"If you don't want to give up, it's easy to deal with."

Wang Feng chuckled and said slowly: "Anyway, I must have built the manor. Now it's just to change another place and start over. What about you, what do you think?"

"I...you..."

Xi Yunsu is a smart person after all, and he can understand it as soon as he hears it.

He was a little surprised and relieved. With a lot of thoughts, he couldn't help asking, "Then where are you going to continue building the manor?"

"I don't know, I didn't think about it..."

Wang Feng said frankly: "Maybe still in this city, or maybe, somewhere else."

“…I think about it, think about it again.”

Xi Yunsu was entangled and left while gnawing on the steamed buns.

"Looking forward to your answer."

Wang Feng watched Xi Yunsu leave, hoping that everyone would continue to cooperate.

After all, the construction of a manor is not as simple as a manor. In the later stage, he needed someone he could trust to help him do some... private work.

If this is not the case, he would not look for some powerful engineers across the country, but instead asked Xi Yunsu for help.

After all, it's a matter of trust.

He was worried that others would hand over some ulterior motives to others to do.

If it were Xi Yunsu, it would be different.

He believed that the other party could keep his mouth shut.

"……Hello."

Xi Yunsu left, and another person appeared in the corner next to him, walked to Wang Feng, and introduced himself: "Mr. Wang Feng, I am... xx newspaper reporter."

"reporter?"

Wang Feng was surprised and looked around.

He didn't understand how the other party got in such a tight place.

You should know that the entire hotel has been booked. The people living in it are basically experts, scholars, their families, assistants, etc.

Journalists or something should not be allowed to enter.

The most important thing is that this reporter...he has no impression.

Not one of the gang of reporters who followed themselves all the way and came from the clouds.

This detail also made Wang Feng look a little more cautious. Of course, on the surface, he remained silent and said casually: "Sorry, it's not convenient for me to accept an interview now."

"Mr. Wang Feng, you misunderstood...I'm not an interview."

The so-called reporter smiled and he whispered: "I'm just entrusted by someone to pass on a message to you."

"Um?"

Wang Feng raised his eyebrows and was puzzled.

"Golden Pagoda Buddha's Shrine!"

The reporter quickly said, "Have you brought it back?"

In an instant, Wang Feng's heart was shocked, his eyes gathered, a little sharp.

Is this guy the guy Huang Jinbao said to be the one who is following?

His expression changed and fell into the eyes of that person, and the other party felt normal. If someone spied on his own things, he would definitely be alert, which is in line with human nature.

So, the man smiled and explained, "Mr. Wang Feng, don't get me wrong. The one who asked me to pass the message is a devout Buddhist believer who usually respects Buddhism and often goes to various famous mountains and ancient temples to meditate and worship Buddha."

"He was very excited about the birth of the Golden Pagoda Buddha Sakura and Buddha bone relics."

The man said in a leisurely manner: "He wanted to go to worship as soon as possible. Unfortunately, he was busy with work and couldn't help but find time... Finally, he had some free time, and he heard about Mr. Wang Feng's righteousness!"

"He highly praised Mr. Wang Feng's actions and believed that Buddha treasures like Buddha bone relics should indeed be brought back to the country and worshipped well to promote the Dharma."

"But, recently, there have been some criticisms on the Internet."

The man said indignantly: "This also made him particularly dissatisfied. He felt that those people were really forgetting their ancestors. Out of righteous indignation, he sent someone to express his respect to Mr. Wang Feng."

"At the same time, I also want to know whether Mr. Wang Feng encountered any obstacles in the process of welcoming the Buddha treasure back?"

The man smiled and said, "You know, the person who asked him to pass the message also has some connections and may be able to help with some things. But if he wants something, he has no choice."

"Uh...thank you."

Wang Feng shook his head and smiled, "But I can solve this problem myself and I don't need any help."

“…it’s good.”

The man didn't force it, just smiled and handed over a famous brand, and said humbly: "If you need it, please make sure to call..."

It was hard to refuse the kindness, so Wang Feng had to accept the business card. The man was also tactful and immediately said goodbye and left.

Only at the right time can Wang Feng be free and look down at his business card.

This business card looks simple and elegant, and very simple. The middle position is a string of mobile phone numbers.

Strangely, generally speaking, the name should be the one with the mobile phone number.

But there is only one word on this business card.

A surname, Xu!

Wang Feng glanced at him and smelled the faint fragrance, as if it was there or not.

I don't know what it smells like.

"tulip."

He was so obsessed with the sight, but he didn't notice that someone came over again.

This man was also familiar with him. He sat directly beside Wang Feng, glanced at the business card, and said meaningfully: "Charity, reputation, eternity..."

"What?"

Wang Feng looked up and stared at the uninvited guest in front of him.

Oh, still an acquaintance.

"I'm talking about the flower language of tulips." The visitor smiled and said, "Generally speaking, people who use such a business card must be either rich or noble."

"How to confirm?" Wang Feng held the business card and played with it between his fingers.

"Don't look, this business card is paper, and it looks very ordinary. In fact, there are special dark patterns hidden in this business card. This requires a very complex process, layer by layer, to make the dark patterns form."

The visitor explained: "This business card costs two or three times more than the same weight of gold."

"oh."

Wang Feng was surprised.

No matter how light a business card is, it can be at least one or two grams.

One gram of gold costs two or three hundred yuan. If it is three times higher, it costs about one thousand yuan.

A business card, equivalent to such a price, is indeed unexpected. Wang Feng pondered, put away the business card casually, and said, "Why are you here again?"

"...Exclusive interview." The person who came grinned was the real reporter.

Gao Zhuo, a rookie reporter who has been in the industry shortly after entering the industry, has great ambitions and is committed to big news.

“Not available.”

Wang Feng refused directly, then got up and left.

Is it a person who comes one after another, and can I have a good breakfast?

Stop eating...

Wang Feng shook his hand and was about to leave.

Unpredictable, Gao Zhuo reached out to stop him and said quickly: "Wang Feng, do you know that your current situation is very dangerous."

?

Wang Feng was stunned for a moment, his eyes narrowed, and his eyes were full of scrutiny. He was wondering whether Gao Zhuo was cheating on himself or whether he knew what was going on.

However, looking at Gao Zhuo's calmness and leisure seem to be the latter.

Wang Feng was full of thoughts, but he did not respond, but continued to take steps and left the restaurant.

"Hey, hey..."

Seeing this, Gao Zhuo was stunned.

I have been unhappy every time, why does a trick that has been tried every time has no effect?
Chapter completed!