Zhang Sufen looked at Fang Ming with an embarrassed expression. To be honest, she really didn't want to come if there was no other way, because coming here meant she would lose a lot of money.
However, she was desperate. In the past few days, she had gone to see several masters, but those masters could not solve the problem of her house at all. She spent ten or twenty thousand yuan, but there was something strange in the house.
The situation is getting worse and worse.
Especially last night, even the neighbors heard strange cries. Now these neighbors all found her and asked her to deal with this matter quickly, otherwise they would tell the story about the strange situation in the house.
Zhang Sufen suddenly became anxious, because once the neighbors publicized the situation, her house would become a haunted house. Not to mention that no one was willing to rent it, even if she wanted to sell it, she would not be able to find anyone to take it over.
The house cannot be rented out, and she still has to pay property fees every month. Considering Zhang Sufen's character, asking her to pay every month is simply more uncomfortable than killing her.
Therefore, she had no choice but to find Che Wenjun and ask him to take her to Fang Ming.
"Master Fang, can...can it be cheaper?" Zhang Sufen asked.
"Sorry, I'm a little busy right now."
Fang Ming did not answer Zhang Sufen's words, but his attitude was already clear, 400,000 yuan, not a penny less.
Thinking that 400,000 yuan is not enough, Zhang Sufen hesitated in her heart, but at this time, Che Wenjun said from the side: "Sister Zhang, if you delay any longer, you will not lose 400,000 yuan by then."
Hearing what Che Wenjun said, Zhang Sufen didn't hesitate anymore, "Four hundred thousand, I'm out."
Fang Ming stopped, looked at Zhang Sufen, and said with a smile: "Go over there and swipe your card to pay."
"You have to pay money first? Don't you want to give money after the matter is resolved?" Zhang Sufen was a little unhappy. How can anyone accept money first and then do things? He is not a public servant.
"That's the rule here."
Fang Ming didn't care about Zhang Sufen's dissatisfaction because Zhang Sufen had no other choice.
Sure enough, although she was dissatisfied, Zhang Sufen still walked to the counter, and under Dazhu's instruction, she obediently took out her bank card and swiped out 400,000 yuan on the POS machine.
Holding the receipt in her hand and looking at the amount of 400,000 yuan on it, Zhang Sufen's heart ached. She looked at Fang Ming and said, "I paid the money, but you must solve the problem of the house for me, otherwise
I will find you here, you can’t run away, this is the evidence.”
After shaking the receipt in his hand, Zhang Sufen carefully put it into his bag. Fang Ming didn't take Zhang Sufen's threatening words to heart at all, because the problem of the house was nothing to him.
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After walking up to the second floor, Fang Ming came down within a few minutes, holding a piece of paper in his hand, and then handed it to Zhang Sufen, "Go and buy according to what is written on it. After you buy the things, go directly to the house.
I'll wait for you over there."
Zhang Sufen took the list and looked at it, then she shouted, "Is there any mistake? I spent 400,000, why should I buy these things?"
"Four hundred thousand is my purchase fee, so of course you have to provide these things yourself." Fang Ming smiled slightly and said matter-of-factly.
"Sister Zhang, you have spent 400,000 yuan, and you still care about this little money." Che Wenjun persuaded from the side.
"That's easy to say, just take a look."
Zhang Sufen handed over the order, Che Wenjun took a look at it, the expression on his face became a little strange, and finally he fell silent.
With the savings he has now, it is just enough to buy everything on the list, and this requires a lot of bargaining with those sellers.
However, no matter how reluctant she was, Zhang Sufen had to do it because she had already spent 400,000 yuan. Although the items on the list were not cheap, they were still less than 400,000 yuan.
Zhang Sufen walked out of the store with resentment. Seeing Zhang Sufen leaving without anger, Fang Ming also laughed. He did it on purpose. A woman like Zhang Sufen should teach her a lesson.
"Mr. Che, tell me your wife's birthday and horoscope."
"Oh, okay."
After getting his wife's birth date from Che Wenjun, Fang Ming walked up to the second floor again. This time he stayed there for a full hour before walking down from the second floor.
"Let's go."
Without further delay, Fang Ming and Che Wenjun left the store and headed to the community.
"Mr. Fang, can I ask out of curiosity what the purpose of asking for my wife's birth date is?"
In front of the house in the community, the door was closed because Zhang Sufen was not there, so Fang Ming and Che Wenjun were waiting here. While waiting, Che Wenjun couldn't help but asked with curiosity.
"Making Paper Figures."
Fang Ming didn't hide anything. He opened a wooden box he was carrying and found a folded paper figurine inside.
"This paper man is engraved with your wife's birth date. In a certain way, this paper man is your wife's existence in another form."
Hearing Fang Ming's words, Che Wenjun looked shocked and looked at the paper figure in the wooden box, "Is this my wife?"
"She can't be considered your wife." Fang Ming shook his head again, "I said a few days ago that your wife died here. There is resentment here, and the aura of this place is very chaotic.
The combination of the two creates a very special situation, so the house is not just a matter of Feng Shui."
This is why Fang Ming is so confident that Zhang Sufen will finally come to him. Firstly, it is because most of the so-called masters in society these days are liars, and a few only know a little bit about Feng Shui. As for dabbling in other aspects
There are very few.
The problem of Zhang Sufen's house cannot be solved by Feng Shui alone. This is where Fang Ming's confidence lies.
Of course, it's not that Fang Ming is arrogant because he thinks that he is the only one in the world who can solve the feng shui problem of Zhang Sufen's house. It's just that Zhang Sufen can't find it in a short time, and Zhang Sufen can't delay the problem of the house for that long, so it can only be solved.
Confess.
No matter how much he said, Fang Ming didn't explain anything to Cha Wenjun, and Cha Wenjun was sensible and didn't ask any more questions. Half an hour later, Zhang Sufen's figure finally appeared at the elevator door.
In addition to Zhang Sufen, there were seven or eight workers coming out of the elevator carrying large and small bags and boxes.
"I bought everything on the list."
Zhang Sufen wiped the sweat from her face and looked at Fang Ming. Fang Ming nodded and motioned to Zhang Sufen to open the door.
When the door opened, Zhang Sufen acted like a thief. After turning the key, she immediately backed away and hid behind Fang Ming and Che Wenjun.