ps: Fortunately, the laptop has a battery, otherwise it would be miserable today. I won’t say much, I’ll ask for monthly tickets to support it in the end of the month.

"The green dragon winds and the white tiger is soft, which is the standard of good Feng Shui."

At this time, Fang Yuan talked in a leisurely manner: "Of course, as we all know, there is no perfect Feng Shui state in the world at all, so it is very normal to have a little flaw."

"For example, the Feng Shui treasure land is now, the mountain range on the right is slightly longer than the mountain range on the left. And judging from the undulating mountains, the mountain range on the right is even more powerful and better than the mountain range on the left."

While speaking, Fang Yuan smiled and said, "There is the blue dragon on the left and the white tiger on the right. In other words, when buried in this Feng Shui treasure land, the status of women is slightly higher than that of men."

"By the way, mayor."

At the right time, Fang Yuan asked again: "Is the proportion of having girls in your town higher than having boys?"

"ah!"

In an instant, the black man said in a panic: "How do you know?"

"As expected," Fang Yuan nodded and said lightly: "To put it, this is also a very obvious thing, and I don't need to explain it too much."

"It's really the effect of Feng Shui." The black man was still unbelievable.

"Otherwise, what do you think." Mr. Jiang believed it deeply, and then sighed: "I said, no wonder I...ahem, no wonder some people have no status at home. It turns out that this is the reason."

"Yeah." Fang Yuan smiled lightly and said, "In fact, there is another biggest feature, that is, the women here should live longer than men. When men die, they are the ones who decide the family, and their status will naturally be higher."

It would be fine if Fang Yuan didn't mention it. As soon as he mentioned Mr. Jiang's face changed.

Thinking that he was more than teenager than his wife, Mr. Jiang suddenly panicked. This was hitting his life, making him feel inexplicably afraid, so he said nervously and anxiously: "Master Fang means that men here are more likely to die... prematurely?"

"It's not a premature death." Fang Yuan shook his head and said, "It's just that there is no woman who lives long, and she is also one hundred years old. Maybe women can be enough for one hundred years, but men can't do it, they go around seventy or eighty."

"So miserable..."

Mr. Jiang ignored the age when he died of 70 or 80 years old. He was not only panicked, but also felt a little suffocating and heartbroken and painful. He immediately grabbed Fang Yuan's arm, as if he was holding a life-saving straw. He said in a trembling voice: "Master Fang, is there a way to remedy?"

"Remedy?" For a moment, Fang Yuan's expression became a little weird.

At first glance, Mr. Jiang was sad and desperate and disheartened: "There is no way?"

At the same time, Fang Yuan smiled and said softly: "Mr. Jiang, you shouldn't ask me about this, but about yourself."

"Ask myself?" Mr. Jiang was stunned, at a loss.

"Yes, aren't you planning to build the Wenchang Tower?" Fang Yuan explained: "Build a Wenchang Tower in the place where Qinglong opened just now. Using a high tower to supplement the incompleteness of Qinglong is a good way to prescribe the right medicine."

"Ah!" Mr. Jiang was surprised and happy: "Really?"

"Absolutely," Fang Yuan nodded for sure, and then smiled and said, "I thought Mr. Jiang was proficient in Feng Shui and Yijing, so he had long thought of a solution to the problem."

"How could it be, how could it be..."

Mr. Jiang couldn't stop smiling. He didn't expect that he had done the right thing by chance. Thinking of this, he was full of confidence and immediately turned around and said, "Dazhu, have you seen it? This is a practical and good thing for the people in the town. In short, I have to settle that place. You must dare to stop me from building a tower there, don't blame me for turning against you."

The black man didn't say anything, but rolled his eyes secretly and cursed Mr. Jiang for being shameless.

Since it is not a Feng Shui treasure land, Mai He must have no interest, so he will definitely not stop him. Now Mr. Jiang said it as if he was fighting for reason and made him surrender. He was so shameless.

The black man was slandering in his heart, but he became skeptical. He didn't believe in Feng Shui just now, but Fang Yuan was as good as a god. Combined with the actual situation of the town, he had to believe it.

After all, it is always better to trust the existence of such things than to trust the absence of them.

At the same time, Fang Yuan confirmed: "Mr. Jiang, if you are really sure you want to build a tower, then we will start the design of Wenchang Tower?"

"Okay, okay." Mr. Jiang nodded quickly and said, "Then I'll trouble Master Fang."

"Since that's the case, then we'll go back first." Fang Yuan said goodbye: "After making the design plan in two days, please call Mr. Jiang."

"It's better to have a meal together at noon, and it's not too late to leave." Hearing this, not only Mr. Jiang, but also Mai He and others tried to keep him.

