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Zhao Tong left the store.

Qin Feng sat in the inner room and continued to drink tea.

But at the moment, there is no salted fish lying down.

Instead, sit solemnly.

He was pondering a question.

Or rather, a phenomenon that has been discovered for a while.

The Feng Shui world is coming alive.

That's right, Qin Feng could clearly feel that the flow of people in the entire feng shui world was surging, and all kinds of sects, sects, and families began to move.

This must be abnormal.

There is nothing big in the world of Feng Shui.

But there is such a situation, and the feng shui world, which has been calm for decades, suddenly becomes lively.

That's a little wrong.

Qin Feng is not the kind of person who is very sensitive, but he is not so much that he can't feel this change.

In the past few months alone, I have met a lot of feng shui masters.

Thinking about the cultivation of more than ten years before, I haven't encountered many of them.

Compare it, and you can compare it.

It's just that after thinking about it for a long time, Qin Feng didn't think of any suitable answer.

On the contrary, the conclusion drawn is still good.

If the feng shui world is active, then there will inevitably be many sect families, and in this way, it is also a favorable situation for the recovery of Tianjimen.

It's not just about announcing that it's much easier in the feng shui world.

It's more about the reaction in the temple.

Now this society is not ancient.

The strength of the temple is unprecedented, and things like the happy rivers and lakes in ancient times can be said to be completely two eras.

Converged his thoughts.

Qin Feng called Zhao Yandong.

Two things.

One is the landmark building design drawing, and it was agreed that Qin Feng would make a plan for the next day.

The second is to buy a car.

After all, it is inconvenient to have no car.

Qin Feng thought about it, he still bought a car and got his driver's license by the way.

Moreover, the plan to buy a car has been mentioned for a long time.

Zhao Yandong directly accepted all of this on the phone.

Driving this thing, of course Qin Feng will not go directly to the test.

Instead, I hired a special coach to teach alone.

Once you learn it, you can get your driver's license directly.

Of course, in reality, it is difficult for ordinary people to do such things.

But for the rich, it's much simpler.

Of course, at the same time, he also asked Zhao Yandong to hire a driver for himself, Qin Feng didn't have much interest in driving, after buying a car, most of them would be drivers.

Indoors, Qin Feng took out a classic book from the bookshelf and looked at it leisurely.

Eat casually at noon, and prepare salted fish for a while in the afternoon.

However, not long after lying down, the phone rang.

Picking up the phone, Qin Feng was slightly stunned.

The phone number is unfamiliar.

Qin Feng thought about it and connected the phone.

"Hey, is it Qin Feng?" a delicate voice came from the other end of the phone.

Woman?

"Yes, you are?" Qin Feng replied.

"I'm Zhao Yuanyuan! Don't you remember where I went? Zhao Yuanyuan said jokingly.

She was Qin Feng's class president in high school.

High school is divided into arts and sciences.

And this Zhao Yuanyuan has been in the same class with Qin Feng for three years in high school.

When he was a sophomore in high school, Qin Feng studied science in order to keep the picture simple and didn't want to memorize by rote.

"It's the squad leader, it's so rare to call me, is there anything wrong?" Qin Feng said with a smile.

"That's right, the high school homeroom teacher is sick, and the classmates decided to go to the hospital to see her, let me ask if you want to go? ”

Zhao Yuanyuan asked.

She knew that Qin Feng had never been very gregarious, and for things like this, for the activists in the class, she only needed to notify them, but Qin Feng still had to ask.

"Teacher Mo is sick, what is it?" Qin Feng was stunned, and he was suspicious.

The head teacher of the high school is called Teacher Mo, he is not too old, he should only be forty-six or seventeen years old this year, and he is in good health, this suddenly said that he was sick, Qin Feng was a little surprised.

"Well, it's Mr. Mo, it is said that I can't check it out, and I don't know what the disease is, I heard that it hasn't been many days. That's why everyone decided to check it out. Zhao Yuanyuan said.

After all, it's been so long since I was in high school, four or five years.

It's just an ordinary illness, where would so many students go to see the teacher.

"I'll go to see Teacher Mo, and forget about the class reunion. Qin Feng thought for a moment and spoke.

He knows the situation at Mr. Mo's house, and it is not particularly good.

The purpose of this gathering, in fact, Qin Feng also guessed it, it is estimated that the students will make some money together, borrow the name of the teacher, and help Teacher Mo financially.

After all, the teacher-student relationship.

People are like this, when they are studying, they are students, and they hate teachers very much.

After graduating, I miss the time when I was a student very much, and I see that feeling very important, or I miss it very much.

"Okay, I know it's useless to persuade you, so I'll help you register first, and I'll call you back. Zhao Yuanyuan didn't persuade Qin Feng too much, she was one of the people who knew Qin Feng better when she was in high school.

Knowing Qin Feng's character, he didn't say much, and hung up the phone after a few casual chatters.

After hanging up the phone, Qin Feng didn't think much about it, and continued to rest.

And at this time, in an office in a skyscraper in Beijing, a middle-aged man who had nothing to do with Qin Feng was looking at a stack of files in his hand at the moment.

"Qin Feng, late stage of Dingqi?" The middle-aged man in the tunic frowned slightly, put the file in his hand on the desk, and muttered quietly.

"Yes, the news I heard is that he is a disciple of the old man of Tianji Gate. A middle-aged man who was a little younger next to him heard this muttering and opened his mouth to admit it.

"I didn't expect that the old man Tianji actually had a personal disciple in Huaxia, I don't know what kind of reaction those old immortals would have if they knew?" The middle-aged man put away the file and put it in a drawer.

"It shouldn't be possible to take action in person, after all, the identity is there, and it is impossible to bully a junior, but those juniors who are old and immortal can't be sure. There were too many people offended by the old man of Tianji back then, and there were always a few unwilling ones, although there was no news of the old man of Tianji for nearly ten years, but this does not mean that those people can let go of their hatred. ”

The younger middle-aged man straightened his suit and spoke.

"Also, peer competition, the old man Tianji has nothing to say even if he is present. The man in the tunic leaned back in his leather chair and continued, "Get the word out and I'll see who guys will come forward." ”

"Well, senior brother, I'll do it right away. The man in the suit agreed, and then walked out of the office.

A moment later.

The middle-aged man in the tunic muttered to himself at this time, "The heavenly machine is out, the immortal life is present, the Nine Immortal Gate, the Jiuding Town...... What kind of bureau did you set up back then, old man?"

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