"Nonsense, I said your brother is mentally ill, are you happy?" said Mrs. Pang. Mr. Pang explained that those who see psychiatry are not necessarily mentally ill, and the two of them are about to choke again, so Luo Li hurriedly persuaded them. I said okay, can I go to your brother's house to have a look, I also undertake business such as exorcism here, maybe I can help.

Mrs. Pang nodded again and again, but Mr. Pang waved her hand and said no, where are so many ghosts? Is there such a mess in China, it is all a ghost in the heart. Mrs. Pang ignored him and copied down her brother's name, address and phone number on the business card, hoping that I would take the time to go and have a look. Mr. Pang over there also told me to get the offerings for fortune and career in his office first, and then talk about the rest.

Luo Li said: "You two rest assured, nothing can be delayed, I will call the Thai supplier Boss Gao now, and help Mr. Pang see the fortune offerings first." "I also said to Mrs. Pang that I would call your brother in a moment and make an appointment with him, and both of them nodded with satisfaction.

Looking at Luo Li calling Kaohsiung to chat, I thought to myself that the business of the Buddhist brand shop will depend on her in the future, this is really a good assistant, but unfortunately I can't bring it to Thailand, and I don't seem to need it. Not long after, Kaohsiung sent me a text message, and there were two pictures, which were rectangular red pieces of paper, with many zigzag symbols painted in black, and separated by lines at various angles. The accompanying text is: "Cambodia's ancient secret method of lifting luck, the female Azan is blessed in a limited amount, 15,000 baht." ”

I hesitated, how can I show this thing to customers? It's a Chinese ghost painting, 3,000 yuan a piece, and stick it on the wall? Looking at Mr. Pang who was sitting opposite, I thought to myself that the things sent by Kaohsiung would not be bad, so I had to save the pictures, show them the screen of my mobile phone, and quote 5,000 yuan each. The two looked at it for a long time, and Mrs. Pang asked, "Just such a piece of red paper, is it expensive to sell it for 5,000?"

"I haven't asked the exact origin, but it's definitely worth the money," I explained, "don't underestimate this red paper, the method in Southeast Asia is very powerful, and if you can raise your career and attract wealth, it will definitely have this effect." Mr. Pang asked if he could talk about it carefully, and I said that the Thai side had not sent the information yet, and I would send it to the two of you immediately when the time came.

Mr. Pang smiled and said, "Is there any information that you don't know about such a big Buddhist card consultant?" I said that of course, there are many countries in Southeast Asia, and each country has a secret method, and some of them are hidden in the mountains or villages, which have been passed down from generation to generation. If it weren't for the introduction, no dealer would dare to say that they all knew. The two of them nodded, got up and prepared to leave, so that I could be notified as soon as I had news.

After the two of them walked away, I hurriedly called Kaohsiung and asked what the origin of this red paper was. Kaohsiung yawned: "It uses the ancient Cambodian method, similar to the Khmer method, and it seems to be mixed with Brahmin magic...... It can attract wealth and luck, and it is more suitable for businessmen to use. This method can only be mastered by female practitioners, not men, and the female Azan has to tell the next generation of female practitioners where and what characteristics they have before she dies, so that people can find her. ”

"So amazing?" I exclaimed, "Isn't that similar to a living Buddha in Tibet?" Kaohsiung said yes, and I asked what if this female Azan died unexpectedly and didn't have time to say anything. Kaohsiung said, "Then the spell will be lost." I thought to myself that it was really strict, so I hurriedly sorted out the relevant information and sent it to Mr. Pang's mobile phone through a notebook with a flying letter.

Then, I took out the business card of Mr. Pang, which had the information of her brother written by Mrs. Pang, whose name was Geng Qiang. I called him, and after answering the situation, Geng Qiang heard that his sister and his family had just left from my Buddhist brand shop, and hurriedly said: "Dude, do you remember what you told you in my car that day?

I thought to myself, maybe there are business opportunities in this buddy, I took the map of Beijing next to me, and saw that it was not easy to get from Sanlitun to Guanzhuang, and it took more than half an hour to transfer from bus to subway, but fortunately it was not the rush hour, so I said that I would go over now. Geng Qiang was very happy and urged me to leave quickly, and he bought a few dishes to drink with me. First bus and then subway to Zhuang, and then take a black three-wheel to Geng Qiang's residential community, called Guanzhuang Beili, looks newer than the Baijiazhuang Xili of the Buddha shop, after all, outside the Fifth Ring Road, the construction time must be much later than the Sanlitun outside the Second Ring Road.

When we arrived at Geng Qiang's house, he was indeed the brother of the one who sent us back to the Buddhist card shop from Houhai that night. When I entered the house, I saw four plates on the coffee table in the living room, which were sliced sauce elbow flowers, fried peanuts, pork skin jelly and cold tofu shreds, as well as more than half a bottle of Niulanshan. When he welcomed me into the house, I saw that he didn't look very good, and his eyes were a little dark, so I asked him if he stayed up late to play mahjong last night, or what was the situation.

"Still staying up late to play mahjong, how can you have that leisure!" Geng Qiang took out two glasses and poured them full of wine, "I don't dare to sleep every night, I'm scared when I turn off the lights, I can't sleep when I turn on the lights, but I want my life!"

I asked, "I heard your sister Mrs. Pang say that you went to the Beijing-Tianjin-Tang Expressway later, and you hit something?" Geng Qiang said that he was not sure about it now, as if it was. I laughed, there is, there is, there is nothing, how can it still be like.

Geng Qiang clinked glasses with me: "Maybe it's an illusion, anyway, it scared me enough, I want to quit my job and not open the rental, I'm so scared." "I said it's a big deal that I won't take that highway again, and I won't even drive a car. Geng Qiang shook his head and said that he often walks by the river, and it is inevitable that he will not get his shoes wet, last time I thought that I would never walk that road again, but who would have thought that when I came back from Langfang, I would meet passengers who live in Dongfang University, and I was in a hurry, you said it was not a coincidence.

"So, I'm going to just stop renting it out and find a unit to open it honestly!" Geng Qiang said frustratedly. I said that it's all about driving anyway, you don't need this expression, Geng Qiang told me that the highest income in the profession related to driving is to drive a taxi, followed by running long-distance goods, but it is much harder than a taxi, and driving for the unit earns the least, because the work is relatively easy.

I nodded: "Yes, if you want to earn more, you have to work hard." ”

Geng Qiang said: "Isn't it, I'm also old and young, I just want to make more money, but God won't let me, Ya is really enough for grandchildren, alas!" After speaking, he raised his head and drained half of the wine in the cup, and urged me to drink it too. I didn't dare to learn from him for this amount of alcohol, and I could only drink two sips at a time. While eating and drinking, Geng Qiang told me what happened to him that day.