Mystic Master of Rebirth

Mr. Anyuan is very strange today.

That was the conclusion of his private secretary, the dedicated Royce.

From the moment he entered the door in the morning, Mr. Anyuan was in a strange state of anxiety. He circled around in the office with his hands behind his back, muttering some inexplicable nouns, vaguely sounding like "probability", "Coincidence" is simply confusing for Monk Zhang Er.

—Of course, just circling and chanting isn't a big deal.After all, our secretary, Mr. Royce, who has experienced many battles, has served three "design masters" in succession. He is too aware of the quirks of these artists (in fact, he privately thought eccentricity is the most peculiar, because he is so much like a normal person-except for being unsophisticated).What do you mean by spinning around in circles?What's the point of chanting some terms that obviously don't belong to the category of design?After all, his last client went to "Survival of the Wild" in order to design the style of man and nature-it just didn't survive.

However, after wandering around for three to ten minutes, An Yuan finally stopped.He turned his head and asked Royce to find some information.

"What information, sir?"

"Regarding minimalist design, especially - especially the recent designs..."

Royce is a good secretary, he diligently collects all client information, even after the contract ends.This worked now—he found the relevant documentation for two full boxes in no time.

Obviously, these materials did not satisfy An Yuan, he just flipped through a few pages and impatiently dropped the box.

"That's not what I need." An Yuan's voice was blunt. "I want to know if these companies—that is, our customers—have encountered anything recently—any accidents or bad news."

I see!Roy smiled.

"You don't have to worry about this, sir." His tone was very pleasant (of course, with an imperceptible comfort), "Our designs have been evaluated by experts, and there is no security risk. Even those companies If there is any trouble, it is definitely not our problem."

An Yuan was not comforted by his words at all. On the contrary, he kept muttering to himself: "What trouble did you really encounter?"

He jerked his head up and stared at Royce.

"So, what happened to our customers?"

"Ah." An Yuan smiled happily—although this matter has nothing to do with business, he is still willing to show off his extraordinary memory: "Actually, it's strange, in recent months, medium and large enterprises seem to have generally Fleeing years are unfavorable. Accidents happen, people get sick, and several families got into trouble with the government. It’s true..."

An Yuan interrupted him directly.

"Since when did they--been unlucky?"

"I don't know about this. There is always a gradual trend. However, I heard that in recent months, the probability of their accidents has suddenly soared a lot. It is so abnormal that the government has warned them to increase their awareness of prevention—of course Don't worry, sir, the safety awareness and safety education in our studio has always been done very well."

When he said the last few words, Royce subconsciously emphasized his tone—he secretly felt that he already understood the boss's intentions, and he should use the reason of the increase in the rate of customer accidents to rectify the safety of the studio, right?The next step should be a lecture on safety?Well, I have to think about how to deal with it - you can find an authoritative third-party organization to do a security assessment or something...

Unexpectedly, An Yuan didn't respond to his assurance at all, he just sat on the chair dumbfounded, staring at the front with blank eyes.

After a while, he seemed to wake up suddenly.An Yuan stood up with a whoosh and yelled at Royce.

"Has a professor from the Royal College of Design come in to discuss minimalist design the other week?"

"Uh, yes..."

Mr. Anyuan seems to be a little shaky.

"Did he say that the crown prince's study room and the back garden are going to be renovated?"

"Yes, but..."

Why is it more precarious?

"Call the Royal Reception Office immediately! It's best to call the Prince's private secretary directly!"

An Yuan raised his voice unprecedentedly, and gave instructions in a stern voice.However, Royce didn't move, his face was hesitant.

"What's the matter? Go!"

Royce spoke hesitantly.

"Sir." He stammered, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince broke his leg in the middle of the night yesterday, and the royal family is in chaos now. If it's not urgent, let's wait a few days before fighting..."

An Yuan fell on the chair.

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When An Yuan rushed in with someone, Lin Jian was gnawing on the neck of the duck.

Duck neck, five yuan and two, spicy and delicious, a must for leisure.It is most suitable for boring work and leisure time.

