"Master Wang, as long as there is a solution that can break it before I go bankrupt." Tie Lingfeng signaled. Han Meilian took out a check of five million in denomination from her handbag and gently pushed the check to Wang Zhuo.
In front, Tie Lingfeng said softly: "Master Wang, I will give you a big thank you afterwards!"
There is no need to express my gratitude. Originally, I wanted to go all over Chongshan tomorrow to find out whether finding your dead and missing father is the key to your wealth. But since you have treasures in your office, I will postpone it for a few days.
Wang Zhuo took out a cigar from his jacket, handed one to Tie Lingfeng, and then lit it himself.
As a mid-level tycoon, Tie Lingfeng naturally has research on luxury goods such as cigars, whether he is a shopping mall friend or a liaison officer. The ones Wang Zhuo smokes are all Cuban limited editions, and a box can fetch hundreds of thousands of dollars in China.
.I thought that although I could afford this thing, I had no way to buy it! I had no idea of giving Wang Zhuo cigars, and the two of them puffed away for a long time before Wang Zhuo revealed his planned plan.
"Mr. Tie, it's not just your father who affects your luck. Your company in Chongshan is also not good for your fortune."
Tie Lingfeng was startled, then smiled bitterly and said: "Master Wang, what should we do? The Chinese New Year has just passed, and it is not easy to sell this place."
"There is no need to sell it. I will tell you the solution after dawn tomorrow morning."
After eating, Tie Lingfeng invited Wang Zhuo to go to the hot spring, but Wang Zhuo declined. Seeing that Wang Zhuo was not very interested, Tie Lingfeng and Han Meilian arranged for Wang Zhuo to stay in the presidential suite and left hand in hand.
Wang Zhuo sensed that no one was coming to disturb him, so he left all the furniture in the guest room except the table, and put the rest into bronze bottles, and then took out the paper, ink, pen, and inkstone.
It was not yet seven o'clock in the evening, but he was going to go treasure hunting in the office after early morning and had to practice early.
The thunder scrolls in the Seven Changes Sutra have disappeared, replaced by thousands of miles of trees.
Divine consciousness invaded it, and the wooden scroll did not help Wang Zhuo temper his physical body. Its perception was used to carefully concentrate and stabilize the Taoist mind. Compared with the previous tracing of Jingzi, the effect was more than a hundred times greater. Wang Zhuo felt extremely peaceful at this moment, holding the cat's claws
The Wolf Howling brush writes the word "quiet" again.
Time passed by minute by second, and when the clock on the wall made a crisp clicking sound when it reached 12 o'clock at midnight, Wang Zhuo breathed out softly, and a weak tornado suddenly blew in the living room.
Putting down his pen, Wang Zhuo stared at the word JING on the white rice paper.
He kept writing for several days. The words on the paper were no longer as ugly as the first time he wrote at Bai Jing's house. The square and regular script had a flowing artistic conception. Wang Zhuo smiled slightly on his cat face and said to himself that in these three thousand worlds,
Maybe not many cats can write calligraphy!
After putting the furniture back in place, the cat's paw held the words on the white rice paper and read them.
The words written by the insights taught to Wang Zhuo by the Seven Changes Sutra are not just simple words. Each stroke absorbs Wang Zhuo's demonic power, and then is perfectly combined with the words and integrated into one body in a way that his shallow knowledge of cultivation cannot explain.
The previous word "Lie" proved this. As for the word "Jing", Wang Zhuo did not plan to collect it, but packaged it and sold it to Tie Lingfeng or Xia Feng. Xia Feng would probably cry and want to buy it.
He put away his pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Wang Zhuo did not change his mind. He jumped up to the window, opened it and looked downstairs. Then he opened his four paws and jumped out of the window like a parachute. His tail shook rapidly like a propeller.
, the height of tens of meters was reached in a moment, and the cat's paw pads fell gently to the ground without making any sound. Wang Zhuo's jewel-like eyes flashed with a smile, and his figure quickly disappeared into the night.
In less than two minutes, Wang Zhuo appeared in the company's office. After scanning with his consciousness, he found that except for someone in the duty room who had fallen asleep, there was no one else in the office room.
First, he walked to the door of the deputy director's office during the day, raised his paws, and condensed the infuriating energy into a line, and then used micro-operation to simulate it as a key through spiritual scanning. In less than a few seconds, the door was opened, and the door was closed with a soft voice.
A pair of eyes that shine like gems shine in the darkness.
