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"Uncle, just now you said that the Green Water Villa was founded by the Japanese?"

Yang Zimei asked Zeng Tianhua.

Zeng Tianhua nodded, "Yes, Niuniu, why are you interested in this?"

"What is your name?"[

"I heard that the first generation founder was called Abe Xingkong, and now his descendant Abe Qiannan is taking over. However, he rarely shows up in China, and only hired professional managers to take care of this Green Water Villa."

"Abe Starry Sky? Abe?"

A flash of light flashed in Yang Zimei's mind, and she asked, "Is the current Japanese master of onmyoji called Abe Sunny?"

"Ah."

Zeng Tianhua understood what she wanted to ask, and said with a smile, "In Japan, there are quite a few people with the surname Abe. For example, there is a Japanese politician named Shinzo Abe."

Yang Zimei naturally knew about Shinzo Abe, who later became the Prime Minister of Japan.

Even if Abe Starry Sky has nothing to do with Abe Sunny Sky, the one who can choose to build this green water villa in the eyes of the soul is at least a Feng Shui master.

"The following exhibition area has a portrait of the founder Abe Xingkong and photos of subsequent generations of successors. If you are interested, you can go down and have a look after we finish our coffee."

Zeng Tianhua saw that she seemed to be particularly interested in Abe Xingkong, so he suggested it.

"Ah."

Yang Zimei nodded.

The main purpose of their coming here today is to talk about Huang Huasen.

The two entered the private wing.

"Uncle, Secretary Huang is not dead?"

Yang Zimei asked in a low voice, "Could it be that I made a mistake?"

"You didn't make a mistake."

Zeng Tianhua looked at her and said, "Niuniu, you just need to know about this, don't tell anyone, including your Mr. Song."

"Then why is he still..."

Just as Yang Zimei was about to ask further questions, there was a knock on the door. [

A person came in through the door.

Seeing that it was Huang Huasen who came in, Yang Zimei was startled.

However, this Huang Huasen did not have the bad luck of approaching the god of death that he had seen before, but was enveloped by a strong auspicious aura.

What exactly is going on?

Yang Zimei looked at Huang Huasen suspiciously, then at Zeng Tianhua.

After Huang Huasen greeted them both, he sat down.

Yang Zimei looked at Huang Huasen carefully, and finally found something different.

The original Huang Huasen's forehead had been bumped, and it was slightly sunken, but this Huang Huasen's pavilion is round and full of seals.

Not the same person?

Yang Zimei understood instantly.

It turned out that Huang Huasen was really dead, and this was just a substitute.

She couldn't help but opened her eyes to check his information, and found that he was Huang Huasen's twin brother Huang Hualin.

Thinking of Huang Huasen's unwillingness to say that day, he did not want to end his political life.

It turned out that he wanted his younger brother to continue in his place.

What a lust for power!

Yang Zimei couldn't help but secretly shook his head and sighed.

"Niuniu, this is..."

Zeng Tianhua just wanted to reveal Huang Hualin's identity, but Yang Zimei stopped him, "Uncle, I know who he is. But, can this work?"

"can."

Zeng Tianhua said confidently, "He is more decisive and smart, and can compete with Zhou Qiang."

Yang Zimei thought of his previous life. Huang Huasen successfully became the secretary of the Guangyuan Municipal Party Committee, and then continued to climb up until he became a member of the Standing Committee of the Central Committee. He was imitated and envied by people in the officialdom.

It turned out that it was this counterfeit! [

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