Chapter 201

Huo Group's Huojingliang, Xinhe Real Estate's Li Yunfei, Shinde Real Estate's He Qiong, including a previous collaboration with Hengli Huanggua.

In the white-path business world, whoever he could establish a connection with, he would personally go to their door to invite them; whether they actually came or not is another matter, but their company's flower basket must be present.

Not only was he handling this, Jiang Tian Sheng and the Xu family were also reaching out everywhere; anyone they knew, they sent invitations to.

Their thoughts were completely in sync: they didn't want any friends from the jianghu to come!

In Shinde Real Estate He Qiong's office, Li Xin was sitting on a chair drinking tea; the office was simply decorated, with nothing luxurious.

If one had to say what was special about it, it would be the few ancient paintings and oil paintings hanging on the surrounding walls.

Li Xin stood up, walked over to a painting of a beauty and examined it closely; in the upper right corner of the painting was a line of text: 'Painted by Tang Yin of Wu Prefecture in the third month.'

Everyone knows who Tang Yin is; he certainly doesn't look like the Tang Bohu from 'Pointing at Autumn Fragrance' in the movie—uh, in reality he's much more miserable than in the film!

From this painting of a beauty, Li Xin felt that the old Tang was also a person of taste—not because the maid's forehead is pretty, but because the maid is actually playing the xiao!

Li Xin now feels a bit sentimental; the old masters really knew how to have fun!

Old Tang, this great talent, is truly a real man; if he has an idea, he doesn't say it.

Paint it out!

A waft of fragrance came over; Li Xin didn't need to turn around to know He Qiong had arrived—the scent of this perfume was very special, something he had never smelled before.

The perfume that Qiuti and He Min used, he knew it was Chanel; he didn't ask the exact model, and it was definitely not the same brand as what He Qiong used.

"Like it? If you like it, I'll give it to you!"

He Qiong stood behind Li Xin, arms crossed, smiling as she asked.

Li Xin pointed at that xiao with his finger, smiling as he said: 'I can't tell if the painting is good or bad, but I like the instrument.'

He Qiong froze for a moment, then immediately reacted, raising her hand and giving Li Xin a tap.

She exclaimed strangely: 'You never have a serious moment all day; this is art, and you keep twisting it into what?!'

Li Xin turned and sat on the sofa, laughing as he said: 'A Qiong! Your mind is problematic; I really can play the xiao, I can also play the harmonica, and I play it quite well—it's you who's thinking dirty!'

He Qiong asked doubtfully: 'Really?'

Li Xin nodded and explained: 'When I was a child, our family's conditions were poor; there wasn't any instrument I could afford to play.'

"Only these two were cheap; I would learn to play them when I had nothing to do, and I really could blow out a few tunes."

Li Xin really wasn't lying; in his previous life, as a child his family's conditions were truly poor, and seeing someone play an instrument made him feel especially cool.

He kept pestering his mother, who bought him a harmonica; later he also learned from others how to play the flute.

The flute and the xiao are roughly the same length, so it's not him deceiving He Qiong.

He Qiong agreed, saying: 'Yeah! When I was a child I learned piano and violin, and to this day I can still play a few pieces.'

Li Xin hurriedly changed the subject, unable to keep going on this topic; otherwise if she really made him play the xiao it would be troublesome!

He can't do this!

He laughed and said to her: 'You study high-end instruments; to me they're just luxuries I can't afford to play!'

"This time I came to find you just to ask: do you have time the day after tomorrow? If you have nothing important, I invite you to attend the opening ceremony of Red Letter Film City."

He Qiong returned to her desk, picked up the schedule planner, glanced at it—indeed there was nothing important the day after tomorrow—and closed the document.

She said: 'Good! What time does it open? I'll go early.'

"At 10:18 a. m.; this is the time Mr. Jiang had someone calculate. They're very superstitious about this, so I just let them have their way—I don't care."

Li Xin said, he really didn't care about this matter either, but following local customs, since everyone believes in feng shui and auspicious timing, he also couldn't go against the grain.

Feng shui is part of Chinese traditional culture; Gangdao, as a colony of John Bull.

Although influenced by Western culture, it still retained many Chinese traditional customs, including feng shui belief.

Gangdao is surrounded by water on three sides, its terrain mostly hilly; this special geographical environment is considered a yin-yang chaos, prone to some unfavorable events,

Therefore, residents may be more inclined to believe in feng shui to seek psychological comfort.

Many Gangdao residents believe that Gangdao's economic prosperity benefits from good feng shui; for example, Victoria Harbour is thought to resemble a giant treasure basin, conducive to wealth accumulation.

Wealthier people are more inclined to believe in feng shui, possibly because they think they understand the world's truth better than ordinary people, or they believe feng shui can bring good luck and wealth.

In Gangdao, feng shui is regarded as a business culture; many merchants consult feng shui masters when opening, renovating, selecting sites, etc., hoping to bring good luck and success.

Especially when dealing with sensitive topics like life and death, it's even more so; they will find a feng shui master to have a look, praying for blessings of happiness and health for the younger generation.

Some excessive bastards even go so far as to artificially create feng shui arrangements for their deceased relatives!

All that dry stuff isn't human business!

The most damned excessive thing is that he even has an asshole when giving birth to a son.

Who the hell can he reason with!

He Qiong hearing Li Xin say this wasn't surprised at all; her family believes in feng shui even more.

Although her father, when interviewed, publicly stated he never believed in feng shui.

But she knows full well that Pu Jing Duchang indeed has feng shui arrangements; these arrangements are not only numerous but also exquisite, all personally laid out by feng shui masters hired at great expense.

The layers of feng shui at the entrance form a great 'hundred birds returning to the nest' feng shui layout; gamblers entering from here become caged birds.

He Qiong laughed and said: 'Ah Xin! Don't disbelieve; feng shui arrangements really exist, they're not mere feudal superstition.'

"From the perspective of modern science, feng shui can be regarded as a discipline that integrates geophysics, hydrogeology, environmental landscape ecology, ecological architecture, cosmic stellar magnetism, meteorology, and human information science."

"The yin-yang five elements theory in feng shui corresponds to the five elemental attributes in the universe—metal, wood, water, fire, earth—these attributes are related to the human body's magnetic field and the orbital paths of celestial bodies."

"Experiments show that microwave energy in the universe can be transmitted through matter, affecting human thought, health, and luck; this may be related to the feng shui environment."

"These aren't me fooling you; they have scientific backing—now many foreign institutions are researching the relationship between feng shui and magnetic fields."

After listening to He Qiong finish, Li Xin had no rebuttal; his only thought was that this woman is truly outstanding!

Without any documents to aid her, relying solely on memory, she explained feng shui clearly and completely; from this one can see how broad her usual knowledge is!

Apart from lacking a horse, Li Xin is willing to address her with a title.

"A woman strong among women, terrifying indeed!"