Super Wizard

Huabao Building, it is night!

Starry ornaments, and in the backyard courtyard of the Huabao Building, Hua Borong respectfully hung the portrait of Master Fang Ming on the wall of the inner loft, and placed an incense burner to zen.

Hua Borong begged Fang Ming to give it to him and Fang Ming agreed. For Fang Ming, he does not need to keep this portrait, because there is a portrait of a master in Taoist Temple, and The portrait was still drawn by him.

However, this does not mean that the portrait in front of me is very ordinary. Although Fang Ming does not know who painted this picture, it is definitely from the hands of the painter. According to his master, this portrait is the original one. Yunyou World helped a painter to help him draw a portrait.

With the open mind of his master, he never cares about the name and origin of the other party. Even if the other party tells him, he will not remember it, because it is not extravagant to pay for his help in the heart of his master.

But the portrait still has the name left by the painter's pen: Sheng Yin.

After burning incense to worship, Hua Borong asked: "Fang Ming, what is your current plan to come to Modu this time?"

"May be staying in Modu for a while. I just opened a shop here after discussing with my friends."

Fang Ming did not conceal that he really wanted to stay in Modu for a while. Although he did not have the idea of ​​looking for his own biological parents, he still wanted to stay in this city.

"Open a shop?"

Huabo Rong froze for a moment and then immediately said: "Fang Ming, this Huabao Building was originally opened to the elderly by his father and father. Since you came, then I will directly transfer half of the shares in Huabao Building to you."

Fang Ming hadn't answered yet, but Hua Mingming's mouth twitched a little. His old man was really generous. This sentence gave half of the shares. Knowing that the old man is such a unique seedling, he will be his property in the future. .

Of course, although Hua Mingming was reluctant in his heart, he didn't stop it. He never lacked money, so he didn't take money too seriously. What he tasted was that the old man, Fang Ming, was an outsider that was better than his son. .

"No, this is Uncle Hua's business, how can you give me shares." Fang Ming shook his head and refused.

Hua Borong didn't insist anymore, because after getting along with him for a while, he already knew Fang Ming's temper, but he asked curiously: "What shop are you planning to open Fang Ming, and you need to do something with Uncle Hua, I still have some connections here."

Fang Ming's eyes lit up, he wouldn't want it at Huabao Building, but Uncle Hua's network was indeed usable. Although Dazhu said that he had stayed in Modu for several years, he didn't know anyone at all.

"I need a shop, the area is about 100 square meters, if the environment can be a little quieter, as for the decoration, it is a bit old-fashioned."

Hua Borong quickly searched for suitable stores in his mind. Hua Mingming on the side immediately said, "Isn't the store in the old Song in this street quite suitable? The upper and lower floors have an area of ​​more than 200 square meters. And it’s quiet in the back, and the decoration is also ancient.”

"You're talking about that old Song's wenwan shop? The conditions are met, but old Song himself is operating."

"Dad, how long have you not been paying attention? Old Song posted a sublet advertisement at the door as early as half a month ago. I passed by and asked the next two days ago, but the old man is too fine. People have taken over all the things in him before they have rented them out."

Hua Mingming rolled his eyes, and Hua Borong didn't care about his son's attitude, he just picked up the phone and flipped the phone number out for a while.

"Hey, old Song, it's me...Bo Rong, um, yes, I'll ask you something..."

A few minutes later, Hua Borong hung up his phone and looked at Fang Ming, saying: "Lao Song's store is indeed subletting, the rent is 500,000 a year, but the person he wants to take over buys all the remaining goods there. ."

"500,000?"

Fang Ming smiled bitterly. The one-hundred-thousand-hundred-thousand-year-old body is only 200,000 yuan. The rent for one year is not enough, let alone the contents.

Fang Ming also knows a little about Wenwan. There is no accurate market price for this thing. If you meet someone who likes it, the price is random. For those who don’t like it, it is a piece of wood that is worthless.

"The place in Old Song is really good. Fang Ming can tell Uncle Hua if you are short of money. If you think you are taking advantage of Uncle Hua, then you should borrow it from Uncle Hua. Then you can earn it and return it to Uncle Hua. "

I have to say that as a businessman, Huabo Rongcha's ability to speak and watch is indeed very strong. He also sees that Fang Ming is not a person who likes to take advantage of people, so he bluntly borrows money.

"That line, go to that store tomorrow and see if it's appropriate." Fang Ming nodded. He's not a hypocritical person, and he has confidence in himself. He can definitely return the money within a year.

