Queen's Road East.

Shi Xin Building.

A thirty-story new-style building stands on the east side of the avenue. There are many white-collar workers in suits, ties, and leather shoes. The bosses come and go, coming in and out, walking in a hurry.

A group of arrogant people in luxury cars, wearing sunglasses, suits and leather shoes, escorted a Baixi boss into the elevator in an orderly manner, pressed the button for the sixteenth floor, and arrived at the gate of the Feng Shui company.

At the door, a delicate-looking female assistant with bunted hair, short skirt, high heels, and flesh-colored stockings came forward. She had an elegant attitude and asked in a respectful tone: "What can I do for you, sir?"

Li Chenghao took off his sunglasses, straightened his chest, and looked at the young and beautiful female assistant. His eyes showed a hint of interest, but then he saw the pair of little buns with disdain on his face. He held up his sunglasses and raised his hand to look around and said, "Here comes Feng Shui."

Of course the company is about Feng Shui, but I think there is something wrong with your company’s Feng Shui, and I plan to help you change it.”

The female assistant was just about to greet the guest when she heard the other person's unkind tone. She smiled more humbly and leaned over and said, "Sir, what's your surname? I'll ask Master Chen to come and take a look."

She can make a living by working out, but there is no need to go against more than a dozen strong men with fierce looks. When running a Feng Shui company, she often encounters people who are looking for trouble. Every time she goes back, she will be raped by others.

Li Chenghao nodded with satisfaction.

Ma Zai shouted: "Go and call someone!"

Li Chenghao walked to a sofa in the reception area and sat down. He put his sunglasses on his breast pocket and glanced wildly. There was a Feng Shui fish tank, some Bagua mirrors, Feng Shui bamboos, and Feng Shui in the small office area.

Magazines and vertical billboards with portraits, and even a rockery on the coffee table,

The flavor of metaphysics is evident everywhere.

A corridor in the office area leads to several offices. A female assistant entered an office for a moment. A gentle-looking gentleman wearing a gray gown and gold-rimmed glasses walked out of the corridor and looked at Yihai and his group in a gentle manner.

The brother nodded slightly, finally turned his eyes around everyone, looked at Li Chenghao and said: "Mr. Li, good afternoon."

Chen Lang's Feng Shui company is located in Central. With the support of Xin Ji, it has always been peaceful and safe. No young and Dangerous guys dare to come to make trouble. But once someone comes to make trouble, even Xin Ji can't deal with it.

This time Chen Lang didn't call anyone to notify anyone, and didn't even think of calling the police. He came to see the guests alone.

Li Chenghao waved, snapped his fingers, took the Black Star from his subordinates, and pulled the bolt of the gun without hesitation: "Click."

Pointing the gun at Chen Lang, he said in a playful tone: "Master Chen is so good at fortune telling, he can even tell my name, Ba Guan, really Ba Guan!"

People would be nervous when faced with a gun, and Chen Lang couldn't help but panic on his face. It was rare for someone to draw a gun at the slightest disagreement, and it was worthy of Po Junxing to come to his door.

But he still maintained his basic composure, waved his hand with a pretense of confidence and said with a smile: "There were magpies chirping outside the window in the morning, and important guests came to the door. Mr. Duan once showed me Mr. Li's information, so I got to know the famous Mr. Li."

Li Chenghao narrowed his eyes, murderous intent suddenly emerged in his heart. He suddenly stood up and put a gun to Chen Lang's head. He forced the opponent with the gun from a high position. He opened his eyes, murderous intent boiled, and roared like thunder: "You are helping Duan Long plot against me!"

"Old Mother Diurei, throw yourself into the street!"

As a person in the martial arts world, Li Chenghao may not necessarily believe in Feng Shui, but he must be in awe. When he heard that Duan Long had taken his information to find the master, he immediately thought of doing a Feng Shui bureau to harm others.

No wonder, he couldn't find a good girl when he went to the stable recently. Damn, he must have been tricked.

"Mr. Li, don't get me wrong. I only do home feng shui to keep people safe." Chen Lang felt the coldness of the gun muzzle on his forehead, and his eyes immediately showed panic. He raised his hands and said: "And it breaks people's feng shui.

If you harm someone's fortune, you must be punished by heaven, and I will definitely not do it for Duan Long."

"Oh? So Master Chen is very good at calculating home feng shui?" Li Chenghao suddenly suppressed his anger and said,

He sat back on the chair and slammed the pistol on the table: "Pah!"

The tempered glass table actually cracked with a few fine marks. Li Chenghao said loudly: "Master, what do you think?

How is the feng shui of this office?”

His eyes were wandering around. Chen Lang couldn't help but smile, and replied:

"The wind and water are smooth, the Lord is safe, and the source of wealth is close to you."

Li Chenghao put his arms on the sofa, crossed his legs, and sneered: "I think this nonsense makes no sense and deserves a beating!"

