I asked you to read Feng Shui and you became the master of Yingjiang?

Chapter 3: Can a person from the Dragon Kingdom still influence the election?
"Meira, why don't you go to the beauty salon today?"

On the street, the old man frowned and said before getting in the car.

Beside them, a circle of bodyguards stood, looking in every direction warily.

"My dear, I can't do anything that breaks someone's trust."

Meira rolled her eyes at her husband with a charming look, and said with a smile: "Did you really believe what the liar from the Dragon Kingdom said? Don't worry, it'll be fine. But you, you have to be careful about your competitors."

The old man shook his head: "I have no problem, believe me, no one knows how to protect yourself better than me, but you must be careful and bring more bodyguards."

"Okay, okay, I understand, I will be careful!"

Meera kissed her husband on the cheek, got into her car, and then left without looking back, surrounded by several bodyguard cars.

The old man shook his head helplessly and turned to look at the small shop in the distance with a strange look in his eyes.

For some reason, at this moment, he inexplicably remembered the young man's words:
"Although the life palace is expensive, there are obstacles. If it is not resolved, what you seek will be in vain."

What exactly does this mean?

He couldn't help but think.

But then he shook his head and laughed, and he was stunned.

Whether you can become the general or not is decided by the voters.

How can a person from the Dragon Kingdom still influence the election of the general?
This is simply fantasy.

The old man thought mockingly.

He also said that his wife would be shot today, which is even more nonsense.

His wife is protected by at least four bodyguards at all times, how could an accident happen?

Unless he is god.

Just as the old man was thinking this, a bodyguard came over with a phone.

"Sir, your phone number belongs to Mr. Edwin."

Edwin is his campaign consultant and is responsible for all aspects of his campaign.

Picking up the phone, Edwin's rich voice came over:
"Mr. Kant, your election tour will start tomorrow afternoon. It is a warm-up speech. I need you to familiarize yourself with the manuscript as soon as possible to avoid any surprises."

The old man smiled and said into the phone: "Don't worry, Edwin, no one knows how to speak better than me. This is just a small problem."

After hanging up the phone, the old man got into the car and drove away.

……

"Debra, Kant didn't know which nerve was wrong today. He had to go to someone for divination, but he met a liar!"

In a luxuriously decorated room, Meira was lying on the bed, enjoying the services of the beauty salon technician, while speaking to another woman who was also enjoying the beauty services on the bed not far away.

Debra is her best friend. She is in her 30s and a great beauty.

But unlike her, Debra's husband was relatively unlucky. After leaving Debra a large inheritance, he passed away.

Debra was left alone to completely liberate herself after coming out of her grief.

Anyway, the business is naturally taken care of by her subordinates. She only needs to be responsible for the crazy consumption.

This kind of life has attracted many envious looks in the circle of wealthy ladies like them.

"Ha, divination? Does Kant still believe in this?"

Debra, whose face was covered with a thick layer of black mud, curled her lips and smiled:
"Astrology is all a lie. I happen to know an astrologer. She told me privately that astrology is just made up to cater to the tastes of the rich and is all fake."

Meera changed into a more comfortable position and then said:

"I remembered, it's not astrology, because that's a man from the Dragon Kingdom. Well, he's quite handsome. I guess it suits your taste. Hey, that's not the point. I mean, he's not using astrology. But it’s some kind of skill from the Dragon Kingdom.”

Debra became interested and signaled the waiter to remove the volcanic mud from her face. Then she started doing it and asked with a smile:
"A young man from the Dragon Kingdom? I'll go and have a look if I get the chance. You know, I like... to hunt for novelties!"

Meera curled her lips: "Come on, Debra, you don't even know how hateful that Dragon Country man is, he actually cursed me to be shot."

Debra was stunned, "Shoot? What happened?"

Meira pushed away the waiter beside her, washed her face with water, and then said: "After I exposed him as a liar, this man from the Dragon Kingdom got angry and said that I would definitely be shot today, and also said that my disaster was a series of disasters. Constantly, haha, this is so ridiculous, does he think he is God?"

Debra said oh and smiled too.

"I guess he just wants to swindle some money. People like them always like to do this."

"But now that you say it, I'm even more interested. By the way, what's the name of his astrology clinic?"

Meira said: "That's not an astrology center. I recognize the two characters of the Dragon Kingdom on his door, um, yin and yang and so on. I don't recognize the last character."

When Meira was in school, she learned a little bit about Dragon Kingdom writing out of curiosity, but now she has almost forgotten it.

"yin and yang?"

Debra awkwardly learned the pronunciation of these two words, with a strange look in her eyes:

"I seem to have heard these two syllables somewhere. It seems to represent some kind of mysterious profession in the culture of the Dragon Kingdom. It involves dealing with the dead. I will have to look up the information later."

Debra is a fan of Dragon Kingdom and likes to study Dragon Kingdom culture.

Meera rolled her eyes:
"Okay, Debra, I don't want to talk about the Dragon Country people now. Let's go and have a drink."

Debra laughed, "If I don't go, I'm afraid of getting shot."

Meera rolled her eyes at her: "Is the gun you are talking about a regular gun?"

She continued: "Come on, did you believe the prophecy of that Dragon Kingdom man? He was just a liar."

"Okay, okay, but to be on the safe side, let's not go to the bar. There happens to be a newly opened restaurant downstairs, where we can go and have a drink."

"No problem. It just so happens that I don't want to go to the bar. You know, my husband has already started running for election, and I don't want to add some black material to him."

Meera said with a smile.

After the two got dressed, surrounded by bodyguards, they prepared to take the elevator downstairs.

At this moment, the waiter who had done their beauty treatment just now squeezed into the elevator.

This waiter's name is Bixi. Every time the two of them come, Bixi receives them.

"Sorry ma'am, I have to go to the first floor too." Bixi said after coming in.

"It's okay, Bissie!" Debra said with a smile.

This elevator was originally a private elevator and the space was not large. Meira and Debra plus two bodyguards made it very crowded.

After Bixi came in, it became even more crowded.

Meira frowned and said to her two bodyguards: "You two, take the stairs and wait for me downstairs."

"But……"

The bodyguards were ordered to protect Meera at all times.

"It's nothing, this is an order, and this is only the third floor. You must have arrived before me. Do you think I will be shot in the elevator?"

Meera said.

Several bodyguards laughed.

Got shot?How is that possible? Are these bodyguards just for a living?
"Good lady!"

The two bodyguards walked out and quickly walked towards the stairs.

Just like Meira said, it's only three floors. At their speed, it's definitely faster than the elevator.

At the same time, the elevator doors of Meira and the others closed.

A pale white man with a ferocious face approached the elevator entrance on the first floor drunkenly.

"Bixi, you bitch, bitch, I will make you pay the price today!"

He tightened his grip on the pistol in his pocket and growled lowly.

……

(End of this chapter)