Seeing the doubt on everyone's faces, Fang Yuan didn't explain anything, just held the thing and touched it carefully, but his actions immediately attracted everyone's attention.

For a moment, the carriage fell silent, Fang Yuan felt something, and when he looked up, he found that everyone was staring at him intently, and he suddenly felt very strange: "What's wrong with you?"

Ning Meng blinked and whispered: "Brother Fang, aren't you going to... transform into gas and form?"

"No..." Fang Yuan laughed silently: "This is an introverted magic weapon, with a very consolidated aura and cannot be stimulated for a while. You don't have to wait, I'm just enjoying it casually."

Everyone sighed suddenly, looking forward to it in vain. Fang Yuan smiled, ignored them and continued to enjoy things.

Not long after, the car stopped downstairs of Mr. Zhao's company. The owner looked over and found that this was the most prosperous business circle street in the city. He immediately knew that Mr. Zhao was indeed the big boss.

If the shop owner knew Mr. Zhao’s identity in normal times, he would definitely welcome him in various ways.

But now, he didn't feel at all about greeting him, but instead felt excited. Because the destination had arrived, he could soon know what the mystery of that magic weapon had.

The owner knew very well that it would not be that simple to make a great Feng Shui master like Fang Yuan offer a magic weapon that costs one million yuan. He opened the door to do business and believed in the iron rule that he got what he paid for.

How much money is definitely the standard for measuring the quality of the magic instrument.

"Master Fang, here..."

At Mr. Zhao's reminder, Fang Yuan got out of the car. He also looked up at the building, and then asked casually: "Mr. Zhao, your office should be replaced, right?"

"It should be changed." Mr. Zhao said in a deep voice: "I told them to change it before, but it should be done now."

"Well, then go up and take a look..." Fang Yuan started first, with a bit of a direct guest appearance, and took everyone into the business building and then took the elevator to the 18th floor.

As soon as the elevator door opened, everyone walked out one after another. Fang Yuan walked in front. The girl at the front desk saw him and wanted to ask him, but suddenly saw Mr. Zhao behind him.

In an instant, the girl at the front desk was stunned. She stood up in panic and said, "Boss..."

"You are too polite. I'm not your boss." Fang Yuan teased and turned around and said, "Mr. Zhao, your office has changed, and I don't know the way. Please take us there."

"Master Fang, let's go here." Mr. Zhao hurriedly invited him, and then at the front desk, the little girl was stunned and disappeared into the corridor with everyone.

"Is it hallucination?" The girl at the front desk didn't come back to her senses for a long time, wondering if she was dreaming during the day.

When the girl at the front desk was stunned, Mr. Zhao also brought everyone to his original office. This office is naturally a bit different from the office Fang Yuan had been to before.

The biggest difference is the location. This office is located in the middle of the first floor, with office departments in front, back, left and right. Mr. Zhao is in charge of this office, and his managers, supervisors and others can report their work as quickly as possible.

When he arrived at the office, Fang Yuan looked at it for a moment and sighed: "This is a very good location, why do you need to change it?"

"I feel ashamed to believe in slander." Mr. Zhao was also embarrassed and regretted it. If he had known that he would have caused such a big trouble if he had changed his office, he would have caused such a big deal, and he would have beaten to death and would not move.

"Okay, I won't say much..." Fang Yuan also gave Mr. Zhao face and stopped sprinkling salt on his wounds.

This office is very spacious and has very particular layout. Display items such as bookshelves and vases are distributed in an orderly manner, and are full of elegance everywhere.

However, in Fang Yuan's eyes, the aura of this office showed some signs of uncertainty. This was caused by Mr. Zhao's own reasons. He rashly changed the Feng Shui situation but did not improve it. Instead, it went against the original intention, which caused the current disaster.

This is the complexity of Feng Shui, so Fang Yuan always feels that people who do not understand Feng Shui will not be able to change the Feng Shui situation and resolve disasters unless they are really sure that it is because of Feng Shui, and then they can change the Feng Shui situation and resolve disasters. If they are originally safe but want to change Feng Shui and get benefits, it is not advisable.

Mr. Zhao is like this. He is not greedy and has entrusted him with impolites. No wonder he is angry. So he regrets it now and begs quickly: "Master Fang, I know I am wrong. I will definitely take it as a warning in the future and will not move the decorations here. But now I would like to ask Master Fang, you, to resolve this disaster for me."

"I can't hurry up. I want to confirm first where is the wealth position in your office..."

While speaking, Fang Yuan searched carefully. After all, there is generally no fixed place for Feng Shui wealth, but it constantly changes directions as the terrain is different. If you stick to the dogmatic frameworks in Feng Shui books, you will definitely be unacceptable to the local environment.

"What does the position of wealth mean?" Ning Meng was very curious and asked the shop owner next to him in a low voice: "Is the position of making money?"

"Absolutely." The owner smiled and explained softly: "The Feng Shui pattern emphasizes the storing wind and gathering qi, and the position of gathering qi is the so-called wealth position. Under normal circumstances, the wealth position must be based on and rely on, as stable as a mountain, and there must be no turmoil. Otherwise, there will be a risk of losing money at any time."

"But..." Ning Meng asked in a daze: "How to determine whether the wealth position is stable or not?"

"Well..." the owner pondered: "You need to experience it yourself. For example, if you are inexplicably facing major property losses without any signs, it will definitely be a disaster of financial loss."

When Ning Meng heard this, he suddenly realized: "No wonder..."

Mr. Zhao is like this. All the procedures are complete, but the goods are seized. If the goods cannot be transported back in time, I am afraid that they will not only face the disaster of losing money, but also the disaster of losing everything.

Under the close attention of everyone, Fang Yuan also saw clearly the aura of the office. Slightly rays of vitality were floating, as disordered as Ma Teng. However, in the chaotic aura, he also saw a small cyclone in the corner.

The cyclone is extremely small and hidden, just above the bookshelf. Fang Yuan looked carefully and found that the chaotic aura in the office seemed to be caused by the cyclone.

The cyclone is like a spring as big as a finger, gurgling with air, only vomiting but not inhaling. The air is like a stream of water, and it is constantly filling the entire space soon, and naturally overflowing and rippling.

Fang Yuan understood that these are wealth. If wealth leaks out, it will definitely hurt wealth. What he needs to do now is to block the leaked wealth and stabilize the wealth position again.

"It's still not too late to make up for the fence after the loss of sheep." After Fang Yuan's research, he also confirmed that his judgment was correct, and his wealth began to leak, and he did not hurt the foundation, and there was still a chance to make up for it.

If all his wealth has been poured out, then he will definitely be unable to make a comeback. He will not take over this mess easily, but will run as far as he can.

Seeing Fang Yuan stopping, Mr. Zhao quickly approached and asked, "Master Fang, how is the situation?"

"It's okay, it's helpful, it can solve the problem!" Fang Yuan knew what Mr. Zhao wanted to ask, and said one sentence to stabilize his anxious heart.

"It's good to be saved, it's good to be saved." Mr. Zhao's heart was finally overwhelmed, but he still felt a little uneasy and couldn't help asking: "Master Fang, what are you going to do? Do you need my help?"

"No need, just watch it, I'll do it myself." Fang Yuan waved his hand, and after that, he moved a chair next to the bookshelf, then found a newspaper to plaster the chair, and then stepped on it.

Stepping on the chair, facing up, straight up to the bookshelf, looking around, the scenery here is unique and the air is much fresher, which makes Fang Yuan quite satisfied.

Seeing this situation, Ning Meng was puzzled: "What are Brother Fang planning to do?"

"If it's not unexpected, the wealth position will be on the bookshelf." The owner explained, he focused and looked at it intently. He didn't even blink for a moment, for fear of missing the most critical details.

At the reminder of the shop owner, the others suddenly realized and looked up and watched.

At this time, Fang Yuan's face also looked a little more serious. First, after observing for a moment, he opened the box and took out the cute carvings of Huang Yang wood tumbler.

"What are you going to do? Should you put the things on the bookshelf and put them firmly?" Ning Meng couldn't help but mutter, but when others heard this, they showed a look of approval.

After all, the bottom of the carving is pointed, just like a gyro, and it cannot stand at all, so it can only sway. The problem is that the swaying carving is not elegant. Perhaps the things are really as the shop owner said, and things should have lacked a base, but they are just residual tools.

This thought came to everyone's minds, and suddenly they felt a blur before their eyes and the scene was hazy. In that situation, it seemed like a cloud of fog was covering them, which blocked their sight and made them unable to see clearly.

"What's going on?" Ning Meng couldn't help blinking, but found that there was no fog around him, but it seemed like there was a layer of gauze in front of him, and all the scenery was so trance-dreaming.

Not only him, but others did not react much. Whether it was blinking or rubbing their eyes, they could not see clearly the scene in the office. Looking at the flowers in the fog was blurry and it was quite uncomfortable.

"I'm myopia?" Ning Meng screamed in tears, and was heartbroken.

At this moment, the shop owner was not surprised but happy and said excitedly: "It's not myopia, but the master has begun to sort out his wealth."

"Clean up the wealth?" The others were stunned and quickly looked up. At this time, Fang Yuan held the carving in his hand, and then looked at the tip of the carving toward a certain place in the air, looking motionless...

At the beginning, everyone felt a little confused and didn't understand what Fang Yuan was doing. But after carefully looking, they saw some clues and were immediately shocked.

Because Fang Yuan was not motionless, but pushed the carving forcefully with his palm. From the tendons that burst out on the back of his hand, he could tell that he probably had to use his strength to feed himself... (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better, updated and faster!
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