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"Of course we don't understand Feng Shui or anything like that."

At this time, Yang Shijin's bright eyes glowed with a soft light: "Grandpa Fang has a lot of contacts, so he should know some experts in this field, right? So I would like to ask you to introduce him to me and help my father solve his problem."

"Feng shui troubles..."

At that moment, Landlord Sheng glanced at Fang Yuan subconsciously, and as he thought, he was a little curious: "Ms. Yang, it stands to reason that you should also know an expert in this field."

In response, Ms. Yang said calmly: "She is talking about my ex-husband!"

With a simple word, Landlord Sheng immediately dispelled all his doubts and made him suddenly realize. Before, he was still thinking that Ms. Yang seemed to be single all her life, so how could such a big daughter suddenly appear? Now it seems that it was a bad fate in the past.

Of course, the landlord Sheng also understood somewhat clearly that the purpose of Ms. Yang's invitation to Fang Yuan was not just to express apology, but obviously had other motives.

Thinking of this, landlord Sheng turned around and said with a smile: "Master Fang, it seems it's your turn to take action."

"You don't need me." At this time, Fang Yuan shook his head slightly and said, "Isn't there a Master Wei? He can't handle it?"

"Master Wei, who?" Landlord Sheng didn't know the cause and effect, so he was naturally very puzzled.

"Don't mention him."

At the same time, Ms. Yang no longer tried to hide it, and her tone was even more complicated: "That day he said he could do it. After struggling for an hour, he said it was okay. I was too cautious at the time and let him spend the night in the residence.

.We waited until the next morning to check on his condition. At that time, there was nothing wrong with him, but as soon as he went out, his steps slipped, and his head hit the step next to him, causing a shower of blood to fly...

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At this point, Ms. Yang was very surprised: "Looking back now, I feel that it is evil and too mysterious."

"Mom, that might be an accident."

Yang Shijin's eyes flashed slightly, and she retorted weakly: "After all, you stuffed him a big red envelope at that time. He was so happy that he didn't pay attention to his steps. It's normal for him to trip and fall."

"Once is an accident, twice is a coincidence, what are the three times?" Ms. Yang shook her head and said: "Three or four times, it cannot be described as accidental, but an inevitable result."

"That's right." Landlady Sheng was convinced and taught earnestly: "Jin'er, I know that people of your generation have some misunderstandings about Feng Shui, and think that it is all superstitious and ridiculous. But I can say it responsibly.

, Feng Shui is definitely not a superstition, on the contrary, it has some magical effects.”

"Exactly how magical it is, I guess no matter how nice I say it, you won't believe it." As he spoke, Landlord Sheng smiled and said, "Master Fang, I still have to do something for you and let the facts prove it."

"I'm afraid they are biased and turn a blind eye to the facts." Fang Yuan sighed: "The prejudice is too deep and has reached the point of being deeply ingrained. They will definitely selectively ignore the facts and only believe what they want to believe."

"Who says you don't believe it?"

At the right time, Ms. Yang said frankly: "If I didn't believe it, I wouldn't ask Master Fang for help."

Fang Yuan smiled. After talking so much, he finally got to the point. Since he was asking for help, it would be better if he didn't have to go around in so many circles and just get straight to the point.

"It's hard to help, it's very troublesome." Fang Yuan pondered for a moment and said truthfully: "And it's not that it's troublesome for me, but Professor Shi will find it troublesome..."

"Why do you say that?" Ms. Yang asked curiously: "What kind of trouble is there?"

"The built house must be dismantled in half to solve the problems." Fang Yuan asked, "Do you think Professor Shi can accept such a result?"

"ah."

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but be a little surprised.

"So serious?" Ms. Yang was stunned for a moment, frowned and said: "Master Fang, is it necessary to make such a big noise?"

"If you want to completely solve the problem, you must do this." Fang Yuan said bluntly: "Of course, if you find it too troublesome, there are also temporary solutions."

"What can I do?" Ms. Yang asked subconsciously.

"Find a powerful magic weapon as a counterweight to suppress the aura of the house. However, any counterweight can suppress it for a while, but not for a lifetime." Fang Yuan speculated slightly: "An optimistic estimate is that it can be suppressed for up to three years.

Year. Three years later, you must move out of the house, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous."

"Three years..." Ms. Yang was surprised and still had some doubts in her heart. She didn't know whether she should believe it or not.

"Mr. Fang."

At this moment, Yang Shijin spoke, with a hint of hidden meaning in her gentle and soft voice: "You said that the feng shui of the house is not good and the problem is very serious, so there must be a reason. You can't just say whatever you say.

What, at least come up with proof that can convince us."

"Jin'er, don't talk nonsense, lest you offend the master."

