The rise of a small town in shoe country

Chapter 256 Fighting Superstition
"You, Wang Jiudan, are happy, but also a little unhappy. Because you have a big appetite, you came to me at the beginning because you wanted to add two to one to make five, and the two of you will jointly start a real estate company. Now it is jointly run by four people, you must not fulfilled."

"Guess right, score." Wang Jiudan shouted.

"You are happy, three are really happy. One is really happy, because you finally got a relationship with Jiang Zongyao. Lao Jiang's social status is far beyond that of you and me. With Lao Jiang as a great god, your network resources, It can be improved by three or five grades. It may not be useful to me, but it will benefit you a lot when you are engaged in construction projects."

"Da Fei, you fucking, you're really a roundworm in my stomach."

"The second happiness is something that most people can guess. Now the construction market is highly competitive, and you, the leader, are very nervous. But with Yun Jiuyao, your construction company will not have to worry about work. So, Lao Jiang Old Yu, and you and I, if you engage in this Yun Jiuyao, you will benefit the most."

"Haha, this is well known, you count as points. But what I am most interested in is what the third happiness is."

Jin Yunfei laughed and said: "This happiness is the happiest of your happiness, because you finally let your wife use her skills. Look at your wife's enthusiasm just now, she was so happy that she didn't even greet me. It is estimated that she has devoted all her body and mind to Yun Jiuyao Company. In this way, your wife will have no time to talk to you. You are free, you son of a bitch, and you can spend time and wine."

Wang Jiudan looked at Jin Yunfei, grabbed Jin Yunfei's hand violently, and said while shaking, "Bosom friend, Da Fei, you are my bosom friend."

"Go." Jin Yunfei shook Wang Jiudan's hand and said with a smile, "Big prize, where's your big prize?"

"You wait."

Wang Jiudan took out a slender wooden box from a cabinet. The wooden box was new and hadn't been painted yet.

The wooden box was placed on the large platform, and Wang Jiudan opened it. Inside the box was covered with silk cloth and cushioned with cotton, and there lay a precious sword impressively.

There was rust on the sword, and even dirt, which had obviously been dug out of the ground.

Jin Yunfei didn't know anything about antiques, he only knew that it was a sword and it must be quite old.

"Da Fei, open your eyes. A friend sold it to me for 18 yuan. Do you think it's worth it?"

"Really?" Jin Yunfei only looked at it and asked, but didn't want to reach out to pick it up to have a look.

Jin Yunfei is no stranger to swords, spears, swords and halberds. When he was a child, he learned martial arts at his grandfather's house. He used to play them all before, but this was the first time he saw Gu Jian.

"It's absolutely true. Before paying the money, I specially invited an expert from the provincial capital to appraise it. The expert said that this is a sword that only generals in the early Tang Dynasty were qualified to wear. Da Fei has a history of more than 300 years."

"What else did the experts say?" Jin Yunfei asked again indifferently.

"Experts also said that it may be the funeral object of a certain general of the Tang Dynasty... Hey, Da Fei, what's wrong with you?"

It turned out that Jin Yunfei's face suddenly changed.

Jin Yunfei stretched out his hand, closed the wooden box, and snorted, "The expert you hired must be a bullshit expert."

"Nonsense. They have a formal unit and are well-known in the provincial capital. Dafei, the appraisal fee is 1 yuan, plus the round-trip fee, a total of [-] yuan."

Jin Yunfei said solemnly: "Jiu Dan, you are trying to die, do you know that?"

"What do you mean? Da Fei, what do you mean?"

"On the one hand, you are not an antique. Antiques can be sold. You are cultural relics. Buying and selling cultural relics is a crime and you will go to jail. That bullshit expert must have never told you this truth because he is blind to money."

Wang Jiudan was stunned, "Da, Da Fei, don't scare me."

"There's something even scarier." Jin Yunfei said, "On the other hand, you said that your broken sword might be a funeral object. I remember when I was young, my grandmother told me that things dug out of the ground should not be casually buried." Take it back and put it at home, especially the things in the grave. Why? Three words, unlucky."

Now, Wang Jiudan was completely dumbfounded.

When it comes to superstition, Jin Yunfei is not superstitious at all. On the contrary, Wang Jiudan is a superstitious ghost. When building Jiudan Building, he spent tens of thousands of yuan just to hire a Fengshui master.

Jin Yunfei's analysis hits on Wang Jiudan's weakness, like enlightenment.

But Jin Yunfei got up and left, really.

When Wang Jiudan came to his senses, he grabbed Jin Yunfei and asked stammeringly, "What should I do?"

"What should I do? I don't want to stay in your office or even your building for one more minute as long as you keep this unlucky thing."

"Say a way, hurry up and tell a way."

"Donate it, donate it quickly. Send it to the County Cultural Relics Bureau, and you have to explain the situation to avoid future troubles."

This is the only way to solve it once and for all. Once Wang Jiu understood it, he ignored Jin Yunfei and ran out with the wooden box in his arms.

Wang Jiudan did what Jin Yunfei said, asked the driver to drive, and went straight to the County Cultural Relics Bureau with a broken sword.

Not to mention, in order to get rid of the bad luck, Wang Jiudan hired the person he thought he should hire, and after a lot of trouble, he spent tens of thousands of dollars.

Of course, this is something.

As for Jin Yunfei, he really didn't want to stay in Wang Jiudan's office anymore. Not being superstitious didn't mean he wasn't particular about it. There was still a psychological effect.

Seeing Wang Jiudan run away, he walked downstairs to Yun Jiuyao Company on the seventh floor.

Jiang Zongyao and Yu Kefei didn't like excitement either. The two were hiding in the office to talk about something. Jin Yunfei called first before looking for the door. Naturally, he found it easily.

Before Jin Yunfei could sit down, Yu Kefei asked, "Yunfei, where did you and Jiudan go? Where are the others?"

Jin Yunfei didn't hide anything, and told the story of Wang Jiudan vividly.

After listening, Jiang Zongyao and Yu Kefei were already laughing up and down.

Jiang Zongyao is also a superstitious person. After laughing, he asked: "Yunfei, this thing is better to be believed than not to be believed. Let me ask you, why don't I put the company on the seventh floor instead of the eighth floor? "

Yu Kefei said: "Lao Jiang, I'm about to ask for advice on this question."

"Just up and down." Jin Yunfei blurted out without thinking.

Jiang Zongyao gave a thumbs up and praised.

Yu Kefei suddenly realized.

Jiang Zongyao pointed to Jin Yunfei and said with a smile: "In your words, if you say you are not superstitious, even if you beat me to death, I won't believe it."

Yu Kefei also smiled and said, "I don't believe it either."

"Brothers, everything should be divided into two." Jin Yunfei said: "When my family was so poor, I didn't pay much attention to anything. Later, I gradually started to pay attention to it, but it was only limited to Feng Shui knowledge. I I always believe that superstition is not a good thing, and Feng Shui should be paid attention to. In short, Feng Shui is still a bit scientific, and it is worth paying attention to.”

Yu Kefei said: "You mean that you are different from Jiudan."

"Old Yu, it's not different. Jiudan is extremely superstitious, and he looks a bit obsessed."

Jiang Zongyao asked: "Yunfei, why did Jiudan go crazy?"

(End of this chapter)