Heavenly Master, I have a different world.

Chapter 100 Death News
The content of the video is a bit shocking, a light push with one palm can push people several meters away, which is probably no more than the legendary dark strong.

Fortunately,

There is a mixed bag of real and fake news on the Internet.

There are also various editing and special effects. Except for a small group of people who were present at the time, few people really believed it.

even,

Even the people who were present that day were a little unconfident in recalling it.

maybe...

It's someone else's oboe, and it's not necessarily true to make them believe it on purpose. In short, the video went viral within a few days and was covered by other hot spots.

the other side.

Wen Lei finally made up his mind to join Fang Ci.

"As early as when I was in school, my family had already started planning my career, starting with the auction under Tongchuang."

"Then join Tongchuang, and finally use Tongchuang as a springboard to join Tiansheng and join the upper class."

She shrugged and said:

"In the future, I will develop into investment, private equity and so on. For this reason, I have also taken a special examination in this area, and my family has used a lot of connections."

"I admire." Fangzheng said:
"It's better for rich people like you. Every step of life has a plan. Like me... life is a step by step."

"Huh?" Wen Lei looked sideways, with a strange expression:
"It's fine for others to say this, but it feels like you're laughing at me when you say it out of your mouth."

"No."

"never mind."

After arranging her hair, Wen Lei sighed helplessly:

"Plans don't always keep up with change."

"One wrong step may have cost me several years in Tongchuang, and now I've been kidnapped by you. Years of planning have all been in vain."

"It's not crutches." Fangzheng said:

"It's an invitation, and joining Fangci is definitely the right decision."

"Okay." Wen Lei nodded:
"I can earn several 10 a year in Tongchuang. I am a real high-salary class. Boss Fang won't give you a lower price than before, right?"

"Of course not." Fangzheng waved his hand:
"I have decided to release part of Fangci's equity to outstanding employees. When the company goes public, Boss Wen will immediately realize the freedom of wealth."

"Listed?" Wen Lei snorted softly:
"Let's take one step at a time."

The two found a drink shop on the side of the road and sat down, ordered a drink casually, Wen Lei opened the file and looked through the files while sipping slowly.

"Your profit..."

"real or fake?"

"Really." Fangzheng was a little complacent:
"So I say that joining Fangci is the right decision."

"Jade business alone has a net profit of nearly 800 million yuan a month." Wen Lei showed surprise, and subconsciously sat up straight:
"how did you do that?"

A net profit of over [-] million yuan a year is beyond the reach of many listed companies.

"Secret!" Fangzheng coughed lightly:
"You don't need to worry about the jade business. Our next focus will be on the porcelain business."

Buying and selling jade relies on foreign resources.

To be honest, I definitely can't continue to be so unrestrained in the future. After all, a lot of jade flows out of my hands, which will eventually arouse the suspicion of others.

Why can your low-quality stones produce good jade, and can continue to produce jade.

It doesn't make sense!

Only a small amount of high-quality jade output can be maintained.

"Ah."

Wen Lei suppressed her doubts and continued to look down:
"Your accounts are too clean. It's not like a company. If you start a company like you, [-]% of the women who step on the sewing machine in the prison will not be accountants."

"porcelain……"

"Are you sure you can sell your porcelain?"

"I can be sure that even if my porcelain is placed in the whole country, it belongs to the top batch." Fangzheng said:

"There is no problem with the quality, it depends on the market."

"No wonder you are interested in Fugui Porcelain Factory." Wen Lei touched her smooth chin and said:
"Currently, the porcelain business has not yet started, so we need to focus on three aspects: production, sales, and service. Are you sure you can handle Fugui Porcelain Factory?"

"Of course." Fang Zheng smiled lightly:
"You can rest assured about that."

"That's the sale." Wen Lei took out the plan Xia Hong gave, and reached out and tapped:
"This man is a master of promotion!"

"right."

Fangzheng said:
"Her name is Xia Hong. I did underestimate her before. You can get to know her in the future."

"I know her." Wen Lei bowed her head:
"Myron's regular customer, very... sexy."

"So I don't need to intervene in sales for the time being. The company still lacks a physical store. Where do you plan to put it?"

"Commercial Street." Fang Zheng said:

"It's best to be next to the top luxury goods and compete with them."

"Domineering!" Wen Lei gave a thumbs up:
"Since there is so much money in the company's account, I propose to make more money, and we can win shops in the commercial street and the commercial city at the same time."

