The best feng shui master

Chapter 102

"Damn China pig, cunning monkey, shameless..."

Mitsui Kishou furiously smashed all the visible things in the room to pieces, still unresponsively drew out his samurai sword and slashed wildly, making the room even more messy.

At this time, Mitsui Guishou kept cursing in his mouth, where there was no trace of humility and elegance in normal times, he instantly turned into a mad dog with red eyes.

Just 10 minutes ago, the Japanese headquarters called, which made his heart filled with anticipation feel like a freezing cellar, and the contrast between the front and back was like heaven and hell.

The Chenghua Doucai chicken bowl cup bought for 700 million Huaxia coins is a fake!

The Japanese headquarters took it back for energy dispersive fluorescence spectroscopy testing. In the advanced laboratory of the University of Tokyo, it was found that this chicken cup was not even in the early Ming Dynasty, not even last week!

This is a fake that was forced out overnight, a complete fake!
Bai Zongliang lit a cigarette, looked at the furious Mitsui Guiju coldly, and did not express anything.It was useless to say anything at this time. He could vaguely hear from the phone that the Japanese headquarters was extremely dissatisfied with his behavior this time. If it wasn't for the excellent work in the early stage, he might have been recalled directly and sent someone else.

For Mitsui Guishou, who has always regarded honor as his life and looked down on Chinese people in his bones, it would be more enjoyable and straightforward to directly commit seppuku.

But he was just being looked down upon by a Chinese person, and the Chinese pig in their mouth was forced to go to 700 million!
Although Bai Zongliang was not as angry as Mitsui Guishou, he was still uncomfortable. The [-]% commission that should have gone to him was completely wasted.

370 million is not much, not to the point of hurting his muscles and bones, but it still makes Bai Zongliang feel distressed for a while.

It's ridiculous that the two of them were celebrating triumphantly a few days ago, but they were played around like a monkey by Chen Yi unexpectedly.

Bai Zongliang stomped the cigarette butts to death on the luxurious carpet, and asked in a cold voice: "Mr. Mitsui, what are you going to do next? You want to treat Chen Yi as a typical plan, but now it seems that you are stillborn."

Mitsui Guiju raised his head abruptly, his eyes were fierce, like a wolf staring at its prey, "Are you mocking me?"

"No, no, Mr. Mitsui misunderstood. You were deceived by that villain. You feel uncomfortable, and I also lost a lot. I just want to remind you that anger can't solve the problem. How to deal with Chen Yi is the most important thing. If we are punched by the news If it spreads out, I'm afraid it will become a joke in the entire Quancheng City in less than a day!"

Hearing this, Sanjin Guishou snorted coldly, his face calmed down a bit, but it could still be seen from his rapid breathing that he was trying his best to suppress himself to avoid going berserk.

"Damn China pig, I will pay you a terrible price for your comeback!"

Mitsui Guishou's voice was cold, wishing to eat his flesh raw and drink his blood.

Han Wenxue hadn't met Chen Yi once these days, and Chen Yi hadn't contacted him, as if they had forgotten each other.

But is it really that simple?

At least this is not the case with Han Wenxue. Whether it is eating, sleeping, or doing other things, the figure of that damned stick flashes in her mind all the time, his smirk, his "two fingers" by herself "Zen" grinned when he pinched the soft flesh around his waist, and that firm chest filled with a sense of security...

But there is often another person who appears with him, the outstanding demeanor of the woman who he keeps calling "Sister Yan".

She couldn't help but compare herself to her.

Her figure is not as tall and sexy as her, without her valiant and heroic posture, especially when she is wearing a uniform, it has attracted countless men, and her work is not as mature as her...

But I also have my own advantages. For example, Chinese men generally like fair and delicate skin. Compared with Luo Yan's slightly sharp cheek curves, I am more gentle and gentle. The most important thing is that I can always be with Chen It's easy to be together, you don't need to be like her, it may take more than ten days, or a few months to set out a mission...

Han Wenxue felt that she had a gap compared with Luo Yan, but she also had advantages. If there was a fair competition, even if she took the lead in the time, the outcome would still be [-]-[-] points. If the time was longer, he could spend more time with Chen With Yi by his side, the chances of winning will be even greater.

But feelings are not like a database. You can list the strengths and weaknesses of two people on a piece of paper, and then score them comprehensively. The one with the highest score wins.

Even if you have the upper hand, so what?