On the surface, Ms. Yang was lecturing her daughter, but in fact she was also looking at Fang Yuan. She also believed that there must be something wrong with the feng shui of Shi Guohua's residence, but she was afraid that Fang Yuan, like Master Wei, would talk nonsense and make people confused.

, but it is a typical example of a gentleman who talks but does not use his hands, and is of no use at all.

"You have to believe in Master Fang's strength."

At this time, without Fang Yuan opening his mouth, Landlord Sheng stood up and defended without hesitation: "Master Fang said that the problem is serious, so we must not take it lightly. Otherwise, you will definitely suffer the loss."

After a series of events, Landlord Sheng's trust in Fang Yuan has reached 100%. If Fang Yuan gets a whim one day and plans to establish a sect, I am afraid that Landlord Sheng will be his number one disciple.

"Fang Lao, it's not that we don't believe it..."

While speaking, Ms. Yang rolled her eyes slightly, and then chuckled: "Oh, I almost forgot, we are here to eat. If there is anything we can talk about later, it's not too late."

"Come, please take a seat..."

Under Ms. Yang's invitation, Fang Yuan and others sat down one after another.

"It's time to start."

Ms. Yang gave a slight signal, and the waiter who had been waiting for a long time saw this and hurriedly came over to set the dishes, spread the tablecloths, open the bottles and pour the wine, all in a quiet and orderly manner.

The wine is red wine, overflowing with fragrance, with a deep dark red color and a soft luster like forging under the light. Wisps of aroma are floating in the air, making people have the urge to taste it carefully.

Of course, red wine is just something to add to the fun, but the real main course is the plates of delicacies that Fang Yuan may or may not recognize. Among them are domestic delicacies, as well as delicacies from abroad.

All in all, it was a feast of gluttony, which really opened the eyes of the two little people Fang Yuan and Bao Longtu. The only pity is that they did not enjoy the meal enough and could not let go to eat and drink. They only had a small taste.

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It's not that they are rigid, they just understand the importance of etiquette. You must know that people are social creatures. In many cases, they do not just live for themselves, but also care about the feelings of others.

In whatever situation you are in, you should behave accordingly.

For example, in a food stall, it is okay to eat and drink as much as you want. On the contrary, everyone pays attention to hygiene. If you use two chopsticks, you have to wash them again and again, and wipe them again. That is purely hypocritical.

The problem is that in more upscale occasions, you have to pay more attention to details, and then come up with a set of codes of conduct like a food stall. That is not called personality, but a lack of etiquette and disrespect for others.

Big bosses often say that with his current status, even if he wears casual clothes and slippers to a meeting, no one would dare to look down on him. Such a domineering sentence, and it sounds very reasonable, making people yearn for it.

A goal to strive for.

However, does the big boss really do this often? It is probably very rare. He may just be so unrestrained in front of his own staff. When he really participates in serious occasions, such as the "Two/Meetings", he must be dressed in formal clothes and dare not show off in the slightest.

random.

Anyway, in Fang Yuan's view, respecting others means respecting yourself. This is a basic social contract spirit, and it is also a disguised form of game rules. If you don't play according to the rules, who can play happily with you?

Of course, etiquette is restraint, and it is somewhat tiring to restrain yourself.

At this time, Fang Yuan had secretly made up his mind not to attend such high-end occasions in the future. Especially for a foodie like Bao Longtu, it was a kind of torture to face a large table of delicious food but not be able to eat as much as he wanted.

ah.

In any case, there is no such thing as a feast that lasts forever. After more than an hour of "taste it, stop it", the dinner was finally over. The waiter took down the cups and plates that were not messy at all, and also served the after-dinner dishes.

fruit dessert.

"Master Fang."

Taking this opportunity, Ms. Yang brought the topic back around: "Perhaps we had a little misunderstanding before, but now the misunderstanding has been resolved, so please don't mind and help to guide me."

It is said that eating people is soft-spoken, so you can enjoy their delicious meals. Fang Yuan really can't do anything to immediately fall out.

"Well, I'll go over there tomorrow." Fang Yuan pondered for a moment and said simply: "I will analyze the feng shui situation of the house one by one. As for whether you believe it or not, it's your business."

"This is the best." Ms. Yang said happily: "In this case, I will send someone to pick up Master Fang tomorrow."

"No, I can just drive there myself."

Fang Yuan waved his hand and agreed, there was no need to put on any airs.

At this point, Ms. Yang achieved her goal, and the banquet was a complete success. She showed a satisfied smile. After chatting for a while, she took the initiative to send Fang Yuan and others away with gifts, and the banquet officially ended.

After a night of silence, Fang Yuan drove to the side of Shi Guohua's residence the next morning.

"Master Fang."
Chapter completed!