Super Great Fortune Teller

CHAPTER 67 - YOU WILL DIE IN THREE DAYS

After getting on the car that the Uncle Wang was talking about, Wang Qian finally understood what it meant to be money and goods. It was no wonder that there were only three cars in the entire Peng City.

Leaving aside the degree of comfort, the interior, materials, design of the car revealed only one word everywhere — domineering!

Sitting on the boss's chair, Wang Qian felt that there was something wrong with his hands.

Oh right, it was a cellphone!

He could imagine a man in a suit sitting on his boss' chair, holding a mobile phone and giving out orders. With just a few words, he could determine the fate of countless employees and the structure of the world economy.

Sigh, so this is how the aura of a superior is developed.

"Mr. Wang, my name is Liu Lin, you can call me Xiao Liu." Your hotel has already been arranged, do you want to go to the hotel or look for total zou first? " As expected of a secretary of the department. His words were spoken in an orderly manner, his smile and his tone were perfect, making one feel comfortable.

Wang Qian replied: "I'll go look for your total zou first."

Although the Peng City was good, he couldn't stay for long. After all, he was mainly working at Star City.

Zhao Caisheng's relationship with him could not be wasted just like that, there was still the monk's shop, and most importantly, there was Xu Xiaoya.

"Alright, then let me first talk about the reason for inviting Master Wang here …"

After all, he was a professional.

It turns out that this total zou was planning to move to a new district. His old house from before was old, and had earned some money in the past few years, which no longer suited his identity.

But moving was no small thing, especially for a rich man like this, which was quite superstitious about luck.

Therefore, he wanted to find a master to help him look at the Feng Shui of the new place. If that was not possible, he could change it as soon as possible. Coincidentally, at this time, he found out about Wang Qian from Zhao Caisheng and hurriedly invited him over.

Other than asking Wang Qian to take a look at Feng Shui, he also wanted to make friends with Wang Qian. After all, there were a lot of Master Feng Shui these days, but no one had ever seen a master capable of capturing ghosts.

"total zou is currently at his new residence. Let's go directly there."

Soon, the car arrived at a villa complex.

In a place like Peng City, the price of housing was several times higher than in Star City. For someone to be able to live here, his status could be imagined.

At the very least, it would not be inferior to Zhao Caisheng in terms of capital, and might even far surpass him.

Of course, this total zou would definitely not be able to reach the Shen family's level. After all, he was just a single person, although he had some loose goods under his hands, he could not go against the corporation.

But no matter how much money he did not have, he would always be richer than Wang Qian.

"Master Wang, this way, please." Along the way, they stopped in front of a private villa.

From the outside, it was not too exaggerated. At least, it was not as big as the Shen family. However, it was still a mansion that ordinary people would not be able to struggle for several lifetimes.

"Master Wang, please come in."

Finally arriving at the main house, Wang Qian was a little surprised by the hall's decorations, he had been to both the Zhao Caisheng and Shen Families before.

However, compared to this villa, it was not worth mentioning. This total zou seemed to be using the word luxury to the extreme, as if he was afraid that others would think that he was broke.

At least, Wang Qian had seen a lot of sheep blankets, but the entire hall was filled to the brim, it was the first time he had seen such a thing. The famous paintings on the walls were a mixture of western and Chinese. Some were ink, some were sketches, some were western oil paintings, and some were mountains and rivers of China.

However, there was no doubt that each of these pictures was at least six digits in number. However … Even if you were rich, you wouldn't need to fill the whole wall, right?

And those vases, sculptures, they were all there. Wang Qian almost thought that he had entered a museum.

"Master Wang, this way, please." No wonder this woman wanted to come this way every three steps.

To be honest, those who have never been here before probably don't even know how to move their feet. There were so many and precious things that they were about to become a maze. Even thieves would have to be foolish if they came.

Which f * cking thing should I steal first?

A middle-aged man was leaning against the sofa, wearing a golden bathrobe, smoking a cigar and drinking a glass of red wine.

A man's height was a flaw, probably only 1.6 meters or so, but his shoulders were broad and his arms were round, giving him a brute force.

Just by looking at the few big thumb rings on his fingers, Wang Qian really wanted to ask a question … Aren't you tired?

Who else put the thumb ring on the middle finger, do you not feel the pain?

"total zou, Master Wang is here."

Hey, hey, can I hear you clearly?

Wang Qian's face was filled with black lines, but he was still here anyways, he couldn't possibly return empty-handed so he laughed and said, "Boss Zou, you can't judge a thing by how you look, it's the same with how you look at others. Being young does not mean that you are inexperienced and incompetent. Just like how you wear gold and have so many antiques and cultural relics placed at home, it does not mean that you have a high level of cultivation and taste. "

"Hmm? "You brat, are you scolding me?" Although Zou Guang was a reckless man who didn't have any culture, it didn't mean that he was stupid. How could he not understand the meaning behind Wang Qian's words?

If it was his previous temper, he would have already thrown an ashtray at her. However, Wang Qian had some relationship with Zhao Caisheng, so it would not be easy to make a move. He could only snort: "Brat, I'll give you a chance, consider it giving Old Zhao face. Hurry up and f * ck off, you've made laozi's hopes go down the drain. "

Then he lay down on the sofa and smoked his cigar and drank his wine and went to watch TV.

"You really want me to leave?" Wang Qian did not have a single bit of anger, and only asked indifferently.

"Scram! Scram!" Zou Guang waved his hands impatiently.

"Master Wang, please." The young female secretary's expression instantly changed. His smile from before was gone and he looked at Wang Qian with a very cold gaze.

F * ck, a woman's changing her face really wasn't covered up.

"Since the total zou has spoken, then I won't stay here with a straight face. However, since total zou is Director Zhao's friend and I was invited here from far away, I will give you a word of advice.

"Tsk." Zou Guang's brows twitched, he was about to catch fire.

However, Wang Qian seemed to not have noticed, and only spoke slowly. Within three days … We must die! "

Boom! *

"F * ck!" Anyone who heard this would be furious, let alone Zou Guang.

The wine cup in his hand smashed onto the tea table, and he carried an ashtray as he walked over. Although he was shorter than Wang Qian by a head, his imposing manner was not inferior at all, and he glared like an evil ghost.

"Brat, how dare you curse me?"