"In terms of decoration, the top designers are invited to decorate according to the direction of luxury."

"Based on a unit price of 18..."

"There are also sales staff, which also need to be carefully selected. It is best to have experience in luxury sales. You want to focus on high-end, right?"

"Yes."

Fang Zheng nodded and took out his phone at the same time:
"You can figure it out. I'll answer the phone first."

"Hey!"

"Monk." Dapeng's voice came from the phone, full of bewilderment and bewilderment, so low that Fangzheng suspected that there was another person on the other side.

"Come here, Old Shi..."

"died!"

"what?"

Fangzheng's wrist trembled.

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bridge hole.

People from the Public Security Department have surrounded the scene of the murder.

Except for some curious nearby residents, some police officers were busy at the scene.

A few days ago, a heavy rain made mud under the bridge hole. Two corpses were dug out of the mud, and police dogs kept barking.

The screams are disturbing.

cry,
It has never been interrupted.

"Zi..."

The Shan brand pickup made an ear-piercing friction sound, the tires almost rubbed against the ground, and a figure jumped out of the car before it stopped.

Fangzheng rushed forward and looked at Dapeng:
"what happened?"

"I don't know." Dapeng's eyes were dull and his expression was in a trance:

"I don't know anything."

"You..." Fangzheng clenched his fist and walked towards the murder scene.

"stop!"

"You can't just enter here."

Some police officers shouted loudly and reached out to intercept them.

"Let him come over." He Jiangdong who was inspecting the scene inside beckoned:
"Boss Fang may be able to provide some clues."

"Yes."

Quickly coming to the field, Fangzheng bowed his head, his eyes fell on one of the corpses, his eyes shrank involuntarily, and the veins on the back of his hands were bulging.

Shi Xin!

He... really died!
how come?
Even though he has seen many dead people and corpses, the death of his good friend who was talking and laughing with him a few days ago is still hard for him to accept.

"I just found out that the deceased was Boss Fang's friend." He Jiangdong patted Fang Zheng's shoulder and sighed softly:
"I am sorry for your loss."

"Who did it?" Fangzheng gritted his teeth, his eyes were red:

"Who killed Shi Xin?"

This is a modern society. It cannot be said that there are no murders, but they are indeed pitifully rare. He never thought that it would happen to his friends.

"That person's name is Zhang Yongfeng." He Jiangdong didn't give a direct answer, but pointed to another corpse in the field, saying:
"He was the former general manager of Longgang."

"Zhang Yongfeng?"

Fangzheng narrowed his eyes, he knew this person.

"After Longgang was sold, Zhang Yongfeng was responsible for dismissing and relocating the original employees. He had more than 2000 million severance pay in his hand." He Jiangdong said:
"Now, the severance package is gone."

"himself……"

"He was also killed!"

?

Fangzheng squinted:

"You mean, someone killed him and took away his severance pay. Old Shi... happened to pass by, and was killed by the murderer?"

"Almost." He Jiangdong nodded:

"However, the surname Zhang didn't intend to give the employees severance pay from the very beginning, but wanted to take it privately. A few nights ago, he took the money and prepared to run away."

"Your friend is a reporter, so you should have been watching him all the time, so you followed Zhang Yongfeng when he fled with the money, and then... met the murderer."

"Who is the murderer?" Fangzheng lowered his head, gritted his teeth and said:
"I want to know who the murderer is!"

"This..." He Jiangdong hesitated for a moment, then sighed helplessly:

"The murderer's method of killing was clean and neat, without leaving any traces at the scene. In addition, the time of the murder happened a few nights ago, and the body was soaked in mud."

"It is impossible to say that there is no possibility of finding the murderer, but it is indeed pitifully small."

"Director He." Fang Zheng tilted his head and looked directly at the other party:

"You are an expert in solving crimes by the Public Security Department. When you graduated from the Public Security School, you even had the title of Eagle Eye Detective."

"With your hands, there is never a case that cannot be solved!"

Industry specializing in surgery.

Maybe the character of the other party is not very good, but the method of solving the case is also one of the best in the whole Qu City, there is no doubt about it.

"Heh..." He Jiangdong sighed lightly, with complicated eyes:
"It's because I know too much about murder cases that I understand more clearly that it is almost impossible to have results in murder cases like today's."

"Boss Fang."

