Chapter 138: The Magic Stick Trading Company
This was not only said by Lord Qingfan, but also by almost everyone he had met recently.
"It's just a secret. You will know it when you regain your memory one day." Shang Xingjian waved his hand nonchalantly, "Those people are just trying to make things mysterious because they have some ability."
"Okay, I see, you have your own ideas." Cheng Mai stopped asking, and she had caught Cheng Ming's wool for the time being.
"I don't have any ideas, just..."
"Finally I found you two." Zhu Biao got out of the car and took a few big breaths when he ran over.
Cheng Mai looked at the distance between the car and them, which was only two meters away. How could he be so tired?
"Mr. Zhu, is there something wrong?" Cheng Mai saw the person gasping for breath, and he was worried that he would faint if he couldn't take a breath.
"No one answered your calls. Manager Shen said you were here, so I came over to try my luck."
Cheng Mai took out his cell phone and found that it was turned off.
When Shang Xingjian took it out, there were a few missed calls, but unfortunately he had muted them.
Cheng Mai: "..." Sure enough, recruiting gods also depends on fate.
"So what's going on?" Cheng Mai asked again.
"Actually, it's not a big deal. It's just that I have a magician over there. I must say that the feng shui you helped me with before was not good." Zhu Biao said with a rather indignant look, "How could I listen to that person's nonsense? Where is the Eight Paths?”
Cheng Mai looked at Shang Xingjian and asked Zhu Biao, "Does that person say he is a Taoist priest?"
"That's not to mention that the fortune-telling ancestors said that fortune-telling is much more accurate than Xuanhe Technology." Zhu Biao said with disgust, obviously still treating people as magic sticks.
"Then he didn't say that." After all, Xuanji is the one who really knows destiny.
He is destiny. Zhu Biao was still expressing his loyalty to Cheng Mai, but he was stunned when he heard such a sentence.
"Huh?"
What does this mean?
"But he said that Xuanhe Technology's calculations are inaccurate, so I can't agree." Shang Xingjian was very protective of the company's image, "Where are they now?"
"I stayed in my office, and I came out to find you as soon as I detained you." Zhu Biao said hurriedly.
Shang Xingjian looked at Cheng Mai with a bit of a smile, "Isn't the person you are looking for just here?"
Zhu Biao didn't know why, but he took them there quickly. After all, it was about making money for himself.
Shang Xingjian and Cheng Mai followed Zhu Biao to the Zhu Group. The decoration of the Zhu Group was in line with Zhu Biao's personal image. It was resplendent and magnificent, and there was a pure gold Pixiu placed in the lobby.
Cheng Mai came here for the first time, and was already shocked by this brave animal. This brave animal should be worth more than a billion, and it is something that can maintain its value and increase in price. This Mr. Zhu is really rich.
Cheng Mai's eyes were opened by Jin Pixiu. When he went in and found the dazzling decoration inside, he felt that the annual fee of several million from him was indeed a bit low.
Pixiu, indeed, can make money.
"In this world of yours, with this Feng Shui, Xuan Henas gives you any fate just to make money. Listen to me, he is a charlatan."
When I walked to the door, I heard a cool voice.
Of course, this voice would sound better if it was not criticizing Shang Xingjian.
Cheng Mai didn't go in immediately, but he thought the person inside was not very old from the sound.
The merchant simply snorted, and as he turned his hand, a thunder struck into the room, followed by a curse.