Text Text_Chapter 223 The beginning of the disaster

No matter what you do, the premise must be good health, after all, health is the foundation of everything!

This is a sentence that people often talk about when they are chatting, and there is nothing in the first place.

But on this occasion, especially when Pang Xuefeng said it to Mr. Qian for Shen Sheng, the meaning of this is different.

Especially Mr. Qian, although he doesn't look like he is yet forty years old, and judging from his face, he looks like a boss.

But Mr. Qian himself knows very well, don't look at his own water generation, he has a family property of nearly 100 million, he does not have to worry about eating and drinking, and he has no worries about food and clothing, but what bothers Mr. Qian the most is his congenital hypertension and anemia.

To say that it was not too obvious before the age of fifteen, but since the age of fifteen, Mr. Qian's high blood pressure has increasingly affected his life, and his congenital anemia makes him a big man who is always dazzled, and he is not less laughed at by others.

You can't smoke, you can't drink alcohol, you can't eat greasy food, you can't stay up late, you can't get too emotional, you can't do too intense exercise, etc., etc.

So don't look at Mr. Qian's bright appearance, in fact, he always carries blood pressure medication and sugar cubes with him in case of emergency.

So much so that at a college reunion a few years ago, several old buddies in the same dormitory were happy to drink a little more, and one of them accidentally came to his mouth for a while.

"I said buddy, you can't do this, you have to be cured. Otherwise, you say that you are still a god at such a young age!

"Dude knows that you have money now, you can afford to buy China, but can you smoke it? You have boxes of Moutai at home, do you dare to drink it? Even if I pay you now to find you a beautiful girl who has not yet budded, do you dare to go up?"

"And your old problem of dizziness at every turn, hey, I didn't say you, why do I always feel that you are not as good as the girls who have to bleed once a month!"

This sentence directly hit Mr. Qian's sore spot, so much so that before the party was over, Mr. Qian, whose face was extremely ugly, found an excuse to leave early.

Treatment, doesn't he want to treat?

With his net worth, he can go to any country, and he can afford to buy even more expensive medicines.

But the problem is that after so many years of experience in seeking medical treatment, in addition to temporary relief, there is no good way to completely eradicate his congenital stubborn disease.

So Mr. Qian, who was extremely concerned about his health, immediately changed his face after hearing Pang Xuefeng's words, "What do you mean?"

Pang Xuefeng spread his hands and said, "It's not interesting, I just want to say, if you want to go to a crash course, of course there is no problem, but I advise you to cure your high blood pressure and anemia first." ”

As soon as Pang Xuefeng said this, not only Mr. Qian was stunned, but even Mr. Zhao and Feng Jianjun were stunned.

Qu Dongfang is not familiar with this Qian Zong, but Feng Jianjun and Zhao Zonghe have not known Qian for a day or two.

They all know this little bit of Mr. Qian's problem, because it is no secret in their small card circle.

Every time you play mahjong, if you lose money, you will lose about 10,000 at most, and then you won't continue to play, not because you can't afford to lose, but because you are afraid of being anxious and angry, which will cause high blood pressure.

Although they usually like to play mahjong, unlike Feng Jianjun and Mr. Zhao, Mr. Qian spends almost more than 80% of his free time on the mahjong table, because this does not require strenuous exercise and will not be dizzy due to anemia.

So after hearing Pang Xuefeng's words, the eyes of the three people looking at Pang Xuefeng suddenly changed.

How did he know?

Don't...... Or was it really calculated by him?

Mr. Qian and Qu Dongfang have only had a few friendships, so they first looked at Mr. Zhao, feeling impossible, and then turned their heads to look at Feng Jianjun suspiciously.

After seeing Mr. Qian's vision, how could Feng Jianjun not know what this meant.

This is obviously asking, did you tell him that I have high blood pressure and anemia?

Feng Jianjun didn't say anything, just shook his head with a wry smile at Mr. Qian, and then glanced at Pang Xuefeng inadvertently, it turned out that he wanted to talk to Dongfang afterwards, I was looking for a gentleman who understands feng shui to show me the shop, but what do you mean by finding me a hairy boy?

But now it seems that this young Mr. Pang really seems to have two hits!

Not only does he understand Feng Shui, but he can also give people a look.

At this time, Qu Dongfang also understood, and his face, which was not good-looking just now, immediately showed a victor's smile, but he didn't bother with Mr. Qian, but said directly to Feng Jianjun, "I said Jianjun, Mr. Pang's time is very precious, let's quickly lead the way and let Mr. Pang show you the new faΓ§ade!"

After speaking, he glanced at Mr. Qian, who was standing in place, with mockery.

"That's that, you see I forgot about this stubble when I spoke, Mr. Pang here, please." As he spoke, Feng Jianjun glanced at Mr. Qian slightly, and then hurriedly led the way and walked towards a building next to the Old Friendship Shopping Mall.

