"Humph!"

"Sure enough!"

"These old thieves. I still can't hold it back. ”

The old man in red is a native of Hong Kong Island and his surname is Yu. It's called Yu Zhihua.

Since Elizabethan times, he has been a spokesman for the diocese of Hong Kong Island. He has been a Bishop of the Peace for 30 years.

As the bishop of Hong Kong Island, Yu Zhihua has a very strong foundation on Hong Kong Island, and he has been praised and respected from the top to the grassroots.

If Jin Feng was still interested in chatting with such a regional-level boss two months ago, then now, Jin Feng categorically ignores this kind of unpopular millet scum character.

Still, seeing each other is a must. After all, Yu Zhihua was introduced by Mrs. Wang.

In front of Mrs. Wang, Jin Feng came down from the upstairs after Yu Zhihua's class was dry.

After drying Yu Zhihua for forty minutes and talking to him for less than ten minutes, Jin Feng found a reason for Yu Zhihua to get out.

A regional-level bishop came to talk to him about things, and Jin Feng's compulsion had not yet dropped to such a low level.

Before leaving, Jin Feng said a word, which made Yu Zhihua reminisce for a long time.

"What is the most important thing for a person?

After Yu Zhihua left, Jin Feng also began to take care of his own affairs.

The planning drawings for the reclamation of Hong Kong Island have been approved by the relevant departments of the city. It's ready to go.

Zhang Silong's feng shui array has taken shape, and after the on-site visit, Jin Feng gave an order, and the construction of the reclamation land kicked off.

This kind of large-scale project is still handed over to the state-owned unit to be responsible, not only the quality is passed, but also the speed can be guaranteed.

After seeing the CG renderings of the museum, many people on Hong Kong Island found it incredible.

In a feng shui treasure like Hulukou, Jin Feng's museum was actually made in the shape of a square sail of a big ship in ancient China.

This is seriously not in line with Feng Shui.

Whether it is the sand water star position or the dragon and tiger to the mountain, it is completely contrary to the feng shui direction of the treasure gourd.

Jin Feng is trying to force himself to death?

The feng shui battle between Jin Feng and Christie's before the first shooting of the Imperial Capital Mountain made the Sandao area and even the entire Minyue land tremble, and the remaining waves are surging so far.

It's only been a few days, but the shape of the Jinfeng Museum is beyond everyone's expectations. Let everyone fall through the glasses.

Secretly, many people were ridiculing Jin Feng, and even many people made a decision. Once Jin Feng's museum opens, it will have to close within three years.

Jin Feng heard all this in his ears, but he smiled.

Ye Zixu also took the initiative to come to the door to recommend the best local master in the city to Jin Feng, and wanted to help Jin Feng, but Jin Feng politely refused.

This made Ye Zixu even more incomprehensible.

In the feng shui war, Jin Feng's methods are ferocious, and all kinds of methods are unheard of and unseen, destroying the withering and decaying, and the world is shocked, how can he become a feng shui idiot in the blink of an eye?

Could it be that in that feng shui battle, Jin Feng invited a master, and now the master is gone?

The disturbance time has been moved to the end of July.

During this period, Jin Feng flew to Tiandu City once, met with the old god of war, and the two of them went to a place to meet a person.

After arriving at that place, the bigwigs of Zhao Qingzhou and Nie Jian's Third Courtyard had been waiting for Jin Feng outside for a long time.

These people...... All are in the second echelon.

The people in the first echelon are Wang Jun, Bai Yanjun, Nie Changfeng and Lu Liwen Lu Lao.

In the midst of many strange and complicated eyes, Jin Feng entered the room alone.

"Is it true that the Independence Declaration?"

Bai Yanjun and Nie Changfeng at the door also heard this sentence and disappeared.

After a long time, Jin Feng walked out of the room, and the eyes of the people around him looked at Jin Feng quite wrong.

Look at the two cigarettes under Jin Feng's squeaky nest, and then look at Jin Feng carrying two boxes of tea in his right hand, and the eyes of a group of people who are so awesome that they are about to explode are green.

Many people wanted to rush forward to ask Jin Feng to find out, but Jin Feng pushed Lu Lao and the old god of war away.

Gently come and go gently, without waving his sleeves, he only brought two cigarettes and two boxes of tea.

Countless people looked at Jin Feng's distant back in a daze, and Bai Yanjun and Wang Jun raised their left hands and looked at their watches. The heart set off a huge wave, and the scalp was numb.

