The System Let Me Go Fortune Telling

Fan Peng returned to Zhijie's 12th store and said to Hu Mingzhang: "I'm sorry, boss Hu, I can't help this matter, so I just left."

He said that he ignored Hu Mingzhang's surprise, turned around and really left.

"What do you mean, why did you leave without making it clear?" Hu Mingzhang grumbled against his back.

"Boss Hu, don't worry," said Zeng Guanglin with a smile, "Isn't there still me here."

"Yes, how is Mr. Zeng's view?"

Zeng Guanglin has carried the Feng Shui compass and walked around the store. He can see the terrain and everything clearly.

"Boss Hu, the locations of your two stores are places where you can gather wealth," he said, rubbing his beard. "Look at the front. Eight streets ended up here. It's hard to think about business."

Hu Mingzhang was secretly proud of it.

He chose this store, which proves that his vision is good.

"It's just that why is the shop opposite is always better than yours? Because they used a Feng Shui method to run your qi a little bit past."

Xu Wencai listened for a moment, is it true?

He remembered several times that the person who was going to come to Zhijie for dinner, because he didn't want to wait for a seat, he ran to the opposite side.

Isn't this a coincidence, but what Feng Shui's method really does in secret?

"What shall we do then?"

"The difficulty is not small!" Zeng Guanglin said pretentiously, touching his beard.

Hu Mingzhang knew what he meant, and immediately handed a thick red envelope.

After receiving the money, Zeng Guanglin smiled even more happily: "He wants to keep the warehouse secret, we will block the flow and block the source. If the luck does not flow out, he will naturally not be able to steal it."

"How to stop the flow and block the source?"

"Look at it," Zeng Guanglin said when he came outside the store and pointed to a sewer manhole cover on the ground. "The water in your kitchen finally flows into this place, and this place leads to the opposite side.

"On the terrain, your side belongs to the upper side, and his side belongs to the lower side. The water flows to the lower place. They stole your luck through this method."

Hu Mingzhang was dumbfounded and used the sewer to steal luck. This is the first time I heard of this kind of operation. Will it taste like this luck?

Seeing that everyone didn't believe it very much, Zeng Guanglin said again: "How can I say that it is dark Chen Cang?"

When he said this, everyone felt that it was the same. Since it is stealing, naturally it cannot be easily discovered by people.

"Mr. Zeng, what should we do specifically?"

"Simple, you temporarily block the inlet of the sink, and don't drain it into it," Zeng Guanglin said, "then I will put some ornaments for you, and naturally you will be able to stabilize your luck."

Xu Wencai almost fell over after hearing this.

Master, do you know how much water is used in the kitchen a day? If you don't put it in the sewer, should you let the chef drink it all?

Are you here to help or to cheat someone, surely not the undercover agent sent by Su Hao Ran?

Hu Mingzhang also hesitated after hearing this. This method sounds a bit mysterious.

But people say that they would rather be trusted than nothing. He feels that there is no loss in trying.

Isn't it just not letting water go into the sewer, and temporarily carrying the bucket and dumping it elsewhere, it will only take 20 days to troubleshoot.

As for the Feng Shui decorations, more decorations won't affect anything, what if they are useful?

So the kitchen of Zhijie's No. 12 shop was unlucky. All water had to be poured into the bucket, and a person had to be sent to pour the swill.

There were also a lot of things in the store, such as incense burners, Pixiu, Jin Chan, money rat... but how do these things look like street stalls for a few dollars.

Is this old man a liar?

As a result, facts proved that Xu Wencai's judgment was correct.

What kind of luck is stolen, what is blocking the source and blocking the flow, Quante is a deceit!

The sewer in the kitchen was blocked for several days, but the turnover still lost to Su Haoran every day, and he was so angry that he threw all the ornaments into the trash can.

Finally, Xu Wencai summarized himself, he felt that it was not that he did not do well, but that the other party did too well.

Gold shines everywhere, but even a golden mountain is no match for the sun's rays.

The one-month deadline is about to come. After careful consideration, he decided not to drive him away from Manager Hu. He wrote his resignation letter himself, as well as his views and analysis of the whole thing. He wrote several large articles and handed them in together. .

As for what the result will be, he is not sure now, so he can only resign himself to his fate.

...

Su Liqiang looked at Xu Wencai's resignation letter, and after reading his several pages of analysis, he felt a little complicated.

From the lines of Xu Wencai's words, he really saw his efforts, and the deep helplessness revealed in his words.

A small hot pot restaurant, no matter how much you toss, it is only a big place, just so many tricks.

Zhijie's No. 12 restaurant has surpassed other hot pot restaurants too much, and no one can do better than him.

But from the day it opened to the present, the daily turnover has been overwhelmed by Su Hao Ran's shop.

This matter can no longer be speculated by ordinary logic.

Is there really any prophet in this world who really has power beyond the scope of people's cognition?

He called Su Hao Ran into the office.

Su Hao had a smile on his face and assumed the posture of a winner as a matter of course.

Since childhood, he has lived under Su Liqiang's shadow. Only this time, he felt that he was at the same height as him.

This feeling is very good.

"You won this time." Su Liqiang said, "What are you going to do in the future?"

"Of course I will continue to do the business I want to do," Su Hao said with a smile, "Don't worry, I won't touch real estate for the time being, so don't worry."

"Arrogant."

Su Liqiang shook his head amused. Even if real estate is a piece of tofu, no one can do it.

"What about you from now on?" Su Haoran continued to ask, "Are I allowed to associate with the master?"

"Since I promised you, I naturally count the words," Su Liqiang said after a pause, "but I still advise you, some people don't associate too deeply."

Su Hao followed his example, shook his head funny, and asked, "Don't you believe that there are such great people as I said in this world, and there is the kind of power beyond imagination that I have said? "

"Do not believe."

Su Liqiang was naturally dubious, but in fact, his heart was already very shaken now. But he naturally couldn't show this, especially in front of own adopted children.

Su Hao shrugged and said that you better don't believe it, people all over the world don't believe it, so that no one will share the master's blessings with him.

After Su Hao Ran left, Su Liqiang looked out the window intently.

"If I had to choose, I would rather believe it, but is it really possible?"

At the same time, Wu Jun, who was mowing the grass at home, suddenly heard the sound of the system coming from the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Congratulations to the host for completing the temporary task."

Wu Jun turned off the lawn mower and looked at the grass in front of him. He felt that it was as vast as a sky and so green, giving people a feeling that they could not finish cutting, and it really made him panic.

So he said to the system: "System, can you discuss it, is it okay to reward a Universe brand automatic lawn mower this time?"

System: "Host, please note that the rewards for temporary tasks are random."

"Then what's with this time?"

"Host, please note that the reward for this temporary mission is: Celestial Vest."

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