Chapter Seventy-Two: The Chen Group

The old driver who was driving looked at the puppet in the hand of the speechless Taoist chief through the rearview mirror, and suddenly said a little faintly: Taoist chief, do you want to join in the business incident?

As soon as this remark came out, I felt a little weird, why did I ask this?

Then the old driver turned his eyes to me again, with some pity in his eyes: "At a young age, I love to do some strange things!" ”

That commercial street is very strange, although Lao Tzu doesn't believe in evil, but it's really evil there, boy, it's okay to go back to study.

I listened with some questions and asked, "What's going on?" “

The old driver started the engine and began to turn to the highway entrance, saying: "That commercial street, 20 years ago, was still safe and stable, the economy was developed, and many people crowded to work in the company there.

But in those 20 years, one company after another began to close, employees have changed jobs, or they are unlucky, what to buy and what to lose, the most pitiful thing is that the presidents of several companies can't stand the debt and jump off the building, and now the commercial street is surrounded by empty buildings except for a Chen Group.

If you're going there, I suggest you don't stay there at night, it's wicked!

There is nothing but the commercial street under the command of the Chen Group, and nothing else.

It is indeed strange and evil, and people have to suspect the Chen Group.

I said, "Then the Chen Group is very suspicious, could it be that they are the devil!" “

But the old driver said: "The reason why Chen's Group can gain a firm foothold is related to inviting a feng shui master, so that it can sit firmly on the commercial street!"

Now that feng shui master is famous, as long as he is invited at a high price, the house feels unclean or harassed, it will be solved. Especially some super-rich businessmen, and some officials secretly invited. “

Speaking of which, the old driver drove to the entrance of the commercial street, and he didn't dare to drive in, but told us to walk in by ourselves.

I got out of the car and said thank you to him before leaving, just turned around to leave, the old driver kindly called me, and then took off the car charm hanging on the car from the car to me, reminding me to say: young man, take this self-defense, the old Taoist priest is too careless, can get out of the commercial street early to come out early, remember to wash your body with salt and grapefruit leaf water three times when you come out, this is the rule, I see that your face is very benevolent and righteous, is a good person, so I specially remind you.

Before I could ask his name, the old driver left.

All that was left was the wordless Taoist, shouting at me to come quickly.

Then I walked into the commercial street, and I did feel a little immobile, the sun was in the sky, the temperature was a little hot, and a cool breeze blew inexplicably here.

The cool breeze was not as cold as mint, but a little wet.

It's like getting up early in the morning with rain and dew on the grass.

But now it was almost noon, and as I walked, I thought that this damp feeling would definitely fog up according to physical phenomena under the scorching sun, but it didn't.

It made me think a little too much, until I was walking with the wordless Taoist chief and met a large number of people holding gossip, wearing Taoist robes, and some monks and the like.

Some people walked by proudly, and some people fled here in a panic and with pale faces.

But what they have in common is that they are undoubtedly like-minded.

"Looks really weird here, it's about the same as your school!" The speechless Taoist looked at the puppet in his hand vibrating violently, and couldn't help but be a little worried.

I wondered: What's going on?

But the wordless chief didn't answer me, but pinched his fingers and counted, and his face quickly crawled with doubt.

He said straight in his mouth: "It's strange, my gossip calculation actually failed here." ”

The magnetic field here is really weird, and it doesn't look like it's been affected by ghosts, and it's not caused by the geographical location?

Why is this happening? It wasn't like that last time I came!

He muttered alone for a long time, which made me a little confused and asked him, "The last time you came, was a few years ago?" ”

Then the speechless Taoist chief was asked by me like this, and he was immediately stunned, he thought about it, and his face suddenly became a little embarrassed: "It seems to be twenty years ago!" ”

As soon as these words came out, I stared speechlessly, and I really felt that the more I got along with him, the more unreliable I felt.

No wonder the old driver looked speechless at a glance, and then immediately said that he was careless. Sure enough, it's an old experience.

So I said, "Maybe it has something to do with the Chan Group!" ”

"This poor road will only be analyzed, it's too early to draw conclusions, Los Angeles will wait for us to pretend to be Mr. Feng Shui and go in to investigate!"

Speechless, the chief said and pointed to the towering building, on which the gold lacquer was written in large letters that read Chen's Group! There are two access doors at the entrance of the Chen Group building.

One is for the company's employees, and the other is for Mr. Feng Shui.

It seems that it is indeed as rumored that the degree of superstition of the Chen Group is indeed very deep! Being able to sit firmly on the commercial street may have something to do with this!

Then, I and the Wordless Master lined up with other Feng Shui gentlemen, and just after the last position, a special employee saw me and the Wordless Chief, and reminded me: This is a special channel for Feng Shui masters, if you are a Feng Shui master, please come to my side to register and get the license to pass.

When I heard it with the wordless Taoist, I only felt that this was a feng shui position, and it was no different from a recruitment interview! No, it's similar to a vegetable market!

But when I saw that the other gentlemen were obediently receiving the license, the wordless chief had to take me to register.

When registering, the posture of me and the wordless Taoist was no different from that of ordinary pedestrians, and then I received two blank eyes from the registration officer, and the other party unceremoniously threw us a brand, and then said to me with a perfunctory attitude: You have to pass the interview when you go in, and if you don't succeed in the interview, you have to be kicked out.

This registration officer had a completely contemptuous attitude towards us, which made me inexplicably annoyed and wanted to hit someone, and just wanted to scold back.

The registrar suddenly turned a threatening tone at me: I don't want the brand anymore?! The stinky boy didn't even grow up and went out to cheat with the old man!

Speechless, the chief grabbed me and persuaded me to settle down so that I could go in.

I had to endure this breath and go to the queue angrily!

But when I was in line, the wordless Taoist was secretly drawing something in the palm of his hand? Then he quietly waved at the registration officer, and the guy who looked down on people quickly flew from his seat to the middle of the street and fell into a.

Fortunately, there were few people on the road and no cars came in, otherwise the dog's life would have been gone.

Then I secretly rejoiced in my heart, and I saw the registrar kneeling on the ground, praying to heaven and earth with a pale face.

It's no wonder, all kinds of evil gods let go of the little ones! I'm old and young...

After that, I crackled, and in a blink of an eye, I saw the expression of the speechless Taoist who was secretly happy.