It's just not suitable for pretense.

Of course, Lin Jian was not so stupid as to gnaw a duck's neck in front of a client.In fact, when the AI ​​female machine voice called out the name of the Anda designer, Lin Jian had already opened the drawer and put away the duck neck, and was about to step up his efforts to finish eating the duck neck—he knew very well that the door was far away from the office. There is a 7-minute journey, enough for him to clean up the mess.

Then, 3 minutes.

With a loud bang, the half-covered door slammed open, and An Yuan, who was too weak to hold back, almost slammed into the door dancing. After the creak, an old man with half-century hair also fell in. Rubbing and rubbing on the floor, they rushed all the way to Lin Jian's desk, and there was another loud bang.

Lin Jian: ...

Staring at the sloppy half-century old man in front of him, he slowly swallowed his last mouthful of duck neck.

"You two... what are you doing?"

An Yuan struggled to reach out and grab the table legs, and climbed onto the chair.He wiped off his sweat, turned around and pulled up the old man who was still crying.

"This is a professor from the Royal Academy of Design, old Mr. Lu Yang." He introduced dryly, "This is a senior consultant of the Su Group, Mr. Lin Jian."

Lin Jian hesitated for a while, and finally remembered which hand he used to eat the duck neck.He smiled and held out his other hand.

"Hello, Professor Lu."

Professor Lu, who was still panting heavily, shook his hand weakly, and Lin Jian's hand was sweaty.

Lin Jian resisted the weird wet feeling, and put her hands on the paper towel beside the table calmly.He tried his best to smile.

"I don't know why Professor Lu and Mr. An came here in such a hurry."

"Ah—ah, it's like this. Didn't I just visit Mr. Lin a few days ago? I think Mr. Lin's opinion is really very, very valuable. I mentioned it to Professor Lu, and he is also very, very helpful. Admired. So we just—we just want to ask for advice..."

admire?Hey, would you admire it if you hadn't been frightened by the evil spirit?Besides, the expression of Professor Lu next to him doesn't look like "very admired" either?Your ability to tell lies with your eyes open is first-rate!

Lin Jian almost rolled her eyes.

"Mr. An is really overrated. I'm just a layman in the design industry. How can I have any good opinions? This is Mr. An's humbly asking for advice, drawing inferences from one instance..."

Obviously, An Yuan was not satisfied with his compliment at all this time - the designer's face seemed to have become ugly.He inhaled deeply, then exhaled again.

"Let me just say it straight, Mr. Lin. I went back and looked it up yesterday, and I found out—and found out—everything with a minimalist design—that is,—er, the door facing the window, had some minor problems. .These problems are really difficult to explain by coincidence. We just thought - ask you again."

This time I was a little more polite.Lin Jian was a little surprised - it seems that the evil spirit created by this man caused a lot of trouble.

However, Chuantang Sha is quite simple to solve.

"Mr. An, there is no need to worry. Your design is just a bad luck. In fact, there is no trouble, just add a screen between the door and the window."

Unexpectedly, An Yuan, who heard the solution, still didn't respond.On the contrary, his face became more bitter.For several minutes, his eyes bulged, as if he had suddenly lost his ability to speak.

Finally, he opened his mouth with difficulty, and it sounded like he was spitting out nails.

"That--then. Could you look at the other..."

He could no longer speak.The gray-haired Professor Lu Yang seemed to be hesitant. He glanced at An Yuan before he took out a small metal pen and gently pressed it away.

After a soft beep, a three-dimensional, vivid and scaled-down 3D model emerged on the surface of the floor. In the dim light of the tip of the pen, one could see lush trees and gurgling streams. It was a model of a garden.

An Yuan stood up and made a "please" gesture to the 3D model.

Lin Jian got up a little confused, and even more confused walked to the side of the 3D model. He felt that it would be better for him to be humble first.

"I'm really not humble. I really don't know anything about design. The two of you should hire someone else—"

After seeing the model clearly, Lin Jian choked.

"You—you, what is this garden for?"

An Yuan didn't answer, he glanced at Lu Yang.Professor Lu, who was suspicious and silent, finally reflected, he cleared his throat.

