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Chapter 8 Literary Attack

Jinxiu Pavilion is a well-known old place for tea and tea talks in Dongguan. It is located in the old city, with carved beams and painted buildings, and is of extraordinary style. Although it cannot be as luxurious as the newly opened restaurants and teahouses, it has a rich heritage and is a frequent gathering place for most old-school people.

The place is membership-only, so ordinary people can’t enter.

When we arrived, it was already ten minutes to nine in the morning, and by this time, most of the guests had already arrived in advance.

These are all heavyweights from the industry and economic circles invited by the three major companies. They say they are witnesses, but most of them just want to watch the fun and leave after making a pot of soy sauce. Boss Gu rushed over from Peng City the night before.

After meeting us yesterday, he went to inquire about the news first in the morning. As soon as we got off the car, he, Ah Hong and the beautiful personal secretary Zhao Yan came up to us, and then took us through the porch, the lobby on the first floor, and walked to the second floor.

Lou, help me and Zamao Xiaodao introduce these distinguished soy sauce party members along the way.

Most of these people are real estate businessmen, followed by financial and trading companies. In this era of sudden wealth and impetuousness, businessmen actually have a very low sense of security and cannot find sustenance, so many people believe in Feng Shui.

Things that are nothing but misty.

In addition, there are some unnamed people, well-dressed, probably all officials.

Boss Gu is quite familiar with these people and enjoys chatting with them - everyone has a circle, which changes with identity, status or interests, so to a certain extent, these circles are actually not big, and can even be

To describe it in a narrow way, for example, if we enter the Feng Shui industry, we cannot escape the influence of the three companies: Jinxing, Futongyuan, and Cuijun.

The lobby on the second floor is spacious and bright, with old furnishings and about ten tables of Eight Immortals. There were about thirty people who came and took their seats. When we walked into the lobby, someone immediately sang loudly at the door, saying "Xiao from Mao Jin Feng Shui Consulting Firm"

Ke Ming, Lu Zuo arrived... The soy sauce party members all stood up and applauded. We bowed our hands to the surroundings and were led by an employee who claimed to be Fu Tong Yuan Company and sat down at the table in the middle.

Li Jiahu also came, sitting diagonally beside us with Boss Gu and others. In the corner, Zhao Zhonghua and Cao Yanjun waved to me.

In addition to the people I mentioned, there are some old guys already sitting in the hall, either with a straight face, or in groups of three or two, whispering and pointing. From the looks of it, they seem to be old metaphysicians from several surrounding cities.

Or practitioners in related industries, can they be considered experts?

There are four companies in the middle. Apart from us, each of the three companies sits at a table. The person hosting this lecture is an old man with a white beard named Li Junzeng. It is said that he is a very famous master of metaphysics in the entire southern province. He is very talented.

Fame, and also very active on the road, so he was invited to the town. However, in my heart, the real master should be a low-key old man like the dead Ouyang Zhijian, who is keen on maintaining industry monopoly and interests.

Most of the so-called "highly respected" people are just sharp-tongued.

Because Zhao Zhonghua provided detailed information before, and Mr. Li introduced us, I roughly distinguished these families.

The fifty-year-old man with a slicked back hair is Li Yonghong, and there is a thin old man with gray hair beside him; Fu Tongyuan's Zhu Yi is a middle-aged man with a dark belly who is as big as the Hong Kong actor Sha Mao, and there are two people wearing

There was a Feng Shui master in a white silk shirt and a pale man who seemed a bit familiar; and Wu Cuijun was a capable woman in her thirties, dressed like an office girl, serious and neat, with someone beside her

Two men in suits and ties, wearing glasses and elegant in temperament, look like university professors. There is a thin, short and wretched old man behind the table...

On the yellow pear wood table were placed several bone china tea cups as white as jade and several plates of fresh fruits. As soon as we sat down, a slim and beautiful waiter in a blue and white cheongsam came over to make tea.

After the tea invitation was over, we bowed our hands as a gift and said some polite words. Zhu Yi smiled brightly and praised us to the sky. He said that because we were colleagues from the same city, he took the liberty to invite us here, and also wanted to let his colleagues and social elites, It would be nice to have some knowledge about the two masters.

I really don't understand why these three companies have to put up such a big battle. Just the one real estate project of Qianmei International makes them so angry?

What about the magnanimity of a senior Feng Shui company? What about the magnanimity of a senior Feng Shui master? What about integrity?

Okay, I just want to complain.

Zhu Yi changed the subject and began to attack us, saying that the two of them were so young, but they were said to be honorary professors of the Zhouyi College in China, and some of the top 100 elites in Yi studies in the world. This made Mr. Weng and Jiang among them. It's so embarrassing that I didn't know when two more colleagues were added, so I wanted to ask them to prove it and discuss the truth together.

I was wearing a black handmade suit, which was calm and slightly energetic, while Zamao Xiaodao was wearing a tight blue robe. Unfortunately, my hair didn’t grow well and I didn’t pull it into a bun. Dressed up like this, I can’t say how pretentious it is. Boy, but it is more or less in line with the calm and calm temperament.