"Boom!" The driver Si Yanjie turned around and overturned the Feng Shui bathtub. The huge fish tank fell to the ground and exploded immediately with a loud bang. Water and pebbles fell to the ground. Several beautiful Feng Shui fish swung their tails and fluttered. The other brothers

He immediately kicked over the table, picked up the chair and smashed it against the office area, leaving the beautifully decorated office area in a mess.

The female assistant hid in the corner of the room with several colleagues, her face turned pale with fright, and she was frightened. However, Li Chenghao patted the armrest of the sofa and said in a proud tone: "I think your Feng Shui skills are not very good?" Li Chenghao shook the toe of his white leather shoe.

, Arrogantly said: "It's not as accurate as my calculation."

"It all depends on human effort." Chen Lang's face turned gray and his voice was hoarse.

The criminal is ordered to break the military star.

What can he do?

Li Chenghao waved his brothers to stop, bent down and touched the gun on the table, sat on the chair and pointed Chen Lang with the muzzle of the gun, and asked with a playful expression: "Then, master, do you think you will win today?"

Where’s the gun?”

Chen Lang took a deep breath, swayed his legs faintly, swallowed two mouthfuls of saliva, and said, "No."

"boom!"

Li Chenghao pulled the trigger, the gun bolt twitched, and a bullet shot out, directly piercing Chen Lang's knee.

"ah!"

Chen Lang's right foot felt painful and softened, and he immediately knelt on the ground.

Li Chenghao tilted his head and put the muzzle of the gun against Chen Lang's Tianling Gai: "You think about whether the next shot will hit your left foot or your right foot?"

"Choose one of the two, and if you fail to choose, I will throw you downstairs!"

Chen Lang gritted his teeth, lowered his head and begged: "I will tell you whatever you want to ask, I will tell you!"

A look of confusion appeared on Li Chenghao's facial features.

"I asked you to tell fortunes, but am I asking you to confess?"

"Forget it! You damn it for me!" Li Chenghao yelled.

Chen Lang's forehead was covered with sweat, and he said with a trembling voice: "Left foot!"

"boom!"

One shot in the right foot.

Li Chenghao stood up and put away the gun quickly, and threw the gun to the younger brother beside him. The younger brother immediately wiped off the fingerprints with his clothes and hung the gun on his waist. Li Chenghao walked towards the door and said in a calm tone: "I am a smart man, but it is a pity that Feng Shui

Not very accurate, let me tell you something today."

"All interpretation rights belong to the gun!"

"Drag this person back to see the boss."

Someone immediately responded: "Yes! Brother Hao!"

The two boys held Chen Lang's arms and carried Chen Lang out of the office.

A man was smoking a cigarette, counting the banknotes, and said as he counted: "These two hundred yuan will be your mental compensation, these two hundred yuan will be used for cleaning, and I will give you another five hundred yuan to compensate for the fish tank."

The younger brother threw out a few Hong Kong papers, threw them at the assistant, and said in a disdainful tone: "Of course, there is no hush money. If you want to call the police or have someone come to investigate, remember to tell the truth. Brothers are all waiting to take the blame for Brother Hao.

Make a fortune, remember, you must say it!"

The female assistant covered her chest and held the Hong Kong paper. Yin Tao said with a small mouth: "I...I...I will definitely not say..."

"leave!"

"You must say it!" the younger brother turned around and yelled.

Zhang Guobin was sitting in the office, holding a cigar in his mouth, sitting on a chair, and looking up and down at Chen Lang who was kneeling on the ground.

Da da.

He flicked the cigarette ashes with his fingers, and confusion appeared on his face: "Ah Hao, how did you make Master Chen like this?"

Ah Hao came forward and sat down on the corner of the table, picked up a lighter, and opened the lid: "Master's fortune telling is not accurate!"

"Ding!"

He stirred up flames.

"Is there any real master in the world?" Zhang Guobin looked at Chen Lang with a smile and asked: "Mr. Chen, what do you usually do?"

Chen Lang sighed and said, "Mr. Zhang."

"I'm a political broker."

Zhang Guobin nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile: "Political brokering is a good job. Most people really can't do it. Which bosses does Mr. Chen mainly work for?"

"Mr. Zhang, can you send me abroad if you tell me?" Chen Lang's gray gown was stained with blood, and the wound on his leg had been bandaged at some point.

A black cat jumped on the table.

Zhang Guobin touched the round head of the black cat, without looking at him, and replied casually: "It depends on my mood."

Chen Lang bowed his head and accepted his fate, and said aloud: "I mainly help the bosses Li Jiacheng, Li Zhaoji, and Zheng Yutong as brokers to exchange business resources and government relations. All the accounts that are difficult to handle are handed over to me."

Zhang Guobin spit out thick smoke: "Huh."

He said casually: "Who is supporting Duan Long?"

Chen Lang was silent for a moment and then said: "Li Jiacheng and Li Zhaoji have it."

These two bosses have large properties and projects in Central, so they must have a good relationship with Xin Kee.
To be continued...