Chapter 42: A Cutting Off Glory and Wealth
When Wang Jingzhe came out of the room, Feng Tianliang was standing at the door rubbing his hands and waiting anxiously. He was the most nervous person after the talks. Seeing the two parties talking happily and speaking in a calm tone, Feng Tianliang immediately breathed a sigh of relief . Things still seemed to be going well.
"Mr. Wang, just tell me what you want me to do. Tianliang will definitely not refuse," Feng Tianliang said sincerely and with great expectation.
As a successful businessman, this man is undoubtedly also very shrewd. To be honest, if Wang Jingzhe told Feng Tianliang at this time that he would definitely not hesitate at all if he was asked to give him the 18 million yuan, Feng Tianliang would even be willing to do so.
If he could use some material possessions to make friends with Wang Jingzhe, then from now on the two of them would obviously have a bridge connecting them. Feng Tianliang would definitely benefit a lot from the other party's guidance, because there are some things that cannot be measured with money. Just like Yi Tianyi had felt before, if Feng Tianliang could make friends with Wang Jingzhe, he wouldn't have to worry about the fact that wealth cannot last for more than three generations.
"Back then, your father promised us personally that when we came to collect the sword, no matter what price we listed, you would agree to it..."
Feng Tianliang nodded and said, "My mother said that this is the case."
Wang Jingzhe smiled: "What if I want your huge fortune?"
Feng Tianliang was stunned for a moment, and after thinking for a while, he nodded and said, "No problem, I can just start over again."
Regardless of whether Feng Tianliang is really willing or just pretending, his attitude must be correct. He is really afraid of Wang Jingzhe now.
The first and second masters both laughed. Feng Tianliang might not understand, but they knew too well that Wang Jingzhe would never ask for money. Money was karma to them. The more they got, the more trouble they would have. They definitely couldn't afford it.
So, those fortune tellers and divination people in this world who always say how much money can prevent you from bloody disasters or bring you wealth are all talking nonsense. If they knew how to make money, would they set up stalls to tell fortunes? Fortune tellers might account for half of the Forbes list.
"I'll give you an address later. It's in the Guanzhong area. You can have someone go there as soon as possible. There's an old house there. The gatekeeper is an old man. When he sees my handwriting, he'll know who asked you to go. What you need to do is very simple. Have someone renovate the old house. But there's one thing you have to remember. The original appearance of the old house must be maintained. There can't be too many changes. You also have to be careful during the renovation process. The things inside must not be touched. Can you do it?"
Feng Tianliang was a little confused by Wang Jingzhe's strange request. His company had several construction teams, and any one of them could take on this small job.
"Is that all?" Feng Tianliang asked tentatively.
"It's all that matters as long as you can do it well." Wang Jingzhe didn't explain and just passed it over.
Feng Tianliang nodded and said, "I will definitely not let you down. No problem. Then I will..."
As soon as Feng Tianliang opened his mouth, the people behind him immediately looked at Wang Jingzhe. What he meant was, I promised you, but how can I break the Nine Stars Absolute Evil on me?
Layout is a means to an end, and the same is true for breaking the deadlock. People say that the person who tied the bell must be the one to untie it, but sometimes the bell is tied too tightly, and it may not be easy to untie it.
Wang Jingzhe didn't say anything, but walked out of the courtyard and came to the two vermilion doors. After everyone followed him out, they saw Wang Jingzhe stepped on the house-guarding lion on the right and then flew into the air. When he jumped in front of the plaque of Feng's house, he slapped it.
"Swoosh", the kitchen knife that was stuck between the two words "Feng's House" flew out, and Wang Jingzhe reached out to take it. When his feet landed on the ground with a "thump", Feng Tianliang shivered violently, and the bad luck lingering over his head instantly dissipated.
Yi Tianyi was stunned and said in disbelief: "Is that all?"
"I can draw the knife, but you can't," said Wang Jingzhe as he put the kitchen knife into his bag.
Yi Tianyi looked confused. When he wanted to ask more, the master stopped him with his hand and shook his head, saying softly: "Know the rules. Do you think you can ask about the ability of a housekeeper casually?"
Yi Tianyi blushed and hummed, Yi Susu curled her lips and said, "Pretentious!"
"Remember the first thing you promised me?" Wang Jingzhe asked.
"Remember, I will go there personally for you when the time comes," the master said, looking up.
"Okay, there's enough for you, see you later." Wang Jingzhe waved his hand, called Ding Wu and Lin Xianyu to come out, and the three of them walked out of the alley.
After they disappeared, the master said to Yi Tianyi and Yi Susu: "Walk around the courtyard and see what kind of Feng Shui layout is here."
The second and first masters both stood with their hands behind their backs, looking up at the plaque on the door at the same time. After a while, they came back to their senses and asked Feng Tianliang, "When did your family get this courtyard house? It shouldn't be handed down from our ancestors, right?"
"No, it was my father who bought it," Feng Tianliang recalled, "After my father took over the No. 285 Factory, the family conditions gradually improved and we had some savings. I heard from my mother before that my father believed in a fortune teller who told him to buy a courtyard house when the family conditions improved a little, preferably in the Dongcheng area. Now that I think about it, the person who asked my father to buy this courtyard should be the gentleman who gave him the kitchen knife."
After listening to it, the first and second masters nodded as expected without further explanation. After waiting for a while, Yi Tianyi and Yi Susu turned around twice and came back.
"This yard has good feng shui. It is a place where wealth and fortune gather..."
The master looked up and sighed, "The knife seller's trick alone is far beyond our reach. We set up Feng Shui bureaus and Feng Shui arrays one by one, but the knife seller's bureaus and arrays are linked together. We can't catch up with him even if we try our best."
Yi Susu asked in surprise: "Master, what did you see?"
"When the knife seller gave Feng Yulin some advice, he saw in which year his luck would improve. So after Feng Yulin took over the factory, his family fortune began to improve. In the year when things got better, Feng Yulin should have bought this courtyard house. At that time, the courtyard houses in the capital were quite old, and most of them were inspected by others when they were built , so the feng shui veins were all good. In addition, the imperial and noble atmosphere in the capital was very strong, which more or less affected the feng shui of this courtyard house, gathering wealth and luck. So after Feng Yulin bought this courtyard house, the Feng family's luck was connected with the courtyard house, and they naturally became rich." The master asked Feng Tianliang again, "Your family should have told you that you must not sell this courtyard house at any time, right?"
"The last time I called my mother, she did tell me that my father told her that this courtyard house must not be sold under any circumstances." In fact, Feng Tianliang did not know this before. He asked someone to look after the courtyard house because courtyard houses in Beijing are now very scarce and there is no market for them. He completely regards it as a fixed investment. As long as his family is not broken up, he may not sell this courtyard house even if he keeps it for a hundred years.
Yi Susu pointed at Feng Tianliang and asked in confusion: "What does the Jueshaju on him have to do with this?"
The second master pointed at the plaque above his head and said, "This plaque is the center of the courtyard formation. Wang Jingzhe stabbed it with a knife and cut off the Feng family's luck. How can he get better? In addition, Feng Tianliang's phone number, birth date and license plate number are exactly in conflict with Liuhe Street you went to before. It would be strange if he didn't have bad luck..."
Yi Tianyi suddenly realized and said: "No one else can pull out the kitchen knife, unless the plaque is broken. If the plaque is broken, the feng shui of the courtyard will also be broken, so it will be useless to change someone else."
The master sighed: "This knife is not so easy to hold!"
