The Ninth Level Of The Strongest Extraordinary Person, I Am The Best

"There are 9 minutes left. We won't wait for you forever. You are not the only one who knows Feng Shui."

After Ye Qianqian finished speaking, he heard his cell phone ding. Wang Jue opened it with understanding and saw that his bank account instantly increased by 20,000.

"Don't worry, leader. You two beauties and handsome guys will wait a moment. I'll be back in five minutes."

Lu Xian took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped his half of the back seat, then unbuttoned the top button of his clothes and stepped into the car calmly.

Just as the car door closed, Wang Jue ran back from the mall in a hurry. After getting on the car from the other end, he gasped and raised his fists energetically and shouted:

"Set off!"

No one responded, and the car was quiet for 5 seconds. Ye Qianqian turned back and glared:

"Li Changsheng, we are going to the seaside mansion of the international director Zhang Wenzhong. You...are wearing this jersey??"

"Just these 5 minutes, how can you have so much time to choose!"

Wang Jue smiled unconcernedly and said, "Anyway, I'm not the only one who understands Feng Shui, so I might as well be a foil. The master's time is calculated in seconds. Leader, you don't know that, right?"

"you……"

"Let's go first, Comrade Feixue."

Julianne, who had not spoken much since Lu Xian got in the car, suddenly said, "I completely agree with what the Feng Shui master said."

"Sorry you two."

Ye Qianqian took a deep breath and immediately started the vehicle, "After we pass, let's go to the Silver Dragon Hotel first. At 6 p.m., I will represent the High Energy Group to discuss business cooperation with Zhang Wenzhong. If there are no surprises, I will follow after the dinner. Where he lives."

"What if there is an accident?" Lu Xian asked coldly.

"Midnight at the latest."

Ye Qianqian said confidently, "At 10 o'clock in the evening, Mr. Yan Changqing from Baiyun Temple in Beijing will arrive in Xiangjiang."

"Master Changqing??"

Lu Xian's brows relaxed, "Comrade Feixue is actually able to invite this most senior person from the Northern Faction. This trip must be worthwhile."

"I happened to have a project in Beijing recently, and with the help of the leaders within the organization, I was lucky enough to invite him over."

Ye Qian smiled slightly and said, "After passing Director Zhang's level, we will be eligible to enter the underground auction house. I don't understand the rules there. When the time comes, we will need help from the two of us."

Lu Xian nodded, "Comrade Ping An, you have lived in Xiangjiang for so long, so you should be very familiar with the situation there."

Julian was about to answer when Wang Jue suddenly raised his hand and said:

"Leader, two great masters, I have a question, can I ask it?"

"explain!"

Ye Qianqian's mood, which had just improved, was immediately brought down again by the "clown" man in the central rearview mirror.

"Well, since there is the most senior person from the Northern sect, there should be the most senior person from the Southern sect, right? Why should we sacrifice the near and seek the far away?"

Wang Jue opened his eyes wide and said, "Xiangjiang is so far away from the capital. No matter how famous Master Changqing is, it probably won't spread there."

"That's a good question."

Ye Qianqian smiled slightly, "The first person from the Southern Sect, whose surname is Qiu, is indeed more famous in Xiangjiang, but unfortunately, he passed away not long ago."

"Mr. Wang Jue, you call yourself a Feng Shui master. Don't you know the influence of Mr. Chang Qing?"

Lu Xian frowned and said, "The master is knowledgeable and knowledgeable about the past and present, and is expert in astronomy, geography, Feng Shui and fortune telling.

In addition to being the abbot of Baiyunguan, the president of the Chinese Taoist Association, the inheritor of intangible culture, and a master of calligraphy, he was also a member of three CPPCC committees.

In addition, the number one extraordinary person in China, the Great God Wei Xuwei, and Master Changqing are sworn friends.

"Awesome! This... is really awesome!"

After being stunned for three seconds, Wang Jue couldn't help but start applauding, and then said with a grimace:

"Two great masters, please stop calling me Feng Shui Master. I don't know how this title came about. I just went to Shennongjia Scenic Area to work as a volunteer during the summer vacation and read a few shabby books by chance."

"You still have some self-awareness."

Lu Xian glanced at him and said, "Master Changqing is here, you'd better not talk nonsense."

"Of course!"

Wang Jue smiled happily and said, "As long as the leader doesn't say anything, I will remain silent throughout the process."

Silver Dragon Hotel, No. 18, Bally Avenue, Kowloon District, Hong Kong. This is one of the most prosperous areas in Xiangjiang.

Famous landmarks such as Victoria Harbor, Hong Kong Cultural Center, and Avenue of Stars are all nearby.

Since its release, the movie "Urban Heroes" has opened low and gone high. It sold 3 billion in box office in just half a month, igniting Internet topics on both sides of the Taiwan Strait and in three places. It has also become a new force in the long-lost Hong Kong movies.

Although the overall score of the film is not high, the cold and lonely image of Chang'e has won unanimous praise from many directors, film critics, and Internet celebrities, and it has also inspired the most surging wave of second-generation movies.

"The world is prosperous, and I, my wife, are rustling!"

"For love, she chose to fly away!"

"White clothes beat the snow, and I want to play with the blue moon!"

Such short videos that are light-hearted, funny, and nonsensical have gone viral on the Internet. One of the topics has the longest duration of popularity and ranks first in terms of topic volume and clicks:

"In order to seek immortality, she ran into the distance without hesitation!"

5 p.m., Sea View Banquet Hall on the 17th floor of Silver Dragon Hotel.

Hou Qian, the director and screenwriter of the movie "Urban Heroes: Uprising", together with the creative team, star actors, etc., are holding a celebration banquet here.

Fans came to support after hearing the news and packed all the open spaces downstairs in the hotel. Various news media also occupied most of the banquet hall.

Zhang Wenzhong, a film representative of the Golden Age of Hong Kong, a famous director, screenwriter, and actor, is also on the list of invited guests because he is Hou Qian’s master and teacher.

At 5:35 pm, he walked into the banquet hall alone with an unshaven beard and dressed in ordinary casual clothes, and was almost kicked out by security guards.

Yunyue, who was sitting alone in the corner and stated that she would not accept any interviews, was the first to notice him. She stood up and went over to remind Hou Qian, who was being admired by the stars.

"Master! Oops, our international director is here!"

Putting down the red wine glass, Hou Qian walked over with a spring breeze on his face, and said with a "respectful and sincere" smile:

"Welcome teacher, long time no see. I thought you wouldn't come after hearing your news!"

"I have been in the film industry for 30 years, but I don't have a student like you who has no bottom line and no aesthetics."

Zhang Wenzhong looked calm and said unceremoniously, "The more you make a bad movie like this, the more it sells, the more disgusting it will be."

Countless reporters from the media have already swarmed in. All kinds of "long guns and short cannons" pointed at the two people from 360 degrees without blind spots, constantly shining white light.

"Haha, Director Zhang is a legend in our Hong Kong film and television industry. I will humbly accept your criticisms and corrections."

After being stunned for 3 seconds, Hou Qian straightened his body and smiled without fear, "But I'm sorry, I will never change it.

To put it bluntly, times have changed. Your old-fashioned way of playing doesn't work anymore.

There is no distinction between high and low in art, only the difference between visible and invisible. "