Chapter 11 Toast to Your Brother-in-law

• "Holding a cane? Ah, right!"
• Ye Jingguo was taken aback and looked at Lin Qiang with some excitement. "Do you know Secretary Zhao?"
• "Dad, he just opened a small clinic. How could he know Secretary Zhao? Maybe he knows him from TV!"
• Ye Xiaotian mocked.
• "That's right, husband. Let's discuss it with the head of the Lei family. We need to solve the problem ourselves!"
• Ye Qinghan's mother also chimed in.
• "All of you shut up! If you continue to target Lin Qiang, get out of the Ye family!"
• Ye Jingguo was also getting angry.
• If this son of his could be a little more ambitious and capable, how could the Ye family rely solely on their daughter?
• Now, Ye Xiaotian and his mother were completely speechless.
• They lowered their heads in frustration and dared not say another word.
• "Lin Qiang, have you met Secretary Zhao?"
• Ye Qinghan also felt puzzled. Since Zhao Shanhe retired, he had disappeared without a trace. She had visited him several times, but he was never at home.
• How could Lin Qiang know this influential figure?
• "He came to my clinic for treatment and left a business card. Let me make a call!"
• Since obtaining the true energy from the jade pendant, Lin Qiang's memory had become exceptionally good.
• He had only glanced at the business card Zhao Shanhe left behind, but he remembered his number.
• Then, he took out his phone and dialed Zhao Shanhe's number. Soon, a hearty voice came from the other end, "Haha, Dr. Lin, you finally called me!"
• "Mr. Zhao, you have my number?"
• Lin Qiang was stunned.
• "Dr. Lin, don't you remember? It's on the billboard of your clinic. I saved it when I left."
• Zhao Shanhe explained.
• "Mr. Zhao, you are so thoughtful!"
• Lin Qiang felt relieved. He got to the point and said, "Mr. Zhao, it seems that the head of the Tax Bureau has some opinions about my wife's company. I wonder if Mr. Zhao can..."
• "Oh, Xiao Huang, my former student. I'll give him a call..."
• Zhao Shanhe readily agreed.
• "Thank you, Mr. Zhao!"
• Lin Qiang expressed his gratitude.
• "Dr. Lin, don't mention it. If you have time, come to my house for tea!"
• "Definitely, definitely!"
• After exchanging a few more pleasantries, Lin Qiang hung up the phone. "Mr. Zhao said he will make a call!"
• "That's great! With a word from Secretary Zhao, nothing else matters! I never expected that Secretary Zhao, who has always been upright and impartial, would give face to my son-in-law. I've found a good son-in-law, Ye Jingguo!"
• Ye Jingguo smiled from ear to ear, praising Lin Qiang like a flower.
• Half an hour later, Ye Qinghan's phone rang. It was the company's financial director, saying that the fine from the Tax Bureau had been canceled.
• "Xiaotian, toast to your brother-in-law and apologize!"
• Ye Jingguo straightened his chest. Lin Qiang had really given him face.
• "Hmph, it was a fluke!"
• Ye Xiaotian muttered, but still raised his glass and stood up. "I'm sorry, brother-in-law!"
• "It's alright, we're all family!"
• Lin Qiang grinned.
• "Brother-in-law, if you want to enter the Ye family, it's not impossible, but I have to test you!"
• Under the influence of alcohol, Ye Xiaotian spoke.
• "What kind of test?"
• Lin Qiang asked.
• "Your medical skills are good, I admit that. But having medical skills alone is not enough. You need to have martial arts too, so that you can protect my sister and the Ye family. So, let's arm wrestle. If you win, I'll recognize you as my brother-in-law. If you lose, you have to leave my sister!"
• Ye Xiaotian said, rolling up his sleeves to reveal his muscular arms.
• "Ye Xiaotian, are you looking for trouble?"
• Ye Jingguo was about to get angry again.
• "Dad, it's fine. Xiaotian is just being childish!"
• Lin Qiang smiled and said.
• "Don't arm wrestle with Xiaotian. He has always been strong since he was a child. I know what's going on between us!"
• Ye Qinghan blushed slightly and bit her lip.
• "Hehe, let's just play around as a family!"
• Lin Qiang also rolled up his sleeves, revealing his well-proportioned arms.
• "Since you brothers want to play, I'll be the referee!"
• Ye Jingguo used to arm wrestle with people when he was in the army.
• When Lin Qiang and his son held hands, Ye Jingguo began the countdown, "Three, two, one, start!"
• "Ha..."
• Ye Xiaotian shouted loudly, hoping to defeat Lin Qiang in an instant.
• However, his forehead was bulging with veins, while Lin Qiang's wrist remained unmoved.
• Ten seconds...
• Half a minute...
• Ye Xiaotian's face turned as red as a monkey's butt, while Lin Qiang remained calm.
• "I give up, I admit defeat!"
• Ye Xiaotian felt like his arm was about to break, but he couldn't do anything to Lin Qiang. He could only reluctantly admit defeat.
• "Xiaotian, remember, there's always someone better than you. Control your temper!"
• Ye Jingguo took the opportunity to teach his son a lesson.
• Afterwards, when they were full and satisfied, Ye Jingguo asked Lin Qiang to accompany him back home.
• He also wanted to check if there really was a problem with the Feng Shui.
• Soon, the Mercedes-Benz business car stopped at the entrance of a three-story independent villa.
• "Son-in-law, this is our home. Take a look, is there any problem!"
• After getting out of the car, Ye Jingguo patted Lin Qiang's shoulder.
• "Dad, let me take a look first!"
• Lin Qiang activated the metaphysical information in his ancestral jade pendant and carefully observed.
• Then, he couldn't help but sigh, "Dad, the Feng Shui here is excellent. The villa is longer from north to south than from east to west, creating a great depth. It brings good luck, wealth, and gathers people!"
• "Haha, Mr. Li Xiansheng, the Feng Shui master from Jiangzhou. He's been my good friend for many years!"
• Ye Jingguo also said proudly.
• "Brother-in-law, before dinner, you said there was a problem with the Feng Shui in the house. Isn't this contradicting yourself?"
• Ye Xiaotian suddenly said.
• "Hehe, I said the Feng Shui is good, but I didn't say there's no problem with the Feng Shui. For example, human interference!"
• Lin Qiang smiled and walked to the upper left corner of the courtyard wall, forming a straight line with the corner of the villa.
• After a few glances, he confidently said, "The problem lies here!"