When the matter was over, Hua Borong took Fang Ming to talk about his master. Fang Ming also picked up some things to tell Hua Borong, even if it was a small matter, but as long as it was about his master, Hua Borong could hear It's delicious.

The night was getting deeper and deeper. Huabo Rong was so old that he couldn't bear it. When he saw Fang Ming, he said goodbye. Originally, Hua Borong wanted Fang Ming to live in his home but was rejected by Fang Ming.

"That way, let Mingming arrange a hotel so that it will be convenient to go to Lao Song tomorrow. Mingming, you will live in a hotel with Fang Ming tonight, and will be responsible for picking up Fang Ming tomorrow."

Hua Borong made the decision directly, and Fang Ming could not refuse it, and finally nodded.

There is a lounge in Huabao Building. Sometimes Huabo Rong will rest in the shop when he is busy late, while Fang Ming and Hua Mingming are out of Huabao Building.

"Fang Ming, this is your first visit to Modu. For Modu, the nightlife has just begun. Let's go. I will take you to a good place to play."

Hua Mingming looked at Fang Ming with a thief's face. Normally, if he went back late, his old man would be able to hack him the next day, but he understood that. As long as he took the above inscription, nothing would happen.

Fang Ming originally wanted to refuse, but Hua Mingming's following sentence made him agree.

"That's a good place. Among the high-rise buildings in SH, not only the night is so good that you can have a panoramic view of the whole devil, but more importantly, there are many beautiful women, even the stars."

Woman, Fang Ming is not interested but the high level is what he is interested in. To practice witch power, he must sense the stars, so he has to test whether the effect will be better at high places.

Half an hour later, Hua Mingming drove with Fang Ming to the underground parking lot of a building directly.

This parking lot area is obviously different from other areas. Even people like Fang Ming who don’t know much about cars can see that all the cars parked here are luxury cars. The cool colors and the shape of the wind are all instructions. Their owner is a rich saobao.

"The old man at home will not change the car for me, otherwise I will have replaced this broken car."

After getting out of the car, he looked at the luxury cars parked in other parking spaces, Hua Mingming pouted, but then he looked at Fang Ming with a smirk, "Fang Ming, if you tell my old man, as long as you help I am sorry that my old man will definitely agree."

"I think it's good for you to drive this car. The temperament of this car matches you well."

Fang Ming's words caused Hua Mingming to roll his eyes. The young owner of his magnificent Huabao Building opened a BMW GT. Which of the friends around him is not Porsche or Ferrari.

What Hua Mingming didn’t know was that Fang Ming said that because of his reason, because Fang Ming looked at Hua Mingming’s face, which showed that Hua Mingming will have a car accident this year. Although it’s not serious, it’s at least a car accident. Slowness is always good.

Seeing the car accident, Fang Ming did not remind him. First, he believed that even if he said Hua Mingming, he wouldn’t believe it. Second, it was because the celestial machine could not be leaked. Once he told Hua Mingming, maybe Hua Mingming’s face would be met There has been a change.

Under normal circumstances, Fang Ming will never break the command unless it is a life-threatening disaster. According to his master’s words, everyone has everyone’s life. Is just dialing.

As for when he first met the girl at Modu, he also noticed that the disaster was life-threatening, and he made a reminder, but even then it was only a side reminder and not completely broken.

Heavenly machines must not be leaked, and leakers must be condemned. Most of the teachers do not have a hospice because of this.

Therefore, a really good photo teacher generally does not easily look at a person's face, because sometimes it is not a good thing to know in advance.

There is a special elevator in the underground parking lot. Hua Mingming directly pressed the 66th floor. Fang Ming looked at it. This elevator can go up to the 69th floor, but the elevator button must be swiped, and the card in Hua Mingming's hand is very Obviously only to 66 floors.

"Fang Ming, you haven't seen this kind of elevator. You need to swipe the card to press the button. Some star hotels are like this, and if you live on the 15th floor, your card can only be pressed to the floor below 15. The upper floors cannot be reached."

Hua Mingming seemed to see Fang Ming's doubtful opening and explained, "That place is not where members can't get in. This is also to prevent some people from intruding into that place."

Speaking of that place, Hua Mingming's face was shining, and his hands were unconsciously rubbed, throwing Fang Ming an expression you know, but Fang Ming really didn't understand.

He only knew that at this moment Hua Ming was unsteady, and all three fires on his body began to appear in a state of vain. In medical terms, this is called hormonal hyperactivity.