The master of metaphysics became rich after going down the mountain

He took out his mobile phone and put it to his ear like a ghost, and a cheerful voice came out from the mobile phone.

"Mr. Zhao, our Mr. Song agreed to the contract mentioned earlier. When is it convenient to finalize the details of the contract?"

Big business is coming, no matter how dazed Zhao Cheng is, he hastened to cheer up, "Anytime, it's at your convenience."

The time was quickly set over there, and the two exchanged a few pleasantries, and when the other party hung up, Zhao Cheng followed suit.

Looking at the bright red potted plants again this time, his eyes became much more eager.

He has been working on the Yuncong Group's list for several months, and there has been no progress. He thought it was a dead end, but it took less than half a day to embrace this Queen Ruyi.

It turned out to be such a simple negotiation!

God!

He took a few steps up to pick up the flower pot, this time he was not fooling around, he was more serious than hugging his son.

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On this day, the sky is clear and the sun is just right.

Zhao Cheng led a middle-aged lady into Qingshi Lane, reached the door of Le Ning's house, and made a signal gesture,

"Mr. Song, this is Master Le's house. Be careful on the steps."

As he said that, Zhao Cheng stepped forward to knock on the door, but before he knocked, the black-lacquered door creaked open.

A voice came from afar inside, "Your guest is coming, please come in."

Zhao Cheng secretly thought that the master was miraculous, and he knew that there was a distinguished guest before he even met him. People from the Yuncong Group, could they be ordinary people?

He hurriedly led Song Qiuwan in.

As soon as you enter the door, you will be greeted with a fresh scent of planed wood.

Passing through the corridor on the right, there is a small garden. There is a reclining chair by the pool in the courtyard, and a young man is sitting, watching a white cat fishing by the water.

Song Qiuwan originally had some expectations, but when she saw that he was so young, she turned her head and asked Zhao Cheng, "Is this the master you mentioned?"

Zhao Cheng complained secretly. After returning, he signed two more small orders. He thought that Queen Ruyi was really nice. After negotiating the contract that day, he chatted with Mr. Song.

If you are in a hurry, just talk and see.

It wasn't until he got there that he realized that although he believed in Master Le, as long as there was a ten-thousandth chance that Le Ning was a liar, he would be finished.

The Yuncong Group under the control of the Song family spreads all over China, including medical care, real estate, and catering.

If such a strong woman dares to deceive her, it would be Tai Sui's birthday boy who hanged himself. It really feels like his life is too long.

Seeing someone coming in, Le Ning stood up unhurriedly, glanced at Zhao Cheng, "Mr. Zhao's business has been going well recently."

"It's all the master's potted plant. As expected of Queen Ruyi, everything goes well." Zhao Cheng reversed his high-spirited attitude before, and lowered his posture.

"It's mostly Mr. Zhao's own efforts. The potted plant just solved a little bump."

After greeting Zhao Cheng, Le Ning glanced at Song Qiuwan next to him.

"Why are you here ma'am?"

Song Qiuwan looked at Le Ning kindly, as if joking, "I heard Mr. Zhao said that you are very powerful, why don't you figure out what I want? Whether it succeeds or not, the money is up to you."

This is to test him.

Does he know that Le Xiaoning is the most powerful in the mountains, afraid of being tested?

Glancing at the woman's face, Le Ning generally knew what she knew, so she spoke directly,

"I don't think you can ask for anything, ma'am."

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Zhao Cheng couldn't believe it.

How can you ask for nothing? Seeking wealth, fame, and beauty. As long as a person lives, how can he ask for nothing?

Song Qiuwan was also a little surprised, she didn't expect Le Ning to say that, didn't the general routine say that she had a bloody disaster recently, and there would be a small calamity without the bloody disaster.

Now she became interested, "How should I put it? In this world, who doesn't want anything? Who doesn't have desire?"

When Le Ning said this, he naturally had a reason for what he said. Looking at Song Qiuwan's face, he slowly explained:

"Ma'am, you have a full heaven, obviously you have a lot of power in your hands; your cheekbones are flat and your chin is round, which is a sign of good fortune and you will be able to save money in your later years; there are no major problems with your other facial features, and there have been no ups and downs recently, so I say you nothing else needed."

Zhao Cheng listened with pointed ears for a long time, wishing he could slap his thigh.

Absolutely!

With Song Qiuwan's clothes and her aura, she knew whether she was rich or noble regardless of her face.

For a boss of this level, it doesn't matter whether he makes money or not, the most important thing is not to offend others!

How rough can a rich and powerful person be, directly saying that she has nothing to ask for, it seems to be accurate, but also extraordinarily mysterious and noble.

It's absolutely amazing!

Why didn't he think of doing this!

As expected of someone who can be a master!The mind is spinning fast!

Song Qiuwan was also shown off by this move, although it was perfunctory, but it was perfunctory.

She came this time not on a whim, but because the master she had befriended with had an accident and was somehow crushed to death by an illegally built and collapsed villa.

Their family is from the magic world in the imperial capital. She doesn't practice magic, but she knows how badly it can hurt people with backstabbing.

She wouldn't use it to harm anyone, but she couldn't live without it.

I wanted to find another master to establish a good relationship, but I just found out that Zhao Cheng's luck has suddenly been exceptionally good recently. Hearing that he mentioned the master, I stopped by to have a look.

Did not expect to go empty.

But Song Qiuwan wasn't too disappointed, it's hard to find a talented master, so it's so easy to find, this master Le is cute and interesting, so just listen to auspicious words.

She took out the check, "Thank you for the deduction, master. I don't know how to calculate the money for the master's hexagram?"

"Ah, no need..." Le Ning waved his hand.

He just said a few words casually, neither smoothed the ups and downs for others, nor looked at Feng Shui, and there was nothing to get paid for.

Song Qiuwan took out all the checks, so there's no reason to take them back.

When she saw Zhao Cheng staring straight at the half-moon-shaped pool in the yard, mainly at the potted plants beside the pool, she immediately had an idea.

"Then why don't you sell those potted plants to me, and the price will still be yours."

When mentioning the bonsai, Le Ning instantly became refreshed.

He turned back to the edge of the pool.

After returning from Baolingfang, he found that the little fairy cat was right, and it was indeed better for the potted plants to grow by the pond, so after the little fairy cat, he also shot the potted plants on the ground.

In a bunch of green plants, point soldiers and generals, pick left and right.

Finally he picked out a pot of asparagus.

After returning with asparagus in his arms, Le Ning compared the auras of asparagus and Song Qiuwan.

Although Song Qiuwan took good care of herself, she was in her forties after all, and the affairs of the group were constantly changing, so it was inevitable that there were some traces of age on her brows and eyes.

After thinking about it, he carved his fingers on the wall of the basin, and used the mud on the basin to simply draw a symbol of rejuvenation.

After drawing the talisman, give it to Song Qiuwan, "Just this one."

As for pricing...

Le Ning thought that the mobile phone he bought would cost [-] yuan if it was assembled from a piece of metal. Then his potted plants overflowing with spiritual energy would also have health-care charms, so it would be okay to have a higher price, right?

"Just give 28."

……

Zhao Cheng was still a little greedy for the potted plant, but after hearing the quotation, he stared at Le Ning in shock.

28 million!

What a joke!