"Lao Yang has been lucky in the past few days, and his face is full of spring," Lao Li asked curiously after seeing his friend who had been cheerful in the past few days, "Did you get started with the beauty you saw last time?"
"What nonsense, what beauty looks like your sister-in-law," Yang Gang said with a straight face, "I don't dare touch those flowers and grasses."
Old Li thought Yang Gang was joking, but when he took a closer look at his face, he was actually very serious. It seemed that he felt that his wife was the best from the bottom of his heart, and other women would not take a second look.
Seeing Yang Gang's attitude, Lao Li stopped talking about the beauty: "I heard that you have talked about several big deals in the past two days. It seems that you have had good luck recently."
"Where, where, we were talking about it before, and it just happened a few days ago." Yang Gang remembered that master, and his heart was filled with infinite gratitude. He had just filled the fountain for less than an hour, and there was business. Successfully negotiated, it was simply amazing.
"Then the southern city suffered hail disaster this time, you have to donate more." Old Li felt a little jealous and hated, and couldn't help but lift Yang Gang here.
Who knew that Yang Gang didn't even care, and nodded again and again: "It should be."
Seeing Yang Gang's complacent appearance, Old Li was speechless and felt like he had hit cotton with a punch.
In recent years, there have been major natural disasters in the south, with hailstorms and floods, which have affected many people. These businessmen in the imperial capital, whether they were really sympathetic to the victims or to save face, all gathered together and held a donation ceremony to donate money to the people in the disaster area.
Anyway, no matter what their intentions are, the victims are really benefited, so people from all walks of life are happy to see such a scene.
After the donation ceremony, Yang Gang was chatting with a few friends when he suddenly heard a voice.
"Fortunately, I listened to my wife's words and didn't go on a business trip to the south, otherwise I would have suffered this time. That fortune-teller is really a god."
Hearing the word "superior", Yang Gang couldn't help turning his head to look at the person who was speaking. It turned out to be a member of the Cen family branch. Although this person was not very capable, he was honest in his duties, so he was able to mix in the head office of the Cen family consortium. Having a position that is not too big or not too small, it can be considered acceptable among their group of people.
Because no matter what, everyone should be a little polite to him for this surname.
I don't know if it's because he trusts the master too much, or because his brain is hot, he just thinks that the master mentioned in Cen Chunhe's mouth may be the master who showed him Feng Shui.
Only such a master can know the secrets of heaven and cut people's luck. He is a person who is rich and hard to find.
Qi Yan, who caught the attention of some rich people, was hiding in the house, blowing the air conditioner, eating ice cream, and playing games. Because the imperial capital has been so hot recently, it was so hot that he didn't even have the courage to step out the door.
Wang Hang called him several times and asked him to go out for dinner. He was very moved by the hot and stuffy weather outside, but he still refused.
So when someone knocked on his door, he subconsciously felt that something was wrong. At this time, he didn't call outside, and there was no courier. Who would knock on his door
The person who knocked on the door seemed to be very polite. After knocking three times first, he waited for a while and continued to knock twice, and then continued to wait.
Qi Yan turned off the game, swept the rubbish on the table into the trash can, walked to the door and glanced out intently, and opened the door of the living room.
"Is it Master Qi?" A middle-aged man in a suit looked at Qi Yan with a smile on his face, "Master Qi, I'm sorry to bother you."
Du Dong had already inquired about this. Although this Master Qi was young, his methods were very mysterious. He was very powerful in fortune-telling and feng shui.
So when he saw Qi Yan walking out in white t-shirt and jeans, he didn't dare to slack off, but instead bowed to Qi Yan reverently.
Qi Yan did not avoid his bow, but just glanced at the two young men following him, and nodded lightly, "The distinguished guest is coming, please come in."
"Thank you, Master." Du Dong's chubby face was filled with beads the size of beans. He bowed slightly and walked into the door, then carefully took off his shoes for fear of soiling the floor.
Seeing this, the two young men behind him had no choice but to follow the boss's moves and take off their shoes and go into the house barefoot.
Qi Yan looked back and saw that the three big men were standing at the door with bare feet, "You don't have to be like this."
"It should be, it should be." Du Dong took out a handkerchief and wiped his face, and said with a bitter face, "I dare to disturb the master, I also ask the master to forgive me, but Du Mou is really desperate to make such a rude act. I'm really sorry about that."
Qi Yan smiled lightly, sat down beside his mahogany coffee table, poured four cups of tea, raised his hand and asked the three of them to sit down, "It's fate that you can find this, sit down and drink a cup of tea first."
