The metaphysics boss just wants to be a salted fish

"Sorry, excuse me." There was a knock on the door, and the three of them stopped talking immediately. After a short silence, a waitress with exquisite makeup in a cheongsam opened the door and greeted them with a smile: "Your order of twelve The cold dishes have arrived."

"The first stack, shrimp roe and squid, choose..." The waitress walked to the middle of Bo Nan and Chen Yue with small steps, took the cold dish on the tray with a pair of plain hands, and slightly bent over to put it on the front table.She introduced the dishes in a gentle and gentle voice. Chen Yue glanced at her and lowered his head to drink tea with a guilty conscience. Li Ming raised his eyebrows slightly, signaling to serve quickly.

Chen Yue rolled his eyes, what to do, what if the family is a good family?

Those who run clubs these days are very smart. It doesn’t mean that the individuals in them are all practitioners in special industries. Generally speaking, a slightly higher-end club is divided into two parts, one part is pure waiters. Although there are requirements for appearance, the company will never require it The other party conducts prostitution activities, and will provide protection when being harassed, and the other part is a special occupation that is specifically targeted at this area.

The more advanced one is to accompany you for a drink and sing a song at most. If you want extra services and are not regular customers, they will not take care of you.

Bo Nan said lightly: "Let's put it down, no introduction is needed, we have something to talk about."

"Okay, sir." The waiter bowed politely, quickly put down the dishes and went out.

As soon as the door was closed, Bo Nan said, "Don't cause trouble, you are just here to have a meal with me."

The implication is that I will come back later if I have something to do, forget about it today.

Chen Yue and Li Ming looked serious, knowing that they were a little dizzy - their mission was to accompany Bo Nan, and to give Bo Nan some convenience, not to fight pornography and illegal activities.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Bo."

Bo Nan waved his hands, got up and walked to the balcony where the gray-purple sky was reflected, when the sliding door was pushed open, the cold wind from outside rushed in with water vapor, blowing the curtains up and bullying: "It's okay, It's not a big deal... you guys eat the food first, and I'll smoke a cigarette."

The boat swayed slowly along the waves, and the water below was a deep black-green color, which was related to the sky and the quality of the water—most of the water looked like this at night, and the unique fishy smell of the lake poured into his nostrils In the process, he took a deep breath, as if savoring the smell of the air.

The light purple mouthpiece of the cirrus cloud came close to her lips, and Bo Nan lowered her head and took a puff to dispel the subtle odor.

Just being by the lake is actually a bit of a blindfold, but looking at the lake, Bo Nan knows that Hongze Lake may not be as relaxing as he imagined. If Taihu Lake gives him the feeling that he is numb after sleeping for a long time, then the feeling of Hongze Lake is it. Most likely ill.

The milky white smoke drifted into the air, and when the wind came, it danced enchantingly in the wind for a moment and then disappeared.

Forget it, wait until the lake to see it.

Bo Nan went in, and when the cold plate was removed, there was a faint sound of the engine under the boat, and after a while, it moved slowly, and the boat's side drew a few ripples and swung to two weeks, stealing The moonlight in nowhere is clear and bright.

Bo Nan didn't go out in a hurry, and asked someone to change the hot dishes, waited for three rounds of drinking, and then went to the balcony again.

Unexpectedly, when Fang went out, he heard a slight chattering sound. Bo Nan subconsciously closed the balcony door with a little force, and with a slap, even if it was mixed with the sound of water, it was a good reminder to others.

Because there were other people around, Bo Nan took out her cigarette case, lowered her head and held it between her lips, then turned to find the lighter, but after searching twice, she couldn't find it, then she heard someone next to her say, "Do you want a lighter? "

Bo Nan looked sideways, and saw that there was also a balcony less than one meter away from him. A man and a woman were standing there. The man seemed to be from the box next door, but the woman was the Manager Fang just now.

It was also Manager Fang who handed over the lighter.

She had a smile on her vermilion lips, with a certain mature demeanor, with the back of her hand facing down, a little dark red light reflected below, it was a half-burned cigarette.

"Thank you." After Bo Nan thanked her, he took the lighter and lit it, then returned it to her.

Manager Fang smiled and took back the lighter gracefully. The man beside him asked, "So enthusiastic? Your little lover?"

Manager Fang shot him a look: "Don't talk nonsense, this is a dinner guest... Hello, sir, this is my boyfriend, he was just joking, don't mind."

Bo Nan smiled slightly, indicating that it's okay, Manager Fang said again: "Are you satisfied with the dishes today? Do you have any comments on our service, sir?"

After she finished speaking, she covered her lips and smiled again: "I'm sorry, I have committed an occupational disease again."

"Very good." Bo Nan said with a casual smile, "There's a dish of pan-fried cod..."

Before he finished speaking, the balcony door behind the other party was opened, and a middle-aged man in Tang suit came out. He first greeted them both: "What are you talking about...is it endless? Why?"

When he saw Bo Nan, his pupils constricted: "Are you...Mr. Bo?"

"Huh?" Bo Nan paused, "You know me?"

"It's really Mr. Bo? I've heard of you for a long time! I've heard of you for a long time!" The middle-aged man said, "My surname is Wang, and Mr. Bo may not have heard of me before, but I love you very much! I was lucky enough to meet you in Suzhou City before." It's a big one, such a big pattern is really shameful!"

He excitedly pushed the man: "Didn't you say that you want to see the gentleman? This is the top gentleman in our industry."

Bo Nan's eyebrows moved slightly, Su Shi?

