so he doesn't believe it.

He smiled slightly and turned around, because he knew that the official was probably attracted by someone who could break the bottle of the house. If he was trying to die, he would never have done so.

After looking at it for a while, there was no Mingtang in the large living room. Zhang Yu said, "Uncle Yang, I want to go out and take a look first."

"You can do whatever you want." Yang Wenbin said.

Zhang Yu immediately walked outside. When Bao Jiayin saw Zhang Yu's mysterious secret, he followed him out. The two of them came outside and came to the villa. Zhang Yu turned around and looked at the villa seriously.

Houses also have luck, but Yang Wenbin's house is normal and there is no problem.

In fact, there is no problem, that is, there is a big problem.

Bao Jiayin asked curiously: "What's wrong?"

"Get into the house and say." Zhang Yu said confidently.

"Tsk!" Bao Jiayin glanced at Zhang Yu.

The two entered the villa again. At this moment, Yang Wenbin and Bao Chengwen had already sat down at the sofa.

Seeing them coming back, Yang Wenbin nodded slightly and signaled them to come and sit down.

Zhang Yu sat down on the sofa diagonally, while Bao Jiayin sat next to her father. She said deliberately: "Zhang Yu, you can tell what you saw, now you can say it."

Zhang Yu smiled slightly and said to Yang Wenbin: "Uncle Yang, if I think it's good, this official position is not about you, but involves you. If such an effect is achieved, it is probably because your closest relatives have caused trouble elsewhere."

It turned out that Zhang Yu had just gone out to check the luck of supporting his family. If there was anything unusual about the luck of his family, it means that the source of the official crime was here. Zhang Yu could help dissolve it.

As a result, he found that the luck of the house was not abnormal, so he could conclude that the person who was really in trouble was not Yang Wenbin, but someone else, and Yang Wenbin was just implicated by that person.

The bad luck could smash the porcelain bottle, which shows how big the case was, how heavy the involvement was, and how closely it had to do with Yang Wenbin. Otherwise, this would never have happened.

After hearing this, Yang Wenbin's face trembled, but the big man was the big man after all. He nodded slightly and said calmly: "It seems that you are really famous. It's right that something happened to my son."
Chapter completed!