Being able to see at night, Wang Zhuo took out the Zhenshan compass from the bronze bottle. The compass was always vibrating slightly and emitting a faint yellow light. The direction of the pointer above was exactly here.
With enough time, Wang Zhuo released his spiritual consciousness and quickly turned over all the things in the room like a ghost to see which of them looked more like the treasures of heaven and earth. It took a full hour, and the whole room was covered by Wang Zhuo's body.
I turned it over and found nothing.
Is it really underground? Continue to pretend to be a magic stick and let Tie Lingfeng demolish the house? But I don’t know what the treasure here is for the time being. It would be very troublesome if it was accidentally damaged during the demolition or someone took it away before I could move.
The most important thing is that this world is a weird and bizarre world. It seems that China is morally corrupt and only has technology and no miracles. There are countless monks and monsters hiding in the shadows. It would be meaningless if they were discovered by a passing power in the open air. Wang Zhuo pondered.
For a moment, he first put the infrequently moved filing cabinets into a bronze bottle. His claws and nails shone coldly, cutting through the tiles and cement floor like tofu.
I didn't expect to have to play the role of a pangolin. It's just that the spiritual consciousness is fine on the ground, but there are obstacles when it invades a few meters underground. It's a bit difficult not to know the specific location of things.
Wang Zhuo said to himself, his claws kept digging at the soil quickly. If the cat-shaped earth drill participated in the prison break, the protagonist would probably have nothing to do.
After digging ten meters underground, the Zhenshan compass still didn't respond much, and the spiritual consciousness was also gray. The deeper it went, the harder it was to penetrate into the soil. What's more, the temperature outside the mountain at this time was minus 40 degrees.
When the cold weather freezes the soil, Wang Zhuo will not be able to work for a long time even if his nails are sharp.
What on earth is it? It would be great if I could use it, but if it were like those Buddhist utensils from Kao Yu, although they are high-end and classy, but you can only look at them but not use them, that would be depressing.
Wang Zhuo rested for a moment, and scratched the frozen soil with his two claws again. Time could not stop, and five hours passed in the blink of an eye. Wang Zhuo expanded the ten-meter-deep underground area to more than a hundred square meters. If
If you dig any further, the entire room will be unable to bear it and sink.
After doing so much, I still got nothing!
Wang Zhuo shook his body vigorously to shake off the mud stuck to his hair, climbed out of the pit with a gloomy expression, covered the floor tiles and then used a filing cabinet to cover it up.
It seems that today we can only go here first. Wang Zhuo scanned a circle with his spiritual consciousness, jumped up and hung in the air, held the handle of the room with his cat's paw, and opened the door.
After walking out of the office building, Wang Zhuo headed straight for the back hill.
The area within a radius of twenty miles is the property of Lingfeng Company. At the foot of the back mountain is a villa built with Russia's famous wood, which is also filled with hot springs. Although Wang Zhuo has never lived in this kind of house, he knows it.
It’s called Mukoleng. In the past, the Oroqen people on the other side of Erlong Mountain also called their houses Mukoleng. The foundations of these villas are made of stone, and they need to be filled with cement. The wood is also thick pine trees in the old forest.
Then it will be warm in winter and cool in summer.
It seems that when I contract Erlong Mountain in the future, I will also build two houses like this. It will look like heaven and man are one.
Wang Zhuo walked past the wooden ridge, and there were large and small yurts on the mountainside. These are now common in northern resorts. Later, the two mountain ranges were surrounded by artificial fences and opened up as private hunting grounds. Wang Zhuo scanned around and found that they were all
There are hares, pheasants, and the largest is wild boar. There are no ferocious animals.
No longer standing still, he jumped out of the fence and walked quickly for more than ten miles to the deep mountains. Wang Zhuo used his claws to cut down hundreds of trees as thick as a human waist and collected them in bronze bottles.
These trees are used for digging holes and then serve as load-bearing materials to prevent collapse.
Wang Zhuo has made up his mind to stay in Chongshan for a while and hollow out the entire office building while not attracting attention!
After that, Wang Zhuo returned to the hotel, followed the external air conditioner and jumped back to the presidential suite, transformed back into a human body and took a shower. He didn't sleep well for two consecutive days. Wang Zhuo put on the pajamas provided in the suite and lay down on the bed to sleep.
After a while, around 7:30, Wang Zhuo got up and called Tie Lingfeng.
After a while, Tie Lingfeng and Han Meilin arrived at the presidential suite, with hotel employees behind them pushing a dining cart to bring breakfast.