"It's not a big purpose, it's just daily leisure, entertainment, relaxation..."

Lin Jian pointed to the entrance of the 3D model: "Relax...why put a rockery at the entrance of the garden?"

Lu Yang cheered up: "This is the essence of the combination of minimalism and structuralism design. Using rockery to create a sense of mystery in the space! Without the rockery, you can see the garden at the entrance, so where is the fun?"

Well, there's nothing wrong with getting straight to the point.But--

"Then... why do you need a stream halfway up the rockery?"

This time Lu Yang seemed to have sensed something was wrong, he frowned and stared at the rockery for a long time before speaking.

"Well, it was my student's suggestion. He is also more interested in—ah—the knowledge of Mr. Lin. He knows a young man named Xiao, and he seems to know a little bit about it. That young man named Xiao is Tell my students that water can gather gas, so it is best to add a waterway when designing. My students felt very good after trying it, so they recommended it to me.”

Lin Jian only felt a mouthful of hot blood welling up in her throat.

Xiao!Vibrate!Clothes!The most taboo thing in Feng Shui is the hearsay nerd, and you still compare blindly everywhere!

"Water can gather Qi" is of course correct, and adding a waterway next to the house can indeed have the effect of regulating Qi luck.But you shouldn't, you shouldn't, what are you doing with a rockery?This pattern suddenly became the end of the mountain - of course, if the water was bypassed by the rockery, this could still be regarded as "another village with dark willows and bright flowers", but your Excellency wants to dig mountains to connect water...

After thinking about it, he could only ask a leisurely question.

"This garden... has it been built?"

"It's already been built." An Yuan directly grabbed Professor Lu's words, and his speech was so fast that he stuttered: "Yes-is there anything wrong?"

wrong? "The mountain is at the end of the river" is of course wrong!but……

"I'm not sure about this. Of course, the layout of the house will have a certain impact, but it also varies from person to person. If the owner of the garden is lucky, there may not be any big trouble."

An Yuan and Professor Lu looked at each other, and they almost cooperated with each other tacitly.Two seconds later, they turned their heads in unison.

"What if—we're just saying if—what if the owner of this garden is powerful, dignified, and young and strong?"

High weight?Noble status?Young and strong?

Could it be that he is a second-generation official?

Lin Jian coughed, and decided to be an insurance company, not to say anything dead: "Well... In fact, the mystical theories of Feng Shui layout are not necessarily effective, after all, it is just a matter of making the most of the situation. The so-called good swimmers drown in As for water, as long as the owner of the house is careful, it is estimated that there will not be too much trouble."

An Yuan and Lu Yang looked at each other again, and then stared straight at Lin Jian: "Then what if... you're not careful?"

"Uh—it's not a big deal if you're not careful." Lin Jian was forced to feel uncomfortable by the two scorching, shining eyes. Maybe he fell off a rockery while stepping on water-soaked stones and broke his leg or something..."

……

The room was silent.The two stared at him dumbfounded.

Lin Jian's whole body was numb, and he involuntarily lowered his voice.

"I'm just talking nonsense-two people-two people don't have to just..."

He couldn't continue: Lu Yang's eyes were too terrifying.

After 1 minute passed, Lu Yang stared at him.

After 2 minutes passed, Lu Yang closed his eyes.

After 3 minutes passed, Lu Yang opened his eyes.

"Mr. Lin, would you like to come to the palace?"

Clam? !

The author has something to say: The journey of pretending to be aggressive begins.

As for feng shui, don't worry too much about it.Ji Xiaolan has recorded that Tang Wenzhenggong (Wenzheng is the highest posthumous title of civil servants in the Qing Dynasty, indicating that this person is upright and brave in state affairs) once lived in a famous haunted house and was unharmed for three years.Ji Xiaolan explained that in "Song of Righteous Qi", Wen Tianxiang could still defeat the seven evil qi with one righteous qi, but now Mr. Tang Wenzheng is only fighting against one earth qi, so why not win a complete victory?Evil cannot prevail.