"No, there is something else to be busy, so let's leave first." Fang Yuan politely declined. He felt that as the boss of a design company, he was often treated as a Feng Shui master, and it was a bit unmatched. So when he was in design work, he didn't want to mix too many Feng Shui factors.

With this idea, Fang Yuan insisted on saying goodbye, and the others had no choice but to send him away.

After Fang Yuan left, Mr. Jiang also went home to accompany his wife. The remaining Mai He, Gao Ming and others also walked towards the town, chatting and laughing all the way. The topic must be inseparable from the Feng Shui treasure land just now.

"What a pity." Mai He sighed: "It's been a few hundred years late."

This was the seventh and eighth time that Mai He said it was a pity. Others were too lazy to comfort him. Instead, someone said, "Master Fang just now seemed to feel like he was keeping people from thousands of miles away."

"Normal, a person with strength will inevitably be a little arrogant." Gao Ming defended: "Look at this Master Nan Chun is like this. He has no ability, but his score is even greater than that of the governor."

"Brother Gao, you can't say that." Someone next to him said: "Master Nanchun is still capable, but someone has a wrong move and a horse has a stutter. If he falls once today, it doesn't mean he won't do it in the future."

"That's right, the problem is that it always makes people worry a little." Maihe said fairly: "It's like the probability of a plane crash, which is hundreds of times lower than winning the lottery. However, some people enjoy buying lottery tickets every day and try their luck, but they are beaten to death and refuse to take the plane. To put it bluntly, they believe in the probability."

"These people believe that they can win the lottery by buying a lottery, but they are afraid of accidents when they take the plane." Mai He smiled and said, "After knowing that Master Nanchun would make a mistake, I dare not look for him again easily. After all, there will be a second time when there is a first time. I am naturally a little worried. What should I do if I encounter a second time?"

"Yeah." Others agreed deeply and knew very well what Mai He said.

After all, when they are fine, they will definitely not seek help from Feng Shui masters. Once they decide to find Feng Shui masters, it means that something has happened. In this case, they will definitely want to find someone who can solve problems 100% of their worries, rather than someone who may make mistakes.

Even if they know in their hearts that there may not be 100% successful cases in the world, they still have a mentality of avoiding Feng Shui masters who have failed cases. This is human nature, and it is understandable.

"It seems that I will find someone else in the future."

At this time, Mai He frowned and said, "There are many Feng Shui masters in Xiamen, but there are not many who are of high quality. In other words, there are really not many who can convince me of their level. Putting aside Master Nanchun, is there anyone else? It is best to be more powerful than Master Nanchun..."

"This is really hard to say." Gao Ming scratched his head and said, "Master Nanchun's level is one of the top people. There must be some who are quite strong, but there seems to be no one who is better than him."

"Isn't that Master Fang the moment just now?" someone smiled.

"Haha!" Mai He smiled but didn't say anything. Everyone also understood his subtext. Although judging from his performance just now, Fang Yuan was indeed a bit powerful, but his age was a flaw. Just like seeing a Chinese doctor, you must find an experienced old Chinese doctor. If the doctor is a young doctor, everyone must be worried that he has insufficient experience and has a wrong diagnosis.

Besides, a temporary outstanding performance is nothing, maybe it was just a coincidence?

Human hearts are so strange. If a temporary failure is kept in mind for a lifetime, but if a temporary success is thought to be a super-level performance, it is not a proof of strength. In short, this is the complexity of the human heart.

"Whatever you think." Gao Ming shook his head and said, "Anyway, Master Fang is a little younger, but his strength is obvious to all and worthy of trust..."

The others did not refute, and took the opportunity to change the topic, returned to the town while talking and laughing, and received warm reception from a group of leaders of all sizes.

At the same time, Fang Yuan also brought two employees back to the company and then assigned the task. He just designed a seven-story Wenchang Tower, and the requirements were not high, so he didn't need to take action himself.

Besides, the company cannot keep idle people. It has been more than half a month since the company was established. Several employees are doing nothing all day long. They are a little panicked and will not assign them some tasks to keep them busy. I guess they will also have to worry about whether they will be fired if they are too idle.

Fang Yuan is also a working person, so he naturally understands the ideas of his employees. So as soon as he returns to the company, he immediately explains the task and asks each of his employees to design a plan, and then comprehensively evaluate it.

With a command, Fang Yuan did not see the depressed and reluctant expressions of the employees, but instead saw someone's reaction of relief. Anyway, the moment he turned back to the office, he saw the sound of the computer keyboard serpent, the long-lost melody, the office's sonata.

"Morany is available." Fang Yuan nodded secretly, in a good mood.
Chapter completed!