The bustling Spring Festival passed slowly, and when the school started, Ziyu also returned to school, and Fang Ming also returned to the Magic City.
Dongtai Antique City opened its doors again on the 16th day of the first lunar month, attracting countless tourists to visit and purchase.
"Hello, Boss Wang."
"Happy New Year, Shopkeeper Li."
"Boss Zhang, I wish you a happy new year."
Naturally, the shop owners in the Antique City came to their shops early. On the first day of business in the new year, everyone wanted to get lucky, which is what businessmen care about.
Therefore, various gifts and activity packs are placed at the entrance of each store, and you can even get some small gifts just by visiting the store.
However, among these shops, one shop is very deserted. Except for a pair of new couplets posted in front of the door, there is no atmosphere of the Spring Festival at all. Even the two flower baskets beside the door are from the antique city.
The management office sent it here.
"Dongtai Antique City should be here."
Among the crowd, Xu Chengan looked around at these shops, as if he was searching for something. He did not come here for sightseeing, let alone to buy some jewelry and antiques. The purpose of his coming here was to find someone.
The sixteenth day of the first lunar month is the day when Dongtai Antiques is open to the public. He had already checked it out on the Internet, so he got up early this morning and drove over.
As the crowds of people walked towards the antique city, he finally found the store he was looking for in a relatively quiet place near the street.
Witchcraft Hall.
"Why is it so deserted?"
Xu Chengan was a little surprised when he saw the deserted Wu Dao Pavilion, which was obviously inconsistent with the style of other shops around it, but he quickly suppressed his surprise and walked into the Wu Dao Pavilion.
On the first floor, Dazhu was wiping the counter. There were five or six more counters in the lobby than when it opened last year, and there were more than a dozen more items hidden inside. However, adhering to Fang Ming's original business strategy, he only sold
More expensive, not the most expensive, the price of every item is prohibitive.
The field of metaphysics has never belonged to the poor.
As a popular saying goes, the rich rely on technology, while the poor rely on mutation.
For most ordinary people, they work all day long to make a living, and if they have any spare money, they also want to save it to educate the next generation. Objects like those in the store that increase luck or bless peace are simply not something they can afford.
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This is just like playing a game. Ordinary players just get some equipment casually, as long as they can kill monsters of the corresponding level. Only those wealthy people will pursue the ultimate in equipment, such as strengthened weapons +1 and +2, improved
The difference in attributes is only 10%, but these rich people are willing to spend money to strengthen it.
Quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes. The rich continue to add bonuses to themselves in small areas. Just like the game characters, the bonus on the one hand is nothing, but when the bonus is fully added, there is a huge gap between them and ordinary players.
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"Hello, sir, do you need anything?" Dazhu saw Xu Chengan looking curiously at the items on the counter and walked up to him and asked.
"No...I don't need it."
Xu Chengan waved his hands quickly. Are you kidding? He originally thought that he was young and promising. He already had an annual salary of one million at a young age. But look at the things here. There are only a few five-digit items, and most of them are
Starting from a six-figure salary, his annual salary is estimated to only be able to buy a few things.
You can't even say that you don't know how young you are in the capital, and you don't know how little money you have in Dubai, but at this moment Xu Chengan deeply felt the ridicule of money.
"I'm here to see Mr. Fang. Is Mr. Fang here?"
"Looking for Fang Ming, do you have an appointment?"
"Mr. Fang asked me to come to the witchcraft hall to find him next year."
After hearing Xu Chengan's answer, before Dazhu could speak, footsteps were heard upstairs, and Fang Ming walked down from the second floor.
"Mr. Xu is here so early." Fang Ming was a little surprised. Xu Chengan came here early in the morning on the first day the antique city opened. It seemed that things were a bit urgent.
"Mr. Fang, things are really urgent. I don't know where this is..."
Xu Chengan looked around. Fang Ming knew what Xu Chengan meant and said directly: "It's okay, just say it here."
After hearing Fang Ming's answer, Xu Chengan also knew that the person wiping the table was not an ordinary employee, so he didn't hesitate and directly stated his purpose.
"Mr. Fang, when I was studying abroad, I joined a company in Xiangjiang, and now I am responsible for the management of the company's domestic branch. This company is called Changhai Industrial. Mr. Fang should have heard of it."
"Of course I have heard of the Li family, the four major families in Xiangjiang." Fang Ming replied with a smile.
Although Fang Ming doesn't pay much attention to finance, although the Hong Kong delegation only passed by in a hurry, he heard about this company from the Guo family. The boss surnamed Li is also a well-known figure in the country.
"Since Mr. Fang has heard of it, I won't hide it from Mr. Fang. Chairman Li has believed in metaphysics all his life. The design of the company's headquarters involved the relationship between the two major banks in Hong Kong.