He patted Fangzheng on the shoulder, turned and left:

"People have to learn to accept that sometimes questions just don't have answers."

a long time.

"call……"

Fangzheng let out a long breath, turned his gaze around the field, and called one of them to stop:
"Officer Lin."

"Boss Fang." Officer Lin stopped what he was doing and looked back:

"Is something wrong?"

"I want to ask, do you have any clues?" Fangzheng stepped closer and said:
"As a friend of the deceased, isn't it too much to ask about the situation?"

"This..." Officer Lin pursed his lips and said helplessly:

"I can understand your feelings, but the Public Security Department has its own rules for handling cases, and... I'm afraid you will do something wrong."

What if Fangzheng learned something from him, and then ran over to kill someone, what if the accident happened to him.

"rest assured."

Fangzheng said in a low voice:
"I won't be impulsive, and Officer Lin doesn't think that if you don't tell me, I have no way to know?"

"You..." Officer Lin frowned and sighed after thinking about it:
"Ok."

He walked up to the corpse and said:

"Both victims were killed by one blow. The fatal injuries were in the heart and the back of the neck respectively, which shows that the perpetrators had a good understanding of the human body."

"Martial arts are not bad."

Shi Xin was not considered tall and powerful, but his physique was not bad, but he had no power to resist the murderer and even failed to escape.

It shows that the gap between the two is too large.

Big to the point of exaggeration.

"And the murder weapon."

Officer Lin squatted down and gestured with his hand:
"The murder weapon is long and thin, similar to a sharp chopstick, or it may be a sharp thorn, which can easily break through the flesh and internal organs of the human body."

"It can also let blood out quickly."

"Once you get hit, and it's a vital point, there is almost no possibility of survival."

Fangzheng squinted his eyes, with a dignified expression on his face.

Judging from Officer Lin's description, the murderer was obviously not an ordinary person, he might be a professional killer, and the timing of his appearance was just right, so it should have been premeditated.

"He knew Zhang Yongfeng was here that night."

Fangzheng said:
"Or……"

"He had a way to get Zhang Yongfeng to come under the bridge on the night of the murder, so there is a high probability that the murderer knew Zhang Yongfeng."

"Not bad." Officer Lin nodded:

"Not only did he know each other, but he also knew that Zhang Yongfeng had money in his hands, so he was able to seek money and kill him. Now the department has started summoning suspects."

"Don't be impulsive. When such a murder occurs, we want to catch the murderer and bring him to justice more than you do."

"En." Fangzheng nodded slowly, and said again:

"Officer Lin, I want to cooperate with the Public Security Department."

"Cooperation?" Officer Lin was taken aback:
"What is there to cooperate with us? Don't think about revenge in private. Private courts are also not allowed."

"You misunderstood." Fangzheng shook his head:
"I have money, and I can provide it to your public security department."

"If someone provides useful clues, I am willing to give 10 yuan, and if there is conclusive evidence to find the murderer, I will give 100 million yuan."

"There must be someone near the bridge hole that night."

"Maybe..."

"It's not necessarily true that someone witnessed the murder. I just want to help."

"This..." Officer Lin's eyes flickered:

"should be no problem."

After a while.

Officer Lin came to He Jiangdong's side and presented Fang Zheng's proposals one by one.

"100?"

He Jiangdong raised his eyebrows, then shook his head and chuckled:

"He is willing to spend money, let him spend it, but the result may not be satisfactory."

"Why?" Police Officer Lin showed surprise:

"Now we have a lot of clues in our hands, and we may not be able to find the murderer, and the people in Fuhong Steel Factory must know the inside story."

"I don't know why." He Jiangdong sighed:

"Something in the dark tells me that this time...we're afraid we're going to fall."

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Cloud Sea Restaurant.

top floor.

This is an open-air terrace with no obstructions. You can look up at the stars in the sky, and you can also overlook the most prosperous night scene in Qushi.

tonight.

The top floor of the restaurant was taken over by the owner of Fang Ci.

one night,

A minimum of 10,000+ is required!

Not counting some expensive drinks and food, otherwise it would easily be hundreds of thousands.

Fangzheng put on an ancient costume, stepped on soft cloth shoes, and walked slowly to the center of the rooftop under the guidance of the hotel manager.

"Boss Fang."

The manager bowed his head and said:
"Today's place belongs to you."

"I don't know if you have any special arrangements. We can provide cakes for free and have musicians staying in the hotel."

obviously.