It's just that after seeing Pang Xuefeng's small hand just now, Feng Jianjun's attitude was obviously much more solemn.

Because it is next to the old friendship shopping mall, it didn't take a few steps to get there.

It is a small three-story building with a rectangular foundation, at the southeast corner of the intersection of Zhengyi Road and Changsongqing Road.

On the side of Zhengyi Road, it is close to the Old Friendship Shopping Mall, and on the side of Changsongqing Road, there is a two-story Industrial and Commercial Bank of China Changsongqing Road Branch, and the flow of people on both roads is very considerable.

From the outside, the building looks a little old, and the signboard of the former store is still there, it is a calligraphy and painting school called Boya, and there are still half-torn rent advertisements on the door.

Feng Jianjun also gave the landlord a deposit of 1,000 yuan before asking the landlord to keep the house for a day, just to invite Pang Xuefeng to take a look today.

But this is not a problem, when the time comes, the signboard is changed, the inside and outside are renovated, and the house is immediately renewed, even if the house is really seen to have a problem, a thousand yuan for him, it is just a loss of a game of mahjong.

Pang Xuefeng said in his heart that it was no wonder that Feng Jianjun took a fancy to this place, if it was only from the geographical location, even he, a layman, could see that this place was indeed very suitable for opening a store and doing business.

"Mr. Pang, look, this is it. Standing in front of the building, Feng Jianjun said to Pang Xuefeng, "I won't tell you, whether it is the location or the rent, I am very satisfied, but I always have a feeling of hair in my heart, and I can't say it clearly, anyway, my heart is not very steady, so I invite you to take a look." ”

"yes, I see. Pang Xuefeng said.

But at this time, I originally wanted to squeeze Pang Xuefeng just now, but in the end, Pang Xuefeng told me that he had a hidden illness, but he seemed to have suddenly found an opportunity to attack Pang Xuefeng, "Yo, Mr. Pang, you can not only read fortune telling, but also know how to read feng shui?

However, Pang Xuefeng didn't pay attention to him at all, but after standing still, he carefully observed the three-story building.

Speaking of which, this is really the first time that Pang Xuefeng is not looking at people, but looking at things, and even Pang Xuefeng himself is a little excited in his heart.

However, at this glance, Pang Xuefeng's brows couldn't help but tighten slightly, only to see that the periphery of the entire three-story building was shrouded in a thin layer of dark green mist.

Although it was the first time to see things, Pang Xuefeng quickly recalled what Liumu Sanren had said to himself, and this dark green color represented the calamity.

Although this dark green calamity qi looked a little thin at this time, Pang Xuefeng could still see it with the third level of cultivation of his Eye Heavenly Technique, and this dark green calamity qi was gradually becoming thicker and thicker.

If you deduce the degree of dilution of the calamity at this moment, it will be thick enough to break out by the morning after tomorrow at most.

So after reading it, Pang Xuefeng turned his head to look at Feng Jianjun beside him and said, "Mr. Feng, your hunch is indeed right, there is indeed a problem with this house." ”

Originally, Feng Jianjun just wanted to find a gentleman to take a look and calm his heart by the way, but what he didn't expect was that he really saw the problem.

"Pang Xuefeng, tell me quickly, what is the problem. Feng Jianjun asked eagerly.

The reason why Feng Jianjun was so anxious was first of all because of his curiosity about the problem itself, and then because he didn't want to suffer any unnecessary losses because of this, businessman!

"Within three days, to be precise, it should be by noon the day after tomorrow, there will definitely be an accident here, and this three-story building will be directly implicated. Pang Xuefeng said.

"What you say is true?" Feng Jianjun asked.

But immediately, Feng Jianjun realized that his question seemed very inappropriate for a feng shui gentleman.

Although he didn't fully believe Pang Xuefeng's words, when he thought of what Qu Dongfang had told him, Pang Xuefeng actually calculated that there were spies sent by his peers in his shop, so he hurriedly changed his words, "No, no, I mean, then I'll give up here?"

The geographical location here is extremely superior, and Feng Jianjun is really a little reluctant.

Pang Xuefeng looked at Feng Jianjun and said, "I've read everything that should be seen, and I have told you what I should say, as for the decision, it is still you who make the decision." ”

When Feng Jianjun heard this, he immediately frowned and fell into intense thought.

However, Qian Mou, who was put aside by Pang Xuefeng just now, still doesn't seem to give up.

But it is estimated that he learned the lesson just now, this time Mr. Qian did not say anything to Pang Xuefeng, but said to Feng Jianjun, "Old Feng, I heard that you have been deceived before, and we have known each other for several years, so I will send you a word, and keep an eye on everything." ”

After speaking, Mr. Qian looked at Pang Xuefeng with concern.