Du Dong saw that the master's face was very tender, at most in his early twenties, but his words and deeds were full of mystery and unpredictability. He felt that this young master had real skills, so his attitude became more pious. "Thank you Master for your hospitality."
The tea leaves are very common Bamboo Leaf Green, but for some reason, Du Dong felt that the Bamboo Leaf Green from the master's place was more delicious and memorable than other places.
"Master, my surname is Du. Fortunately, my ancestors have blessed me in these years, and I have set aside a few low yields. If Master doesn't dislike climbing high, it would be good to call me Lao Du next." Du Dong took the initiative to introduce himself, his small eyes were crowded into Together, it looks rich and a little ridiculous.
Qi Yan put down the teacup and observed Mr. Du's face. He was born in a difficult and middle-aged life, but after middle age, his career will start to fluctuate, and it will be stable after the age of fifty.
His luck was white with a reddish tinge, not a good luck, but better than most ordinary people. The most important thing is that Qi Yan found that his eyebrows are very straight and stylish, and he is a man of kindness and kindness.
Qi Yan is more self-willed, and whether he helps or not depends on his eyes and mood. He is in a normal mood today, but although this Du Dong is not good-looking and has no figure to speak of, he is willing to listen to the other party's request.
"Mr. Du came to the humble house today, why?"
Mr. Du described his experience with a bitter face, probably because his mother was sick, his wife was sick, his daughter was sick, and even the company was not going well. He lost twenty pounds this month.
Looking at Du Dong's slim figure, Qi Yan took a sip of tea: "So Mr. Du wants me to take a look at the feng shui of your house?"
"Some fortune-tellers said that I am the Lone Star of the Heavenly Fiend, so I will kill my father and my mother, and my wife and children." Du Dong held the teacup and drank the tea in it, "Master, please help me calculate, my fate Is it really that bad?"
"Mr. Du is joking," Qi Yan shook his head with a smile, "If you have such a fate, how can you get a wife and have children. Unless you are a purple-gold dragon like Emperor Kangxi, Mrs. Zun will not be able to get married at all. When I was there, I was separated from you forever."
"Then, then according to what you said, I am not the fate of Tiansha Guxing?" Du Dong's small eyes burst into hope, and he looked at Qi Yan with burning eyes, as if if Qi Yan said no, his family's Bad luck can be dissipated.
"The fate of Tiansha Guxing is so unique, how can it be so easy to encounter," Qi Yan brushed the red mud teacup with his index finger and wiped off a drop of tea on it, "Mr. Du is not only not Tiansha Guxing, It’s still the good fate of a mother’s kindness and filial piety. I think the fortune-teller you met before may have accidentally miscalculated when calculating.”
This is a euphemism, but Du Dong and his two assistants all understand that the previous fortune teller is probably a liar.
"Since I'm not the fate of Tiansha Guxing, why are all the people in my family having problems, only I have nothing?" Du Dong was a little discouraged, although Qi Yan denied the statement of Tiansha Guxing, but he subconsciously I still feel that I have made my family sick and hospitalized, so I am so uneasy.
This is a very family-oriented man, so he pays attention to his family inside and out, but he rarely mentions the troubles in his company.
"Mr. Du's company has a problem, isn't it your fault?" Qi Yan raised the teapot and continued to serve Du Dong's tea, "You care too much about your family, but neglect yourself."
The bitterness in Du Dong's smile was even stronger. He held up the teacup in both hands and raised it above his head: "Master please help me!"
Qi Yan turned his head to look out the window and said solemnly, "After seven o'clock tonight, I will accompany you for a walk."
"After seven o'clock?" Du Dong was stunned for a while, looking at the bright sunshine outside the window, is there anything else important about time
"Master, why don't we go out to dinner now?" Du Dong said politely, "I have inquired about it. There is a very good seafood restaurant nearby. If the master doesn't dislike it, we can go there and taste it."
"It's not easy to park near that store."
"It's not far anyway, why don't we walk there?"
"No, it's going to rain in a while, so we'll still order takeout." Qi Yan picked up the phone, ordered a meal for four, and then said to the stunned Du Dong, "I prefer to eat at home."
Du Dong didn't care whether Qi Yan's words made sense or not, he just kept nodding anyway.
This time is not the peak time for dinner, so the takeout came quickly, Du Dong rushed to pay the bill, and then put the express lunch box on the table.
Halfway through the meal, it started to rain outside. The sound of clattering came into the ears of Du Dong and others, and their faces showed admiration.
Qi Yan put the phone in front of the three of them: "An hour ago, the weather forecast station issued a yellow rainstorm warning."
Du Dong immediately sighed in his heart, the master is a master, he speaks sincerely, and does not pretend to be mysterious.
Their family was saved this time.