The stars were dotted, and in the backyard courtyard of Huabao Building, Hua Borong respectfully hung the portrait of Master Fang Ming on the wall of the attic inside, and at the same time placed an incense burner to light Zen incense.
This portrait was Hua Borong begging Fang Ming to give it to him, and Fang Ming agreed. For Fang Ming, he did not need to keep this portrait, because there was still a portrait of the master hanging in the Taoist temple, and
That portrait was painted by him himself.
However, this does not mean that the portrait in front of him is ordinary. Although Fang Ming does not know who painted this painting, from the perspective of the painter, it is definitely by someone. According to his master, this portrait was originally painted by him.
Yun Youshi world casually helped a painter and the other party painted a portrait for him.
With his master's open-minded nature, he never cares about the other person's name and origin. Even if the other person tells him, he will not remember it in his heart, because in his master's heart, he doesn't expect anything in return for helping.
But there is still a name written by the painter on the portrait: Sheng Yin.
After burning incense and worshiping, Hua Borong asked, "Fang Ming, what are your plans for coming to the Magic City this time?"
"I may stay in Shanghai for a while. I just discussed with my friends that I will open a store here."
Fang Ming did not hide it. He really wanted to stay in the Magic City for a while. Although he had no intention of searching for his biological parents, he still subconsciously wanted to stay in this city.
"Open a shop?"
Hua Borong was stunned for a moment and then immediately said: "Fang Ming, this Huabao Building was originally opened under the guidance of my benefactor. Since you are here, I will directly transfer half of the shares of Huabao Building to you."
Before Fang Ming could answer, the corner of Hua Mingming's mouth twitched. His old man was really generous. He gave away half of his shares with just one sentence. You must know that the old man is the only one like him, and everything will be his property from now on.
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Of course, although Hua Mingming was a little reluctant, he didn't stop him. He had never been short of money since he was a child, so he didn't take money too seriously. He liked the old man Fang Ming, an outsider, much better than he treated his own son.
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"No, this is your own business, Uncle Hua. How can you give me shares?" Fang Ming shook his head and refused.
Hua Borong did not insist anymore, because after getting along with him for a while, he already roughly knew Fang Ming's temper. He just asked curiously: "Fang Ming, what kind of store do you plan to open? Do you need me to do something, Uncle Hua?"
I still have some connections here."
Fang Ming's eyes lit up. He wouldn't want Huabao Tower, but Uncle Hua's connections could indeed be used. Although Dazhu said he had been in Shanghai for a few years, he didn't know anyone at all.
"I need a shop with an area of about 100 square meters. It would be fine if the environment is quieter. As for the decoration, it is a little bit old-fashioned."
Hua Borong quickly searched for any suitable shops in his mind, but Hua Mingming on the side immediately said: "Isn't Lao Song's shop at the end of our street very suitable? It has an area of more than 200 square meters on the upper and lower floors.
, and it’s quiet in the back, and the decoration is in an antique style.”
"Are you talking about Lao Song's antique shop? The conditions are met, but Lao Song is running it himself."
"Dad, how long have you been paying attention to it? Lao Song has put up a sublease advertisement at the door half a month ago. I passed by Lao Song two days ago and asked Lao Song about it. It's just that Lao Song is too smart.
They took over all the things inside, and they haven't rented them out yet."
Hua Mingming rolled his eyes, and Hua Borong didn't care about his son's attitude. He directly picked up the phone and scrolled through the phone numbers for a while before dialing out.
"Hey, Lao Song, it's me...Bo Rong, um, yes, I want to ask you something..."
A few minutes later, Hua Borong hung up the phone and looked at Fang Ming and said: "Lao Song's store is indeed going to be sublet, and the rent is 500,000 yuan per year, but the person he wants to take over will buy all the remaining goods there.
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"Five million?"
Fang Ming smiled bitterly. The 100,000 yuan he currently had to add to his wallet was only around 200,000 yuan, which was not enough for a year's rent, let alone the items inside.
Fang Ming also knows something about Wenwan. There is no accurate market price for this thing at all. If you like it, the price is arbitrary. For those who don't like it, it is just worthless wood.
"The place in Lao Song is really good. If Fang Ming is short of money, you can tell Uncle Hua. If you feel that you have taken advantage of Uncle Hua, just treat it as a loan from Uncle Hua. When the time comes, you can return it to Uncle Hua.
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It has to be said that as a businessman, Hua Borong has a very strong ability to observe people's emotions. He also saw that Fang Ming is not a person who likes to take advantage of others, so he bluntly said that he wanted to borrow money.
"Okay, I'll go to that store tomorrow and check it out. If it's suitable, I'll buy it." Fang Ming nodded. He was not a pretentious person, and he had confidence in himself that he could definitely make back his money within a year.