He regards Fang Zheng as a rich second generation who proposes or shows love.

I have to say that if you bring your favorite woman here to propose marriage, it is really romantic and can increase the chance of success.

but……

"No need."

Fangzheng gently waved his hands, and said in a cold voice:
"When my guests come, just lead them up. As for the others... don't let others come up without my request."

"Yes." The manager nodded:
"Then...you can sit down first."

"Ah."

Fangzheng paced back and forth in the arena with his hands behind his back, followed by Xiaohan, with some doubts in his eyes.

This time I interviewed people from Yuanjia Village, the boss did not bring anyone else with him.

Just brought him.

It stands to reason that it shouldn't be.

After all, I am just a legal consultant, and the object of this negotiation is not likely to be able to sit down and negotiate a contract honestly.

As for intimacy...

Then it's even more out of my turn, not to mention Wan Dandan, the boss should also bring the manager Wen Leiwen who he personally signed.

Could it be that it is inconvenient because they are women?

He opened his mouth, his eyes fell on Fangzheng's cold expression, and Xiao Han shut up knowingly.

The boss is very unhappy these days.

Don't touch its mold.

While Xiao Han was full of thoughts, Fang Zheng also fell into deep thought, and many descriptions about the altar came to mind one by one.

'The altar is one foot high, and the law is three points high. '

In theory, the higher the altar, the better.

Don't you see that the imperial court often chooses the top of the mountain to worship the heavens, and even if it is not good, it will set up a high altar in the palace for real people to climb the altar and cast spells.

Higher.

The easier it is to connect with the Qi mechanism of heaven and earth.

The power that can be erupted by casting spells will also become stronger accordingly.

Even Zhang Mingrui usually set up the altar on the sedan chair because the sedan chair is one or two feet higher than the ground.

If you are one or two feet taller, you will be able to gain one or two points stronger, and you will have a chance to gain the upper hand when facing an opponent who is evenly matched with you.

"It's nice here!"

With his hands behind his back, Fangzheng raised his eyes and looked into the distance, his eyes were gloomy.

The top floor of Yunhai Restaurant is naturally not the highest place in Qushi, but the view is wide enough to be used as a meditation altar.

"The air of the earth rises and falls, and the stars of the sky shine."

"Seven-star altar can be set up!"

The seven-star dharma altar is a relatively common type of altar. The release of the seven stars can arouse the power of the stars, and the spells related to the stars will also be enhanced accordingly.

"Confused stars and gods."

Fangzheng counted with his fingers, his eyes flickering:
"There are also some spells from the Lushan Wutou sect that can be used."

As his thoughts turned, he stepped on the seven stars to move back and forth in the arena, and every time he reached a certain position, he would stop and look around.

Or move the flower bed, or pour some water, or drop a few things.

These things can to a certain extent affect the collision between the heaven and the earth, seemingly inconspicuous, but essential.

Under Xiao Han's surprised gaze, Fangzheng came to the center of the altar again, where the food was served, and slowly sat at the main seat.

"call……"

Squinting his eyes slightly, he took out a black iron plate from his body and chanted in a low voice.

"Sky Lingling, Earth Lingling, three respects in front of the disciple altar!"

"One invites the stars to enter the Purple Mansion!"

"Second, please go to the altar of spirits!"

"Three requests and five moves are called!"

His voice was so low and fast that Xiao Han couldn't hear it clearly even if he listened carefully, but he felt more and more that today's boss is very weird.

next moment.

"call……"

On the calm rooftop, there was a sudden gust of wind.

Fangzheng's clothes rattled in the gust of wind, making the tableware on the table jingle and clinking, making Xiao Han reeling.

"wind!"

Xiao Han stabilized his body, his complexion changed greatly:
"Boss, it's windy, and the wind is still strong, shall we go downstairs?"

"wind?"

Fang's face remained unchanged, and he sat on the spot unmoved:
"Where does the wind come from?"

"Just..." Xiao Han stretched out his hand, his face suddenly became surprised, he looked around everything, the surrounding was calm, his eyes could not help but be filled with bewilderment:
"Impossible, just now..."

"You are daydreaming, there is no wind today." Fang Zheng sat upright with his eyes closed:
"It's almost time."

"people,"

"It's time to arrive, too."

　An elder in the family has passed away, and there have been fewer updates in recent days, and I will ask for a few days off.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)