Three days after Zheng Zhongjian was kicked out of the magic capital.

On the third day of the twelfth month, the yellow calendar reads: Don't use the hidden dragon, benefit the West, it is advisable to sacrifice,

Praying for blessings, fasting, traveling to visit friends, avoid opening the light, marrying, making stoves, digging wells, and accepting livestock.

At Modu International Airport, on a Boeing 737, Chen Xiu and Han Lingsong and He Gang have been registered for more than ten minutes, and the plane has not yet taken off.

There were more than ten people sitting on this Ye Hongfei's private jet, the Ye family father and son, Tang Ren, Tang Yuanyuan's grandson, and after listening to the story of Tang Ren's centipede ridge, Chen Xiu did not recommend Tang Yuanyuan to come with him on this trip to Xiangxi.

However, it is clear that his persuasion has not worked.

In addition to the grandfather and grandson of the Tang family, there were also Uncle De and the two entourages brought together, one was in his fifties, named You Xiang, and Han Lingsong also knew each other, according to Han Lingsong's introduction, Chen Xiu learned that this You Xiang was also a master who could sense "qi";

The other is a young man in his thirties, named Bei Shiguang, with a scruffy beard and unkempt edges, according to Uncle De, who is said to be an internationally famous explorer who once survived in the primeval forest of the Amazon in South America for two years.

Obviously, Tang Ren invited him to come over and lead everyone into the Centipede Ridge Mountain Forest.

Compared with the three entourages of the Tang family, the Ye family, as the main family, has more personnel, in addition to the captain and a large number of flight attendants and crew members, his son Ye Zicheng only brought one entourage, the person lowered the brim of his hat, Chen Xiu could only see half of his face, he couldn't see his face clearly, but he had a familiar feeling when he looked at his body shape and pace, as if he had seen it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it;

Lao Tzu Ye Hongfei is surrounded by three masters, these people Han Lingsong knows one or two, and it is said that they are also masters of "qi".

When he was in Shacheng, when Chen Xiu saw Han Lingsong for the first time, he felt that the "qi" in the other party's body was shocking.

Gu Dexin, who met the Gu family not long ago, is the second master with "qi".

Chen Xiu originally thought that although the masters were among the people, there were only a few martial arts masters who could really feel "qi".

Han Lingsong said that Xia was too big and there were too many people, even though the current ancient martial arts had declined, there were still masters who wanted to find out more than 100 or 200 senses.

Now there are many masters of "qi" on a plane at once, which makes Chen Xiu suddenly feel that he was lucky before, fortunately, he has never met a master of this level before, or one or two will be enough to choke himself.

"It seems that I must be low-key in the future, I have the blessing of ancient jade to grow up. But masters like Uncle De and Han Lingsong, who have grown up step by step by personal will, are not fuel-efficient lamps. As the old saying goes, the rivers and lakes are dangerous, and it is true!"

Chen Xiu sat on the plane and secretly warned himself that he should not be careless when he encounters people who burn the sky in the future, and he will also feel the master of "qi" if he does not keep the burning sky.

"Why don't you fly, is there something wrong with the plane?"

Chen Xiu has been sitting on the plane for more than ten minutes, and the beautiful flight attendant is towels, blankets, and coffee have been delivered one by one, but the plane is still motionless.

Ye Hongfei glared at him and scolded with a smile: "The ancients said: driving and ferrying. Wait a minute, we're flying thousands of feet into the air, and you can't say anything nice!

Chen Xiu couldn't help but say poorly: "Uncle Shi, you also said that it was a car and a ferry, the ancients said that the sea and land were dangerous, and the things in the sky were not under the control of the ancients!"

"You kid!"

Ye Hongfei couldn't say anything about him, so he had to laugh and scold helplessly, looked at the time and said, "Wait another five minutes for the auspicious time to let the plane take off!"

"No, Uncle Shi. You're too superstitious, the plane takes off and says it's just picking the weather, you actually pick the time!"

"Superstition?"

Ye Hongfei sneered and said, "If you say I'm superstitious, I'm superstitious." However, do you know what I relied on to be able to crisscross the magic capital for decades and create this great family business!"

"Of course it's your old man's wisdom!" Chen Xiu took the opportunity to slap a big sycophant.

Ye Hongfei was obviously very interested in Chen Xiu's sycophant, and a chrysanthemum was smiling on his face, but he shook his head and said, "I like your sycophant." However, when I went to the magic capital with me, there were more people who were poorer than me, and many of them were lucky enough to lose all their underwear and return to the countryside to be a field shelang, and unlucky to be buried in the Huangpu River. ”

“...... That's your old man's courage!"

"The bold die faster!"

“...... That's your old man's knowledge!"

"My old man graduated from the fifth grade of elementary school. ”

“......”

Chen Xiu really couldn't talk anymore, no matter how he praised this old man Ye, it was not right.

"Uncle Ye, you better be honest. What is the secret of your success?"

"Two words, 'for luck'!"

"Luck?!"

Chen Xiu rolled his eyes, naturally he didn't believe it, all the Cheng G studies and celebrity autobiographies don't all say that successful people are because of their unique vision and perseverance, how did it become such a statement in Old Man Ye's mouth that "success depends on luck".

Moreover, this is especially good in seven words, not two words.

"Don't believe it. Ask Don if a large part of his success depends on luck!"

At this time, Tang Ren, who was sitting next to him, also nodded and said, "It is true that a large part of it is lucky. ”

"But...... That's not what Cheng G says!"

Tang Ren and Ye Hongfei both laughed at the same time.

"Let me ask you, who wrote Cheng G Xue, and did they succeed? Can they master the helm of a trillion-dollar group?" Tang Ren asked rhetorically.

"This ...... This ......"

This is really not, the author of Cheng G's best-selling book may be a little rich, but compared to the top rich people like Tang Ren, it is really a world of difference, compared to the rich they have never counted.

"None of them succeeded, so why should they write G Studies!" Tang Ren even laughed.

Ye Hongfei also added on the side: "The old saying that hard work can make you rich, this is true. People with intelligence and courage can also be rich, but it is only a small wealth, never a big wealth.

To be truly rich and prosperous, luck is indispensable!

Let me tell you this. In the past few decades, you think that every time I make a decision on the company, it is right, so that my assets are growing geometrically again and again, do you think that when I make a decision, I must have a bottom in my heart?

I'm telling you, I didn't.

I'm not a god, and I don't know the market.

But, I'm lucky, I just got it right!

And what is luck?

Luck can be superstition!"

Tang Ren also said on the side: "Let me tell you, real success is actually 10% sweat and 90% luck. The cattle that plough the fields are also diligent, and diligence does not mean that you will be successful!"