Is it really possible to tear your face apart and ruthlessly compete with Luo Yan?
Just because Luo Yan stretched out her hands generously and let herself into the ward when she was most helpless, to make up for the debt in her heart, she couldn't even think of crossing the river and tearing down the bridge!

The more she thought about it, the sadder she became.

After so many years, I finally met a person I fell in love with, but I could only watch him by my side, unable to do anything to achieve a positive result.

God was lucky to her, allowing her to meet Chen Yi when she was dying, but God was unfair to her, why did she fall in love with this man, and why did she set up such a powerful enemy in advance?
One sip and one peck can make a conclusion, maybe I have owed him something, and the debt I owe must be repaid!

These messy thoughts have tortured her to the point of collapse these days.

In order not to think about it anymore, she could only keep herself busy without stopping for a moment.

In the past, she was the chief landscape architect of the Feng family company. Now that the Feng family has collapsed for a long time, she has not found a new job, and has been running around among major real estate development companies these days.

I don't know if it's because of my emotions. I interviewed four or five companies in Quancheng, but none of them succeeded.

It's not that those real estate development companies are dissatisfied with her. On the contrary, the treatment they offer is quite attractive. With the background of returnees, plus the last time the winner of the landscape design gold medal, there will be no shortage of jobs no matter where she goes.

It's just that Han Wenxue didn't like them.

It's not that the company's management is chaotic and there is not much development prospect, or that the concept does not match her, and her creativity cannot be maximized.

Just walked out of the last company, Han Wenxue's face is ugly. This company is almost the most suitable one she has seen these days. The company has strong financial strength, high level of operation, and strict management. It's just the company that has been staring at him The vice president made Han Wenxue shudder.

If it weren't for the people coming and going from outside the office, Han Wenxue felt that he would show his true nature as a beast and eat himself.

Before leaving, the well-dressed man in a suit and leather shoes was still asking her if she had a boyfriend and asking for her phone number.

Han Wenxue ran away, hiding in the elevator like a frightened deer, and he let out a sigh of relief when he saw that he didn't follow.

Nowhere is it safe by Chen Yi's side!

What is this magic stick doing?Ever think about yourself?
Han Wenxue walked on the dimly lit street, looking aimlessly at the couple of happy couples, with mixed feelings in her heart, but she didn't notice a young man in a baseball cap and tracksuit following her a few meters behind her.

The young man was like an ordinary pedestrian, walking in a leisurely manner, looking around from time to time, but the distance from Han Wenxue was always controlled within a distance that could be reached by speeding up.

Just as he was passing by an old community in Quancheng, the young man suddenly quickened his pace, walked up to Han Wenxue, yanked off his handbag, and ran wildly.

Han Wenxue was staggered by the huge force and almost fell to the ground.

But she couldn't take care of so much. Inside the bag was a blueprint that she spent several months designing, which can be said to be the result of hard work.

At this moment, she forgot to be nervous and afraid, threw off her high heels regardless of her image, and chased after the bag snatcher.

The young man turned his head to see Han Wenxue getting closer and closer, he seemed very surprised, and turned into the messy neighborhood.

Not long after, she disappeared from Han Wenxue's sight.

Han Wenxue bent over, put her hands on her knees, gasped for breath, her eyes were full of unwillingness.

But so what, I can only blame myself for being unlucky, and hope that this bag snatcher doesn't know what to buy and doesn't sell it to other real estate developers, otherwise even if she still has the original manuscript in her computer, it belongs to someone else.

This community is an old community in Quancheng that is facing renovation. It was a dormitory allocated by the Second Machinery Construction Factory in the 80s. The community is congested, the facilities are backward, and most of the street lights have been broken.

It wasn't until now that she realized that she had chased to such a remote place.

Han Wenxue looked at the dark night sky around him, goosebumps popped up one after another, and at the same time, there was a tingling pain under his feet, which should be worn out.

"Miss Han, why are you leaving in such a hurry?"

Just as she took a few steps and was about to return the same way, a familiar voice came.

Mitsui Kishou slowly walked out of the darkness. Behind him stood the Sanming black-clothed ninja. If you didn't look carefully, it seemed that he really merged with the night.

"You, what do you want to do?"

Han Wenxue was not a fool, she knew that she had accidentally fallen into someone else's trap.

The thief who snatched the bag should have been arranged by the Japanese.

(End of this chapter)