The Feng Shui War."
Fang Mingwaner, everyone in the entire Feng Shui circle knows about the Feng Shui war between the famous HSBC Bank and Bank of China in Hong Kong, and the design of the headquarters of Changhai Industrial Company has also amazed many Feng Shui masters. Everyone knows it.
, this designer must also be a Feng Shui master.
However, what does this have to do with him? Fang Ming believes that Xu Chengan would never come to him just to tell him these things.
"Chairman Li believes in Buddhism, so he once invested in the construction of Ciyun Temple in Xiangjiang to worship Buddha and Bodhisattva, and also to provide a place for Buddhist believers to pray for blessings and worship. It can be said to be a great merit."
Hearing Xu Chengan's words, Fang Ming looked at Xu Chengan with a deep look. Building a temple is not a meritorious deed. In some respects, it is an internal matter within Buddhism. Even if it is meritorious, it is only meritorious.
Limited to Buddhism, it has not made any contribution to society.
To put it bluntly, no matter how many temples a person donates to build Taoist temples, it will not bring him any moral virtue. It is a pure waste of money. There are only two types of people who really do this, one is a loyal believer, and the other
It is the kind of person who wants to be blessed by gods and Buddhas when encountering something, or having committed any evil in the past.
Don't build temples if you have money. If you really want to spend money on it, you have to get some practical benefits, such as letting monks and Taoist priests chant sutras and pray for blessings. Of course, the premise is that there are really capable monks and Taoist priests.
If you don’t have money, don’t burn incense. Gods and Buddhas will not bless you. The common people who burn incense once or twice a year have not seen that those rich people burn only the first incense and insert giant incense that is taller than a person.
Seeing that Fang Ming did not answer his words, Xu Chengan looked a little embarrassed, but he continued: "Mr. Fang, Chairman Li has prepared a Zen room for himself in Cishan Yun Temple, and he often invites some eminent monks to give lectures.
Dao, just some time ago, Chairman Li encountered a strange thing."
When talking about strange things, Xu Chengan lowered his voice a little. After all, it was related to the personal affairs of his big boss, and with his status as the big boss, if the news was leaked, it would immediately spread throughout the country.
Originally, Xu Chengan had no access to such private matters of the big boss, but Xu Chengan was a confidant of the company's eldest prince, and he also learned about it from the eldest prince's mouth. However, even the big boss and the eldest prince couldn't solve it, and he couldn't.
I thought I could solve this problem, but it wasn't until I saw Fang Ming solving the scene of the wisteria potted plant that my mind became more active.
"Chairman Li has a very good relationship with an eminent monk. The eminent monk once gave Chairman Li a way to prolong his life, but there seems to be something wrong with this method. Recently, Chairman Li has had some physical problems.
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Hearing this, Fang Ming understood that Xu Chengan came to him to ask if he could solve the physical condition of his boss.
A way to prolong life?
Fang Ming didn't need to think about it to know that it was nothing more than a wicked way, because for this kind of top rich people, these people have already achieved the ultimate in health and longevity that can be achieved by relying on medicine and technology.
Obviously, the so-called prolonging life goes beyond the scope of health preservation. The only way to prolong life in this world is by accumulating merit. However, the exchange ratio between merit and life span is really too low.
It is said that saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda, but saving one life will not increase your life span by more than one day, because this karma is more reserved for the next life.
When Fang Ming extended the lifespan of his grandmother, it was just because he took advantage of a loophole in the vague way of writing about elderly people in the life and death book. His grandmother's lifespan itself had seven years of expansion space, and then used some small tricks to play a trick.
It only takes one handful to achieve that kind of result.
It is difficult to extend one's lifespan, and the right path will not work. Those in the upper class who have control of resources will naturally think of evil ways. There are indeed some magics in this world that can increase one's lifespan, but such magics will harm one's moral character, and one will definitely suffer hardship when they go to the underworld.
Yin division punishment, and more importantly, this type of sorcery has side effects.
"Mr. Xu, I'm sorry, there's nothing I can do about this kind of thing."
Fang Ming rejected Xu Chengan. He would not help anyone who used magic to extend his life.
Xu Chengan was a good man. He actually heard that Fang Ming was not really helpless, but unwilling to help. He knew that it was useless to continue talking, and this matter had to be dealt with slowly.
"In that case, I am harassing Mr. Fang this time, so I will leave first."
Xu Chengan left the witchcraft hall very single, but not long after leaving the witchcraft hall, he took out his mobile phone and dialed a number to leave.
Maybe I can't hire Mr. Fang, but the big boss or the prince have a way. Although he said he only provided such a piece of information, if he can really solve the big boss's physical problem, this credit will be enough.