The middle-aged man scratched his head and said, "I don't understand those big bosses doing business. Anyway, what I know is the Luo family's company. In that half a month, it went bankrupt one after another and fell. The Luo family owed money, so they sold the manor to pay off their debts."

"This-" Chen Fei frowned deeply, and then asked, "Who told you to guard?"

The middle-aged man said, "I don't know this either. Anyway, our company asked me to come here to guard the door. I will come for 5,000 yuan a month. As for who it is, I don't know."

Chen Fei paused and asked, "Where are the Luo family going now?"

The middle-aged man shook his head and said he didn't know. But when he saw Chen Fei's frowning expression, he quickly added: "I don't know the specific address, but I heard from someone, it seems that he moved to Luosong Temple in the east of the city."

"Luosong Temple!" Hearing this name, Chen Fei vaguely felt that the situation of the Luo family seemed to be a little unhealthy.

Although the capital city can be said to be the richest city in China, there are still many poor people among them. Luosong Temple is the place where the poor people in the capital gather.

In that place, people gathered in the capital were people with poor local conditions and migrant workers.

After asking a few more questions, Chen Fei immediately turned around and got the car.

In the car, Chen Mochi and Chen Ziling couldn't help but ask about the situation curiously. Chen Fei did not hide it, told the two of them about the Luo family, and then drove to Luosong Temple.

After driving for almost two hours, the car entered Luosong Temple.

As soon as he entered this film, Chen Fei could clearly feel that there was a huge difference between this place and the bustling city center.

The originally tall buildings in the city have turned into old and low houses here, densely stacked together, and various lines intertwined in the air, woven into a huge net.

The stalls were placed on both sides of the street, with hawking, car ringing, and conversations buzzing, creating a unique noisy world.

In this noisy old street, you can hardly see the scene of a bustling city. Only when you turn around and look away, you can see the towering towering buildings behind you, and you can identify that this is the prosperous capital city.

Chen Fei did not have the detailed address of the Luo family, and he could not contact him on his mobile phone. He could only search in Luosong Temple like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Fortunately, Chen Fei was lucky. After asking, he actually asked some clues. He learned that the Luo family lived in an old house not far away.

After all, the fact that the down-and-out rich people have been wandering here can still attract the attention of many people, so various rumors about the Luo family are used as topics of conversation after dinner and are circulated by everyone.

Chen Fei drove to the place based on the clues. This was a dilapidated two-story building. The surface had turned completely yellow and black. Large areas of walls peeled off, making the entire building look shaky, as if it was about to collapse.

Chen Fei went downstairs, came to the door of the house, and knocked on the door.

A moment later, a response came from inside, "Who?"

Chen Fei said: "I am Luo Feng's friend, come to find him."

"Feng'er's friend?" The other party seemed a little suspicious, hesitated for a moment before walking over with the sound of slow footsteps. With the creaking sound, the door opened a gap, revealing a pair of eyes.

"Mr. Chen, it's you!" The other party couldn't help but exclaim when he saw Chen Fei, and then opened the door and came out.

At this time, Chen Fei also saw clearly that the person in the room was no one else, but Luo Dongfang, the old man of the Luo family.

Luo Dongfang, who was originally dressed in luxurious clothes and was very imposing. At this moment, he was wearing simple clothes and a simple crutch made of a branch. His back was a little hunched, and his whole body seemed to have become much older.

"Old Luo!" Seeing Luo Dongfang like this, Chen Fei hurriedly met and supported the old man.

Behind him, Chen Mochi and Chen Ziling also stepped over and were about to enter the house.

Luo Dongfang saw Chen Ziling, and his eyes showed a few warmth. When he saw Chen Mochi, he couldn't help but squint and looked at him, as if he felt that the person in front of him was a little familiar, "This one is—"

"Old Luo, let's go in and talk!" Chen Fei said, and was about to help the old man into the house.

But at this moment, a raucous sound of footsteps came, and a cry sounded, "Old man Luo, your son was beaten, go and have a look!"

"What!" Old Luo was shocked when he heard this, and quickly turned around and asked the person who came, "What's going on?"

The person came in a work suit, looked at Chen Fei and the others, and then said, "Your son Luobeihe quarreled with someone when he was at work, and he was beaten by the other party. His head was broken. Go and have a look."

"I, I'll go right now!" Luo Dongfang said hurriedly.

Chen Fei hurriedly supported the old man, "Old Luo, get in the car, let's go together."

The old man did not refuse and got into the car and started.

While rushing to the road, Chen Fei started chatting with the old man and learned a little about the situation of the Luo family.

After the Luo family fell into decline, they moved here because they had no money. The bosses of the Luo family who originally controlled billions had to work and earn money to support their families in Luosong Temple for a livelihood.

There have even been several conflicts due to various things. Luobeihe alone has been beaten this month.

While chatting, the car drove to the door of a logistics company. Chen Fei saw a lot of people gathering there, bustling and very lively.

The car couldn't drive in, so Chen Fei had to stop and then walked over.

I squeezed out the crowd and came to the door of the logistics company. I could see a lot of goods piled up at the door and in the warehouse. The staff were wearing blue uniforms and helped the big boxes to board the truck.

However, at this time, most of the workers stopped working and surrounded the scattered goods, looking like they were watching the show.

In front of the pile of scattered goods, Chen Fei saw two middle-aged men in work clothes. One of them had blood on his forehead, and the other was holding the man, covering the wound with a towel, and stopping the bleeding from him.

When I looked closely, these two people were no one else. They were Luo Dongfang’s two sons. Among them, the bleeding was the youngest son Luo Beihe, and the one who covered the wound was Luo Beiling, the original leader of the Luo family.

Who would have thought that the head and younger brother of the Tangtang Luo family were actually carrying goods here.

"Beihe, are you okay?" The old man was a little anxious and came over.

When the two of them saw Luo Dongfang coming, they were shocked. But then they showed an anxious look and quickly spoke.

"Dad, why are you here?"

"Dad, we're fine, you go quickly."
Chapter completed!