The so-called Zhouyi Research Institute is actually a correspondence school with no qualifications for running a school at all. As long as you pay the money, you can get any title. The only difference between us and the two masters under Zhu Yi is that we directly take the title. I came over and used it, and they paid for it.

In this situation, everyone here is a human spirit, so they naturally understand the unspoken rules. However, when Zhu Yi used this to attack us, it was just like scratching an itch, with no offensive power. Zamao Xiaodao was the best at sophistry, cupping his fists with both hands. , said some convoluted words, and the clouds and fog made everyone feel dizzy. They dealt with it in a few moments. Next, the white-bearded Mr. Li proposed a contest of knowledge.

Although the "Twelve Methods of Suppressing Mountains" I learned also has chapters related to Feng Shui, it is very different from modern Feng Shui. It focuses on suppressing the magnificent mountains and rivers. As Su Menglin said, I really He is a representative figure of practical metaphysics, and he does more than he talks. Therefore, when it comes to literary battles, there are those who wear armor and sit down to discuss Taoism with the masters of the three schools.

The way they compete is, in my personal opinion, just like the ancient imperial examinations where eight-legged essays were written on the spot.

Zamao Xiaodao is an extremely sharp-tongued person. He can recite a ten-minute incantation in three minutes. He also hangs out in the streets all year round, ranging from dignitaries to traffickers and simpletons. There are rows of scammers that can circle the stadium twice. Half, he is a model of applying what he has learned; and he possesses half of the "Golden Seal and Jade Letter" awarded by Lord Tiger Cat, an epic and legendary masterpiece, with subtle words and great meaning, and a single word, which is beyond the comparison of these three people. ?

So after sitting and talking like this for half an hour, the so-called masters of the three major companies had sweat all over their foreheads and flowed down their faces.

March in the South is already the season when spring flowers are blooming. It is normal for sweat to flow freely.

On weekdays, they communicate with colleagues sitting in deep houses. Either by virtue of fame or status, they can definitely outdo others and live in a comfortable position for a long time. Both of them value status and pretentiousness. How can there be such perseverance in street hustling as on the street?

The accumulated combat power?

Even Liu, the famous iron-toothed fortune teller who is said to have entered the imperial court, taught his disciples that they must be close to the people and often hang out at street stalls. Only then can they make progress. So Guo Yizhi has a house, a car, and everything.

The company has a secretariat, and despite being so rich, he still finds time to set up a stall at the Xuefu Road Plaza in Jinling. This is why.

Seeing his master shrinking back and being overwhelmed by Zamao Xiaodao's aggressive words, Zhu Yi became a little anxious. He stood up, stretched out his hand to end what others saw as a boring and boring competition, and wiped his hands.

Sweat on the forehead, verbal exchanges, but no true meaning can be seen. As we all know, our profession mainly studies the theory of microscopic substances and macroscopic environment that human beings rely on for survival and development - "Qi will be dispersed by the wind, and stopped by boundary water."

"The ancients gathered people together and kept them going, so they called it Feng Shui." The reason why the Chinese value the metaphysics of Feng Shui is to make it serve us, to seek good luck and avoid bad luck, to make fortunes come and go, to calculate fortune, and to act according to the trend.

, Only in this way can we have prosperous wealth and harmony between heaven and man.

After talking for a long time, he finally got to the point: "A powerful master of metaphysics, who can distinguish yin and yang, understand life and death, understand past and future trends from complex clues, and has thorough algorithms. Let's talk about some things that can achieve immediate results.

Something about that, right?”

Zamao Xiaodao picked up the teacup as white as jade, took a sip of water, and then said gracefully, please speak.

Seeing our cooperation, Zhu Yi was startled for a moment, and then his heart sank again - being so confident made them doubt whether they were right to engage in this lecture. However, as the so-called "riding a tiger is difficult to get off", Zhu Yi could only

Bite the bullet, he went on to say: "Calculating the eight characters is an essential skill for Feng Shui metaphysicians. You can tell the autumn from one leaf. This is why we are respected. Every visitor to our venue should write one."

Then give a copy of your own horoscope to Mr. Li Junzeng, and each of us will draw a copy and calculate it. The one who is correct and the fastest wins!"

As soon as he said this, there was an immediate uproar. This was no longer a matter of exchange, but a competition. Moreover, this was no longer three families versus one, but a matter of deciding which one of the four would win. There is no doubt that,

Zhu Yi's move was not communicated with Jin Xing and Cuijun, and the other two families showed expressions of surprise and anger.

Zamao Xiaodao and I looked at each other and smiled. Now that the defeat has been revealed, this guy is about to make a fool of himself.

Zhu Yi grinned her plump lips and said, "How is it? Do you want to compare?"

Zamao Xiaodao smiled and nodded, but Venus Li Yonghong, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said: "Wait a minute!"


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