2 Chapter 54 Life Goes On

Early the next morning, Shi Yijian packed the snake bones in a glass bottle, and after putting on three sticks of incense, he returned to the stall with the fat man.

Seeing that Uncle Fan was cleaning up the dust, Shi Yijian pulled Uncle Fan to sit down and talked about last night: "Uncle Fan, yesterday Zhou Ziyang proposed to me about the placement of the nine coffins, I want to hear your opinion." ”

Uncle Fan took out two drawings from the coffee table, lit a cigarette, and said slowly: "I guess he will ask you for help, so I borrowed these two drawings from the overseer." ”

While speaking, Uncle Fan spread out the planning plan and satellite bird's-eye view of the real estate, and his finger landed in one place of the drawing.

"I had a general idea before, you see, this is the main gate, four or five hundred meters to the south is the national highway, if you build a feng shui bureau on this road leading to the national highway, at that time, the nine coffins will be arranged in array, and then build a large bell tower on it, one can purify the bad luck brought by the coffin, and the other can play a role in suppressing evil spirits, and at the same time it can also be used as a scenic line, killing three birds with one stone. Of course, you don't have to go so far, you can just burn these things on fire, but it's a pity that there are so many good gloomy woods. ”

When the fat man heard that Uncle Fan had burned these coffins, he hurriedly came over: "What a pity it was burned, it's all money." Uncle, you discuss with Boss Zhou to see if you can let us deal with it, anyway, they are not short of money, we are cheaper. ”

Uncle Fan flicked the cigarette ash and shook his head: "It's not as simple as you think, these coffins have been buried in the ground for hundreds of years, and they don't know what kind of dirty things they contain. Besides, these are all cultural relics-level things, and the developers of other people have a lot of money to settle down, if you pull them all back, maybe someone will come to the door the next day, and then you will be convicted of stealing cultural relics without permission, which is enough for you to sit for ten years and eight years. ”

When Shi Yijian heard Uncle Fan say this, he also felt that more things were better than less, so he nodded: "Okay, then I'll go to Zhou Ziyang later, anyway, we can't take the nine coffins for ourselves, they can deal with them how they like." After that, he beckoned the fat man to get in the car and went to Zhou Ziyang to talk about things together.

It was almost noon, and the two came to an office building, and the secret technique at the front desk took them to knock on Zhou Ziyang's office.

As soon as Zhou Ziyang saw the two of them coming in, he immediately beckoned the two to sit down, and said, "Brother, I just made an appointment with a few bosses to report to work, you guys came just in time, wait for a meal together, and by the way, I will introduce you to these rich masters, maybe you can sign a big order on the spot, brother." ”

Although Shi Yijian is not afraid of ghosts and gods, he will inevitably have some stage fright if he wants to sit with the big bosses and talk and laugh. He smiled awkwardly: "This doesn't seem to be suitable, you guys talk about things, me and the fat man are two outsiders present, it will definitely get in the way." Actually, I came to you this time to talk about those coffins. ”

"Eh, isn't it just a meal, if there's anything that doesn't suit, it's decided." Zhou Ziyang rejected Shi Yijian and continued: "Those nine coffins, what do you have any suggestions?" ”

So, Shi Yijian told him the suggestion he had discussed with Uncle Fan before, and explained: "Although those coffins breed evil spirits, if they are made into a feng shui bureau to suppress them, then there will be no problem." Because the coffin was dug up in the construction site, it must not be hidden, rather than covering it up, it is better to tell the owner who came to buy the house with a knife, saying that the bell tower here uses nine century-old coffins to arrange a nine-son dragon feng shui bureau, as long as the owner walks by, can get a trace of feng shui dragon energy. As long as you do a good job in this regard, I guess people who want to buy a house here will definitely rush to buy a house. ”

When Zhou Ziyang heard this, his eyes immediately flashed with a fine light. He stood up and pulled up Shi Yijian excitedly: "Let's go, let's go to those developers and talk to them, in the past two days, we are still worried about how to eliminate the impact to the minimum, and now listening to you say this, it is difficult for this real estate to be popular." ”

At noon, after pushing the cup and changing the lamp with several developers, and after talking exaggeratedly, the drunken Shi Yijian and the fat man came to the car with floating steps, and were sent back to the store by Zhou Ziyang's driver.

In the afternoon of the same day, Shi Yijian's mobile phone received a bank transfer text message of 500,000 yuan, followed by a call from Zhou Ziyang. On the phone, Zhou Ziyang said that his suggestion had been adopted by the big bosses, and at the same time, he also wanted to hire him as a consultant for the design of the large bell tower.

Although Shi Yijian has not studied design, Uncle Fan next to him is a feng shui master, and this thing is still difficult for him.

After receiving the money, Shi Yijian inevitably had to give bonuses and reward the heroes. He told Uncle Fan and the fat man that he would bring his family to Taotaoju for a big meal tonight.

After finishing his work, Shi Yijian went to a nearby flower shop to buy a bouquet of flowers for his little girlfriend Zhao Dongyu, ready to surprise her. Because of the previous fight, Zhao Dongyu was still having trouble with Shi Yijian, but in Shi Yijian's opinion, these deficiencies were not serious, so he would hang them aside first, just wait for the little girlfriend to be angry, and then come to comfort him.

The place where Zhao Dongyu works is less than a kilometer away from Shi Yijian's store, because it is his own business, and his parents are in it, so in order to avoid embarrassment and suffering from white eyes, Shi Yijian does not dare to come over often.