After the business talk was over, Hua Borong pulled Fang Ming to talk about his master. Fang Ming also picked some things to tell Hua Borong, even if it was some trivial things, as long as it was about his master, Hua Borong could hear it.
Flavorful.
The night was getting darker. After all, Hua Borong was getting older and his body couldn't bear it any longer. Seeing this, Fang Ming said goodbye. Originally, Hua Borong wanted Fang Ming to live in his own home, but Fang Ming refused.
"Well, let Mingming arrange a hotel for you, so that it will be more convenient to go to Lao Song's place tomorrow. Mingming, you and Fang Ming will stay in a hotel tonight, and you will be responsible for picking up Fang Ming tomorrow."
Hua Borong made the decision directly. Fang Ming couldn't refuse even if he wanted to, so he finally nodded and accepted.
There is a lounge in Huabao Building. Sometimes Hua Borong would rest in the store when he was busy late, while Fang Ming and Hua Mingming left Huabao Building.
"Fang Ming, this is your first time in Magic City. For Magic City, the nightlife has just begun at this time. Come on, I will take you to a good place to have fun."
Hua Mingming looked at Fang Ming with a sly expression. Normally, if he went back too late, his old man would kill him the next day, but he understood in his heart that as long as he took Fang Ming with him, nothing would happen.
Fang Ming originally wanted to refuse, but Hua Mingming's last words made him agree.
"That's a good place. It's located in a high-rise building in SH. Not only does it have a good night view and you can have a panoramic view of the entire Magic City, but more importantly, there are many beautiful women, even celebrities."
Fang Ming is not interested in women, but he is interested in high-level people. If he wants to practice witchcraft, he must sense the stars, so he wants to test whether the effect will be better at high places.
Half an hour later, Hua Mingming drove Fang Ming directly to the underground parking lot of a building.
This parking area is obviously different from other areas. Even someone like Fang Ming, who doesn't know much about cars, can tell that the cars parked here are all luxury cars. The cool colors and stylish shapes all indicate that.
Their owner is a rich slut.
"The old man at home won't let me change my car, otherwise I would have replaced this broken car long ago."
After getting out of the car, Hua Mingming curled his lips when he looked at the luxury car parked in other parking spaces, but then he looked at Fang Ming with a wicked smile, "Fang Ming, why don't you tell my old man, as long as you ask for help
If I intercede, my old man will definitely agree."
"I think you drive this car very well. The temperament of this car suits you very well."
Fang Ming's words made Hua Mingming roll his eyes. His grand young boss in Huabao House drives a BMW GT, and none of his friends around him are Porsches and Ferraris.
What Hua Mingming didn't know was that Fang Ming had a reason for saying that, because Fang Ming looked at Hua Mingming's face and it showed that Hua Mingming would have a car accident this year. Although it was not serious, it was at least a car accident.
Slowness always pays off.
He saw the car accident but did not remind Fang Ming. Firstly, he believed that even if he told Hua Mingming, he would not believe it. Secondly, it was also because the secret must not be leaked. Once he told Hua Mingming, maybe Hua Mingming's appearance would change again.
Changes occur.
Under normal circumstances, unless it involves a major disaster such as human life, Fang Ming will never break the precept. According to his master's words, everyone has everyone's destiny. No fortune teller can tell the truth. The only way is
It's all about dialing.
As for the girl he met when he first arrived in the magical city, he saw that the disaster was life-threatening and that's why he warned her, but even so, it was only a sideways reminder and did not completely point it out.
Heaven's secrets must not be leaked, and anyone who leaks them will be punished by heaven. This is why most physiognomists end up unhappy.
Therefore, really powerful fortune tellers generally will not easily look at a person's face, because sometimes knowing it in advance is not a good thing.
There is a special elevator in the underground parking lot. Hua Mingming directly pressed the button on the 66th floor. Fang Ming took a look and found that the elevator can go up to the 69th floor, but you have to swipe a card to press the elevator button, and the card in Hua Mingming's hand was very small.
Apparently you can only reach the 66th floor.
"Fang Ming, have you never seen this kind of elevator? You need to swipe your card to press the button in this elevator. This is the case in some star-rated hotels. And if you live on the 15th floor, your card can only go to floors below the 15th floor.
You can’t go to the floors above.”
Hua Mingming seemed to notice Fang Ming's confusion and explained, "It's not that members can't enter that place. This is also to prevent some people from breaking into the place randomly."
When he mentioned that place, Hua Mingming's face lit up, and he rubbed his hands unconsciously, giving Fang Ming a "you know" expression, but Fang Ming really didn't understand.
All he knew was that at this moment Hua Mingming was mentally unstable, and all three fires in his body began to appear inactive. In medical terms, this is called hormonal hyperactivity.