Han Jin endured the pain and changed his clothes, and the feeling of egg pain made him sigh every time he made a move. ，

Seeing that Han Jin was so wolf, He Qiong not only did not feel the slightest guilt, but felt a sense of revenge.

"Humph! Who made you lighter than me! ”

She snorted coldly in her heart.

"You change here slowly, I'll go first."

He Qiong said coldly.

"Remember, you are not to tell anyone about this. Otherwise, I'll be the first to kill you. ”

Han Jin looked at her speechlessly, he wouldn't tell anyone else about this kind of mess.

After He Qiong left, Han Jin rested in the house for a long time before he couldn't hold back the pain and walked out.

The cocktail party of the He Mansion was held in the garden of the He family.

It was a completely Western-style cocktail party, with a variety of cold food on the white table, as well as a variety of prepared wines.

Eat and use as you go, very free.

There were already a lot of guests present, chatting and laughing.

Coupled with the beautiful music and the fragrant fragrance of flowers, it suddenly makes people feel romantic and amorous.

Han Jin's appearance did not attract too many people's attention.

At most, a few hungry noblewomen saw his handsome face and cast their eyes on him.

Few other men looked at him differently.

This is a cocktail party hosted by Ho Hung Sun, and the guests who came are all celebrities from Hong Kong and Macao.

As a result, this party has become a veritable vanity fair.

And Han Jin is a newcomer in this vanity fair, and he has almost no connections, so he is naturally not very conspicuous.

Han Jin was not disappointed in the slightest, he was not very interested in this kind of upper-class communication itself.

If he was given a choice, he would prefer to go to a roadside stall with Liu Qingyun, Wu Qiwei, Wu Junru, Zeng Huaqian and other old classmates.

Grab a few side dishes and a few fresh draft beers for a drink on this hot and humid summer night. It couldn't be more comfortable.

Just as he walked over, intending to have a cold drink to calm down and relieve the pain.

He Hongshen greeted him with a smile.

"Han Sheng, you're late."

He said with a smile.

Everyone present saw that He Hongshen was so polite to a young man, and they couldn't help but look at him suspiciously.

are all speculating about what kind of powerful person Han Jin is.

These rich people usually don't listen to songs. I don't have much interest in movies and the entertainment industry.

Although Han Jin is very famous, they still don't know each other.

"Yes, something is wrong."

Han Jin smiled.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Ho."

"It's okay, it's good to come." He Hongshen nodded, "I'll introduce you to a few friends." ”

Saying that, he took the initiative to introduce Han Jin to the guests present today.

Han Jin couldn't help but be a little puzzled.

It stands to reason that only close relatives and elders, or friends with whom they have a very good relationship, will take the initiative to introduce friends to them and expand their contacts.

But he didn't know Ho Hongshen. The two have no friendship, Han Jin really doesn't know why he is so good to himself.

After getting to know several wealthy people in the city, He Hongshen led Han Jin into the garden pavilion.

There sat a middle-aged man dressed strangely.

All the men present were wearing suits and ties, and the old man was wearing a robe.

It's like a character in a movie, which makes Han Jin feel a little strange.

At this moment, the old man also looked up at Han Jin.

His eyes were as bright as two diamonds.

Han Jin couldn't help but be stunned, and suddenly felt as if he was standing naked in front of him.

It made him feel very uncomfortable in his heart.

"Han Sheng. Let me introduce you, this is Mr. Feng. He Hongshen introduced with a smile. Mr. Feng, this is Hong Kong star Han Jin. ”

"Han Sheng, hello!" That Mr. Feng smiled and stretched out his hand, but he didn't smile at it, which made Han Jin feel cold all over his body.

"Hello, Mr. Feng." Han Jin didn't want to be too rude. Barely holding back the unhappiness in his heart, he stretched out his hand.

That Mr. Feng held Han Jin's hand, but he didn't let go immediately, but turned it over and over to look at it twice, and then his two eyes stared at Han Jin's face again. It's as if there is a bad intention.

