Tang Sanmu came out after hearing the sound and was a little surprised to see the bustle outside.
Jiang Feng stood at the door and said very politely: "Brother Miki, can I come in?"
Tang Sanmu nodded, welcomed Jiang Feng in, and asked in surprise: "Brother Feng, what are you..."
"I'm sorry, brother, I came here unexpectedly and didn't even say hello to you in advance.
Last time I heard someone say that you are a live broadcaster, and I watched it when you were live broadcasting. For such a great person, your background is a bit too shabby.
So I asked for your address and helped you buy some furniture." Jiang Feng said with a smile.
Tang Sanmu was about to refuse when he heard this, but Jiang Feng patted him on the shoulder: "Brother, if you have saved my life, please stay out of it.
As long as the water flows slowly, we will still get along well in the future, right?"
After Jiang Feng said this, Tang Sanmu said nothing more and watched everyone move the furniture in one by one.
"Okay, brother, let them get busy first. I have something else to do. I'll contact you later." Jiang Feng said and was about to get in the car.
Tang Sanmu took a step forward and grabbed Jiang Feng's sleeve: "Brother Feng, wait a moment and let me take a look."
Jiang Feng was a little confused, but he did as he was told.
Tang Sanmu looked at Jiang Feng for a few seconds: "Brother Feng has a few little red spots on his face."
"Brother, I'm very observant. I'm probably a little angry lately.
But it doesn’t matter if you have something on your face, old man.”
But Tang Sanmu shook his head solemnly: "There are scars on the face to strengthen the spirit, and the three stars are coming around the beam with blood."
After the words fell, some pictures appeared in Tang Sanmu's eyes: "There must be seven points of destiny in a human face, and the wealth and wealth of the cause and effect are considerable.
In the eyes of a fortune teller, a lot of things can be seen in a person's face, and when looking at a person's face, whether it is scars or acne marks, you need to take it into consideration, and do not miss any details.
Brother Feng's appearance was originally that of a white tiger sitting in front of a stage, with a pack of wolves bowing their heads."
Jiang Feng was slightly startled: "Brother, please make it simpler. How can I understand this?"
"I'm White Tiger, the wolves are just running errands, which means Brother Feng, you were originally just the younger brother." Tang Sanmu said bluntly.
The moment these words fell, the bodies of the people moving furniture around them all stiffened.
Everyone stared at Tang Sanmu with unkind eyes.
Someone said bluntly: "Little brother, you can't talk nonsense.
Brother Feng thinks highly of you and gives you furniture with good intentions. It's a bit rude of you to say this.
Before speaking, I didn’t even inquire about Brother Feng’s status in Jingwei City!”
Jiang Feng waved his hand: "I'm talking to my brother, why do you interrupt me and move on?
Brother, when you look at me, do I look like my little brother?"
Tang Sanmu clasped his fists: "Don't get me wrong, Brother Feng, I'm talking about before there was this scar.
But with this scar, your appearance has changed, the white tiger has broken its claws, and the wolf has become fierce.
Brother Feng, think about it carefully, does what I say make sense?"
Jiang Feng took a deep breath and thought about it: "This scar is from when I was twenty-three years old when I helped my boss block a knife.
From that time on, the boss really valued me very much.
And since I got this stab, I have become more courageous, and I dare to rush forward in any situation.
According to you, brother, this has something to do with facial appearance?"
"Fate changes due to phase, fate is differentiated from each other, the two are mutually exclusive.
Back to business, Brother Feng, these three points on your face surround the scar, like red snakes coiling around the pillars.
Snakes bind hands and feet. If you want to discuss business today, you will be in trouble.
The red snake is ominous and is responsible for disasters of blood and light.
It’s not appropriate to talk about this business today.”
Jiang Feng took a deep breath: "This... Brother Miki, is there a way to avoid it?"
After the words fell, he rolled his eyes again: "Miki, it will take a while for my brothers to move the furniture, and the house will be full of dirt.
Why don't you take this time and take a walk with me?"
The meaning of Jiang Feng's words was very obvious, he wanted Tang Sanmu to go and help.
Anyway, he had nothing to do, and Tang Sanmu, who had been in the mountains for ten years, didn't know much about the current world, so he agreed.
After getting into the limousine, the two of them went to an antique street.
"Antique Street?" Tang Sanmu asked.
Jiang Feng shook his head: "Antique Street faces south, have you seen the restaurant at the end of the road?
It was opened by an old friend of mine and the business was good.
Now he plans to go somewhere else to develop, and plans to exchange this restaurant to me."
Tang Sanmu nodded, a little curious: "Since it's a transfer at a restaurant, it shouldn't be an urgent matter.
Why does it have to be today?"
"Who knows what that kid is up to? He has to say that today is an auspicious day, that there is no such shop in this village, etc."
As he spoke, the car stopped.
Jiang Feng's two men got out of the car first, carefully opened the door, and welcomed Tang Sanshui and others out of the car.
This is a very large restaurant, which looks magnificent from the outside, like a palace.
This restaurant seems to have existed ten years ago, but it didn't have such luxurious decoration at that time.
After getting off the car, a man of similar age to Jiang Feng quickly came out and grabbed Jiang Feng's hand: "Old friend, long time no see!"
As he spoke, he welcomed the two of them into the hotel and pointed to Tang Sanmu: "Who is this?"
"A good brother I just met recently, Tang Sanmu."
"At such a young age, there are not many people who can call Brother Jiang Feng brother. My name is Song Yu."
After Song Yu exchanged a few words with the two of them, his smile suddenly faded and he said seriously: "Brother Jiang Feng, look at the business of this hotel, it is overcrowded every day.
If I didn't have other plans, I would really be reluctant to leave."
The hotel's business was really good at this time. Not only was it full, but there were still dozens of people waiting in line.
It's not a meal yet, so it's really rare to have such enthusiasm.
After a short tour and introduction downstairs, Song Yu went up to the office on the second floor.
"Brother Jiang Feng, do you have any research on magical artifacts and antiques?" Song Yu asked.
"I know a thing or two about antiques, but this magic weapon... I don't know much about the things that have emerged in the past two years."
"There are all good things in my office that can be used to improve Feng Shui.
Look at the pair of tiger-print bottles on the shelf. They have a history of more than 700 years.
The texture and texture are all of the highest quality, which has been passed down to this day and is priceless."
"And the jade stone directly opposite us is called the Shenlong Calling Wealth Jade.
Hang it there to attract wealth and bring in gold.
If not, the business of my hotel would not be so good." Song Yu laughed.
From the corner of the room, there was a constant ticking sound, like the sound of a clock. It was very noisy and made the people listening feel upset.
Song Yu's eyes were staring straight at Jiang Feng when he came in. Even when she greeted Tang Sanmu, her main attention was focused on him.