Chapter 8

However, even if he believed in Feng Shui again, he would not believe a little doll with no hair.

In those days, the feng shui master had white hair and beard and had a good reputation.

I'll ask him for half a million dollars.

He thought the little doll was trying to cheat him out of money.

Saito and can mix in this market, not only by having principles.

That means, too.

Saito ho had been thinking of giving the child a good lesson. He simply played with her to the end and said with a heavy face, "since you can see these, why don't you give me another divination?"

Yan Tao smiled faintly.

Pick up the cup and taste it.

The ancient rhyme flows leisurely between every move, like the son of the top aristocratic family, Saito Hexiang. This painting is more noble than I don't know.

What is the identity of the boy?

Yantao put down the teacup. It's bitter in his mouth

艹! The tea is too bitter.

Saito and her mind, she can see at a glance.

Geomantic omen and geomancy are the same as the eight trigrams of the book of changes, although they all belong to metaphysics.

But feng shui masters and Xiangshi are two distinct professions.

There are some gifted people who can grow up in one of these industries and study some names. They have burned Gaoxiang in their previous life and can master it at the same time. Basically, there are no names.

However, in the eyes of many people, they can't tell the difference between feng shui master and Xiangshi. They think they are all the same.

Yan Tao has a heritage. He has been immersed in this way since childhood. Naturally, he is proficient.

She didn't correct Saito and smiled and put down the teacup. "Then I'll show boss Qi his face."

Yan Tao was stunned by Qi Teng's appearance. He couldn't help looking at Yan Tao carefully.

When you are fat, others won't look at you more.

And Saito and this look, vaguely still feel a little frightened.

Although the boy is fat, his eyes are as deep as a cold pool, and his gestures are noble, he doesn't seem to grow up in a shack house at all.

It's like a noble son raised by an aristocratic family.

In this case, Saito and involuntarily believed for some points.

"Boss Qi paid homage to his brothers when he was young, one surnamed Huang and the other surnamed Wang. If I say, boss Qi is kind-hearted. He can turn fighting into friendship after being plotted. It's powerful."

As soon as these words came out, Saito and his face immediately changed a little. He worshipped his brother. Everyone in the Taoist priest knew that the second and third year hurt him and almost killed him. Even the closest people didn't know it. Did the boy see it at a glance?

At the moment, Qi Teng and his face corrected, "what else did little brother Yan calculate?"

From a casual child to Yan's little brother, Saito and implicitly believe in Yan Tao, but due to her age, she still has doubts in her heart.

Yan Tao didn't care either. He glanced at Qi Teng and his face. "Boss Qi is black and his eyes are red. He must be unable to sleep at night for business, but in addition to this, the tip of your nose is red and is losing money."

"At this time, the sky is just a little dark. If you delay any longer, boss Qi will leak more and more wealth when his ears are green and dark," she gently pointed her finger on the table. "At that time, it is estimated that the hotel will change its owner."

Since boss Qi opened this restaurant, his business has been booming. He said that he has taken this restaurant as his lifeblood.

There are a little fewer guests and they can't sleep at night.

As soon as Yan Tao said that the restaurant would close down, where could he sit.

I'd rather believe it than believe it.

"Brother Yan, can you help me see what's wrong with the restaurant?"

Saito's voice was a little urgent.

Yan Tao smiled and died a little. In fact, where is it so serious? Breaking some money is true.

Bankruptcy

It was all fooling him.