The breakfast was very rich. There were steamed buns, millet porridge, pastries and milk. After eating, Wang Zhuo said to Tie Lingfeng: "Mr. Tie, I told you last night that your company in Chongshan will also affect your wealth.
"
Tie Lingfeng nodded, "Please ask Master Wang to clear up my doubts."
"I inspected your property here last night and found many problems. But you don't need to know what they are. Okay, Mr. Tie, I originally charged one million per day. After the matter is resolved, I will donate it with my heart.
Charity…”
Before Wang Zhuo could finish speaking, Tie Lingfeng said: "Master, although I don't play a big role in Tianya, but if Master can help me so much, Lingfeng will definitely not let your work go in vain."
Wang Zhuo chuckled and said: "Mr. Tie is indeed very generous. Please listen to what I have to say first. Mr. Tie and I hit it off. It will probably take a little longer to solve your problem, but it will not exceed half a month. In these half months, Mr. Tie will be very happy."
There is no need to pay anything else, I just see that you have been a little anxious recently and I want to give you something."
It's over! I just thought you really don't need money. If you want to come, it's still a matter of exchanging things for money. Tie Lingfeng showed gratitude and said to Wang Zhuo: "Thank you, master!"
Wang Zhuo got up and went to the bedroom, pretending to take out the Jing calligraphy note he wrote last night. When he came back, he put it on the table and said: "Boss Tie is older than me. You should know that only by calming down and doing things can your body and mind feel comfortable.
Only with thoughts can you understand."
The writing of this word is very average, but my granddaughter’s writing is more beautiful than yours!
Tie Lingfeng was about to twitch the corner of his mouth when his eyes were suddenly attracted by the not-so-pretty font. It was as if the world suddenly became silent and quiet, so quiet that he could hear the sound of his own heartbeat. The blood in the atrium slowly flowed back to the ventricle. At this moment,
I know in my heart that in a certain corner, there is a kind of quiet and delicate tranquility that is slowly brewing. Tieling Style instantly likes and enjoys this kind of moment, as if life, in addition to the noise and uneasiness on the outside, also has a kind of tranquility and tranquility inside.
Prudent growth will not disappear with the passage of time, just like the faint fragrance of narcissus placed in the window.
Han Meilian next to her had a different feeling. She suddenly felt that it was ridiculous to continue to hate the two legitimate sons in the family who were not born to her. A young woman who had lost her calmness and elegance would not retain Tie Lingfeng's heart. With the accompaniment of being besieged on all sides,
, facing the unknown of life and death, good and evil, tirelessly challenging the complexity of human nature again and again, forgiving the angry motivations, pitying the involuntary strangers, being able to stand side by side with Tie Lingfeng in the treacherous wealthy family of Bo Yun is already beyond.
The ultimate romance of all things romantic.
One word, two feelings. After ten minutes, Tie Lingfeng and Han Meilian turned their eyes away from the white rice paper. Seeing Wang Zhuo smiling at them, Tie Lingfeng sighed quietly.
Sure enough, what ordinary people cannot do is what ordinary people cannot. Wang Zhuo's calligraphy may seem ordinary, but it contains an artistic conception that no calligrapher in China can write! This calligraphy is a good interpretation of high-quality calligraphy.
Pretending is art.
After feeling at ease, Tie Lingfeng felt that even if he went bankrupt, there was nothing to fear. The worst he could do was to start over again!
Not only does my mind feel at ease, but my long-lost ambition also comes with it.
"Master Wang, I am a vulgar person. Don't laugh at me. I am just a vulgar person. In my opinion, your calligraphy is a priceless treasure. Lingfeng is willing to pay five million to buy this calligraphy scroll." As he said this, Tie Lingfeng was happy.
He took out his checkbook, filled in the numbers and put it on the table.
Wang Zhuo did not refuse. The effect of this character can make people clear their minds and calm their minds. It should be noted that human life span not only requires physical health, but also mental state is more important than physical health. Only by calming down the mind and eliminating all negative emotions can one live a long life.
After Han Meilian carefully held the white rice paper and went out to find someone to frame it, Wang Zhuo decided to start the second plan.
"Okay, Mr. Tie, your company is recruiting today. Let me apply for a position."
Tie Lingfeng didn't have any intention or reason to refuse. He smiled and nodded and said: "Master Wang, don't mind if I go out to promote it and say that you have worked here."
You have to have someone believe you.
