"Mr. Lu, I accept your wishes. Since Mr. Zhong doesn't like my wife's small company, let's forget about the cooperation."
Lu Shiren looked embarrassed:
"Brother Wang, I didn't think carefully. Don't worry, I will find another way to deal with my siblings."
Seeing that Lu Shiren was so interested in Wang Yao, Zhong Yan couldn't help but look at Wang Yao curiously:,
"Who is this guy that makes Lu Shiren so interested in him?"
"Mr. Lu, put your work aside for now. I'll help you resolve the evil spirits in your body first."
"well."
When Lu Shiren heard this, he felt sad and scared:
"I haven't had a peaceful life since you left. First, I was hit by a chandelier, the seat exploded, the wire leaked, the car had a flat tire, and I almost choked to death even when I drank water..."
Lu Shiren said more and more bizarrely: "I have burned the Pixiu as you said, but I still have bad luck. What is going on?"
Wang Yao frowned and said, "You took out the evil sword on the door."
"I...I find it an eyesore, so..."
Wang Yao shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "The Feng Shui pattern in your office has already become a climate. I used a knife to suppress the evil spirits inside. You take off the knife, and all the evil spirits pour into your body at once. You are not dead yet.
You are lucky."
"Brother Wang, I already regret it very much. You must save me."
Listening to the conversation between the two, Zhong Yan next to him couldn't help but show disdain.
I didn't expect that such a respectable person as Lu Shiren would be deceived sometimes.
What kind of Feng Shui pattern, what kind of evil spirits, what kind of blocking evil sword, these are just deceptive tricks.
Lu Shiren would actually believe such a low-end scam.
She was secretly glad that she did not cooperate with Wang Yao. If people knew that she, a dignified media queen, was collaborating with a charlatan, people would still laugh to death if the news spread.
Zhong Yan looked at Wang Yao who was talking eloquently, and the sneer on his face became even more intense.
Lu Shiren was trained like a primary school student.
Zhong Yan looked even more dumbfounded.
Wang Yaodao: "Mr. Lu, I'm not trying to scare you. In your situation, you won't be able to live more than three days."
"Clang..."
When Lu Shiren heard this, he almost slipped off his chair: "Brother Wang, please don't scare me."
Wang Yao looked serious: "Mr. Lu, if you believe it, you can take off the bandage and see if there is a very thin red line on your neck."
"Mr. Lu, the red thread is around your neck. Even if I don't say it, you know what it means."
As soon as these words came out, Lu Shiren turned pale with fright.
"This story is really wonderful."
Seeing Lu Shiren's frightened state, Zhong Yan finally couldn't help but sneer:
"The more you talk about it, the more nonsense it becomes. The red thread is wrapped around your neck?"
"Mr. Lu, you are also a well-known figure, how could you be deceived by such a trick?"
"We are in a scientific society now, how can you still believe his nonsense?"
Zhong Yan's delicate face was full of sarcasm:
"Mr. Wang, I don't mean to expose you, but you are a liar. If I don't expose you today, how many people and families will be ruined because of you in the future..."
"If you don't understand, just shut up!"
At this time, Lu Shiren slammed the table and glared at Zhong Yan: