According to Dongfang Yan's meaning, the seventh master and the eighth master went to her villa when there was no one in her house, and Dongfang Yan roughly observed the whole house through the pinhole camera hanging around the neck of the eighth master.

Her family's feng shui is actually not very bad, but it is not excellent either. Running home for no reason, touching something in the house and running, will definitely arouse suspicion.

Ling Xuan's father has also asked Dongfang Yan to take care of Ling Xuan, and Ling Xuan, in turn, can borrow the name of Dongfang Yan, a "master", in the name of changing feng shui, to move the things in the house, and not let people say anything.

The decoration of the Ling family's villa obviously also invited a feng shui master, just looking at the gossip mirror outside the master bedroom; But there is still a little flaw, which shows that the number of feng shui masters is not high.

Spring, autumn and winter are blowing more northwest winds, the location of the villa in the circulation of the aura and the color light are good, but standing at the door can directly see the balcony, this is called "Guantang Arrow", it is not easy to retain the aura and fortune.

The right side of the ground floor of the villa is allocated to the stove toilet and other places, the door of the stove is facing the right hand side of the door, which is the position of the Ming wealth position, the kitchen has many oil stains and domestic garbage, it can be said that the Ming wealth position is dirty, and the five elements of the kitchen belong to the fire, the bathroom belongs to the water, the kitchen is backed by the bathroom, water and fire are detrimental to the fortune, either put a Pixiu on the right side of the door, or change the location of the kitchen, away from the center of the house, to avoid 'fire heart'!

The location of the upstairs toilet is also directly above the gate, and the entrance is dirty, which must also be adjusted; Dongfang Yan once checked the structure of the house and found that there was just a beam pressed above the living room upstairs, and there would be a situation where fortune and fortune would be suppressed, and it was also very important to adjust the position of the living room.

Before Ling Xuan decided to go home, she could first ask him to write a handwritten letter and give it to her father with a private seal, and then find the seventh master to solve the matter.

Ling Xuan didn't understand a little, couldn't pointing out a feng shui problem be covered up, why should she point out all the shortcomings in feng shui?

Besides, writing here, plus drawing, almost two sheets of paper are used up, and a line of small print is squeezed underneath to save paper? Or are your hands sore and too lazy to write?!

Whether Dongfang Yan is a bargain or not, she has not yet been taught; But I don't want to write with sore hands, and I don't want to leave ten.

'When was this investigation done?' Ling Xuan subconsciously felt that Dongfang Yan had already finished collecting materials. This person helped her block a catastrophe a year ago, and he must have known that she was ready for a second catastrophe, otherwise he would have been able to save her when the elevator accident happened; Now that she already knew it, why let her feel the horror of an elevator fall, don't be so excessive!

Ling Xuan sneered, ran downstairs and dragged the seventh master out of the card game and handed him two pieces of paper.

"You wait." The seventh master smiled and pointed to the kettle next to him.

Ling Xuan immediately understood that she was responsible for adding water to everyone's cups. Originally, she was the least experienced in the store, and she needed to be taken care of by others everywhere, and she was late once because of personal matters after only two days of work, and she should serve tea and water to the old-timers.

It took almost half an hour for the Seventh Master to come back, and Ling Xuan was almost pulled into the card game—although she hadn't played at all.

She had played solitaire, but her mother was a young lady and had only played bridge......

Ling Xuan saw at a glance what the Seventh Master was holding: "What is this?" ”

"The cornucopia of silver enamel patterns in the Guangxu period."

"Antique!" Ling Xuan couldn't help but look at it twice, "'Hammer' leads to 'stay'...... It doesn't look like a fake, but it's broken, so you can't make money, right? ”

The seventh master looked at Ling Xuan's eyes full of smiles: "Does the boss mean to collect money?" After a pause, he added, "This needs to be buried due east." I'll go with you, lest I make a mistake. ”

“…… I get it! "The broken cornucopia not only cannot play a role in accumulation, but it is easy to lose the accumulated wealth.

But just like that, with her father, who has a good mind, she should be able to overcome it......

"Don't worry, the boss has already explained everything, you do what he wants, and it will work soon." The eighth master turned his head and glanced at Ling Xuan, "'Hammer' is not a 'stay', but a 'slip', and there is a hole in the bottom of this thing." It is said that the cornucopia is something that is placed at home, and the boss should not hesitate to bury you. ”

"Good! I understand. With Ling Xuan's comprehension ability, the eighth master clarified her thoughts halfway through speaking, and understood that Dongfang Yan might still have a backhand, but she still had her own concerns, "Even if this cornucopia is broken, one or two thousand is about the same......"

"You can't pay it off anymore, do you care about more than one or two thousand?" Dongfang Yan's voice came from upstairs.

"Who said I can't figure it out! I still have 47% of Ling's shares in my hand, not to mention millions, tens of millions can still be afforded. Ling Xuan's strength to not admit defeat came up again, and she didn't know why she just felt that Dongfang Yan's words were harsh.

A sneer came from upstairs: "Then you can show me now." Let me remind you first, I'm a loan shark, and I'm going to pay it back as soon as possible! ”

"You-" Ling Xuan wanted to rush up to reason with Dongfang Yan, but as soon as she stepped up, she heard the sound of the door closing upstairs.

The next day, Ling Xuan still didn't have classes, so she called her father early in the morning to confirm the itinerary and make an appointment. It's just that she didn't expect Dongfang Yan's name to be so useful, and her father heard that there was a problem with feng shui, so he left the halfway meeting and rushed back to the villa.

I really don't know if Feng Shui is important, or if Dongfang Yan has a big face.

After all, when the eighth master drove her and the seventh master to the door of the house, the acting president of the Ling family was already waiting at home and was impatient.

When she got out of the car, the seventh master didn't let her take the cornucopia, but he took out a rectangular box by himself. He handed over the box along with Dongfang Yan's handwritten letter, and Ling Xuan's father opened it and looked at it, overjoyed.

"This ...... This is "Colored Landscape Map", the handwriting of Master Wenjia! It's the real thing, it's the real thing! "Of course, how could our boss fool you with fakes. This painting hangs in the hall, and it must be able to add a lot of color. The Seventh Master smiled lovely, watching Ling Xuan's father tremble slightly with excitement, and wrote down the amount on the check.

Facing the white wall at the doorway, that's the only place in the living room where you can hang a painting.

Ling Xuan didn't understand this, just glanced at the numbers on the check curiously. After only a few million, she sold herself to Dongfang Yan, laying the foundation for being a cow and a horse; Dare to love her as a Ling lady, not even a painting.

I know what life is thinner than paper.

Ling Xuan's father got the painting, and hurriedly explained that Ling Xuan entertained the distinguished guests, and he didn't care about being rude, and ran back to continue the meeting that was put on hold halfway.

The Seventh Master asked Ling Xuan to hurry up and bury the cornucopia.

"But, didn't the eighth master drive the car away?" Ling Xuan was a little confused.

Opening the glass door and looking out, the cornucopia was lying where she needed to bury it.