69 Face-slapping (1)

At Father Zhu's words, Zhu Bocheng also remembered. His family's company was in the wood business, and had been cooperating with Hengyu Company recently. Hengyu Company was in the construction business and things weren't going well. There had been no major accidents at the construction site, but there had already been dozens of minor mishaps one after another.

If it wasn't the excavators breaking down, it was some of the migrant workers getting injured at the construction site. In the most serious instance, a worker fell from a crane and broke his leg. All kinds of small accidents never stopped happening; even with the cameras set up at the construction site, they couldn't be avoided.

"Dad, why does it seem like all this bad luck is part of the same thing?" Zhu Bocheng felt suspicious, and suddenly had a thought. "Why don't you let Shuyan take a look? It might be a feng shui problem."