Fu Tongqing and Fu Tongfeng were watching paintings in the store, and now there were many people watching paintings.
Whether you can understand it or not, you can see it. Jinxia store has changed its appearance again, unlike other stores.
The counter was wiped very clean, but nothing was there. Even so, there were still many people coming, not because they didn’t have to pay.
A boss rushed to pay the money and asked Chen Hui: "Is this sold?"
Chen Hui wore a blue-gray jacket and integrated into the atmosphere in the store, saying coldly: "Not selling."
The boss is just rich, so he continues to work hard: "Can you ask for painting?"
Fu Tongfeng interrupted: "One hundred billion?"
The boss looked at him, one of the two mad dogs, and he couldn't afford to offend him.
Someone from beside him flattered the Fu family and said, "Mr. Fu is just like everyone else, and he doesn't dare to be rich and generous."
The boss explained: "No, my family..."
Another person who looked at the painting said bluntly: "I've thought too much."
Fu Tongqing continued: "The more you think, the more you are, it will be turbid air, which will affect your wisdom. If you think about it a little, you must be clear about your heart and few desires."
The girl saw that he was very beautiful and said, "Greedy is prone to dementia."
Fu Tongqing twisted the Buddhist beads and said like a Bodhisattva: "People should be content and always be happy. Guo Jia is so good now, we are all very content."
After reading the painting, the two brothers left with a swagger. It was like going out to find a fight, and no one dared to attack.
He was content, and I don’t know how many people wanted to bastard! Teng Mingyuan had not left outside yet, and he blocked Fu Tongqing and wanted to speak.
Fu Tongqing had no time to pay attention to him. He walked slowly all the way, looking at the commercial area, his eyes were on Lishan and Lihu. The beautiful environment was beneficial to everyone. You must never close the door and just finish it. People live in this space
.
Even if you do not have the ability to dominate the world, you must benefit one side and benefit yourself.
Fu Tongqing was preparing to make the commercial area better. He happened to clean up the Teng family and He family, and that was all for the sake of heaven.
Teng Mingyuan was extremely angry and chased Fu Tongqing and shouted: "Don't be proud!"
Fu Tongqing returned to Feihua Live Studio. This is his place to stay here.
The first floor can accommodate guests and eat, the second floor can work, and the third floor is his office in front and two lounges behind. It just so happens that the attic can also be used as a dormitory, so the original design of this house is correct.
Although it is like Feihua, the huge part is not here, but it is very flexible for small companies.
Fu Tongqing thought about building up the street opposite and supporting some people to start a business. This commercial area is not useful, and some low-end repetitions are unnecessary. On the contrary, the environment is good, so it is good to use it for entrepreneurship. However, those who start a business will definitely not be able to afford it.
Houses and renting houses are not necessarily affordable, and the rent here is not cheap. So Fu Tongqing needs support.
He has a better grasp of which direction and is accurate in judging people, so this is very good.
Teng Mingyuan kept chasing him and saw that the third floor was empty. Fu Tongqing was really playing here. What can he and Teng Lihua have sincerity?
Fu Tongqing looked at him, and he was so stunning that he never wanted to see him again in the future.
Fu Tongfeng asked Teng Mingyuan: "Is there anything wrong?"
Teng Mingyuan's momentum was suppressed again, and he said angrily: "Teng Lihua is my sister!"
Fu Tongfeng knew that he was mentally retarded, so he said calmly: "Teng Lihua is your sister, but Teng Ju is not."
Although this is useless, Fu Tongfeng still wants to complain: "You are not heartless, and are too vicious to the real daughter. You have never thought about it for her. Forget it, you can't think of good things in your brain.
To be honest, you shouldn’t be called Teng Lihua or sister, just accumulate virtue. But you are not moral and don’t care, get out.”
Teng Mingyuan was bombarded by several bodyguards and was extremely angry!
Fu Tongqing sat on the third floor.
He owns a pheasant, and he doesn't need all the fancy bells and whistles. This office has a desk and a chair.
There is a very large desk on one hand, so the two brothers can use it together. On the other hand, there is a place to drink tea and talk about things. It is minimalist and sufficient.
The simpler the one, the less turbid air. Fu Tongqing knows the turbid air very well. Can't do things in such a simple place? That's not necessarily.
The assistant came to report: "Teng Mingyuan went to report."
Fu Tongqing nodded. After having dinner with Fu Tongfeng, he came to continue working.
The employees are all in pain and happy. The workload is huge, but the boss gives too much. Mr. Fu is like a boy from Shancai. Everyone is so worried about not working hard, and they have to pay double compensation. That won’t work!
It is impossible to lose money if you put it in your pocket.
Fu Tongqing is very satisfied with his current situation. Everyone works hard and thinks less about what they have.
In Jinxia Shop, Bao Zihui left with her son in her arms.
Guo Yuning was reluctant to leave, as if her son had been taken away. She pulled Hua Baozang/mian and said, "I am worthy of being a group favorite."
Tengju felt that there was no logic. She was going to have a meal.
Guo Yuning looked outside the door and came out thief.
I saw an old and a young man, a grandfather and grandson coming out of the door, dressed pitifully and didn't dare to enter at the door.
There are a lot of people on the street, so I can watch if I have time.
Someone soon recognized it and said excitedly: "Isn't this Lin Jingen's mother and son? This son was the fourth young master of Licheng before, so he was so arrogant when driving a sports car! What's wrong with him today?"
Taoist Amitabha: "Here I'm here to perform."
Monk Wuliang Tianzun continued to study murals. This mural is really profound and cannot be understood for a while. Everyone should look at the paintings when they enter the store.
There are not many people in the store at this time, and the group of Xuanmen has different temperaments from others.
Some of the people who watched the fun were in awe. Some of them were real masters who could practice outside regardless of the wind and rain.
Taoist Amitabha! The beautiful rivers and mountains have dragon energy!
Everyone in Xuanmen looked at each other and went out to experience it. The aura had undergone subtle changes.
This dragon energy is not intercepted from Lishan, and it does not harm Lishan. It was created by the means of gods and immortals. This dragon energy is more beneficial to people, and it is integrated with the dragon energy of Lishan. It truly turns this area into
Feng Shui treasure land.
Before, it was just purified by the air, which was objective. Now there are obvious actions and pleasant.
If a person is nourished in the dragon energy for a long time, there is no need to mention the benefits in all aspects. And this part in front of the mural is the best place.
You can't set up a fixed seat here, but instead lose your nature. The key is to repair it well. Anyone who has the opportunity can do it.
The two grandparents and grandchildren stood at the door very well, very pitiful.
Taoist priests see that they have no chance.
Some of the onlookers are very clever. No matter what they perform, it is more important to get a little real benefit.
A girl sat on the ground and cried.
Some internet celebrity asked with concern: "Do you need help?"
The girl shook her head, shook her long hair, and cried hard on her own. She was wearing a down jacket and wanted to clean up.
The internet celebrity gave her a pack of tissues and a cup of hot milk tea. She left quietly, and there was no need for excessive care at this time.
The girl didn't see the person clearly. She didn't dare to drink milk tea casually.
The little monk glanced at her and Amitabha: "It's okay."
The girl choked and said, "Thank you."
The grandparents and grandchildren were still in a dark place.
My grandson had been impatient for a long time and looked at him frequently. The girl looked very pretty! Mostly she was selling it! He was not lonely tonight!