Chapter 327
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Feng Wu rubbed her forehead. "Tell me something simple."
Feng Xun caught up to Feng Wu and said excitedly, "The first nine floors of this building are called the Nine Heavens. Each floor represents a different level, and the lowest level is a seventh-ranked official or a mid-sized merchant."
Judging by Feng Xun's excitement, Feng Wu had a vague idea who the owner of World Tower was.
"Your uncle Feng Yanfeng, for example, can only go to the sixth floor."
Feng Yanfeng could only go to the sixth floor? If Feng Wu remembered correctly, her uncle was an assistant minister in the Ministry of Rites, a third-ranked official in the capital city. Yet, he could only go to the sixth floor?
Feng Wu shook her head. "Keep bragging."
"Who's bragging?" Feng Xun said grumpily, "Your uncle invited Sir Yan to a banquet. He didn't think he could make it to the sixth floor, so he begged me. I saw your uncle, so I made an exception and let him go to the seventh floor. If you don't believe me, come with me. I'll take you to your uncle."
After that, Feng Xun took Feng Wu to the seventh floor.
The corridor was decorated with exquisite murals, and the first one Feng Wu saw was that of a downpour.
Wait!
Feng Wu's eyes suddenly moved. At first glance, this Falling Rain Picture was not eye-catching, but when she looked at it again, she felt a sense of inspiration. When she looked at it for the third time, she felt that what was falling was a rain of swords, not ordinary raindrops.
Feng Xun explained in satisfaction, "The dishes on each floor are different, the murals on each floor are different, and the spiritual essence on each floor is different as well. There's a strict hierarchy, so the people at the bottom try their best to squeeze their way up —"
They arrived at a private room as they spoke.
Feng Wu could vaguely hear voices coming from inside.
"Sir Yan, you're too kind. Your daughter is smart, lively, and adorable. She has a bright future ahead of her. Here's to you."
"Sir Yan, where are you? I'm three years older than you are."
"Sir Yan …"
These words … were obviously flattering and fawning. His flattery was so insincere.
That voice … belonged to her uncle, Feng Yanfeng.
"Sir Yan is my uncle," said Feng Xun. Feng Xun said, "Your uncle works in the Ministry of Rites, but it's just a small office with no real power. So, he wants to transfer to the Ministry of Official Personnel. It just so happens that there's a vacancy for the assistant minister there."
"Your eldest uncle is the Left Assistant Minister in the Ministry of Rites. It's not impossible for him to be transferred, but the position in the Ministry of Personnel has always been the most popular. Everyone is fighting for it … Why don't I help you talk to my eldest uncle?"
Feng Wu didn't have a good impression of this uncle. She shook her head. "No need."
Feng Xun thought that Feng Wu was just being polite, so he chuckled. "My uncle will be able to do it. It's a little difficult, but if it doesn't work out, I'll ask Boss Jun for help. It'll only take a few words from him."
Jun Linyuan? Feng Wu's temper flared at the mention of his name, and she turned him down again with a cold face. "No need."
"Feng Wu, why are you so stubborn? Your father is missing, so isn't your uncle the only one who can support your family? As long as your uncle is established, your status will rise along with it. "
Feng Xun had no idea how complicated Feng Wu's family was.
Feng Wu stared at him. "Why did my father go missing?"
"Well … how am I supposed to know?"
"What about my brother?" Feng Wu stared at Feng Xun without blinking.
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