He has moved to several places in Su City, Xiaoqingshan, Bo's house, his new home and Li's house, which one is this person looking at?

Xiaoqingshan just set up a hole to catch some spiritual energy from heaven and earth. There is a small Fengshui Bureau in his new home, which is used to raise magical instruments. Unless he breaks into his house, he can't see it at all. The Fengshui master from Bo's family entered He should know about his family.

There is only the Li family.

The Li family really...anyone can enter.

Bo Nan shook her head slightly in her heart, and reminded Mr. Li again not to bring anyone home.

Bo Nan didn't really like the feeling of being praised, especially because he wanted to hear it, and he didn't even want to look at it.He is already busy enough, he really doesn't want to take jobs for himself - and now he is caught in a time when he can't get in and out. Generally, doing Feng Shui bureaus for others is just to save some money, and very few can get some good things in exchange. Dogs are also aware of their temperament, and they will only pick the most suitable ones for people to use when they are interested.

Generally, the most suitable one may not be the most expensive, but it must make his heart ache.

This is not a matter of money or not. Magical artifacts have a price but no market. Most of his magical artifacts are made by himself. During this period of time, he runs out every day, and the ones he makes can only be used for a while. The real good things all depend on time. When it is cultivated, it is true that the same is used and the same is less.

just forget it.

He has a husband, and he is not short of money.

Bo Nan's smile faded from his brows, and Manager Fang keenly noticed this: "What are you talking about! This is a guest...Mr.'s surname is Bo? This surname is rare, very special."

"This Mr. Wang is a little familiar. I'm sorry to disturb you. Today's meal is counted as my invitation. I will treat it as an apology. Please don't take it to heart, Mr. Bo."

Bo Nan nodded slightly, said "nice to meet you" with Mr. Wang and went in.

"Tsk." Mr. Wang looked at the closed door and lowered his voice: "He has a pretty big temper... It's not that I said Lao Peng, if you want to change the situation, you should invite him first, he is really a powerful character—but Young, proud and arrogant, please don't move easily."

"I don't like to be famous when I do things. It's likely that he will be bored if I tell you." Mr. Wang shook his head: "You have to treat me to dinner for two years! If I didn't tell you, you wouldn't have a chance to come to ask for it."

Mr. Peng was puzzled and said: "Old Wang, can't you just help me? Why do you have to ask him?"

"You know what a fart!" Mr. Wang cursed subconsciously: "The most I can do is to make you rich and safe. If he is willing to make a move, it will not be a problem to make you rich for four or five generations!"

"I was scared when I saw the situation where he put the Gu family together." Mr. Wang went on to say, "You know the Gu family, right? It's the sick guy... He recovered recently, guess what? It's Mr. Bo's handwriting! Not only that, but his plan is clearly to make their family rich and beautiful for generations!"

"Think about it, you have earned such a big family business, how many boys and girls still can't see it now, and you won't be able to fight in another ten or eight years? It's all up to your temper. Do you think you can still get along with me The friendly elder sister and the second brother will share equally?" Mr. Wang smacked his mouth: "If I hadn't been with your brother for so many years, wouldn't I have earned this deal myself? Why recommend him? Why is the fat water flowing to outsiders? "

"You are going to transform now, and safety is the most important thing." Mr. Wang gestured his feet: "Your place is good, but it's a bit unreasonable. It's hard to have a good end...In short, you must try your best to ask him to help."

He added: "Don't offend him."

Mr. Peng's heart moved when he heard this. Mr. Wang and him have been brothers for more than ten years, and every word he said naturally hit the point - he is getting older, and he doesn't want to do this kind of risky business anymore. He wants to transform into a white man. , of course it is good to be safe.

Mr. Wang also told him before that his business hurts the peace of the world. If he wants to be safe, he must distribute the ill-gotten wealth to those who need it. Maybe he can save it. He discussed it with Mr. Wang carefully. However, according to Mr. Wang's method, it would be nice to save one out of ten of his property.

He also knew that this business was immoral, but he couldn't do anything in his early years, didn't he seek wealth and wealth?

The problem is that if all the property is donated, what will happen to his children?

He has three wives, one in Huai City, one in Zhang City, and one in Beijing. Beijing is his main house wife. They have suffered together before. The latter two are young and beautiful side houses, but they all resorted to tricks. Those who have received a marriage certificate also have children.

Especially in Zhangshi who gave birth to him a son and a daughter, who looked like his mother, snow-white, beautiful and smart, and now happened to be the cutest time, he thought that when he was old, the family property would be handed over to Beijing The eldest wife's son inherits, and then distributes half of the dry shares to the younger son and daughter—of course, this is very difficult, even if he sits in his son's place, he will not do it.

It is obvious that sooner or later this is contradictory.

Mr. Peng was silent for a while, then looked at Mr. Wang: "Are you really so magical?"

"What's the benefit of me lying to you?" Mr. Wang gave him a disgusted look: "There is another way if you don't invite him."

"what?"

"You go and buy back the old house of the Gu family, and you can bring your wife and children to live in it, and you'll be fine."

Mr. Peng raised his eyebrows and punched him on the shoulder: "Fuck you, that's what I said I could buy?"

Although he is rich, he is only the first generation, so he cannot be compared with those families who own listed companies.

Buy someone's ancestral home?

dreaming too!

"Then I'll think of a way to invite him." Mr. Peng made up his mind and ordered, "Xiao Fang, you can do it."

"You know how to embarrass me." Manager Fang rolled his eyes, and walked away charmingly.