Han Jin couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, thinking to himself, could it be that this Mr. Feng is an old glass?!

"I'm rubbing! It's disgusting! ”

Han Jin immediately had goosebumps all over his body, and he really wanted to leave immediately.

Just when he couldn't bear it anymore, that Mr. Feng let go of Han Jin's hand.

"I'm sorry, Han Sheng." Mr. Feng smiled and said, "I am a fortune teller for people, Mr. Han has a handsome face and strange bones, which is really very rare." ”

"Oh, I see." Han Jin suddenly realized. This explanation makes a lot more sense, no wonder he keeps staring at himself.

"Brother Feng, Han Sheng is my honored guest tonight, so don't always pester him to show off your knowledge." He Hongshen said with a smile.

Han Jin also smiled, he didn't believe in face-to-face fortune-telling, but he also knew that there were many things in this world that couldn't be explained by science.

For example, why did he go back to thirty years ago after he died?!

This cannot be explained by Einstein's theory of relativity, and can only be attributed to the supernatural and the like.

But Han Jin didn't want to delve into this matter, it was easy to live again, he didn't want to waste useless energy on that kind of thing.

Living in the present is his greatest realization after being reborn! Everything else is nothing!

"Han Sheng, let's go over there, don't disturb Brother Feng." He Hongshen said with a smile again.

Han Jin nodded and returned to Pai Duì.

Then He Hongshen made an excuse, left Han Jin, and returned to the pavilion alone.

"How?!" He asked Mr. Feng with some eagerness.

"Incredible!" Mr. Feng said with an unpredictable expression, "Looking at his face, it is clear that he died early, and he should die suddenly before the age of eighteen." ”

"But there was another horizontal stripe in his palm prints, which injected a breath of life into him."

"Long Zhun has a knack, from the appearance of early death to the appearance of the Ninety-Five Supreme, which is unspeakably expensive."

That Mr. Feng explained to him Hongshen.

"Ninety-five supreme appearance?! How is it better than my green dragon's fate? He Hongshen asked curiously.

"The fate of the green dragon is certainly the fate of the rich and noble, the fate of the overlord of one party. Ranked tenth among the thirty-six faces. ”

"But the Ninety-Five Supreme Appearance is the life phase of extreme wealth and domination of the world, ranking first among the thirty-six faces."

"I've seen looks all my life, and today is the first time I've seen it, and it's in vain. It's not worth this life. ”

Seeing that he admired Han Jin so much, He Hongshen couldn't help but feel a little surprised, "Mr. Feng, can you see clearly, there is no difference?" ”

When Mr. Feng heard He Hongshen say this, he couldn't help but glare, "If He Sheng doesn't believe in the vision of the next, he can resign from the worship position and retire to the field." ”

"It's not. No, Mr. Feng, don't get me wrong, I just want to confirm. Seeing that he was angry, He Hongshen hurriedly explained with a smile.

This Mr. Feng is a high-paying worshipper hired by his He family, and he is also a very powerful feng shui physiognomy.

The decoration of the Hotel Lisboa was designed by him and is known as a masterpiece of Feng Shui.

There have always been many feng shui masters, and the Nanyang head descender wanted to break the feng shui of the Lisboa Hotel, so that his He Hongshen's business plummeted. But they were all repelled by Mr. Feng.

Ye Han galloped in the gambling world back then, if it wasn't for Mr. Feng to help him borrow his life. He wouldn't make such a big deal out of the side business.

It can be said that without Mr. Feng, there would be no Hongshen today's scenery, so he naturally did not dare to let him unload his armor and return to the field.

"Mr. Feng, in that case, can we borrow his fate?" Ho asked.

As soon as he thought of the words "Ninety-Five Supreme", he couldn't help but feel a little itchy.

Isn't this the "emperor's order" of ancient legends?!

Although he was also known as the "Emperor of the Soil" by the people of Macau. Sounds pretty imposing, too. But after all, the word "soil" was added to the front. Let his prestige be limited to Macao, a small place, even if he goes to Hong Kong, it is useless for him, the "emperor of the soil".