But now that the wallet is full, this courage has also risen. So, Shi Yi resolutely ordered to go to the meeting and meet Zhao Dongyu's parents for a while.

Not far from Shi Yijian's door, a Porsche flew out from behind him and stopped steadily at the door where Zhao Dongyu was working. Then, a well-dressed man got out of the car, holding flowers, and walked straight to the door.

But what followed was a scene that made Shi Yijian sad and angry.

I saw Zhao Dongyu grab the arm of the Porsche man as soon as he came up, and came to the passenger door with a smile. At the moment when she was about to get into the car, the afterglow swept to Shi Yijian, who was standing behind her.

Looking at each other, Zhao Dongyu's face instantly became ugly.

The Porsche man who was waiting next to him looked at Zhao Dongyu and suddenly changed, and hurriedly asked kindly: "Dongyu, what's wrong, is there anything uncomfortable?" ”

Just when Zhao Dongyu didn't know how to answer, Shi Yijian walked up slowly and asked expressionlessly, "Dongyu, who is he?" ”

At this time, the Porsche man also seemed to realize something, stood up straight, and said: "Dongyu, who is he?" ”

I saw Zhao Dongyu lower his head, his face was a little pale, and after being silent for a while, he finally said: "Ex-boyfriend, but I haven't been in touch for a long time, you get in the car first, I want to say a few words to him." ”

When Shi Yijian heard this, he only felt a sharp pain in his heart, and his whole body softened, and the bouquet of flowers in his hand had been ruthlessly rolled to his feet. He turned around slowly, walking aimlessly step by step, and two lines of bitter tears flowed from his eyes.

The Porsche man looked at Shi Yijian's lonely back, nodded a little reluctantly, and walked into the car.

Zhao Dongyu raised his head at this time, trotted in front of Shi Yijian, and saw that this iron-clad man was crying. She didn't have time to have a sour nose, and a trace of tears couldn't help but gush out.

"Yijian, I'm sorry, you're a good person, but with you, I'm scared, like a scene in the park, during those few nights, I even had nightmares every day, I don't want to live a day of worry, can you understand?"

Shi Yijian wiped away the tears on his face, pretended to be indifferent and said, "I know, I wish you happiness." As he spoke, he strode forward without looking back, until he turned the corner, and did he dare to sob silently in a corner where no one was around.

Shi Yijian, who wiped away his tears, slowly lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and then pretended to be nothing, returned to the rental house, and changed his clothes again.

During the meal, Sister Fang saw that there were only four of them in the huge box, so she asked casually: "Yijian, why didn't Dongyu come?" ”

Shi Yijian drank all the beer in the cup and replied casually: "We just broke up." She said that I was doing this job that made her worry all day, and that she had already found a good dock to dock. ”

When the fat man heard this, he put down the chopsticks that were picking up vegetables, and put a bottle of wine in front of Shi Yijian: "It's okay, there is no grass at the end of the world, just with your appearance, uncle, as long as you let out the wind, a lot of girls will come to the door." Come, I'll accompany you to drink in a big bottle, and even if you're drunk tonight, you'll be just as chic tomorrow. ”

The wine entered the bowels and turned into lovesick tears.

After a big drunkenness, although Shi Yijian still can't let go, the past is like smoke, life has to go on, and he can only wait for time to slowly fill the scars in his heart.

A few days later, the fat man's half-sister came with the news of giving birth at an advanced age, and invited the two mothers and sons back to drink the full moon wine.

In the past few days, Shi Yijian couldn't stand the death of Sister Fang and the fat man, but he still agreed to go to HK with them to see the excitement when the time came, and by the way, he would relax and relieve his boredom.

When they came to this international metropolis, after the three of them checked in at a hotel, it was already afternoon.

Sister Fang was going to buy some gifts, and the fat man took Shi Yijian to a tea restaurant near the sea and drank afternoon tea.

Blowing the sea breeze and drinking lemon tea, Shi Yijian's mood was much more relaxed. He leaned back on the rattan chair and asked casually, "You are coming back with great fanfare now, and you are not afraid of being retaliated against by others?" ”

The fat man took a comfortable puff of his cigarette and smiled contemptuously: "What age is it, those who should have gone ashore have already gone ashore, and those who should have sunk have already sunk, who still remembers me as an outdated character." ”

"Then you can't live at home openly, why don't you still live in a hotel, what a waste of money."

The fat man drank the Coke dry, and then said: "The dove occupies the magpie's nest, what can I do?" ”

After such a question, Shi Yijian learned that Wang Fugui, the fat man's father, had already transferred the two properties under his name to his ex-wife before the accident.

Although an agreement was signed afterwards, stating that after 10 years, the house would be returned and the escrow fee would be 10% of the current price, and the other party would be paid in a lump sum at that time.

Now that the ten-year period has arrived, the two houses are now worth tens of millions of dollars. According to the agreement, as long as the fat man pays the aunt two million at one time, the two houses can be transferred to the name of the fat man.

Originally, Sister Fang planned to sell her current house and make up enough two million at one time, so that she could get her wish.

It's just that the ideal is very plump and the reality is very skinny, but I didn't expect this grandmother to mortgage the two houses at the instigation of her son-in-law.

In this way, things get complicated. If it is through proper channels, it is afraid that the court will investigate the old past; If it is resolved privately, it will certainly be far away.