"Well, mainly you know that the officialdom doesn't care about Feng Shui on the surface, but many people believe it inwardly. But if you are too provocative, it will also make people jealous and lead to bad results. So in our industry we have to
If I keep a low profile, I can live here every day. If someone accidentally takes a video and records it and plays it out, it won't be a big deal, but it will always be a bit troublesome."
Seeing that Tie Lingfeng didn't express any doubts, Wang Zhuo smiled and said, "I heard that the company here in Chongshan has its own website?"
"Yes, Chongshan is a tourist city after all. I started out as a brick-and-mortar business. I didn't really care about the Internet at first, but people here came up with suggestions and suggested that setting up a website would make the company's image and publicity more grounded, so I just did it casually.
A website to recharge.”
"Okay, I'll be a website editor. But as a website editor, I'm only responsible for visiting mountains and resorts, and I'm not responsible for writing anything."
Tie Lingfeng also laughed and said: "If Master Wang had written it, I would definitely buy it as a family heirloom."
"Mr. Tie is too polite."
Tie Lingfeng saw that Wang Zhuo had a gentle and gentlemanly demeanor. Both his temperament and his eyes had a wild charm and heroism that could not be expressed in words. He said in his heart that this man was magnanimous and capable, and could distinguish between life and death and see people's futures. The most important thing was
What's more interesting is that this person is so young. Not to mention the future, he has begun to show his talents now. If I can make good friends with him, with his relationship with Xia Feng, my business can break the deadlock and move to the next level. More
Not to mention the countless contacts and resources he will have in the future, if he can borrow his light, the richest man in the world may be able to sit on it.
Tie Lingfeng thought about this and said sincerely to Wang Zhuo: "Master Wang, how old am I? If you don't mind, just call me Brother Tie. If you're not used to it, just call me Lao Tie."
This statement is the same as Xia Feng's. To build a relationship between people, start by changing their names.
Wang Zhuo was naturally dispensable, nodded and said: "Brother, the time is up, I will go to the application site right now."
Tie Lingfeng also stood up, "Master Wang, wait for me to lead the way for you."
Wang Zhuo waved his hand, indicating that he should go first.
After Wang Zhuo went out, Han Meilian, who returned to the presidential suite, saw that Wang Zhuo was not there and Tie Lingfeng was putting on her coat, so she asked softly: "Where is Master Wang?"
Tie Lingfeng smiled and hugged Han Meilian and said, "Have you always called him by his first name? Why did you suddenly change your name to Master?"
Han Meilian rolled her eyes at Tie Lingfeng, "This man is really wise. I'm afraid that both of us fell under his hypnosis and became clear-headed. I asked the two waiters to read this picture. They behaved similarly to you and me.
And it may be that they have different temperaments, which seems to have a greater impact on them. Lao Tie, when I was a child, I heard my grandma say that there are truly virtuous people who can use a piece of paper to draw thunder and earth fire to subjugate demons.
magic."
Then your grandma has read too many fantasy novels such as Shushan, and she has become obsessed with it.
Tie Lingfeng did not comment, and after telling Han Meilian what Wang Zhuo had discussed with him, Han Meilian sighed softly: "Master Wang is so capable, but yet so low-key. It seems that he can transform into a dragon in the future. Old Tie,
Why don't you and I have a daughter and get engaged to Wang Zhuo?"
When your daughter is old enough, perhaps even the richest man in China will cry out to marry his daughter or granddaughter to him. Tie Lingfeng gently patted Han Meilian's hair and said: "Let's go, come with me to recruit people."
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Here, Wang Zhuo has arrived at the recruitment site. Lingfeng Company can be regarded as the largest enterprise in Chongshan. As a city with only tourism resources, it is difficult to attract high-tech or traditional industrial enterprises to settle here. This way every year
The surplus labor force in Chongshan will come to Lingfeng for job interviews. Wang Zhuo arrived a little late and saw that there were already three to four hundred people in front of him, crowded in the corridors and stairwells. Most of them were young men and women, not to mention men.
A group of girls were young and beautiful, women at their best, chatting in the corridor.
At this time, Qian Ning, who was crowded in the crowd, saw Wang Zhuo and shouted to Wang Zhuo: "Hey, buddy, come here quickly!"
Wang Zhuo walked over with a smile, and heard a group of girls whisper: "Wow, he's so handsome!"
"It's not that he's handsome, he's that he has temperament!"
Although the words were spoken in a low voice, several boys who were nearby could still hear them. They all rolled their eyes and thought that being handsome was useless! When we were young, our elders told us that girls would like us even if we didn’t have money.
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