"Twenty-seven minutes!"

"Twenty-seven minutes!"

"God's Eye Gold - it's crazy with jealousy!"

The next morning, Jin Feng went to the Prince's Mansion, which was once Xia Ding's former residence and has now been converted into the Shenzhou Historical and Ancient Buildings Protection and Development Center, to meet with Song Qingyou, and spent 1.2 billion Daolang to buy back the seven heavy treasures sold by Xia Yuzhou.

Yes. At the beginning, Xia Yuzhou sold the things that his father left for him. Now Jin Feng spent another 400 million to buy it back.

Money, Jin Feng doesn't care. What Jin Feng cares about is that love.

Besides, the money ...... It should be used as a rebate to the alloy big iron head.

After all, the dead white skin spent more than 10 billion to buy tickets for his first auction.

That's only four points of rebates, which is really cheap.

It doesn't matter how expensive it is, Jin Feng asked to sign a confidentiality agreement, and Song Qingyou agreed without hesitation.

After buying back the seven treasures, Jin Feng held Xia Ding's thunder bamboo cane in his hand, wiped it with the softest alpaca towel centimeter by centimeter, and began to talk to Song Qingyou about the price of the next item.

As Jin Feng expected, Song Qingyou gave a positive answer.

After the discussion of many shareholders, a unanimous result was given, that is, Xia Ding's prince's mansion refused to sell.

There is no room for negotiation.

After listening to Song Qingyou's words, Jin Feng wiped Xia Ding's thunder bamboo cane clean, and finally got up and said coldly: "Tell your master." From today onwards, I'm going to do your company. ”

"The specific method is a thousand degrees by yourself. ”

He Jie Li Fenqiang carried his bag to open the way, and after the ancestral hall of Deng Erqi, a group of killing gods surrounded Jin Feng and walked out of the prince's mansion.

When Jin Feng's car just turned a corner, another group of people began to appear.

"General Administration of Cultural Protection. Routine checks!"

"The fire service is not qualified. This is the rectification notice, signed. ”

"The monitoring is not qualified. Dismantle it immediately. Notice of rectification, signed. ”

"The line is not up to standard! The air conditioner is dismantled. The line was dismantled. The heating was also dismantled. ”

"What? You're hot, can't stand it?"

"That's your business? I'm exactly like you in my office in the Forbidden City. I can stand it, but you can't stand it?"

"Don't give me a quadrangle? This is the Prince's Mansion. This is the best-preserved prince's palace in our country?"

"It's not comparable to your courtyard. ”

"What?"

"General Consultant Xia didn't tell you this before selling the house?"

"Huh...... Excuse me. We follow the relevant provisions of our country's cultural protection law. If you have any doubts, please file an administrative reconsideration with the department at the next higher level within 15 working days after the rectification notice is issued. ”

"Well, this is a rectification notice, sign it. ”

"The pruning of branches of ancient and valuable trees is reported to us first, and only after approval can it be carried out. Violators will be given one warning and fined twice. ”

"The ancient buildings of the Prince's Mansion, every brick, tile, beam and pillar are immovable cultural relics, and it is strictly forbidden to touch them and to damage them in any form. One warning, two fines, and the third one, disqualification of your research center. ”

"If the circumstances are serious and the law is violated, the relevant units will come forward to hold them accountable. ”

"All things in the ancient buildings of the Prince's Mansion are not allowed anywhere without permission. To modify maintenance, you must escalate for approval before you can proceed. ”

"If there is a violation, they will be held accountable. ”

"Everything is carried out in accordance with the relevant provisions of the Cultural Protection Law. We will conduct random inspections of your research centers from time to time. ”

"One non-conformity warning, two non-conformity fines, and three direct cancellation of your research center's license. ”

"Sign it. ”

From the day after Jin Feng left, the Prince's Mansion became the target of all units in Tiandu City.

The little brothers of the fire department are gone, the uncle of the police is gone, the big brothers of industry and commerce are coming, and the big brothers of industry and commerce are coming again.

The cultural protection unit left the garden office and came again, the front foot of the garden office walked, and the aunts of the Chaoyang District Street Office came in on the back foot.

Within a day, the least four groups of people from the Prince's Mansion will come, from the most senior fire brigade to the district-level detachment, from the top-level Cultural Protection Bureau to the sub-district office, and various units will take turns to come to the Prince's Mansion every day to find faults. I want to talk about "Picking Up Leaks" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~