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Sales Department.
Huaiyang Village, several times smaller in scale, stands on the sand table.
Bai Yu and Wang Jiujiu looked unhappy.
"Huaiyang Village is not for sale?"
"Not even giving me the face of the Bai family?" Bai Yu frowned.
Sales manager Wen Jingcheng shook his head, "Not only will the Bai family not be given any face, but any respectable person from Jiangcheng will not be given any face."
Wang Jiujiu's delicate body trembled slightly, and anger arose in her heart!
When could a small sales manager be so arrogant!
Bai Yu's frown relaxed.
She asked calmly and curiously, "The entire Jiangcheng family is like this, so who is the reputable person who bought Huaiyang Villa?"
"The person who built Huaiyang Villa and the person who bought Huaiyang Villa have the same surname, Song." Wen Jingcheng smiled unceremoniously.
When he saw a noble family member, he wouldn't dare to take a big breath.
But with the instructions from the rich man of Song Dynasty, Huaiyang Village no longer sells takeaways! Even if the Dragon Head of Jiangcheng comes, you have to admit defeat!
"Song!"
As soon as Wang Jiujiu heard this surname, her anger subsided.
Now that I think about it carefully, if everyone can give no face to them... there are only dragon heads and rich heads and so on.
Moreover, an ordinary family would not become enemies with a rich man because of Huaiyang Village.
The Bai family made great promises and spent thousands of gold, but Song Tiancheng's promise was worth more than a thousand gold.
If the Bai family provokes such a person, it will only accelerate their own demise... Bai Yu is a little disappointed, it seems that he can't buy Huaiyang Village and give it to Chen Fan.
The corners of Wen Jingcheng's mouth couldn't help but turn up, and he finally felt that he was nobler than the children of the aristocratic family.
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"Senior, since you said this method cannot break the situation and change luck."
"Then what should we do?"
The man with the goatee suddenly realized when he saw Chen Fan tapping the pad of his index finger with his thumb, "I was being arrogant and didn't announce my identity."
"I'm Song Tie, a member of the Laoshan Mountains for thousands of years." Song Tie held his hand.
"Chen Fan."
Chen Fan nodded and responded simply.
Feng Shui Taoists rank people in order of ability, and the action just now is the "orifice finger", which means that the younger generation has crossed the line and must show respect to the older generation.
When doing Qiao Zhi, the strength and status of the two parties are opposite, and the person who does it has to bear certain consequences. There will be one of the widows, widows, loneliness, and devastation, so there are very few people who joke about this action in front of their colleagues.
Seeing Chen Fan's expression as usual, Song Tie looked even more humble.
Song Tiancheng, the richest man in Song Dynasty, was in a daze. Ever since his younger brother became successful in learning Taoism, he had become a master of Taoism and was very arrogant and proud.
That waist is straighter than that of his rich brother.
His achievements today are largely due to his younger brother Song Tie.
And when had he seen Song Tie be so respectful and humble to a young man?
"I'm Song Tiancheng." Song Tiancheng introduced himself, no need for Taoist rules.
Seeing Chen Fan slightly nodding, Song Tiecai asked, "Can you please give me some advice, senior? We will definitely not treat you poorly!"
"Okay, let's talk while we walk." Chen Fan pointed to the small bungalow in the distance, "I have two friends in the sales department."
Seeing everyone crowding around Chen Fan and leaving, only the guard stood messy in the wind...
While walking on the road, Chen Fan glanced at Song Tiancheng twice.
The aura of a high nose and sharp eyebrows does not diminish with age. A person like this who was born in ancient times must be a handsome general.
But it has nothing to do with wealth and destiny.
"You stole someone else's luck from the rich man of Song Dynasty?" Chen Fan frowned.
As soon as he finished speaking, the expressions of the Song brothers changed again and again.
Song Tiancheng gave a slight drink and pushed away the bodyguard beside him.
"Brother Chen, how do you know?" Song Tiancheng frowned.
"Brother, Senior Chen's strength is better than mine, and this kind of thing cannot be hidden." Song Tie waved his hand helplessly.
Song Tiancheng was silent for a moment, then he cupped his hands towards Chen Fan and lowered his posture by 10%, "Brother Chen, this matter is old and I don't want to mention it anymore."
"Since Mr. Song doesn't want to say anything, there is no need for me to get involved in this cause and effect." Chen Fan waved his hand and refused.
The path of the road also involves cultivating merit, and the emphasis is on doing good deeds to accumulate negative virtue. However, if he helps "poor people" and then turns around and kills families, Chen Fan will have to bear the consequences.
Forty years ago, Master took the lead in launching the "Qing Ping Side" campaign to eliminate all the warlocks who used Feng Shui to do evil.
However, he also lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests, and died in the winter three years ago.
Song Tiancheng was probably in his late seventies, and Feng Shui masters would not bother to do this.
"This..." Song Tiancheng smiled bitterly, "That's all, let me talk to Brother Chen."
“When I was little, I didn’t have enough to eat, so I took my young boy, Xiao Tie, to cut wheat in a wealthy family’s house in the city.
The young master from a wealthy family was the same age as me, and we had a good relationship... But at that time, people didn't have enough to eat, and the bandits didn't even have enough to eat.
Usually the big families would pay tribute, but this time they didn't come for the tribute. They slaughtered all the big families and took away all the harvested wheat.
They are greedy! I took Xiao Tie and the young master to play secretly in the mountains for a day, and then I escaped. When we went back, except for the yard full of blood, there was not a single body left..."
Song Tie's face turned blue as he recalled the original scene as he described it.
"At this time, an old man in green clothes appeared in front of us and asked the young master if he wanted revenge..."
Song Tiancheng paused, his eyes slightly red, "He said, he wanted to."
"I see, I can tell you how to solve it." Chen Fan smiled, "But can we part ways with Huaiyang Village?"
