The pilgrims inside and outside the main hall of Luyun Temple all cheered when they saw Chen Xuan's extraordinary skill in teaching this dandy and evil young man a lesson.
The monks of Luyun Temple also stopped. Since this young man can solve the problem by himself, they don't have to offend the young man.
"Don't think that you are great just because you know a little Kung Fu? Do you know who I am?" When the young master saw the two bodyguards being knocked down easily by Chen Xuan, he was not frightened, but screamed viciously.
Chen Xuan said disapprovingly: "Who are you? Tell me."
"I am Feng Ruihang, the son of Feng Dongshan, the chairman of Hongyuan Group! If you dare to hit me, my father will definitely make you miserable!" The young master told his origin, looking confident and proud.
When everyone heard this, they were all shocked.
This dandy is actually the son of the chairman of Hongyuan Group, one of the three leading enterprises in the provincial capital!
At this time, everyone looked at Chen Xuan with pity in their eyes.
This young man is so unlucky!
I brought my girlfriend to burn incense and ask for fortune-telling, but I met Mr. Feng, a playboy who was famous in the provincial capital!
He also beat Feng Ruihang. Now his girlfriend might be snatched away, and he himself would be beaten severely, and then be kicked out of the provincial capital, ending up with a very miserable end.
The reason why everyone thinks this way is because Feng Ruihang is so famous for his arrogance and domineering attitude.
There was once a girl who refused to spend one night with Feng Ruihang, so he forced her to work as a bartender in a nightclub. Unwilling to be humiliated, the girl eventually hanged herself.
This incident caused an uproar in the entire provincial capital, and it was finally settled with the energy of Feng Dongshan, chairman of Hongyuan Group.
Listening to everyone's discussion, Feng Ruihang, who knew that he had been recognized, not only had no shame, but was even more proud.
"Let me go quickly and kneel down to apologize. Maybe I can let you go and only take your girlfriend with me!"
"Beauty, now that you know that I am the eldest son of the Feng family with a fortune of hundreds of millions, you can give up your hanging silk boyfriend and come with me! You are so beautiful, I will take you back to get married immediately and make you my wife!
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"Shameless!" Zhang Zhicheng cursed in a cold voice.
But Chen Xuan raised the corner of his mouth, revealing a trace of teasing.
What a coincidence, what a coincidence!
I didn't expect to meet Feng Dongshan's son here.
He and Feng Dongshan still have unsettled accounts!
Previously, Hongyuan Group hired people to seize Baozhitang, and then Feng Dongshan targeted Chen Xuan at the drug dealer conference and even threatened to bring down the Shen Group.
How could Chen Xuan let go of the Feng family so easily?
"Are you really Feng Dongshan's son?" Chen Xuan asked pretending to be surprised.
Feng Ruihang turned his face sideways and said proudly: "How about it, now you know you are afraid?"
"Yes, I'm so scared!" Chen Xuan's joke became more intense, "I'm afraid you are not Feng Dongshan's son, and I have beaten the wrong person!"
"Since you are Feng Dongshan's son, I won't be polite!"
After saying that, Chen Xuan reached out with his other hand and slapped Feng Ruihang three times.
In an instant, Feng Ruihang’s face was so swollen that he probably didn’t even recognize his mother.
"Ahhh! What a fool! How dare you hit me!" Feng Ruihang yelled in pain, hating Chen Xuan to his core.
Chen Xuan grabbed Feng Ruihang's wrist and threw him to the ground.
Feng Ruihang fell hard and felt that his butt was about to explode. He screamed again before being helped up by two bodyguards.
"Who the hell are you? Tell me your name! I will never forgive you!" Feng Ruihang yelled with hatred in his eyes.
Although he is a playboy, he is not a fool. He has already seen that Chen Xuan may have a grudge against his father.
"If you don't want to change your name, or if you don't want to change your surname, my name will be Chen Xuan, and I will wait for you to deal with me!" Chen Xuan said in a cold tone.
"You fucking wait here for me, I will definitely make you regret it later!"
Feng Ruihang cursed again, then was supported by two bodyguards and walked out of the hall with gritted teeth.
Chen Xuan shook his head and continued to ask for signatures.
"It seems that Feng Ruihang went to call someone, should we leave first?" Zhang Zhicheng said a little worriedly.
She is not worried about Chen Xuan being beaten, but she doesn't want to cause more trouble.
Chen Xuan said nonchalantly: "It's okay. If he dares to come again, I will let him have enough memory."
Zhang Zhicheng listened and said nothing more.
When Feng Ruihang interrupted her request for a fortune, she could only readjust her state of mind and let her soul re-enter a state of clarity and emptiness.
As the saying goes, sincerity leads to success, Zhang Zhicheng hopes that he can get a good fortune.
After shaking the tube several times, Chen Xuan and Zhang Zhicheng shook out two wooden sticks at the same time and dropped them to the ground.
Zhang Zhicheng picked up the wooden sign that he had shaken out and took a look at it. He was very happy because what was written on the wooden sign turned out to be "Shang Shang"!
This means that the prayer in her heart is really about to come true!
Of course, you also need to find a sign interpretation master to interpret the signature poem on the wooden sign for her.
"Chen Xuan, I asked for a signature, how about you?" Zhang Zhicheng turned his head and asked expectantly.
Chen Xuan also picked up the wooden sign on the ground, looked at it, and said with a dumb smile: "Mine is the next sign."
"How could it be?" Zhang Zhicheng blurted out in disbelief, and then deep worry emerged in his heart.
Why would a man as powerful as Chen Xuan beg someone to sign a lottery? Is there anything else that could put Chen Xuan in danger?
Seeing Zhang Zhicheng's worry, Chen Xuan smiled easily and said: "Just take a look at things like signing and shipping, don't take it too seriously."
"But... this is not an ordinary temple, but the very efficacious Luyun Temple. I'm really worried about what kind of disaster you will encounter." Zhang Zhicheng frowned, with worry gathering between his brows.
Chen Xuan pulled her to stand up together, and said with a calm smile: "The last time the ship exploded, such a big disaster didn't kill me, what else can harm me? Would you rather believe in luck?
Don’t you believe me?”
With that said, he pulled Zhang Zhicheng and walked outside the main hall, letting the people in line behind him come forward to burn incense and worship Buddha.
"Let's go find the master to interpret the signature. I hope he can foresee the danger that may happen to you in the future." Zhang Zhicheng looked for directions, took Chen Xuan's hand and walked to the position of the master to interpret the signature.
When Chen Xuan heard this, he smiled and did not answer. If the fortune teller could really predict the future, then he would be a more powerful transcendent than him. How could he stay in a small temple?
The two came to the desk of the sign interpreter. Zhang Zhicheng originally wanted the master to interpret Chen Xuan's signed poem first, but Chen Xuan had already spoken first: "Master, show my girlfriend the signed poem she asked for."
"Okay, it's 200 yuan for each ticket release. Please pay first." The ticket manager said politely.
When Chen Xuan heard this, he thought this business was so profitable!
There is an endless stream of tourists in Luyun Temple every day, and there are also many people who come to ask for signatures. A signature is 200, and if ten people apply for a signature a day, it is 2,000.
You can easily earn more than 100,000 yuan a month, and this job is more popular than those of urban white-collar workers!