If you can successfully transfer your life this time and become the real "Ninety-Five Supreme" fate, wouldn't it mean that it will be possible to dominate the world in the future?! Thinking about it makes He Hongshen feel inexplicably excited.

"The Ninety-Five Supreme Destiny is peerless and rare, and those who have had this destiny in all dynasties are at least one overlord. Qin Yingzheng, Han Gaozu, Genghis Khan, Zhu Yuanzhang, Nurhachi......"

"Anyone with such a fate is the favorite of God. If you want to forcibly transfer your life, I am afraid that it will offend Tianyan. Mr. Feng said with palpitations.

"Back then, my master was invited by President Jiang to go to Shaoshan to destroy Taizu's feng shui. As soon as the formation was set up, before it could be done, a divine thunder fell from the sky, killing nine people on the spot. ”

"My master escaped by luck, but his eyes were also burned, and since then he has lost the ability to see, and he can only use guò to determine the world."

"He Sheng, if his life drops a little, I dare to take a risk. But the Ninety-Five Supreme Destiny, I'm really not sure. ”

Mr. Feng finally confessed to Ho Hongshen.

"Isn't that an empty rejoicing?" He Hongshen said depressedly.

What is "entering Baoshan and returning empty-handed", what is "seeing that you can't eat dry eyes", now he is like this.

Knowing that Han Jin's life was extremely noble, but he couldn't transfer it with his life, it really made He Hongshen feel very unwilling.

"Don't be in a hurry, we can't take it, we can still take it." Mr. Feng said with a smile.

"How to make a trick?" He Hongshen hurriedly asked.

"This is also simple, the fate of the Ninety-Five Supreme is already extremely rich and noble. All those who are close to him can benefit, just like the close ministers around the emperor in ancient times, they can be rich and noble, and one person is above ten thousand. ”

"Anyone who opposes him usually dies badly. It's like those who disagree with the emperor, at least demoted officials, or at worst executed, and even harmed their families, even the nine clans. ”

"So if you are close to him, you will be able to benefit from it." The gentleman smiled and pointed.

He Hongshen couldn't help but nod when he heard this, he had sent someone to investigate these days, and now since Shao Yifu signed him, he has made tens of millions of Hong Kong dollars in profits. And several of Han Jin's friends are also famous now, and they have all become stars.

Obviously, what Mr. Feng said is very reasonable, but Ho Hongshen still feels that this is not enough.

"Mr. Feng, do you think you can go further?" He Hongshen asked with a smile.

Mr. Feng glanced at He Hongshen suspiciously, "Mr. He, what do you have in mind?" ”

"Marriage, for example?" He blinked.

Mr. Feng was stunned for a moment, then smiled, thinking that He Hongshen was more ruthless than himself.

He just mentioned that Yì and Han Jin had a good relationship, but he didn't expect He Hongshen to have already thought of the idea of "marriage". It's clear that he is using his daughter as a bargaining chip in exchange for wealth. What is the difference with the ancient "Fanbang and pro"?

If it were Mr. Feng himself, he would not give up his daughter's happiness in his life.

Because any ninety-five supreme life will definitely have three thousand harem beauties as stated in the photo book.

At that time, his daughter will be just a concubine at most, and she will have to compete with other women for her husband. No matter how rich you are, love is never perfect.

"Mr. He, you have to think about this." Mr. Feng reminded that he had sued He Hongshen of the shortcomings of the Ninety-Five Supreme.

"It's okay, it's just a few more women, what's the big deal." He Hongshen didn't mind waving his hand.

He himself has three wives and four concubines, and he has a group of children, so he naturally looks down on this kind of thing.

When Mr. Feng saw him say this, he couldn't help but sigh that it was no wonder that his ability was higher than him, but his achievements were not as good as him.

Just looking at this ruthlessness, I am greatly inferior.

"Okay, since that's the case, then I wish you success in your life." Mr. Feng said with a smile. (To be continued!)

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